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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 retouching herself into acceptability and competence, deleting 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 learns that love doesn't require her to crop herself to fit a single frame. She is allowed to take up space. She is allowed to be the original, not the edit.

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.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.