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Micah Thaxter has a problem -- one scary, inconvenient problem. His shadow wants him dead and isn’t shy about it.<br><br>On the plus side, it’s not his time to die and Scary Gary is always there to carry him back to the land of the living. Gary is far too pale, his black cloak a bit out of fashion, and his scythe quite terrifying, but he’s still one of the most beautiful men Micah has ever seen.<br><br>Micah may be stuck with a homicidal shadow, but perhaps there’s a way to keep Gary around too. His job escorting souls keeps him busy, but since Micah has already died once today, Gary’s there. So what’s the harm in offering him a cup of tea?

TITLE: Reborn in Gary: The Second Life of the King CATEGORY: Realistic Fiction / Transmigration & Reincarnation TAGS: Reincarnation, Music, System, Redemption, Historical Fiction, Emotional, Drama, Fame, Second Chance, Slice of Life, Trauma, Family, Coming of Age, Genius Protagonist, Fix-It --- SUMMARY: On a cold Tuesday morning in 2024, twenty-nine year old Marcus Webb closes his eyes for the last time after a sudden cardiac arrest in his Chicago apartment. He leaves behind nothing remarkable — a modest apartment, a streaming playlist, and a lifelong obsession with the greatest entertainer who ever lived. He never published anything. Never created anything. Never became anything. He just loved Michael Jackson deeply, completely, and quietly his entire life. He knew every lyric. Every interview. Every court document. Every betrayal. Every surgery. Every tear. He studied the man the way scholars study scripture. So when Marcus opens his eyes again and finds himself staring up at a cracked ceiling in Gary, Indiana, wrapped in a thin cotton blanket in the summer of 1958, he does not scream. He does not cry. He simply lies there in his newborn body, with his adult mind fully intact, and thinks one single thought. He knows exactly how this life ends. He knows about the poverty of Gary. The tiny two bedroom house on Jackson Street with nine children crammed inside its walls. He knows about Joe Jackson, the cold and iron-handed patriarch who will turn his sons into stars through a method that walks the narrow and brutal line between discipline and cruelty. He knows about the rehearsals that never end, the belt that comes down without warning, and the childhood that gets swallowed whole by ambition. He knows about the Motown audition and the Ed Sullivan appearances and the screaming crowds that will surround him before he is even old enough to understand what fame truly costs. He knows about Quincy Jones and the genius that will pour out of them together. He knows about Thriller and the moonwalk and the single white glove and the night on May 16, 1983 when he will slide across a stage and the world will collectively lose its breath. He knows about the vitiligo and the surgeries and the loneliness that quietly hollows a man out from the inside even as a billion people are screaming his name from the outside. He knows about 1993. He knows about Martin Bashir. He knows about Neverland and what it represented, both the beauty of it and the danger of it. He knows about Dr. Conrad Murray and the propofol and the morning of June 25, 2009 when the most famous human being on the planet died alone on a floor while the people around him scrambled to protect themselves instead of him. Marcus Webb knows all of it. And now he is Michael Jackson. Not a copy. Not a shadow. Not a character in a story. He is in the body, behind the eyes, inside the mind of the boy who will become the King of Pop. Every milestone that awaits him is one he has studied obsessively from the outside. Now he must live it from the inside. He must learn to walk in a body that is not his while carrying memories of a life that no longer exists. He must sit at a dinner table with nine siblings and a father who terrifies him and a mother who is the only soft thing in the house and pretend that he is just a little boy when in truth he is a grieving adult who knows far too much about what is coming. The system arrives on his third day of life. It does not announce itself with fanfare. It appears simply as text at the edge of his vision, clean and white and impossibly calm. LEGEND SYSTEM ACTIVATED. HOST IDENTIFIED. MISSION: PROTECT THE LEGACY. REWRITE THE ENDING. What follows is not a fantasy. It is not an escape. It is the most difficult thing Marcus Webb has ever faced, because the enemy he is fighting is not a person or a system or an industry. The enemy is the slow and invisible damage that gets done to a child when the world decides he be

