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Büyük Savaş'tan iki yüzyıl sonra, insanlar ve kurt adamlar arasında nihayet barış sağlandı, ya da herkes öyle sanıyor. Kurt adamlar tanrılar gibi hüküm sürüyor ve insanlar yeni dünya düzenindeki gerçek yerlerinden habersiz bir şekilde mutlu yaşıyorlar. Bu kırılgan dengeyi korumak için, her yıl çeşitli bölgelerden bir avuç "şanslı" insan, şan, statü ve elitlerle kaynaşma şansı vaat eden prestijli bir kurum olan Lunaris Akademisi'ne katılmak üzere seçiliyor. Seçilenler, güçlü alfalarla evlenip luna olarak yükselmeye yazgılı şanslı azınlık olarak övülüyor. Bu yıl, herkesin şaşkınlığına rağmen, Violet Purple seçilenler arasında. Gözden düşmüş bir hayat kadını tarafından evlat edinilmiş yetim bir kız için bu, daha iyi bir yaşama açılan altın bir bilet, ya da ona öyle söyleniyor. Ancak Lunaris Akademisi, gösterildiği gibi bir cennet değil. Violet ve diğer insanlara öğretilen her şey bir yalan. İnsanlar eşitlikten çok uzak; çok daha büyük bir oyunda piyon konumundalar. Akademi, yaldızlı bir kafesten başka bir şey değil ve öğrenciler, alfaların acımasız oyunlarında oyuncak olarak kullanılmak üzere kesime götürülen kuzular gibiler. İşleri daha da kötüleştiren şey, Violet'in bu oyundaki en tehlikeli oyuncuların, Dehşet Dörtlüsü'nün dikkatini çekmesi: Kuzey Alfası, Güney'in Alfası, Doğu'nun Alfası ve Batı Alfası. Her biri diğerinden daha tehlikeli, daha çarpık ve daha güçlü. Ancak alfalar kendi aralarında da bölünmüş durumda, her birinin kendi ölümcül hırsları var. Yine de, hepsinin gözü onun üzerinde. Violet'in oyuna katılmasını, diğerleri gibi sıraya girmesini, ayaklarına kapananlar gibi olmasını, oyunları altında kırılmasını bekliyorlar. Ama Violet diğerleri gibi değil. Eğilmeyi reddediyor. Hepsine meydan okuyacak.

Fu Qingjun has transmigrated into a parallel world and discovered that his parallel self just committed suicide. With over 6,000 souls in his body, he feels his head throbbing. The next moment, he finds that his hair grows rapidly and that he could inject wisdom into a creature's brain through his hair.

They are cursed to be eternal enemies, locked in a relentless, fate‑sealed war that spans generations. Yet, in a twist of cruel, divine irony, they are blessed to find each other—a love so breathtakingly beautiful, it shines like a supernova amidst their endless darkness. This love is their only salvation, a fragile, radiant lifeline that could redeem even the most hardened hearts. But it is also a deadly, ticking time‑bomb, a perilous poison that threatens to destroy everything they hold dear. In their love lies both their ultimate redemption and their impending doom, a tragic, beautiful paradox that will consume them in a blaze of glory or plunge them into an abyss from which they may never return.

What will happen if your ordinary life becomes not so ordinary? What will happen if your old existence becomes anew? What will happen if the world that you know is changing? Our heroine, Anne, is a 40 year old librarian, that got entangled in mythical magic, inside a mysterious fairytale book. When the disaster happened, she got thrown into another world, the kingdom of Valorian, where magic and lore are coming alive. A world where she becomes younger again, but with a wisdom and knowledge of a forty-year-old woman. Inside the new world, destiny brought her four pillars of her new life, men with a desirable position in the Valorian kingdom. With their protection, also comes love and desire. Could Anne will be able to handle all of them? Or she will succumb to her own madness with no one to love?

