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The Quiet Things We Hide

Hawkins is small, but its secrets are big. Will Byers has always kept to himself — sketching in quiet corners, surviving on routine, and hiding from the chaos that seems to follow him no matter where he goes. Mike Wheeler has his own battles: trying to fit in, trying to be brave, trying to keep himself together when everything feels like it’s spiraling. When fate (or recklessness) throws them together, they discover something neither expected: someone who sees them, someone who matters. But the quiet comfort of connection doesn’t last long. A night out spirals into tragedy. Chrissy Cunningham, a friend, is found dead, and Eddie Munson — a boy who’s always been different — is accused. The town turns on him. Loyalties are tested. Friendships are stretched to breaking. And the lines between right and wrong blur with every step through the dark streets and shadowed woods of Hawkins. As Hopper hunts for the truth, as Jason and his friends chase vengeance, and as Max joins the hunt to protect those she cares about, Will and Mike find themselves not only confronting danger but their own feelings, discovering what it truly means to trust someone — and to be brave enough to love, even in fear. The Quiet Things We Hide is a tense, cinematic, small-town drama about friendship, first love, moral grey areas, and the costs of loyalty when everything you care about is on the line. Disclaimer This story contains sexual themes, strong language, and explores queer identities and relationships as a central focus. If you are homophobic, uncomfortable with LGBTQ+ topics, or sensitive to discussions of sexuality, identity, and emotional intimacy, this story is not for you. Please choose to leave now. This space is not up for debate.
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I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!

After transmigrating into a book he had just finished reading, Eric found himself cast as the villainous cannon fodder. The original owner of the body was secretly and wholeheartedly in love with Max, the tribe's strongest warrior, but Max and Michael had grown up together and gradually developed feelings for each other. The original owner tried every means to obstruct them, was eventually exiled by the tribe, and died a miserable death from hunger and cold that winter. Many races existed on this continent, and he was not even human. Eric looked at the piece of grilled meat before him, burnt black as charcoal, and a handful of beans so hard they felt like they could chip his teeth. He looked up at the thatched roof that leaked rain in the summer and let snow through in the winter. Behind him, a small lion cub was wailing for food. Oh, and this little lion cub was also the story's devoted second male lead. The first step was to improve his life. What, the beastmen do not know how to farm? No problem, they can learn. Then they would not have to starve during the winter. Thatched huts, mud houses, and tents could all be replaced! The arrogant Elf race had a strong affinity for plants, which was perfect for farming, and the Dragon race could breathe fire, which was perfect for firing bricks! Humans called the Fantasy Dream Continent a cursed land. Later, a wandering poet would tell tales of the Snow Wolf Tribe who lived there, possessing all sorts of delicacies and fine, home-brewed wine whose aroma could travel for ten miles, leaving a rich aftertaste. Once the rumor spread, countless adventuring parties and mercenaries felt compelled to explore the land, even at the risk of being beaten half to death. Eric utilized the advantages of his bloodline, diligently farming and building infrastructure, leading the tribe toward a better life. It was just that one day he would pick up a prince of the Human race, and the next, a prince of the Elf race. With a prince of the Beastman Kingdom already in his house, Eric was at his wit's end. Perhaps I should just build a nation for all of you! And another thing, you, the main male lead, stop hovering around me! ... Auther: Please forgive my mistakes, as English is not my first language. I appreciate your understanding!
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