It’s no secret that the Claremont’s and Gilbert’s hated each other. the two family have been at each other’s throat for decades, each one messier than the last. now the feud lies in the hands of the new heirs of the family, Andre Gilbert and Alex Claremont Dias. the thing is, Andre hates Alex because he’s rich, handsome, conceited and apparently charming, and Alex hates Andre because he’s a cocky, ignorant asshole that thinks he can play with people’s feelings like matchbox cars. their one-night stand changes nothing. Absolutely not. they’re not in love, definetly not. It’s just sex and golden boys like Alex are as disposable as the cigarettes Andre burns through daily. he doesn’t love him. A modern, gay retelling of the star crossed lovers, Romeo and Juliet, about two boys falling in love despite the burden the world and their families put on their shoulders

[ dalam proses penerbitan] Alya bukanlah Juliet, cinderella, atau putri tidur, tapi hanya gadis yang dipaksa untuk hidup dewasa, dan hasilnya?, menjadi dewasa itu tak semenyenangkan yang orang katakan. Matahari itu Romio, dan bulan itu Romeo. Merekalah yang selalu berkata dan meyakinkan bahwa menjadi dewasa itu tak seburuk yang di pikirkan. Tapi, apa gunanya dua orang yang menemaninya dikala malam dan siang itu jika akhirnya hanya satulah yang terpilih tuk setia di sisi alya? Karena memang sesungguhnya matahari dan bulan tidak bisa menemani di waktu yang sama bukan?

Kekurangan akan selalu lahir didimensi manapun bahkan dimensin sihir masih memiliki kekurangam dan aib yang tidal bisa disembunyikan seperti sindrom anti sihir yang diidap oleh bocah laki laki karena sindrom ini bocah ini pun tak bisa menggunakan sihir apapun bagaimana bocah ini tumbuh dan tetap bertahan hidup

I stood at the top of the game, but was forced to abandon my true dream. Now that I have another shot, I won't let it slip away again~ Renata Cassius was the teen prodigy of the game 'Ambush', holding the title of best player in the world. But her real dream was beyond that - it was to stand at the top of a pro scene, to lead a team to victory. And with the release of 'Legend', an unknown quantity in the world of Full Dive VR games, she might just have the chance she's been looking for. *Re-uploading Roma on Royal Road, just putting this here to provide proof of ownership for the fine folks over there* *It'll still be going up here, but we'll also get italicized thoughts and other formatting goodies over there, which is nice*

Reincarnation is a topic and focus of many stories world wide and this is one of them. The world this story will be taking place in is a generic fantasy world. Knights, wizards, dragons and majestic creatures and the like. Kingdoms and fiefdoms. There were also some rumors around the countryside, about an undead kingdom with technological wonders, a demonic Elysian, and so much more. But what story do you, the reader, think you’ll be reading? A traveling knight of no renown with power to match legends? A wizard of no personal power, but unlimited capability? A sapient, shamelessly libido driven beast? Lovely as all those can be, this story won’t be about that. Our main character will be “reborn” as a rock. A normal rock you could find just about anywhere. The side of the road, in mines, in forests, or even in cities. He doesn’t start with a cheat, hell, not even sensation. But there was that nursery rhyme. “Sticks and stone may break my bone...” What will happen in this life, will he crack(heh) under pressure, or will he be something else? Stick around and find out. (Heh, stick around, get it?)

I never wanted to stand out. I’m just the scholarship girl trying to survive. But everything changes the moment I spill coffee on Ethan Blackwell. Heir to a billion-dollar empire. Cold, arrogant, untouchable. Ethan rules the school the way he rules the boardroom—like everyone else exists to orbit around him. Everyone fears him. Everyone wants him. Everyone except me. When we’re forced to work together, I start to see the boy behind the perfect mask. The late nights, the restless eyes, the secrets he hides from the world and against every warning, every instinct, I can’t stop falling for him. The problem? At Blackwell Academy, secrets don’t stay hidden. The gossip blog is watching. The whispers are growing louder. And if I’m not careful, my first love could become the biggest scandal this school has ever seen.

In an age where magic and technology intertwine, the current old kings that rule over the Yvanna galaxy usher in a new age, with their reign slowly coming to an end. Crowe, a destitute child, learns the ways of the Wielders - sorcerers who wield the ancient language of gods. Although the path may seem grim, Crowe has every intention to heave the burdens of his family and pave better days for his comrades. Watch as Crowe unravels the mysteries of the ancient language and intertwine his very being with entities of unimaginable strength and horror. This is the story of Crowe, the Inkweaver.

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"