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"I, Amelie Ashwood, Reject you, Tate Cozad, as my mate. I REJECT YOU!" is what I screamed right before I took the silver blade that I just dipped in a bowl of my own blood to my mate mark. Amelie only ever wanted to live a simple life out of the spotlight of her Alpha bloodline. She felt she had that when she found her first mate. After years together, her mate was not the man he claimed to be. Amelie is forced to perform the Rejection Ritual to set herself feel. Her freedom comes at a price, one of which is an ugly black scar. "Nothing! There's nothing! Bring her back!" I scream with every part of my being. I knew before he said anything. I felt her in my heart say goodbye and let go. At that moment, an unimaginable pain radiated to my core. Alpha Gideon Alios loses his mate, on which should be the happiest day of his life, the birth of his twins. Gideon doesn't have time to grieve, left mateless, alone, and a newly single father of two infant daughters. Amelie Ashwood and Gideon Alios are two broken werewolves that fate has twisted together. This is their second chance at love, or is it their first? As these two fated mates come together, sinister plots come to life all around them. How will they come unite to keep what they deem the most precious safe?

Tentang sebuah kilasan balik masa lalu antara aku dan dia, yang menyangkut dua agama. Sebuah perbedaan yang benar-benar nyata, tak terlihat namun terasa. Hanya sedikit, namun sempat membuatku tertahan tuk bangkit. Perbedaan yang nyata memang sesakit itu, dan disini aku ingin berbagi kepada kamu yang membaca serpihan-serpihan masa lampau ku. Selamat datang, semoga senang.

Aries lost her fiancé and threw away her life. Now that she is finally thinking about starting over, she meets the strangest man. He intrigues her, but her mind keeps telling her no. What will she think when she realizes the portal to the core of the earth, the land of the dragons has been there all along? Her sister thinks she has finally broke and lost her mind.

A short time novel of a young man in fear to face his yore life

Three adventurers. One stolen artifact. Zero good options. When a routine job lands David, Jenny, and Walter in the crosshairs of the empire’s most feared enforcers—the Black Knights—their world tilts from shadows to survival. Their target? A forgotten blueprint hidden in a decaying warehouse. Their enemy? Malcador, a soldier built to crush magic with precision and power. As the military closes in and their guild teeters on collapse, the trio must decide: finish the job and risk everything, or cut their losses and lose who they are. But when the price of fighting back is their bodies, their honor, and maybe even each other... How far will they go for one last win? Magic costs. Loyalty bleeds. And somewhere in the ruins, a spark might still be worth chasing

An accident leads to the apocalypse, just not the typical kind. The world becomes merged with a video game. The main character and person responsible for the end of civilization is named Lucas. Lucas, a hard-core gamer with no real aspirations, gains a unique class through this accident, one with the ability to manipulate the universe. He becomes a Dungeon Master. Equipped with an Imaginary friend and companion, DC,[?] Lucas will forge his own path on a quest to discover his powers and grow strong enough to save the world. Want to know more? Read to find out.

Elias was never a chosen one. He was a broke, exhausted young man from the modern world, quietly rotting under debt and shame while trying to keep his sick mother alive. When legal work stops being enough, he slips into something illegal, gets caught, and is beaten to death with one thought burning in him: he failed to save her. Then he wakes in another world. A world where suffering is not just common—it is organized. Here, hunger, humiliation, fear, separation, and pain are turned into political power. The higher the authority, the more cleanly it has learned to profit from the misery of others. Elias arrives at the bottom, treated as nothing more than a reserve of suffering. But this world has one terrible rule he can use: every precise wound he survives can be forged into a precise form of strength. Every scar can become an ascent. So Elias climbs. He turns punishment into endurance, humiliation into cold fury, and pain into the means to strike back. He will crush the people who built their power on the broken. He will claw his way upward to the silent throne at the center of it all. And he will find a way home before his mother dies. But the strongest awakenings demand a price that is crueler than blood: pieces of his mother herself. Her voice. Her scent. The memory of her hand on his forehead. To save her, Elias may have to pay with everything that still makes her real inside him. And if he opens the path back too late—or too empty—he may not return alone.

Some stories don’t start with grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s just the quiet coincidence of porch lights flicking on at the same time. The accidental glance. The unspoken question of “You again?” It wasn’t supposed to become routine—those nights on neighboring terraces. But when the sky is the only thing that listens, and someone else is listening too… patterns start to form.

A collection of Micro-fiction insprired by Dictionary.com's "Word of the Day". A one word prompt that can take my mind anywhere. This is the Rorschach test of my mind.

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"