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Paboritong estudyante ni Euna si Macy Doña, isang malungkuting bata. Wala na itong ina, kaya gumawa siya ng paraan para kausapin ang ama nito. Gusto niya sanang ipaintindi sa ama nito, na kailangan siya ng anak niya. Hindi lang atensyon, kundi pagmamahal niya para rito. Ngunit alam ni Euna, na walang pakialam ang ama ni Macy sa kanya. Nang nakaharap niya ang biyudo - si Kinsey Doña - she was astonished by the spam of excitement na kanyang naramdaman. She didn't expect to meet a man na nagtataglay ng mga katangiang magpapatalon sa kanyang puso. Subalit gwapo man ito, hindi maikakaila ang lungkot sa mga mata nito. Sa nakita niya ay nais niyang pawiin ang kalungkutan nito at maging pangalawang ina ni Macy. Papasukin kaya siya nito sa parang nakapinid nitong puso?

Na vida passada de Tilly, ela foi uma vilã que negligenciou seu marido e filho por poder. Então, a "verdadeira mulher da profecia" apareceu e os tirou dela. Quando ela falhou em tomar o trono para si, foi executada por todos os crimes que cometeu. Então, veio seu renascimento. Ela quer encontrar seu filho novamente, então jurou ser uma boa pessoa desta vez. Boa o suficiente para seduzir o Capitão Kiho — seu marido em sua vida passada. Mas logo, ela percebeu que flertar com o capitão é a menor de suas preocupações. Afinal, ela descobriu que sua "maldade" no passado foi causada pelo verdadeiro vilão — alguém que a queria morta para roubar o poder especial que ela não sabia que possuía. Um poder que tem algo a ver com as Quatro Bestas Antigas do Império Moonchester: A Fênix Vermelha, o Dragão Azul, o Tigre Dourado e a Serpente Negra. Aparentemente, ela é a Sacerdotisa da Besta... ... e sua linhagem não deveria mais existir. Por causa de seu sangue, há pessoas que querem se livrar dela. Então agora, além de ter uma vida feliz com Kiho e seu filho, ela tem um novo objetivo: queimar as vadias que querem arruinar sua família novamente. *** [TRECHO] *** ['Por que estou com tanto tesão esta noite?'] Tilly pensou consigo mesma enquanto chupava a pata de caranguejo de forma sugestiva. E então, ela notou que o Capitão Kiho engoliu em seco enquanto olhava para sua boca. ['Ah, não sou a única que está excitada e agitada aqui.'] Ela não sabia se era o álcool em seu sistema ou seu desespero para ter um filho… … mas de repente sentiu vontade de flertar com ele. Eles estavam destinados a se casar e ter um filho juntos de qualquer maneira. “Capitão”, disse Tilly assim que tirou a pata de caranguejo da boca. “Posso ver claramente que estamos atraídos um pelo outro. Vamos passar a noite juntos?” Kiho permaneceu com uma expressão impassível, mas ela viu o pânico cruzar seus olhos agora amarelados e brilhantes. Ah, o capitão estava sem graça. “Minha lady, você parece estar muito bêbada.” Ela caminhou em direção a ele e, quando ele não se moveu um centímetro, ela parou na frente dele e olhou para ele com um sorriso. “Capitão, você é o tipo de homem que só dorme com sua noiva?” “Parece que sim, minha lady.” Ele disse isso como se estivesse forçando as palavras a saírem de sua boca. Além disso, ela podia ver em seus olhos que ele estava em conflito – que era difícil para ele rejeitá-la. ['Ah, eu não sabia que tinha esse tipo de efeito no meu ex-marido.'] Ou talvez ela simplesmente não tenha prestado atenção no passado. “Capitão, eu tenho uma solução para o seu problema”, disse Tilly com uma voz brincalhona. Então, ela ficou na ponta dos pés e sussurrou no ouvido de Kiho. “Vamos nos casar.”

