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In the luminescent heart of Altheria, young Orion navigates a world where dreams are not mere figments but potent forces shaping reality. From the vibrant streets of Eclipsia to the mystical energies of the Dream Well, Orion's journey is a vivid tapestry of resilience and transformation. After a heart-wrenching tragedy shatters his youthful innocence, he vows with fiery determination, "No darkness can swallow the dreams that fuel my spirit." Under the mentorship of the wise and jovial Grimshaw, Orion blossoms into a beacon of hope, ready to carve a path of justice in a realm echoing with the whispers of dreams.

A second-chance romance as scorching hot as a baseball diamond in August. Slater "Savage" Harlow Winning the MVP award for the Birmingham Bandits last year was the highlight of my baseball career. It was the culmination of childhood dreams, calculated adult decisions, sacrifice, and a hell of a lot of focus. Tearing my ACL in spring training? Not what I expected at all. Now I'm home, in small town Georgia, rehabbing in the comfort of my own home, with people I know. I'm connecting with friends I haven't had time to talk to in years, spending days at home with my parents, and getting to watch my little brother play minor league baseball. What I don't expect is to see Malone Fulcher walking into Del's Diner one morning while having my coffee and egg whites. She's the old flame, the one who got away, and the woman I compare all others to. Malone Fulcher Spending the summer in my hometown wasn't what I had planned, but it's what I need. Recovering from a hard year, both personally and professionally, I need to reconnect with who I am. When my mom encouraged me to come home and do some soul searching, I can't say no. Memories are all over this small town, from the Baptist Church to the east field on my parents farm, to the diner. On my second day in town, I decide to go in, memories be damned. I lost my breath as soon as I saw "Savage" Harlow sitting alone at a booth. Our eyes lock, my heart flutters, and my hands shake - all the same way they did back in high school. But back then we couldn't make it work. Going our separate ways to differing colleges, we decided we weren't meant to be. A decade later, as soon as our eyes meet, I'm wondering if we were right, because those green eyes of his do nothing but take me to a past that I can see being my future. MVP was created by Laramie Briscoe, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Find the true meaning of destiny

A city girl who was forced by her parents to move back with them at the country side where both of her parents grow up. But little did she know she’s going to meet the guy who capture her heart for the first time. Is she going to let her heart fall or stay heartless and cold?

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In the realm of Somnium, where dreams and reality blur, 17-year-old Lyra discovers she is a dreamwalker, destined to shape the fabric of the dream world. Guided by the enigmatic Ariana and accompanied by the majestic Starlight, Lyra embarks on a perilous quest to uncover the secrets of Somnium and confront the dark forces threatening its balance. As Lyra navigates the surreal landscapes and encounters fantastical creatures, she must confront her own doubts and fears, symbolized by her Shadow self. With each challenge, Lyra grows in strength and determination, ultimately facing the dark leader Malakai in an epic battle to save Somnium. With the fate of the dream world hanging in the balance, Lyra must fulfill her destiny and claim her place as a dreamwalker, protector of Somnium, and weaver of dreams. .

Teaser: I saw like in a dream, I can see Mark, me and a little girl. We are so happy running in a garden full of beautiful colourful flowers. I think it’s the small hut I inherited from Papa. It seems different, bigger and wider. The hut is now a two storey house with a small yacht in front of the house facing Lake Nijori. Trees and plants still grow there and … Mama, Papa, I love, Mama, Papa….the little girl said…smiling at me and Mark lively, sweetly and cutely. Oh, my, Mark….haha! I said closing my eyes and the vision is gone. I was teary eyed but very happy to see my future with him. A baby girl huh!, I said while caressing my tummy. Unmei! (Destiny), I love you, I loveeee you…I added looking at Mark, kissing him lovingly.

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.