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Tendou Hanawa, a 2nd year transfer student of Fukuoka High, joined the Astrology club due to his sudden interest in zodiac signs. One day,the club was tasked by the student council to find out about the strings of mysteries occurring in the campus.

Tradução das Novels de Fuyumi Ono. As Novels inspiraram um anime de mesmo nome "The Twelve Kingdoms", produzido em 2002 pelo studio Pierrot, e adaptou parte da história. Eu me apaixonei pelo anime e sempre tive vontade de saber a continuação da história. Como não existem traduções para português, resolvi eu mesmo traduzi-la. Youko Nakajima é uma colegial exemplar, que está sempre tentando agradar aos outros. Ultimamente, uma série de pesadelos com estranhas bestas lhe perturbam o sono. Em um dia comum, Nakajima é surpreendida em sala de aula por um homem com vestes estranhas, este homem diz se chamar Keiki e ajoelhado aos seus pés lhe jura lealdade e diz que precisa levá-la a um outro lugar para protegê-la. Atordoada pela situação estranha e sem entender o que está acontecendo, eles são atacados por um pássaro gigante, parecido com os que Nakajima via em seus sonhos. Keiki foge com Nakajima para o terraço da escola, lá Nakajima se encontra com dois colegas de classe: Asano e Sugimoto, que acabam por se envolver na situação. Keiki entrega a Nakajima uma misteriosa espada e ordena que ela lute conta a besta, ela fica sem ação e indefesos contra a besta, Keiki invoca servos para que lutem contra o monstro. Não vendo mais saída, Keiki transporta os 3 para seu mundo - Os 12 Reinos - Em meio a viagem, todos acabam se separando. Agora eles devem aprender a sobreviver em um novo mundo, repleto de magia, bestas, espadas e imortais. Uma literatura rica, com um complexo desenvolvimento dos personagens, um mundo cheio de fantasia e uma invejável mitologia.

The Directorate is a sprawling Regime, where a person's worth is weighted in their craft and capability. Driven by endurance, meritocracy, and deterrence. One will be drained of all their strength before fading into irrelevancy. Phillip "Kyle" Henschels is one of those. Navigating his loaded life as a Student, being a Operativ and leader for a Militia Fire Team. He has to navigate his overburdened life, filled with impossible expectations, moral conflicts, and the unforgiving life within the Directorate.

Warning : Mature audience only. All I ever wanted was to be happy. Live a normal life. Not one that has been pre- programmed. ~~~~~~~~~~~ I am Charlotte Montogary. I was finally out. Or so I thought. If I could just make it past these woods I would make sure they never find me. Nathaniel Tamarnz. I was in. These people are as dumb as fuck. If my own solider made a mistake of this sort, I would definitely have their heads hanging on posts for it. I walked right past them even without the guard's clothing and no question was asked. They just let me pass straight through, right through these bloody gates. It was so easy to blend into the soldiers. No question asked! Be warned this novel contains illicit scenes. Not comfortable don’t read it. Wanna no more, click on the read button. # webnovel/stphntina/dreamboat# *2021 Don't pirate it's not nice. * Story under reconstruction

Do you ever wonder where the dream people come from? Those people who appear in our dreams yet we’ve never seen elsewhere?<br><br>So begins the story of a young man visited in recurring dreams by his personal vision of a dreamboat. His exotic, Latin ideal man is swarthy, sexy, and ripped and knows exactly the right ways to please our hero.<br><br>The dreams are surreal and sexy ... but what happens when our hero encounters his dream man in real life?

A mysterious man who wears a cloak. He speaks little, reveals nothing of his past, rides a black horse and carries a sword he deems too noble to be used on common killers and bandits, not out of mercy, but out of judgment. His presence unsettles most he meets. Moving through a broken world every decision he makes could have lethal consequences to anyone around him... even the innocents.

In a world filled with magic and mystery, towards unexpecting twists and events. A battle between the brave and corrupt. As the boy who's the center of it all, will he prevail or will he fail? Will he obtain what he seeks? In all questions there are answers, but only those who wish to seek what they desire can obtain it. In hopes of protecting those he love and care for, will he be able to obtain such thing by himself or with others. To achieve the peace he seeks and to sway from danger. Only those who have the desire for it, is worthy enough of such thing.

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!"

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?"

"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.