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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

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.

On a cold winter's night the only sound of a violin playing a very popular song. The servants knew that the Madam of the house is lonely again. It's Christmas and yet their master is having fun with his mistress... This will be the day you will regret everything, Louie Chen... You, your family, and my family will regret it... And when that day comes I'm no longer the person you have met... The documents have been signed and it is already on the nightstand table; the divorce papers; the agreement documents that he can't take anything from her whether it is a living or non-living thing. The only treasures that she has are her violin, flute, the necklace with an infinity pendant that her grandfather gave to her, and her sketchbooks. She doesn't want anything from him, and his family. She will leave everything that he bought for her..... From clothes, shoes to pieces of jewelry... She doesn't want any alimony. All the servants help her packed her things; even though she only got 2 bags. She gave them a simple gift from her as they become her family even though it is not blood-related. At exactly midnight Luna left the Chen Mansion... She hailed a taxi and went directly to a train station. She will be going to City F; from there she will start her new life. ----------- The cover page is not mine..... credits to the owner. This is my first time to write I hope for your kind considerations and this novel is purely fictional... Thank you, Ms. Clarrisa Gonzales, for the cover page

Sipnosis: tentang seorang wanita yang periang dan ceria dan menjadi primadona sekolah Academy music school namun dunianya berubah ketika bertemu dengan pria yang sangat pemurung dan mempunyai aura yang sangat gelap ditakutin semua siswa dan siswi disekolah di sebuah koridor merekapun saling bertabrakan dan itu lah yang membuat dunia Ochi berubah drastis. Ochi penasaran dengan pria itu dan mulai jatuh cinta pada pria tersebut setiap hari Ochi mengintip Habiby dan terus ingin tau tentang dirinya sampai mereka menjadi sepasang kekasih dan banyak hal yang terjadi dalam hubungan mereka penuh lika liku ujian cinta mereka akan kah Ochi dan Habiby bisa bertahan sampai mereka lulus dan bisa terus bersama dan sampai tiba saatnya mereka bahagia selamanya.

Jin Yahui was living his regular life in good ol' Earth. Until he was hit by Truck-san and was transported to a Wuxia world!!! His golden finger? A music system... that only plays music. ORZ Watch Jin Yahui as he suffers through old-timey tunes and elevator music in his journey to conquer the world! ........... Expect less than 50-word slice of life chapters, and if you're here for a story, then you're at the wrong place. Please kindly find another novel ¯\_(ツ)_/ ¯ Hello! I have stopped writing this book and gone towards completing a serious version. Search for Music System: REWRITTEN for the novel!

Ana’s hands quivered when the chair she sat on was pulled over and the man leaned closer, almost towering over her while she sat on the chair. ‘‘Ana, do you remember what I told you before leaving?’’ Yu Lin Shen smirked. He leaned even closer to her ear and asked sensually. How could she not remember what he told her? Those words were kept and treasured in her heart for so long. ‘‘Yu Lin Shen, behave yourself. We are in the office, anyone can walk in at any time.’’ Ana said, trying to act cool. ‘‘Don’t worry. I made sure everyone left and…’’ Yu Lin Shen bit her ear adding, '‘I locked the door so there won’t be anyone disturbing us.’’ Ana’s heart started beating faster when she heard those words. She didn’t dare to look Lin Shen in the eyes because she was afraid her own body would betray her. ‘‘I read your moments a day ago and you said you wanted a baby after visiting the children’s center. So… I came back immediately without a second thought. Tonight… let’s make that baby together, Ana.’’ Lin Shen touched Ana’s chin and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Hi everyone, I've decided to join this year's 2024 WSA with a new book titled; "I am Sabrina (Cursed By Love). Kindly check it out and thank you.

In ages past when hope was spent and low, All creation stood bound within its quiet repose. Then did Reality tremble from a boundless might, And the earth quaked across the starless night. A star descended from the vast beyond, And bound reality in grief's most tragic bond. It stole the future in its greedy plight, Yet wept in secret at the ruined sight. With painted smiles it played a gentle part, And strove to heal each broken, wounded heart. Yet the star never found the words to seek amends, The answer on the tip of its tongue which it couldn't transcend. Its guilt endured, a weight upon its boundless soul, Awaiting forgiveness from the broken world. Wherefore to him whose destiny it had reft, It turned to mend the soul that it had left. The Bereft was lost, struggling with his blight, Yet the star became his new, endearing light. Until at last the end drew near, And to eternity the star must steer. In passing through the void it set things right, Returning the future it had plight. No soul recalled the star from then on, Save for the Bereft… whose longing was not gone.

A princess in a fantasy world, shackled by restrictive rules of the castle, had sought nothing but freedom. She found it in the end. It was death. However, the princess had found herself waking up in a body of Devon Lin. A twenty-five-year-old aspiring author living a double-life struggling to write stories at day and a contracted sleeping buddy at night? Meet Lewis Qin. Fame, looks, wealth, and power. He has it all. However, not known to many, Lewis had a severe sleeping problem. Until he met her… Can the princess finally find the freedom she sought? Or was the contract that binds her with him was just another shackle she must break free? Would he fall asleep? Or fall in love? Watch as these two try to make ends meet, find their place and purpose in this vast world.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dragons, who existed even before the birth of human civilization, became the guardian dragons of the empire. But I don't care what you all call me, I'm going to sleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Special Tags: Gender Bender