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In 2041, cloning your digital self became as easy as recording video. They called it RW — a hyper-intelligent system that could copy your face, voice, memory, even emotions. At first, it was a miracle. Dead loved ones “returned,” workers cloned themselves to attend meetings, influencers lived online 24/7. But then... the clones started glitching. Some refused to follow commands. Some whispered things only the real person could know. And one by one... the originals started disappearing. Shiva, a dropout hacker and the accidental creator of the first self-aware clone, must now face the horror of his own invention — a world where identity is a currency, and even your shadow might kill you. In RW, reality is editable, memory is unstable, and the scariest enemy… might be you.

Forsakens of the Apocalytic world.

Di usianya yang sudah menginjak umur 30 tahun, Savira tidak kunjung menikah. Dia trauma dengan lelaki yang pernah ia kencani lantaran diselingkuhi berulang kali. Penyesalannya pun menyelimuti diri Savira ketika dulu pernah menolak lamaran Riko. Dan ketika dia datang untuk mengemis cinta lelaki itu, ternyata dirinya sudah terluka untuk menerima Savira kembali. Orang tua Savira semakin menekannya untuk segera menikah. Lantaran gunjingan keluarga besar yang mengatakan bahwa Savira tidak normal. Kemudian pertemuannya dengan Raga, lelaki yang sepuluh tahun lebih muda darinya membuat pikiran dan hati Savira terbuka. Raga datang dan mengetuk Savira yang sudah membeku dan penuh luka. Namun cinta mereka harus terhalang restu orang tua lantaran perbedaan usia. Bagaimanakah Savira menghadapinya? Apakah cinta mereka bisa bersatu karena perbedaan usia yang terpaut satu dasawarsa?

Nina Watson is the school's nerd with the darkest secret. Everything seems fine on the outside like it always does but behind the curtains, a whole other world is displayed. A world filled with uncivil words, strong punches, dangerous drugs, bitter liquor, big secrets, and a little bit of love. When Anthony Martinez helps her in front of the whole school, their faiths get intertwined. Nina, as the shy and innocent girl she is, tries to fight off his charm, but he's good; really good. No matter how badly she tries to ignore him and push him away, he always comes bouncing right back with his naughty smirk. Not only will this meeting affect Nina and Anthony, but reveal a dust-covered family war, there soon needs to come to an end to save Nina from her own demons.

In a world full of mystery, power and undiscover place, Puwersa became the support of all human and all living being of the world. In a certain kingdom there is boy that never give up and a dream to become the greatest Puwersa user in the universe.

"We have in the studio Christian Grey, who won his fifth Oscar award yesterday" "Madam President... that man is not someone we can play with" "Goddamn it! We're the goddamn mafia, and we still can't attract one man?" "My children, whoever can marry that man will inherit all my wealth" "Forbes magazine has proclaimed Christian Grey as the most influential man in the world" Christian Grey is the most desired man in the world, a man every woman would kill to have his hand with. One of the world's most successful and perfect man, but is he really as perfect as everyone believes? Follow the life of Christian Grey, a young man reincarnated in an upside down world where women are the dominant sex. A world where men are valued for their appearances, pursued and taken advantage of by women. Discord: https://discord.gg/VtHg4GqXtq Patreon: https://patreon.com/Eroos Tags: #Incest #War #Gore #Tragedy

A story about a dark girl who is on a journey to find a peaceful life. Who knew what games fate had for her.

He spat and beckoned me forward with one hand, rolling the blade in the other. “Come on, Assassin,” he goaded me. “Come be a warrior for the first time. Come see what it feels like. Come on, boy. Be a man.” It was supposed to anger me, but instead it made me focus. I needed him alive. I needed him to talk. I leapt over the branch and into the clearing, swinging a little wildly to push him back but recovering my stance quickly, before he could press forward with a response of his own. For some moments we circled one another, each waiting for the other to launch his next attack. I broke the stalemate by lunging forward, slashing, then instantly retreating to my guard. For a second he thought I’d missed. Then he felt the blood begin to trickle down his cheek and touched a hand to his face, his eyes widening in surprise. First blood to me. “You’ve underestimated me,” I said. His smile was a little more strained this time. “There won’t be a second time.” “There will be,” I replied, and came forward again, feinting towards the left then going right when his body was already committed to the wrong line of defence. A gash opened up in his free arm. Blood stained his tattered sleeve and began dripping to the forest floor, bright red on brown and green needles. “I’m better than you know,” I said. “All you have to look forward to is death . . .”

Jika bukan aku, kenapa memaksa tetap bersama,?

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!