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Kalin High is not a typical prestigious high school. It is a closed society, a city-state with homework. Within its campus, where clubs govern like miniature regimes and embody certain belief systems, every hallway becomes a battleground for optics, resources, and legitimacy. Order is scarce and revolution... even rarer. Enter one quiet, ordinary transfer student with no accolades, no visible alliance, and no apparent protection from the system. Yet. Dragged into the center of a fading political club with a proud legacy and dwindling numbers, he finds himself among five unique comrades: a visionary Chairwoman, ablaze with conviction and righteous fury; a tireless Vice Chairwoman who recites budget plans and damage control procedures as if they were poetry; an Enforcer who commands silence through fear and inevitability; an anxious Strategist whose stress rivals her precision; and a chaotic Propaganda Artist under strict probation for setting yet another banner ablaze in the name of morale and idealism. Together, they do not demand perfection. Only loyalty. Whether one rises among those who merely perform their assigned functions, or is absorbed by the cold, indifferent system and forgotten, remains the unanswered question. Because history does not remember the comfortable. It remembers the committed.

Welcome to the wildest corner of the internet. A world where logic gets roasted, common sense gets kicked in the shins, and laughter reigns supreme. Meet Kade, the silver-haired YouTuber with too much confidence and not enough self-control; Dr. Flex, the overly dramatic “doctor” whose medical degree might be from a cereal box; And Viviana, the sharp-tongued intellectual queen who could debate a rock and still win. Together, they form the most chaotic trio to ever open a camera and say, “So, let’s talk about the world.” From the horrors of math to the mysteries of pets, from the philosophy of being ugly to the tragedy of off-brand items, these three will dissect humanity, one hilarious rant at a time. Every episode is packed with insane energy, emotional nonsense, and real-world truth that hurts a little too much. It’s comedy. It’s chaos. It’s therapy disguised as stupidity. So whether you’re a long-time survivor of “The Story Is Very Human” or a new recruit stumbling into this circus, sit down, relax, and let your brain cells take a break. Because in this world, every opinion is loud, every moment is absurd, and every story ends with someone (usually Kade) regretting their life choices. This isn’t just a book— it’s a global roast session. And when they say they’ll talk about everything, they mean everything. "Comrades, Let Me Tell You Something", The internet’s favorite disaster trio is here, and they’re about to make you laugh harder than you should.

À l’Académie Elite Hanami, Kyo Ishigami et Miwa Kuroyoji règnent en maîtres absolus. Beaux, intelligents et calculateurs, ils contrôlent l'équilibre social de l'établissement sans jamais faillir. Mais ce statu quo vole en éclats avec l'arrivée de deux nouveaux élèves : Yuuichi et sa demi-sœur Mika. Arborant des cheveux d'un blanc immaculé et un regard totalement vide d'émotions, ils affichent une apathie et des capacités d'analyse qui défient toute logique. Intrigués par ces nouveaux venus qui ignorent royalement leur autorité, Kyo et Miwa décident de les observer de près. Mais en cherchant à percer le mystère de leur froideur mécanique, le duo de tête va mettre le doigt sur un secret bien plus sombre et profond que de simples rivalités lycéennes. La guerre psychologique ne fait que commencer, et les règles du jeu s'apprêtent à changer du tout au tout.

This is an LGBT+ novel. This is organic writing, no AI has been used in any stage of this novel. The legendary hero's party is what they called us. Twenty especially powerful beings summoned to quell the Demon Lord Galian. From what I know we were just students at an academy, not many of us got particularly along either. Thrust into this unknown situation unwillingly, we forced ourselves figure out our abilities and spread out to weaken the demon forces. We made a ton of progress, liberating whole countries from the demonic invasion. That was until we were working on clearing a dungeon in the east. As the scout in the party I took the lead within a dark crevice when our leader, the hero, stabbed me. Leaving my corpse to rot there. After everything I had done for him! If I ever see his face again I'll make sure he feels it 100x worse than I did! Right after I wake up in a bland, blinding white room.

Lillian follows the rules to keep her reputation intact. Matteo breaks them because rules are boring. A human merchant frozen solid. A Vampire diplomat burned to ash. A Werewolf warrior drowned on dry land. Each murder seems impossible, and the only clue is a single silver-white hair. "We should test the hair with raw magic," Matteo said, already rolling up his sleeves, his silver eyes gleaming with barely contained excitement. Lillian didn't look up from her notes. "The procedure requires authorization from the High Council. We wait." "Or," he said, sparking a flame in his palm, the blue fire casting dancing shadows across his sharp features, "we don't." She finally lifted her gaze, fixing him with a flat stare. "You're going to do it anyway, aren't you?" A slow, wicked grin spread across his face. "You're learning." His reckless experiment reveals the victims all shared one secret—and the killer is tying up loose ends. Now Lillian must navigate a city on the brink of war while Matteo drags her through seedy taverns and forbidden libraries, chasing his "hunches." She keeps her composure in public, bowing to nobles and following procedure. He charms guards, picks locks, and once set a curtain on fire just to see if the rumor about enchanted fabrics was true. Is the killer a purist or a puppet? And can Lillian stop Matteo from getting them both killed long enough to find out?

Title: Thirteen Comrades: Brotherhood Forged in the Bone Genre: Historical Adventure / Brotherhood / Epic Quest Across continents and centuries, the Thirteen Bloodlines have scattered — descendants of the same ancient root, carrying different marks, speaking different tongues, and living by different laws. One shared symbol binds them: the Moon‑Arrow‑Water Mark, now hidden beneath frost, sand, waves, and trade emblems. When a group of travelers from the southern seas and the steppes sets out to reunite their lost kin, they find far more than old roads and forgotten trails. They meet Ivan, guardian of the frozen northern passes, his line marked with ice; Ibaruddin, merchant prince of the Gulf, carrying the mark beneath the crescent and star; and others from lands as far as the Malay archipelago, Thailand, and the Middle East. But unity is not easy. Between steppe honor, desert calculation, seafaring instinct, and polar survival, their ways clash as often as they agree. They must learn to balance heart and ledger, tradition and new ways, loyalty and logic — while facing bandits, harsh nature, and the hidden dangers that broke the bloodlines long ago. Thirteen Comrades is an epic journey of men from every corner of the world, bound not just by blood, but by the choice to stand together. Old marks, new roads, and a brotherhood forged in the bone.

Following the Fall of Earth, Humanity has turned to technology to preserve themselves through whatever means nessesary. Now through heaven or hell, we take a look at Humanities... well, not finest. - A Side Story to ' StarDuster ' - Planned Episodes |--> Arch |--> Melody |--> Dice |--> Syn |--> Tungston |--> ••• |--> ••••••

The only aim in her life was to serve her country. She is a strong woman, who is rutheless towards her enemies. But behind that cold facade, she is a sweet girl. Due to some reason she has to pretend to be a man. What happens when her clingy assistant finds out about her secret?

This novel is about how my character will grow to challenge not only himself but also for his sanity. It will take me a while to get this started as even tho it's a fanfic I want actual facts in here so research is needed

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?"