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a 27 years old woman who lives with her friend, tries to chase after the truth behind the mysterious imprisonment.

After the death of Tashi's parents, she moves to the countryside with her brother. To lead the peaceful life of her parents' dreams. But the hidden wound grows in her heart with the high tides near her house until a pale skin and blue-eyed young man accidentally meets her. He seems distant and unnatural yet captivating to her.

Norman Dremour is an ordinary college student who likes to daydream about his ideal life. But his dream soon turns into a nightmare when he becomes the target of the Foundation, a secret organization that captures and studies people like him who can manifest their dreams into reality. Norman is a Dreamer, one of the rarest and most powerful anomalies in the world, and the Foundation wants to exploit him for their agenda. But the Foundation is not the only group interested in him. He is also contacted by Aria, a mysterious young woman who claims to be part of the Resistance, a group of Dreamers who oppose the Foundation and seek to liberate their kind. She offers to help Norman escape and join their cause, but can he trust her? Or is she just another pawn of the foundation?

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A story of small dog Tricki

Hey there, I'm Nadiya,code 200404, from STPRI High School. As you know, 95% of Bruneian school is ordinary one but do you know...5% of the school is ah...a little bit special,is more like UnOrdinary..

This is trash

A world of gods and monsters grows bigger with each passing day. More secrets are uncovered and discoveries are made. More is learned about the world and it's inhabitants as a young man learns what exactly he is through pain and suffering. Though he is known by many names, they all point to one, snowy haired man. White hand, Venor Nox, Asher Cain, these are but names and do not do justice to the man himself. He has known suffering beyond comparison and all he wants is a life where he doesn't have to deal with loss. unfortunately for him, suffering and loss follow him like a dog and it's bone.

In a world were everything seems real until you wake up and notice what is real and what is fake? But you only know one thing

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?"