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Eons ago, in a time very distant from memory, there was an age of great fighters known as the Jo-lan. Each Jo-lan fighter was gifted with a unique elemental ability and used their abilities to protect their villages. During the time of the Jo-lan, there was peace and rapid development. That was...until the rise of an evil warlord called Innovain. Innovain was the greatest Jo-lan warrior there ever was. His power was unmatched even by the masters of the Jo-lan martial arts. He had mastered the Jo-lan arts to such a degree that legend refers to him as the Jo-lan-ryu. This was mainly because he had the power to transform into a double-headed black dragon known by all as Souryu. Due to this people started referring to him as Kuroi Ryuu. Unfortunately, even his evil outmatched his power. Innovain fought against the other Jo-lan fighters and brought them to the brink of extinction. The whole world lived in fear of him. However, there were a few brave warriors who challenged Innovain in the hopes of creating a bright future for the next generation. A young boy called Josec Fenix renounces the art of fighting after witnessing the murder of his father. Years later, circumstances force him to take up the art of fighting and redeem the image of all fallen Jo-lan Warriors.

I never saw his face. I only breathed him in. He passed me once—on a crowded platform, just long enough for the scent of his cologne to reach me. It wasn’t just a smell. It was a memory I’d never lived, a heartbeat I’d never heard. And in that one breath, I fell. Now I chase a ghost made of fragrance and fantasy. Friends call it obsession. I call it fate. He doesn’t know I exist. But I’m about to change that. A story about the chemistry we can’t explain, the strangers who leave a mark, and the magic of falling for someone who may not even be real.

Ini kisah tentang seorang Joy Deolinda Queta yang cantik dengan beribu rahasia. Juga tentang Joseph Deon Kaili si dewa kemakmuran dalam mitologi Yunani. Diawali dengan pertemuan yang klise di sebuah sekolah di Jakarta, membuat Joy dan Joseph menjadi semakin akrab dan menjalin hubungan. Sayangnya ini bukan cerita tentang seorang gadis lugu, polos, dan perhatian bertemu dengan seorang geng laki-laki tampan di sekolah ternama. Joy yang cantik lebih dari sekedar itu. Joy memiliki seribu macam rahasia yang tak terduga.

Her Heart Stirred First, But His Sank Deeper They say nothing is as beautiful as falling in love. But what if love is found where it was never meant to exist? **Samira Chakraborty** is a dreamer trapped in a loveless world, taking refuge in fairy tales and stories of love that never found her. Born into a family where her existence was her only fault-simply for being a girl-Samira longs for the kind of love she's only read about, a love that's safe, freeing, and real. **Ahan Chaudhury** was once a prince with a warm smile, the kindest soul in the room. Now, he's a solitary king, haunted by the loss of his first love, Trithi Besterwitch. Where joy once bloomed in his heart, only shadows remain. Bound by a marriage of convenience, both are clear: this is a relationship without love, only responsibility. But fate has other plans. Life has a funny way of leading us toward paths we never dreamed of, to people we never expected. Though Samira's heart is soft and open, Ahan's is guarded and scarred. She finds herself drawn to him, her heart falling deeply despite the rules they've set. And when she confesses, all she hears is, "I'm sorry," before he turns away, leaving her heart shattered. Can these two souls find healing together, or are their worlds simply too far apart? Will Samira's love and resilience be enough to tear down the walls around Ahan's heart? Or will his grief and past loss stand as an insurmountable barrier? Discover a story of love, heartbreak, and healing in this tale of two souls bound by fate but separated by the scars they bear. --- *Disclaimer:* This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, events, or stories is purely coincidental. All characters and settings are fictional, and images sourced from Pinterest and Google are used only for illustrative purposes. *Please enjoy the story with an open heart. If it's not to your taste, kindly exit respectfully.*

What happens are death? Some say that Death or the body is the death of the couciousness or soul, returning to etenal nothingness. Some religions say that after death your soul either ascends to heaven or descends to eternal damnation. Bai Tian on his deathbed turns back time and returns to 2010 to his freshman year in University. With his knowledge of the first life, he avoids major deathflags and try to resolve his regret from his time.

In the year 2000, dungeons with swarming monsters emerged out of nowhere. While those atrocities devoured the planet, humanity had no countermeasures. At the most desperate times, The Mysterious Tower rose from its slumber. “Welcome, challenger! Do you wish to commence your trial?” After graduating from APA - Awakener preparation academy, young and non-ambitious Lita sets foot inside The Tower. “I hope to receive a great main skill… I wish to have healing abilities since healers receive lots of money and prestige without risking their lives. Actually, any useful utility type skill would do….” Her dreams got utterly crushed. “Where am I? I thought they tossed me into the frozen river. Is this the underworld? Are you perhaps an angel?” bewildered, the man raised his brows. “It was a fun ride; my disciples will carry on the rest. Still, it’s quite regretful.”

Woh din normal tha — ek boring sa school day. Lekin us ek nazar ne mera dil kuch alag mehsoos karwaya. Woh larka RM... uski muskurahat mein kuch tha — shayad kuch aisa jo kabhi mila hi nahi tha. Usne meri taraf dekha bhi nahi, par mere andar kuch badal gaya."

"Beware, oh Light. For when your Herald falls, so begin the drums of war." World eating beasts, gods that are supposed to be gone, an evil sect of the powerful elite planning from the shadows, A dead Herald of light and Heralds that cannot sing anymore. Wierd new Krystals that are killing people. Yup, The Empire is a drum of fuel soaked shtak waiting for one little match, and I just might be it. My name is Aletta Cologne, and yesterday if I was asked to introduce myself I would've said; bounty hunter by day, bounty hunter by night. Antiquities dealer every weekend, Scholastic Historian when I've got the time. The only thing cool about my life is the fact that I am best friends with a Herald. Heralds are the glue that holds The Iragan Empire together. Ordained by the Great Mother herself to sing her prophecies and make life so much easier for the rest of us. That all changes when my mother; THE Herald of Light, is murdered, and the heralds begin to lose their mana, fulfilling a three-thousand-year-old prophecy. The Nazgul are world eating creatures of the dark that have been locked out of this dimension for thousands of years. They have never stopped searching for a point of entry. Without the Herald of light, we are the weakest there is. If we do not find my mother's killer, then her soul cannot anoint the new Herald. Without the Herald of Light to keep the Velos gate closed the Nazgul will come through and consume our existence. Oh, and there is a shadowy sect of the Elite plotting to rip power from the heralds. I shouldn't have gotten out of bed this morning.

Jojo suddenly find himself at the center of the apocalypse, watch how a mundane human struggle himself just to face the sad reality of the world, without the law, chaos ruled the world, without love, grief and misery rule yourself. Humans and monster, who posses more threat, the latter or maybe the former? using his cunningness and a little bit of luck maybe he can fight his way out... and also takes a bath ****** This novel takes place in apocalyptic world, there is also power ups but not that so severe just fine, i guess? haha

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