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Academy novels. If you take notice, most of them are about nameless characters, professors, and villains. And another aspect is that there is only one academy or that same academy is declared the strongest. However, Aestrea, a successful award-winning actor, actually gets transmigrated into one of those novels. Instead, he finds himself transmigrated into the body of the most powerful student at the Weakest Academy. Just at the time of the academy's competition... –––––––––––– Discord: https://discord.gg/dp865x8BfZ - Tags: Anti-Hero MC | Nonchalant MC | Gore | Virgins | Harem | Yandere | Milf | No-Sex Toys | No-Futanari | No-Yuri | No-Netorare | Kinky Heroines | Obsessed Heroines | Misunderstandings | Smart MC | Bipolar MC | Strength-based Social Hierarchy | Strong Love Interests | Teacher & Student Relationship | Sugar Mommies | Reincarnation | Devoted Love Interests | Cold Love Interest | Spirits | Sword & Magic | Strong Wealthy Characters | Special Abilities | Slice Of Life

Sugar & Sin She’s a mafia queen in boots and blood. She’s a soft girl with bunny teeth and big dreams. One kills without blinking. The other bargains for mangoes. When cold-blooded Nyx crosses paths with sunshine-sweet Aster, Bangkok isn’t ready. Love isn’t in the plan. But bullets don’t ask for permission. And neither do girls like them. One born to rule. One born to survive. Let the city burn. This is sugar. This is sin.

Synopsis Il y a 1 an, les premiers « Portails » se sont ouverts. Le ciel s'était brisé, des fissures s'étaient formées. C'était la "Grande catastrophe". Des milliers de démons sortaient des fissures qui s'étaient créées et commencèrent à massacrer les humains, qui étaient sans défenses, sans pitié. Les humains étaient impuissants face à des ennemis possédant une puissance et des pouvoirs surnaturels. Ils ne pouvaient être que de simple spectateurs, et des victimes. Mais un jour, un certain humain s'est ''éveillé''. Il avait obtenu des pouvoirs spéciaux, des pouvoirs surnaturels qui pouvait lui permettre de se battre d'égal à égal avec les différentes armées. Suite à ça, de nombreux humains se sont eux aussi éveillés. Ce fût le début de la formation de l'armée du monde humain, Terra. C'est ainsi que les préludes de la guerre du 'Ragnarök' débutèrent.

After successfully reaching Core Formation Stage, forming the Golden Core, Bai LangTian was betrayed by his own Master. His core was ripped from his body and he was thrown from a mountain cliff down a valley full of demonic beasts. However, he survived the fall. Now, in that cursed valley crawling with demonic beasts, with his old cultivation path destroyed, Langtian has found another path: Demonic Cultivation. To reclaim his strength and take revenge, he must consume the flesh and essence of ten thousand demonic beasts. _______________________ I will also be posting on Royal Road

Yang Qing sighed as he gazed upon the black building that stood tall piercing the skies above with an inviolable aura around it. "The Order sure is black-hearted," he angrily thought as he made his way into the building begrudgingly. The building could be considered his home away from home and a source of endless grief for him due to its unforgiving working hours. The building housed the courtrooms of the Cultivation Order Society, an organization founded to maintain a semblance of order in the ruthless cultivation world of the southern continent who if left to their own devices would sink the whole continent to the ground. Due to how impetuous cultivators were, the cases never stopped. "Yi Jie, what do we have today?" "Two cultivators at the palace realm fought over a treasure and destroyed half of the territory of the blue deer kingdom in their fight, A rogue cultivator is suing the owner of the falling meteor blacksmith shop for selling him a faulty saber that keeps attracting lightning tribulations. A cultivator suffering from pill poisoning is blaming it on the white hilltop restaurant as he suspects they are feeding their spirit beasts pills to make them bigger and fatter. And the last case is 500 families are suing a cultivator by the name of Ren Fu for being negligent as a husband and a father whilst also pilfering their resources dry as he moves from place to place.," Awkward silence ensues........... Join me as we follow Yang Qing in his role as a judge in the Cultivation Order Society with cases and troubles that never seem to end. Fair warning the story has multiple POVs. Re-edited chapter (50/50) Second milestone (79/150) All support matters whether it's power stones, comments, reviews, golden tickets, subscriptions, or those who buy privilege chapters or even lurking readers..I welcome all your support in whatever format it comes in and I thank you for it, It really does mean a lot, especially to rookie authors like myself.

When Chen Ke got electrocuted while gaming during a blackout, he didn’t expect to wake up in a world filled with demon armies, nine-headed dragons, and sword-wielding giants. Even more absurd—his soul now resides in the weak, sickly body of a fourteen-year-old noble heir in the war-torn Haotian Continent. But the real twist? A single strand of chest hair transforms into the very mouse he used to game with—now bound to his soul and unlocking supernatural powers with a simple click! [ Ding! Skill copied successfully. ] [ Ding! Enemy cultivation cleared.] [ Ding! Do you want to change the timeline?] Armed with a game-like system and his trusty mouse, Chen Ke can copy abilities, format enemies, and even send demon kings to the recycling bin! But with limited mental power and a world full of cultivators, monsters, and political schemes, surviving won’t be as easy as just clicking “yes.”

