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In the magical Yarran World, a group of extraordinary professionals ventured into dangerous places for knowledge, wealth, thrill, and honor, exploring secrets hidden in the depths of time. Coexisting with dangers, they were given a fitting name—adventurers. With so many adventurers around, there would be a few oddballs, of course. Take for instance, the swordsman who used to be a thirsty hedonist and now spent his days looking for ways to put his life in danger; the knight who saw gold coins as his ultimate pursuit; the schizophrenic and overly curious priest, and the genius mage who was prone to zoning out and could not care of himself. What kind of strange stories would these kooky individuals create when they came together? Alright, all the above are just nonsense. In truth, this is a casual story of an abnormal, unscrupulous middle-aged man and a few problematic girls undergoing self-therapy- I mean, seeking redemption. You have been solemnly warned that this story is purely fictional. If there is any glaring similarity, you probably need self-therapy too.

“Excuse me.” “Can I help you with something sir?” Turning in a rage, “will you give the young lady that get wet, this money for me please?” “I am sorry Sir, but I cannot do that.” “Then kindly check and see if she has fainted or something, the length of time women takes to change.” “Sir, you don’t understand, the young lady left almost ten minutes ago.” “Was she badly hurt?” He tried to relax realizing, 'Jezell was right, the young lady makes me feel on edge, but why? Seeing her in the mall for the first time, when she collided into us, it was not planned it was an accident, she seemed to be in a hurry to get somewhere, but why were she smiling even when Jezell was rude by showing her the third finger. No one has ever gotten under my skin like that before and it irritates the hell out of me, then her running in front the car, I know it was not on purpose. I could see she was in pain but why didn’t she say something, someone else might have shouted at me because I was wrong, and why was I so ignorant, I didn’t even know it was her.’

Frida, a first-year medical student, has always been focused on academics, with no time for relationships or intimacy. Though her friends tease her for being a prude, they don’t know about the wild fantasies she keeps locked away, wondering if anyone would ever see her for who she truly is. Laziel her ex-best friend turned enemy, a tech genius and adrenaline-fueled F1 racer who’s every girl’s dream but her personal nightmare. Their shared past is full of unresolved tension and high school scandals she’d rather forget. When Frida starts receiving mysterious red sticky notes promising to bring her most forbidden fantasies to life, she’s intrigued and terrified. But as the anonymous promises heat up, her imagination betrays her, and the faceless lover in her fantasies starts to look a lot like Laz. What happens when desire crosses the line into obsession? And what if her enemy is the one person who knows exactly how to make her wildest dreams come true?

Synopsis Seven minutes after Ethan Vale is fired, Earth receives a system update. Cities become dungeons. Monsters spawn in offices, subways, and streets. Every survivor is forced to choose a class and survive the first seventy-two hours. Everyone gets a class. Ethan gets an error. [Hidden Class Available: Bug Architect] Now he can see the flaws in the apocalypse itself: broken quests, corrupted monsters, locked doors, impossible rules, and safe zone systems no one else can touch. With every exploit, Ethan can save lives, build defenses, and turn one office floor into the last safe place in New York. But every unauthorized action damages his mind. And the System is watching. When the world is rewritten by broken rules, Ethan must decide whether to obey the apocalypse, survive it, or patch it.

When shy teen musician Kael uploads a rough demo, he never expects it to grab the attention of a rising studio. Thrown into the underground music scene, Kael must confront doubt, pressure, and his past as he fights to find his voice—on the mic and in life. Story was written 1 year ago

First draft didn't work out for me. I'm a beginner, still learning the craft. This was my first attempt at writing, so I'm bound to make mistakes. I'll be starting fresh soon with a better approach.

Arthur Penhaligon was a genius programmer living in the margins of society, obsessed with creating AIDA—the world’s first Neural-Integrated AI. When a laboratory "accident" forces AIDA to merge with his consciousness, Arthur discovers that the world he knew is just a Graphical User Interface (GUI) for a deeper, darker reality. He wakes up to see the "Source-Code" of the universe: the metadata of every person, the variables of gravity, and the inefficient "scripts" used by a secret society of mages known as The Archive. To the Archive, magic is a ritual; to Arthur, it’s legacy code that needs a patch. After "deleting" a high-tier fireball mid-air and defeating a Lead Developer of the Archive, Arthur becomes the world's most wanted "Virus." Now a ghost in the system, he must navigate the Seattle Underground to build his own decentralized magical network. Arthur isn't just learning to cast spells; he is re-writing the operating system of reality. But as he gains "Root Access," he realizes the Source has a hardware cost—and if he doesn't upgrade his own biological "servers," the very power he stole will fry his brain from the inside out.

For your convenience, Dear You. Volumes 01 & 02 will be combined into one stunning collection! - Dear You. Notes To My Future Child. Volume 01. A collection of old journals for a child that was never born, and still has yet to be. ----- Dear You. Notes To My Future Child. Volume 02. More notes to a child that never was to be, and still may never come to be. If that hits home with you, dive in. Young Me would have really appreciated it and you. Welcome back, Folks. Welcome back, Kid... Well, if you ever came to be, yeah? Enjoy!

She smiled like spring. He stayed quiet like winter. Lin Keqing, the soft-spoken new girl, never meant to stand out. Gu Yuyan, the cold top student, never meant to care. But one day, a note appears. “I heard your rhythm.” “I wrote you a reply.” A secret paper exchange begins— and with it, an invisible thread between two people who never expected to be seen. As whispers grow louder than voices, and silence becomes their only language, Lin Keqing and Gu Yuyan must choose: Hide their hearts—or risk letting them bloom. A tender coming-of-age story about music, memory, and the quiet kind of love that heals.

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?"