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Nari the girl, whose punches every other guy of her age in her school had tasted. Park Ye Jun, the guy who excessively seemed interested in this tomboy who had entered his life first when she beat the pulp out of his friend. Nari hated Ye Jun but Park Ye Jun never missed a chance of showing his feelings to her. But then why suddenly he left the city and cut ties with everyone, even Nari. Why did he leave Nari alone when she wanted him finally? And what will happen when he finally comes back and Nari hates him again? Join them on the wistful, humourous, and sometimes unpredictable journey of them, The Page Where We Left... The total number of chapters (targeted): 150. Updates: Two chapters daily. The Privileged readers can get access to a sneak peek of further two to four chapters. It's a slow burn so buckle yourself up for A long journey!!!! Catch me on insta: _aislinn_jasper_ or talk to me on discord: Aislinn_Jasper #2125

Tom Foster has his life planned out, and he's systematically pursuing his goals. At twenty-two, he's been organist and choirmaster at The Episcopal Church of the Good Shepherd for three years, he's working on his doctoral thesis, and he's beginning a secondary career performing in concert. There is no room in his schedule for romance ... until Noah Webster, a gorgeous green-eyed blond, walks into the church one evening to audition for the choir.<br><br>What starts as an arrangement of convenience -- Tom's usual page turner is unavailable, and Noah agrees to do the job-soon turns into a fast friendship. Then Noah, who is saddled with an obnoxious roommate, rents the spare bedroom in Tom's house, and ultimately the two men become lovers and partners in life.<br><br>But before they can ride off into the sunset together, they must face one major obstacle: Noah's violent, homophobic Southern Baptist father.

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Secrets are keeping you away. They are shadows, sneaking Stays there dark and blank. Always following you, But never bothers to reveal itself. Cast by the light, Showing someone just like you, Only dimmer, faceless, confused. I'm Addison Williams. A woman who once dreamed about becoming a music producer, but life did not permit me to do so. As an heir of one of the wealthiest families in Australia, I am destined to run a company, but do you think I can still rewrite my fate? Will I be able to break free from the chains that bound me? When the time comes, will I prefer to choose familiarity, or would I learn to see the beauty of uncertainties?

A young man dies full of regret with his monotonous life of emptiness. He finds himself in a dark space. One thing leads to another and off on an adventure he goes. First time author here folks. Just trying my own take on a fanfic here. I'll try to post a chapter a day. Please feel free to post your criticism and opinions on the story. I'll try to incorporate everything I see and make it better.

The daily routines can absorb us so then I sole want to entertainment myself and i will tend to try with you too

The best spy story; the worst spy. The world's worst criminal vs. the world's worst spy. Literary, there's nothing better. Khalid el Bullít is the most dangerous terrorist on Earth. He deals deadly drugs to children, he feeds guns to warlords in countries where hunger rules, and he dreams of a nuclear attack on a major Western city, probably New York. It's not strange if you've never heard about him: the entire island of Malta protects Khalid's secret identity. But Khalid made one mistake and now the LSD is after him. A manuscript about a maniac leads to a manhunt to save mankind. Is Malik, the writer of that manuscript, a pawn or a player? Does Khalid play with black or white? Sami, The Runner, should leave this mission to The Agent. Noxious Secrets are extremely bad for your health.

This is a story about a girl. A girl who is special because she is herself as she grows into an adult, but she doesn't see that she is.

A HIGH SCHOOL GIRL WHO FELL IN LOVE WITH 3 BOYS.......SHES JUST A NORMAL GIRL WITH DREAMS BUT ALL OF THOSE CHANGES WHEN SHE KNEW THAT HIS FATHER ISN'T HIS REAL FATHER THEN HER LIFE CHANGE....

*i don’t own Minecraft, it belong to Mojang, Telltale games and 4J studio, pls don’t sue me. Also the picture do not belong to me*( i did play Minecraft, not a fan but the command block inspired me to write my first novel ) also i am newbie writer so don’t expect much pro writing skill. Minecraft, a great game for all ages and it is still popular today. Thanks to human’s creativity, gamers have created a lot of things inside Minecraft. Also with the red stone creations, gamers’s creativity have reached a higher lvl by creating machine-like block creations. Then with the appearance of Command Block, a new age of Minecraft begins. The Block that can control the whole world, bend the world into what players want and mods the world into something else. Where millions of code lines can be placed into one small block and created things that players can imagine about. Angus, a former Minecraft pro player, 25 years old and have a pretty good live. But died because of a robbery. Watch as he enter the world of CULTIVATION.