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Wise-cracking Wiley Cantrell is loud and roaringly outrageous -- and he needs to be to keep his deeply religious neighbors and family in the Deep South at bay. A failed writer on food stamps, Wiley works a minimum wage job and barely manages to keep himself and his deaf son, Noah, more than a stone’s throw away from Dumpster-diving.<br><br>Noah was a meth baby and has the birth defects to prove it. He sees how lonely his father is and tries to help him find a boyfriend while Wiley struggles to help Noah have a relationship with his incarcerated mother, who believes the best way to feed a child is with a slingshot. No wonder Noah becomes Wiley’s biggest supporter when Boston nurse Jackson Ledbetter walks past Wiley’s cash register and sets his sugar tree on fire.<br><br>Jackson falls like a wet mule wearing concrete boots for Wiley’s sense of humor. And while Wiley represents much of the best of the South, Jackson is hiding a secret that could threaten this new family in the making.<br><br>When North meets South, the cultural misunderstandings are many, but so are the laughs, and the tears, but, as they say down in Dixie, it’s all good.

Lin Tian, a calculating programmer from modern Earth, is reborn into a world of soaring cultivation and dangerous political intrigue. He arrives as an infant son in the prestigious but imperiled Lin General Clan, armed with the ultimate cheat: the Heaven-Shaking Dao System (HSDS). His talent is instantly set to MAX, ensuring instantaneous comprehension of every technique and Dao. With the Observer's Eye, he can see the hidden "Dao Code" of all existence, instantly identifying the flaws in enemies, pills, and spiritual treasures. Before he can crawl, he uses his Perfect Foundation Protocol to silently shatter a deadly political scheme targeting his father, General Lin Zhao. Watch as Lin Tian defies all bottlenecks, optimizes his path through the Mortal Realm, effortlessly crushes the geniuses of the Cloud Heavens, and ascends to challenge the very laws governing the Nine Heavens and the Primal Void. His journey is not just one of ascension, but one of optimization—breaking the cosmic code itself on his path to becoming the Omni-Lord!

Arthur woke up in another world and found the people here... poor in imagination, it was almost heartbreaking. They called a tiny glowing ball the size of a ping-pong ball "a genius." They called a few fallen leaves floating in the air "a miracle." Just one "Fireball" had the whole school buzzing for three days and three nights. Really? Arthur's mind held a complete D&D magic system, from 1st-level spells to 9th-level spells, from elements to forbidden arts. He could pull any one of them out and destroy the competition like it was nothing. At the "Self-Created Magic" ceremony, the students took turns, using every trick they knew. Light spells, splashing water, gentle breezes... The crowd cheered, clapping until their hands hurt. Then came Arthur, the school's most famous "Double-F Failure." Everyone was ready to laugh. He placed his hand on the Awakening Stone, and in his mind, an image flashed, one the people of this world wouldn't even dare to dream about: Four burning meteors tore through the sky and fell from above. "Meteor Blast." The Awakening Stone exploded right then and there. The sky turned blood-red, and magic ran wild for ten miles in every direction. Everyone fell to their knees. The room went dead silent. Right after, the Grand Prophecy kicked in, shouting the news to the entire continent: "Kingdom of Oran, Arthur Voss, has created a 9th-Level Forbidden Spell—Meteor Blast!" The Pope was stunned. The Archmage Saint lost his cool. The Imperial Saintess rushed over overnight. Arthur just rubbed his temples, sighed, and said: "You guys are so bad at imagining things. I really didn't mean to bully you."

Crossing from one universe to another should be an exciting adventure right? Well for Daelos it's nothing but a bother. Losing his hi-tech lifestyle and having to a adapt to a fantasy world is only the start of his problems. Also on royalroad.

A guy named Brandon Stops shaking, wakes up to find his family being held hostage by Racist American Cops, and he's gonna thug it out with those cops for sure.

