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?
Queen Luna
Aitana is a beautiful young woman who has just come of age. She lives in the northern part of the Greyson kingdom, within the Blue Moon pack. Raised with love by her family and pack, she has been in love with the future Alpha of her pack from a young age, but destiny has other plans for her.
Mrs Huo Is a Crybaby
Song Yaoyao had already died in her previous life. Her life ended on the day of her 19th birthday. Cause of death: heart failure. But now, she was alive again, and the throbbing pain in her temples told her that she wasn’t hallucinating. Not only had she come back to life — she had transmigrated into a silly novel that she once read and she was now in the body of the secondary female character. A pitiful girl with a weak personality and low self-esteem who ends up living a tragic life and dying! But Song Yaoyao was not going to let that happen… ——- This is not my work. The credit goes to original author Author: Tang Bulin
Whispers Beneath the Jade Moon
--- Whispers Beneath the Jade Moon The night was dressed in silver. The jade moon hung low over the placid lake, its light filtering softly through the delicate branches of the blossoming plum tree
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Leidende
Outside, the sound of raindrops pattering against the ground and bouncing off the tiled roof continued, then suddenly, in just a moment, the sky poured down like a torrential stream. The fierce rain r
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Burning ashes
He had never trusted the silence of the woods—especially not when even the birds refused to sing. That kind of quiet was never natural. It was a warning. And today, it screamed. The scent of smoke dr
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TO RUIN YOU SOFTLY🥀(PART 2)
[SILENCE HAS A NAME] Seoul, three weeks later. The quiet between them had become a seco nd skin. They rehearsed, performed, laughed on camera—every smile shaped like a blade. Every glance, rehears
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