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What would happen if a black woman and a white man fell in love in the middle of the 60s in the United States? *Notice: This story was not made for the purpose of hurting a group of people or discriminating against any belief, on the contrary, it promotes respect and peace among society. Segregated (All rights reserved)

It is when you lose someone that you know how much you cared about that person. In my case, I did everything I could to get rid of that person even if it meant paying a high price. Regret is the only thing I have left after what I did. Is it possible to forgive ourselves when we are reminded of our bad decisions, when we are hated by the person we love most in the world?

Ryan used to bully his classmates in particular Elliot. But when his parents died he started living with his aunt, after that he changed. Know that he is grown up he went to his home town to finish university but there he find Elliot friend who is being friendly. But when he finds out what that friend wants he schoked

Depois de ter feito sua escolha, Alanis acabou sendo morta pelo homem que amava por ter causado a morte de sua irmã, agora, depois e voltar no tempo para o dia em que fez sua escolha, ela decide mudar as coisas e aceitar o pedido de casamento do príncipe louco. Um contrato surge entre eles e só a Deusa da lua pode dizer como o futuro irá se desenvolver dessa vez, porque tudo está mudando.

Born and broken within the confines of Project Nemesis, Sylvester Blackthorne emerged from a brutal experiment aimed at stripping children of their humanity, transforming them into living weapons. He endured the frigid halls of the Cryo Facility, the relentless drills, and the suffocating pressure to evolve into something beyond human something inhuman. Now, years later, he roams the immaculate corridors of Saint Halstead Academy, the country’s top-tier school. To everyone else, he’s just a polite transfer student with average grades. But for Sylvester, this place represents his final sanctuary a chance to bury his past, live a quiet life, and finally experience the normalcy that was once denied to him. Yet, shadows have a way of creeping back in. Old instincts, hidden rivalries, and unseen foes threaten to pull him back into the very game he vowed to leave behind. Is peace a luxury Sylvester can truly claim… or will it come at a cost he never anticipat

PROJECT FUTURE A book appears. No author. No publisher. No origin anyone can trace. Its price is greater than the wealth of nations, and its claim is impossible: it does not predict the future—it already knows it. To prove itself, it reveals two events before they happen with absolute precision. A deadly virus no scientist has imagined. The collapse of a government no intelligence agency believes possible. Every word comes true. Within weeks, the world descends into chaos. Governments race to seize it. Intelligence agencies hunt for it. Billionaires, religious orders, and criminal empires wage silent wars to possess the one object capable of rewriting history itself. Yet amid the global obsession, almost no one asks the only question that truly matters: Why did the book appear? Hidden behind humanity's greatest crisis is a conflict far older than civilization—one that has quietly shaped history from the shadows. As the book moves toward the person destined to wield it, the balance between fate and free will begins to collapse. Because the greatest threat to the future is not the book. It is the one who learns how to read it. In a world where every decision can already be known, every rebellion anticipated, and every victory erased before it begins... How do you change a future that has already been written?

After saving a little girl, the protagonist gets hit by a truck and awakens in a white "room" in front of a goddess that tells the excited him that this is just a procedure before his soul dissipates, but something unexpected happens and the goddess is shocked to discover that the protagonist's identity is...

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

After accidentally falling off a cliff, Faye Yardley finds herself transmigrated into a male-oriented sea survival novel she had read. Not wanting to become the cannon fodder character who shares her name, and determined to ensure her brother survives, she resolves to clear this sea survival game and leave the game world alive.