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A shadow stalks the night chasing the cries of children, a large mob runs through the streets chasing a fleeing man. All of this is just the beginning of the Cataclysm to follow.

Two cataclysms, a wasteland. Range is no longer the truth, caliber is no longer justice, on this wasteland of the weak and the strong, the supernaturalists and the genetic warriors establish a new system of force. But the wasteland is not over. When the third cataclysm comes, who can save the world? There is always someone who can illuminate the wasteland with the spark of civilization. And I am responsible for defining the law of firepower.

Lawrence clasped his hands together as he stood in front of the labour room, impatient to hear the cries of a baby. His wife is currently in with doctors and nurses, she has been in labour since an hour. It's their first child, so anxiousness was already getting the best of him as he waited. His eyes widened when he finally heard what he's expecting, the cries of a baby! "Yes!" He jumped happily, and a doctor came out to him. " Congratulations sir, she just delivered one of her twins" "What! They're twins?" His eyes widened. The doctor only smiled before going back in. "Yes!!!!" Lawrence jumped happily again, but his happiness was short-lived when a gunshot sounded, sending a bullet to his skull. He wasn't chanced to say another word as his blood splashed on the glass door. He went down dead in front of the door, and his glasses fell from his eyes. Four gunmen in black stepped in, all wearing masks. "Get his organs" their leader ordered through his mask before entering the labor room, stepping on Lawrence's fallen glasses  The second baby has just been delivered when he got in. The nurses and doctors in the room were all shot down in a minute, and the mother cried out immediately, blood rushing out of her already bloody v*gina. The masked man got the crying baby, and her eyes widened in horror. "No!... No my... My... Baby... He let go of the new born baby, and the little boy fell on the ground, dying immediately, then he began unbolting his belt, pulling down his pants afterwards. "My... My... Baby... My...child..." The mother gasped in tears as he climbed the bed with her, and without minding the blood, he shoved himself forcefully into her, f**king her mercilessly.  "AHHH!!!!" Her agonizing cry filled the room. Meanwhile, one of the nurses(Monica) is in the adjoining room with the other baby, the first twin. She actually took her into the room to clean her up immediately she was born, and she's watching everything through the keyhole right now. She had to block the baby's mouth with her palms to stop her cries, and she's crying too as she watched the mother get raped. She was raped till she lost all her blood, then she was shot on the forehead, and her organs were dug out. Nurse Monica raised the baby up, letting her small eyes stay on the keyhole so she'd see what's going on too. "You can't let any of them go. Revenge what they did to your parents and your twin, please...." She sobbed gently before leaving through the backdoor, running out of the hospital with the baby. Gangsters, Revenge, S£x, Suspense, Crime, Bloodshed, Betrayal, Mystery, Mafias, Heartbreak, Tragedy, Thriller.

Misteri Kelompok G yang tidak pernah ada yang menang dan lolos masuk ke sekolah SMA Cahaya Bulan. Hingga SMS teka teki yang datang dari nomor yang tidak dikenal yang membuat para partisipan bertanya tanya. Inilah kisah para siswa kelompok G yang akan memecahkan konspirasi dan misteri yang ada di SMA Cahaya Rembulan.

a compilation of original short stories created based on various universes -- in which the humble creator dwells in for a long period of time since childhood. this book may cause confusion and may trigger anxiety; tho I'm not really that sure if my writing skill's enough to do that (I don't even know if someone's really going to read this), but just for the safety of everyone -- PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION. [the aesthetically pleasing art above is NOT mine; credits to the rightful and talented owner]

Lin Tianya, the successor of the Saint Douglas, was betrayed by his beloved Senior Sister Mo Lian. As a result, he was accidentally swallowed by the God Medn with Mo Lian.The crippled Xia Chuan lived in Qing Yang City's Ye Family, and after he obtained Lin Tianya's Samsara Divine Soul, he used his crippled body to subdue the waste planet, search for the secrets of his origins, take control of the universe, kill his enemies with his own hands, deal with numerous schemes, possess countless lovers, and become a supreme exalt...

Kazusei Aomori is twenty-two years old and unremarkable by any measure that counts. Not unintelligent. Not unkind. Simply — absent, in some way he has never found the words for. Like a radio tuned slightly off frequency. Like a room with one piece of furniture missing that you only notice when you stop and count. He has always been this way. He has stopped expecting it to change. His life proceeds in the ordinary fashion of someone who has made peace with ordinary things — until it doesn't. Until the kind of misfortune arrives that doesn't ask permission and doesn't leave when you ignore it. Until he finds himself with nothing left to lose that he hasn't already lost. It is on the worst night of his life, on a street he wasn't paying attention to, that everything changes. He opens his eyes somewhere that isn't Tokyo. Somewhere that isn't Earth. Somewhere that runs on rules he doesn't have and a sky that is almost — almost — familiar. No system. No guide. No destiny handed to him with instructions. Just a bag, a dead phone, some yen that don't spend here, and the particular stubbornness of someone who has already survived everything else. The world has a name. It has a history. It has answers to questions he doesn't know yet to ask. He will learn. Exalted Asterisms — a story about stars that were never lost. Only unnamed.

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?