shigurui soundtrack

Hey, lovely readers Welcome to The soundtrack of us, a story that’s been quietly growing in my heart for a while now. It’s about two souls who meet in the most unexpected way—a world-famous singer drowning in noise, and a quiet girl from a quiet town who doesn’t want anything from him… This isn’t your squeaky-clean fangirl fantasy. Oh no. This is a slow, lingering burn. A connection so raw, it slips under your skin before you know it. Their messages? Feel like confessions. Their silence? Feels like tension. Their friendship? Let’s just say it’s not going to stay just that for long. So buckle up, hold your breath, and don’t blame me if you start smiling at your phone like a fool Let me know how deep the butterflies hit - Vera Roy

Corey and Matt were the weirdest couple AJ had ever known. They were extremely close to each other and seemed to share an almost mystical chemistry, but there was something in the younger one that didn’t fit the picture. AJ is good at reading people, but this pair were a tough nut to crack. Matt is a happy-go-lucky guy who doesn’t seem to have a care in the world, but who turns into an intimidating protector when it comes to Corey. On the other hand, the little one looks like a fragile scaredy cat who wouldn’t hurt a fly, but with a fire in his eyes that is hard to explain. His interest increases the more he gets to know about the two guys. The more he finds out, the more he wants to know. Misunderstandings, severe traumas and dark secrets become his daily dose and soon he’s no longer able to pull away from them. He has to know more. ---------------------------------- Slowburn gay romance about family and friendship loyalties when love gets involved.

On our wedding day, just as the priest prompted us to exchange rings, Silas, my groom, spoke up. "Actually, Juliana and I are already together." I froze, my shock plain on my face, but he didn’t even flinch. He said it as casually as if he were talking about the weather. "Last month, while you were in that emergency surgery, we slept together. In the on-call lounge, right next to your office." "She couldn't help but cry out, and you thought one of the nurses was sick. You were worried about her for days." "Later, when she stood beside you, her legs were still shaking." In that instant, my blood ran cold. I turned my head, the movement stiff and mechanical, to find my sister in the crowd below. She was beaming. She held up her bouquet, cheering my name. Just an hour ago, she’d been on her knees, tearfully adjusting the train of my dress and telling me I had to be the happiest woman alive. "Even moments ago, while you were in the bridal suite getting your makeup done, she was in my lap." "She was so worked up, her nails dug into my back and drew blood." He said all this casually, his eyes fixed on the ring in his hand—the one he was supposed to put on my finger. "Cora Valerius," he said, "now you know." "Whether we get married or not is up to you." ...

For Sagara Kalandra, South Jakarta isn't just about Senopati's traffic jams or the packed cafes in Blok M—it’s where he’s building his whole dream: running his family resto, making food content, and being the frontman/main vocalist of Polaris Youth. It's an indie band he started with his three high school day ones, Yoga, Harsa, and Naren, along with their three favorite younger brothers, Javin, Tata, and JK. Saga's life felt perfectly on track, packed with music, brainrot humor, and the hectic vibe of the big city. Until fate literally brought back someone from his past: Kinara Nareswari. Nara was the Kalandra family’s childhood neighbor who suddenly ghosted everyone and moved away. Now, Nara is back in the capital working as a financial consultant and a part-time model. Thanks to Javin’s plug, Nara gets hired to sort out the financial management of Saga’s restaurant. That accidental reunion completely messes with Saga's rhythm. Nara’s mature, perfectionist, yet totally chill and down-to-earth vibe gets her instantly locked into the circle, making her the only girl in the Polaris Youth squad. To JK, Nara is the older sister he can always baby around with. To the rest of the Polaris Youth boys, Nara is the most honest and cheerful listener and music critic. But for Saga, Nara’s presence triggers those sparks that had been buried for over a decade. Between late-night talks after practice, the smell of coffee, and the indie pop-rock melodies they scream out, Saga has to sort out his feelings. Did Nara come back just to fix his resto's business, or is she actually here to be the missing piece to the soundtrack of their youth?

Make sure to check the auxiliary volume! Niimi Kousei is an avid high school student and passionate Vtuber who spends his time streaming and admiring idols, with his favorite group being "Lucky Star." However, his world turns upside down when he discovers that not just one, but three of his beloved idols are fellow students at his school. upon accidentally encountering each of them, he notices his own Vtuber persona on their phone wallpapers. Surely it’s not pure coincidence that they watch my stream… right?

