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Xander is the most popular, most sought after senior in Bright Moon Pack, and Isabelle is the most unnoticed student to ever set foot on Bright Moon High. Xander is a werewolf, the future alpha of Bright Moon Pack, the strongest pack in all of the werewolf world. Isabelle is an ordinary human; an orphan whose father left them why she is still a baby and a mother who died when she was still twelve years old. What happens when Isabelle gets mated to Xander and is unknowingly pulled into their world? What happens when every mysterious thing that has been happening to her since she turned eighteen gets connected to her fate as Xander's mate. And what happens when they learn that Isabelle is the fated, most awaited Destiny Slayer? The only one fated to defeat the Destroyer, the chaos-maker whose only purpose of existence is destroy not just the supernatural world but also the human world. Will their love be enough for them to survive the challenges that are meant to destroy them? Will their love be enough to save their pack, their world and the world of the supernatural's as well as the humans? Will their love be enough to strengthen Isabelle and face her fate as the Destiny Slayer?

Angela y Thomas, alias Fidel y Clinton, dos posiciones opuestas, una sola pasión. Un día aparece Thomas Green en su clase de Moral y Cívica aparentando saber más sobre política que Angela, la política del instituto Reed, sus padres divorciados, pequeño crush de su casi mejor amigo, pero ella no lo sabe. El siendo nacionalista, ella siendo globalista, el siendo socialista, ella siendo capitalista, el siendo de izquierdas, ella siendo de derechas, el siendo conservador, ella siendo liberal. Un debate, una oportunidad, un ganador.

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A mysterious storyteller huddles by a campfire at the edge of a well trodden path. He waits as curious travellers gather by the fireside, the embers acting as a beacon in the night. Finally, he speaks. His voice is smooth, as if well used. His movements and words captivate the growing audience. He speaks omnisciently, sparing no details, as if he were there himself. Story after story, he weaves together. The audience loses track of where one ends and another begins. They soon come to understand, the stories are far more than they seem. Wild fragments, gathered by the storyteller; woven together to paint a vast tapestry. Unwittingly, you have already joined his audience.

Zayne Ward knows two things better than anyone: how to fight and how to survive. But survival doesn’t pay the rent. Not in a broken city where gangs rule the streets and the only thing colder than the concrete is the silence in his apartment. By day, Zayne stocks groceries and scrapes by. By night, he dreams of escaping the hole life buried him in—until a mysterious offer changes everything: Step into the ring. Win. Get paid.

What happens when you get reincarnated to a world with powers? Will you swallow the truth? Can you rise to the top? Phineas was just reincarnated into a world far different from what he was used to. As he tries to regain his memories, he is cornered by the truths of the new world. Will a new skill be acquired? Is it worth the price?

Gabriela, a girl who lives by herself, discovers that she is more than just a nobody and has to fight Alex in order to restore what he has taken.

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!