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Only when all the living perish, will there be peace ... Apollo was a bratty noble. Using the power of his father, he did many mischievous stunts. However, he would never go too far. The worst he did was steal someone's shoe, while on the average, it would be poking them in the back and running off. That's why he found it so absurd that someone would assassinate him, in his own room no less. He was stabbed in the back and left to die... But then he was back in his room, completely fine. Yet, he was stabbed in the back once again. Once he was stabbed in the back for the third time, the cruel reality began to sink in. That this would repeat itself for an eternity. The only thing in his room was his bed and his bokken, a wooden sword. At some point, Apollo picked up the bokken. He took his first steps to break out of the cycle. And swore to bury the person who called for this assassin with his own hands. ...But also calls a lot of things mommy for some reason.

In the world of wealth and privilege, Gabriela Flores is a force to be reckoned with. As the oldest daughter of a powerful American-Latina family, she's stunningly beautiful with curves that command attention, raven-black hair, and dark, eyes that sparkle with sass and intelligence. Her full lips curve into a perpetual pout, and her nose, slightly rounded at the tip, adds to her exotic charm. But beneath her fiery exterior lies a kind soul, waiting to be discovered. Gabriela's life is predetermined - she's the heiress of the Flores empire, but there's a catch: she must excel in college, become a success story, and start a family of her own. As she steps into the prestigious White's Academy to study business administration, she's ready to take on the world. But drama, romance, and self-discovery await her, all while navigating the cutthroat world of high society and uncovering secrets about her relationship with an underwater world she had been dreaming about for years. With her sassy attitude and sharp wit, Gabriela won't back down from a challenge. But as she navigates the complexities of her family's expectations and her own desires, she'll have to confront the ultimate question: can she claim her rightful place as the Flores heiress and still follow her own heart?

The Laughing Man: A Romance of English History — Rafafederico This novel weaves together themes of social injustice and political critique against the backdrop of English history. At its core stands Gwynplaine, a man marked by cruelty — his disfigured face serving as a haunting reflection of humanity’s indifference toward the marginalized. The story opens with Ursus, a wandering philosopher and juggler, and his companion Homo, a domesticated wolf. Together, they roam from place to place, performing for the public while living a nomadic life. From the very beginning, the narrative immerses readers in a sense of loneliness and abandonment. A young child, left behind after a group of ragged travelers hastily departs by sea, becomes the embodiment of fate’s cruelty. Forced to confront solitude and survival, the child’s struggle sets the stage for a profound exploration of suffering, identity, and resilience in a world both beautiful and brutal. Ultimately, The Laughing Man invites readers to reflect on how, even amid despair and deformity, the human spirit continues to seek love, meaning, and hope.

Betrayed by his closest allies and left to die in a cursed dungeon, Dorian Grinn discovers the truth about his unique skill: he cannot die. Each death strengthens his body, sharpens his mind, and erodes his sanity. Trapped in an endless cycle of brutal deaths, he emerges from the abyss not as the man he once was, but as something far more dangerous—a laughing, unpredictable force of nature. Fueled by hatred for the weak and an insatiable thirst for vengeance, Dorian sets out to destroy the comrades who betrayed him and the system that empowers them. With every step, he builds an empire from chaos, turning misfits and monsters into his loyal army. But the gods of this world don’t take kindly to rebellion, and Dorian isn’t just fighting for revenge—he’s fighting to break the world itself. Madness is his weapon. Immortality is his curse. And death? Just another joke.

After a tragic yet absurd death, Keal awakens in a world where emotions have power-and gods feed on them. Gifted with the ability to see emotional threads, his laughter masks something deeper. As reality fractures and madness creeps in, one thing becomes clear: Keal isn't just part of the game. He's about to break it.

Charlie wasn't satisfied. He was a nobody, with no family, and no prospects, living in the middle of nowhere. That wasn't even the worst part. Ever he met that immortal god in the forest as a child, Charlie knew that the world was so much bigger than he could ever imagine. But he was too weak to set out on his own and for even daring to dream big his fellow villagers treated him like a pariah. The disappointment was almost too much for a teenager to bear. Charlie woke up one day dragging his feet at the prospect of more monotonous farming. He wiped the sleep from his eyes and saw, HIMSELF!?? No it looked like him but older, cleaner, disheveled but good looking!! "I must be dreaming, I know for a fact I don't own a mirror and I sure don't look anything like that!!" The reflection smiled, he looked happy but a little terrifying, "Hahaha I'm you kid!! You from the future!! Hahahahahaha!!!" Charlie's reflection continued to laugh and laugh until it became extremely off-putting. Charlie lay back down on his bed and closed his eyes, "Yep it's a dream, definitely a dream, time to wake up... Wake up... you can do it... "Hahahahahahaahahahhahhhahahahwh!!!" Charlie, "..."

Three cities. Three mysteries. One deadly thread. When an undercover analyst vanishes in Lahore with a USB that could cripple Pakistan’s power grid, Zayyan Khalid — the Falcon Security Bureau’s most unpredictable field agent — is pulled into a race against The Black Lotus, a shadow syndicate always three moves ahead. Meanwhile in Karachi, suave fixer Shaan Haider stumbles upon a murder marked by an ancient symbol — The Mark of the Morning — and a coin that seems to draw danger like blood in water. In Lahore’s bustling Liberty Market, cyber-sleuth Zameer Khan receives a mysterious package that puts him in the crosshairs of men who kill without hesitation. They don’t know it yet, but their cases are pieces of the same puzzle — a centuries-old conspiracy resurfacing in the shadows of modern Pakistan. And when the cobra laughs… someone always dies.

Nimara’s life isn’t what it seems. Inside this royal body is Amara, a modern woman suddenly thrust into a world of glittering palaces, court intrigues, and dangerous secrets. Waking up in the princess’s skin with no memories of how she got here, Amara struggles to balance the carefree image of the “Laughing Princess” with a mind sharp enough to unravel mysteries that could destroy kingdoms. Haunted by strange dreams and a nagging sense of loss, Nimara’s one mission is clear: find out what happened to her missing sister and why her new life feels so fragile. Surrounded by cunning nobles, hidden agendas, and whispered betrayals, she must learn to play the game without losing herself. With every step, Nimara dives deeper into a world where nothing is as it seems ,and where trust could be the deadliest risk of all. Can she survive the palace’s deadly dance, or will the shadows of the past pull her under?

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!

# 1V1 # NOBLELADY The female general has transmigrated to the future. When she opened her eyes, she saw someone snatching a child. She reached out without much thought, but who would have thought the little girl would hug her and say, “Mom, don’t throw me and Brother away!” Since the female general couldn’t go back, she raised her children and educated them. She beat up scumbags and saved men, and achieved another brilliant life. In the face of outrageous people, she was an ice queen. Grandma, sister-in-law, do any of you deserve my time? Faced with her children, it was like a spring breeze in summer. “Little Xing, you’re so smart! Shi Tou, you’re also a good baby!” In the face of men, she was indifferent. “Leave if you want to. You have legs, right? Go on then, I won’t walk you out.” She was a woman with thousands of faces. Even in another world, she was still the most dazzling one.