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The Night Broke Differently Over Sector Twelve. It Came With Static, With Silence Too Loud To Ignore. And In That Silence… Something Shifted. Ethan Blaze Was Just A Dropout With A Console And Broken Dreams. But When His Screen Flickered And The Lights Died, The World Didn’t Come Back. Not As He Remembered It. The Game Had No Name. No Rules. No Exit. He Felt It In His Bones—A Pull, A Pressure, Like Forgotten Code Crawling Through His Veins. Candles Burned In Places Where Fire Shouldn't Exist. Glitches Whispered In Languages No Man Had Written. And Deep Inside The System… Something Ancient Had Awakened. Now Ethan Isn't Just Playing The Game. He Is The Glitch—The Error The System Fears. Armed With A Corrupted Class, Unpredictable Magic, And A Harem Of Dangerously Sentient Code-Born Companions, He Must Survive A World Where Logic Dies, Lust Powers The Quests, And Death Respawns With A Smile. There Are No Tutorials. No Save Points. Only One Path Forward: Rewrite The World. Or Be Deleted.

A man with no memory of his present, past, or future, the man who calls himself 'Danny' must survive in a land torn apart by feudal wars. Survival is a luxury. With nothing but his sharp mind and a mysterious system whose true nature is both boon and curse, Danny must fight to claim his place. But even in a land cursed by blood and betrayal, not all hands reach for the sword. Some reach for him. Allies who dare to believe in hope. Allies who may guide him toward the light… or to an even darker fate.

Connor, a young boy in his disappointing world, oblivious to the things around him... But... he doesn't know the future that awaits him... He doesn't know that there are secret organizations filled with spies that hold powers of the supernatural.... He doesn't know that the MSTO, a party full of spy mage organizations, wants to inflict their power and strike fear into the world... He doesn't know that he has a Perk... that doesn't require a wand or another tool, but comes from inside... and through a specific bloodline. He doesn't know the enemies he'll meet... But he will soon, in Perk Mage. Also for the art for this cover came from this site: https://animanga.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000004517/r/4400000000000037841 As well as this cover: https://wallpapers.com/wallpapers/gojo-sataru-k0ug6jgabsaxbcns.html

In the shadows' corners and amidst the fog of a toxic and troubled environment, trembles Habiki, a teenager in whom every silence has turned into an unheard scream. His frail body bears the marks of psychological and physical neglect, and his tongue stumbles in every attempt to speak, imprisoned by a stutter that isolates him from the world. He is a quiet being, his self-confidence eroded into mere ash. He sees the world through broken glass, and his life is but a series of days identical in their harshness. Habiki possesses nothing but his shadow, and expects nothing but more solitude. But... are destinies always sleeping? When the Secret is Unveiled: In an unexpected moment, a huge stone is thrown into the stagnant pool of his life. A buried and forbidden truth is revealed: Habiki is not entirely alone. An older brother, from his father's first, never-mentioned marriage, emerges from nothingness. This brother, carrying a past Habiki knows nothing about, is coming. Not to share, but to take. What Will Happen? Will this mysterious newcomer be a lifeline to pull Habiki from his soul's drowning, or will he simply be a new shackle on his life that yearns for freedom? Will Habiki discover with his unknown brother a secret that connects them to forgotten roots, or will they face the challenges of the past and present together?. (I am still learning English, so please excuse any mistakes)

“Are you scared?” His alluring eyes hold me captive like they have since the first moment we met. Back then I held his life in my hands. Now he holds mine. I smiled “No. Are you?” He looked like death itself. Cold green Eyes that even captive me. Dark hair cut short that moves in the wind. Dressed in black silk with a silver sword in his hands. A sword that will end my life in mere seconds. “Yes.” Nothing but a soft whisper. “I’m terrified. Of you. If whatever spell you cast over me. I’m terrified that I will loose you, and I hate it. I hate you.” Only I could hear. I was always the only one who saw his weakness. Until I became it. “You don’t.” We looked each other in the eyes. I show no fear, I refuse to let him show the pain and fear that is hidden deep inside me. I refuse to show how my heart is bleeding. How my fragile ripped heart is bleeding. Bleeding for him, my executioner. “You love,” he flinched at that word. “Me.” He growled at me. “Shut up. Just shut up.” He glared malicious at me. I only give him a sad smile. “I loved you too, you know.” I laughed bitterly. “I loved you so much I was willen to ruin myself for you.” He shakes his head like he is in pain. “It’s funny, isn’t it? How the one I sacrificed everything for, is the one who will end me. The one I loved believed their lies but tell me, why should I do it? What would I gain?” He doesn’t have an answer. “I gave up everything for you. Everything.” My hand clenched in a fist. “I’m not afraid because I have nothing left to loose.” He raised his sword and I close my eyes. This is the end. I will finally meet death by the sword of my lover. Far away from the ocean. Miles away from my home and heart. I feel the cold steal against my throat, the tip of his sword under my chin. He slowly pushes my head up. “Open your eyes.” I refused. “Open your fucking eyes, Nahla.” This time I obeyed. Our eyes lock for the last time. A pained look appeared on his face. My one face was blank, calm, ready for the death that awaits me. With a uncontrolled movement he threw the sword away, the unpleasant sound of metal meeting stone fills my ears. He took two steps to me and grabbed my face. Gentle, almost like he doesn’t want to hurt me. “You are fucking mine.” He growled. This time there is a look of determination on his face. “And if anyone dares to take you from me. I will destroy them.” Then he sealed out lips together. _________________________________________________ Inside for more information and full summary

Loner, mysterious, and unpopular. Hannah is just a nobody college student you could ever meet. Socializing is the last thing on her list until two boys take an interest in her. She never trusts anyone else in her life and never will. Because keeping her distance from anyone is her only means of survival.

Hiç bir şey hatırlamayan 8 adet günahkar kendilerini bir ormanın ortasında bulurlar. ("The Sin of Sinners" novelinin türkçesidir)(Yazımda hiçbir şekilde yapay zeka kullanılmamıştır.)

She's the writer and He is the.... well her target? A story of love and second chances. "I was never a choice, not even an option" -Amienah

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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?"