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"I just got isekai'd to Hisui by Arceus himself. One moment I was in my world — the next, I'm standing in an ancient land full of Pokémon, wearing torn clothes from the long journey through the forest. Now, at this misty hot spring under the dusk sky, a towering Alpha Gardevoir watches over me with glowing red eyes and an evil smirk. She’s been following me ever since I arrived... protecting me, or claiming me? With smaller Gardevoir lurking in the mist, I’m not sure if I’m safe… or in way over my head."

Liora’s life is quiet and predictable — school days, sunset photographs, and Evren, the best friend who has always been by her side. Then on a random Tuesday, a new message appears. Rowan. What starts as a few casual chats slowly turns into late-night conversations and a connection Liora never expected. Yet something about him always feels slightly out of reach. While life continues with her friends and familiar routines, strange things begin happening online — disappearing accounts, unsettling messages, and whispers about something called The Last Seen Circle. Liora doesn’t realize it yet, but some people enter your life with a purpose. And sometimes, the most dangerous moment isn’t when someone sends a message… It’s when the screen quietly says: Typing… Typing… — a story about trust, digital shadows, and how easily a heart can be manipulated.

Generic Fiction, just trying to write. Do not expect anything else beside the aforementioned. Feel Free to give feedback.

Bram is just waking up in what seems to be his childhood home. With no memories it's up to him and his thoughts to navigate this world and become free to do what they can to recover bram's memories.

In a world with three continents, newborn male kids were known to possess traits of Animals, and they were called BEASTS, the kids were said to be dangerous, and there were certain people kept at hospitals to take care of the babies- To assassinate them. Amidst all these issues, there was a male kid that wasn't killed, Denzel. Denzel grew up, knowing the fact that he was a beast, but he had to live hiding that fact with the fear that he might be killed. He soon met a girl who was just like him, taking her to be his friend, he didn't know what her true motive was, until she finally betrayed him, making him lose people close to him. Denzel lived his life with hatred for the girl in his heart, with his main objective being to kill her. But the whole thing didn't just end there, as many more secrets began to get uncovered in his journey to kill her. Join Denzel as he uncovers many more secrets of the world and people like him as he lives on. ----------------------------------------------- So, this is an original novel and I am giving it my all, I hope you give it a chance. The early chapters were not quite good but that is because they were the first I ever wrote, so I would ask that you read till chapter 40 before concluding that it is not for you. You won't regret it if you continue to read it, It gets better later on. I hope you all would like it because I feel it is very good work from me. P.S: The cover photo was made by me but the original picture in it is not mine, I adopted a picture and made my cover out of it. If the original owner of the picture sees this message, you can contact me.

BLOODTYPE is a wlw vampire romance novel. Ashley is a world renowned African American scientist whose groundbreaking discoveries and innovative inventions have reshaped the field of biology. Publicly, she's celebrated for her research in animal anatomy and physiology, earning her respect and acclaim worldwide. Yet, beneath the surface of her polished reputation lies a relentless obsession: the study of vampire blood, and vampires themselves. She's always been interested in inhumane creatures. Things that look and sound human, but aren't. Beasts. Creatures that blend in with us. What would happen if she came face to face with one?

Since the unexpected death of her daughter, Dr. Choi has been involved in continuing her human cloning project, but with one goal in mind: to bring her "daughter" back. The point at the time is that Choi's research resulted in three different types of DNA, but they were quite close to her daughter's initial DNA. The doctor knows that she is already a bit old to conceive another child, so she turns to three women to continue with the plan and obtain what was taken from her a few years ago. Choi's pain started three different stories. Three girls who would be born after nine months, but also a lot of suffering and anguish due to a trauma that she could never overcome.

Since the unexpected death of her daughter, Dr. Choi has been involved in continuing her human cloning project, but with one goal in mind: to bring her "daughter" back. The point at the time is that Choi's research resulted in three different types of DNA, but they were quite close to her daughter's initial DNA. The doctor knows that she is already a bit old to conceive another child, so she turns to three women to continue with the plan and obtain what was taken from her a few years ago. Choi's pain started three different stories. Three girls who would be born after nine months, but also a lot of suffering and anguish due to a trauma that she could never 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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"