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The first time he opened his eyes what he saw was people around him. One man was screaming at a woman who was on a bed looking really tired. "What is that THING, it is not my blood so who did give yourself to??" the man screamed while his face turned red of anger and shame. Making deals with kings, with specters and with being from other dimentions, follow this Majin as he enjoys what the world and his power have to offer. *English is my 2nd almost 1st language, but I do not believe this story won't have writing problems. If it does then please let me know. I do not own the image, it's credit goes to its creator, if you don't want it there contact me and I will take it down.*

“ Sing in me, Muse, and through me tell the story of that man skilled in all ways of contending, the wanderer, harried for years on end. “

Masa remaja yang diwakili oleh Avian si ketua Osis yang sopan dan 'sangaaat' ramah, Alena Wakil ketua Osis yang tegas dan dingin, Eric pangeran sekolah, dan Mischa gadis polos nan centil pacar dari ketua osis kesayangan kita.

Majesty Day wants to find her true self. She's always felt like just a piece of a bigger picture. Growing up, all that mattered was school, and everything else was second. It never occurred to her how much she needed to grow. Getting out of a rough breakup, she wants to focus on herself, make her grandma proud, and become someone important someday. With her love life on the back burner, she was not expecting to meet such a peculiar man named Arthur J. Collins aka JC; she could not stay away. Follow Majesty on this journey of finding herself through the dramas of life, relationships, love, and all things adult.

seorang komandan kerajaan jaman lalu yang ditendang jaman dan kerajaannya untuk hanya dilahirkan kembali ke masa depan yang telah melupakan jamannya...

Dawi remaja laki laki usia 16th..anak nya pendiam suara nya irit terdengar,penurut,terlihat cuek,murah senyum dan yang pasti rajin solat dan tak oernah absen kalo melaksanakan yang loma waktu selalu di mesjid. ya namanya dawi mirip nama perempuan tapi dia laki laki putra ku yang sudah remaja, entah lah bapa nya yang memberi nama. dan aku nunik..wanita biasa tak banyak mau nya sedrhana,lembut..sabar tau kadang cerwed sih.. punya anak yang pendiam nurut enak juga.. tapi kenapa nunik jadi serimg marah akhir akhir ini..banyak kesal .kecewa dan tensi darah nya jadi tinggi.. ada apa ya... apa karna setres gak ada duit atau setres karna utang atau malah dawi putra lelaki nya yg penurut itu yang bkin jadi kesel dan pemarah... ??? masa sih.. ya udah yu baca sampe selesai ya.... penasaran kan.. selamat menjelajahi ya cerbung baru ku ini.. terima kasih buat yang mau manpor membaca nya fany s noerbaya yuliansyah 29 april 2022

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In the heart of Victorian London, the brilliant yet enigmatic detective, Augustus Eversley, is called upon to unravel a perplexing puzzle that has left even Scotland Yard baffled. A revered archaeologist is found brutally murdered inside his study, surrounded by ancient artifacts and a cryptic message etched in obsidian. As fear and intrigue grip the city, Eversley, with his keen powers of deduction and unmatched attention to detail, dives headfirst into the labyrinthine world of hidden societies, long-forgotten legends, and age-old conspiracies. Joined by his loyal and quick-witted companion, Nathaniel Hartley, Eversley uncovers a trail of seemingly unrelated clues that gradually reveal a sinister plot of global significance. From the opulent ballrooms of high society to the fog-shrouded alleyways of the East End, the duo races against time to decipher the obsidian cipher and expose the truth before more lives are claimed. As secrets from the past resurface and alliances shift, Eversley must rely on his deductive prowess and astute observation to navigate a web of deception that reaches far beyond the limits of reason. With danger lurking at every corner.

I once met a traveler in a distance land, who said, "there lied in the desert land, a building so tall and big that it was impossible to see where it lands. Near it, on the sand, half sunk is a statue covered in a moss, cracks, and holes. in which was read something on a blade that was held by the statue as if its a revered command. 'I am Ontrilliance King of Kings. Look at my works and despair! "As nothing but dusk remains, and the crumbling buildings sink the endless bodies that piled in the streets.""

A story of a man from the modern Earth transmigrating to a world of cultivation. A world more like the medieval period of Europe of Earth, becoming the 3rd son of a Baron. How will Anthony cope with his new situation, how will he adapt in a world of schemes and power.