vocaloid birthdays

The very short relationship of a boy in hospice and a girl who's a hospice volunteer.

Greatness of the very special birthday of mine

Havoc,a mind-blowing Page Turner, is a tale of witches, demons and Humans. Ramiel rumored to be the Demon Machinery, is a demon Prince buried with a spell. Kindra, a young abstract maiden, is a key to his cage. Cheshire, a killer demon, an interesting piece that will leave you fascinated

Caro leitor,   Você já acordou com a sensação de algo estranho irá acontecer? Tipo um dejavú? Pois bem, foi essa a sensação que eu Kyra tive quando acordei. Não sei ao certo o que o meu sexto sentido tinha me reservado, mas no fundo pressentia problemas. Comecei errado né? A protagonista deve se apresentar, dizer no que trabalha e fazer aquele apelo de comédias românticas... É, mas essa protagonista não sou eu. Sobre o meu passado, bem eu o conheci quando ainda fazia meu bacharel em Administração, ele era lindo com seus olhos castanho escuros, seu cabelo preto, 1,80 de altura, queixo quadrado e ombros largos. Quem em sã consciência não iria se apaixonar? Mas, Dante partiu meu coração e a única coisa que eu não esperava, era que nos dias atuais, nos encontraríamos novamente... 

In the dystopian future where iron rules everything, the act of paying certain people to act of your bidding is the main course of action when it comes to solving your problems. Killing your business rivals, assassinating certain politicians, committing acts of terrorism, even murdering your own family so that you can inherit the family business, these people will accept anything if you have enough money on the table. These people are scumbags, the lowest of the lows. Mercenaries. But only a certain people are even able to stand atop all these mercenaries, people who are not "only" human. People who can manipulate things to their advantage, breaking the laws of the world. Rulebreakers. Out of all the mercenaries, one comes out on top. The crème de la crème, the best of the best. The one who has killed over five thousand people in a year. His identity is unknown. People of the underground world even refer to him as only an urban legend, as they only saw the glimpse of a man leaving the scene with a trail of blood and smoke. The people gave him the nickname, "The Numbing End", "The Reaper that None Knows", or simply "Death". But even with his elusiveness, people still hunt him nonetheless, searching every nook and cranny to find even a single trace of his whereabouts. Whether to employ him or kill him, everyone has their own agenda as to why they are searching for him. And Clarke is most definitely one of them. An aspiring mercenary trying to make a name for herself, Clarke is searching for "Death" to kill him, which will make her reputation in the underground world rocket. What is going to happen when both of our main characters collide with each other?

Tentang mereka berdua, Tisha -mahasiswa yang terjebak bersama Vivaldi-dosen ganteng yang selalu dalam mode senggol bacok. Tanpa sadar, semesta sudah menentukan sendiri akhir kisah mereka berdua. Entah itu happy ending ataupun sad ending.

EVOCATION; The act of bringing or recalling a feeling, memory, or image to the conscious mind. Laying in a frosty forest, with no recollection of where or who she is. What happened?

Las Voces. El regreso En Bruma hay un bosque al que nadie entra sin mirar atrás. Hace siete años, cinco niños desaparecieron entre sus árboles y el pueblo aprendió a convivir con el silencio. Hasta que volvieron. No recuerdan qué ocurrió. No saben cuánto tiempo estuvieron fuera. Pero algo regresó con ellos. Desde esa noche, las radios de Bruma ya no se apagan del todo. Entre la estática se cuelan susurros, nombres, advertencias… voces que parecen conocer los miedos de todos y que no hablan al azar. Leo fue el primero en escucharlas. Y no será el último. Mientras el pueblo intenta fingir normalidad, los cinco comienzan a cambiar. Uno ya no siente miedo. Otro no puede dormir. Una oye mentiras incluso cuando nadie habla. Y hay algo en sus miradas que hace entender que el bosque no los devolvió intactos. La señal crece. El ruido se extiende. Y lo que empezó como un regreso se convierte en una elección. Porque algunas voces no buscan ser escuchadas. Buscan quedarse. Oscura, adictiva y cargada de tensión emocional, Las Voces. El regreso es el inicio de una saga donde el verdadero terror no vive en el bosque… sino en aquello que decide responder cuando escuchas.

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?"

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?"