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Face the world's fiercest dinosaurs and make it back to the future in one piece! You're a physics student with a dream: travel back in time and document the world of dinosaurs. Can you survive the terrors of the Tyrannosaurus rex? When you successfully convert your Land Rover into a working time machine, you set your sights on traveling to the age of the Tyrannosaurus rex, triceratops, and pterosaur where you'll study dinosaurs and film a thrilling documentary. The only problem is the competition: your rival and enemy Darien Vance has claimed your work for his own, accused you of plagiarism, and had you kicked out of graduate school. When you travel back in time, you'll have to prove you got there first, redeem your good name, and make it home safely.

"(Fatimah) Engkau adalah makhluk Allah Swt. Pertama yang memasukinya (surga) setelah aku (Rasulullah Saw) dengan penuh kehormatan." Fatimah Az-Zahra, putri Nabi Muhammad Saw. dan Khadijah, lahir ke dunia untuk menjelaskan kedudukan dan nilai wanita dalam Islam. Kehadirannya menggugurkan anggapan kaum jahiliyah yang meyakini bahwa wanita merupakan makhluk hina yang harus dihindari. Karena kedudukannya yang seperti sebuah bintang di kegelapan malam itulah, Fatimah dijuluki "Az-Zahra" (yang memancarkan cahaya). Sabar menjadi salah satu keutamaan sifatnya. Fatimah kecil teku menggantikan peran almarhumah ibunya untuk melayani dan membela Rasulullah Saw. Berulang kali ia menyaksikan kekejaman kaum Quraisy terhadap sang ayah saat berdakwah, tetapi tidak pernah mengeluh. Dalam kesehariannya, ia memilih hidup sederhana. Ia juga tidak pernah mengatakan sesuatu hanya berdasarkan hawa nafsu. Kebiasaan itu melembutkan hatinya sehingga ia tidak pernah memilih cara kekerasan untuk menghadapi masalah.

Zaid adalah seorang pemuda yang sangat religius, walaupun tumbuh dalam keluarga yang sebaliknya. Pada saat masih menempuh jenjang pendidikan S1, dia dipertemukan kembali dengan sahabat lamanya, yaitu Usamah. Usamah adalah sahabat Zaid sejak SMA, sempat terpisah dari semester satu hingga enam, dan akhirnya dipertemukan kembali. Usamah sempat terlibat dalam jalur negative yang mengikis iman dan kepribadiannya, seperti narkoba, pergaulan tanpa batas, dan wanita. Zaidlah yang menasehati dan mengingatkan kembali Usamah tentang batilnya semuanya yang dia telah lakukan. Tetapi dia tetap saja selalu terjatuh pada lubang yang sama, hingga akhirnya Usamah bertemu kembali dengan Zaid di Turki, dengan keadaan membawa masalah yang turut menyeret Zaid. Usamah ternyata menggelapkan uang hasil penjualan narkoba sebesar 100 M. Jacob adalah kurir narkoba internasional, tempat di mana Usamah mendapat sodoran narkoba untuk dijual. Jacob kemudian diutus oleh sindikat narkoba EYES untuk membunuh Usamah dan mengambil uang 100 M yang digelapkan oleh Usamah. Usamah ternyata menyembunyikan uang tersebut di Bank Swiss, dan kemudian bersembunyi di Turki. Di sinilah dia bertemu secara tidak sengaja dengan Zaid yang sedang menempuh jenjang pendidikan S2.

This is the story of Samuel as he stumbles through the game of life with a losing hand in a world where literal forces of nature roam the land and heroes of legends have a list of feats as great as their bar tab. Follow Samuel in a world where nothing can be underestimated, including him. This is from the same person on RoyalRoad

10 players are kidnapped and forced to participate in a deadly game, the winner who wins the 5 games will come out alive, but the losers will have a mortal end is tragic

You taught Mal Evie jay Carlos was the most evilest of them all well think again you haven't met Hayden the son of hades the brother of hadie and the half brother to Mal Well Hayden is his real name . Hayden is the most evilest and powerful in all of Auradon How will Auradon handle Hayden new threats

SENSITIVE TOPIC TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️ : novel ini mengandung religious trauma, self harm, depression, sexual harrasment, su!c!dal. jika ada yang dari salah satu kata diatas yang dapat menyebabkan trigger mohon untuk tidak membaca nya jika tidak nyaman terimakasih. arthur adalah seorang anak remaja yang menyukai seni. itu semua berubah saat dia memasuki jenjang smp, dimana dia masuk ke sekolah agama islam khusus laki laki..

While the heart still beats, continue moving forward, even if life is as dark as the deepest cave. While we are breathing, life must go on, no giving up. While still living, find the meaning and purpose of life. Five powerful kingdoms fight each other; having conflicts and wars for pride, power and honor. This novel speaks of the peculiar adventure of Journey, who joined the Kalonian force, is known as one of the strongest soldiers to exist yet remained in her rank in the military. Throughout her life, she always carry memories from her past, what memories could they be? Even though she's stuck on her past, she must continue to move forward. Who knows what troubles are ahead of Journey? What fate has arranged for Journey?

The future of mankind rests in Noe's hands. Having faced brutal bullying throughout his life, Noe is sent to a boarding school where his luck takes a sudden turn for the fantastical. Planet Earth, 2075. Humanity is hanging by a thread after World War Three rendered the globe inhabitable. With the introduction of angels, demons and realms unknown, will Noe play a hand in saving humanity or let the humans that mistreated him burn beneath his flames? To destroy the World or save it? That is the question. Excerpt: Like a demon of destruction, Noe snaps. His vision blurs and dissipates, scattered like glass beads across cement. When he comes to, he is no longer watching the scene but is at its epicenter, soaking in a pool of purple blood, maroon cadavers strewn across the ground. Every centimeter of the hall is covered in gore - except for Mr. Henderson, whose eyes, wide-blown in astonishment... and horror, are captivated by Noe's neck. Looking down at himself, Noe sees thousands of black feathers have sprouted out from his own flesh. They tingle at the root and shudder as he breathes, as if leaves clinging to a tree in winter. Blood coats his every morsel. Springing his now grey fingertips onto his neck, Noe perceives what feels like the head of a purple hyacinth wrapped around it, its ribbon-like strands interlocking and jetting as if growing from his voice box. Touching his face, porcelain-smooth, painted by blood, marble skin appears unbreakable. It was all for first love. —- Discord: SEP1A#9769 Cover Art: raazu692 | Fiverr

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”