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*ONE NIGHT WITH GREGORY* I was buried alive for two years. My Aunty Christine ripped me from my parents, locked me in a yellow room, and burned the name Tinsel Monroe until the world believed I was ash. _“GOOD. STAY DEAD,”_ she wrote on my missing poster. I thought she was the monster. I was wrong. She made me a ghost to save me from the men who burned my parents alive. She became the villain so I’d have a heartbeat. Then I ran — straight into Gregory Hale at 3am in the ruins of Panther Way. He gave me his coat. Left me at sunrise. Four days later I was in his tower, breathing only because his best friend said _“make sure she’s safe.”_ Zack Finnson. Zack who smiles first and asks questions later. Zack who knows the guard rotations better than the guards. Zack who was there the night my parents died, and the night Gregory found me, and every night since. Zack who checks my locks twice. Zack who told Gregory _“she’s safer if the world thinks she’s dead.”_ Gregory is cruel to my face and ruined behind my back, building cages to keep monsters out. But the doors all have Zack’s fingerprint. *_She burned my name to save my life. He says my name like it burns his mouth. And the man who swore to protect me… never told me where he was the night the fire started. *Is Zack the reason I’m alive? Or the reason I needed saving?* *Read to find out who’s really keeping me safe.*

"Even without the magic, you'd never be normal. Not to me.", he said as his eyes bore into her soul and then, he captured her lips in his. ¤¤¤ Living under an alias especially when you are not a criminal is easy for Sage. She has been living the simple life she has always wanted for the last 12 years. The problem is her silver hair which doesn't let her live inconspicuously. And her magic no matter what she does refuses to remain subdued. When her magic is discovered and she is sent to the Rose and Sword Academy, her identity is at risk. How will she keep her secret especially when the keen eyes of her fellow magic-users are on her? To love amidst the danger is not impossible. Secrets can bind two souls together. This story is proof of that.

Gregory has been working for the young lord long enough to have no illusions about his feelings. He feigns indifference, but it's getting harder every day. Especially in those moments when McKinley fixes him with that cold, gray gaze, as distant and unapproachable as the lord himself.

Detective Gregory is an outstanding officer in Las Vegas. He is an independent, handsome, intelligent yet rude and socially disabled man. He is an orphan and has been passed to many household that learnt 10 languages namely; Filipino, Latin, Chinese, Spanish, Portuguese, Arabic, Russian, German, African, and specially English. He was working in a rape case and fell in love with the victim, Astrid Green.

He was the weakest hunter, abandoned by everyone. After death, he learned the truth about his skill. Now, after regression, he returns with strength, greed... ...and knowledge of the future. And this time, he will take everything from the world.

It is when you lose someone that you know how much you cared about that person. In my case, I did everything I could to get rid of that person even if it meant paying a high price. Regret is the only thing I have left after what I did. Is it possible to forgive ourselves when we are reminded of our bad decisions, when we are hated by the person we love most in the world?

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.

In a world overrun by demons and monsters, cultivators worship the Bizarre and Unspeakable as the Way of Heaven. If a mortal wishes to step onto the path of cultivation, they must gouge out their own eyes, sever their limbs, and destroy their Roots of Wisdom… Upon transmigrating into this world, Ren Qing discovered that through his Divine Ability, he was completely exempt from the horrific price of cultivation. And so, just like that, he casually embarked upon the path of cultivation…