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Every breath is a different shade of ink. Life is a raw, unfiltered journey through the full spectrum of the human heart. Within these pages, Jennifer Ali gives a voice to the silent chaos we carry inside—from the radiant warmth of love and the sharp sting of hate to the burning heat of frustration. Whether you are navigating the storm of anger, the heavy fog of neutrality, or the quiet ache of longing, this collection proves that no emotion is too small to be felt or too loud to be heard. It is an honest celebration of the beautiful, messy, and complicated feelings that make us human. Inside, you will find yourself.

People shunned me, labeling me a defective Alpha long before I understood what that meant. The only person who ever stayed by my side was Alex. We learned how to survive on the streets together—until he couldn’t take it anymore and started selling drugs. Luck had never touched my life. I was the one who got caught. The woman who stopped me was powerful enough to destroy me in her own twisted way. "A spoon," she said. I didn’t understand how it was possible, but she meant to reduce me to a mere spoon. Then she let me go, warning me never to appear in front of her again. But... I was a really, really unlucky person and met her again. And again. Until it became impossible to walk away from her. Being spared by her felt dangerously close to being chosen for something. Despite knowing it would destroy me, I found myself yearning for more of her. I had no one who truly cared about me. Except Alex. So her mercy slowly began to feel like belonging. ***** It's Omegaverse, where Female Alpha's has a dick.

Rookie Detective, Valerie Simmons, was taken into questioning after being evacuated from her hometown due to a nationwide outbreak. She was asked to recall the gruesome hours before her departure from the infected city of Liß. She was put on as the lead detective in a Missing Person investigation of two fellow police officers. Their crime scene was a broad area within the forest. What could go wrong? Anything can. Merely managing to get out of the forest, alive, Valerie was sent back home, where she hoped the horrid happenings from the forest would stop following her. However, nothing prepared her for the phone call she received from her boss. That night, when all hell broke loose.

In the Avaly Empire, every Omega is adored, valued and respected. Every Omega… except Cadiz Von Eberhart. Born with neither pheromones nor holy powers, Cadiz is the shame of his family and is always in the shadows of his twin brother, Cassius. On their twentieth birthday, Cassius receives thirty seven marriage proposals, but Cadiz receives only one, an unwanted match to Raizel Von Ashforde, the cold Alpha heir of the northern fortress who is rumored to despise Omegas. To the empire, it is a humiliation. To Cadiz, it feels more like an exile. But the Ashforde household holds more than stone walls and silence. Strange magic stirs at Cadiz’s touch, broken magical formations mend beneath his hands, and whispers of power long buried begin to rise. He is not a failure. He is something far rarer, far more dangerous, a Null Omega, the first seen in generations. When secrets are exposed and loyalty is tested. Cadiz is left to choose between staying the disgrace of his family... or rise as an Omega who could bring the empire to its knees.

In a small town where responsibilities are heavier than dreams, Ananya has learned to stay silent. Brilliant in studies and devoted to her family, she hides a secret deep within her heart — a burning desire to become a singer. Music is her escape, her comfort, her unspoken truth. But with her family struggling financially, she believes her dream is nothing more than a luxury she cannot afford. Every evening, she swallows her words and chooses silence over desire. Until one day, a mysterious voice drifting through the twilight air changes everything. Drawn toward a melody that feels strangely familiar, Ananya takes a step she never dared to before. Will she finally find the courage to give her dreams a voice? Or will silence remain her only companion?

Rachel, the quiet, invisible nerd, had never expected a jock like Jack to show up at the party. She'd invited him as a joke, half-hoping he'd laugh at her, make a snide remark, and leave. That was the routine, after all. But he didn’t make fun of her. He just stayed. They end up having a one-night stand, but when she expected the next day that you show up at school and laugh at her. Jack doesn’t show up the next day as expected—he goes missing. Days later, Rachel sees Jack again, but he’s now a ghost who doesn’t realize he’s dead. Together, they embark on an adventure to uncover the truth behind Jack’s death and find his body. Along the way, they develop an unexpected bond, and Rachel’s psychic abilities grow as they unravel dark secrets about that night. Small Note: Yes, I drew myself the cover of the book, and yes, it is terrible, and no, I do not need or want a better cover.

