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The strongest corporation of the country is the Ling Corporation, there is no big business empire than the Ling family business, they hold seventy percent shares in all the big companies, their influence and their bearings are feared by everyone. Their wealth increase in millions by every minute and second. The owner of Ling Corporation have a daughter who is sole heir of this great business empire called Miss Ling, she is a final year student in the number one business School. While she was drunk driving, she killed a woman. She is carefree, domineering and bold. Fan Yue Jing is the male protagonist, who got law degree from the best law school, he intended to sue the girl who killed his mother and she is not even guilty of it. Join Yue Jing on this tough journey to know whether he will be able to bring justice for his mother or the wealth of the girl would help her prove innocent in the court of law. Your author here.

Poems that you can cry yourself to sleep with, well, sometimes. Just really deep poems for your feels.

She loved deeply—but not always wisely. In a series of almost-relationships, mixed signals, and unspoken expectations, she finds herself caught between what she feels and what she knows she deserves. Sometimes she walks away. Sometimes she stays too long. And sometimes… she becomes the very thing that hurt her. Ache and Apology is a raw, unfiltered journey through love that was never quite right—where loyalty blurred into self-betrayal, and honesty came a little too late. It’s about wanting something real, even when you’re not fully ready for it. About recognizing the patterns you swore you’d never repeat… and repeating them anyway. But more than anything, it’s about growth—the kind that comes when you finally stop asking “Why them?” and start asking “Why me?” Because this isn’t just a story about heartbreak. It’s about accountability. It’s about healing. It’s about becoming. And in the end, it asks one question: When love hurts… and you’ve hurt others too— Who do you become next?

【Cyberpunk ✖️ Mystery ✖️ Light Sci-Fi ✖️ Psychology ✖️ Emotion Visualization】 A century later, under the self-aware artificial intelligence and the carefully crafted rule of the ruling class: Philosophers build Kantian barriers at crime scenes, psychologists sell emotional opium, musicians compose symphonies from murder processes, to save his dying mother, Adam must dance on the edge of the eight sequences: "Have you heard of the Third Law of Entropy?" The brain disc black marketer wipes the pirated copy of "Starry Night," "Tamed chaos never fades, it just becomes... you." — When time travel becomes a form of redemption, the boundary between salvation and destruction is merely a cyclical process. (Light-hearted writing, mildly brain-burning, relaxed horror, no toxic logic) (The essence of cyberpunk is this: resistance and struggle under class oppression, either change the world or destroy yourself)

A collection of my personal poems.

(second couple from Egotistic) Nathaniel didn’t particularly have a will to live. It wasn’t that he wished to die either, nor that he clung to life. Rather, he simply didn’t know— because it was something he had never really thought about. His life had always been overshadowed by someone he’d known since childhood— an alpha prime with red eyes whose actions spoke as though he despised him. He claimed it wasn’t hate, but everything he did was the kind of thing no one could possibly do unless they loathed you. Never once did he do anything Nathaniel could consider kind. Logan constantly reminded him that he didn't belong, that no one could ever stand to be with him, and because Nathaniel was dirty, only he could ever tolerate him. He’d do things that left Nathaniel in tears, only to show up later with a remedy for those very tears. Love, he said? Don’t be absurd. Every memory Nathaniel had of his childhood with him was soaked in misery. But then— could it have all been a misunderstanding? Even so, forgiveness was still too far out of reach. No sane person shows love that way. And yet, Nathaniel couldn’t deny the shameful truth— maybe all those tangled feelings were just uncharted emotions he never allowed himself to explore.

Here's a collection of my poems. Hope you enjoy it, guys ^-^

SooMin foi 'vendida' para um mafioso como pagamento de uma dívida do seu pai (alcoólatra), esse mafioso tem muitas coisas em mente pra fazer com ela mas ele não vai conseguir tão fácil... quando dois dominadores se encontram na cama em um jogo pra descobrir quem vai conseguir o poder.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"