elevator landing

[Reunion at the beginning + Broken mirror reassembled + Bittersweet pull + Childhood sweethearts + Baby + Pure love + Sweet and torturous + Dramatic] Proud, cold, noble, and passionate Captain Fallen young lady, gentle flight doctor In the fifth year after their breakup, flight doctor Annelise Winter reunited with her first love in the bustling midnight airport. That night, his news of piloting Warner Airlines 8830 through a thunderstorm zone to land back in the country stirred great waves. He is the Crown Prince of Kybourne South Airlines. And also the youngest civil aviation captain. Young and beautiful girls swarmed around him like bees. But Annelise Winter was always left behind. The cold and noble Captain Warner never glanced at Dr. Winter. Until one day, Annelise left without a word. People saw Captain Warner alone in Dr. Winter's office, eyes red. —— When they met again, Annelise was holding the hand of a four-year-old girl. She said to the child, "Luna, call him Uncle." Elias Warner suppressed his emotions as he questioned, eyes crimson, "Whose child is this?" Dr. Winter calmly replied, "A child unrelated to you." So, during the five years she played and discarded him to go abroad, she had a child with another man. Looking at the man's desolate departing figure, little Luna obediently held her mother's hand. Perplexed. "Mom, isn't he Dad? Why should I call him Uncle?" …… In this world, perhaps no one loves Elias Warner more than Annelise Winter. At eight years old, she had a budding crush. At twenty years old, she separated from him. At twenty-five, they reunited. Every day and every night, she hoped he would return safely. Such a wait, it lasted five years.

A teenager became an experimental subject in a secret laboratory established by a country that was forbidden to cultivate. After he left the experimental base, he broke the restrictions and obtained an independent personality. Since then, in this great era of interstellar development, he has fought in all directions, stepped on the galaxy, and finally opened a new era for mankind.

Mu Yu, who had just started university, unintentionally downloaded a mysterious game and was brought to a strange and bizarre world, becoming the first player of the ‘Mystical World’. By chance, Mu Yu joined an ancient sect that had declined for a thousand years. He successfully repaired the sect’s supreme technique, the Secret Manual of Space and Time, and became its spacetime descendant. After three months, players officially logged into the Mystical World game. Mu Yu was already the pride of South Sky. Two years later, when the players had grown up, Mu Yu had already become the most dazzling Saint under the starry sky. …. At the foot of the Misty Cloud Mountain, a young girl in a white dress nestled in Mu Yu’s embrace as she cried, “I, Nalan Yanran, would rather die than marry that young master of the Xiao family. I only wish to marry you in this life.” “Ding!” You have successfully triggered a 3-star mission! to help Nalan Yanran go to the Xiao family to end the engagement! ” “Wait a minute, this script isn’t right. Can’t we just not do it?” Mu Yu felt like crying. “Either do it or die! ” The System pulled out a 10m long broadsword. “Stop, I can’t do it…” Mu Yu submitted. @@@@@@@@@@@@@ I'm just re-posting this novel from babel novel. All credit go to original author. Also unlike other novels that I re-post this one has so many versions in different website, so I can only post 1 chapter at a time.

A teenager became an experimental subject in a secret laboratory established by a country that was forbidden to cultivate. After he left the experimental base, he broke the restrictions and obtained an independent personality. Since then, in this great era of interstellar development, he has fought in all directions, stepped on the galaxy, and finally opened a new era for mankind.

When Tony Watkins discovers a dead man in the elevator of his apartment building, he has no idea there will be more murders. When the second body is found, he and his friends at the club he goes to put their heads together to try to figure out what's happening and who the killer might be.<br><br>Kirk Logan is a man with problems. At twenty-nine, he still isn't out to his parents. On top of that, Tony thinks he's easy -- which is true -- and will have nothing to do with him, even though he wants to help Tony solve the murders. That is until he finally opens up to Tony about why he's the way he is.<br><br>What Tony learns about Kirk, in addition to a third murder, changes everything. Can Tony deal with his feelings for Kirk while trying, if possible, not to become the next murder victim?

“ DO NOT LOOK BACK. “ A story where a group of friends decided to mess around by playing the infamous elevator game: a door to the otherworld. Inspired by the Elevator Game. PLEASE DO NOT PLAY IT IN REAL LIFE FOR IT IS A DANGEROUS GAME. I HAVE NEVER PLAYED THIS GAME IN REAL LIFE AND JUST DEPENDED ON THE STORIES ABOUT THIS. ‼️ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ‼️

I love you and you.....! What are you doing? It seems you only love my money. I am here with good news. I was so happy since morning and you...! here, you are stealing money from my bag, Shen said while sobbing. Shen was not angry with him because he was taking money from her bag but because she has seen something worse about him...on her best day. * Shen this is not true, Sen grabbed her from her arms and said. * Sen....! I saw you by myself, Shen told while sobbing and with a shattering voice. She added, It's been two years of our wedding but...! After two years of wedding, they (Shen and Sen) got divorced. But after five years they met again in a business deal. Shen when saw Sen she got shocked. *How is he here? she thought. * How...! What will happen when they met again through a business? Will they fall for each other again? and if, then how? what did Shen see that they get divorced?

The elevator stank of burnt wiring and adrenal sweat. Lucas Hayes came to consciousness with his cheek pressed against cold steel, the floor vibrating with the machine's perpetual ascent. A cracked display panel flickered: DAY 9 | SAFETY DURATION 00:03:44. Three warped tones echoed as the system imprinted directly onto his retinas: [Precognitive Matrix Activated] [Sector Transition Imminent] His vision fractured into augmented reality overlays. Bloodshot eyes darted between floating diagnostics: [Destination: Floor 248] Threat Classification: Standard Biohazards (Homo corruptus) x20 Recommended Arsenal: Bladed weapons (76% efficacy) Reward Manifest: Silver Cache (Full eradication required) Lucas gripped the shock-baton strapped to his thigh, its ceramic surface still smeared with luminescent fungal spores from yesterday's skirmish. The elevator's speakers emitted a decaying piano chord as new text scrolled through static: [Destination: Floor 249] Containment Unit: Obsidian Reliquary (SCP-XXXX Variant) Threat Level: White (Placid) His boot tapped rhythm against the floor where Natalie Evans had bled out seven cycles ago. The memory played in crystal clarity - her screams syncing perfectly with the elevator's current pitch-shifted rendition of Clair de Lune. [Destination: Floor 250] Entity Designation: Noctis lamia (Cognitive Hazard Class C)* Survival Probability: 41.2±18% The control panel erupted in fractal patterns as reality glitched. Lucas glimpsed William Carter's skeleton key lodged in the emergency brake slot - the same key that had melted through three layers of Kevlar when its owner died. "Beta protocol. Always beta." He smashed blood-crusted knuckles against the floor selector. The elevator screamed in harmonic resonance as it deviated from its programmed path.

Erica: Get out of here now! I screamed, I could feel my throat burning. My voice rose from the depths of my lungs and as a Tingling spread all over my body. The power of my phrase being so great that it became what all of me anxiously yelled. The monster to disappear, to leave now, to no longer exist. He took a step backwards Inadvertently, as if he received a push from my hand, a kick from my leg, as I accepted from him.

In a world where magic is merely a myth and the mundane rules all, there was little hope for those who dared to dream. The skies were grey, the land barren, and the people resigned to their bleak existence. It seemed as though the very fabric of reality was against them, mocking their every attempt at happiness. But little did they know, a darkness was brewing, one that would threaten to consume them all.