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After the death of his father, eighteen-year-old Ryunosuke Hayashi Omeo lives a quiet life above his family's small restaurant in the heart of Los Angeles’ Fashion District. Quiet, reserved, and burdened by the weight of grief, he spends his days sketching the world as it passes him by—never expecting that the world might begin to look back. But when a chance encounter at Santa Monica Pier introduces him to a mysterious woman with violet eyes, Ryunosuke’s life begins to shift in subtle, unexplainable ways. Time seems to slow around her. Emotions dull. Reality warps. And though she vanishes just as quickly as she appears, Ryunosuke finds himself haunted—by dreams, by memories, by her. As he searches for the truth behind her identity, he uncovers something even more disturbing: a name connected to his father's past, a company shrouded in secrecy, and a man—Victor Navarro—whose influence stretches deep into the city's veins. With the help of his childhood friends and a cousin-turned-roommate who’s sharper than she lets on, Ryunosuke begins to unravel a web of secrets linking his father's death, a luxury car hidden beneath the city, and the strange woman who seems to be guiding—and manipulating—him from the shadows. But as feelings deepen and reality frays, Ryunosuke must ask himself: Can you trust someone who’s not of this world? Or worse— What if you already do?

The Sketch Artist A battle of skill between police and criminal suspects, the only weapon a pencil! See how these young Chinese investigators use intelligence and conviction to restore truth to the world. One Portrait. Twenty-four sketches. Over ten thousand drafts. More than thirty brutal murders. A single trace of evidence, dozens of tests, over a thousand inferences, six cunning suspects and unique situations…In The Sketch Artist, police sketch artist Zhang Chi and trace specialist Gu Shi walk hand in hand down a dangerous road, confronting a diabolical, hidden villain. Close comrades-in-arms or intimate lovers, when facing life or death it’s all instantly insignificant. But can these ardent young officers win the respect they deserve? When deadly peril strikes will they have the courage to respond? Can these closely-joined lovers rely on their remarkable special skills to defeat the hidden murderer? Wait and see… Written by: Teresa Ge Translated and edited by: Guan Zhong *DISCLAIMER AGAIN* read it raw in volarenovels

Lee Se-won, who barely made a living as a lewd sketch artist after failing the art college entrance exam twice. One day, he woke up to find himself in a gender-reversed world Read 80 latest chapters free at ReversalNovel.web.id

Setelah kegagalan Elaina di Digital Art Competition tingkat SMP, dia pun memilih untuk berhenti dari hobinya itu. Namun, ketika menginjakkan kaki di SMA, Elaina bertemu dengan Ali yang merupakan seorang pengarang, semangatnya itu tertular pada Elaina dan membuatnya ingin kembali ke dunia Digital Art. Meski begitu, apakah Elaina akan berani menghadapi ketakutannya itu?

A boring life that quickly turned upside down. Join The protagonist as they navigate through lies , unsolved mysteries, long forgotten secrets. Along the way make new friends and try to get your life back on track. (You are the protagonist. )

