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Avery Miller is innocent, truly so! Her mother committed suicide, unable to bear her father's betrayal, while her father got entangled in embezzlement and crime. And the person who wrecked her parents' marriage turns out to be her best friend? But what does all this have to do with her? On a night filled with scheming, Avery Miller suffers a brutal assault. The ruthless Ethan Montgomery almost strangles her over a mere banknotes, and yet, absurdly, she finds herself falling in love with him. "You don't owe me anything, nor do you need to feel indebted. From now on, we're even." Ethan Montgomery never expected that Avery Miller, petite and seemingly fragile, would possess such a terrifyingly strong will. Even? She wishes...

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Mutual aid, cooperation and anarchy

In the wake of Gol D. Roger's execution, the world holds its breath. Pirates flood the seas. Marines tighten their grip. And in the forgotten South Blue, on an island so small it barely earns a dot on most maps, a sixteen-year-old boy with no devil fruit, no family name, and no special destiny decides to leave. His name is Kuroishi Ran. He wants one thing — absolute freedom. Not a throne. Not a title. Not the world's recognition. Just open water and no one above him. He boards a merchant ship heading east with a single bag, calloused hands, and four years of self-taught training behind him. No mentor. No crew. No plan beyond the direction. What he does have is something he can feel but cannot yet name — a heat in his chest that surfaces only when everything else runs out, when his body is past its limit and something deeper opens. The sea will teach him what it is. This is the story of a man who becomes a pirate not for treasure or glory but because the sea is the only place in the world where no one can tell him what he is. It is a story told in ports and storms and training sessions before dawn. In the people he meets and parts from and meets again years later when the sea has changed them both. In the slow, honest, brutal development of a power earned rather than granted. Ran will cross the South Blue. He will reach the Grand Line. He will build something from nothing, by will alone, and the world will eventually learn his name. But that is later. For now — he is sixteen, the ship is heading east, and the horizon keeps retreating the way horizons do. He follows it anyway.

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On the return of his hometown, Valentino discovers that his hometown has changed along with the turbulent decade of the 1960's. His family stuck in the violent past of World War 2 as well as the contemporary fear of the Vietnam War loom over him and his two brothers. However, fear comes in many forms.

The day everything changed – and nothing made sense anymore

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

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?"