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Liam Dawson arrives at Bangtan College of Science with his nerves buzzing, his mom’s last-minute advice echoing in his ears, and a box of condoms he swears he’ll never need. A shy, smart freshman who’s never even kissed anyone, he expects his first year to be nothing but books, lectures, and lonely meals in the dorm cafeteria. Then he meets Blake Carter—a fourth-year frat boy with a wicked smile, broad shoulders, and a voice that sends a shiver straight down Liam’s spine. Blake is everything Liam isn’t: confident, flirtatious, effortlessly hot, and completely out of his league. But from the moment Blake helps him find his dorm, something electric sparks between them—something Liam can’t stop replaying in his head at night when the campus goes quiet. As the semester unfolds, Liam is pulled into a world he never imagined: crowded frat parties, too-close tutoring sessions, lingering touches, and a dangerous mix of teasing, chemistry, and tension that threatens to push both of them past friendship. Blake seems to be everywhere—leaning over Liam to check his notes, calling him “cute” like it’s an inside joke, letting his fingers brush a little too slowly against Liam’s. And the more Liam tries to ignore it, the hotter the attraction burns. But Blake has secrets. A reputation. A history. And Liam—sweet, inexperienced, hopelessly drawn to him—might be the one temptation Blake can’t control. In this seductive, slow-burn college romance, Liam must learn to trust himself, face his desires, and discover whether the boy he’s falling for wants him back… or is only playing with fire.

[What would you do if you got a second chance at life] Eli Carter was dying, it was inevitable. She had no family, no friends, just dark secrets and a thirst for revenge. She was the epiphany of a villainess but at the peak of her life, it was all cut short. After she is reborn, she becomes a pitiful teenager who is abandoned by her family and left to fend for herself. Unlike most transmigration stories she had read, she had no cheats in this new life. No family? No problem! This time she is determined to live a simple, drama-free life BUT people just won’t let her be!

It was his turn to walk down to the corner store and buy the beer. The big game was about to start. Jason left the apartment a normal twenty something with a pocket full of one-dollar bills from the guys and a mysterious artifact he dug up in the field next to the apartments the day before, which he planned to show his college professor on Monday. Little did he know that within the next few hours, Jason would be running from demons, who crawl up out of the ground, with his favorite erotic starlet, Penny Tickles, and rubbing an artifact that only seems to grant one wish every twenty-four hours.

A male lead who was injured during a vital mission turns out to have more damages inside and out read as he journeys through thick and thin to overcome his difficulties

Glezee has been reassigned for the meantime in a country club island to work as an OT reliever. There she gets to escape from her ex-boyfriend, who has been trying to get in touch with her. Working in El Pacifico, a country club with only male members, will do her great favors: getting over her jerk of an exboyfriend and seeing Jin, her college crush who now works as a doctor in the island. Pero nabulilyaso ang plano niyang hindi na muling pansinin ang ex niya nang magkita sila nito sa naturang isla na tinatrabahuan niya. Sa gusto niyang makaiwas dito ay si Kyungsoo ang nakita niyang tanging paraan na available sa panahong iyon para makalusot, isang member na sa unang beses pa lang nilang pagkikita ay natapunan na niya ng kape. Naiiyak na natatarantang lumapit si Glezee dito. "Sir, pwedeng pakiss? Sa cheeks lang promise!" Ang akala niya ay tatanggi ito kaya handa na siyang magnakaw ng halik sa pisngi nito. Ngunit ganoon na lang kabilis nawala sa tamang sirkulasyon ang puso niya nang eksaktong lumingon ito sa kanya habang inilapit niya ang mukha sa pisngi nito. And that's how her lips met his. Oh di ba ang saya!

