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[Exile + Space + Miracle Doctor + Strong Female + Cool Articles + Sweet Pets + Vests] The special agent Yan Ruyu has been sleeping in ancient times, and she still wants to get married! What's even more terrible is that before the sedan chair even touches the ground, the husband's family will be confiscated and exiled. Yan Ruyu discovered that her missing husband turned out to be the benefactor of her ancestors. With her violent temper, how could she see her benefactor humiliated? Searching the house? Okay, put all the supplies into the space! Severing the relationship between father and daughter? OK, I will write the book of severance! In the future you will kneel down and beg me! Conspiracy on the road to exile, right? Okay, let’s dig a hole for you and bury them one by one! White Lotus is a crybaby pretending to be weak, right? Okay, punch to the flesh, palm to palm to see the seal, cry enough! As for the prince's husband wearing countless vests, Yan Ruyu said: I won't say anything, I will just watch you act. War broke out again at the border, and the emperor issued an edict overnight. Huo Changhe frowned and sneered: What others say doesn't matter, you have to listen to my wife. ...

The White Horseman carries a bow, The Red carries with him a Mighty Sword, The Black carries with him a pair of scales and.......The Pale Horseman....brings Death. The God Particle......a Rare genetic condition began to form within a minority of humanity. The World government began to research this by gathering every single one of the "Awakened Ones". However....Humans were unable to adjust to them...as they fear that what those who have this condition might revolt and disrupt World Peace with their newly adopted Supernatural Abilities. Because of this...The Awakened are trapped within a continental Prison and are researched there. Although they are given the chance to escape, it's nigh impossible, and so, the Awakened have given up all hope. However....A young man is brought in who has also been Awakened. Unlike the others.... He plans to escape from his fate and gather all the other Awakened with him. Many doubt,scorn and laugh, But....This man....Asahi.... Every step he takes...is followed by darkness and...DEATH.

Dropping her line of sight to the trees she gasped and froze in place. Up in the foliage of one of the trees on the edge of the clearing, two eyes shone down at her, reflecting the light of the moon, wide and unblinking. *** For as long as she could remember, Ophelia has always felt that something was watching her and her life in Boulder, hiding in the shadows. The unknown presence always felt as though it was protecting her. One night, she learns who exactly is watching her - the Bloodsucker of Boulder, a creature living in the woods. Ophelia learns the creature - a vampire - is harmless, and soon, they begin to fall for each other, something she never expected to happen. But, there is one thing standing in their way - the persistent journalists looking to expose the creature to the world. Can Ophelia deter the eyes watching them and keep the creature out of harm's way? Bloodsucker of Boulder is created by Thais A. Price, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The gods sealed it away. The nations forgot it existed. But the Void… never stops watching. And now, it has chosen him. Rei never mattered. Not in Tokyo. Not in that tiny apartment, surrounded by silence and ramen cups. He wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t special. He just kept breathing because he hadn’t figured out how to stop. Then the Rift opened. Then the sky screamed. Then the dark reached out and said: “You’ll do.” Now he’s a stranger in a shattered realm of beasts, ruins, and dying kings. Bound to a mark older than the sun, haunted by the memories of a god who broke the world to save it, Rei walks a path where heroes die, and monsters remember. But he won’t walk it alone. A frost-marked beastkin scout watches his back, knives flashing in moonlight. A loud-mouthed dwarf swings a hammer called Smashmallow and laughs in the face of dragons. A flirtatious elven trapmaker teases with lips—and blades—while hiding a truth older than the forest itself. Together, they journey through war-scorched kingdoms, fractured seals, and whispers that bleed from cracks in the sky. But the Void does not grant power freely. And what it gives? It always takes back. No systems. No chosen one power fantasy. Only blood, bonds, and the whispering dark. For readers who crave: Emotional depth and psychological scars (Re:ZERO) Legendary build-up and brutal battles (Shadow Slave) Broken worlds and slow-burn epic (Shield Hero × LOTR) A fantasy where characters matter more than stats—and where the Void watches everything “He carries the seal. He bleeds the Rift. He is not a hero. He is the Riftborn.”

Mikasa Ackerman loved Eren Jaeger since time immemorial. Being best of friends, Mikasa couldn't risk confessing to him, the last thing she ever wanted is to ruin their strong bond of friendship. So, she loved him from the sidelines. But how long can she keep her true feelings to herself? When will she find the courage to ask how would Eren feel? All she needs to do is to confess. And if she does, wouldn't it be too late for her? ========================== A.N I'll be using texts/chats conversation in this story. Eren × Mikasa Modern AU Fanfiction (Epistolary)

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Born into a cold and loveless childhood, Moon was an unwanted heir in a ruthless demonic empire. Neglected by her father and despised by her mother, she was cast aside in favor of her brother, Sirius. When he was crowned as the next emperor, her rage consumed her, leading to the brutal massacre of her family and the start of her reign. Though she found fleeting solace in a rare love, tragedy struck when she accidentally killed her husband, sparking a war that divided empires. As the years passed, she set her sights on a greater battle—leading the demon race in a war against the angels, nearly wiping them out and securing her people’s survival. Now, as the dust settles and her empire stands unchallenged, whispers of change begin to stir. Forces beyond her understanding creep into her world, and for the first time in centuries, Moon finds herself facing an uncertain future. Will she continue down the path of a feared conqueror, or is there something more waiting for her beyond the throne she fought so hard to claim?

In my past life, I took a falling boulder for my team leader, Cole. It cost me my left leg, dragging me from the world's summit down into a wheelchair, where I could only gaze up at the sky. He married me out of guilt, giving me a decade of material comfort but nothing more than a polite, suffocating distance. It wasn't until I was on my deathbed that I discovered he’d tossed all 199 Polaroids I’d taken of him—each one a memory of my love—into a dusty corner. Meanwhile, a photo of another woman was framed and locked away in his safe. As my life slipped away, all I received from him was cold indifference. The last words he ever said to me were, "Next time, don't shove that boulder aside for me." Only then did I understand: he would rather have died than be shackled to me by a life debt. When I opened my eyes again, I was back before it all went wrong. Fate had given me a second chance. This time, I would sever this cursed tie between us for good. But when the boulders came crashing down again, he was the one who shoved me out of the way. "This time, it's my turn to protect you."

Luana Flores is twenty, loud, and just a little too alive for her own good. She swears too much, laughs at her own jokes, and always shows up late - barefoot, hair a mess, beer in hand. Island life is sweet and predictable: work at the beach café, talk trash with Louise, dodge her grandma's prayers, and maybe flirt with fate just a little. And then he walks in. Not tall. Not flashy. Just him - black shirt, khaki shorts, slippers that have seen better days, and eyes that fold into half-moons when he laughs. The kind of boy who’s quiet but kind, who loves bitter coffee and always notices the small things - like when her hands shake, or when her smile doesn’t reach all the way. Luana doesn’t mean to fall. She really doesn’t. But when it starts to feel like flying, how do you stop? So she keeps the flutter in her chest a secret. Tells no one. Not even him. Because love feels a lot like freedom. But what if her heart’s already too tired to keep up?

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?"