gojo rain walk

Ara. Seorang gadis yang memiliki sebuah penyakit turunan dari sang ibu, ia harus melakukan hal lain, untuk dapat mengingat sesuatu. Lalu, sebuah mimpi buruk tiba-tiba hadir di malam-malam tidurnya. Mimpi buruk yang selalu membuatnya merasa ketakutan saat terbangun. Juna. Teman masa SMA Ara. Ia menyukai Ara sejak kelas 1 SMA, tapi sampai ia dewasa, ia tak pernah bisa mengungkapkan perasaannya ke Ara. Apalagi, Ara telah memiliki kekasih. Lalu, sebuah kenangan masa lalu, membuat diri Juna selalu diliputi perasaan bersalah dan marah. Dewa. Teman kuliah Ara. Dia anak lelaki yang tidak pernah merasakan kasih sayang seorang ibu. Lalu disaat dirinya memiliki kekasih, cinta lamanya kembali hadir. Kembali mengusik percintaan Dewa. Lalu, dapatkah Ara mengetahui tentang penyebab mimpi buruk yang selalu mendatanginya? Dan dapatkah Juna akhirna bisa menyatakan rasa sukanya ke Ara? lalu bagaimana ia menghadapi rasa bersalah dan rasa marahnya akan kenangan masa lalunya? Dan untuk Dewa, bisakah ia menghadapi godaan cinta masa lalu yang tiba-tiba hadir di tengah kisah percintaannya? Sebuah takdir yang akan menuntun mereka, entah mereka mampu menerima atau tidak dalam memperoleh jawaban yang mereka cari selama ini. Karena semua bukan hanya tentang jawaban, tapi tentang cara kita menerima akan sebuah jawaban itu.

21+ Clay mengetahui semua tentang dunianya itu adalah kebohongan. Saat ini peperangan sedang terjadi. Sebagai putra mahkota Elexander, wajar saja jika Clay dikirim dalam misi diplomatik rahasia untuk mendukung salah satu sekutu kerajaan. Bersama dengan penasihatnya, pengawalnya, dan sahabatnya sebagai teman seperjalanannya, apa yang bisa salah saat ini? Tentu saja. Semuanya..., semuanya salah. Sekarang mereka dalam pelarian untuk menghindari pembunuh, mengatur berbagai pertemuan rahasia, dan bahkan membuat kesepakatan dengan Dewa. Jadi, ini mungkin saat yang sangat tidak tepat untuk menyerah pada perasaan yang telah dia perjuangkan untuk sahabatnya. Tapi Drayco sudah memiliki hatinya selama bertahun-tahun lebih dari yang bisa dia hitung dan jika saja dia akan mati, bukankah seharusnya dia hanya memiliki satu cinta saja? Nasib dunia sedang dipertaruhkan, dan hanya Clay yang memiliki kekuatan untuk menyelamatkan mereka semua. Bagaimana kelanjutan kisahnya, jangan lewatkan setiap BAB nya.

Ed is not from this world. Last he remembered, he had been on a quest to save someone's life, a debt he must repay. But he was deceived. stuck in a lace called the mist, a bridge between worlds, time and space its self, a place gods would not go, he must not only find his way home, he must find out who he is, that the entire universe aims to kill him. With past lives to uncover and companions that should not walk any world. Will he loose himself to the mist or become what he has forgotten? both roads lead to doom, but whose?

Love, loyalty, and destiny: the legend of the White Snake reimagined. In a world ruled by honour and power, where demons and spirits live among humans and immortals, the snake spirit Bai Suzhen has to decide how far she will go to protect her love for the mortal physician, Xuxian--when the relentless monk Fahai is determined to separate them. *dear readers: this is my first ever webnovel and I hope to be able to finish it! do leave a comment or rating to encourage me or give me feedback!

In the shadow of tragedy, Meredith's world crumbled like a fragile sandcastle, swept away by the merciless waves of fate. With her mother's demise echoing in her soul, a sinister revelation emerged – her father had gambled away their fortune, leaving behind a staggering debt that clawed at the edges of her existence. As if scripted by the cruel hand of destiny, Meredith's father fled, abandoning her to face the financial tempest alone. The burden of survival rested heavily on her young shoulders, and the weight threatened to shatter her resolve. But amid the debris of despair, an unexpected lifeline emerged, weaving an enigmatic twist into the narrative of her upheaval. Paris, the city of love and lights, became the backdrop for Meredith's metamorphosis. Yet, the glamour of the French capital remained elusive as her modest budget clashed with the city's extravagant reality. Shelter, a basic human need, became a luxury she could ill afford. Then, like a subtle melody in the cacophony of her turmoil, Matthew entered the stage. A peculiar proposition danced in the air – he offered her a room in his apartment. However, fate, in its mischievous playfulness, cast Matthew as a central figure in a drama laced with bitterness. Matthew, the ex-flame of her closest confidante Maria, was the embodiment of a past Meredith despised. The lingering embers of their tumultuous history sparked a tension that crackled beneath the surface. Would Meredith swallow her pride, her disdain for Maria's ex-lover, and accept the refuge offered by this unexpected ally? Or, would she face the unforgiving streets of Paris, choosing solitude over the discomfort of cohabiting with her nemesis? As Meredith contemplates this paradoxical predicament, a curious metaphor unfolds – fire and water forced into a reluctant alliance within the confines of a shared space. The sparks of their clashing personalities promise a spectacle, a sizzling fusion of passion and cool detachment. In the heart of Paris, where love and defiance dance hand in hand, Meredith and Matthew find themselves bound by circumstance, fanning the flames of an unlikely companionship. Yet, beneath the surface of this unconventional arrangement lies the question that lingers like an unspoken secret – can Meredith, the fiery protagonist scarred by her past, find solace and redemption in the proximity of her watery counterpart? The streets of Paris hold the answers, echoing with the footsteps of a young woman navigating the intricate alleys of loss, pride, and the unforeseen chemistry that ignites when opposites collide.

