The last message
Yura Bestari fell ill and was unconscious for days. After he regained consciousness he could see invisible creatures.
There are even spirits who deliberately approach Yura, asking for help in conveying the last message to the people they left behind. Worse yet, there is a figure who is starting to interfere with Yura's life.
Gaining quite frightening advantages makes him close to one of the seniors on his campus who is known to be very indifferent and turns out to be an indigo.
How does Yura deal with the spirits that bother her and the spirits who want Yura to be a bridge to their final message?
Can Yura get rid of this advantage or live until the end of time?
The Emperor's Wife
After death, Martina awakens in a foreign body within an ancient world ruled by nobility. She is now Empress Iris Dorni—a tragic novel’s wretched heroine forced by her parents to marry the emperor and endure a consummated wedding night that left her hating the child she bore. The original Iris died alone, steeped in unforgettable misery.
But Martina, armed with knowledge of this doomed history, is determined to rewrite everything. She knows the parents’ scheming orchestrated this suffering and vows to expose their betrayal. Through fierce devotion to her scorned son, she’ll fight to shatter the cycle of loneliness threatening all three lives. Can this reborn Iris defy her cursed destiny?
Contract Husband Thinks I'm After His Money
To help save her father's company, Liz is forced to marry the CEO of a technology company: Enzo Monet, a bitter and arrogant man who believes that women only want his money. But that will change when he meets sweet Liz.
“Love in the Shadow of Revenge”
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The boy who borrowed my pen (and my peace)
The first time Aarav met Reyansh, he was half-asleep, and the other boy was already stealing his pen. Literally. Aarav had just placed his favorite blue gel pen on his desk, yawned once, and then—wh
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I hate you dork...
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Professor's Tempting Lil Kitten
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