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Geoff and Naomi are dead, and they're depressed, but when Geoff's cat Bernie dies as well, they embark on a wild journey to find it in the underworld. When Geoff dies, alongside his girlfriend Naomi, they end up sharing an apartment in the Underworld as skeletons. But after a few years, Geoff starts suffering a mid-death crisis. What's the purpose of going through the motions as a skeleton if you can't really live? Then he gets word that his cat, Bernie, just died and he can collect him and bring him home! Geoff and Naomi hurry to get Bernie only to discover that, due to a clerical error, their cat has been lost. With the hunt for Bernie giving new purpose to Geoff's un-life, he and Naomi begin a quest to get back their cat. Battling skeleton pirates, climbing the sky ladder and facing off against the villain who took Bernie, Geoff is determined to find his purpose - or die a second time trying! [[2018 Wattys Winner - The Originals]] [[word count: 30,000-40,000 words]]

When Princess Elena and her Royal Council, and Wizard visit Enchancia again for diplomacy and good relations, Trouble hits. But not a war or anything. This was unexpected chaos...

~ A one - shot on #vani ♡♡ ~ ~ grab yourself for an emotional ride *** Sensitive ones~do avoid reading*** "Death is not the opposite of life but a part of it " ~"I might be physically dead; but not emotionally as I still live in your heart"~ ~Can death do us apart when we are bound together for eternity? ♡♡♡♡♡♡

She, a murderess. He, the Preserver. If they are bound, can a murderer ever be loved? **** She is a nameless shadow who walks in the form of a great beauty, they say. A beauty so deadly that it kills. Bodies crop up, from time to time, and people go missing, never to be found. All because they uttered a blasphemy, or disparaged the Preserver. He is a protector, an Incarnate. An enigmatic mystery, who only seeks the protection and preservation of the joy of all his people. For his people, he fought many long battles, banishing demons from his lands, always seeking the greater welfare of all. When she is caught and brought to Dvaraka, their worlds collide. He is her judge and she his prisoner. Nevertheless, he demands an unorthodox punishment from her that is hardly one. Against a conspiracy that rachets up, can they work together and learn to love? Or is murder too grievous a sin? [complete.] [word count - 60K words.]

One night, Nobita dreamed of meeting a beautiful girl that confessed her true feeling somewhere in a special place. But once he woke up from his sleep, he couldn't remember anything about the girl that he had dreamed. He scrambled and did everything he could to try to clear the fog that was covering the picture of the girl that he had dreamed. He knows well that despite knowing that Shizuka is his future wife, perhaps fate said otherwise. Who is the girl that he had dreamed before? Would he find the answer to the mystery? Or is Shizuka truly the princess that he had dreamed in that night?

❝𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 "𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍'𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌" 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐃, " 𝐈'𝐌 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌"❞ ❝ GRÄþHÌÇ WÄRRÌÖR ❞ ______________________________ 200+ orders complete (cause some of the parts have double or triple orders) ✅✔️ Here u can make covers, pfps, bg pics, banners etc... for ur books....

rory has everything-money, beauty, brains, and talent. at just fourteen, she's already a rising star at arsenal's u17 academy, with dreams of playing for the first team and the lionesses. she's the kind of girl who shines on and off the pitch, always smiling, always pushing forward. but behind the perfect image is a girl who's had to raise herself. the daughter of a top ceo and a fashion designer, rory has never known what it's like to be truly seen by her parents. they provide everything-except love. their absence, their coldness, their indifference-it's all she's ever known. so rory has learned to be her own light. she pours everything into football, into school, into becoming something worth noticing. and then, one evening after training, jonas eidevall, arsenal's first-team manager, tells her he wants her to train with the senior squad. just like that, her dream inches closer to reality. but as rory steps into a world where talent is only half the battle, where pressure builds and expectations rise, she must navigate more than just the game. because being a star on the pitch is easy. but learning to let people in? learning that she is enough, even without proving herself? that might be the hardest thing she's ever had to do. 🥇 arsenal 🥇 woso 🥇 womensfootball 🥇 lionesses 🥇 viviannemiedema 🥇 stephcatley 🥇 gunners

‶Get out of my sight before I do something I'll regret!″ the eldest shouted, his voice laced with fury. ‶I will. But I'm taking her with me,″ his younger brother replied, his expression unwavering. ‶Don't you dare come near her! She won't end up like you!″ the eldest retorted, his eyes ablaze with anger. Amidst their yelling match, a young girl sat under the table, her eyes overflowing with tears and head throbbing uncontrollably. Her family had always been an unconventional one, but that day marked its transition from unconventional to unhappy. Miles apart, a young boy looked at the star marred sky with twinkling eyes. As the shooting star made its appearance, he closed his eyes and prayed for the one thing he craved for the most. 'A happy family.' ‶What did you wish for?″ a manly voice interrupted him. ‶Death.″ .......................................................................................... #3 in India [25|03|25] #4 in India [26|03|25]

"My heart was a canvas, blank and unaware, until the day I met her. Her eyes were the paintbrush that stroked the colors of love, laughter, and adventure. With every moment we shared, a new shade of beauty was added to my life's masterpiece. Her touch ignited a fire that melted my fears, and her smile lit up the sky. I found my home, my safe haven, my forever love. She is the poetry that makes my heart sing, the music that makes my soul dance, and the love that makes my life a work of art." "He walked into my life like a storm, shaking the foundations of my soul. His eyes were the lightning that illuminated the darkness, revealing a love so pure and true. His strong arms were the shelter from the tempest, holding me close and keeping me safe. His gentle touch was the sunshine that warmed my heart, and his loving words were the rain that nourished my spirit. With every breath, I fell deeper into the ocean of his love, drowning in the depths of his kindness, humor, and strength. He is the anchor that holds me steady, the compass that guides me true, and the love that makes my heart whole

This is an unofficial fan-made English translation of We are...คือเรารักกัน (We are... we are in love). Please do not re-translate to any other language without permission. You can find the ebooks at https://www.mebmarket.com/index.php?action=search_book&type=author_name&search=%E0%B8%A0%E0%B8%B2%E0%B8%A3%E0%B8%A7%E0%B8%B5.&auto_search_id=&exact_keyword=1&page_no=1. Please support the author over there! All the rights and credits go to the original author of the novel Khun Parawee (ภารวี.) and all those involved in the production of this story. Translator: Sprite Hoang Illustrator: Unagnomasia Proofreader: azzianna, smv2454