From now on, this story will only be available for Royal Road. To view the story, remember to look for the same name on Royal Road. Quando a Luz Caiu O mundo não acabou no dia em que a luz cruzou o céu. Ele começou. Há duzentos e quarenta anos, uma massa azul-branca rasgou a atmosfera terrestre como um segundo sol em queda. Testemunhas relataram que o céu se abriu em silêncio antes do impacto — nenhum trovão, nenhum aviso, apenas um brilho intenso que transformou a noite em dia por breves segundos. O objeto tinha aproximadamente quarenta e cinco metros de diâmetro. Quando tocou o solo, não foi apenas a terra que tremeu. Algo invisível se espalhou pelo planeta. Nos anos seguintes, crianças começaram a nascer diferentes. Algumas dobravam metal com as mãos. Outras alteravam a gravidade ao redor do próprio corpo. Houve quem incendiasse o ar sem fósforo, quem manipulasse eletricidade como extensão dos dedos, quem tocasse conceitos que ninguém sabia explicar. E então veio o medo. Uma década depois do Evento da Luz, o mundo entrou em guerra. Não uma, mas nove. Conflitos globais sucessivos, cada um mais devastador que o anterior. Países foram apagados do mapa. O clima mudou. Oceanos avançaram. Ecossistemas colapsaram. A humanidade descobriu que o verdadeiro impacto do meteoro não foi o choque contra o solo — foi o despertar do poder. O Elemento Os cientistas o chamaram de Quenz. Um elemento desconhecido, presente nas células dos indivíduos alterados. Ele alimentava as habilidades extraordinárias, funcionando como uma fonte biológica de energia. Sem ele, os poderes não existiam. Mas havia um problema. O Quenz era letal para humanos comuns. Exposição direta resultava em envenenamento ou morte por radiação celular. Hospitais precisaram ser separados. Protocolos foram criados. A sociedade se dividiu lentamente entre aqueles que possuíam Quenz no sangue e aqueles que não possuíam. Hoje, cerca de vinte por cento da humanidade manifesta algum tipo de habilidade. Entre os demais seres vivos, o número chega a quarenta por cento. Poder tornou-se algo comum. E, ao mesmo tempo, perigoso demais. A Organização Centenas de milhões morreram nas Guerras Mundiais que se seguiram ao Evento. Ao final da primeira década de destruição, vinte e nove países assinaram um acordo histórico. Nascia a SHIPSH. Uma organização internacional independente, criada para regular, monitorar e, se necessário, conter indivíduos superpoderosos. Seu objetivo declarado era simples: impedir que o mundo se autodestruísse novamente. Ela deveria ser neutra. Livre de influência política. Acima das nações. Mas o poder raramente é neutro. Oito grandes potências — as mais ricas, armadas e influentes — assumiram o controle indireto da estrutura da organização. Embora a SHIPSH se declare independente, suas decisões frequentemente refletem interesses estratégicos. Ainda assim, ela é a única barreira entre ordem e colapso. A SHIPSH classifica indivíduos de acordo com o nível de ameaça: de Classe C até Classe Alfa. Alguns poucos, considerados acima de Alfa, não devem ser capturados — devem ser eliminados. Porque há poderes que não podem ser contidos. Os Tipos Com o tempo, os super seres foram divididos em nove grandes grupos. Há os Mega Seres, fisicamente superiores à própria natureza. Os Meta-Físicos, que manipulam gravidade, eletricidade e até dimensões. Os Conceituais, capazes de tocar ideias invisíveis como sonhos, sensações ou habilidades. Os Especialistas, quase invencíveis em condições específicas. Os Transportadores, imprevisíveis e mutáveis. Os Fora de Lista, anomalias ainda não compreendidas. E, por fim, os raríssimos de Classificação Especial — um em cada bilhão — capazes de alterar a própria estrutura da vida ou da existência. Nem todos sobrevivem aos próprios dons. Alguns poderes consomem energia. Outros consomem vida. A taxa de mortalidade entre os manifestantes sem tratamento adequado ultrapassa sessenta por cento. O poder é uma dádiva. E uma sentenç

See life with wonder. Here are the times and moments in which I fell in love with life.

This is a story created by an AI. I did not know there was an option like this, this is awesome. I will just post this randomly. HIHIHIHI every credit goes to Artificial intelligence CHAT OPENAI. The cover picture is also AI created. What a world we are living.

Reborn alongside her son, Chen Xiaobao, Chen Momo learns from the mistakes of her past life and starts a frantic hoarding spree. To survive, the mother-and-son duo each put their skills to use in the apocalypse. The lively little Chen Xiaobao quickly wins everyone's heart, and Chen Momo finds love of her own in the apocalypse too...

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.