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Connor is your normal average chad, got summoned into another world by the God of creation AO because a huge amount of people wished for it. So he decided to be a hero and build a milf harem, but is this world really that nice??

Narcissistic and arrogant, Joel is on top of his world. His ginger features and perfectly sculpted body have made him one of the most popular male dancers in Manhattan. His partner Sam is also a favorite dancer but doesn’t have a following like Joel’s.<br><br>When Joel starts receiving text messages and pictures from a secret admirer, Sam becomes concerned because Joel enjoys the extra attention. But soon, the unknown admirer elevates his stalking to physical attacks.<br><br>Joel realizes Sam is right and he has to confront his stalker to end his attacks, but how far is his secret admirer willing to go?

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!?

Super Dick is a mild mannered nitwit that doesn’t have a filter between his brain and mouth, and oddly, he is the one thing in the entire universe that the omnipotent being known as The Narrator, can’t control. As you follow Super Dick on his adventures, The Narrator will be, well, narrating in his typical offensive fashion. Along with his sidekick Microchip, and the government spy agency, UNCLE SAM, Super Dick will defend Cloud City and the world from any threat that arises, the only problem is that their greatest threat is the one that controls the narrative.

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THIS IS HEAVILY BASED ON RIVERDALE Green Dale, the perfect town. It has everything a town should have. A nice sheriff, A good highschool, and even a Community center. However, no town is perfect and Every town has their secrets and for Green Dale's, well, you'll just have to read to find out.

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.

Mia has to carry on knowing that she is the reason that all the kids born in the same year as her are dead because of her. Also all the people the curse of the Mist will eventually kill everyone. Will she be able to live on?

Twenty-five-year-old Meena is a brilliant scientist trapped by poverty and a paralysed body. Working at Arakis Bio Corp, she risks everything to build a machine to cure herself. The machine explodes and destroys her life's work. The explosion changed Meena. She can now move objects with her mind. She can even force her own legs to walk.

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?"