100 degrees devilman

She submitted the wrong manuscript. Not the polished one, not the safe one, she spent two weeks curating for the most prestigious undergraduate literary prize in the country. The other one. You know, the private notebook full of poems about a woman she has never named, about desire she has never spoken aloud, about the version of herself she has spent twenty-one years learning to hide. By the time Seren Vale realizes what she has done, the submission window is closed. And by the time she gets the midnight email from Dr. Elise Chen's office, the most brilliant and terrifying professor in the department has already read every word. Now Seren is sitting in Dr. Chen's seminar trying to win a prize that could change her life, trying not to think about the way Dr. Chen looks at her when she thinks Seren isn't paying attention, and trying to figure out why the student body president keeps showing up at her café with a copy of her favorite poet and a smile that feels like a door she forgot she left open. Julian Cross is everything Seren is not: visible, unguarded, golden. He is also hiding the one thing that could destroy the prize Seren needs and the future she is building. The problem is not choosing between them but that Seren has never let herself want anything fully, and now two people are standing on either side of the wall she built around herself, and neither one is willing to let her pretend it isn't there.

Namaku Kevin, aku gak suka hal-hal yang terlalu dramatis sama seperti aku gak suka makanan hewan laut, aku gak suka komik, aku gak suka nonton konser dan masih banyak yang lainnya. Tapi tenang, aku selalu punya alasan untuk setiap hal yang gak aku suka. Nanti kapan-kapan aku ceritain.

When everything else turns upside down, would you survive?

Have you ever felt so cold that you think you are an alien since others around you claimed the weather is very hot? Well, CONGRADULATIONS! You may be from the same world I am! Phew~ I thought I was the only one here... Wait a minute! But you said you didn't know the term: 'Alphan'... Author's Note (A/N) This is my own created story and book cover! All rights reserved. NOTE! If this is your favourite story that I am writing currently and you would like me to hurry and update, please tell me because I am the type who always type stories whenever I want..you could say I'm lazy even though I have already thought of the entire stories in my mind and I will type it out quick for you! Other Stories Of Mine: 1)Detective Police 2)Back to Life 3)Unknown Glory 4)Manaiac 5)Ghost Hunters 6)Sorcerers 7)The Unknown Poker Case 8) Amelia's life cycle

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