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Lydia, who grew up with her grandmother in a remote village, was finally taken back to the wealthy mansion. Only then did she realize that this was the result of her sickly grandmother kneeling down and begging her mother, who had long become a wealthy lady. However, her mother warned her sternly in private, "You can never call me mom! You can only call me auntie! Remember that?" The moment she entered the house, her mother's son and daughter, who were born in a wealthy family, took turns picking on her and humiliating her. What greeted her was always her mother's mocking words, "They are my babies, and you are just my niece. We eat and drink well, so what if you give in to them?" She knew that her mother might do something crazy to hide her secret. Good! Nobody can be relied on! I'll rely on myself! After surviving university, the female protagonist packed her luggage and exclaimed, "What rich family? I don't care anymore!" The female protagonist ran away from home and entered the entertainment industry! With her superb acting skills, an experienced director offered her an olive branch. Thousands of fans went crazy for her. She was invited to a charity dinner by the wealthiest man on the Fortune List. Someone even bought a big screen at Times Square to celebrate her birthday. While everyone was crazy about her, a mysterious man bought all the headlines and announced, "Thank you for liking my fiancée! But, I'm the one who loves her the most!"

The dust of a small Texas town settled around Tessica Raleigh, a world away from the familiar outskirts of Dodge City, Kansas. She didn't expect much from this "Podunk" place, certainly not excitement. Her life revolved around the rhythm of the seasons, the annual harvest of wheat and corn that her family meticulously managed. Her true sanctuary wasn't a quiet room or a bustling city street; it was the cab of a combine or a tractor, the steady hum of the engine a comforting presence as she plowed and harvested the crops. Romance was a distant, practically nonexistent, concept in her demanding schedule. Her parents, meanwhile, basked in their perceived wealth from the successful harvests, seemingly oblivious to anything beyond their financial comfort. On the Triple R Ranch, Logan Ray was living a different, yet equally focused, life. His days were steeped in the traditions of the ranch, a legacy passed down by his dad and uncles. His sophomore year had been smooth sailing, and he felt no anxieties about stepping into junior year. The only real pressure came from his friends, who relentlessly teased him about getting a girlfriend. Logan, however, had his priorities set on his studies and the demanding work of the ranch. He found far more interest in the intricacies of cattle and crops than in high school dating. This focus, however, sometimes made him a target for Kale Edwards, Sawyer Edwards' oldest son, whose animosity often manifested in physical blows.

[Two Chapters/Day... Unless I'm really busy. Like I am til the 20th.] What weight would you put on life? Is it something sacred? Or something you can just toss aside the second it gets inconvenient? Would you consider life to be a sum of all lively experiences or just the art of existing? Even if the existence itself was empty? Elyan was but a human who didn't know how to answer any of those. But humans can learn, they can grow, after all, they are alive. This is the tale of a man trying to get back up on his feet after everyone he knew left him to rot. This is a tale about trying to find meaning through the absence of life. A tale trying to explore death. This is a tale recalling the rise of Death Incarnate. *** Art by taekwonkim. I did not commission this god-tier artist. https://discord.gg/dkSzcwa3DM (character design and more) [THIS RE-UPLOAD IS JUST TO CHECK IF I'M GETTING SHADOWBANNED OR NOT. CUZ THE NUMBERS DON'T MATCH UP.]

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"Jika waktu ini habis apa aku akan kembali?." "Tentu kau akan kembali dan semua akan seperti semula." apa aku bermimpi aku mendengar seseorang berbicara pada ku?. walau samar aku mendengar nya, BERISIK.... Dia mengusik telingaku DIAAAMMMM..... !!!! ........ "Hanya aku tak ingin waktu ini habis."

Sasha is a Gold digger with daddy issues, finding her match...someone, with a lot of Principle Ash...with sexual tensions...rising between her and her sugardaddy, on why her sugar daddy never touched her... but... for some reason... very touchy to this new butler; Ash. Sasha has suspicions... But she can't help.... falling in love, on Ash before everything else. What would happen next?

"But even in the darkness I could still see his soul, and its color was a deep blue." His soul is shattering, reaching out to anyone willing to take it and put it back together, but all her efforts to help him only result in their suffering.

Heroes. Icons of hope. Defenders of the weak. They are not bound by duty, nor are they compelled by law. And yet, they rise. They stand between chaos and order, not because they must, but because they choose to. That choice—the willingness to fight for others—is what makes them more than just people with powers. It makes them legends. Every child dreams of being one. Of soaring through the skies, of standing tall against the forces of evil, of hearing their name chanted by the people they save. To be strong. To be admired. To matter. Kevin Trades once shared that dream. But dreams are fragile things. The cold wind howled past his ears as he plummeted. The night sky stretched above him, a canvas of stars indifferent to the boy who had just been thrown from a rooftop. The world around him blurred, city lights twisting into streaks of yellow and white. His body twisted midair, arms flailing as he reached for anything—something—to stop his fall. But there was nothing. Only gravity’s cruel embrace pulling him down, faster and faster. Then—impact. Pain exploded through his body. He hit the pavement hard, his vision flashing white before turning to darkness. For a moment, there was nothing but silence. The world felt distant, like a bad dream he couldn’t wake from. Then, the taste of metal filled his mouth. A weak cough escaped his lips, splattering liquid onto the cold concrete beneath him. He forced his eyes open, the dim glow of a nearby streetlight illuminating the substance pooling by his face. It wasn’t red. Blue. A deep, rich blue, glistening under the light like liquid sapphire. Kevin’s breath hitched. His trembling fingers reached out, touching the unnatural blood oozing from his lips. It was real. Something inside him stirred. A realization. A possibility. Maybe… just maybe… He could become a hero.

Kisah perjalanan dua rakan, Maya dan Kausar yang mahu pulang dari bercuti tetapi tersadai di dunia separa fantasi. Mereka terpaksa membantu penduduk Blume sebelum boleh kembali ke dunia yang nyata. Selamat membaca!

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!