"So you don't want me to see you only as money?" I said, walking around the table. He looked up from where he was sitting, facing me. I married this man for his money, but I have to admit that he was extremely handsome. You know those people who become giants wherever they go, you notice them immediately because everyone else is so small next to them. My husband was just like that. Isn't that why I married him in the first place? Because he was big enough for me to hide under his wings. But still... When I looked down on him like that, I felt so powerful, like I'd made a lion kneel before me. From where he was sitting, he was looking at me with such confidence that it made me want to challenge him. "So my beloved husband wants more now?" I said, continuing to approach. When I stopped in front of him, I grabbed his shoulders, made him lean back in the chair and sat on his lap. I was so slow that my husband, realizing that this was a challenge, never broke my game. Because I knew this was his favorite part of me. A man that everyone was afraid to talk to, let alone challenge, was being challenged at every turn by a woman half his size. Shouldn't that be funny to him? Because I thought it was very funny, but somehow I'm sure it was very hot for my husband. After I settled on his lap, I put my arms around his neck and "Then give me more." I said. He frowned at what I said. I knew he wouldn't like it because he was used to everyone giving him everything he wanted. No strings attached. Now I was asking him for something to get what he wanted and I must say I was used to getting everything I wanted. A wry smile appeared on his face. His hands were already wrapped around my hips as he said, "Would more bags, dresses or cars do the trick, wife?" Now he was challenging me. I shouldn't have fallen for it because it was his weapon. He was cheating by messing with my mind. I mean, I sat on his lap, but mine didn't count. I was allowed to cheat a little bit to beat him. Because I told you, anyone would feel small next to my husband and I needed to see desire in his eyes for a little confidence. So I rubbed against him a little and put one of my hands down on his chest. Instantly his gaze darkened and I continued my game. "See? How can I see a man who is always trying to give me more bags or more money as more than that?" I wasn't sure if he was listening to me because he was looking directly at my lips with his darkened gaze and his hands were caressing my thighs and he looked like he could attack me at any moment, but I knew he wasn't going to interrupt my show and he was going to savor every moment. Is it weird to compare my husband to a wild animal lurking around right now? It was hard enough to pay attention with his hands caressing my thighs, and if he kept looking at me like that for a while longer, I was definitely going to attack him. So I moved the hand that had been on his chest back up to his neck and got close to his ear. As I got closer, his hands gripped my thighs tighter. I may have rubbed a little bit, but I told you, I had the right to cheat. I wonder if he thought I looked like a lurking animal. "If you want me to see you as something more, husband, stop buying me expensive bags or cars every chance you get. I'm here and if you want it that bad, man up and come and get it." I said and placed a kiss between her neck and ear. I was extremely sexy right now and judging by the hands up my skirt I was on the right track but I needed one last stroke. I was going to say the same thing he'd said to me a couple of days ago and get my revenge for that day, and then I could enjoy myself for a while, because with hands on my bare buttocks and legs, my mind was starting to wander too. And this giant of a man wasn't the only one affected by these little tricks. After the kiss, I pulled back, looked into his blackened eyes, gave him the last stroke and finished my show. "If you've got the balls!"

Kirigaya Ryugamine is an unassuming middle school boy with a hidden gift for drawing, preferring to pour his emotions into his art rather than expose himself to judgment. His quiet life begins to change when he meets Kiryuin Shiina, a confident and composed girl who seems to have it all-but harbors a distance that no one can bridge. Through a chance meeting at the riverside and shared work at a part-time library job, the two form an unlikely bond, one that grows into something deeper, though neither dares to say it aloud. As high school begins, Kiryuin starts to change. Her once-assured demeanor shifts unexpectedly-at times warm and familiar, and at others distant, almost like a stranger. Kirigaya notices her growing avoidance of him and her peculiar interactions with a boy from their past, one she claims not to know yet later engages with as though they share a complicated history. Unable to comprehend the changes in her behavior, Kirigaya is drawn into a web of uncertainty. He wrestles with questions that have no answers: What is Kiryuin hiding? Why does her mood shift so drastically? And what is her connection to the boy who suddenly reappears in her life? As Kirigaya searches for the truth, he finds himself sketching the moments they once shared, hoping his art will hold the fragments of a love he fears may never be whole. In the quiet of spring, at the riverside where it all began, a bittersweet farewell awaits-a moment where love, mystery, and the weight of unspoken words converge.

Based on a True Story: A Journal of Life in an Orphanage – The Triumphs, Trials, and Tribulations

After losing her boyfriend in a car accident, days go by differently for Lilia and she is not really aware of how long it has been since the tragedy that changed her life forever. That is why, after a fight with her parents and being fired from her job, she goes on an adventure behind a girl with the same name from whom she had been receiving frequent emails, which had stopped from one moment to another. Lilia wants to find the girl of the same name as hers and find herself in the process.

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!