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The Oscar Gang is a group of teenagers who are trying to find their identity, the most comfortable home for some of its members. For them to go home when they received a relentless blow from God. Oscar Gang with a million stories and also wounds that never heal. There are Laskar and Sella with different beliefs and different tastes. There is Raka who will never get Rara’s love. And finally there are Irza and Jeri with all the regrets that bind them both. Will they be able to face the world with all its pain, or will retreating be the best solution for what is still a short journey? Who knows.

Timothy Brightblade, the eldest descendant of the Brightblade Family who managed to claim a city with their military power and defend it from all the advances of the neighboring city, is just starting his journey as a weapon master. he is known as the Kindest Crown Prince of the Brightblade Family for his merciful conduct and forgiving act. he also actively avoids unnecessary battles and is eager to have friends. the problem is, he is bad at talking. what will someone who is destined to be the strongest do when his peace-loving attitude is ruined by his own bad social skills?

Sashta live to kill and that is who she become. Her life is tainted with the blood and screams of her victims as they stare right into her eyes. She cannot be free nor her sins cannot be forgiven. She wiped the blood in her knife, pouring rain and blood washed through her body. The blood of the loyal guards that are protecting the entrance of the Moon Valley pack. No sign of guilt and sympathy to the lost lives for she has no soul left to mourn. "Weaklings, they could have sent Ravina instead. They're just wasting my time" She whispers to herself as she walks through the gate. It was too late when she realized that it was a trap. Sashta smile mischievously "Guess it's not a waste of time after all" In front of her was an army of big angry wolves. Just before she could attack and slice their heads off, she smells the most intoxicating scent that she never smelled before. It happens so fast, she was pinned to the ground by the biggest and most beautiful wolf she has ever seen. When their gaze met, her world shifted in all different ways. "Mine" is her cue to flee. She collects all her energy to use the Umbraportation, to reach the coven faster. It's a price to pay but it's the easiest way to escape. She stares into those beautiful eyes and hoping that she would never see him again. "Mate" Sashta whispers just before she disappears into the black smoke.

Bazt West is the number one detective—brilliant, relentless… and secretly the most wanted killer: Smile X. Behind a mask of justice, he hides his true identity, solving cases with surgical precision to keep suspicion off his trail. Every case he cracks is the perfect alibi. Every clue that could expose him vanishes without a trace. But be warned… if anyone gets too close to the truth, they won’t live to tell the tale.

In my past life, my husband, Ricardo Whitman—a celebrated fintech prodigy on Wall Street—died from what was reported as “sudden anaphylactic shock” after a charity gala. What he left me, aside from a chasm of grief, was a massive two-and-a-half-million-dollar debt. For the sake of my son, Connor, who was still in high school, I sold my proudest creation—a penthouse loft I had designed myself. I moved into a basement in Brooklyn, working three part-time jobs a day to pay off what were supposedly "investment losses." The long-term mental stress and overwork took their toll. My body finally gave out, and I succumbed to illness in that squalid rented room. On my deathbed, I overheard my son, by then in college, on a video call. On the other end of the screen was his father, who was supposed to be dead. In that moment, the truth sliced open my heart like a scalpel. The so-called debt was nothing but a cryptocurrency money-laundering scheme orchestrated by Ricardo and his lover and business partner, Selina Ford. My husband had faked his death to pull a vanishing act. And my son, Connor, was a knowing accomplice from the very beginning. He watched as my life was drained away, all so he could one day inherit that ill-gotten wealth without any burdens. With a heart full of burning resentment, I took my last breath. When I opened my eyes again, I was assaulted by blinding spotlights and the scent of champagne. I was back at the gala, at the very moment Ricardo collapsed into my arms and stopped breathing. The day my world fell apart.

Oscar has been coming to the beach house his father had since he was a child. One summer when he was spending his vacation there, Oscar came across a young merman that he named Mer, who was wounded and needed help. Due to the loss of his family, Mer was mute and so Oscar took it upon himself to learn and teach sign language to help them communicate. Their friendship grew over the years as they helped each other deal with different trials in their lives, bringing them closer together as friends and a spark of something else that neither of them were quite sure of. That is until the day that Oscar finds Mer in an interesting situation that could make or break what relationship they have with each other or could make in the future. Oscar will have to face an issue he never thought he'd find himself in and also face feelings he never thought he'd have to address. Will friendship be enough?

En mi vida pasada, mi esposo, Ricardo Whitman —un célebre prodigio de la tecnología financiera en Wall Street— murió de lo que se reportó como un «choque anafiláctico repentino» después de una gala benéfica. Lo que me dejó, aparte de un abismo de dolor, fue una enorme deuda de dos millones y medio de dólares. Por el bien de mi hijo, Connor, que aún estaba en la preparatoria, vendí mi creación más preciada: un penthouse que yo misma había diseñado. Me mudé a un sótano en Brooklyn y tuve tres trabajos de medio tiempo al día para pagar lo que supuestamente eran «pérdidas de inversión». El estrés mental a largo plazo y el exceso de trabajo me pasaron factura. Mi cuerpo finalmente se rindió y sucumbí a la enfermedad en esa sórdida habitación alquilada. En mi lecho de muerte, escuché a mi hijo, ya en la universidad, en una videollamada. Al otro lado de la pantalla estaba su padre, quien se suponía que estaba muerto. En ese momento, la verdad me abrió el corazón como un bisturí. La supuesta deuda no era más que un plan de lavado de dinero con criptomonedas, orquestado por Ricardo y su amante y socia, Selina Ford. Mi esposo había fingido su muerte para desaparecer por completo. Y mi hijo, Connor, fue un cómplice consciente desde el principio. Él observó cómo mi vida se consumía, todo para poder heredar algún día esa riqueza mal habida sin ninguna carga. Con el corazón lleno de un ardiente resentimiento, di mi último aliento. Cuando volví a abrir los ojos, me asaltaron las luces cegadoras de los reflectores y el aroma a champán. Estaba de vuelta en la gala, en el preciso instante en que Ricardo se desplomó en mis brazos y dejó de respirar. El día en que mi mundo se vino abajo.

#WSA 2022 Kisah yang sederhana, tapi mampu untuk memukau semesta dengan cara yang sempurna.  Kinandari Tiffany Anindya adalah gadis cantik bermanik mata teduh yang berhasil mencuri detak jantung milik panglima tempur Oscar Geng, Chandra Kumara Aji Setiawan.  Manusia diciptakan hanya karena dua tujuan, yaitu dicintai atau direlakan. Namun Kinan adalah keduanya, harus dicintai dan direlakan di saat yang bersamaan. “Selamat, sudah menjadi manusia paling hancur di muka bumi ini, Chandra Kumara Aji Setiawan,” ucapnya pada diri sendiri.

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?"

Lin Jingjing and her friends transmigrated together to the interstellar era, and she became a Grade D Spiritual Ability User. At the very beginning, she was mocked by others and was almost beaten to death. Lin Jingjing was furious. So what if your grade is high? Does having a high grade mean you can do whatever you want! Not wanting to be bullied, Lin Jingjing, who wanted to become stronger, trained hard every day. Just so that one day, she could trample these powerful experts under her feet, one by one. Until the day the mutant beasts attacked, Lin Jingjing was in a daze after her spiritual power suddenly materialized as she tried to save someone. Isn't it that only S-Class experts and above can materialize their spiritual power? How could she, a mere Grade D, do it too?