After the introverted and socially anxious Shen Lang's blind date fails, he binds with a Love Assistance System! As long as he increases a girl's affection for him, he can receive various generous rewards! In the afternoon, he meets with the landlady to sign the rental contract. Looking at the voluptuous and still charming married woman, Shen Lang casually compliments her, "You look so young, sister!" The landlady smiles sweetly, her face blushing with both shyness and delight, "You're quite the flatterer, young man. I'm almost 40, you know, getting old!" At this moment, the system provides three responses. Your response is? 1. "You're 40? That's impressive, if it were me, I'd be dead by now!" 2. "Not old at all, in fact..."

(This is the better-edited version. The free version as a gift from this author for going on hiatus too long.) Ed is not from this world. Last he remembered he had been on a quest to save someone's life, a debt he must repay. But he was deceived. stuck in a place called the mist, a bridge between worlds, time and space itself, a place gods would not go, he must not only find his way home, he must find out who he is, that the entire universe aims to kill him. With past lives to uncover and companions that should not walk any world. Will he lose himself to the mist or become what he has forgotten? both roads lead to doom, but whose? (Hi, the author here. I went on a year-long hiatus and am back. this is the better-edited version of this book posted here cause the new chapters are better structured and the old needed editing. I will post the new chapters on whichever platform has the most readers, though I am hoping it is this one because the edits are here. Enjoy.)

I, Yagyu Satoru, am a time traveler who was adopted by Tsunade as a child. There is no system, no natural Rinnegan, but has the strength template of Gojo Satoru. [Six eyes. 】 [No lower limit technique. 】 [Reverse the spell. 】 [Homeopathy. 】 [The power of positive and negative poles. 】 After opening the six eyes, I have full-attribute Chakra, and the amount of Chakra at the level of the tailed beast. Currently a special Jōnin of Konoha Shinobi village. I'm not interested in conquering the world, or making troubles everywhere, I just want to live an ordinary life. For many reasons, I am currently the teacher of Class 7.

Tristan used to be top salesman at his firm, but when his friends suffered a tragedy, he stepped in to support them. Their ordeal over, Tristan turned to partying to ease his new solitude. Now his job is at risk and he stands to lose his home.<br><br>Rain spent years putting up with his husband Milo's bad behavior before moving out. Single again and insecure, Rain dreams of creating a marionette show to celebrate kids on the autism spectrum in honor of his son. When Rain meets his neighbor Tristan, he's drawn to Tristan's sex-appeal and protective nature.<br><br>But Milo keeps pulling on Rain's strings and messing with his head.<br><br>Tristan loves everything about Rain, including the strange sandwiches, mismatched socks, crazy marionettes, glitter makeup, and messy apartment. And Rain wants to give Tristan everything, but can he cut lose from Milo's hold?

Would you give your sight... the very essence of that sense of yours...? So that never again would you be able to see again. For the simple ability to heal. Take upon the injuries of those you care for. As with a single touch. They shall be healed. Whether it be a broken limb... a bruise... or even a whole arm... nothing, not a single thing within your grasp will ever be broken. Yet when I opened my eyes... it was not the kaleidoscope of colors I knew the world as... nor the exuberant face of my sister. No, it was to this empty void. Filled only by my sense of touch. "Of course" There was no other answer that would satisfy my will. For this was my choice... and my choice alone. ... When the world was created... populated by species upon species of beings. Yet a drop here... a star that may have yet to burst. A small flap of some God's coat. For the world was given life. Life greater than others. For they could use magic. An ability so wondrous that many nations had been created and felled in the harrowed halls of libraries. Yet this ability was not equal, and neither was the strength of will. For it appeared within women, every man that was born... for every one of them, there was an equal thousand women. As for magic. A rare occurrence already, made even more rare by the gap. A change in dynamic. For there was not some great king... there was not one holy emperor. Or even a god. There was a queen... a holy empress.... a Goddess. For man's place was not on the battlefield but upon the soft ballrooms, kitchens laden with instruments of creation rather than destruction. Married into well families that cared for them like precious possessions.