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At 16, Stacy Evans dropped out of high school in the hopes of moving on with his life. But four years later, he's stuck in an abusive relationship with Lamar, a "friend with benefits," and works long hours at a dead-end job just to get by.<br><br>Then his mother enrolls him in a program to earn his GED. There he meets Darian, a woodshop teacher who is everything Stacy's friends are not -- smart, successful ... and who seems to take a personal interest in helping Stacy turn his life around. The two develop a rapport that keeps Stacy after school just to spend extra time with him. In intimate moments alone, they grow closer than just student and teacher.<br><br>On the right track for once, Stacy has a chance to choose between his troublesome past and a promising future with Darian. But his jealous friends won't let him go so easily.

“Clear!” The word hit the air like thunder. The room snapped with light as the defibrillator pads slammed against my chest. My body jerked once—hard—then fell back against the cold hospital bed. A sharp beep spiked, then flattened again. Somewhere beyond the white glare and noise, I heard her. “Ethan!” Clara’s voice cut through the static, raw and terrified. The sound of it was enough to drag me halfway back to life. I tried to move, to reach for her hand, but my arm wouldn’t listen. “Mrs. Vale, you need to leave.” The doctor’s tone was steady but firm. “No—please, I can’t—” Then her voice broke. A nurse’s shoes squeaked against the floor as they pulled her away. I caught a glimpse of her through my half-closed eyes — her hair messy, her face streaked with tears, her hands reaching for me until the door swallowed her. The air smelled like antiseptic and burnt plastic. I could hear the machines shouting numbers, the doctors muttering commands I couldn’t process. And in the middle of it all, her last words echoed in my head. Words she had whispered only minutes before the world went white. “Ethan, I’m pregnant.” Pregnant. The syllables fell through me like stones. The kind of secret that should have been the start of everything — not the end. My chest burned. The room blurred. Somewhere in the haze, I tried to form the words, I love you. Maybe they came out. Maybe they didn’t. The heart monitor screamed again. Hands pressed against my ribs. The rhythm of life — forced, mechanical, desperate. And still, all I could think of was Clara’s face. The way she smiled when she was trying not to cry. The way she looked at me the day we stood in front of that register, signing our names into forever. If this was the finish line, I wasn’t ready to cross it. Not yet. Not when she had just told me there was more of us out there — growing, waiting. My breath stuttered once. The light dimmed around the edges. And as everything began to fade, I swore I heard her voice again, just outside the door. Soft. Breaking. “Don’t you dare leave me, Ethan Vale. The beeping flattened into one long, steady note. And then — nothing. I thought I had died. But, then I woke up... I wasn't me anymore...?

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It's a pure comedy. The comedic journey of three friends who are the Ruler of the Universes. They came to complete their last objective. Let's start their hilarious adventure. Even turning the most tragic in to comedy. [ Most of the characters are taken from different mythologies.] It will be quite fast paced. And a lots of grammar mistakes. Enjoy.

Der Rote Drache kam aus den weiten wilden Ödlanden und begehrte alle Kraft in der Welt. Einst trug er zahllose Titel: Zornvolle Flamme des Berges, Höllisches Unheil, Der Karminkaiser, Aschedrache...... Die Welt zitterte unter dem Schatten der riesigen Drachen. Er entfachte den Wahnsinn der magischen industriellen Revolution; im Reich, das er errichtete, brüllten Wywern, Artillerie feuerte im Einklang, und stählerne Bestien erschienen am Himmel und auf dem Land, während Katastrophen aus einer anderen Welt überall wüteten. "Unterwerft euch, oder sterbt." Cassius breitete seine Flügel aus, verdunkelte die Sonne und blickte auf die zitternden Menschen, Elfen und Zwerge unter ihm herab, während er dies sprach. ...... Es ist eine Geschichte über einen Roten Drachen mit einer Spielervorlage, der eine alternative Welt erobert, beherrscht und verändert. (Pseudo von DnD, Die Vierte Katastrophe, Roter Drache)

[A Resilient, Fiery Rebel's Daughter x A Righteous and Imposing Minister of the Court of Judicial Review] Jie Xiangsi has a secret. She is not the real Jie Xiangsi, but the reincarnated daughter of a traitor—Xiao Yan. To clear her clan's name, she deliberately approaches her mortal enemy from her past life, Zhou Yanzhi, the current Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, using Jie Xiangsi's identity as his distant cousin, carefully maneuvering and deliberately flirting. Despite their numerous clashes in her past life, she underestimated the extent to which this official was "unromantic." He mistakenly entered her boudoir, his apology gift being a copy of "The Coroner's Record of Corpse Dissection"; she was accidentally injured, and he took over applying medicine, but without blinking, he tore open her wound, saying to her solemnly, "Cousin, a short pain is better than a long one." Xie Xiangsi couldn't help but fall silent. Could she really win over this high-and-mighty beauty? Yet, on the very night she turned to leave, she was locked in Dali Temple prison by a pair of familiar handcuffs. Before the dark racks, the person who ordered her to be bound had reddened eyes, approaching her and whispering: "So everything you did... was just to overturn the case?" "Did you ever truly have me in your heart?" Xie Xiangsi stared at the walls full of torture instruments, remaining silent. Was this question a wrong answer, one from which she could never escape? But the answer she received wasn't punishment...

Evan Rios, a burned-out 42-year-old line cook, inherits his grandmother’s shuttered diner and a dog-eared ledger that reads more like scripture than recipes. When he serves one simple bowl of soup, something opens under his sternum—a Hearth that turns heat, aroma, taste, and texture into living meridians. Each dish he crafts can unlock a Palate Gate—Umami, Sweet, Bitter, Sour, Salty, Heat, Aroma, Texture—refining power only by feeding people who truly need it. But the city’s “White Aprons” regulate Savor like contraband, the Butcher’s Knot hoards ingredients, and a rival chef grows strong on empty hunger. Pop-up duels, market raids, and ethics-in-every-bite battles force Evan to choose: chase power, or serve it. In a world where flavor shapes fate, service starts when you breathe—and every bowl is a vow.

The duchess's scheme, female lead: Vanessa male lead: Henry insta: Araflyxx thank you for reading!!!

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!