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Two different souls, from two different worlds...yet, so similar like the same poles of a magnet... He lived the life of carnage - filled with danger and blood. She lived the life of a bird in a cage - safe and sheltered. His life was fucked up. He was a mess made of shackles of betrayal and pain, on his way to become next ruler of the Knight Crime Empire, one of the most dangerous Mafia empires in the world. She had a secret she couldn't bring herself to spill, being silenced by the man she had once trusted, that ultimately made her chose solitude and loneliness to feel safer. Other than this, her life was as simple as it could get, with her in her last year of highschool, on her way to become a valedictorian. Their worlds were like light and dark, like the two sides of a coin. And yet, they weren't so different at all. It was as if the two sides of the coin had been engraved with the same number and symbol., only being separated by the thin wall of metal in between. People were afraid to even look him in the eye and she scared half the school population with her chilling glare and unapproachable look. She knew pain, how it felt to be completely helpless and alone, barely keeping herself from drowning in the shallows of broken promises and truths. He was drowning too, the weight of his past pulling him down. Their actions were carefully calculated yet impulsive, with their anger an armour on their hearts. A reflection. That's what they were. Of each other. See, it's like this - If she is a star, her light brilliant and dazzling, hot anger bubbling on the surface, then he's an exact replica of her with the exact same bright and dazzling light, his anger at the world like the scorching fire and heat. What happens when these two clash? Their equally cold and distant gazes meet? Let me tell you - Fire burns. Gravity draws them close and for once, they can't bear to resist it until their worlds collide, secrets are unleashed and they're forced to chose what they don't want to. Because what good comes out when stars collide?

Discovering haunted stories is one of Jei's hobby, suddenly figuring out a rumor regarding a man wearing a yellow shirt, without knowing this ghostly story would change her life for good. Will her interest disappear upon experiencing the outcome of meeting this rumor for herself?

We've all seen and read different love stories tragic stories , complicated ones and heart felt ones but have you ever seen one that started with a T-shirt , I bet you haven't "If someone would have told me a year ago that I'd be marrying the love of my life if I wished for it I would have believed them I spent my whole life dreaming for love but I guess I'm not meant for it at least I have this signed T-shirt by my favorite artist Charm its my prized possession" "All I do is paint ,take pictures , smile for the camera and pretend to perfect after all I'm charm I ought to be a sweetheart I'm done with this stuff this blue T-shirt will be the last thing I'll ever sign "

"I felt nothing— until his laughter made the silence unbearable." Selena is a bored little girl in a world that feels too heavy for her age. She laughs loudly, argues brilliantly, solves equations for fun—but inside, she carries an emptiness she can’t outrun. She isn’t searching for love. She isn’t searching for anyone. She’s just trying to find something—*anything*—interesting enough to drown out the question she hates the most: “Why are we even living?” And then one day… she finds it. Not in a book. Not in an idea. But in a person. A boy with the most ridiculously beautiful smile she has ever seen—one she almost admits is even better than hers. A boy who walks around in a black t-shirt as if he’s the universe’s main character. A boy whose laugh hits her harder than any feeling she remembers. Biel. Was that really his name? She wasn’t sure. But his friends said it loud enough for it to echo in her chest long after he walked away. From that moment on, she noticed him. Not intentionally. Not romantically. Not like the other girls with their giggles and whispers. Just… unconsciously. Effortlessly. Irritatingly. Until the boy in the black t-shirt became the one thing in her life she couldn’t ignore. “The Boy in the Black T-Shirt” is a quiet, rain-soaked story about unexpected feelings, accidental obsessions, and the way a single person can become the most interesting part of your world—long before you understand why. ---

Make sure to check the auxiliary volume! Niimi Kousei is an avid high school student and passionate Vtuber who spends his time streaming and admiring idols, with his favorite group being "Lucky Star." However, his world turns upside down when he discovers that not just one, but three of his beloved idols are fellow students at his school. upon accidentally encountering each of them, he notices his own Vtuber persona on their phone wallpapers. Surely it’s not pure coincidence that they watch my stream… right?

