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Do you know the feeling of not knowing what to say to someone when they ask, "What do you want to be when you grow up?". This is especially true when you're still in high school, like our heroine Rina. They say that the best way to find your vocation is to try as many different things as possible and enjoy your life to the fullest. And what better place than Kumiai to get the best experiences and unforgettable memories. An island full of surprises, a lively school, a bit of fantasy, and the promise of following funny adventures with young Rina and her two friends Aya and Sophie. In the Genki Club, Rina will always be there to solve the problems of the students and anyone else in need, no matter how crazy the requests are... https://kumiai.moe/

"Zenia Blackman and Ethan Junior (EJ) Hollen were two young people trying to figure out their love for each other by using their big siblings as examples but they later found out life wasn't a smooth sailing as others made it look. Bring heartbroken and confused, Zenia took a trip to England with a friend who had no good intentions for Zenia. She was held captive for ransom and it's up to EJ to find her and rescue her before it's too late."

So yeah. Rose Cookies. This isn’t your usual power fantasy or deep character study. It’s just… something that came out of my brain—and maybe yours too. Keanu, the guy you’re reading about, isn’t really a person. He doesn’t have a personality, no tragic backstory, no moral compass. He’s just there. Walking, talking, smiling. And then suddenly—violence. Out of nowhere. Why? Because sometimes, life just pushes people. You keep swallowing the little stuff—awkward silences, fake laughs, getting ignored, getting talked over, being the nice one. Over and over. And then one day, something in you snaps… or at least, wants to. Not gonna lie, a lot of these scenes are born from real stories. Not the stabbings, obviously, but the feelings. Stuff I’ve gone through. Stuff people have told me. That quiet, helpless frustration when you just sit there thinking, “Why do I keep letting this happen?” And maybe, for a second, your brain throws out the worst possible solution just to see how it feels. Keanu is that. He’s not a person. He’s an impulse. He’s what happens when all that built-up patience finally tips. Some chapters will be hilarious. Some will be disturbing. Some will make zero sense. That’s intentional. Life doesn’t stick to genre rules, so neither does this. Thanks for reading. Or hate-reading. Or doomscrolling (I sincerely doubt that) your way into this mess. I’m writing it like a fever dream and trying to surprise myself, so if it gets weird, don’t say I didn’t warn you. – Sincerely, Showerhead

Bagi Derry, Ifa adalah segalanya. Apa pun akan dilakukan Derry demi kebahagiaan Ifa, termasuk menjadi malaikat pelindungnya. Sayangnya, apa yang dilakukan Derry, tak pernah diketahui Ifa. Selama ini Ifa mengira, hidupnya berjalan sesuai takdir, tanpa adanya intrik, tipu muslihat, ataupun trik-trik lainnya. Ketika Ifa jatuh cinta pada Indy, Derry pun berupaya sekuat tenaga untuk mempersatukan mereka, meski itu berarti harus kehilangan cintanya sendiri. Sementara itu, Derry tak tahu kalau ada orang lain yang selalu mengawasi gerak-geriknya. Anima, yang juga menjadi sahabat Derry, berupaya keras mencari tahu niat dibalik kebaikan Derry terhadap Ifa. Mampukah Anima menebak apa yang tengah terjadi antara Derry, Ifa, Indy, dan bahkan Kris—bintang idola yang ditaksir oleh Indy? Hal apakah yang pernah dilakukan Ifa sehingga Derry begitu berhutang budi dan merasa wajib menjadi malaikan pelindungnya? Novel ini berkisah tentang persahabatan penuh intrik yang ditentukan oleh Fortune Cookies. Apa kata fortune cookies-mu hari ini?

It’s Christmas Eve and it’s snowing, but at least one creature is still stirring: a tabby cat with white paws named Otis. He’s protesting from his carrier in the backseat of a rented Kia, en route to a veterinarian clink. Otis is neither ill nor in need of vaccination; Jaston Calderone has come out from assisted living to tie what few loose ends his gay son Mitchell’s suicide left behind, and one of them is Otis.<br><br>As the wind whips up bluish columns of white, Jaston navigates the clogged streets in a town he doesn’t know, looking for someone to swiftly euthanize Otis. He doesn’t suspect something spectral is already at work ... that a guardian angel has crafted a plan not for Jaston’s redemption, but for Otis.

Tell the truth and lose her or conceal the truth to secure her to his side.

After saving the governor's daughter from possession, YaYa and Porez caught the eye of the ministers of the council. The special case team, the SCT, was established upon special directive from the state council. Their purpose - handle sensitive cases. YaYa was from the town of Muria. Porez was from the temple. Aquile was a g-man. They were the SCT. YaYa loved ice-cream, despite the dangers. Porez loved cookies, even though the doctor suggested he limit how many he ate. Aquile loved his girlfriend, and was convinced everyone needed romance in their life. The assignment was the very last thing on their mind ...

Selain mengalami kegagalan dalam mengolah bisnis kue keringnya, Su Ying juga dibuat pusing dengan sejumlah tagihan hutang yang perlu dibayar. Tapi, hidupnya bahkan dikejutkan dengan harus menyelamatkan seseorang yang mencoba bunuh diri. Namun, siapa yang mengira perbuatan baik yang dilakukannya membuat dirinya mengalami perjalanan ke dunia fantasi. Kisah bandit dan kue, baru saja dimulaiii....

TW: The Female lead has a case of Phonophobia. Fo-no-fo-bia | Phono-pho-bia | /ˌfəʊnə(ʊ)ˈfəʊbɪə/ A persistent, abnormal, and unwarranted fear of sound. _______ "M-my name is Baybi, what's yours?" I answer shyly trying to pretend the cake I'm icing is more interesting than his presence. "Payne." His voice came. Deep, husky, intimidating. I stopped for a moment before looking at him again, a small confused frown wrinkling my brows. "Pain?" I questioned. A deep chuckle erupted from his throat making my cheeks dust with pink. I looked down at the now-finished cake that was waiting to be put away. I decided to watch the way his shoulders shake as he sobers up, the stud on his ear glistening from the rays the sun emitted. He looks at me with a smirk playing on his lips. My heart dipped in whatever blood was circulating it as he leaned unto the counter, leaving a sinful amount of space between us as he spoke again. "I'm far from it baby, I'm worse

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