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“So, you’re going to take over your mother’s food stall? What about your school?” Once again, Lana was confronted with questions about school. Her neighbor looked worried. Lana was still in junior high. If she didn’t continue her education, the neighbor feared Lana’s future would be bleak. “I still need time, Ma’am, before I can go back to school,” Lana said softly, smiling at Bu Narsih. Bu Narsih, whose children were all grown and lived out of town, looked even sadder than Audy…-
10.6 K • Ongoing
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Not admiration, but rejection? Lana had refused to become the daughter of the Atmaja family. She had even rejected the luxurious furniture that was clearly an upgrade from what she previously had. Why? Was the little girl ashamed? Or had she not truly forgiven him? Was her resentment so deep that she even hated accepting gifts from him? "Can you connect me to Lana?" Julian wanted to ask her directly and be certain. First, he would apologize for not considering her feelings. He had many…
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10.6 K • Ongoing
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"Uncle apologizes for not telling you about them earlier. We're truly grateful that you've kindly forgiven us, but at the same time, we want to make sure you're safe even if you refuse to live with us." "Believe me, it’s not safe for a 14-year-old to live alone. If a criminal finds out, they might think you're an easy target." Lana pondered Julian's words. They made sense and were hard to argue with. In the eyes of adults like Julian, she was still a child. "But I won't be able to pay both of…
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10.6 K • Ongoing
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The girl cried without a sound or sobs. Only her small, fragile fists were clenched tightly, as if trying to hide the depth of her sorrow and how broken she truly was. Seeing Lana in such a state, Ratri couldn't help but cry as well. She pulled the helpless girl into her arms, who had no strength to resist. "How cruel of us to take away this child’s happiness," she thought, gently stroking the girl’s head with pity and a sudden wave of affection that disturbed her heart. Julian, feeling just as…
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10.6 K • Ongoing
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She stood alone at the front row, the only remaining family member, sending off her late parents to their final resting place. As a middle school girl, her small hands each held a framed photo—one of her father, the other of her mother. From time to time, tears silently slid down her face. There was no sobbing. Her eyes had grown cold, numbed by the cruel reality forced upon her. She was even forced to suppress any hatred that might have been born from it. As if everything hadn’t been enough, she…
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10.6 K • Ongoing
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Lana thought she was just an ordinary teenager. Sure, she was a little quiet. Unlike the other kids who had fun with their friends, she preferred to be alone. Every time she tried to approach them, her steps grew stiff, as if her heart refused. She didn’t know who she really was, nor did she understand herself. At home, both her parents were busy working. Her father was a vegetable farmer, while her mother ran a food stall from morning until late at night. They shared responsibilities. After…
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10.6 K • Ongoing
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The echo of the Emperor's order—"GET THAT WRETCH OUT OF MY SIGHT!"—still hung heavy in the air. The silence left by Wei Feng's chaotic expulsion was heavy, thick with humiliation, anger, and a palpable confusion. The banquet was in ruins; the atmosphere, poisoned. Into that tense silence, Elder Lin Jian's voice rose. It was not a loud voice, but it was imbued with a layer of Qi that made it resonate, compelling every noble, every minister, and every servant to pay attention. It was the voice of a…-
12.5 K • Ongoing
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Elena was falling. Or at least, that’s what it felt like. The world around her was weightless, a blur of color and shadow twisting together like ink in water. She couldn’t tell if she was dreaming or awake, but her body felt untethered, as if she had slipped through the cracks of reality itself. A strange sensation coiled around her, pulling her deeper into the void. The pain in her chest, the suffocating grief that had lived inside her since Seon’s death—it all seemed distant…
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12.5 K • Ongoing
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Elena was falling. Or at least, that’s what it felt like. The world around her was weightless, a blur of color and shadow twisting together like ink in water. She couldn’t tell if she was dreaming or awake, but her body felt untethered, as if she had slipped through the cracks of reality itself. A strange sensation coiled around her, pulling her deeper into the void. The pain in her chest, the suffocating grief that had lived inside her since Seon’s death—it all seemed distant…-
3.9 K • Ongoing
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The world moved on. News cycles churned. Articles were replaced with new headlines. The industry issued its tributes, colleagues posted heartfelt messages, and fans lit candles at makeshift memorials. But soon, time did what it always did—it dulled the edges of tragedy for those who had never truly lived it. But Elena couldn’t move on. For her, the days blurred into one long, suffocating moment, stretched thin between waking and sleep. Except, sleep never came easily anymore. It had been…
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3.9 K • Ongoing
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The news broke before dawn. Elena had always been a light sleeper, but that morning, she wished she had never woken up. Her phone buzzed relentlessly, the glow of the screen cutting through the darkness of her small apartment. At first, she ignored it, pulling the blanket over her head, letting exhaustion pin her to the bed. But the vibrations didn’t stop. Half-asleep, she reached for the device and squinted at the endless flood of notifications. And then— Her breath caught in her…
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3.9 K • Ongoing
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Hello Dear Readers,Thank you for picking up my story Love You Across Time and Space. This novel is very close to my heart, and writing it has been an emotional journey for me. It is not just a work of fiction, but a reflection of my admiration and love for my idol who, unfortunately, left this world too soon at the age of 25. His passing, through suicide, left a void that words can hardly describe.Through this story, I wanted to explore my deepest wish—if time travel were ever possible, I would go back…
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3.9 K • Ongoing
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The interview had gone the same way they all did—polite smiles, nodding heads, empty promises. “We’ll get back to you soon,” the woman at the desk had said, her voice smooth, rehearsed. I knew what it meant. Another rejection letter would land in my inbox within the week, maybe sooner. I had lost count of how many times I’d heard those words. I walked out of the office building with my résumé folder clutched tight against my chest, as if holding it close would stop the ache inside me. My…-
2.9 K • Ongoing
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Luck was never on my side. I used to think bad days were temporary, that if you held on long enough, something good would come around. But my life has been one long string of disappointments, each worse than the last, until I stopped waiting for miracles altogether. I was born into an ordinary family—nothing rich, nothing glamorous, just simple and steady. My father worked at a factory; my mother stitched clothes at home. My older brother, David, was the sunshine of our house. He had this…
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2.9 K • Ongoing
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The moonlight sprawled across the sea like a silk carpet discarded by a drunken silversmith. And there, in the midst of it all, stood Sol Dawn, as motionless as a shadow’s regret. Few would have noticed the way the light warped around him—how mischievous slivers of it would twist and squirm, slipping between his fingers and burrowing into his chest like a school of herrings hell-bent on finding their nest.Art? Perhaps. A dance between the moonlight and an ancient energy that a few stubborn souls still…-
27.5 K • Ongoing
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Sabata watched the master get knocked off the fighting platform, an indescribable anxiety rising in his chest. Though they had just met, the man was the first to give him a glimmer of hope about becoming stronger. "Is… is he going to be okay?" Sabata stammered, turning to Wil. Wil wasn't looking at him. He was observing the chaotic crowd below. "Okay is a relative concept," he said. "Physically, he'll have a few broken ribs, maybe a mild concussion. It's a small price to pay." "A price? For…
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27.5 K • Ongoing
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