edgerunners finale

〈Korean Webnovels〉 Twenty-year-old Kim Yeon-hee's brother is in jail for a drunk-driving crash that paralyzed a college student, and the settlement is more than her family can pay. She walks into Gangnam's coffee shop with the white table and prices herself at a hundred million won. Moon Seung-ho does not blink.

She ran away, ran from the betrayal of the people she trusted most. Two years after that, Amethyst Evans thought she had found some peace. But nothing had really changed. Her nightmarish past still chased her, and every year, as the end approached, her health would crumble again. So what was the point of running away… if she could never escape the grip of their betrayal? "Don’t throw your life away so easily when others are fighting to keep theirs, yet can’t stop it from slipping away." Just when she had decided to let go, those words became a chain, keeping her alive for a few more years. And another three years passed, fate brought her to work as an assistant for her sickly neighbor, Scarlet Miller, helping with what would be Scarlet’s final project in life. She never meant to get close. She never meant to find out that Scarlet’s brother, Slate Miller, was the one who had spoken those “cursed” words to her years ago. But somehow, she got pulled into their lives. And before she knew it, she was healing. The nightmares, the trauma... slowly fading. But will it last? Or is another nightmare waiting for her in the dark? ***** Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) COMING FOR THE LAST FOURTEENTH (COMPLETED) REBIRTH: STUBBORNLY FUFILLING A PROMISE (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) Some places are taken from real places. Some were just imagined. ^_^ Author's Note: Cover photo created by my younger sister... ^_^

Mi sono risvegliato nei panni di una comparsa in un famoso romanzo. Prima ancora di poter entrare nel panico, è apparsa una finestra di sistema. [Missione: Confessare a Myles Cortez.] [Gradimento: -10] [Tempo Rimanente: 30 minuti] [Penalità: Morte] Myles Cortez, il cattivo finale della storia. A quanto pare, se voglio vivere, devo sedurlo. Facile, no? ... Sbagliato. "Pensi di poterti tirare indietro adesso?" Le sue dita si strinsero dietro la mia testa, i suoi occhi scuri. "Blake, mi hai fatto la tua confessione ogni giorno con quel sorriso." ...Potrei averlo sedotto un po' troppo bene.

4055 years after the cataclysm that tore the world apart, "Adam von lucifar" – the monster who exterminated five continents – fell down soaked in his blood, laughing in the face of death. But his laugh wasn't the end... it was the beginning. Thanks to the" rune of reality " Adam was returned to the body of a thirteen-year-old child. A fragile body, but inside it is the mind of a demon and the memories of a man who crushed the whole world. Among elite families, the intrigues of the Union Society, and endless blood, Adam is faced with two choices: to become a slave of fate... or to be swallowed by fate itself. And here, the hero returns not for the sake of salvation, but for the sake of rewriting the ending with a laugh imbued with madness, where only strength is family... and nothing but ashes.

J'ai vu mon petit ami, Vincent, devant un restaurant haut de gamme avec son amie d'enfance, Sophia, juste après qu'il ait disparu pour la dixième fois. Il se pavanait, se vantant auprès de ses amis. "Tu dois dresser les femmes. Tu ne peux pas être trop gentil avec elles. Tu dois les maintenir dans l'incertitude ! J'ai même demandé à Alessandro de la 'protéger' pour moi. Je ferai mon grand retour au moment opportun." Quand je suis rentrée chez moi, j'ai regardé le bel et imposant Alessandro. Je me suis glissée derrière lui, entrelaçant mes doigts avec les siens. Mon nez a frôlé son épaule, un accident délibéré. "Alessandro," ai-je murmuré, "puisque Vincent ne veut plus de moi... pourquoi ne me prendrais-tu pas à sa place ?"

Realizing what you actually require against what you merely want takes time. What would a 13 year old boy know what the world has stored for him?

Sẽ như thế nào, nếu tồn tại một Thế giới, nơi những màu sắc được "nhân hóa" trở thành một con người thật? Sẽ thế nào, nếu những sắc màu ta thấy thường ngày, hay thậm chí những Màu sắc mà bạn yêu thích, bỗng có một nhân tính, có một ước mơ, một cuộc đời đầy rẫy thử thách? Finale of Color, nơi những câu chuyện bắt đầu cùng với những 'Màu sắc' đó trên hành trình thay đổi bản thân, đạt đến những ước mơ và trở thành phiên bản mạnh mẽ nhất của họ. (Vì tôi chỉ là một cái rìu, nên hi vọng sẽ được tiếp đón các đóng góp đến từ bộ não thiên tài của những con người và các nhà hảo tâm.) (Dự kiến chuyển thể truyện tranh, mặc dù chính cái rìu này cũng biết thừa còn lâu mới làm được... 10 năm nữa chăng?)

Lin Wan discovers that her pregnancy and the decline of Su Ran's affection will lead to her being forced out of the world. She faces Su Ran's indifference and encounters Xu Yan's provocation. After a series of painful events, including a possible betrayal by Su Ran, Lin Wan decides to leave. However, a turn of events reveals the truth, and they eventually reconcile. Lin Wan gives birth to a baby, and they look forward to a happy future together.

Caden Vaughn's childhood sweetheart had an unrequited crush on him for ten years, to no avail. Yet on our wedding night, she went to a bar to drown her sorrows and unexpectedly got into a car accident. After she woke up, she claimed to have had a prophetic dream. As the events from her dream came true one by one in reality, everyone went from roaring with laughter to believing her implicitly. Until at a Vaughn family banquet, she pointed at me and said I would have an affair in the future, become pregnant with another man's child, and yet still be treasured by the Vaughn family. Caden Vaughn shielded me, smiling unbothered, and said, "It's just a dream, it can't be taken seriously. I will always believe in Anne. Don't say such things so casually in the future." The very next day, I was diagnosed that the baby I was carrying had a defect and I had to have an abortion. However, before losing consciousness for the surgery, I overheard a nurse's curious question. "Her fetus is developing perfectly well, so why does President Vaughn not want the child and even insist on having her uterus removed?"

As I presumed it to be merely an ordinary day, I soon found myself ensnared in the realm of finality. Believing that endless participation in a deadly contest would secure my escape, I was astonished to witness the awakening of supernatural powers among the masses. And when I presumed this land to be the cradle of divinity, everything inexorably hurtled toward oblivion.