Selene Astrid spent seven years as the Saint, sacrificing everything to seal the Demon King—only to be betrayed and killed by the Hero, Crown Prince Cassian. The last thing she saw was the Duke of the North dying to protect her. She awakens as Rosalind Thorne, the villainess executed for trying to poison that same prince. With seven years of future knowledge and her holy powers sealed in a noble girl's body, Rosalind has three goals: avoid execution, expose the fake hero, and save the Duke who died for her. But the Duke remembers dreams of a silver-haired saint. The timeline is changing. And someone is pulling strings from the shadows. This time, the Saint won't be a martyr. This time, the villainess will rewrite fate.

When Fantalia Doree was small she started with a big bang. A deadly killer who is at large commiting crimes she carve her victims and leaves her signature PFK making it look like a work of art which it was. The thrill of hunting down her preys makes her all the more daring at playing the game of cat and mouse with the detectives. The worst part is that publicly she was so angelic in all her looks and behavior that no one would ever think of the possibility as her being the killer, but then again who would ever consider a child with the looks and temperament of an angel to be so monstrous. For years she grew even more angelic and beautiful and still as careful as ever until that fateful day when a handsome detective stopped by and asked her advice. She could feel the pull and the way her heart swell whenever he looked at her and asked a simple question, that joy and longing at the same time and right then she knew there was something about him she had to see and she wanted him too. Special Detective Justice Swarie was assigned to the case because of his outstanding recommendation and expertise. He was also someone who loves the hunt but never got satisfaction. However before he was even assigned to PFK he was keeping an eye on it. It was the biggest case and that leaves him obsessed he was filled with excitement, a case that crawls under his skin. With each new PFK case there was even more exhilaration even more than he thought was possible. Once he had a brief run in with Fantalia Doree and found great comfort in her above expectation company. One thing led to another and before they know it he started visiting the forensic doctor regularly. Will Fantalia Doree kill Justice Swarie or will he turn her in when find out that his sweet forensic doctor who he treasure so much is his PFK he is hunting. ***SNIPPET*** "Senior, have a look at this", the forensic pathology team leader said in a rushed voice. " We found that the PFK on the body not only have a cursive style but look," There on the printed paper showing a picture of the bran on the body was tiny words that made the outline of the bold three letter signature. "This....!", Shocked and also excited at what he saw detective Swarie quickly masked his emotions carefully and said in a somber tone to no one in particular. "About time we got a lead don't you think?" He took up his coat with completely careful movements making sure not to show the nervous shake of his hand and turned to his team. " Now we have a new lead," he announced, "We need to find all mechanics who specializes in delicate inlaid designs, we also need to consults the professors at Groudil Collage of the arts so we can get a list of students who might have a possibility of creating this design. Any question?" No one said anything. "DISMISSED." They all got up and went about the task at hand. Leaving the police station they failed to realized that on the other side of the street was an ordinary looking inconspicuous car with a grinning woman looking at a tablet with an earpiece in her ear. She was zooming in on detective Justice Swarie and her eyes glazed over when she realized that he too had the same look of a hunter. 'yes that's the look I've been waiting for.... finally' she thought. She giggled like a love sick teenager then laughed right out over what she just discovered. Not only did they find out that her signature was made with inlaid words but they are going to see the old madam. ' That woman is even worst than I am.' she thought. "Ha ha ha ha.....they are in for a real turn around this time, I have to stop by with a gift for dinner." She drove away without another glance at the detectives knowing full well that they are right where they started and that her mentor will be so pleased with her she just might get the special tools that has been made with the outmost untraceable accuracy. 'WHO SHOULD I EXTERMINATE AS AN APPETIZER' She though looking around with the grin still in place.

