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Orion woke up in another world. Magic. Monsters. Women. Stats floating in his vision. A system whispering inside his head. At first, he thought it was a game. Until dying started to hurt. Until pain lingered. Until he realized there was no logout, no reset, no escape. Midka is not a place that raises heroes. It is a world that breaks people and keeps only what survives. And Orion? He is the only one who can die twice… and is forced to remember every single time. °•○●

Jabari Franklin is 19 human years old, the last son of Duchess of Austral, ruler of all the Werewolf's down the Eastern Seaboard and he give NO FUCKS! He'd rather live as human boy; going to college chasing girls and playing basketball. Whatever to Werewolf stuff! Jabari defied all the rules by falling in lust/love with Briggy a human girl (his pet); that caused problems between him and his mother pack but Jabari gave NO FUCKS! Then, an ancient enemy showed up and started killing Werewolves & Werebears and Jabari gets caught in the cross hairs. Leaving his mother, the Duchess, to beg for assistant from the human she hated the most, her son's pet Briggy.

Ever since the Hawthorne family's lawyer told me I wasn't their biological daughter, but the orphan of a deceased business rival, Damien, my technical brother and the ruthless heir to the Hawthorne Group, had built a wall of ice between us. His distance was suffocating. Just as I was about to accept a CEO position at an overseas branch to escape New York City forever, I hacked into his off-limits private computer. Inside was an encrypted folder filled with audio recordings of his therapy sessions: "Fuck! After her eighteenth birthday, everything changed. She's not a little girl anymore. Her womanly charm is like a fine whiskey—fiery, intoxicating. It's driving me to the edge." "Today, at the board meeting, I nearly dragged her out of her chair and kissed her senseless in front of the entire board." "The way she threw that punch at the charity boxing match... all I wanted was to pin her against the ropes and take her, hard, from behind." "If she dares call me 'Dami' with that innocent look in her eyes again, I swear I'll get her pregnant with my heir and announce it at the next Hawthorne Group press conference for the whole world to see!" I slammed the laptop shut. That night, I let my long hair down, slipped into one of his custom-made white dress shirts—and nothing else—and strode into his bedroom. "I'm in charge now, Dami," I whispered, my voice a low purr. "And you are going to please me."

Anne merasa lelah tak pernah diakui oleh Jovan, berkat hubungan backstreet yang ia setujui dengan mudah, ia terus merasa tersakiti. Apakah Jovan tak mencintainya lagi? Atau dari awal ia tak memiliki rasa? Inilah yang ia takutkan dari sahabat menjadi cinta, mereka akan berpisah jika bosan, bukan hanya kekasih, ia harus kehilangan sahabat. Keadaan kian keruh karena Aura yang terus mengejar Jovan, serta lelaki itu yang tidak pernah tegas menolak padahal ia memiliki Anne yang jelas-jelas adalah kekasihnya, walau disembunyikan. Hingga Anne meminta untuk putus, ia merasa harus mengakhiri kebodohan karena cinta. Ditengah rasa kecewanya, ketiga sahabatnya merencanakan pergi camping bersama. Awalnya semua baik-baik saja, bahkan Anne sangat bahagia dapat menjauh dari Jovan dan bersenang-senang dengan sahabatnya. Tapi siapa sangka, camping yang harusnya membahagiakan, malah menghadirkan petaka yang penuh dengan teriakan, tangis dan penyesalan. "Sakit.... aku ingin pulang!"

You won't be able to tell where this novel is going... But you can know one thing: it's totally crazy! It's filled with jokes, so don't expect anything serious. A novel for readers who want to have a funny and relaxed time. (For fun, please search after chapter 5 please)

Tired of her stressful life in States, Jeacelle decided to go back to her grandparent's hometown to start anew. Little did she know, going back there will turn her world upside down upon meeting a weird guy in the cafe who happens to be a link to the missing piece of her life.

SCRIBU is a real person, seemingly an ordinary 26-year-old. Except she dreams SKAL's schemes. And he's the Chief Demon and destroyer. Know more about this Dream Warrior.

A house where those who enter, never set foot in the outside world again, for once you've gotten in, there is no such thing of getting out. *A/N: This is a story I made back in year 7 (6th grade), so I apologise in advance for how jumpy, short and cliché the storyline is. Read at your own discretion lmao.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"