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this is my oc Noa riya a boy with his luck down but hopes high to be a great duelist I intend to take this story to duelist kingdom and futher beyond

Kyoto Ito and her younger twin brother, Tokyo Ito was named after the two Japanese cities but they live in New York, U.S.A. They have the same type of beys, share the same hobbies, and has the same passion for stuff. What will happen to the two of them when they move to Japan and go to the same school as Valt Aoi and his friends with some unsuspected guests arrive here from Japan and join the squad of the Beyclub and our young twins

These are stories about the characters of Yugioh stories and their adventures that they go on and explore their friends and family and the adventures of Yugioh and everyone and everything that they encounter in their lives and how the story has evolved from series one the new series will bring them together in an interesting way as well as their own stories that they share and what they have learned from the past and future and how the stories are changing from time to time as they evolve into the people that they are going to be as they age in their own lives and friendships and relationships with everyone around them in their own way so they will continue with the stories that will continue with them as they grow up and become more mature and become stronger in their own ways as the story continues with their new chapter in their future generations of family and friends and the future generations will continue through their journey

Rumyu Nugyu He is the boss of Bizuraka, the new mafia of Storka Country. Rumyu Nugyu doesn't care about anyone but himself and will do anything to take his gang to the top.

In the dying echoes of the Dwapara Yuga, Herald awakens in the cursed outcast realm of Vishishtarajya with nothing but a name and a shraap a karmic malady that devours his memories cycle after cycle. Guided by uncertain allies and haunted by fleeting shadows, he must navigate a fractured world of five domains, where ancient siddhas challenge the gods and the veil of maya grows dangerously thin. But his personal curse is only the beginning.

They called her a psycho, a monster, a killer who kills for fun. Her mind is twisted but creative, she laughs without restraint, and the fearless fear her, but her soul and heart are the purest in every kind. They become hypnotised by her pure smile and charming personality when they see her. She is the cruellest monster yet the purest and most innocent by heart. She kills like Mahakali while looking like Mohini. The dwaparyugis don't even know what awaits them.

Kaien has no last name, no magic, and no clear memories. The only thing he has is a group of orphaned children who depend on him to survive. But when an ancient monster destroys his village, Kaien makes a desperate decision: to unearth the cursed sword everyone fears. Thus begins his bond with Ryusatsuga, a blade that feeds on the soul… and the pain of its wielder. By his side: a warrior with a living grimoire and a past even more painful; a beast child with horns and a wounded soul; and a two-tailed black cat who holds more secrets than meows. Together, they will face monsters, visions, hunters, and truths that hurt more than any physical wound. But at the heart of this story, there are not just battles or curses: It is a message for anyone who feels broken.

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!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.