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Meet Evan, a thirty-something marketing analyst. His life in Manila is as average as it gets, wake up to the sound of honking jeepneys, scroll through endless emails, endure the daily train squeeze, order overpriced coffee, and wonder if he should finally start working out. Except, once a month, he transforms into a wolf. Honestly? It’s not as bad as it sounds. The first few times were painful, sure, but he learned to manage. He preps for it like someone meal-prepping for the week, lock the doors, stock up on food, and let the wolf do its thing. Spoiler alert, it mostly just wants to lie down and enjoy its meat treats. But life doesn’t always let you keep your comforts. One freak accident later (thanks to a loose bolt, because of course that’s how he goes), Evan wakes up not in a hospital, not in the afterlife, but in ancient Philippines. No skyscrapers. No Wi-Fi. No explanation. Just majestic waterfalls, warring tribes, and a whole lot of sharks. And if that wasn’t bad enough? The transmigration removed his lycanthropy. Will he get it back? Does he even want to? Join Evan as he navigates the untamed rivers, snakes and crocodiles lurking everywhere, and curtailing his shame at wiping his ass with a stone. Oh, and did I mention we might have flying-torso monsters? Maybe.

Hours before what would later be considered the start of the apocalypse, the protagonist was happily striding along a stone path in a random park with an icecream in hand, when suddenly he stopped, seemingly stuck in time, that moment he "remembered" some memories and also lost a good chocolate icecream to the cold ground...

It was year 0, the mark of mankind, called Judgement Day, but it was not the coming of God’s wrath to execute those who sinned, but the mindless and deadly massacre of all humans. I do not own the cover picture, credit goes to the owner of this link : http://resizer.shared.arcpublishing.com/M6OMYHShQ7aRvq8ylktXqPDL82o=/arc-anglerfish-arc2-prod-bonnier/public/X7MZHWPDGJAPP7QZ3ZPHG5JMVE.jpg

COVER ART IS NOT MINE, TITLE AND AUTHOR NAME ONLY PAUSED, WILL BE REMADE The story of a young girl who vowed to take revenge on the people who killed her parents. This is the past of the Nephilim, the strongest member of the Infurion Fantasia. (This story is subjected to be improved in the future. This is the prototype, so to say.)

title sucks but tried my best no discription

A historical fiction about Emperor Hadrian and his young lover Antinous.

Em um mundo onde a magia não é um dom místico, mas uma ciência brutal de frequências vibracionais, ser o "elo fraco" é uma sentença de morte. Aris nasceu na Dinastia Dimensional, uma família de semideuses capazes de dobrar o espaço e o tempo. Mas, incapaz de processar magia pura sem fritar o próprio cérebro, ele fugiu para os subsolos tóxicos da Zona Periférica. Agora, armado com seu cinismo, intelecto e um Sintonizador de latão enxertado no braço, ele sobrevive como um rastreador ao lado de Meigan, uma guerreira de força esmagadora que esconde a herança do Sangue de Dragão.

The thrill-seeker Wil was out at night for his daily dose of adrenaline, hopping from one building to another when he stumbled upon a crime. Keen on knowing who the murderer was, Wil fell to his demise and later found himself in a suburb.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.