Your groupmates read the same novels as you, play the same games as you, share the same dog stories as you, comfort you when you're wronged, flatter you when you succeed, and even follow your arguments when you're about to draw your sword. Your groupmates have beautiful girl avatars, send beautiful girl emoticons, and talk like beautiful girls. If they're not beautiful girls, what are they? Regardless, groupmates are beautiful girls, I say.

When a cute, cuddly catgirl meets a cool, aloof school beauty, an unexpected event brings them together. The catgirl's charm and adorable antics gradually melt the school beauty's icy exterior, while the school beauty's attentive care makes the catgirl feel the warmth of home. From initial dislike to inseparable companionship, their daily lives are filled with sweetness and laughter.

His novel, her fate. Repeatedly, endlessly. Li Xianyu runs in the maze of time, just to find the only answer to save her before the end. But what about those people? ! "Are you from 2020?" "She is mine! Stay away from her!" - A guy without eyebrows. "Are you from 2025?" "Yeah, listen to me this time!" - A divorced wife who just walked out of the grave of marriage. "Why is there an old aunt from 2030?" "Xianyuxi, auntie can lead you to success~" - A forever solo female lead. There are many female protagonists in Korean entertainment, please do not enter if you don't like it.

The ancients determined the seasons based on the direction pointed by the Big Dipper. Today, we have a new Big Dipper, spanning the skies above us, becoming our "eye in the sky," safeguarding national security and serving society and the people's well-being. This is the BeiDou satellite navigation system, independently developed and built by my country. The novel depicts the arduous and magnificent construction process and the growth of each individual along the way. Like the Big Dipper, they shine like a starry sky.

[The author has completed 28 articles, adding one chapter daily at 6 PM. Drafts are available.] Arthur Rimbaud was born in France in the late 19th century. He loved poetry from a young age, joined the Paris Commune at sixteen, had a romantic relationship at seventeen, and broke up at nineteen, living a free and resolute life. His adventurous life was short-lived, as he accidentally fell into the sea and arrived in the 21st century. Rimbaud quickly accepted his place as a famous poet and wanderer in history, embarking on a new round of global travel. At a comic convention in Japan, due to his physical resemblance to the paper figure, he cosplayed the blond, blue-eyed Verlaine from "Bungo Stray Dogs." He arrived in the Bungo Stray Dog world in a white suit and suddenly developed gravity powers. Could this be a case of traveling back in time and becoming an assassin? To save himself, Rimbaud sought out Lantang, who had lost his memory due to a scheme by his former self, hoping to clear his name and have his wanted warrant lifted. But—I'm not Verlaine? Lantang's partner, is that you? Verlaine, you're my gene donor? My brother? The blond Rimbaud facepalmed. #Because I cosplayed Verlaine, I had to use my ex-boyfriend's name##After traveling through time, I actually have a younger brother! #★Based on three-dimensional historical facts, this is the main story. ★Rimbaud is known as "the unruly wind" and even "half a life of fire, half a life of seawater." While there will be a romance in this story, the ultimate ending is Rimbaud alone, with no real CP. ★Rimbaud thought he had traveled through time as the untamed Verlaine, but in fact, he was the real clone. ★This is a short story, expected to be around 200,000 words.</p>

Fanfiction by sprunki.

Blood and death filled this land,

The dark clouds of war are floating in the sky over the city,

Gray, the devil incarnate, lingers in the shadow of the city.

He is weak, very weak...

Extraordinary, strange, divine,

The Golden Man, the Sinner, and the Corrupt Original Government,

"I offer you everything I have for your protection."

"allow."

Under the protection of the moody Blake and the mentally unstable Wenda, Gray is safe, temporarily.

"Give fear and death to everyone, and the Lord of Darkness will surely come to the world!" Blake said.

With death all around us, how long can even the calmest and most easy-going person remain normal? This world has gone mad long ago!

(Boring, the author wants to see rivers of blood!)

Villain story, dark story, contains bloody and violent plots, do not read if you don't like it, urban story, no CP tendency (maybe), friendship (?

Mainly the killing group Shashasha and the like.

(The author is a bit crazy, so it's normal for the characters to be crazy, right? The author is not a little devil.)

Once the gears of fate begin to turn, love and hate intertwine into an impenetrable net. Turning to Ashoka's "The One I Loved Most Was the Murderer," the male and female protagonists embark on a perilous and fraught journey to uncover the truth behind the unexpected death of the male protagonist's wife.

COVID-19, disease, hardship, misfortune, workplace struggles, love and hate, life and death… They persevered through countless difficulties, and they embraced new life amidst despair. This book celebrates the steadfastness and devotion of love, showcases the resilience and brilliance of humanity, and takes you deep into the labyrinth of human nature to explore the true meaning of love and redemption.

In this battle between love and sin, can they uncover the truth? The book features both thrilling mystery and delicate, moving emotions; it depicts a love story that transcends life and death, and also reveals the ugliness and justice of the world.

Thick fog hangs over the airport, international flights are delayed, and an ace agent from the Space Survey Agency navigates a polar vortex. Enduring severe turbulence, his passport expires, and his luggage is lost, he finds his own body on the baggage carousel, clutching the pendant of his ex-girlfriend, whom he had just met thousands of miles away in New York City. On the tarmac, at the airport control tower, in the cockpit, in the first-class cabin, even on communications satellites... Mysteries unfold in every corner of the sky and on the ground. Who is behind this? Under the vast sky, when will the mystery lift?