paranoid faith

[Recommended New Book by the Author: "Rebirth of a Powerful Figure with Many Masks"] An Xiaomian was pregnant. She wanted to get an abortion, but the father of her little bun suddenly showed up at her doorstep, forcefully invading her life, insisting that she give birth to the child. She didn't want to, yet the man fiercely confined her and monitored her 24 hours a day.

"Even in death, you won't escape from me." His voice was terrifying, but his deep blue eyes held affection and obsession. In this second chance at life, Selena Kensington was determined to break free from her past destiny. So, she willingly became the 'wife of a monster.' Rumor had it that the eldest grandson of the Norwood family was ruthless and violent, with countless murders attributed to him. He was said to be obsessively possessive and would go to great lengths to get anything he set his sights on. But Selena Kensington wasn't afraid of him, as she had seen the most terrifying side of him at her own grave. That man had stood by her grave, his eyes filled with emotions she couldn't comprehend as he said, "We were destined to be involved with each other." After her rebirth, at a banquet hosted by the Norwood family, the cold and noble man naturally bent down in front of his wife, gently massaging her slightly swollen heels, indulgently saying, "She's delicate and cares a lot about her appearance."

Ye Wanwan, in her past life, had a husband who neither loved her nor was close to his son. Upon rebirth, she had an epiphany; she would not wholeheartedly and recklessly love someone again. She decided to let herself go, no longer restraining herself, and began to do whatever she wanted to do. Shen Yi was busy with work, especially after being appointed by his father to establish an overseas branch. He hadn't returned home for two months, nor had he seen his wife. On his wife's birthday, he made a special trip back to the country, but learned from a servant that his wife had gone to a singer's concert. Shen Yi didn't even see her and left that same night. On their wedding anniversary, Shen Yi came back to the country again, only to find his wife throwing a pool party with a bunch of fair-weather friends at their villa, ending up drunk. He didn't even get a chance to speak a few words to her before he had to leave once more. Having initially completed the establishment of the overseas company, Shen Yi officially returned to the country. The day before returning, he even called home to check with the servants, making sure that his wife was at home and planning to pick him up from the airport the next day, feeling a faint sense of happiness. The next day, Shen Yi saw his wife, dressed in a revealing camisole and shorts, looking youthful and energetic at the airport. However, his wife was squeezed among a crowd, shouting at a man wearing sunglasses, "Husband!" Shen Yi, with a stern face, asked his visibly embarrassed assistant, "When did I get divorced?" [This sweet tale is free if it's not sweet! The female lead is a pure white flower who can't conquer all enemies, but there will be a little bun in the later stages!]

By a twist of fate, Tang Su discovered that the aloof male god she once had a crush on lived right across the hall. It had been eight years, and he did not remember her at all, so Tang Su had to tuck away her affections and pretend she didn't know him. Every time they met, she would properly call him "Doctor Lu." …… One day, while Lu Han was taking a nap, Tang Su slipped into his office. The duty nurse shot up in surprise, shouting "Stop" as she followed after Tang Su. By the time the nurse arrived, Tang Su was sitting in the chair, stretching out her leg to hook Lu Han's, coquettishly asking, "Doctor Lu, my leg hurts, could you take a look?" Lu Han stepped back and turned to the nurse, "You go out first, I'll handle this." The nurse nodded, considerately closing the door behind her while muttering to herself that she didn't know how many women had thrown themselves at Doctor Lu. Each one of them had left crying. After a while, the office door opened. The nurse looked up to see that Tang Su as expected, was limping out with reddened eyes. The nurse smiled knowingly, thinking that Tang Su had overestimated herself. Soon after, Lu Han hurried out of his office. He swept past the nurse, scooped Tang Su up at the waist, and carried her sideways back to the office. As he walked, he whispered to Tang Su, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me a while? Why are you walking around with a sore leg?" …… After they got married, Doctor Lu was often away for meetings, surgeries, and paid learning, hardly ever at home, not even answering phone calls, leaving Tang Su practically like a deserted bride. She wrote in her TikTok bio: "Living like a widow." Then— One stormy night, Doctor Lu came back. Before long, she changed her TikTok bio to: "Please spare me."

After getting married for six years, Ashley found out that she was infertile and felt guilty, so she devoted herself to helping her husband, Jake, manage the company. Knowing that Ashley was infertile, Jake was as cautious as usual. Seeing this, the employees began to gossip, "Mrs. Ashley is so busy every day. Doesn't she worry that Mr. Jake is looking for a woman outside?" Looking for a woman? She would never believe it! Unexpectedly, one day, someone threw the evidence in front of Ashley, and she said to herself, "Six years relationship has been broken." She dumped the jerk without hesitation. She didn't expect to be targeted by Lucas, the CEO of a big company. "Mr... Mr. Lucas? Why are you here?" Lucas looked at her coldly and said, "I heard your thing, so I came." "What?" "I'll give you a week." he stood up and said in a low voice, "I want to see your divorce certificate in a week." Why doesn’t she accept the best gift? Fine, I'll ask him to take it. "Okay."