This narrative follows Eliana Alexander Devensian, heir to the Devensian Grand Duchy, an independent and sharp-witted noblewoman. Initially focused on navigating the complexities of court politics and an unwanted marriage prospect, Eliana’s life shifts dramatically when she is entrusted by her father with an urgent, high-stakes task: rooting out deep-seated corruption in the vital Cosette Fief. Her journey is complicated by her pursuit of a suitable partner—specifically, Lord Heinley Briggs, a highly skilled but enigmatic figure from the Trade Guild who challenges her intellectually and captivates her emotionally. As Eliana accepts the monumental task of governing Cosette, she must confront not only the political betrayal of a trusted vassal, but also the potential romantic betrayal by the man she chooses. The story explores Eliana’s internal conflict between duty (the Fief's salvation, the Grand Duchy's future) and desire (Heinley's affection), amidst competing external pressures for her hand and heart, including the Crown Prince and a foreign sovereign. Her path is one of self-discovery, where a Camellia of the noble court must learn to fight for its very roots.

When you meet a true friend, your life will change dramatically. But when you have to choose from your crush and your friends, what will you do? A story of a girl who finds out what true love really is.

What’s the best gift a young, single man could receive for Christmas? Mohawked punk Liam wouldn’t have picked the hideous collection of homemade knitwear he’s presented with by his well-meaning mum and aunties. He’d much rather have the gorgeous older man he sees every day while busking at King’s Cross station. Liam’s been doing his best to seduce the guy with his saxophone playing -- the trouble is, with the holidays coming up, he’s beginning to despair of his message getting through.<br><br>But with a little Christmas magic in the air, maybe those garish garments will be just the thing for attracting the attention of a silver fox ...

Eli, a socially anxious boy, fights the courage to attract attention with his artistic skills. Although, there is one real question. Is it selfish to show off?

My life IT is with a kind of fear that I begin to write the history of my life. I have, as it were, a superstitious hesitation in lifting the veil that clings about my childhood like a golden mist. The task of writing an autobiography is a difficult one. When I try to classify my earliest impressions, I find that fact and fancy look alike across the years that link the past with the present. The woman paints the child's experiences in her own fantasy. A few impressions stand out vividly from the first years of my life; but "the shadows of the prison-house are on the rest." Besides, many of the joys and sorrows of childhood have lost their poignancy; and many incidents of vital importance in my early education have been forgotten in the excitement of great discoveries. In order, therefore, not to be tedious I shall try to present in a series of sketches only the episodes that seem to me to be the most interesting and important. I was born on June 27, 1880, in Tuscumbia, a little town of northern Alabama. The family on my father's side is descended from Caspar Keller, a native of Switzerland, who settled in Maryland. One of my Swiss ancestors was the first teacher of the deaf in Zurich and wrote a book on the subject of their education–rather a singular coincidence; though it is true that there is no king who has not had a slave among his ancestors, and no slave who has not had a king among his. My grandfather, Caspar Keller's son, "entered" large tracts of land in Alabama and finally settled there. I have been told that once a year he went from Tuscumbia to Philadelphia on horseback to purchase supplies for the plantation, and my aunt has in her possession many of the letters to his family, which give charming and vivid accounts of these trips. My Grandmother Keller was a daughter of one of Lafayette's aides, Alexander Moore, and granddaughter of Alexander Spotswood, an early Colonial Governor of Virginia. She was also second cousin to Robert E. Lee. My father, Arthur H. Keller, was a captain in the Confederate Army, and my mother, Kate Adams, was his second wife and many years younger. Her grandfather, Benjamin Adams, married Susanna E. Goodhue, and lived in Newbury, Massachusetts, for many years. Their son, Charles Adams, was born in Newburyport, Massachusetts, and moved to Helena, Arkansas. When the Civil War broke out, he fought on the side of the South and became a brigadier-general. He married Lucy Helen Everett, who belonged to the same family of Everetts as Edward Everett and Dr. Edward Everett Hale. After the war was over the family moved to Memphis, Tennessee. I lived, up to the time of the illness that deprived me of my sight and hearing, in a tiny house consisting of a large square room and a small one, in which the servant slept. It is a custom in the South to build a small house near the homestead as an annex to be used on occasion. Such a house my father built after the Civil War, and when he married my mother they went to live in it. It was completely covered with vines, climbing roses and honeysuckles. From the garden it looked like an arbour. The little porch was hidden from view by a screen of yellow roses and Southern smilax. It was the favourite haunt of humming-birds and bees.