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Dave Johnson is closing up his bar in the early hours of the morning when he rescues a young Goth who identifies himself only as Kyle. When Dave realizes Kyle has nowhere to go, he offers to let the young man stay at his place.<br><br>Kyle is sexy and surrounded by mystery, and rather tight-lipped about it all. But he soon worms his way into Dave's life and heart. Yet dark secrets have a way of coming out at the most inopportune times, and Kyle's past life may catch up to the men sooner than either of them expected.

Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

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

Synopsis: Normal. He was normal. He was like any other person in the whole world. There was nothing interesting with him, just a guy with normal and simple goals and dreams... That's what Russell was. But then he met him. Colin Brooks, local loner and nobody. He doesn't care about anyone nor does anyone care about him. He was an outcast because... he wasn't like the norm. And Russell was intrigued by him and how he doesn't give a single fuck about anyone. He was always alone yet he was something else. Something that Russell can't really explain. He was... special in a way (Warning: -Bullying -Homophobia -Transphobia -Dead naming -Domestic Abuse -Racism -Bad Parenting -Character Death)

El 1 de diciembre de 2022 el jurado del Concurso Nacional de Cuento "Hubert Lanssiers 2022", compuesto por los escritores Miluska Benavides, Leslie Guevara, Alejandro Neyra, Gustavo Rodríguez y Miguel Ruíz Effio, se reunió para elegir a los ganadores y menciones honrosas de dicho concurso. Se recibieron 151 relatos a nivel nacional, y se contó con un comité lector integrado por 80 voluntarios designados por Machucabotons Escuela de Escritura, para la lectura y preelección. Hecha la apertura de los sobres, la relación de ganadores quedó establecida de esta forma: Primer premio "Camel - Pulp" por Ostracista Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Segundo premio "Los cobardes no van al cielo" por Aaron Champi Seudónimo de EDWIN WALTER TOVAR CHUMPITAZ Se hace notar que es la primera vez en la historia del concurso que un participante recibe en simultáneo el primer y segundo premio. El jurado interpreta este hecho como un testimonio de talento literario y felicita el autor.

At first he didn't expect much from school. He simply wanted to live through highschool and move on. But what resulted was the complete restructure of society itself. With him at the epicenter of it. If the cover art belongs to you, Please dm through my Instagram 1billy_jack9. And I will take it down

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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.

João da Silva sempre se viu como alguém medíocre, até que Isabel Braga — uma jovem neurodivergente — atravessa sua rotina pacata com ações inesperadas, tão constrangedoras quanto engraçadas. Entre mal-entendidos e instantes sutis de ternura, os dois lentamente constroem uma conexão intensa. Uma história sobre duas pessoas aceitando a si mesmas por meio do olhar uma da outra: Isabel, ao encontrar alguém que não a cobra para que ela seja diferente, porque a ama do jeito que ela é; e João, ao entender que não é necessário ser visto ou se sentir como alguém único, ao encontrar uma pessoa que o enxergue entre todos como o mais especial.

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?"