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She had kept her dreams as her priority but her love and family had turned their backs on her but someone was there for her to held her hand in the dark but who knew that her dream would be crashed by those hand only. She was all broken because her dreams were also taken away from her. But again those hand held her and this time they even protected her and made her raise in the sky so that she can shine again.

He was an ordinary person. He had a will. He always had, but 'it' always achieved his will. With his desire always been fulfilled, what reality could he shape? Awoken on his own bed, unknowing of the blood that had stained his hands, he went to his ordinary life - while invisible hands shaped his own fate, gradually twisting his life.

When I think about him, I can revision that night. The Syrens.. have gone too far.

Go thy false to heaven and me, thy very tears are treachery. A girl turned woman must learn to navigate beyond the past of her family’s betrayal, and create a future in a time that has all but erased their traces on earth. The revenge she seeks goes beyond one person, and may bring the entire country to ruins in the collateral

In this story, we'll be focusing on one insignificant town, the town where you'll start, the town of Asyrienn. Asyrienn is one of the most incredibly boring places on earth, nothing has been happening for ages, even things like murder were last committed around 250 years ago. The days pass there as if they were years. Today, something unusual happens. Some citizens of Asyrienn wake up with a strange, unified mark somewhere on their bodies. They later find out that these marks give them superpowers! What's next?

The After-End - The amnesiac monk who tries to remember his memory as he journeys through hell in search of his family. The Cursed Grave - A desperate youth who wants to get rich at all cost. The Old Church - The gentle journalist who transforms into a ruthless monster. The Cannibals Of Caliba - A cursed people desperate to redeem their pledges to the gods. What I Saw - Trying to escape an enemy slavery camped Land but falling into deathly traps themselves. Will they come out alive? Will Zaire be able to return home? Lyda - An ancient story retold of a mysterious yet deadly snake found living in male bodies. This collection of short stories explores the dark and ironic sides of the human behavior influenced by the unknown and they keep happening in a cycle.

In a world where Brooches of Power dictate the fate of warriors, kingdoms, and even gods, the battle for ultimate control rages on. Some brooches bring light, others spread darkness—but one stands above them all: the Sheem Brooch. A child lost to a storm. A war spanning generations. A destiny bound to magic. When Bastin Terris is swept away by a great flood, he awakens in a world torn apart by legendary warriors, celestial beings, and corrupted magic. The brooch his father left him is no ordinary relic—it holds the key to a forgotten legacy, one that both heroes and tyrants seek to control. But power comes at a price. Lunéviel Noctis and Zahir-Shamranuddin-Ahfzek—two of the world’s most feared wielders—will stop at nothing to claim the Last Brooch. As Bastin grows, so does the war, drawing him into a conflict that threatens to consume the realms. Angels and demons. Titans and traitors. Warriors and gods. Will he rise as the wielder of the Sheem Brooch, or fall into the abyss of fate? The battle has begun. The Last Brooch must not fall into the wrong hands.

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!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.