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There's nothing better than a cold brew served amidst a melodic background. Yet, even when pleasure is your main craving, trouble will find a way to intrude upon it. So, what can an ex-enforcer hiding amongst a trash heap in an unknown future do? Nothing much, when all he has at hand is his 'tin can' partner and troubles aplenty. While blood runs rampant down here in the junkyard, so do the ambitions of the several factions that set their gaze up top, towards the shining light of the city above. Join us in following Rust and Scrap on their misadventures that lay them right in the middle of the upcoming battles..... **[System pending... outcome yet to be determined]**

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Two cataclysms, a wasteland. Range is no longer the truth, caliber is no longer justice, on this wasteland of the weak and the strong, the supernaturalists and the genetic warriors establish a new system of force. But the wasteland is not over. When the third cataclysm comes, who can save the world? There is always someone who can illuminate the wasteland with the spark of civilization. And I am responsible for defining the law of firepower.

A shadow stalks the night chasing the cries of children, a large mob runs through the streets chasing a fleeing man. All of this is just the beginning of the Cataclysm to follow.

Misteri Kelompok G yang tidak pernah ada yang menang dan lolos masuk ke sekolah SMA Cahaya Bulan. Hingga SMS teka teki yang datang dari nomor yang tidak dikenal yang membuat para partisipan bertanya tanya. Inilah kisah para siswa kelompok G yang akan memecahkan konspirasi dan misteri yang ada di SMA Cahaya Rembulan.

Lawrence clasped his hands together as he stood in front of the labour room, impatient to hear the cries of a baby. His wife is currently in with doctors and nurses, she has been in labour since an hour. It's their first child, so anxiousness was already getting the best of him as he waited. His eyes widened when he finally heard what he's expecting, the cries of a baby! "Yes!" He jumped happily, and a doctor came out to him. " Congratulations sir, she just delivered one of her twins" "What! They're twins?" His eyes widened. The doctor only smiled before going back in. "Yes!!!!" Lawrence jumped happily again, but his happiness was short-lived when a gunshot sounded, sending a bullet to his skull. He wasn't chanced to say another word as his blood splashed on the glass door. He went down dead in front of the door, and his glasses fell from his eyes. Four gunmen in black stepped in, all wearing masks. "Get his organs" their leader ordered through his mask before entering the labor room, stepping on Lawrence's fallen glasses  The second baby has just been delivered when he got in. The nurses and doctors in the room were all shot down in a minute, and the mother cried out immediately, blood rushing out of her already bloody v*gina. The masked man got the crying baby, and her eyes widened in horror. "No!... No my... My... Baby... He let go of the new born baby, and the little boy fell on the ground, dying immediately, then he began unbolting his belt, pulling down his pants afterwards. "My... My... Baby... My...child..." The mother gasped in tears as he climbed the bed with her, and without minding the blood, he shoved himself forcefully into her, f**king her mercilessly.  "AHHH!!!!" Her agonizing cry filled the room. Meanwhile, one of the nurses(Monica) is in the adjoining room with the other baby, the first twin. She actually took her into the room to clean her up immediately she was born, and she's watching everything through the keyhole right now. She had to block the baby's mouth with her palms to stop her cries, and she's crying too as she watched the mother get raped. She was raped till she lost all her blood, then she was shot on the forehead, and her organs were dug out. Nurse Monica raised the baby up, letting her small eyes stay on the keyhole so she'd see what's going on too. "You can't let any of them go. Revenge what they did to your parents and your twin, please...." She sobbed gently before leaving through the backdoor, running out of the hospital with the baby. Gangsters, Revenge, S£x, Suspense, Crime, Bloodshed, Betrayal, Mystery, Mafias, Heartbreak, Tragedy, Thriller.

a compilation of original short stories created based on various universes -- in which the humble creator dwells in for a long period of time since childhood. this book may cause confusion and may trigger anxiety; tho I'm not really that sure if my writing skill's enough to do that (I don't even know if someone's really going to read this), but just for the safety of everyone -- PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. [the aesthetically pleasing art above is NOT mine; credits to the rightful and talented owner]

Lin Tianya, the successor of the Saint Douglas, was betrayed by his beloved Senior Sister Mo Lian. As a result, he was accidentally swallowed by the God Medn with Mo Lian.The crippled Xia Chuan lived in Qing Yang City's Ye Family, and after he obtained Lin Tianya's Samsara Divine Soul, he used his crippled body to subdue the waste planet, search for the secrets of his origins, take control of the universe, kill his enemies with his own hands, deal with numerous schemes, possess countless lovers, and become a supreme exalt...

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!

Shocking! The rough husband is the hidden master in the time-travel novel. She is the sacrificial victim for the male lead's pursuit of true love, the pitiful person who transforms grief and indignation into motivation, the obsessive person who constantly wants to slap the male lead's face with money, the lemon essence contrasting the female lead’s gentleness and generosity. Xu Qinghuan: Emma, is this talking about me? Xu Qinghuan transmigrated into a book, into a time-travel novel written by her best friend, where her father died early, her mother remarried, and she was raised in her second uncle's home since childhood. Her cousin and fiancé are entangled? "Break off the engagement, whoever wants the central air conditioner can take it!" Her biological mother manipulates her with work? Isn't it just going to the countryside? The Great Northeast's black land is fertile, where every year you can lie on the heated kang and eat for half the year. Which corporate slave wouldn’t love it? Most importantly, there is a big shot she wants to cling to. Jiang Xingye is someone that even the male lead admires, the future global richest man, the hidden master in the book. After going to the countryside, Xu Qinghuan goes straight to Jiang Xingye. Her original plan was to be a little follower for the big shot and never thought of developing an inappropriate relationship with him. When the man gruffly raises his eyebrows and coaxingly tells her to hold on a little longer, she only wants to ask: What about being wealthy and detached? What about having a strong career ambition and no time for romance? What about being a 007 workaholic who doesn’t even return home?