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Freya Evenkey is the shaman of Safka. Her mundane life includes helping townsfolk and exorcising demons. Until one day she almost loses her life during a routine house call. After picking up a mysterious item she discovers there is more to her world than she ever thought before! Some call it a game, or is it a curse? Hiatus until March 18th 2022 Release Schedule: 2 Chapters/week, Monday and Friday at 9 pm ET -------------------------------- *I will NOT sign a contract with webnovel any time in the future, so there will never be locked chapters (I don’t like the paywall system myself). If you would like to support me in this endevor and get early access to chapters consider supporting me on patreon! https://www.patreon.com/MintyMintyMilkTea Special thanks to aphin123 for the awesome book cover! Copyright 2020 MintyMintyMilkTea. All rights reserved. This story is also being published on Scribblehub and RoyalRoad.

Change comes to all of us. For Theo Bascopolis, the first time is when he's fifteen. He finds his life falling apart when his father discovers Theo is gay and orders him to become straight or leave. Having no choice, in spite of what his father might think, Theo leaves. But where can a fifteen-year-old go? Especially when it starts to rain. He thinks things are looking up when he meets a striking man named Franky, who seems very attracted to him. However, once again Theo's life changes when he learns all Franky wants is for him to hustle. And so Theo becomes the rent boy Sweetcheeks.<br><br>However, Franky underestimates Sweetcheeks, and the results of the ensuing fight sees Sweetcheeks fleeing to Washington DC, where he crosses paths with a group of rent boys who take him in. Finally Sweetcheeks has a family, a home, and an additional source of income in the form of apartments they're able to rent out.<br><br>His life changes again a few years later when a mysterious tenant by the name of Mark Vincent becomes the reason behind the assault on one of Sweetcheeks's boys. Vincent visits the boy in the hospital, bringing with him his equally enigmatic trainee, William Matheson. The instant attraction blindsides Sweetcheeks. In spite of knowing love isn't for rent boys, he hopes Matheson can see beyond the body he's offered to so many.<br><br>But Matheson has secrets of his own. Can Sweetcheeks overcome his insecurities enough to believe in the quiet man who's come into his life? Can Matheson keep his actual occupation a secret without it jeopardizing their budding relationship?

Awalnya Keisha kira mimpi buruk yang ia alami selama ini, hanyalah mimpi buruk biasa. Namun, lama-kelamaan Keisha merasa aneh. Pasalnya Keisha terus memimpikan hal yang sama dan selalu ada anak laki-laki. Membuat Keisha bertanya-tanya, sebenarnya siapa anak laki-laki itu? Farel yang merupakan teman masa kecilnya, menyembunyikan fakta yang tak terduga. Farel tidak ingin Keisha mengingat kembali masa lalunya. Keisha tidak tinggal diam begitu saja, ia mencari tahu sendiri dengan harapan ingatannya kembali. Lelah rasanya dihantui mimpi buruk terus menerus. Tentu saja ini tidaklah mudah karena Keisha harus menghadapi segala macam cobaan yang didapat dari temannya sendiri. "Mengingat kembali saja sudah sulit bagiku, ditambah masalah yang terus datang bahkan yang tak aku lakukan sekalipun," batin Keisha.

　We always think that if we could go back to the past, had our time again, we could make the difference and control our destiny. 　But you have to believe that all meetings and departures have their own reasons.　　 As the long years pass, we finally get used to no longer having each other, living alone in our own worlds, no longer yearning so much, and no longer feeling so many regrets. 　If one day, we meet again at a corner of the city, will we still recognize each other, the person we once loved so deeply at first sight? No one knows. We always think that if lord gives us another chance, allowing us to go back to the past, to start over, we can correct our mistakes, control our fate, and have our time again, not realizing that in the myriad of timelines, we may have already reached a fork of the destiny, we have been losing each other. Everything that will happen, will happen eventually. So let's move forward, because that's our life.

