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They called it justice. It was just maintenance. In The Span—a dome city where mercy is a contract and sin is a renewable resource—death-row convicts are reborn as Chain Dogs collared enforcers wired for obedience and leased to a system that feeds on its own crimes. Arden Reik, a condemned gang survivor, wakes from his own execution with a leash bolted to his spine and a second chance that already feels like another sentence. Assigned to Division Ø7, he joins a unit of broken legends—Darius Kell, the veteran whose mind houses something monstrous; Seraphine Vega, a thief who weaponizes beauty; Kai Drayven, a hacker who trusts algorithms more than people; and Lyra, an artificial ghost who dreams in human frequencies. Together, they hunt “malfunctions” in the city’s justice machinery—terrorists, rogue AIs, and cults worshipping the machine itself. But with every mission, Ø7 uncovers fragments of a darker truth: that The Span’s divine order runs on human consciousness, and that their own collars may be training something far greater—and far hungrier—than any god. As the city exhales its ghosts, Arden must decide what freedom means when rebellion itself is another product line. Cyberpunk noir meets theological horror—a story of five sinners trying to stay human in a world that recycles the soul.

Set in the Rexhart Kingdom, One of 3 Human Domains where Magic is ever present and a key driving force in the advancement of Human kind. Jude Rexhart, The first prince of Rexhart Kingdom, learns of the weight of Power, both in Magic and as Royalty. This is a story of how Jude Rexhart leaves his mark on history! ——————————————————————————— This is my first time ever writing a novel, so please do leave comments on what’s good about the chapters/story and what needs improvement. Any help will do, Thanks

it's almost like when you're tired but not sure of what when you want to do something but you don't have the energy to,, and when you need something but don't have the resources to get it That's what being exhausted is like to me- what is it like to you?? ** I'd like you to follow me into this journey so we can both follow the concept of genuinely being tired but not understanding why, I'm pretty sure that most teenagers feel the exact same way and it's frustrating sometimes really, when neither our friends nor family gets why we are like this, we could try and try to do things to make the people around us happier but really, are we happy ourselves? I should tell you, that cheerfullness should start with yourself and if it doesn't then it leads you to be miserable sooner or later, many of us make mistakes but the biggest mistake is relying on another person to guarantee that happiness for you, when you could just do it for yourself You get lazy overtime and nothing really starts to make sense anymore and when it does it just begins to hurt you we've all been through or are going through the stage or adolescence and most of the time it feels like entire world burdens us with their problems when really, they don't, we just seem to see it that way because we feel unloved and have the urge to give ourselves the love we deserve many go down the wrong path to do that, paths which leads to drugs and other stuff in common, sooner or later you're being judged for your choices, when really no one understands tell me now, could you relate?

Una heroína y una villana, una lucha entre el bien y el mal, pero qué pasa si no tienes claro quién es quién...

What if you encounter an exhibitionist? How would you react if a stranger pleasuring himself in front of you in a public place? [Tagalog story] Copyright © 2019 by MaristMolleda All Rights Reserved Copying, usage, transmission, or reproduction of this work in whole or in part in any form by any means is strictly forbidden without any permission or consent from the writer. The story is a product of imagination and concept of the writer. If some scenes are familiar to the incidents happened to real life are just coincidental and merely invention.

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The bell rang through my ears as I realized I had Maths again. The irritation escaped my mouth like a growl and Alisha once again snickered, thus poking fun at my misfortune. The concept of English was something I thoroughly enjoyed as explaining your thought processes and ideas about the world was something I genuinely enjoyed. Everyone around me called me a dreamer. However, one day I will show just how powerful this dreamer can be. Khadija is a fiery, passionate girl who will always defend herself whereas Khalil is quite the opposite, he is charming and sentimental with strong qualities to him also.

Nurul lives a peaceful and beautiful life with her two best friends Aifaa and Dee. She never did unpleasant things to other people including them. Just a little tease and joking around. Not until one day, she suffers and sudden coughing blood made her feel weak and just about to die. "Am I going to die soon?" "No cure, isn't it?" "I'm right, aren't I?" And since then, she was not fully herself when one of her classmates was spiteful in silence and dissatisfied with everything she did. No one knows until..... THE REVELATIONS.

After three years of marriage, to save another woman, Gu Mingyu became An Xiangrong's legal husband and brought his first love into their home. At that moment, An Xiangrong became a joke as she watched herself step into endless hell. Some say that to love someone is heartbreaking. An Xiangrong says, to love someone can cost you your life. She wasted her youth, and for the remainder of her life, she only wanted to live well with her child. From then on, the world was vast. You cherish your first love, and I'll find my new husband. Gu Mingyu, heart and liver aching in anger, said, "An Xiangrong, how could you be so ruthless?" An Xiangrong responded with a smile, "Not nearly as much as a tenth of what you've done to me before."

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!