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Time travel with Him

Time travel with Him

Unconsciously, Dorothy moved a little further away. Even though the female lead in the novel was depicted as warm-hearted and gentle like a little sun, who never harmed the original host (it was usually the original host who persecuted her), from her many years of reading experience, Dorothy knew that main characters posses an aura of plot armor. If an evil supporting character approached them too closely, something bad was bound to happen. If not for her leg injury, Dorothy would have even considered jumping out of the car and running away. Only after they had walked far into the clinic did Dorothy open her mouth and say, "My leg is injured, so I also want to go and see a doctor in the clinic." Of course, she knew it was a minor injury and it would heal in a few days. She just needed an excuse to go in. Caleb looked surprised: "Mrs Parker, why didn't you say so earlier? You could have just gone in with them. They even know some people there." Dorothy replied, "It's not severe. I just need the doctor to apply some medicine and re-bandage it." "Oh, alright. Let's go then," Caleb replied, leading her in. As Dorothy slowly walked into the clinic, she looked around, in the hopes of seeing some job advertisements or to inquire. But even if people knew about job openings, they wouldn't likely tell her. Job opportunities are precious commodities these days. But she recalled older family members saying that in the '70s, government-run institutions would post job vacancies and conduct public examinations and screenings. While some underground connections could be involved, they would still need to maintain appearances. "The doctor says I need to get some medicine, hope you don't mind?"After receiving the prescription, Dorothy sent Caleb off, intentionally stalling for time as she milled about the clinic. And lo and behold, she actually found something. At the corner of a bulletin board, Dorothy saw a job posting. The posting stated that the clinic currently needed a nurse. Requirements were a high school education, must be female, and must be in good health without any communicable diseases. Perhaps to avoid being discovered, the words were printed very small on purpose, extremely inconspicuous, and there was no mention of when to take the recruitment exam. Just then, a janitor came out of the bathroom. Dorothy stopped her and asked, "Miss, is this clinic hiring? Do you know when the registration for the exam is?" The woman barely glanced at Dorothy and responded curtly, "Who are you?" Dorothy reached into her pocket. The original owner of this body still had some money. She took out a coin and handed it to the woman, apologizing with a smile, "I studied nursing. I've been unemployed for half a year after graduation and failed to find a suitable job. My family is worried about me. I feel bad about just staying home waiting for meals. So, even with an injured leg, I didn't slack off in job hunting. Could you please tell me if you know anything?" Accepting the coin and seeing Dorothy leaning on a crutch, the woman's expression softened considerably. She pointed to a small door on the right and said, "Registration for the examination ends at five o'clock tomorrow afternoon. That is the registration place over there." "Thank you, miss." Gratefully, Dorothy quickly thanked her and hurried to the registration office. At the registration office, two middle-aged men in white coats were leisurely drinking Coffee. Dorothy knocked on the door, and one of them hailed, "Come in." Upon her entry, the other man took a close look and asked, "What can I do for you?" She smiled nervously, saying, "Hello, I am here to apply for the job of the nurse." The man responsible for registration was quite friendly, probably because she was pretty. He picked up a form, started to fill it out, and asked, "What's your name? How old are you? What's your educational background? Where do you live...?" Dorothy answered each question. However, when the other man heard that she was only eighteen years old and living in the military complex, he shook his head, saying, "I don't think this job is suitable for you, you're too young, no experience, and no certification. Nursing can be quite tiring. Plus, is your leg injured?" His gaze fell on the bandaged right leg of Dorothy. Dorothy hurriedly explained,"It's a minor injury. It will heal on its own in a couple of days." "I'm not afraid of hard work, you can let me try first." She thought to herself that she didn't intend to be a nurse. In her previous life, she was a respected chief physician. The man glanced at her and said, "Then let me test you. You should at least know the basic care knowledge; otherwise, getting registered would be a waste." "What type of respiration is used in infants due to their underdeveloped respiratory muscles and small range of chest movements?" Dorothy immediately responded, "Diaphragmatic breathing."
Who Are You

Who Are You

I had everything money could buy-designer clothes, luxury vacations, and a last name that made people step aside when I walked into a room. But none of it mattered when the people who were supposed to love me the most treated me like an afterthought. My mother and father were all too happy to get divorced and go their separate ways to care about me. Then came the accident. One moment, I was at my family's estate, the crisp air heavy with the scent of hay and soil. The next, I was gasping for breath in a body that wasn't mine, staring up at a ceiling that didn't belong to me. The mirror confirmed my worst fear-this wasn't just a bad dream. The face staring back at me was unfamiliar, the features softer, younger. The clothes were outdated, the room foreign. I had woken up in another time. The 1970s. As if being trapped in a strange life wasn't enough, my new family feared me. They whispered behind closed doors, their eyes filled with something between awe and terror.My strength, inhuman, strange was my shield against their hatred and schemes.And then there was my father. This version of him wasn't the distant, powerful businessman I had known. He was married to another woman, and her twins... there was something about them. The way they looked at him, the way he looked away. Secrets buried in the past. A legacy I didn't recognize. A power I couldn't explain. I had lost everything once before. But this time, I wasn't going down without a fight.
Mira : A LOVER FOR ME