A saga of gods, mortals, and the war against the End. When the old gods fade and new ones fracture, darkness finds its chance. Across forgotten villages and cursed lands, fractured faiths awaken—Slavic deities, Gods, angels, saints, witches, monks and hunters—each clinging to crumbling power as the Devil moves unseen. From broken forests to holy empires, scattered souls rise to resist the coming storm. Bound by fate, divided by belief, they must decide what to protect: their gods, their people… or something greater. Because in the end, when heaven falls and hell awakens— Only the last faith will stand.

In a world where the bond between humans and Pokémon shapes destiny itself, a young and inexperienced trainer begins a journey that will change everything. Born in a quiet village in a mysterious new region, he dreams of becoming a great trainer—not for glory, but to discover his true purpose. But from the moment he receives his first Pokémon, strange events begin to unfold. A hidden force known only in whispers… a power that responds not to strength, but to faith. As he travels across dangerous routes, challenges powerful Gym Leaders, and faces crushing defeats, a dark organization known as Team Umber rises from the shadows. Their goal: capture an ancient Legendary Pokémon and control the mysterious phenomenon that could reshape reality itself. But the deeper the boy journeys, the more he realizes the truth— This journey was never just about becoming a Champion. It was about fate. It was about faith. And the power that awakens when both become one. His choices will decide the future. His bond will decide the outcome. And his legend… is only beginning.

(PERINGATAN KONTEN DEWASA) JUARA 2 WPC #113 Liu Annchi—gadis yang sangat bodoh dan jelek saat SMA, terpaksa harus merelakan apa saja yang dia miliki dan mengikuti semua yang Ji Fengying-lelaki buas nan paranoid itu inginkan, untuk membalaskan dendamnya. Setelah dia meninggal dalam keadaan yang tak rela, dia pun ditawarkan oleh suara tanpa wujud untuk hidup kembali dengan sebuah syarat yang tidak dia ketahui. Demi membalaskan dendamnya pada mantan kekasihnya yang manis saat SMA, Ji Fengying-seorang Tuan Muda dengan status 'anak haram' yang sekarang memiliki sakit mental akibat Ayahnya yang menghancurkan segala yang dia miliki, Annchi pun bertekad menjadi cantik dan pergi meninggalkan Negara M selama 7 tahun. Sayang seribu sayang, saat 7 tahun kemudian, ketika dia kembali dengan identitas baru, tubuh sempurna, dan paras rupawan, Fengying sudah bukan pria manis, lugu, dan baik hati seperti saat dia di SMA. Pria itu sudah berubah menjadi serigala ganas, yang siap menerkam Annchi kapan saja, apalagi dengan emosinya yang tak stabil. Annchi yang percaya bahwa Fengying tak pernah mencintainya sejak SMA, dan Fengying yang sakit hati karena ditinggal Annchi saat semua yang dia miliki hilang dalam semalam, membuat mereka berdua terjerat satu sama lain dalam lingkaran setan. Akankah mereka mendapatkan jalan tengah bagi kisah cinta mereka, dan mengakhiri kesalahpahaman yang terjadi di antara mereka? Atau, mereka malah akan terus saling menyakiti satu sama lain, saat mereka mengetahui kenyataan yang sebenarnya? - "Akan kubuat kau jatuh cinta padaku, dan kuhancurkan hatimu, fengying!" (Annchi) - "Kau tak akan pernah bisa ke manapun. Kau hanya milikku, dulu, sekarang, dan selamanya!" (Fengying) ———————————————————————— JANGAN LUPA SAKSIKAN. -LOVE PHOBIA [Romance-Comedy] -BAHKAN JIKA CINTAMU BUKAN MILIKKU [Dark-Romance] IG: @Raqueenal Cover Disclaimer: (NOT MINE)

"Sarah Lipman is an 18-year-old girl who grows up in fear and has been abused by her father for a long time. Sarah has little hope for changing her future, and she loses her last grain of hope when her father sells her in a human trafficking auction. Terrified, hopeless, and betrayed, Sarah gets sold to an infamous CEO. The hot and sophisticated Damon Tenner. -You are my belle, do you hear me?- Damon develops a newfound interest in Sarah in his possession, but he is still her captor. And the question remains: Is there any way out?"

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.