omiya mou shindeiru

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Here are two contemporary characters in search for their potentials and paths in this modern world. Love at the most unexpected time? No. Love at the most deserved time? Yes. When two moving souls try their bests in their daily battles, the universe really has this converging power to intersect such beautiful souls to merge into a beautiful story. It’s just that not all beautiful stories end up happy. For some, the endings is letting go and still, the story remains beautiful. Because life is twisted like that. Ready to fall in and out of love? Try this one! “Agapite mou” is a greek term likely the same as my dear or my sweetheart; used as a fondly endearment for someone. With all the fiery love, IamHera

Mitologi Yunani; Selene HANYA FIKSI BELAKA! MURNI IMAJINASI SAYA, SANGAT DIRAGUKAN KEASLIANNYA DI KEHIDUPAN NYATA. Kumpulan cerita tentang dua makhluk yang tidak bisa disatukan karena perbedaan kasta. Menjadi dewa adalah anugerah terbesar yang tidak bisa terbantahkan. Tidak ada takdir yang bisa membatalkan ritual suci yang terjadi, bahkan sebelum dewa itu lahir ke dunia. Menjadi manusia setengah dewa adalah suatu hal yang diidamkan sekaligus dihindari setiap orang. Ada banyak rintangan dan anugerah besar yang menanti secara bersamaan. Menjadi nimfa adalah suatu kebanggaan tersendiri. Para nimfa terlahir untuk menyeimbangkan alam semesta dari tangan-tangan kotor para manusia. Dan, menjadi manusia adalah anugerah sekaligus bencana. Kau akan mendapat banyak anugerah jika baik pada dewa, dan kau akan mendapat bencana besar jika berani lancang atau menentang pada dewa manapun. Terlepas dari itu semua, ada suatu zat yang tidak bisa dilawan oleh semua makhluk; cinta. Eros akan mengarahkan Cupid pada siapa saja yang dibisikkan oleh angin, sedang sang ibu -Afrodit- akan menyempurnakan hasil karyanya dengan membuat sepasang itu lupa akan dunia. Dimabukkan oleh cinta yang luar biasa indah, apa kau siap?

He walked out of jail at eighteen. Six years inside. One scar on his back. Zero explanations. Kai Yu looks like a normal high school boy. Blue uniform. Blank face. Quiet voice. But normal boys do not sleep with one eye open. Normal boys do not know how to break a wrist in two seconds. And normal boys definitely do not have a scar that looks like someone tried to split their spine in half. Now he is at JK High School. New start. New friends. Maybe even Mina, the childhood friend who once screamed his name for help. But this school is not clean. It is a jungle with uniforms. Bullies like Taeho and Jungho rule the back rows. Weak kids like Woong pay the price. Teachers look away. Students stay silent. Kai wants to stay invisible. He wants to sit quiet, graduate, and disappear. But the world will not let him. Because Kai is not a victim. He is a weapon that learned how to pretend to be a boy. And when the monsters of this school finally push him too far, they will learn why the scar on his back is the least dangerous thing about him. Dark. Gritty. Raw. SCAR is a story about the boy who survived hell and came back to high school. It is about power, pain, and the thin line between protecting yourself and becoming the thing you hate. Some people are born strong. Some are made strong in places where the sun never reaches. Kai Yu was made in the dark. And the dark is coming to class 1-D. R18. Mature themes. Violence. Psychological tension. Not for soft hearts.

She had onced believed in the idea of do well to be loved well. But no matter what she do, no matter how hard she thrive, she had never felt nor received such foolish feelings. She was once a naive girl, hoping to receive affection, but now that she died, she no longer know if seeking for love was really the right path. Looking up to the dull vision of her body moving on its own and killing herself for the nth time, every second made her heart turn cold. Even loosing the hope in her eyes. A dry and petty laugh made out from her mouth as her heart secretly mourned and also hoped. Someone out there, grant me my greed, she thought, let me live. Just this once. As nothing seemed to happen, she smiled bitterly and closed her eyes. But when she opened it again she was back. But this time, she will change everything. Love? I have money. Attention? I have knowledge. Relationship? I got food. But wait, who are you and why are you doting on me?

She had onced believed in the idea of do well to be loved well. But no matter what she do, no matter how hard she thrive, she had never felt nor received such foolish feelings. She was once a naive girl, hoping to receive affection, but now that she died, she no longer know if seeking for love was really the right path. Looking up to the dull vision of her body moving on its own and killing herself for the nth time, every second made her heart turn cold. Even loosing the hope in her eyes. A dry and petty laugh made out from her mouth as her heart secretly mourned and also hoped. Someone out there, grant me my greed, she thought, let me live. Just this once. As nothing seemed to happen, she smiled bitterly and closed her eyes. But when she opened it again she was back. But this time, she will change everything. Love? I have money. Attention? I have knowledge. Relationship? I got food. But wait, who are you and why are you doting on me?

Naomi Lennox, the eldest in the Lennox family and daughter of the most developed broadcast company. Through secrets, romance, and crime she tries to hide her secret life from the life she plays in every day. Sometimes our demons and secrets like to peak through the dark, this is her story.

10 years after the world had been conquered by an unseen enemy, Naomi faces many task to put the God's alignment back together. During her journey she discovers her own hidden powers along with a secret that started the war between the humans and the gods

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Some doors, once opened, cannot be closed again. Vikram Singh spent twenty years serving his country across four conflict zones, earning respect and recognition in every corner of the world. All he ever wanted in return was simple — to come home. On the evening of his retirement, he finally does. By midnight, home is ash and rubble. Everything he fought to protect, everything he lived for — destroyed in a single act of devastating precision by an enemy he cannot name, wielding resources that should not exist in any ordinary world. What follows is not a story about justice. It is a story about what grief does to people who refuse to let it make them weak. His eldest daughter Kavya — a national taekwondo athlete who once carried her family's strength as naturally as breathing — finds herself standing in the ruins of everything she has ever known. Beside her is Karan, her closest friend and a national MMA athlete, who has quietly decided that he will burn the world down before he lets it burn her. Together they begin pulling at a thread that leads somewhere enormous, somewhere dark, somewhere that no amount of athletic training could have ever prepared them for. Because there is a difference between fighting to win and fighting to survive. Between a competition and a war. Between an opponent and an enemy. As Kavya and Karan descend deeper into a world operating entirely in shadows — guided by fractured information, forged by violence, and tested by losses that don't stop coming — they begin to understand that whoever destroyed their family did not act on impulse. This was deliberate. Precise. Personal. And it goes back much further than one evening in Ranchi. Some wars never officially end. They simply go quiet — and wait.