Selène Jameson a toujours été la tache familiale, une fille indésirable, l'ombre des enfants en or. La nuit où sa mère meurt en lui sauvant la vie, Selène perd la seule personne qui l'ait jamais aimée. Quand Atlas D'Angelo, le garçon à qui elle a tout donné, la trahit de la manière la plus cruelle possible, elle jure de ne plus jamais mendier l'amour. Mais le destin a des plans plus sombres. La nuit où Selène goûte enfin à la liberté, la célébrité, l'argent, un avenir bien à elle, sa famille la vend à une vente aux enchères surnaturelle. Elle est propulsée dans un monde caché gouverné par des lycans qui considèrent les humains comme rien de plus que des marchandises. Puis il l'achète. Mikhaïl Morozov, Alpha de Wintercrest et Grand Alpha de la Concorde d'Onyx. Craint dans tout Nocturna, le Royaume Lycan. Avec un passé brisé, une sœur disparue et un trône bâti sur le sang et la trahison, la dernière chose dont il a besoin est une fille humaine rebelle avec une langue acérée et un humour plus sombre que ses péchés. Mais Selène n'est pas humaine. Elle porte le Croissant, une marque de pouvoir ancien qui pourrait sauver Nocturna ou le détruire. Quand Kustav Volkov, un Alpha rival impitoyable, se révèle être le père de Selène, il fait valoir ses droits sur elle. Mikhaïl offre à Selène un choix : l'épouser dans un pacte lié par le sang qui lui accorde une protection selon la loi lycan. Mais ce mariage de convenance sera tout sauf commode. *** « Et tu sens bon, » l'ai-je interrompu, les mots s'échappant avant que je puisse les arrêter. « Vraiment bon. Comme l'hiver mais pas le genre terrifiant. Le genre magnifique. Avec de la neige et— » J'ai froncé le nez, cherchant la description. « Ces délicats motifs de givre qui apparaissent sur le verre. » Mikhaïl a produit un son profond dans sa poitrine qui aurait pu être un grognement ou un petit rire ou quelque chose entre les deux. « Pourquoi y a-t-il deux escaliers ? » ai-je lâché soudainement, me fixant sur le grand escalier dupliqué qui se dressait devant nous. « Est-ce intentionnel ? Ça semble ridiculement excessif. » « Il n'y a qu'un seul escalier, moya. » « Tu es sûr ? Parce que j'en vois définitivement deux. Peut-être as-tu besoin d'une correction visuelle. Les lycans ont-ils besoin de lunettes ? Ce serait hilarant. De petites lunettes perchées sur un loup énorme et terrifiant— » « Selène. » Sa voix est sortie tendue, d'une manière qui a pénétré même à travers mon brouillard. « Tu dois arrêter de parler. » J'ai levé les yeux vers lui, la douleur perçant à travers l'agréable brume. « Pourquoi ? Est-ce que je t'agace ? Je suis désolée. Je vais rester silencieuse. » « Non. » Le mot s'est échappé, vif, presque angoissé. « Tu ne m'agaces pas. Tu es— » Il a tranché la phrase, sa mâchoire se serrant si violemment que j'ai vu le muscle tressaillir. « Juste... repose-toi. » Mais je ne voulais pas me reposer. Je voulais comprendre pourquoi son expression paraissait comme ça—tout rigide et affamée et quelque chose d'autre que je ne pouvais pas identifier. « Est-ce que ça va ? » ai-je demandé, levant ma main vers sa mâchoire. Il a intercepté mon poignet avant le contact, sa prise douce mais inflexible. « Ne fais pas ça. » « Pourquoi pas ? » « Parce que je maintiens à peine le contrôle tel qu'il est, et si tu me touches maintenant— » Il s'est arrêté brusquement, ses yeux se fermant momentanément. « Ne le fais simplement pas. » Cela aurait dû m'effrayer. La férocité dans son ton, la façon dont sa retenue semblait se défaire aux coutures. Mais moi-intoxiquée a simplement souri, inexplicablement satisfaite. Puis j'ai remarqué la façon dont son regard est tombé. Juste pour une fraction de battement de cœur. Sur ma bouche. La chaleur a fleuri dans ma poitrine, se répandant comme un feu de forêt. « Tu veux m'embrasser, » ai-je soufflé, la révélation me rendant étourdie. Ses yeux se sont relevés vers les miens, bleu glacial devenu prédateur. « Embrasser, » a-t-il dit lentement, sa voix baissant d'une octave, « ne commence même pas à effleurer la surface de ce que je veux te faire. » L'air a quitté mes poumons. Sa prise sur mon poignet a changé, son pouce trouvant mon point de pouls. Appuyant là. Sentant le rythme frénétique qu'il avait provoqué. « Embrasser c'est doux, » a-t-il continué, se penchant juste assez pour que son souffle effleure mes lèvres. Assez proche pour prendre. Assez proche pour réclamer. Mais il ne l'a pas fait. « Embrasser c'est tendre. Ce que je veux ? » Ses yeux ont parcouru mon visage, ma gorge, plus bas puis remontant avec une lenteur délibérée. « Il n'y a rien de doux là-dedans. »

Emily Patterson, a 16-year-old, is just your typical girl. Until she met a group of people who claim that she is their land's princess. Slowly, she made many new friends and learned many new things about her life, her friends and her family. On the other hand, she learned the truths about herself and goes through love, friendship, betrayal and bitter reality.

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"To the Winds of flower, to the stream of the river, Katsumi Kejoro at your service" The Femal Yokai Kejoro after been exorcised and brought back to a new life as a woman after given a chance by the monk. She notes all her clients who she had tended.Some good, some bad, some evil, some change. The short story is about every client from different eras who she had done their hair.

A woman grows into her father's family secret, and with it a whole new incredible world. A world that doesn't include her mother, her childhood friend or her past, but that she learns to embrace and even protect. Fresh out of high school she has to learn to deal with a whole new life. Thus starts the first year of a college she didn’t even know existed. Join her in this great discovery and the adventures of the Taciturno's noctis college.

Lin Tian was a senior medical school graduate. After he fell walking down the road, he got up and found that the world had changed. There were zombies, vampires, demons, ghosts, and even angels on the road? "What kind of world is this?" In a panic, Lin Tian's brain awakened the healing system. "Congratulations, host, you've awakened the healing system, that gives the host the ability of all medical skills to treat a creature. You can get a random reward. The reward contains everything in the world, from booster abilities to starships and battle armor." As soon as Lin Tian heard this, he immediately said to the zombie in front of him, "I am a doctor who can give you a facelift and restore your appearance. Don't eat me!" From then on, Lin Tian embarked on the road of pulling teeth for zombies, treating vampires for blood-sickness, psychological counseling for demons, treating angels for feather removal, and so on. There was no disease that Lin Tian couldn't cure. Lin Tian has now changed from a prey into a superstar, adored by each race. Every day, in front of Lin Tian's home, there would be seen a queue of creatures from the door to dozens of kilometers away. One day, after Lin Tian gave the God of Death treatment for spine problems, he finally drew the starship he had wanted for a long time. "Goodbye!" He was going to the universe to start a new life! Lin Tian boarded the battleship, but before he flew out of the planet, he was stopped by the King of Demons, six-winged angels, Zombie King, Vampire King, and other leaders of all races. They all yelled, "No way. What should we do if you leave? You are our only miracle doctor!"