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Erin Hawkwood is a junior in high school and the perfect child, even when her twin Evelyn, and older brother Evan seem otherwise. That's until she meets Elijah D'Cruz on accident, who shows her what she's been missing.... His eyes pool with tears and I can't stop my tears from streaming down my face. My hands are trembling with the gun in it and I don't even know if I'll be able to hold it up straight. Is this it? The end? "I love you babygirl." He says, placing a kiss on my forehead, before turning the corner of his car and all I can hear are gun shots and wails and screams.

After being kicked out of her home, Sophia planned to raise pigs to survive. She found an old pig trough, a container used to feed pigs, and brought it home. But after using it, her pigs grew thinner for no reason. One day, she noticed the trough could swallow anything she threw in and then spit out treasures like gold, jade, and ancient items. She soon discovered the trough was connected to the past, to a powerful war general named General Yves who nearly conquered the Western Land before dying young. His kingdom collapsed, but through the trough, things from his world kept reaching hers.

"The notorious Butcher Zhang died!" words soon spread across the town, sparking both excitement and grief. Just on the night before the burial, an odd scratching sound comes out of the coffin. But no one knows that inside Butcher Zhang's body lives a transmigrator's soul.

What would you do if you were told to kill? Actually, you don't get a choice.

There was once a woman who was almost perfect. There were only 2 problems: she comes from a poor family and she has an inverted nose. Working in the BPO industry for 5 years, the 25 year old Cristina Moran has surpassed all of the expectations of the company she works with, being on top of the performance charts ever since her nesting period. However, when she received an indecent proposal from her Operations Manager, everything started turning upside down; feeling violated, she started taking it up on higher management level but of course they wouldn't listen. Because of financial issues and her mother being sick, she had no choice but to endure working with the malicious eyes of her CEO keeping a close eye on her. On top of this issue, she was torn between two lovers - Jacob, an old time friend from the training days who is also not well off in life, muscular due to his athletic nature. Was he smart? Yes, he was muscular. And Edward - a pale skinned skinny guy who seems to glisten under the sunlight. Very intelligent but short tempered. Son of the CEO of Horizon Online. -------------------------------------------------- "Thank you for calling Horizon Online high-speed technical support, my name is Tina, how may I help you?" almost sounding convincingly perky in spite of the storm she's been feeling inside; Cristina has always been resilient, and the hard worker amongst her peers. She learned to cough and fake a cold every so often so that everyone will assume that she was sick. She needs to look ALWAYS sick. *DING DONG* The sound of the PA system echoed throughout the office "ATTENTION PLEASE. MISS MORAN, MISS MORAN, YOU ARE TO REPORT TO THE CEO'S OFFICE AFTER YOUR CALL" the irritating feedback follows immediately after every announcement. 'What does that maniac want now?' Tina was worried sick. As she entered the CEO's office, a throaty voice welcomed her inside. "Cristina Moran, have a seat." his flabby face has been hardened throughout the years. His office smelled 70% alcohol and 30% cigar. Cristina, composing herself, trying not to puke, "You called for me sir?" she asked as polite as she could. Raffy grinned, the cigar transferring to the side of his big mouth "We have a new rule in the office," one last puff of the cigar before putting it out, then he continued "Facemasks are now forbidden"

A slightly horror story

On the day I learned that my half-sister was coming back, I recorded a video of the pig farm in the countryside and posted it on my Moments, playfully adding a caption. [I, the fake daughter, am packing up to return to the countryside to raise pigs now that the real daughter is coming back. Home-grown black pork, fed with fruit. Interested parties, contact ****.] I didn't expect to receive a phone call from my boyfriend, who was hastily questioning me. I teased him by admitting that I have no blood relation with the Huo Family, only to be met with his profane outburst, calling me poor, and breaking up with me on the spot. I never imagined he was that kind of person. I looked down at the new car key I had bought for him, a Land Rover, which I had planned to gift. What a pity, it could only gather dust in the garage with the other cars.

it bout stuff

The novel opens with Elara Vane, known only by her cold precision and her devastating vow to silence the House of Kaelen - the powerful, corrupt dynasty responsible for the execution of her father, Arthur Vane. Her father, an honest city architect, was murdered after exposing Kaelen's financial crimes, his memory silenced by the state. Elara’s quest is driven by the dark irony of the novel’s title, Epiglottis - the biological flap that prevents choking. She aims to ensure the Kaelen name, its legacy, and it's very breath, can never pass into the future. Elara’s methods are not those of a killer, but an architect of ruin. Her strikes are psychological and systemic, designed to preserve the Kaelen shell while poisoning its core. She begins by orchestrating the financial and social collapse of the eldest heir, Cassian, banishing him to ignominy. The second blow is even more tragic: deploying the Aesthetic Despondency Oil (ADO), a neuro-chemical weapon designed by her compromised mentor, Professor Thorne, to turn artistic creation into profound psychological pain for the daughter, Seraphina. Seraphina's resulting public breakdown ensures the loss of a crucial political marriage. As the dynasty begins to crumble, Elara encounters her greatest obstacle and most tragic complication: Commander Joric Tahl, the Head of Kaelen Security. Joric is a man of duty, a 'Shield' forced to serve a corrupt house to maintain life support for his critically ill sister, Elena. In their professional meetings - where Elara wears the mask of "Archivist Veridia" - a profound intellectual and moral connection forms. Joric is hunting a ghost; Elara is the ghost, and their shared despair over the city's corruption binds them in a devastating, impossible attraction. The tragic climax begins when Elara attempts the final, financial strike against Valen Kaelen, only to be blocked by the A-V-LOCK, the impenetrable firewall designed by her own murdered father. This failure forces Elara to abandon her moral code and plan a final, biological attack - the Mnemotic Lapse agent - targeting the youngest, most innocent Kaelen son, Elias, through the city's nutrient supply chain (The Citadel Gardens). The confrontation at the Citadel is the devastating turning point. Joric, having traced the biological threat and realized Elara's identity, arrives with the antidote. He confronts her, not with a weapon, but with a challenge: whether her father's "silent justice" truly extends to the erasure of a child's mind. Elara's resolve breaks, but the compound is accidentally released, contaminating the entire Kaelen food source. In the aftermath, Joric makes his agonizing choice: he cannot save the Kaelen name, but he must save Elena. He spares Elara, extracting a final pact - she must deliver the evidence of Valen Kaelen’s crimes, including the A-V-LOCK key, to ensure the dynasty’s public, total exposure, which would secure a new, honest government that would protect Elena. Elara complies, trading her freedom for the truth. In the epilogue, the Kaelen dynasty is utterly erased. Joric becomes a respected advisor in the new government, ensuring Elena's safety. Elara Vane, the architect of ruin, chooses the required silence, living as a quiet librarian in a distant coastal town. Her vengeance is complete, having restored her father's truth. Her final piece of closure is a new copy of her father’s book, delivered by Joric, bearing the inscription: The Epiglottis protects the breath. The truth sets it free. The silent vengeance leads not to further death, but to a collective breath of freedom for the city.

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