"I can feel your dick pressed against my ass." Jamie gritted out, the words barely made it out of his throat. "But you love that, don't you." Jett whispered against Jamie's ears. - "Wanna have sex at the beach." Jett asked with a smirk. "what? No!" Jamie exclaimed, heat rushing to his face. - Jett is the second son of a wealthy, powerful household that expects him to inherit the family company alongside his older brother. But Jett wants none of it. Boxing is the only thing that makes sense to him, Jett has spent most of his adult days swinging with his fists, the only place where he decides the rules. Jamie is everything Jett claims to hate. Cute, sharp-tongued, stubborn as hell, and impossible to ignore. A college student with a bright car, a sharp mouth, and a younger brother he protects with everything he has. Jett is like smoke, angry, dark, drifting between worlds he refuses to choose from. Jamie is like sugar, sweet at the core, though he hides it under thorns and fire. Together, they're a slow, inevitable burn.

Anatomy of Silence A Literary Novel There are people who live at the edges of their own lives—not because they choose to, but because the world does not always make room. Andini Lestari has mastered the art of restraint. Hope, to her, is a fragile architecture—one that stretches the distance between desire and disappointment. Silence has always been her safest refuge. Fani Pratiwi knows what it means to be quietly overlooked. Moving through the world in a body others perceive as inconvenience, she has learned to make herself smaller, softer, easier to ignore. Their paths cross in the unremarkable hours of campus life—in the hush of late afternoon rain, in shared glances across lecture halls, in conversations that feel heavier than they appear. What begins as cautious proximity slowly deepens into something neither of them knows how to name. There are no promises between them. No dramatic declarations. Only the quiet recognition of being seen. But when the fragile sanctuary they build together begins to fracture under the weight of indifference and institutional hypocrisy, silence itself becomes a choice—one that demands a cost. Anatomy of Silence is not a story about grand revolutions. It is about the invisible battles fought in ordinary rooms. About the quiet courage required to remain present in a world that insists on invisibility. Because for some, survival is not loud. It is deliberate. And it is brave.

Synopsis One million pounds. That was the price of Callie Aniston’s life. Sold at a clandestine underground auction to settle her father’s gambling debts, Callie expected to be claimed by a monster. She didn't expect to be bought by Lucas Crowley: the "King of Shadows" and the man her father blamed for his ruin. In the sterile, high-security fortress of the Crowley estate, Callie is no longer a person: she is a high-value asset. Lucas didn't buy her for companionship or a trophy. He bought her because she is the only one who can lead him to her father’s final legacy: a hidden ledger that could burn London’s underworld to the ground. As Callie navigates her new life, the lines between protector and predator begin to blur. She was raised to believe Lucas Crowley was a murderer: the man who silenced her father. But in the quiet, tense hours behind the estate’s reinforced glass, she begins to see a different truth. Lucas is cold: he is dominant and utterly dangerous. But he is also the only person standing between Callie and the people who truly killed Joe Aniston. The debt is signed. The price is paid. But in a game of shadows, the most expensive thing you can lose is your heart. What to expect: A gritty, Urban Mafia Romance. Strong, strategic Female Lead. Cold, protective Male Lead. Slow-burn tension with high emotional stakes. No instant-love: only the hard-earned kind.

If you want to find your way, you must first get lost. *** He got lost in the foothills of the Kunlun Mountains. While searching for a way back, he encountered a small village and entered it to ask for help. But something was strange. The stench of decay permeated the village. A bizarre monster had taken over. Moreover, due to seasonal anomalies, leaving the village was impossible. Meanwhile, he came across an abandoned child. The child was mistreated and had been brutally abused. Moreover, there were no other children in the village. Since he can't go anyway, he should at least take care of this child. " Mama ! " Ha !? How did such a misunderstanding occur? Shouldn't he at least call me dad? " Dad... " It's impossible, this horrible, grotesquely shaped thing... We must escape ! Run ! "Sweetheart, you're going in the wrong direction." Do you think I don't know you're trying to manipulate me? "I knew you would come back." I was really going in the wrong direction. *** cunning, manipulative, silent but equally ruthless (gong)x a kind, intelligent, but unlucky (shou) who tries to be content with his own troubles No system, no golden fingers, no slap-in-the-face revenge stories. The main character is an ordinary person with goals. It's actually a story about 'healing' and 'childcare'. But it's quite strange because the theme is pre-apocalyptic. Haha. Did I mention I love monsters? And don't forget, this is a cultivation novel.