A broken ship. A poisoned world. A secret worth killing for. When pilot Greg Hale crosses paths with a stranger, he’s thrust into a web of lies that could ignite galactic war. Greg only wanted to finish his run. Instead, a single breakdown drags him into a plot that could shatter the galaxy’s fragile peace. On the inhospitable mining world of Galu, survival is measured in scavenged parts and stolen breaths. But beneath its poisoned skies lies a secret the Concord would kill to keep buried and when Greg crosses paths with a man hiding behind false names, their fates entwine in ways neither can escape. Elsewhere, Salet moves through the void with a single purpose: revenge. Haunted by loss and driven by memories the galaxy has tried to erase, his hunt forces a choice that could alter the trajectory of the known worlds at the cost of his own soul. From the wreckage-strewn pits of Galu to star-lanes haunted by scav gangs and smugglers, Greg is caught in a deadly game of shadows, where every ally may be an enemy in disguise, and every choice tips the balance of war. As Concord power fractures and the nebulae churn with unrest, one pilot must decide: is survival enough, or will he risk everything to stop the galaxy from tearing itself apart? Because in the end, the stars don’t care if you win by skill… or by luck.

It was a supposed to be a summer to remember but the terrors of Samael haunting them and making their summer to remember into a bloody, tragedy summer one.

A collection of short stories

Young hero naive enough to believe in justice in the end awake from his dream to find that not all heroines are angels and not all villains are devils

Follow the journey of a Centurion of humble origins who became a General of the Roman Empire. A brave man, navigating the complex period of the 'Crisis of the third Century'. ROMA INVICTA!

*SYNOPSIS : "LE POIDS DE L'ÂME"* Dans un monde où , Il n'y a plus de Dieu. Il n'y a plus d'espoir. Il ne reste que le choix. Il y a 2 ans, le ciel s'est ouvert. De là sont tombées les Légions. Pas pour conquérir. Pas pour détruire. Pour _juger_. En 48 heures, 90% de l'humanité a disparu. Pas à cause des griffes. À cause du silence. *Règle 1 Fais un bruit. Tu meurs. *Règle 2 Ressens de la peur. Ils te trouvent. *Règle 3 Aie de l’espoir. Ils te le prendront. Dans ce monde, *Kaïn* avait 15 ans. Novice. Aujourd'hui il en a 17. Tueur. Le jour où il a égorgé sa petite sœur pour l'empêcher de se transformer, l'Enfer l'a remarqué. Une marque noire lui court sur le bras. L'*Éther Noir*. Plus il souffre, plus il est fort. Plus il tue, plus il se rapproche des démons qu'il combat. Face à lui : *Azraël-Voix*. Le Cardinal des Légions. Il ne tue personne. Il parle. Et 9 personnes sur 10 se suicident après l'avoir écouté. Sa doctrine est simple : "Ce monde est une erreur. La miséricorde, c'est de l'éteindre." Entre les deux, l'humanité se déchire. Ceux qui prient encore. Ceux qui se scarifient pour avoir plus de puissance. Ceux qui ont déjà abandonné. *"LE POIDS DE L'ÂME"* Combien pèse ta conviction, quand il faut la payer en cadavres ?

In" Aelar's Forge," the narrative explores the intersection of creation and destruction through the journey of Aelar Dayan, a skilled blacksmith returning to his devastated homeland. The mysterious annihilation of Ravendale serves as both literal setting and metaphorical landscape, where absence becomes presence and craftsmanship becomes resistance. As Aelar and his father Rioran resurrect ancient forging techniques, the story examines how symbols—both material and metaphorical—mediate between known and unknown realms. Their craftsmanship becomes an act of reclamation against forces that unmake, suggesting that creation itself may be the most powerful response to entropy and loss. The journey to Padas represents movement from isolated trauma toward interconnected understanding, while the shadows that pursue them embody the tension between illumination and obscurity that defines their quest. Through their metalwork, the protagonists attempt to translate the ineffable into the tangible, transforming abstract threats into concrete challenges that can be faced and possibly overcome.

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?"