From now on, this story will only be available for Royal Road. To view the story, remember to look for the same name on Royal Road. Quando a Luz Caiu O mundo não acabou no dia em que a luz cruzou o céu. Ele começou. Há duzentos e quarenta anos, uma massa azul-branca rasgou a atmosfera terrestre como um segundo sol em queda. Testemunhas relataram que o céu se abriu em silêncio antes do impacto — nenhum trovão, nenhum aviso, apenas um brilho intenso que transformou a noite em dia por breves segundos. O objeto tinha aproximadamente quarenta e cinco metros de diâmetro. Quando tocou o solo, não foi apenas a terra que tremeu. Algo invisível se espalhou pelo planeta. Nos anos seguintes, crianças começaram a nascer diferentes. Algumas dobravam metal com as mãos. Outras alteravam a gravidade ao redor do próprio corpo. Houve quem incendiasse o ar sem fósforo, quem manipulasse eletricidade como extensão dos dedos, quem tocasse conceitos que ninguém sabia explicar. E então veio o medo. Uma década depois do Evento da Luz, o mundo entrou em guerra. Não uma, mas nove. Conflitos globais sucessivos, cada um mais devastador que o anterior. Países foram apagados do mapa. O clima mudou. Oceanos avançaram. Ecossistemas colapsaram. A humanidade descobriu que o verdadeiro impacto do meteoro não foi o choque contra o solo — foi o despertar do poder. O Elemento Os cientistas o chamaram de Quenz. Um elemento desconhecido, presente nas células dos indivíduos alterados. Ele alimentava as habilidades extraordinárias, funcionando como uma fonte biológica de energia. Sem ele, os poderes não existiam. Mas havia um problema. O Quenz era letal para humanos comuns. Exposição direta resultava em envenenamento ou morte por radiação celular. Hospitais precisaram ser separados. Protocolos foram criados. A sociedade se dividiu lentamente entre aqueles que possuíam Quenz no sangue e aqueles que não possuíam. Hoje, cerca de vinte por cento da humanidade manifesta algum tipo de habilidade. Entre os demais seres vivos, o número chega a quarenta por cento. Poder tornou-se algo comum. E, ao mesmo tempo, perigoso demais. A Organização Centenas de milhões morreram nas Guerras Mundiais que se seguiram ao Evento. Ao final da primeira década de destruição, vinte e nove países assinaram um acordo histórico. Nascia a SHIPSH. Uma organização internacional independente, criada para regular, monitorar e, se necessário, conter indivíduos superpoderosos. Seu objetivo declarado era simples: impedir que o mundo se autodestruísse novamente. Ela deveria ser neutra. Livre de influência política. Acima das nações. Mas o poder raramente é neutro. Oito grandes potências — as mais ricas, armadas e influentes — assumiram o controle indireto da estrutura da organização. Embora a SHIPSH se declare independente, suas decisões frequentemente refletem interesses estratégicos. Ainda assim, ela é a única barreira entre ordem e colapso. A SHIPSH classifica indivíduos de acordo com o nível de ameaça: de Classe C até Classe Alfa. Alguns poucos, considerados acima de Alfa, não devem ser capturados — devem ser eliminados. Porque há poderes que não podem ser contidos. Os Tipos Com o tempo, os super seres foram divididos em nove grandes grupos. Há os Mega Seres, fisicamente superiores à própria natureza. Os Meta-Físicos, que manipulam gravidade, eletricidade e até dimensões. Os Conceituais, capazes de tocar ideias invisíveis como sonhos, sensações ou habilidades. Os Especialistas, quase invencíveis em condições específicas. Os Transportadores, imprevisíveis e mutáveis. Os Fora de Lista, anomalias ainda não compreendidas. E, por fim, os raríssimos de Classificação Especial — um em cada bilhão — capazes de alterar a própria estrutura da vida ou da existência. Nem todos sobrevivem aos próprios dons. Alguns poderes consomem energia. Outros consomem vida. A taxa de mortalidade entre os manifestantes sem tratamento adequado ultrapassa sessenta por cento. O poder é uma dádiva. E uma sentenç

See life with wonder. Here are the times and moments in which I fell in love with life.

This is a story created by an AI. I did not know there was an option like this, this is awesome. I will just post this randomly. HIHIHIHI every credit goes to Artificial intelligence CHAT OPENAI. The cover picture is also AI created. What a world we are living.

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."