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Short stories to accompany you.. STORY-1: Falling For The Antagonist, Mr. Choi! Seeing her father getting killed right in front of her eyes, Na Ae Ra swears that she will avenge her father. 12 years later, she finds the person who killed her father, was none other than her first love, Choi Yu Shik. What will Na Ae Ra do? Will she avenge her father or not do anything? STORY-2: Love Me Harder Song Yu Qi, a high school graduate gets married to a man whom she barely knows. Without knowing much about him, she soon falls in love with him. Since then, a cute give and take relationship starts in between the two. STORY-3: The Promise Baek Ji Ah and Kang Minhyuk were living happily married for a year until, Baek Ji Ah's long-lost childhood friend, Lee In Joon appears and their married life crumbles. Will Ji Ah be able to amend her broken heart by finding love in her childhood friend's embrace or get back with her husband? STORY-4: An Unexpected Proposal Han Sora always had a crush on Lee Yi Kyung since high school and she even encourages herself to propose him on the graduation day but instead gets proposed by Yi Kyung's elder brother, Lee Junsu... Will Sora's heart melt with Junsu's flowing love? Or Does Junsu's heart gets broken into pieces? STORY-5: Love Amidst Investigation Park Ji Hyun is a detective who has been framed for killing her own brother. While running away from being caught, she meets a handsome young man, Han Seo Jun, who helps her all the time. She falls in love with him and investigates the murder of her brother. STORY-6: I Travelled Into A Comic and Made The CEO Fall For Me Son Mina is a young university students who gets body shamed for being fat and ugly. One day while reading her favorite comic, she travels into that comic world. Her soul gets swapped with the comic's female lead's body. And with that she makes the CEO fall for her.... STORY-7: I Hate You, I Love You Park Ji Sang always loved Kim Yeon-Ah but never expressed his feelings towards her and they remain friends. Due to a certain incident, Yeon-Ah slaps him and starts to hate him. Five years later, they meet again and this time Ji Sang tries his best to express his feelings towards her. STORY-8: Forbidden Relationship Despite of being married, Choi Ah-Yeong cheats behind her husband’s back. Not because he is a bad person but because she again has feelings for her ex who returned back. Will Ah-Yeong leave her husband, Jung Sang Hoon for her ex, Kang Dae Hyun? STORY-9: Feelings Rekindled Byeon Da-Jung and Yang Woo-Jin were married to one another but they divorced soon after four years. Four years later, they meet again due to some circumstances and realize the mistakes they did and that they still have feelings for one another. Will they get back with one another or go separate ways? NOTE: This book is still under progress so, I apologize to make you all wait! Thank you for your love and support! Stay safe and take care y'all!!!

I was in love with my best buddy, but he didn't know it until one day he sneaked into my room

Shi Lian never imagined that a reckless night with a stranger would come back to haunt her—not until she returns to China and discovers that the man who stole her virginity is none other than Fu Zichen, the youngest Vice Chairman of the powerful Fu family. Cold, calculating, and relentless, Zichen is determined to win her over, but Shi Lian despises him and tries her best to avoid him. Yet, no matter where she turns, he’s always there—pursuing her with an intensity she never expected. Despite her hatred, Shi Lian can’t deny the pull between them, but letting Zichen in means risking her heart again. After a devastating first love that left her shattered, it took her five long years to heal. Now, her past collides with her present as her ex-boyfriend reappears, stirring up old emotions. Torn between the man who once meant everything to her and the one who makes her heart race, Shi Lian faces an impossible choice. As if love isn’t complicated enough, her ambitious uncle is plotting to steal her CEO position, and he’ll stop at nothing—even murder. With danger on all sides, Shi Lian must navigate a web of betrayal, power, and passion. How will she overcome the thorns surrounding her and find her way to happiness?

After the college entrance examination, Qian Quan was preparing to confess his love to his goddess, but he could only watch as she was taken away by a rich second generation classmate. At this moment, he awakened the "Like Father Like Son" system. [Ding, the system detected that your father won a bonus of 3,000 yuan, rewarding you with 30,000 yuan!] [Ding, the system detected that your father is practicing Wing Chun, rewarding you with the Grandmaster-level Wing Chun technique!] [Ding, the system detected that your father made the game-winning shot in the school basketball game, rewarding you with a professional-level basketball skill!] "What the heck?" "Dad, please try harder! It's better to improve yourself than to improve your son!"

When a humble flower seller falls for a man bound by shadows and power, her life spirals into a world where love becomes both her greatest strength and deepest risk.

Sa Crestwood University, simple lang ang buhay ni Sophia Yoo — work, coffee, at a little peace and quiet. Pero lahat nagbago nang dumating si Arch. Jace Arvin Manalo, the gwapong architect na may killer smile at nakakakilig na boses. Unang beses pa lang nilang nagkita, parang may spark na agad. Siya ‘yung tipo ng lalaking hindi mo dapat magustuhan… pero mapapalingon ka pa rin. Ang hindi niya alam, habang unti-unti siyang nahuhulog kay Jace Arvin… mas malalim pala ang pagkakabagsak nito sa kanya. Kasi minsan, ikaw ang unang nahulog — pero siya ang hindi na muling bumangon.

