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Su Xuan transmigrated into a parallel world and became a police officer! At his ex-girlfriend's wedding, Su Xuan boldly took out the handcuffs, offering the groom a three-day tour of the police station! Ex-girlfriend asked, "Su Xuan, have you gone crazy? If you wanted to disrupt the wedding, shouldn't you just take me? What's with arresting my husband?" With the Divine Criminal-Capturing System, Su Xuan would receive rewards for apprehending criminals! With targeted investigations, no criminals could escape! While taking a bus, he casually caught a pickpocket. While strolling through a shopping mall, he stumbled upon a human trafficking scene. While getting a salary card replacement, he accidentally became a hostage... While other police officers were still patrolling the streets, Su Xuan had already become a hot topic in the news, a formidable force in apprehending criminals. The criminals asked in disbelief, "Does this police officer have tracking devices planted on us?" The police officers cried out, "Hey dude, give us a chance, please!"

BabaengPalaisipan's (WritingAnonymously) compilation of original short stories and poems. Please expect that the following stories and poems will be in different genres and may depict sensitive topics that may trigger emotions. I highly suggest discretion to my readers. Most of the stories are written in English context. Tagalog title indicates that the story is written in my native language, which is Filipino. Thanks for understanding. I deeply appreciate each of you taking the time to read my stories. Please feel free to read the introduction for further advice and insights. Peaceful Reading!

What happens if a stranger suddenly texted you and asking you if you could flirt with him just because he can’t handle his own life shits? Will you play along with him or will you give him life advices? Will you take his favour or will you just ignore him? Saan dadalhin ang dalawang puso ng pagkakataong ito? Pinagtagpo ba sila ng tadhana para sa isa’t-isa o pagtatagpuin lang sila para maging leksyon para sa isa’t-isa?

Song Xilai’s secret crush of five years suddenly sent her a photo. [My girlfriend. Pretty, isn’t she?] Song Xilai was furious. Unwilling to back down, she casually found a faceless photo of some impressive abs online and sent it back. [My boyfriend. Handsome, right? Great to touch, even better to cuddle. I haven’t left the bed for three days. /shrug/] Her crush was silent for a moment before coldly replying: [Oh.] It turned out that the owner of those abs was none other than Jiang Fengcheng, the school heartthrob and star of the swim team. Song Xilai had seen him at the pool before—broad shoulders, narrow waist, a perfectly toned body. Truly top-tier. The next day, rumors spread across A University that Song Xilai and Jiang Fengcheng were dating! Song Xilai: … What a disaster! How could she possibly explain to everyone that it was all just a joke? She had only been bluffing! To avoid further misunderstandings, she started avoiding Jiang Fengcheng at all costs—pretending to be glued to her phone whenever he was near, skipping any shared classes, and steering clear of the cafeteria and swimming pool he frequented. In short, total avoidance! But even with all her efforts, she still found herself cornered one day by Jiang Fengcheng in the changing room at the school pool. The boy, towel-drying his damp black hair, looked down at the petite girl before him with dark, piercing eyes. “I heard… you want to sleep with me.” Song Xilai’s face flushed bright red as she frantically shook her head. “No, no, I don’t!” Jiang Fengcheng let out a low chuckle, pulling off the loose jacket draped over his shoulders to reveal a sharp, muscular physique. “Don’t believe you.” “—Unless you prove it.”

“Huh? Can I get reincarnated?” I ask excitedly *His features shift to resemble a frown “No, i’m sending you to the ninth circle of hell” Aaaah. That doesn’t sound good.

It must be fate that lead me there. That native feeling of detached intimation, ever-swirling and ever-saturating within the self. It is so cold, sharply cold, and yet comforting. It anxiously lead me even though I was blind and powerless. In that distant times, I thought that I must be foolish to hope in such visions. That all those senses are folly, and that death awaits me because of those mad ideas. But, who am I kidding? Even struggles are futile for my binds will only hold me tighter if I try to even lift a finger against that wildness. I resigned myself to that lingering folly then. My last bastion and consolation inside my troubled soul. Oh, how even in my wildest dreams - surely I tell you -, that instead of death, I behold a glimmer of hope - terrible hope at the time -, and gained a new path. A now ending path, that I want to reminisced with you.

Procedural Memory: a type of implicit memory (unconscious, long-term memory) which aids the performance of particular types of tasks without conscious awareness of these previous experiences. “No matter how much I search on the Internet, there is nothing that that even remotely mentions the phenomenon I am currently experiencing.” “The ability to use someone else’s Procedural Memory at will, what do you even call that phenomenon?” Park Dowook, a doctor who is able to use the Procedural Memory of others as if it was his own. His special one-of-a-kind treatment begins now! **This is a Korean Novel** Author(s) Minsoo 민수 Original Publisher KW Books Translation from Novelpub website.

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Seojin transmigrated into the novel named ‘777: The Crowned Sovereign’ as Seven, a side character. Here, he was the seventh child of the seventh archduke of the seventh kingdom of the seventh continent. On Earth, he was raised by his seventh stepfather and the child of the seventh ex-wife of the seventh mayor. He even had his seventh maid quit the job. He was also the seventh reader of the novel he transmigrated into. [Welcome, Seventh Reader! Your loyalty has been awarded.] With this many sevens, will he curse it as an unlucky number or… praise it seventy seven times? … Note: The author is a complete newbie and this is the seventh draft. Please don't expect this as such a grand story. Thanks. Merci. Danke. Bedankt. Terima kasih. Gracias. Salamat. Congrats! You just learned how to say ‘thanks’ in seven languages! ;P

Truckers have a reputation for doing more than driving on the road. Rough work, rough rides, and rough trade are often the game. But when Robert meets Sean, a walker looking for a way down to Florida, something shifts. Sean had been knocked around by more than someone's fists, and it touches Robert's heart.<br><br>Sometimes horsing around is just fun and games. And sometimes it's something else entirely ...