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Kit and Kat are childhood friends growing up in the United States of Arizona, a state not historically known for embracing other cultures. Will their friendship survive? Or will Kit be pulled back into his white washed world while Kat gets pulled into her safety by numbers Latino neighborhood.

Someone -- or something -- is causing magical blizzards at Fairleigh Hall. The estate is suffering, and the Earl has requested assistance.<br><br>Constable Kit Thompson, of Bow Street’s Preternatural Division, isn’t especially thrilled to be sent out to the country. At least the assignment gets him away from fashionable London society and his own unwanted celebrity after successfully solving a notorious case. Of course, he’s now trapped at a country estate due to closed roads, snowstorms, and magic, but Kit’s always liked solving puzzles. He’s good at using empathic skills for investigations, and this is definitely a challenge. Besides, the Earl’s younger brother is an irritating and delicious temptation, all blue eyes and muscles and boundless enthusiastic optimism. Kit wants to either shake sense into him or kiss him senseless -- and can’t trust him, either, because if someone’s genuinely sabotaging the weather, everyone’s a suspect.<br><br>Harry Arden, younger brother of the Earl of Fairleigh, has never met a Preternatural Division constable before, much less a famous and celebrated one. He wants to help. And he wants to make that attractive but cynical constable smile, at least once. But the estate hides a family secret, and Harry knows perfectly well Kit doesn’t trust him ... and for good reason. Still, Harry offers to do what he can to assist with the investigation, and if that means spending more time with Kit, that’s a bonus. <br><br>When Harry and Kit end up caught by those magical storms, snowed in together at the old hunting lodge, they’ll have to trust each other with their secrets ... and their hearts.

They called it justice. It was just maintenance. In The Span—a dome city where mercy is a contract and sin is a renewable resource—death-row convicts are reborn as Chain Dogs collared enforcers wired for obedience and leased to a system that feeds on its own crimes. Arden Reik, a condemned gang survivor, wakes from his own execution with a leash bolted to his spine and a second chance that already feels like another sentence. Assigned to Division Ø7, he joins a unit of broken legends—Darius Kell, the veteran whose mind houses something monstrous; Seraphine Vega, a thief who weaponizes beauty; Kai Drayven, a hacker who trusts algorithms more than people; and Lyra, an artificial ghost who dreams in human frequencies. Together, they hunt “malfunctions” in the city’s justice machinery—terrorists, rogue AIs, and cults worshipping the machine itself. But with every mission, Ø7 uncovers fragments of a darker truth: that The Span’s divine order runs on human consciousness, and that their own collars may be training something far greater—and far hungrier—than any god. As the city exhales its ghosts, Arden must decide what freedom means when rebellion itself is another product line. Cyberpunk noir meets theological horror—a story of five sinners trying to stay human in a world that recycles the soul.

the world entered an apocalypse and 100,000 people are dragged into a 'game' where they will have to build a shelter capable of withstanding all kinds of natural disasters and radioactive monsters while they themselves increase their strength. [the conditions to be returned to their world are to survive for two years while increasing their strength and reinforcing their shelter or die on the way].

Kit is torn between two lovers and some dangerous people are after her.

Winlu took his time finishing up his routine software development work in his home office. He had completed this week's contract deadline on time, but when he fell asleep, he transmigrated. He woke up in a cultivation world. But there seemed to be something different about his situation. His virtual desktop and IDE tools followed him to this new world and mutated. Follow him as he tries to handle the challenges this new situation brings him.

This is a story of a transmigration with great and charm setting out to say 5h3 world

When the world shattered and dungeons erupted across London, Arjun Mehra didn’t awaken a powerful class or a rare mark—he tripped, fell, and accidentally killed a dungeon boss. Now he’s stuck with a mythic legacy no one understands, a cursed system that only activates when he defeats final bosses himself, and a glowing crown mark that keeps attracting attention he really doesn’t want. Worse? He can’t even enter dungeons solo anymore. Teamed up with powerful (and weirdly interested) Awakened women, Arjun just wants to survive, steal the kill, and maybe get lunch afterward. But with each victory, he inherits the terrifying power—and memories—of ancient Dungeon Kings. London’s dungeons are getting deadlier. Arjun’s powers are getting stranger. And his harem? Completely accidental. He’s not a hero. He’s not a leader. He’s just the guy who keeps accidentally becoming both.

Set in the Rexhart Kingdom, One of 3 Human Domains where Magic is ever present and a key driving force in the advancement of Human kind. Jude Rexhart, The first prince of Rexhart Kingdom, learns of the weight of Power, both in Magic and as Royalty. This is a story of how Jude Rexhart leaves his mark on history! ——————————————————————————— This is my first time ever writing a novel, so please do leave comments on what’s good about the chapters/story and what needs improvement. Any help will do, Thanks

it's almost like when you're tired but not sure of what when you want to do something but you don't have the energy to,, and when you need something but don't have the resources to get it That's what being exhausted is like to me- what is it like to you?? ** I'd like you to follow me into this journey so we can both follow the concept of genuinely being tired but not understanding why, I'm pretty sure that most teenagers feel the exact same way and it's frustrating sometimes really, when neither our friends nor family gets why we are like this, we could try and try to do things to make the people around us happier but really, are we happy ourselves? I should tell you, that cheerfullness should start with yourself and if it doesn't then it leads you to be miserable sooner or later, many of us make mistakes but the biggest mistake is relying on another person to guarantee that happiness for you, when you could just do it for yourself You get lazy overtime and nothing really starts to make sense anymore and when it does it just begins to hurt you we've all been through or are going through the stage or adolescence and most of the time it feels like entire world burdens us with their problems when really, they don't, we just seem to see it that way because we feel unloved and have the urge to give ourselves the love we deserve many go down the wrong path to do that, paths which leads to drugs and other stuff in common, sooner or later you're being judged for your choices, when really no one understands tell me now, could you relate?