Adam, the cold hearted company CEO met the naughty promdi girl, Jazlyn Bautista. She became his secretary and they became sort of 'enemies.' What will happen between this cold man who can't even get his old self back and this woman who wants him to find his worth? "When we became closer, I fell for you... Harder... and deeper."

She smells like everything they could want... ...and everything they’re forbidden to want at the same time. In a university known for its wild parties and secrets, a girl who reeks of an herb no one can quite identify and a masked innocence appears. And three 'vampire' brothers find themselves torn between hunger, desire, guilt, and something dangerously close to love. Toph, the eldest, knows better than to get involved. After all, he's spent lifetimes suppressing his desire for virgin blood. But something about her scent stirs his insides, including memories of a curse they’ve spent centuries avoiding. As forbidden bonds form and supernatural instincts fracture, desire becomes a risk neither of the brothers can afford. Because some hungers were never meant to be satisfied. And while they struggle to resist her, the Gold Coast begins to unravel. Six people have gone missing, their bodies later found ritualistically posed in the hinterland. Whispers of a growing occult presence are surfacing, hinting that the brothers’ past may be clawing its way back into the present. What if their past isn’t behind them? What if she’s the key to it all?

MYTHS, LEGENDS, CHRONICLES AND TALES OF WAR: They whisper from the scorched earth and the drowned depths, etched on crumbling steel and sung in the funeral of forgotten peoples. Some true, some false, spun from fear and the fading memory of glory. But one truth bleeds through them all, a crimson thread in the tapestry of ruin: BLOODSHED, PAIN, SUFFERING. The rot began not in mortal hearts, but in the heavens themselves. GREED, a serpent coiling around divine thrones. JEALOUSY, a poison in ambrosial cups. SPITE, a dagger plunged by brother into brother. UNCHECKED EGOS that scraped the vault of stars. UNTAMED RAGE that cracked the foundations of the world. I saw it unfold, this symphony of annihilation. While the OLYMPIANS, thunderbolts like wrathful serpents, clashed against the NORSE GODS whose axes sang the doom-song of Yggdrasil, the very Tree groaning under their fury... Below, the ATLANTEANS, masters of crystal and crushing tide, and the celestial SHENS, weavers of elemental harmony, tore at each other’s throats in a BLOODLUST for dominion over realms mortals could scarce comprehend. And then, the venomous strike: the ORISHAS, their brilliance dimmed by envy for the opulent DEVAS and graceful DEVIS, whispering secrets to the shadows. They forged an unholy compact with the cunning, myriad-faced YOKAIS, turning their combined might not outward, but inward, to rend the very empire they coveted. A betrayal that drowned golden spires in the divine river of ichor. All the carnage. All the destruction. Wrought before my very eyes. The horror was not merely in the scale, but in the instrument. The HEKA. My creations. Forged not in malice, but for advancement; tools to sculpt mountains, to calm storms, to heal wounds that rent the sky. Tempered for justice; blades meant to sever chains of oppression, shields to guard the innocent and lowly. Conceived in peace, instruments to bridge gaps between realms, to weave understanding where only suspicion grew. Yet, grasped by hands steeped in greed, they became engines of torment. The HEKA that could mend bones sundered souls.Weapons that could summon light ignited funeral pyres for continents. That could command the seas drowned civilizations. Each glorious purpose twisted, inverted, used to INFLICT PAIN and CAUSE GRIEF on a scale that scarred the cosmos. I, HOGREGORON, the Maker, watched. Helpless, filled with regrets. My forge-fire cooled to chambers of shame. When the dust settled, eons later, it was not dust, but the ASHES OF GODS. The thunder fell silent. The axes lay shattered. The crystal cities were glass tombs on ocean floors. The celestial harmonies were discordant echoes. The vibrant courts of Devas and Orishas were silent sepulchers. No triumphant paeans echoed. No victors raised banners on the scorched and sundered earth. Only silence, thick and suffocating, broken by the mournful wind whistling through the skeletal remains of Yggdrasil, through the broken columns of Olympus, through the drowned halls of Atlantis. NO WINNERS. NONE VICTORIOUS. I stood alone. HOGREGORON. The Last. The Remnant. Upon a plain that stretched into desolation, where once vibrant realms had pulsed with divine energy, now only CHAOS reigned; a landscape twisted by final, cataclysmic magics, raw and weeping. No survivors.

My life was very quiet. My favorite novel was part of my life, so all I can do is read or dream about that story. On a day like others, I was weakened by a strange noise. Hmm, interesting but I don't know what to do now...Or I know? Wait...This is my favorite story...Oh, God...I am the weak character from this novel? I swear that I will become strong!