The universe is a ruthless meat grinder run by arrogant gods. Omni is about to break the handle. When the supreme deities of Light and Darkness clash, they don't just leave ruins behind—they wipe entire realities off the map, melting millions into screaming, formless biological paste just to clear the board. Sector 9 was one of those casualties. Omni survived the visceral, agonizing slaughter of his home, but he didn't escape empty-handed. Dropped into a rotting cosmic scrapyard where the alien rain burns flesh to the bone, he is armed with a deadpan stare, a fiercely protective system whispering in his mind, and a dangerous, dormant power fueled by pure, unadulterated chaos. To charge it, Omni needs human friction. Fortunately, he’s found the perfect catalysts. His party isn't a roster of legendary heroes. It’s a terrified coward who is accidentally indestructible, a girl cursed with a parasitic furnace of blinding rage, a broken empath bleeding out from past betrayals, a scholar bullied by a hallucinatory teacher in his own brain, and an exhausted, dust-covered goddess of reincarnation who just wants a nap. Together, they aren't trying to fulfill a grand prophecy or save a dying cosmos. They’re just trying to boil some alien spices, keep their houseplants alive, and carve out a cozy, chaotic sanctuary in the middle of a terrifying universe designed to crush them. But the cosmos is a ticking time bomb. The heavens and hells are locked in a petty, apocalyptic rivalry, and the collateral damage of their tantrums threatens to erase Omni's fragile sanctuary at any moment. Bound by a dangerous vow to a cosmic entity named Aethelgard, Omni has been tasked with an insane suicide mission: fix the broken universal ledger and force the bloodthirsty pantheons into a permanent equilibrium. He doesn't want to be a savior, but if dragging the arrogant deities by their throats and forcing them to play nice is the only way to protect his front porch, Omni is fully prepared to get his hands dirty.

[Mature Content] In a world on the brink of annihilation, a woman holds the lifeless body of her beloved, the very Demon Lord who summoned her to be his pet and pawn in a devastating war. Transported from her own world against her will, she once sought only death, but found an unexpected love for both her captor and the fantastical realm he ruled. Now, as chaos reigns and all is lost, his final act of love is a spell to send her back to the safety of her original world. But she refuses to accept a life without him. In a desperate, world-shattering gamble, she unleashes a forbidden power to reverse time itself, willing to sacrifice her own soul for a second chance to rewrite their tragic destiny. Will she be able to avert the apocalypse and save the man she loves, or is she doomed to watch her world—and her heart—be torn apart once more? This is a tale of epic fantasy, dark romance, and the fierce determination of a love that defies even fate itself.

Eight people are chosen. They come from different lives and different worlds, bound together by one shared truth: they have already lost everything that mattered to them. They are called pieces. One is a military commander, once the head of a kingdom’s army, now arrested and locked inside the same prison he once guarded. Others carry their own sins, regrets, and irreversible choices. They belong to a world called Nirvana, a place where modern technology exists alongside magic, kings, kingdoms, and hidden horrors. Every piece is tied to the fate of this world, whether they realize it or not. Drawn together by forces beyond their control, the eight are pulled into a larger game where survival, choice, and consequence matter more than morality. They are not heroes. They are not saviors. They are simply pieces that have already fallen. ------- Author’s Note English is not my first language, so I use AI tools for sentence structuring and proofreading. The story, characters, and direction are entirely my own. Thank you for reading, and feel free to share your thoughts in the comments. My patreon - https://patreon.com/Confused_writer

She used to blush at the sight of him. Now his touch makes her vomit. After five years of bridal training in an empire that despises her, conquered princess Merdi demands an annulment from the most perfect man alive. Duke Clifton, war hero, golden heir, her indifferent fiancé, has never been refused anything. He's not about to start now. © PAMINCU / Letobooks / Floriel

Accidentally bound to a quick transmigration system, Ning Yue is resistant on the surface, but inwardly, she's screaming wildly: "As long as I keep completing missions, it's equivalent to gaining eternal life, I'm going to keep transmigrating forever!" In "True and Fake Rich Daughter," she is the fake rich daughter who was abandoned. She declares, "The wealthy family abandoned me, so I will create a wealthy family of my own!" In "Era's Blessed Child," she leads her entire family to build a fortune, turning the fake blessed child into a real blessed child. In "Flourishing Age of Shengshi," having transmigrated into the Empress who was turned into cannon fodder, she simply turns the ungrateful mother and son into cannon fodder instead.

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!