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Hours before what would later be considered the start of the apocalypse, the protagonist was happily striding along a stone path in a random park with an icecream in hand, when suddenly he stopped, seemingly stuck in time, that moment he "remembered" some memories and also lost a good chocolate icecream to the cold ground...

It was year 0, the mark of mankind, called Judgement Day, but it was not the coming of God’s wrath to execute those who sinned, but the mindless and deadly massacre of all humans. I do not own the cover picture, credit goes to the owner of this link : http://resizer.shared.arcpublishing.com/M6OMYHShQ7aRvq8ylktXqPDL82o=/arc-anglerfish-arc2-prod-bonnier/public/X7MZHWPDGJAPP7QZ3ZPHG5JMVE.jpg

Meet Evan, a thirty-something marketing analyst. His life in Manila is as average as it gets, wake up to the sound of honking jeepneys, scroll through endless emails, endure the daily train squeeze, order overpriced coffee, and wonder if he should finally start working out. Except, once a month, he transforms into a wolf. Honestly? It’s not as bad as it sounds. The first few times were painful, sure, but he learned to manage. He preps for it like someone meal-prepping for the week, lock the doors, stock up on food, and let the wolf do its thing. Spoiler alert, it mostly just wants to lie down and enjoy its meat treats. But life doesn’t always let you keep your comforts. One freak accident later (thanks to a loose bolt, because of course that’s how he goes), Evan wakes up not in a hospital, not in the afterlife, but in ancient Philippines. No skyscrapers. No Wi-Fi. No explanation. Just majestic waterfalls, warring tribes, and a whole lot of sharks. And if that wasn’t bad enough? The transmigration removed his lycanthropy. Will he get it back? Does he even want to? Join Evan as he navigates the untamed rivers, snakes and crocodiles lurking everywhere, and curtailing his shame at wiping his ass with a stone. Oh, and did I mention we might have flying-torso monsters? Maybe.

COVER ART IS NOT MINE, TITLE AND AUTHOR NAME ONLY PAUSED, WILL BE REMADE The story of a young girl who vowed to take revenge on the people who killed her parents. This is the past of the Nephilim, the strongest member of the Infurion Fantasia. (This story is subjected to be improved in the future. This is the prototype, so to say.)

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A historical fiction about Emperor Hadrian and his young lover Antinous.

Em um mundo onde a magia não é um dom místico, mas uma ciência brutal de frequências vibracionais, ser o "elo fraco" é uma sentença de morte. Aris nasceu na Dinastia Dimensional, uma família de semideuses capazes de dobrar o espaço e o tempo. Mas, incapaz de processar magia pura sem fritar o próprio cérebro, ele fugiu para os subsolos tóxicos da Zona Periférica. Agora, armado com seu cinismo, intelecto e um Sintonizador de latão enxertado no braço, ele sobrevive como um rastreador ao lado de Meigan, uma guerreira de força esmagadora que esconde a herança do Sangue de Dragão.

What if one day, you got the opportunity to have a new life? Most people in that case will try to achieve what they could not do. Some will desire to be a hero, other wealth. They might be some strange guys who crave for liberty. Napoleon is one of them.

These creatures living among us, however they're very much alike human–– or truth to be told, they're more HUMAN than us. They're the reincarnations of the first deities who help humanity–– or do they ? Following the story of Thaddeus, a fifty-four years old lawyer who had an epiphany of his true self and the remnants of his previous life; a choice to interfere with human' lives

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"