You (Y/N) were desperate. No calls, no opportunities, just silence and piling up bills. The rent was late, and the landlord wouldn't wait much longer. You needed a job right away. Any job. One day, however, your best friend tells you about something that's taking over the city: online Sugar Daddies. A world of luxury, easy promises, and unclear rules. At first, you laugh, skeptical... but curiosity gets the better of you. So, one evening, you sign up to the site. A profile, a few messages, and then...them. What was supposed to be just a temporary solution soon turns into something much more complicated: secrets, desires, power, and feelings you never wanted to experience. Will you be able to escape poverty without losing yourself? Or will the price you pay be much higher than you imagined? *A Jujutsu Kaisen fanfiction.

After 2 years, Jasmin slowly recovers and ranked one of best bodyguards with Martin and Fabienne, but when Florentin's sister Davina came to their company, he is planning to take Davina care of the company but Jasmin wants to take a dare to compete with Davina and wanted to follow Janina's wish, her dead best friend, who dreamed to own the Find-Bodyguard company. The two always clashing while both managing the company, Martin remained consistent loving Jasmin while Jasmin focused on observing Davina, realizing their histories will proved to Florentin who's deserving to be.

One reckless night left me pregnant with no memory of the man who changed my life forever. My conservative family, terrified of scandal in our tight-knit small town, forced me into a marriage with a wealthy old lecher twice my age. On my wedding day, a terrifying stranger stormed the church, put a bullet in my groom’s head, and kidnapped me at gunpoint. Now I’m trapped on his luxurious private island with his dangerous family and the man who claims I’m carrying his heir. Dante Moretti is one of the most feared mafia dons alive. He wants his child. And he’s decided he wants me, too… whether I remember him or not.

The year was 2002. In a hospital in Seoul, a four-year-old girl was rushed into emergency care after being struck by lightning. Although doctors performed immediate surgery, her chances of survival remained slim. The girl lay unconscious in her hospital bed for a long time. However, when she finally woke up, nothing was the same as before. Her name was Go Nau Rin, meaning 'Warm Rain from Heaven.' Just like her name, she was truly lovely—one who grew up giving love to others and being deeply loved in return. Now, children call her a monster or a witch, and even adults look at her with eyes full of resentment and fear. Yet, no emotion ever flickers across her face. She never cries—she only laughs. It is hard to tell if she is truly void of emotion or simply a very skilled actor. Some call her a demon. Others see her as an angel, a pillar of strength to lean on. Her life was never as peaceful as a gentle, warm rain. Instead, it was filled with days as fierce and wounding as a violent storm. But just as the sky clears and the sun rises after a heavy downpour, moments of light and beauty continued to exist in her life.

