luther‘s evening prayer

In the eyes of Chi Zuxu, Chi Yi is a typical delinquent with the three big ‘NOs’— no morals, no virtues, no principles. To her, though, he is a classic baddie who is heartless, soulless, and inhuman. After the girl breaks and climbs through his glass window on the second story, she peeps at him with an innocent demeanor. “Chi Zuxu, lend me the other half of your bed!” she wolf-whistles at him blatantly. The man admonishes with a scowl, “Chi Yi, aren’t you shameless!” Inside the cinema, as Chi Yi’s little hands restlessly grope the man’s body without chagrin, she tells him smilingly, “Chi Zuxu, I want to do bad things with you!” Holding a look of woeful disgrace, he knocks her head. “Chi Yi, aren’t you embarrassed!” It is a lovely love story between a barefaced and a reticent. But, Mr Reticient, please don’t cry when Miss Barefaced finally slips away.

Introducing the new story "Return to '81: The Struggle of the Eldest Sister" – a heartwarming pampering tale, a tale of marital love, a tale of a woman's self-empowerment. That year, Ning Yunxi willingly married. On the day she took her vows, everyone around doubted the union, and her family declared, she shouldn't expect to receive a single penny from home. Her husband was an orphan with a bunch of little radish head siblings? No one believed her soldier husband would one day become a high-ranking official, no one imagined her Second Uncle would become a great scientist, and no one conceived that her young aunt would be a future superstar, let alone that the fourth child would be a natural-born tycoon. But truly, one day, all the futures Ning Yunxi saw came to fruition. Today, she has married a poor soldier and has become the sister-in-law in the military; raising the children of soldiers without fear, convinced she's betting not just on one potential stock, but on a multitude of leading stocks – with her newly acquired special abilities, she becomes a super teacher for the people! ----------------------------------------------------- All along, she had been recognized by the Wen Family as the least promising daughter, unremarkable in appearance and unnoticed, still unable to marry at the ripe age of twenty-nine. He, the son of a military family, born with privileges, deliberately concealed his identity at the matchmaking banquet, posing as an ordinary man. When they married, people sneered, "A pair of worn-out shoes matched with a bankrupt family, just perfect." Then one day, the gold buried in the sand shone with an immense brilliance...

Silas Sotos started as an outsider, dabbling in arts best left unknown. Now, can he harness his god-touched powers and navigate the treacherous currents of faith, law, and cosmic dread to save a city that barely understands the forces threatening to consume it? And what will be the price of his unique salvation? If you crave a dark fantasy that masterfully blends occult beginnings, thrilling detective work, Lovecraftian horror, and a protagonist whose power is as dangerous as it is extraordinary, then prepare to be captivated. The true shadows of Bayne City are calling.

The sky, once majestic and brimming with divine radiance, now crumbles into a shadowy gloom, shattered by cataclysms that annihilate all celestial glory. The earth, once fertile and teeming with life, has withered into a desolate wasteland, trampled underfoot by legions of dark creatures—demons, devils, and vengeful spirits that roam in bitter triumph. This world no longer belongs to the holy; it is a new kingdom for the outcast, dancing upon the ruins of God and His Entire Heavenly Host. Yet amid this ruin, the One Accursed—a figure destined to submit to fate—rises instead with thunderous defiance. Rather than accept defeat, he rallies the remnants of the angelic armies, commanding those still loyal to the light to rebel. With blind conviction, they challenge the dark forces that now hold the throne of the cosmos, deluding themselves as bearers of the one true righteousness. But is their resistance merely an illusion? Or is this the dawn of a new curse—an eternal cycle where the damned become rulers, and the rebels mere pawns in a far darker game? The battle rages, no longer between light and dark, but between arrogance and a destiny already etched into the dust of annihilation.

Middle-aged police inspector at Portland is taken to investigate a strange and puzzling case related to an accident at a local hospital. To unravel the mystery, inspector Galbraith visits a offender, who supply him with a host of information about a certain little girl named Delia...

[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Betrayed. Buried. Reborn in silence. Kael Vanthelmir, last heir to a forbidden bloodline, rises from the ashes of annihilation to walk the path of vengeance and ascension. In a cosmos ruled by divine sects and tyrant heavens, Kael will master the forgotten daos, awaken ancient bodies, and shatter the thrones of gods themselves. This is not the tale of a savior. This is the rise of the Veilborne Sovereign—where destiny ends, and domination begins.

In a world of whispered betrayals and ruthless ambition, Amanda never expected to find herself drawn into the orbit of Greyson Black - a man whose power is matched only by the secrets he keeps. What begins as a dangerous attraction soon ignites into a passion that threatens to consume them both. But with Vanessa's schemes closing in and corporate warfare raging around them, Amanda must decide whether to step into Greyson's shadowed world or walk away forever. Caught between loyalty and sacrifice, vulnerability and strength, Amanda discovers that love can be both her greatest risk and her only salvation. Good Evening Mr. Black is a sweeping tale of passion, betrayal, and transformation - where every glance carries a promise, and every choice could shatter everything.

After a devastating war between humans and elves, the world struggles to recover. Many lives are lost, including those of a young mother named Mysa, whose desperate pleas to the goddess of love and truth go unanswered. Consumed by grief and rage over her child’s death and the indifference of those in power, Mysa’s passionate confrontation in the empty temple ends in self-sacrifice and a cryptic warning from the goddess: future war and suffering will "purify" the broken planet. the holy war between good and evil, the character choice make where they stand in the end

Trapped within the body of a mantis, he's got a year time to figure out a way to extend his lifespan. But first he's got worse things to worry about. Like the giant insect monsters running around trying to eat him.