When Bai Huali's older sister decided to jump off a cliff in order to join her dead husband due to the pressure of being a new sect leader, Bai Huali finds herself full and busy with the child her sister left behind for her to take care of. With no time to mourn or grieve for her family's tragedy and her sister's death, Bai Huali finds herself becoming the new sect leader and drowning herself in immense office reports and meetings. However, becoming a sect leader comes with a price as Bai Huali had to conceal her gender and take on the role of a male. With family members gone, a clan exterminated, and a sect with only a maximum of five people, can Bai Huali bring prosperity back to the merpeople? Follow Bai Huali as she has to adapt to living on two legs daily, sleeping in the waters with a tail, and take care of a non-stop wailing baby. "Sect Leader Bai, I see that you have your hands currently preoccupied, may I assist you?" the beaming smile of the other leader had Bai Huali itching to smack it off. Knowing that what she did would not deter the man, Bai Huali simply waved him off and told him to help with the reports. Caught off-guard, Bai Huali blinked before feeling something brush past her lips. "Did you just...?" The other sect leader leaned back and said nothing as he smiled brightly and headed to her office to work on the paperwork leaving Bai Huali standing there. "Jiujiu!" A quiet voice called out making her look down to the owner's voice. "Why is your face so red?" Bai Huali only looked away as to not show her nephew her current appearance. *I do not own the cover picture and do not know the owner of the picture to give credit to. If you know the owner and know that they wouldn't want me to use their picture, please tell me and I will remove it immediately and give them their rightful credit.

He walked out of jail at eighteen. Six years inside. One scar on his back. Zero explanations. Kai Yu looks like a normal high school boy. Blue uniform. Blank face. Quiet voice. But normal boys do not sleep with one eye open. Normal boys do not know how to break a wrist in two seconds. And normal boys definitely do not have a scar that looks like someone tried to split their spine in half. Now he is at JK High School. New start. New friends. Maybe even Mina, the childhood friend who once screamed his name for help. But this school is not clean. It is a jungle with uniforms. Bullies like Taeho and Jungho rule the back rows. Weak kids like Woong pay the price. Teachers look away. Students stay silent. Kai wants to stay invisible. He wants to sit quiet, graduate, and disappear. But the world will not let him. Because Kai is not a victim. He is a weapon that learned how to pretend to be a boy. And when the monsters of this school finally push him too far, they will learn why the scar on his back is the least dangerous thing about him. Dark. Gritty. Raw. SCAR is a story about the boy who survived hell and came back to high school. It is about power, pain, and the thin line between protecting yourself and becoming the thing you hate. Some people are born strong. Some are made strong in places where the sun never reaches. Kai Yu was made in the dark. And the dark is coming to class 1-D. R18. Mature themes. Violence. Psychological tension. Not for soft hearts.

Raka Andhika, 28 tahun, hidup dalam ritme yang sempurna di atas kertas: kerjaan stabil di perusahaan logistik Jakarta, kos yang nyaman, kehidupan yang aman dan teratur. Tapi di malam ulang tahunnya, saat berdiri di depan lilin yang menyala, dia tersadar pada satu pertanyaan yang mematikan: gue mau minta apa? Bukan karena dia tak punya keinginan — tapi karena semua keinginan yang ada di kepalanya terasa asing, seolah ditulis oleh orang lain. Pertemuan tak sengaja dengan Sari di antrian minimarket membuka sesuatu yang sudah lama terkubur. Satu pertanyaan dari perempuan itu — "aman tapi nggak seneng, atau aman karena takut nggak aman?" — menjadi batu yang dilempar ke kolam yang selama ini tenang tapi mati. Dari buku Viktor Frankl yang tipis tapi mengguncang, dari percakapan jujur dengan bapaknya di teras Jogja, dari warung kopi sederhana di gang sempit, dari layar laptop yang akhirnya terisi oleh kata-kata yang selama ini hanya berputar di kepalanya — Raka memulai perjalanan yang tidak dramatis tapi mengubah segalanya. KOMPAS bukan kisah tentang meninggalkan segalanya demi mengejar impian. Ini cerita tentang sesuatu yang lebih mendasar: belajar mengenali diri sendiri, memberanikan diri untuk memilih dengan sadar, dan menemukan bahwa makna hidup bukan satu jawaban final — melainkan cara kita menjalani setiap hari dengan alasan yang kita pahami. Untuk siapa saja yang pernah berdiri di depan lilin dan tidak tahu mau minta apa.

Nikkoman is a super weak hero who needs help from other heroes to not be killed by the heroes, but he does it Nikkoman superior to other heroes and his compassion and empathy for people and villains

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.