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It’s Christmas Eve and it’s snowing, but at least one creature is still stirring: a tabby cat with white paws named Otis. He’s protesting from his carrier in the backseat of a rented Kia, en route to a veterinarian clink. Otis is neither ill nor in need of vaccination; Jaston Calderone has come out from assisted living to tie what few loose ends his gay son Mitchell’s suicide left behind, and one of them is Otis.<br><br>As the wind whips up bluish columns of white, Jaston navigates the clogged streets in a town he doesn’t know, looking for someone to swiftly euthanize Otis. He doesn’t suspect something spectral is already at work ... that a guardian angel has crafted a plan not for Jaston’s redemption, but for Otis.

My husband, Julian, was one of New York City's top conceptual artists. To find inspiration for his new series, "Vanishing Intimacy," he invited his new muse, Chloe, into our Brooklyn home. He swore it was purely professional and proposed a "performative separation." But when he hit a creative wall, he confessed that every touch they shared was reigniting his fading inspiration. "Elena, I promise, as soon as this series is finished, I'll let her go. My heart will always belong to you and Leo." In the end, I didn't see Chloe leave. Instead, Julian served me with divorce papers. He said this, too, was "part of his performance art." I didn't shed a tear or raise my voice. I simply signed the divorce papers and walked out with our son in my arms. Later, when I reappeared with a brand new identity, Julian grabbed my wrist, his eyes bloodshot, and demanded: "Elena, how dare you become my rival's muse!"

Gisti, gadis kuat, tangguh, dan pemberani. Di usianya yang baru menginjak 19 tahun sekitar dua minggu yang lalu, ia sudah menjadi anggota TNI, terlebih dirinya adalah satu-satunya perempuan di sana. Sifatnya yang keras membuat para pria enggan mendekatinya, sebenarnya ingin, hanya saja nyali mereka terlalu ciut untuk sekadar menyapa gadis itu jika tidak berkepentingan. Surat tanpa nama yang ia dapatkan hampir setiap hari, membuatnya bingung dan harus berpikir dengan keras. Berusaha mencari siapa sebenarnya yang mengirimkan surat aneh seperti itu. Awalnya ia mengira bahwa Patih lah yang mengirimkannya surat, mengingat hanya Patih satu-satunya teman lelaki yang ia punya. Namun dengan tegas Patih menjawab, "Tidak." Hingga akhirnya semesta menjawab semua pertanyaan yang membutuhkan jawaban tersebut. Semua telah terungkap, kala sesuatu terjadi kepada sang pengirim surat–Dewa.

Noctis, A boy betrayed by his comrades and killed because of someone else's deeds is sent to the after life. A place more terrifying than any hell man could have ever thought of.

A world full of intelligent creatures with their own unique biology . "For some species, evolution is simple—the stronger and smarter their prey, the better their children's genetics. The greater the feast, the stronger the future." While some weak creatures can't live on their own so they treat a stronger species like a God . Some creatures are just sadistic . Some creatures are twice as intelligent as humans . Everybody has their own unique biology desires which may not be fulfilled without eliminating one another. Now, can a 17-year-old boy, Reinhard, achieve the impossible—uniting every being in a world where survival thrives on division?

Martis, an ordinary young boy, enters the Defenders' Academy, a school reserved for the magical elite. Since his childhood, strange dreams have haunted him: battles, voices, and a name he does not understand. Little by little, he discovers that he carries within him the soul of a being forgotten by all, a warrior erased from history itself. And every battle he fights awakens a little more the buried power of Sun Wukong, the fallen king of the heavens.

After dying, Lucian awakens in a new world, gaining immortality unwillingly. Unable to die, he is forced to explore, fight and get stronger to fight back against the gods and find out what happened.

Icarus Lewis, Ryegate's residential loner. No one knows much about him but what they do know is that he gets a job done no matter how hard it is, as long as the money is right. Kayla Matthews, new kid on the block. Typical happy-go-lucky girl that tries to be nice to everyone, even to those who don't want her to. Soon trouble begins to follow her around, leaving her no choice but to strike a deal with Icarus. Will this flourish into something more for the both of them? Or will she just be another sun that Icarus will fly too close to?

[18+, nsfw, mature content, sensitive content] *Finally finished! the side story for Zion/Suga is still going. Thanks for the support~* "From the tips of his hair to his lips and eyes—everything about him is red. His entire being screams 'walking red flag.' And yet, he treats me differently... or is it just my imagination?" After the death of his parents in a car accident, Akagi Suga sold his parents' house and moved to unknown apartment in Shinjuku. He raised his younger brother alone, their life didn't go smoothly but at least as long as Suga lived with his younger brother, their life was always pleasant. Until finally people from IHPS (International Human Protection Squad) approached him, making Akagi Suga remember again that his father was a former instructor of that 'neutral' special forces. He didn't want to get involved with people from an organization created by elites under the guise of ‘military’, an organization filled with crazy people, but when Nakajima Yuki, his childhood friend asked Suga to join IHPS, at first Suga refused, however— "It wasn't an accident, both your parents were killed." He already had this suspicion for a long time. 'Will going to IHPS make it easier for me to find out which organization killed my parents?' And why did a madman named Zion Hughes always make it difficult for him to find out about the organization? — (additional: mpreg focused chapters in vol. 2 after Egotistic/sides)

"Onun hayatını şahsen ben alacağım—bana varisimi doğurduktan sonra!" Alfanın sözlerini açıkça duydum ve o anda elimden geldiğince hızlı koştum. Biliyordum ki ben sadece bir kaptım, mirasçısını doğurmak için satın aldığı bir köleydim. Ondan ne bekliyordum ki? Neden ondan sevgi bekliyordum? Gerçekten sonumu getirmesine izin mi verecektim? Ağır ve kırık bir kalple büyüyen karnıma, taşıdığım Alfanın bebeğime sarıldım. Hayır. Bu kaleden çıkmanın bir yolu olmalıydı. Bu sürüden kaçacaktım ve bebeğim ve özgürlüğüm için bu sürüyü terk edecektim!