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Li Rui has been extremely unfortunate for years and this day, he knows there are secret realms in the world. However, the first realm he goes in is the hardest one. But with his bad fortune: Emergency Notice: Attention all Secret Realm agents, an unknown error has occurred in the Twelve Star Dungeon [Fengdu], and it is now indefinitely closed. "Did you mess up the Dungeon again?" "President, looking on the bright side, at least I gathered all the equipment, materials, and skill points, so this time... isn't a loss?"

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Vex is a nobody—a scavenger from the slums, armed with nothing but a rusty machine stitched together from tractor parts. Her opponent in the Royal Star League? The Crown Prince Lyron, piloting the 'Archangel'—a 300-billion-credit masterpiece. The commentators are laughing. The betting odds are zero. But Vex has a secret: the 'Engineer's Eye'. Where others see perfection, she sees flaws. She sees the 0.5-second cooling lag in his shield. She doesn't just win; she tears his cockpit open with a wrench. "Hey, Your Highness. Nice engine. It’s mine now. As for your life? That’ll cost extra." Overnight, Vex turns from "trash" to the Empire's most controversial prodigy. Thrust into the elite Royal Military Academy, she enters a snake pit of politics. But the Academy hides a darker secret: the 'Ghost Engine'—a forbidden technology that devoured her parents and now whispers to her. Caught between a humiliated Crown Prince and a ruthless Grand Prince, Vex has a simple plan: If you can't fix the system, break it down for parts.

Once the star of his high school basketball team, Nathan Gayle has played the field for years. Now in his twenties, he's getting tired of one night stands and heated hook-ups with strangers; he wants something more. Was that asking too much?<br><br>Wes Roberts has had a fierce crush on Nathan since high school. A chance encounter at prom created a memory Wes still cherishes, one perfect moment in time. His current relationship with Roger pales in comparison, but he's been with the man for eight months now and they've settled into a routine that's not exactly comfortable.<br><br>When Wes and Nathan meet up again years later at a friend's party, the spark between them is rekindled. But there's Roger, who wrestles with anger and drinking problems. Roger, whom Wes is still dating. Though the choice between the two men seems obvious, breaking up with Roger may be easier said than done.

Under the blood moon, civilization's mask is torn apart. In the shadows of the alley, a wolf's gaze pierces through the crimson haze. On that full-moon night, Bo Yu's veins explode with silver light, and the howl of an ancient wolf echoes through the steel jungle. A mysterious girl named Tang Yao appears, her neck adorned with a talking bronze lock. She offers him an inhibitor to suppress his werewolf transformation, but at a cost: every touch syncs their memories. The mastermind antagonist sets up a series of deadly traps: cloned decoys at charity galas, genetic laboratories filled with lycanthropy viruses, and specially crafted wolf-slaying bullets made from Bo Yu's late father's ashes. When Tang Yao's true identity is revealed, shattering the sky with shocking secrets, Bo Yu tears off his last inhibitor. His wolf claws crush the moral heavens: "Tonight, let my beastly instincts judge your meticulously painted evils."

In the snow outside a Chicago recovery center, a man crushes his last meth pipe under his boot and walks away. No fanfare. No promises. Just momentum. Aaron Hughes is thirty-something days clean, clinging to one rule: keep moving. Leon Alvarez is a former asset hunted by the man who once owned him. Matt Rivers is a “formerly lawful” ex-cop now caught between federal handlers and the same shadow that broke them all. They’re not heroes. They’re not redeemed. They’re just three men refusing to circle back to the fire. At the center is Crowley—calm, patient, inevitable. He doesn’t want their money or their loyalty. He wants proof: that broken people always return to what broke them. But momentum isn’t speed. It’s direction. And some breaks are final. Some keep you moving. A taut, unflinching literary noir about addiction, defiance, and the quiet cost of choosing honesty over escape.

Jayna Rose, Jay is a calling in her family. The girl who has had nightmares for years since her parents died. Actually the ability to control dreams is not a rare thing because actually it is very normal to have control over dreams. In psychology this is called "Lucid Dream". The nightmares that Jayna has been having are fragments of her memory of her life before her reincarnation as Jayna. The secret behind Jayna's unique dream, which always wakes up in a tree root, turns out to be connected to Jayna's past relationship with her current family. Edward is Jayna's best friend. Jayna, who is fighting with her nightmares, feels calm when she is reunited with Edward. Meanwhile, Edward who is in a relationship with Leina, begins to feel doubts about his own feelings.

"In the novel 'Shattered Illusions,' Anna's world crumbles at a glittering party where betrayal unfolds before her eyes. Struggling to cope with the heartbreak, she confides in her stepmother, Vivian, only to face a harsh slap. In her shattered state, Annanarrowly escapes tragedy when a stranger intervenes, rescuing her from an oncoming car. As she awakens in a hospital, a journey of self-discovery begins. Venturing to a distant land, Anna finds solace, friendship, and a newfound passion for art. Through resilience and creativity, she rebuilds her shattered life, ultimately returning home transformed. 'Shattered Illusions' explores the depths of betrayal, the power of resilience, and the transformative journey to rise from the ashes."

Ryan Hayes, a broke Chicago pizza delivery guy, dies in the most pathetic way possible — crushed by a faulty vending machine while trying to buy a Mountain Dew. Instead of the afterlife, he wakes up in the war-torn fantasy world of Valoria as an otherworlder with the cheat skill Infinite Arsenal — the ability to summon and instantly master any weapon or tool he can clearly imagine from Earth. But the power comes with a brutal catch: every summon drains his life force, and pushing too hard risks total collapse.

In my fifth year on the night shift, cleaning a luxury hotel in New York City, my ex-husband, Jasper Stephens, bought the place. Wearing handmade custom brogues, he crushed the six-year-old hearing aid I had just dropped—a device yellowed with age. With a sickening crunch, my world plunged into absolute silence. I frantically reached for it, but he kicked my hand away. The back of my hand instantly flared red and started to swell. Jasper Stephens loomed over me, his thin lips moving, his eyes gleaming with vengeful satisfaction. I read his lips: "Aurora Dawson. Five years ago, in that wildfire, you were quite the survivor, weren't you? Ditching me to save your own skin. Look at you now—a pathetic, mute wreck." A ripple of suppressed snickers went through the people gathered around us. Jasper raised an eyebrow, pulled a thick wad of hundred-dollar bills from his wallet, and tossed them contemptuously at my feet. "Go on, pick them up. You need the money more than anyone, don't you?" I lowered my eyes and numbly reached for the cash. My quiet compliance only seemed to stoke his fury. He lunged, his hand clamping around my neck. "Stop playing dead! Speak!" He didn't know. The thick smoke from that fire had already ravaged my voice. And I hadn't run away. I had carried his unconscious body on my back for miles, stumbling along a rugged mountain path until the sheer exhaustion stole my hearing—and with it, the sound of him ever saying he loved me again.