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Amanda Solis has nothing left. Everything she had was taken by a scumbag ex-husband and her disgusting best friend. They tore her family apart, killed them, and then killed her. Luckily, it is not that easy to get rid of a woman like Amanda.

The Oscar Gang is a group of teenagers who are trying to find their identity, the most comfortable home for some of its members. For them to go home when they received a relentless blow from God. Oscar Gang with a million stories and also wounds that never heal. There are Laskar and Sella with different beliefs and different tastes. There is Raka who will never get Rara’s love. And finally there are Irza and Jeri with all the regrets that bind them both. Will they be able to face the world with all its pain, or will retreating be the best solution for what is still a short journey? Who knows.

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!?

Old Man Quentin and Papa Bear, allies against injustice, embody courage and strength in a world of cruelty. Together, they inspire hope and lead the fight for justice against the new regime imposed on their homeland.

Bazt West is the number one detective—brilliant, relentless… and secretly the most wanted killer: Smile X. Behind a mask of justice, he hides his true identity, solving cases with surgical precision to keep suspicion off his trail. Every case he cracks is the perfect alibi. Every clue that could expose him vanishes without a trace. But be warned… if anyone gets too close to the truth, they won’t live to tell the tale.

In my past life, my husband, Ricardo Whitman—a celebrated fintech prodigy on Wall Street—died from what was reported as “sudden anaphylactic shock” after a charity gala. What he left me, aside from a chasm of grief, was a massive two-and-a-half-million-dollar debt. For the sake of my son, Connor, who was still in high school, I sold my proudest creation—a penthouse loft I had designed myself. I moved into a basement in Brooklyn, working three part-time jobs a day to pay off what were supposedly "investment losses." The long-term mental stress and overwork took their toll. My body finally gave out, and I succumbed to illness in that squalid rented room. On my deathbed, I overheard my son, by then in college, on a video call. On the other end of the screen was his father, who was supposed to be dead. In that moment, the truth sliced open my heart like a scalpel. The so-called debt was nothing but a cryptocurrency money-laundering scheme orchestrated by Ricardo and his lover and business partner, Selina Ford. My husband had faked his death to pull a vanishing act. And my son, Connor, was a knowing accomplice from the very beginning. He watched as my life was drained away, all so he could one day inherit that ill-gotten wealth without any burdens. With a heart full of burning resentment, I took my last breath. When I opened my eyes again, I was assaulted by blinding spotlights and the scent of champagne. I was back at the gala, at the very moment Ricardo collapsed into my arms and stopped breathing. The day my world fell apart.

Oscar has been coming to the beach house his father had since he was a child. One summer when he was spending his vacation there, Oscar came across a young merman that he named Mer, who was wounded and needed help. Due to the loss of his family, Mer was mute and so Oscar took it upon himself to learn and teach sign language to help them communicate. Their friendship grew over the years as they helped each other deal with different trials in their lives, bringing them closer together as friends and a spark of something else that neither of them were quite sure of. That is until the day that Oscar finds Mer in an interesting situation that could make or break what relationship they have with each other or could make in the future. Oscar will have to face an issue he never thought he'd find himself in and also face feelings he never thought he'd have to address. Will friendship be enough?

En mi vida pasada, mi esposo, Ricardo Whitman —un célebre prodigio de la tecnología financiera en Wall Street— murió de lo que se reportó como un «choque anafiláctico repentino» después de una gala benéfica. Lo que me dejó, aparte de un abismo de dolor, fue una enorme deuda de dos millones y medio de dólares. Por el bien de mi hijo, Connor, que aún estaba en la preparatoria, vendí mi creación más preciada: un penthouse que yo misma había diseñado. Me mudé a un sótano en Brooklyn y tuve tres trabajos de medio tiempo al día para pagar lo que supuestamente eran «pérdidas de inversión». El estrés mental a largo plazo y el exceso de trabajo me pasaron factura. Mi cuerpo finalmente se rindió y sucumbí a la enfermedad en esa sórdida habitación alquilada. En mi lecho de muerte, escuché a mi hijo, ya en la universidad, en una videollamada. Al otro lado de la pantalla estaba su padre, quien se suponía que estaba muerto. En ese momento, la verdad me abrió el corazón como un bisturí. La supuesta deuda no era más que un plan de lavado de dinero con criptomonedas, orquestado por Ricardo y su amante y socia, Selina Ford. Mi esposo había fingido su muerte para desaparecer por completo. Y mi hijo, Connor, fue un cómplice consciente desde el principio. Él observó cómo mi vida se consumía, todo para poder heredar algún día esa riqueza mal habida sin ninguna carga. Con el corazón lleno de un ardiente resentimiento, di mi último aliento. Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, me asaltaron las luces cegadoras de los reflectores y el aroma a champán. Estaba de vuelta en la gala, en el preciso instante en que Ricardo se desplomó en mis brazos y dejó de respirar. El día en que mi mundo se vino abajo.

#WSA 2022 Kisah yang sederhana, tapi mampu untuk memukau semesta dengan cara yang sempurna.  Kinandari Tiffany Anindya adalah gadis cantik bermanik mata teduh yang berhasil mencuri detak jantung milik panglima tempur Oscar Geng, Chandra Kumara Aji Setiawan.  Manusia diciptakan hanya karena dua tujuan, yaitu dicintai atau direlakan. Namun Kinan adalah keduanya, harus dicintai dan direlakan di saat yang bersamaan. “Selamat, sudah menjadi manusia paling hancur di muka bumi ini, Chandra Kumara Aji Setiawan,” ucapnya pada diri sendiri.

Good news: You've awakened. Bad news: You're the villainess. Renee Jennings accidentally obtains a system, allowing her to break free from the plot's control by completing missions. Renee Jennings: "Wait a minute, what's with all the animal dictionaries as a reward?" System: [They can give you an affinity with animals.] Renee Jennings: "Why?" System: [Because a villainess has no affinity with people.] Renee Jennings: "…" This joke is not that funny... * After unlocking animal languages, Renee Jennings embarks on a path of no return— Leading dogs to save a blind woman being stalked by a pervert. Reporting an evil old man who murdered his wife and hid her body, thanks to rats. Helping a kitten catch the murderer who killed its owner and buried the body. Finding tens of millions in stolen goods based on intel from birds. * While others are petting cats, Renee Jennings is riding a tiger. While others are falling in love, Renee Jennings is solving crimes. While others are getting married, Renee Jennings is rescuing endangered animals. While others are having kids, Renee Jennings is serving her country.