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*There is "gore, bloody, violent" content throughout the story that may bother or not be suitable for some readers. As well as some crude language.* Also #action/adventure "Wren... can you hear me..?" His voice sounded so familiar and warm. ".."Please Wren... I know the last person you probably want to hear from is me.. "Please don't forget.. It's me, Michael.." As soon as Wren hear his name, memories came flashing back to her. *Wren-Wren, come play with me!" A young boy with brown hair and sea blue eyes called out to her. "Okay, I'm coming." The young Wren ran towards Michael. Her dark red hair that had been neatly styled into braids, bounced around on her shoulders. *BANG! BOOM, BOOM!* The loud sounds of gun and canon fire could be heard all around. "AH!" Men and women were screaming in the distance. The once inviting forest vegetation was now littered with debris from nearby buildings and stained red with blood. "Mommy! Mommy, *cough cough* help m-" before the blonde little girl could continue screaming for her mother, I large hand reached down and covered her mouth. She tried to struggle, but it was all in vain. The man easily overpowered her and quickly ran off. ..."Presenting our new Priestess! She has incredible strength and amazing abilities only second to our Lord, Lord Valen. Everyone, please do your best to welcome her!" A teenaged age Wren stood before many people within a large ballroom style area. To her left was the one she knew as Valen, and over to her right, there was a man and woman who looked less than pleased to see her in a position of such power. Wren was nervous and shaking. 'I really wish I could just get out of this dress and go train," She thought to herself. ..."21, check in. Are we a go?" Someone's voice came across a small earpiece, "We are good 45. You take the East entrance and I will cover the perimeter. We need to do this as quickly and silently as possible." Wren was in her late teens at this point. She was wearing all black clothes, that were fitted to the curves of her body. She heard a small sound in the distance, 'Okay, here we go.' She took a deep breath in and closed her eyes. In just moments her clothes and hair began to flutter around her body, and just as quickly as this happened, she disappeared, leaving nothing but a small wisp of smoke behind. ..."Wren, I just can't...I need to go for myself. I never wanted to keep this from yo-" "Don't bother lying to me Michael. I am fed up with what both you and Valen have been hiding." She carefully swung her leg over, and moved away from Michael's lap, carefully adjusting her jade-colored dress. She sighed into her hands, "Wren..you know I will always lo-" "Goodbye Michael. I regret we didn't have more time together, but I can't just sit by idly." She turned to face him, a tear ran down her face, and she disappeared, before Michael opened his eyes from a blink. Suddenly, Wren gasped and opened her eyes. She immediately sat up, turned on her side, and began to cough and spit out blood. "Oh Wren, gosh I missed you," As Wren was turning to lay back down, Michael pulled her into a tight embrace. "I don't know what I would have done without you. You were in this bed so long, I didn't think you would ever wake up." Wren was confused and still trying to catch her breath. She pushed the man away and looked him over. 'Wavy brown hair, simple stud earrings, sea blue eyes..' "Michael?" "Oh, my Lady-" Michael grabbed her once more, but he quickly released her, "Daddy, daddy, can I see, can I see?" Wren grew even more confused, as Michael moved his body over and behind him, was a small girl, with cherry brown hair. "Hi lovely. I would like you to meet someone. This Lady, is a very important person to our people, and she is also really special to us." Wrens breaths began to quicken and her heart was racing, 'no, don't!" "This Lady's name is Wren, but maybe after you are around her more, maybe you can start calling her Mommy again?"

In the waning borders of a once-mighty empire, the flames of war reignite. On the alien battlefield, the roar of tanks echoes and smoke fills the air as soldiers bravely charge into fierce combat. Under the vast starry sky, starships engage in intense dogfights, their fiery exchanges illuminating the cosmos. Faced with the threat of invasion, the empire's fate hangs in the balance, as warriors relentlessly strive to defend their homeland, showcasing their fearless spirit and unwavering determination.

Four diplomats. One hotel room. Zero universal power adapters. When a historic US-Iran peace summit in Islamabad collapses into a global naval blockade, the fate of the free world falls into the hands of an over-caffeinated American, a VPN-starved Iranian, a spreadsheet-loving Chinese envoy, and a Pakistani mediator who is desperately trying to pawn $34,000 of loose-leaf tea to the IMF. A geopolitical comedy about nuclear standoffs, Truth Social holy wars, and bypassing international sanctions with smart air fryers.

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In order to save his sister, Kendo Champion Hasegawa Kenta is offered the lucrative job as manager of the Battlefront Mall. However, he soon finds out that this mall isn't ordinary by any means. It turns out this mall has a built in fighting arena, capable of mimicking an unlimited amount of terrains, where competitors fight to the death using any means necessary in exchange for a large cash prize. As manager of the store, Kenta's job is none other than to fight as one of the store's champions. With the help of his trusty cashiers, will Kenta be able to survive his new job?

After an unremarkable life ends in the most cliche way possible: involving a truck. A painfully average guy wakes up in a vibrant fantasy world filled with magic, monsters, and the promise of adventure. There's just one problem. Instead of gaining a legendary sword, ancient magic, or even a decent skill... He's partnered with a sentient, beatboxing toilet. "Skibidi dop dop yes yes." Dubbed a "Cheat Companion" by a mysterious system, Skibidi looks ridiculous, sounds ridiculous... and might actually be absurdly overpowered. From launching goblins into trees to hinting at locked abilities far beyond comprehension, this bizarre entity could be the key to surviving a world where danger lurks behind every glowing bush. Caught between confusion and cautious optimism, our reluctant hero sets out to explore this new life; learning how the world works, how his strange companion works, and most importantly, how to stay alive long enough to figure out why this is the power he was given. Because in a land of swords and sorcery... Sometimes your greatest weapon is the one that makes absolutely no sense. A chaotic isekai adventure filled with absurd humor, unexpected action, and the strangest partnership ever summoned.

Vina Valencia is a low-key magical badass who can literally bend reality with her hands (think magic spaghetti noodles made of energy), but she’s stuck babysitting her hot mess husband, Hottmann Munich—a billionaire chaos gremlin who’s all about cursed poker games, illegal magic fight clubs, and collecting ex-girlfriends like Pokémon. Everyone thinks he’s a skibidi (yes, that’s his official title now), but secretly? He’s obsessed with Vina. Too bad he’s terrible at showing it. Every time Hottmann does something stupid (which is often), Vina has to clean up his magical dumpster fires. Broke a cursed casino’s rules? Vina fixes it. Got hexed by a jealous witch? Vina’s on it. But when Hottmann gambles away her family’s magic moonstone necklace to a shady fae dude, Vina’s like, “Nope, I’m out.” She dips to Silvershore, a secret beach town for magic fugitives, where she learns she’s basically the heir to a squad of ocean-controlling sea witches. Slay. Meanwhile, Hottmann’s life implodes without Vina’s magic Band-Aids. His empire’s cursed, his exes are hexing him, and he’s got a literal demon in his DMs. When he finally finds Vina, he’s half-dead from a curse (karma, baby). Vina saves him (ugh, why?) and finds out his whole family’s cursed to be self-destructive idiots. Now they’re stuck working together: Vina’s mastering her storm magic, Hottmann’s trying not to be a skibidi, and everyone’s got drama. Think magic fights, toxic exes, and a kraken.

Amaya has a secret, but she has it under control. Almost. Everything is fine. Everyone is safe. As long as no one touches her skin.

The world is dark and blue and worse than hell and more boring than ur life . but wtf is this no this shit is interesting

After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."