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He was older. Divorced. Hot. Had abs that could make a saree fall off-And I wanted him to take my virginity while I was wearing one. He used to tutor me in maths-strict, sharp, and so damn serious. But now, all I could think about was how his hands would feel on my waist, how his mouth would taste on my skin. I lifted my saree. Pulled up my underskirt. His mouth dropped when he saw my bald, dripping pussy. "Sohini," he moaned-his voice nothing like the one that used to explain equations. It sounded like need. Like hunger. Like he was about to ruin me

The year is 2077, and life revolves around the massive Full Immersion VRMMORPG, Aethelgard. For Ethan Bellwether, this new reality has only magnified the crushing burden of his life: a staggering $1.5 Million debt. Bankrupt and blacklisted, the disgraced former photographer has one last, desperate hope: to find a fortune in Aethelgard. But when he enters the game, Ethan is assigned a ludicrous, non-combat role and a camera, gaining the unique [EX-Tier] System's Witness class. His progression is unprecedented: he gains levels, power, and wealth not by fighting, but by capturing virally popular images (Public Visibility) of the game’s deepest secrets and deadliest creatures. Armed only with extreme Perception and the forbidden Temporal Shutter skill, Ethan must turn the most lethal fantasy world into his exclusive, high-stakes photography portfolio. He is the weakest player on the field, yet his camera is the ultimate weapon. When his EX-Tier Lens captures the impossible breaking ten years of established lore about Mythical entities.Ethan becomes a target of powerful guilds and System Administrators alike. To clear his massive debt, survive the players hunting his secrets, and expose the truth behind Aethelgard, Ethan must make his photos the most disruptive force in the world.

If she weren’t brown, her red cheeks would have been evident but her thudding heartbeat couldn’t hide.

is the story of Arlan, a man searching for the traces of his father's lost love. Through faded photos and inherited stories, Arlan uncovers the tragic love story between his father, Basri, a sailor, and Salsabila, a woman from a remote village. Although their love never came true because fate separated them, Arlan finds meaning in their memories. In his search, Arlan also finds himself, and through the publication of a book, he brings an unforgettable love story back to life, bringing peace to his family and the surrounding community. A story about eternal love, sacrifice, and acceptance of destiny.

Maya Chen has spent seven years shape herself into fiting in, trying to delete every photograph that might reveal who she truly is. When a lost print falls into the hands of four men; a restless photographer, a protective athlete, a sharp psychologist, and a synesthetic musician; They each refuse the airbrushed version. Through art, intimacy, and the courage to be seen, she is reborn. She is allowed to be the original, not the edit. A photographer, just as important as the photo itself...

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I wanted my husband, who is a photographer, to take a set of boudoir photos for me. He refused, claiming he only knew how to photograph babies. That evening, I helped my drunk husband back to his own room. A portrait photo album fell to the floor. It was full of boudoir photos of his childhood sweetheart. When I confronted him, my husband accused me of making a big deal out of nothing, and our daughter didn't understand my reaction either. Late that night, I saw a photo of the three of them together on his childhood sweetheart's social media. The caption read: "Taking a break, getting ready to start the next chapter of life." On our tenth wedding anniversary, my husband took our child out to be with another woman. I finally realized he had been deceiving me for ten years.

My bestie used my photos for an online relationship. Later, after she started a campus romance, she pushed it onto me without hesitation. "A puppy born in '05, 6'1", and he really likes you." Me: "?" And just like that, I was in a relationship?

Just three days before our silver wedding anniversary. I discovered his secret, a tiny underground room. From wall to ceiling, it was plastered with countless photos of another woman. Apparently, from his thirties to his sixties, someone else had occupied his heart. Those crucial business trips, those exotic decorative pieces. Everything now made sense, as I gazed at their beaming faces in the photos. I looked down at my own hands, marked with wrinkles and age spots. Suddenly, I felt utterly exhausted.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.