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She fell, and now her leg is broken, in the middle of a forest she'd been warned against entering. Wonderful.

This is a story about growing up, about finding oneself and one's place in the world, about how fragile and beautiful the first feeling is, and how important it is to be able to appreciate.

The secret will eventually become known. What will happen when your true self, which has been suppressed for years, finally breaks free?

Clark Miller vive em alta velocidade. Dentro das pistas, ele sabe exatamente o que fazer para vencer. Fora delas… nem sempre. Entre corridas, encontros inesperados e sentimentos que surgem sem aviso, ele vai descobrir que algumas conexões não podem ser ignoradas. E que nem tudo pode ser controlado… principalmente quando o coração entra na corrida.

Lanternfall was a strange time to start over, but Sophie-Anne had no choice. A catastrophic Threadfall failure had ruined her prospects, chasing her from everything familiar. At her friend Inam’s suggestion, she traveled for weeks to Willowmere—a quiet town on the edge of the Lumenwild. There, among gentle Loomborn, she might finally find rest, warmth, and a way to mend what was broken.

What fun monsters do you hope to meet on the streets during the Halloween celebration. How many candies do you hope to bring home as a gift. But most of all, you hope to meet him, Charlie, during the holiday.

The world is a dark place, and it makes sure to gift this darkness to its precious children. While some embrace the fruits of power and glory, others... question their nature. Zeno, ever the true yearner for control, finds himself curled up in the gentle arms of a mortal. No matter how pure her soul seems, the only thing that’s on his mind is the scent of her lifeblood. But oh, how that sweet drug would be orchestrating his sanity, making the vampire question things he never did before...

It's quiet and peaceful in the dark-elf neighborhood. However, strange inscriptions have started appearing on the walls of the buildings, accompanied by an even stranger symbol. What does it mean, and who is this mysterious artist?

there is no such thing as the Argentine language — and yet… a professor of Russian language and literature at a university in Argentina is burdened with a savior complex. on a bus, quite by chance, a drunken student — Miguel — ends up in his care.

Survival is not easy. Try to survive in your family, school, and on the streets without falling apart. It's not an easy task. Especially if you're a drow.

Problem customers can be found in every store. But if such a customer finds themselves in a witch's magical shop, trouble is sure to follow.

Reconciling irreconcilable enemies is no easy task, requiring ingenuity and almost innate tact. Will our hero succeed?

Former cyber friends meet in person after many years. As is eventually discovered, two out of the three have secrets to hide—ones worth blackmailing the other for. The only problem is that it can’t go on forever, and it’s only a matter of time before one of them comes out on top. The only question is who it will be.

A collection of my poems that i wrote throughout last 2 years

Nico keeps crash‑landing in Hogwarts thanks to Aristokattos, a forgotten Greek god disguised as a cat who’s determined to fix his love life. Harry keeps finding Nico unconscious in increasingly ridiculous places. As the cat herds them together—through portals, closets, and emotional disasters—the boys realize the universe (and one smug feline) is shipping them harder than they are.

After the climate collapse, insects became the dominant species on the planet, developing intelligence due to rapid generational turnover and explosive population growth. Humans were forced to retreat into underground tunnels, old metro systems, and sewer networks. Insects reproduced so rapidly that many animal species gradually disappeared. This became a critical problem, as insects feed on mammals

Night wrapped the empty streets, and only one shadow moved silently through the yards. It was her — the cat, a wanderer of this neighborhood, wise and quiet, as if she were part of the very city itself. She watched, she listened, she felt the world around her in ways no one else could. Every movement, every moment of hers carried a quiet magic, attentive to those who crossed her path.

In the hush beneath ancient willows, the Wardens keep silent watch over the tender things the world forgets. They gather softened memories, soothe quiet sorrows, and listen to the stories the branches release at dawn. In their grove of green light and drifting shadows, gentleness is guarded like a sacred, living thing.

Along the edges of the world, a quiet order tends to what others overlook. Their anecdotes drift like lantern-light—moments gathered from wandering memories, half-spoken truths, and the fragile things that slip between dusk and dawn. Through their watchful rituals, forgotten stories find a place to rest, and the unseen becomes gently illuminated.

A quiet orchard hides the secret lives of its keepers—those who harvest memories instead of fruit. Each anecdote reveals a fragment of their strange, gentle magic: stories ripening on branches, whispers caught in leaves, and the quiet duty of tending what the world forgets.