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It all began with a poor orphan who would work every day for long hours to pay for his Aunt's medical bills. When his life begins to fall apart and he is homeless sleeping in an alleyway he hears a robotic voice. {Do you wish to integrate with the Dungeon System} "Yes" he answers, without much to lose. And from then his life had never been the same. He was taken into a dungeon each night to hunt and he began to realise just how little he really knew about the world that was much wider than he thought. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/TtnGfdKanr Note: I do not own cover art

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

WARNING!!! Banyak adegan yang bisa membuat hati meronta. Retta Angelistha. Pertemuan yang jauh dari kata baik dengan cowok dingin bernama Rey Putra membuat Retta putus dari pacar toxic-nya dan juga membuat kehidupannya terasa jauh lebih indah. Diratukan oleh pacarnya, diistimewakan oleh sepupu cowoknya, dihormati serta dianggap Bu Ketua oleh geng mobil pacarnya yang cukup disegani, serta dianggap Ibu Negara oleh anak-anak Rans yang merupakan geng mobil Sepupunya. Bukan tanpa alasan Retta diperlakukan begitu spesial, karena banyak alasan di baliknya, apalagi Retta juga bukan perempuan biasa. Retta adalah Leader dari Black Motor Girl. Bagaimana cara mereka memperlakukan Retta dengan spesial? Apakah diperlakukan spesial oleh banyak orang membuat hidupnya baik-baik saja dan terus berjalan indah? Tidak! Lalu? Baca saja, see you.

Your typical boy meets girl love story...if the boy was a highly trained super soldier and the girl was a target he was hired to kill. Six knew there was something different about Claire Conway the moment he laid eyes on her but he never would have guessed how she would turn his entire world upside down! *Cover art by polkadottedscrunchie*

Mimpi yang aneh mendatangi Honey di sebuah malam yang dingin. Membuatnya bertemu dengan sesosok mahluk misterius dengan wajah rupawan yang mengaku sebagai seorang vampir. Dia pikir bunga tidur itu akan berlalu begitu dirinya membuka mata. Namun siapa sangka, mahluk itu malah mengikutinya ke alam nyata. Menawarkan pertemanan yang tak biasa di antara mereka. Namun itu baru permulaan. Karena setelah si vampir yang bernama Night itu hadir, banyak hal tak terduga dan tak masuk akal yang mulai terjadi di kehidupan Honey. Membuatnya harus berjuang mati-matian untuk sebuah misi rahasia yang dibawa oleh Night. Misi rahasia seperti apa? Temukan jawabannya di dalam cerita.

From the very first glance, Fu Yanlin had been scheming about one thing: how to make Wen Sheng his own? The secrets hidden in the fabric of time will eventually be revealed.

Chase, who was poor and powerless, married Bella, the prettiest woman in the city. Therefore, he was regarded as a worthless husband. On the day Bella divorced him, Chase got an unexpected call, informing him of his grandfather's death. Chase's grandfather had left a legend book of talented medical skills and top martial arts, which brought endless killers. To keep the book, he had been tortured cruelly to death. According his grandfather's testament, Chase had to accomplish two almost impossible conditions before avenging him. One of them was to earn a hundred billion dollars. On the way to earn a Hundred billion dollars, Chase met again his soulmate, Bella. In his way, he showed his talented medical skills, regained Bella's respect and affection, and started his legendary life

**Credit to the real owner of the cover photo** Lee Nana finds herself caught up in the middle of a drama she knows nothing about, when she accepts the request of her best friend to stand in for her as an hired girlfriend. She meets and falls in love with Kim Tan who happens to be her boyfriend's best friend unknowing to her, and drama ensues as different love triangles are formed. Lee Nana comes to find out that she isn't really who she thinks she is, and everyone around her is keeping one secret or the other from her. She gets to understand how one decision can change a person's life as well as those around her for the better... Or maybe for worse. ******** Tan locked eyes with her over his wineglass, she was pretty as sin. He wanted her, he wanted to take her right there. He could barely remember the last time he felt this strongly about any woman. What surprised him most was the fact that he didn't just want her body, he wanted her heart too. Most of the women he knew were all golddiggers, and he could get any of them between his sheets for the right price, so why the hell was this one proving stubborn? She shifted her gaze from his, "The wine is nice," She said smiling nervously, wanting to say anything to break the silence. She may be naive but she knew desire when she saw it, and she could see it written all over his eyes. The thought of it made her heartbeat quicken. 'You have a boyfriend, what are you doing letting yourself get attracted to this guy?' she asked herself. He could tell she was nervous, it made him smile. It reassured him to know he still had that effect on females, especially this one that roused everything in him. He reached across the table and placed his hand over her hand making her jump. He chuckled, "Calm down girl, I don't bite. you just look so nervous, I wanted to calm you down." He said, laughter dancing in his eyes. "I'd appreciate it if you keep your hands to yourself. I don't appreciate being touched randomly like that," She said with a frown. "I'm sorry, I'll try to let you know before I touch you next time," he said with a smile, making her know he intended to touch her again. "We'll be attending the wedding tomorrow with you as my date. I hope you won't jump up everytime I touch you. that would raise suspicion don't you think?" He said with a wicked glint in his eyes "Isn't that what this whole week has been about? You have nothing to worry about, I'll do it right. But until then keep your hands to yourself." She said with a polite smile. We'll see about that. Tan thought. PS: Credit to the real owner of the cover photo (The photo doesn't belong to me)

After retiring from the National Team, Qi Yue devoted herself to the study of agriculture. At a certain gathering, someone instigated a challenge, proposing that whoever lost at the shooting game would have to be kissed by Qi Yue. Seeing Qi Yue in the test fields, carrying a hoe, covered in mud and planting potatoes without any care for her appearance, turned everyone’s faces green with unease. Everyone scrambled to aim for the bullseye, terrified of being penalized. The final result was that the male god of University A, Gu Huai, raised his hand and shot a zero. The second time they met, Gu Huai was being maliciously provoked and overwhelmed at the Fencing Gym. Qi Yue couldn't stand by and was compelled to intervene. The third time they met, Gu Huai was homeless on the streets. Qi Yue spent all her living expenses for three months to help him. Years later. Qi Yue looked at the world shooting records certificate, the fencing championship trophy, and the dozen or so real estate certificates, all bearing Gu Huai's name, and fell into deep thought: "......"

"Yang selalu berusaha terlihat walau kamu tak peduli." Nathaniel Gio Alfaro. Seorang cowok penyandang disabilitas yang sedang menjadi mahasiswa di perguruan tinggi negeri di Bandung. Terpilih sebagai presiden mahasiswa, yang membuatnya menjadi populer kembali. Seorang 'Great Leader' telah kembali setelah mengalami masa sulitnya karena sebuah kecelakaan yang hampir saja menghilangkan nyawanya. Karena kecelakaan itulah, Gio menjadi mahasiswa penyandang disabilitas. Gio tidak bisa lagi mendengar selama hidupnya. Dia mengalami ketulian karena kecelakaan tersebut. Gio sedang mencari sebagian jiwanya yang hilang karena seorang gadis Virgo. "Aku yang dulu seorang pemburu bahagia. Kini berubah menjadi pemurung yang tidak mengerti bagaimana caranya menjadi bahagia." _Nathaniel Gio Alfaro