Mira : A LOVER FOR ME

The day started badly for Mira, it was raining cats and dogs and she had an interview for a job that morning, she got out of bed with great difficulty, she wanted to stay in bed all day and enjoy some of this rain to sleep, but alas she couldn't, she couldn't afford this luxury, she had to fight to feed herself and feed her little brothers Ethan and Etienne, twins aged 15, they were his whole life. She spent most of her time worrying about them, as they were at the age of puberty, she didn't know how to handle it, but she was trying somehow to handle the situation. Mira had never known her father and her mother had gone to the other side of the world in pursuit of a man because she said she also had the right to happiness and her children prevented her from living this happiness. After all, all the men she met didn't want a single mother with three children, so she went in pursuit of her happiness, leaving all the responsibilities in Mira's hands. Mira hoped that her mother had found happiness, but above all hoped never to see her again because what she had done had deeply hurt her. They left their building and Mira stopped for a taxi for her brothers, after wishing them a good day, Mira, in turn, tried to catch a taxi but it was not easy, she had finally found a taxi, she quickly engulfed inside before it started. There was a little traffic jam and so she arrived a little late, when she got out of the taxi, she started running to join the building, she arrived at the reception and introduced herself.
A Journey Through the Unseen

A Journey Through the Unseen

The story follows Eliot, a young man struggling with deep inner conflicts and a longing for purpose in life. Living a mundane existence, Eliot has always felt disconnected from the world around him, unsure of what he is meant to do. He finds comfort in routine but craves something more-something unknown. Everything changes when Eliot stumbles upon an old journal belonging to his late grandfather, a man who was a renowned explorer in his youth. The journal reveals tales of uncharted lands, hidden truths, and ancient wisdom-an invitation to embark on a journey that promises to answer the question he's been asking all his life: What is the purpose of his existence? With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Eliot decides to leave behind his predictable life and follow in his grandfather's footsteps. The journey takes him across diverse landscapes, from bustling cities to tranquil mountains, through mysterious forests and vast deserts. Along the way, he encounters several companions who will change his life. Among them are Isla, a wise, enigmatic woman who seems to know more than she lets on, and Aidan, a passionate, free-spirited traveler who challenges Eliot's perspectives on life and purpose. Despite the challenges they face-raging storms, unexpected betrayals, and encounters with dangerous foes-Eliot begins to unravel not just the mysteries of the world but also his inner self. Throughout the journey, Eliot is forced to confront his deepest fears and regrets, particularly the unresolved tension with his estranged father. He learns the value of patience, the importance of embracing the unknown, and the power of vulnerability. Ultimately, Eliot's journey is one of self-discovery and acceptance. As he reaches the final destination, a place his grandfather had once spoken of as a "place of awakening," Eliot realizes that the purpose he sought all along was not a destination but the journey itself-the connections, lessons, and growth along the way. The story ends with Eliot standing at the edge of the "unseen world," now a changed man, ready to face the challenges of life with a newfound sense of self-awareness and purpose. He knows that his adventure is far from over, but for the first time, he is prepared for whatever comes next.
Rebirth Of The God Of War

Rebirth Of The God Of War

The moralities and laws were all destroyed since the apocalypse came. During this time, even Hollywood celebrities, superstars, and supermodels were willing to spend a night with anyone in bed in exchange for a piece of bread. This was how horrible the situation was. But the good thing was, there were no constraints. You could do whatever you want. However, a world without order was hell. Human beings struggled to survive hunger and attacks of ferocious monsters every day. At night, I had to sleep with rotten corpses just to keep myself safe. During the day, I fought with monsters just to get a piece of cheap bread. I lived in this cruel world for twenty years, full of fear. And my agony only stopped when I was torn into pieces by a monster. Instead of feeling bad, I was even relieved. Finally, everything was over. However, I was wrong. My life didn't end there. I was able to open my eyes again, only to be shocked to find that I was in a peaceful university I went to twenty years ago. No more foul smell of blood, no rotten bodies, and no ferocious monsters. I could breathe fresh air and see energetic young men and women in front of me. Wasn't it incredible? I was joyful and excited. I didn't actually die. I was reborn and went back to the time a month before the apocalypse. Now that I was reborn, I must enjoy a month of peace and comfort. I couldn't let myself fall into despair again, so I had to be well-prepared. As a result, I didn't hesitate even to commit a crime. I found a man from a wealthy family who was about to become a supervillain. I pushed him off the cliff, took his wealth, and used it to everything I needed to set up my own base. This time, I would become the savior of mankind.
My Cold Hearted Ex Husband

My Cold Hearted Ex Husband

As soon as I entered the house, I immediately saw Axlle sitting on the sofa while a woman I just saw was staring at me. He looked at me with no emotion before returning his gaze to the girl on his right. I held my breath before passing them. I'm used to being like this all the time. There wasn't a day or night that Axlle didn't bring another woman into the house. But it's not because I love him, I'll just let it be like this forever. I entered my room and there my tears fell spontaneously. I promise that this will be the last time I cry to him. I went to my drawer and took out a brown envelope that he gave me. He gave it to me a long time ago but only now did I dare to open it. I was depressed by what I saw. An annulment paper with his signature. So he has been putting up with me for a long time. He has been waiting for a long time to get rid of me. I wiped my tears and immediately took a ballpen from my bag. Even if it hurts, even if it's hard, I'll still do it. I hurt myself too much just because of loving him. After I signed everything, I packed up. I don't care where I end up. As soon as I came down, I couldn't help but feel hurt because of what I saw. The way he kissed the girl. The way he moon. That I have never experienced from him. I sighed again before approaching them. Even though it hurt, I put a brown envelope on the table. They stopped and gave me a bad look. "What's this?!.."Axlle asked me angrily. I didn't answer him but I just turned around with my suitcases. "I know you've been waiting for this for a long time. I know you have put up with me for a long time. Forgive me, I was too blind in my love for you. I don't even think about how you feel . So now, I've set you free. You're free.." words I told him before I completely left him. It hurts me but it's necessary. I lived then without him by my side and with me. And I will make sure that I will live like the times when he was not in my life.