sing auditions

Nuriel is an eighteen-year-old senior in high school. Together with his friends Noah, Lucian and Caden, he has formed a band. He yearns for some change in his life, though he wouldn't know what; he gets what he wishes for when he meets Jerah, who turns his life upside down and makes his heart and brain contradict each other. Will he ever give in to what his feelings tell him, or will he allow his senses to deny them forever?

In a city where hidden factions and ancient bloodlines grind the gears of power… Rhythm decides survival. Hesitation is fatal. Daisy is young, sharp, and fleeing the fire. Her village is ash. Survival drags her from the ruins into the hands of the Sneaky Birds, where trust is a risk—and every choice is paid for in blood. Johnny walks alone. Black coat. Steady hands. A past he can’t outrun. Once a mercenary, now a "Ghost" hunting the truth behind his missing niece. He doesn't negotiate. He "deletes" anyone in his way. The city is closing in. Gangs rule like kingdoms. Crime lords pull strings from the dark. Assassins listen for the sound of a heartbeat. In the shadows, Legends are rising—beings who don’t just fight. They change the rules of reality. Johnny and Daisy stand at the center, but they are not the only players. Power shifts fast. Alliances break faster. The rhythm decides everything. The city is listening. A story of layered factions. Shifting perspectives. A world of neon and ruin. Sing… or die.

Su Yu travels through the parallel urban world and unlocks the daily sign-in system. Check-in at zero every day to get various treasures and rewards. Charm, physique, intelligence, medical skills, exercises, money! One year after signing in, Su Yu, after mastering the basic knowledge of the parallel city world, decided to officially start enjoying life. So, the first thing, he decided to divorce! Yes, away from the only daughter of the richest man in Wucheng, the president of a well-known game company, known as a goddess, so everyone envies, but with his nameless wife! However, the other party refused to divorce. Such a high-quality and high-quality woman can't be divorced! note-this book is not my credit goes to the original author this is MTL

"You chose your career. So don't act like you're the victim here" T^T

I used to believe time would blur what happened between Chenhui and me. Two boys in the same classroom, drawn into something we never dared to name. But even now, ten years later, I still wonder what really happened that summer. Why does every smile still make me think of him? With Lee back in my life and winter closing in, I can't help but ask myself: is this what it means to grow up, carrying the past even as we try to move on? (My story is quite personal and mainly reflects my feelings towards my high school memories. So it may not be as exciting or fast-paced as many popular stories here. As the website said, the plot of my story is not engaging enough and difficult to follow, and the writing pace is too draggy, which I have to admit is true. So if you're looking for a story that constantly keeps your attention, mine might not be your cup of tea. But I still want to thank you for reading this far.)

The zither and lute sing in harmony with white heads.

In a land where kingdoms march to the rhythm of crowns, Where blades are silent, and hearts beat in chains, One boy hums to himself beneath a broken sky— Unaware that his song will one day shatter empires. Ren is born nameless, crestless, and forgotten. But he listens. To the wind. To the fire. To the whisper of metal, old and aching for memory. For in this world, blades once sang—not with words, but with will. And Crowns… Crowns do not rule with justice, but with rhythm. A rhythm etched into bone, bound in sorrow, And worn by kings who have traded their souls for command. But Ren does not march. He does not shout. He moves. He dances. And in his steps, the song begins anew. Through war, betrayal, love, and legacy, Ren must face the silence imposed by power, And awaken a forgotten truth: > That blades do not belong to kings. They belong to those who listen. So come— Step softly. Listen closely. And when the steel begins to hum... You’ll know the story has begun. ---

After traveling to a fantasy world, Ye Yun became the head of the Spirit Dragon Sect. His talent was amazing. He led the Spirit Dragon Sect, Dominated the battlefield, and continued to grow. When he was at my peak, he suddenly awakened the sign-in system. A careless move, bewitched by the system and it's promise for power, his soul enters a mysterious space, unable to cultivate every day, having to sign in once every ten minutes, but geting amazing rewards. One hundred thousand years have passed like this. Untill one day. The 298th head of the Spirit Dragon Sect came to the grave to bid farewell and about to disband the Spirit Dragon Sect. The sign-in was over. Ye Yun, finaly being free started to slaughter, countless forces were crying and howling. A hundred years later the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands Sect, begged Ye Yun to step into the gate to the immortal realm. This novel is not my work just a good novel I found but there was no good translation so I decided to make one my self. Here is the original translation(auto translated): https://www.mtlnovel.com/sign-in-for-100000-years-please-hurry-up/

When my daughter wanted to give up her conservatory auditions for a punk, I forcefully ordered them to break up. Later, her performance was a stunning success. She took first place and was given guaranteed admission to a prestigious institution. Just as I was feeling incredibly gratified in the audience, she tearfully recounted my vicious deeds to the reporters. She said I treated her as a tool to vent my desire for control, that I destroyed her beautiful first love. As a result, I was subjected to mass online harassment, and an irrational fan ran me over and killed me. When I opened my eyes again, I had returned to the day I caught the punk about to elope with my daughter. I said with a smile: "Your life, your choice. I respect it, wish you well, and hope you two are locked together forever."

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?"