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He had a simple life. A woman he loved and a son that is world. Life was good for good them. He worked hard for his little family making sure that hey had everything they needed. His wife also worked even though she didn’t have but she wanted her independence and he never denied her that but he made sure he everything for her. Things changed and he didn’t understand. The marriage became abusive and toxic for the both of them and it started affecting their son and they had to move him out of the house to his parents. He thought things would change but instead the got worse. It got even worse when he got arrested for rape and murder. He doesn’t understand how he committed the crimes because he doesn’t even remember what happened. He woke up one morning with a naked dead body, with blood all over the bed, his wife standing in a corner with a phone in hand and police sirens. Next thing he was in cuffs being dragged out of his house but what can’t forget is how cool and calm his wife was. His lawyer can’t even get him out of this one. He feels like he is on his own. He sat in the cold metal chair in the interrogation room, contemplating his life as the fluorescent lights flickered above him. Memories flooded back—moments of laughter during family dinners, the sound of his son's footsteps racing down the hall, the warmth of his wife's embrace that he can’t even remember the last time she embraced him with love and warmth. The only thing that kept him going over the the five years of terror in his marriage was his son. Now, even that felt like a distant dream, shattered by the weight of horrifying accusations. The room was silent except for the muffled sounds of the police outside and the rhythmic pounding of his heart. Days turned into nights, and his mind spiraled deeper into a labyrinth of confusion and despair. The only thing that held him together was the hope that the truth would emerge and the most important people in is life believed in his innocence. But trust was lost; the very person he thought he knew had become a stranger. The images of her calm facade replayed in his mind, chilling him to the bone. Was she truly innocent or an orchestrator of a sinister plan? He couldn't shake the feeling that she held the key to understanding what had transpired. Suddenly, a door creaked open, and his lawyer entered with a grim expression. They sat face to face, the weight of the situation hanging heavily between them. “We need to discuss the evidence,” his lawyer said cautiously, sliding a file across the table. Each page he turned revealed a deeper darkness—witness statements, unsettling details about the night of the incident, and damning forensic reports. The reality of his situation crashed down on him like a wave. He felt trapped, entangled in a web spun by lies and betrayal, unsure of who to trust. The thought of his son living in the shadow of these events filled him with guilt and despair. He had to find a way to clear his name, not just for himself but for the little boy who still saw him as a hero. Deep within, a flicker of determination ignited. He would fight, no matter how impossible the path seemed, to uncover the truth behind the horror that had engulfed their lives. What gives him even more courage to fight is knowing that his son is safe with his parents.

Reality forgot Ezra Miller existed. His best friends are the only ones who remember him and they're losing those memories too. Three years after mysterious fragments rained down across Earth, the world has been quietly remaking itself. In London's Ashwell district, corporate towers rise where neighborhoods once stood, but the real transformation runs deeper. Street names rewrite themselves overnight. Familiar landmarks drift to impossible locations. People whisper about experiences that shouldn't exist experiences official sources dismiss as mass delusion. Rin, Joan, Michael, and Michelle know their friend was real. They have fragments: half-remembered conversations, phantom inside jokes, the ghost of a fifth presence in their group photos. But lokk the strange energy seeping from those fallen fragments is editing history with surgical precision. School records insist there were always four. Even their own certainties crack when they try to picture his face. Their desperate search tears through layers of corporate deception and shadow organizations feeding on the chaos. As lokk awakens impossible abilities throughout the city, the four discover they're becoming something more than human and something far more hunted. Each truth they uncover draws them deeper into a conspiracy that reaches from their transformed streets to the corridors of power, where humanity's future is being decided without humanity's consent. In a world where memory becomes weapon and identity turns fluid, one question haunts them: What is humanity worth if you cannot ponder - Why am I?

Zhao Feng arbejder hårdt for at bevise, at han er bedre end sine jævnaldrende på Kampkunst-træningspladsen, men netop som han er ved at give op, smelter en mystisk, sort, marmorlignende genstand sammen med hans venstre øje og giver ham de gamle guders kræfter. Med sine nyfundne kræfter begiver Zhao Feng sig ud på rejsen mod at blive den største kampkunstner nogensinde.

Jeon Jungkook dan Jeon Hyena adalah saudara kembar. Karena suatu alasan Hyena harus menggantikan Jungkook dan hidup sebagai seorang laki-laki.

"If I ever got a chance to kill you, believe me you won't see me even a slight bit of hesitant." "Well, then keep on trying...I wholeheartedly wanna see you succeed if that helps me get rid of you forever." Her emotionless eyes lifted up to meet his cold gaze which didn't seemed to be even a little bit affected by whatever left her lips. His cold gaze and venomous hatred towards her felt like sinking through he, piercing and wounding her deep inside as if a sharp knife being stabbed on her already miserable wound even more forcefully, yet the forming smirk on his face made her want to spit on him or atleast slap the thing off his face. The smirk on his face started to vanish away slowly as she saw it, and it seemed as if he was just bound to offend her and that's the least he could do, He wasnt supposed to do much if all he wanted was to hurt her, He was lucky, Just a few words and the way it pierced her soul was enough to pray for an early death. "D-do you really–hate me t-that much?" She felt a lump in her throat before words left her lips unconsciously, asking him; stammering in between. It wasn't that she didn't knew the answer she would get...maybe she just wanted to convince her growing feeling for the last time to shut down and stop taking over her because she wasn't someone deserving of being loved to begin with... "Yes I do, I hate you so much, I hate you to the extent where I despise myself for being your best friend once." He loathed her in sight, turning her to look at him with a repressed smile. "C-cool! I hate you too–I hate you so much."

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?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"