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As a young lady from a very humble beginning, after marrying her crush, a man of her dreams, Ishtar thought that life was smoothly moving exactly how she calculated, not until another woman _ the true love of her husband resurfaced. And now, once a calm way of life, filled with a beautiful love story and legit wealth, along the way became a tough game of survival for her. When hush life tides kicked her out of her marriage with a three days old new-born _ all the way to finding herself become an assassin when she's left with amnesia and she cannot remember how she got hurt, only heavens were to have her back.

She was the forgotten princess of a small kingdom. He was the newly crowned prince of the most powerful kingdom. Together they are unstoppable as they take back her kingdom from the clutches of war and power hungry people. You said that it was ‘improper’ for a lady to own a sword. Behold, a sword fit for a queen.

Song Ran is an illustrator for children’s books. He has pastel arts, a pastel personality, and a pastel life. One day, he met four-years-old Bubu. Bubu and his father, who has an A+ for success, wealth, and looks, but a F- for childcare, stumble into Song Ran’s world just like that. When fairy tales meet a lonely child, when warm-toned 8012A meets cool-toned 8012B; this is a story about family and love.

In the pastel world of Necrovia, the undead live ordinary lives. Zombies go to school, get married, work, sing, and dream—just like humans once did. Society is peaceful, colorful, and perfectly preserved under the rule of President Lazarus Morthwright, who keeps the harmony of the zombie nation. His daughter, Zera Morthwright, is a curious sixteen-year-old zombie girl who never questioned her world—until one history lesson changes everything. When she learns about the extinct species known as humans, Zera becomes fascinated by the stories of their intelligence, chaos, and self-destruction. Her teachers describe humans as dangerous creatures who once waged war against zombies, while her mother agrees that humanity’s extinction was necessary. But Zera can’t shake her curiosity about them. Seeking answers, Zera visits her grandparents, who reveal the long-hidden truth: humans didn’t vanish because of zombies—they destroyed themselves. A catastrophic nuclear war wiped them out, leaving only other species to inherit the world—elves, goblins, vampires, merfolk, beastfolk, and the undead. The Age of Humans ended in fire, and the Age of the Undead began in silence. Yet as Zera writes her thoughts in her diary, she feels something stirring deep within her—a strange pull toward the unknown. And when whispers spread that someone has crossed the border into Necrovia, Zera begins to suspect the impossible: The humans might not be extinct after all. As Zera searches for the truth, she’ll uncover secrets her government has buried, ancient alliances between races, and the real reason zombies stopped aging. Her peaceful, pastel world may not be as lifeless as it seems… and Zera herself may hold the key to reviving the heart of the world long thought dead.

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a monster, that was for them, my family and friends, they were gone, because of me. I became someone who didn't deserve to be named, who deserved to be killed. to go back to another life and relive my past, it was something that one day had to happen.

Manusia membawa ikatan yang terjalin secara tak kasat mata saat terlahir ke dunia. Ikatan yang akan membawa hidup menuju jalan yang ditakdirkan, jalinan kuat yang terus menjadi bayang dimana pun kita berada. "Aku tak pernah membenci hidupku, dari awal semua sudah ditakdirkan untukku. Beruntung atau sial aku tak peduli. Ikatan itu mungkin terikat kuat, hingga rasanya sulit untuk bernapas. Tapi karena ini aku, aku tak peduli. Aku akan melepasnya dengan semua usaha yang ku punya". Saat memilih untuk berhenti berlari, bukankah lebih baik untuk istirahat sejenak?, atau setidaknya kita bisa berjalan perlahan. Tak apa, asal jangan berhenti. Karena bahagia masih menunggu dengan sabar di ujung sana.

Estos relatos, historias, pensamientos, ideas o como las quieras llamar están basados en el talento de muchas personas de las cuales he podido aprender y a las cuales he tenido la dicha de observar y conocer a lo largo de mi vida, por ellas es posible narrar estas historias, ya que me han permitido indagar, analizar sus acciones, decisiones y pensamientos; que los condujeron a tales aptos o acciones ante las difíciles circunstancias y obstáculos; algunos nombres han sido cambiados en el proceso de narración para proteger la privacidad y las verdaderas identidades de quienes son parte importante de estas historias, a ellas les agradezco por su apoyo y por haber compartido y convivido con migo atraves de los años estas historias, ideas, pensamientos, ideales, leyendas e historias personales. Algunos de los sucesos descritos son producto y el resultado de la imaginación que aún vive en mí, aunque les parezca sencillo; (redactar, narrar, detallar, recordar e idear diferentes personajes), les confieso que no lo es, para mí todo esto a sido nuevo y comprendo un poco a todos aquellos que han escrito y publicado algo en sus vidas. Esto no lo hago por sentirme superior a nadie, es todo lo contrario, al convivir con muchas personas he aprendido de ellas y siempre termino asombrado por cada una de ellas, les agradezco de corazón, porque aunque no lo crean hacen parte de mis recuerdos y estoy seguro que siempre estarán allí. Como escritor de estas sumas destacadas de letras, palabras, frases, párrafos, historias, hojas y demás, me declaro una persona parcial, porque el realizar este tipo de actividad resulta ser algo magnifico, además después de un tiempo cuando vuelva a leer o releer las narraciones aquí plasmadas, me asombrare de lo que una vez escribí. Dejare el juicio de su valor a aquellos que compartan con migo estos escritos y les pido que al final me otorguen sus apreciaciones, que yo las apreciare tal vez más que un tesoro. Atte:   ː̗̀†̣̣̇ː̖́ = D£SV= ː̗̀†̣̣̇

"andai dulu kita ga kenal, mungkin gue ga akan sesulit ini lepasin lo" -jesica "shit! kenapa gue lepasin cewe sebaik dia!" -elang _______________________ "lang lo pilih gue kan?" pertanyaan yang membuatnya menyesal telah melepaskan gadis yang berharga itu.

She gave her heart. He gave his silence. Twenty years later, she still writes to him in her mind—hoping he might read between the lines. The Past Hasn’t Passed is a deeply emotional novel about Yuli, a woman torn between what was and what will never be. Through poetic memories, flashbacks, and raw reflections, she takes the reader through a love story that never found closure. A novel for anyone who ever had to say goodbye twice—once in life, and once in their heart. And the only question that lingers, page after page: Chris… did you ever love me?