Decades of Cold War nuclear testing has led to the evolution of a new species of bacteria, colloquially referred to as Revenants - bacterial colonies only able to grow upon the hearts of 'hosts', granting them supernatural abilities and strength. In the ensuing years of turmoil, the United States creates the institution of Urasaria Academy, composed of young hosts who investigate and kill violent criminal hosts. In 2018, the young lesbian Mia Schultz is knocked unconscious and kidnapped by an unknown assailant. She awakens at Urasaria Academy to discover that she has been given a Revenant named Worldwide - the ability to summon an elemental swarm of fire scarabs. As she begins her new life at Urasaria, she is soon pulled into the mystery of Worldwide's true origins. === Urasaria Academy is a long-running series centered around the lives of the mostly-female, mostly-lesbian superpowered Urasaria students who kill violent criminals. Its primary influences are the serious literary dramas, romances, and horrors that I love, mixed with shonen / seinen influence. To answer other questions you may have: Q) When are chapters posted? A) Monday / Wednesday / Friday. Chapters are generally 2k-3k words each. There will be a 1-month hiatus between arcs to hopefully minimize delays. (NOTE: For now, I am daily-posting to help catch this version of Urasaria up to the versions on SH/RR. Please support on whichever platform you like! Thank you.) Q) When will this be completed? A) The first draft was 600kish words, so finalizing it here involves a timescale of years, not months. I've been writing Urasaria in some form for 8 years, so it will definitely be completed eventually, I just can't pin down when. Q) Are there any content warnings? A) Too many to count, but generally, I don't do things for shock value. Dark topics are covered as normal occurrences in life, not for edginess or to trigger. However, I wouldn't recommend Urasaria if you are upset by fictional gore / body horror. Q) Can I create fanwork based on Urasaria? A) I would be *honored* if somebody made fanwork based on Urasaria. Q) Is there anything else I should know? A) Your visual imagination should be anime-based, not live-action (otherwise cute things will be mistaken as horrifying). Cover by Konorin. No AI used (or ever will be used).

Jiang Jiang is the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhen’s household and the emperor’s personally appointed future Crown Princess. Later, she transmigrates into a book—a yuri novel—and becomes the fiancée of the older sister of the main female lead. It is said that their engagement was arranged only to fulfill her grandmother’s dying wish. In truth, the two women have no romantic feelings for each other. When Jiang Jiang meets her fiancée for the first time, the woman looks at her with an indifferent expression, impatience faintly hidden in her eyes. “I will marry you, but I will never love you.” Jiang Jiang obediently nods. She is familiar with this kind of arrangement. How many marriages between noble families are truly about love? She did not love the Crown Prince either, yet she still became Crown Princess. Ji Xu’an looks at her suspiciously, unconvinced by her meekness. — Later, Ji Xu’an realizes that Jiang Jiang is not disobedient at all—she is obedient to an excessive degree. At a hotel, a female celebrity slips into Ji Xu’an’s room. The Jiang Jiang who should have been sleeping beside her is nowhere to be seen. With a cold face, Ji Xu’an drives the woman away. Only then does she see Jiang Jiang poking her head in from outside the door, looking at her with regret. Grinding her teeth, Ji Xu’an snaps, “Don’t you know someone was trying to get close to me?” Jiang Jiang blinks her almond-shaped eyes. “Don’t you like it?” Ji Xu’an’s expression darkens further. “Do you even have a heart? Aren’t you jealous at all?” Jiang Jiang hurriedly shakes her head. Jealousy is a grave fault! Besides, isn’t it the duty of a proper wife to help her wife take in a few beautiful concubines? She is already being so obedient—why does Ji Xu’an look even angrier? — Disclaimer: All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Original Name: 當古言女主穿進百合文 Author: 人间甜橙

At 32, Seo-yeon has nothing. No degree. No career. No family. No future. Only manhwa. She reads stories about people who regress and fix their lives. She laughs at them. Because reality doesn't work like that. Until the night she decides to die. And wakes up... Seven days before she lost everything in her life.

A photoshoot at Prambanan Temple during the Satu Sura unexpectedly trapped Lestari in a terrifying cycle of samsara. She had been reincarnated 99 times, but each time she died at the hands of a man named Bandung Bandawasa. In each of her lives, Lestari carried the burden of tormenting memories and in each death, gradually erased her true identity as Lestari, a 24-year-old modern-day woman who enjoyed reading stories and watching films with ancient Javanese themes, until finally her soul merged completely with the cursed figure, Rara Jonggrang, with her burning revenge. In her 100th life, Lestari, who could now be called Rara Jonggrang, finally vowed to kill Bandung Bandawasa, the main cause of her suffering.