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They say beauty lives in the patience for the unknown, and tomorrow’s promise outshines yesterday’s ghost. When Sheila unknowingly signs off an internship to supervise her ex, the past surges back with dangerous whispers. Old wounds threaten to reopen, new ones wait to be born, and fate forces her to face the question—does time heal, or does it only teach us how to hide the scars?

When Dr. Intelligent seeks revenge on a fellow inventor that stole his idea of using macaroni to power the world, he must face off against Mac Boy as he tries to destroy the world's supply of macaroni.

Keith feels like his life is boring, he doesn't think he is depressed nor does he really care- he just wants something interesting to happen to him; and exactly that happens when he meets Lance McClain on his way to school. You know how when your making mac n cheese and before you put the cheese in the noodles are so boring and colorless? This is what Keith feels like, and Lance is the cheese that adds color and life to his world. //gay|hah\\ High school AU~ Yes, I was making mac n cheese when I had the idea for the book lmao Should mostly be fluff stuff, possibly some teeny weeny angst because that makes for a good plot haha

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David Selby was born and grew up in Berkeley, California. He taught elementary school in California, Mexico, and New Mexico for thirty-six years. He and his wife live in Northwest New Mexico. He has written many short stories including the Joe the Man with Gills series. Mica is his first novel. Mica, an expert navigator, uses the currents of the Darkstream to pilot his ship across the galaxy to join his love, Olivine. On the way, he befriends Ronnie, a stowaway who can look like a coat or a first aid kit, the mysterious Vuud, and the translucent “Slight People”. They experience the savage planet of Carnage and the whirling destruction of the Moon of 10,000 Drones before they even reach Olivine in the brand-new city of Garner in the midst of an unknown world.

Max arrives in Japan believing he has finally escaped his old life. A new country, a cheap room, and the promise of anonymity feel like a reset—quiet, lonely, but safe. Days blur together as he drifts on the edges of society, unseen and unimportant. Then one day, Max wakes up in complete darkness. With no sense of time, place, or how he got there, his memories begin to fracture. Ordinary moments collide with unsettling gaps, and reality starts to feel unstable. The longer he waits, the harder it becomes to tell whether he is remembering, dreaming, or losing himself. MICE is a psychological thriller about isolation, identity, and the terrifying question of what remains when no one is watching.

Mimic's Might Betrayed. Abandoned. Left to rot in the abyss. Thirteen-year-old Vincent was never the strongest, the fastest, or the most favored. When the village bullies toss him like garbage into the shifting, pitch-black labyrinth of the Deep Dungeons, he was supposed to become just another forgotten skeleton in the gravel. But the dark has secrets of its own. And it was hungry. Instead of death, Vincent finds Malakor, a living, shifting nightmare of a mimic. Bound together by blood and a mutual hunger for survival, the boy and the monster form a symbiotic bond that defies the rules of the world. With Malakor transforming from a supple leather glove into an arsenal of deadly weapons, Vincent stops being the prey. In a world of cold steel, blind predators, and treacherous allies, Vincent learns a brutal truth: the only way to escape a monster's den is to become the greatest monster of them all. You can contact me about my book or if you just wanna chat at my discord. darkest_kinght_01 I will soon be making a discord server for my books community and people who enjoy my work so be on the look for that.

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?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!