Updates twice daily 1000 word chapters  Hou Zhigong, formally Saviour, learns about spirit arts, magic, blood formations, swordsmanship and all sorts of different powers. He only has one goal, the protect his people. But over and over again he fails, now he vows to learn TRUE CULTIVATION and grow stronger!!!

The hierarchy of Tao Cultivation is strict, and the life of a Loose Cultivator is difficult. At the age of ten, Mo Hua's Sea of Consciousness conjured a Taoist Stele. It could forge Divine Sense, learn Formation. Mo Hua would use the Taoist Stele to craft the Supreme Divine Sense, to comprehend the various heavenly Formations, and to strive for the Longevity Road. He would change not only his own destiny but also the destiny of all bottom-tier cultivators under the heavens. (Traditional Xianxia, no system, Formation genre, growth genre)

Cultivation is about refining oneself and one's heart. The heavens and earth are the furnace, creation is the work, yin and yang are the carbon, the myriad paths are the copper, and with a steadfast Dao heart, one can refine a Primordial Dao Fruit. Refining pills, refining tools, refining formations, refining talismans, refining swords, refining souls, refining medicine, refining plagues, refining demons, refining devils, refining the heart, refining worlds, refining the Dao... Everything in nature can be refined! This is what Xuan Qing says. If you provoke him, he will even refine the Heavenly Dao to show you! Of course, this all began the day he joined the Jie sect...

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!" Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life. Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited. A single ember can set the fields ablaze. Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age! In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones! If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven! "Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—" Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees. "Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

In this vast world, where the strong rule and the weak are trampled. From the moment I drew breath into this world, misfortune clung to me like a curse. The night I was born, the skies turned blood-red, and the Demon Clan descended from the heavens like a swarm of locusts. They destroyed everything-my village, my family, my entire world. My father fought to his last breath, wielding a broken blade against the tides of darkness. My mother through her tears, used her final life force to carve divine runes into the earth, sealing me within a celestial formation… and with that, she vanished into the ashes of history. I survived. But what is survival… when everything you love has been reduced to dust? I was orphaned by fate. Raised by suffering. Named by sorrow. In this world where strength reigns supreme, I was cast aside as a cripple, powerless and forgotten. But in the depths of despair, a fire was born. I vowed beneath the heavens: One day, I will make the gods remember my name. I walk the path of defiance. I cultivate through pain, rage, and vengeance. I do not kneel. I do not beg. I will rise from ashes to legend, from mortal to sovereign. Let the heavens bear witness I am Ling Ye. And this is the story of how I shattered fate… and became the Martial Sovereign.

Seorang siswa SMA yang tipikal dan lemah mendapatkan Sistem Teknologi SuperPeradaban. Dari remahan akademik menjadi anak emas akademik, dari yang lemah menjadi kuat. Jenius bola basket, peretas tingkat atas, bijak medis, taikun bisnis... Memperkuat bangsa melalui teknologi, mengangkat Huaxia kita yang hebat!

El día que el taoísta Wang Ye bajó de la montaña Hermana mayor: "Te regalo un hotel de mil millones de dólares, sígueme." Segunda hermana mayor: "Un corazón sanador, Wang Ye, ven a trabajar como Médico Divino en mi clínica." Tercera hermana mayor: "La hermana mayor quiere llevarte a conquistar toda la industria del entretenimiento." Quinta hermana mayor: "Wang Ye, a partir de hoy, eres el maestro evaluador jefe en mi negocio de tasación de tesoros." Sexta hermana mayor: "Vuela por los cielos azules y viaja por el mundo conmigo." Cuarta hermana mayor: "Sigue a la cuarta hermana mayor, no te equivocarás..." Ah... ¡Las hermanas mayores son demasiado formidables, qué dilema!

In a vast world of cultivation, where yin and yang shape fate, and the lines between good and evil blur, five great clans rule over the land. Among them, the Lingxiao Clan (凌霄族)—known for its elegance, swordsmanship, and archery—stands as the fourth most revered. From this clan comes a boy born without a golden core or spiritual qi. His name is Ling Yiran (凌逸然)—graceful, free-spirited, and untamed. Though he is the youngest son of the clan leader, he is forbidden to cultivate, to fight, or even to wield a blade. His days are spent painting, playing, studying—locked within the mansion’s walls. But behind his quiet smiles is a secret life. At night, Yiran sneaks into the Forbidden Library, hidden deep in the mountains of Lingxiao territory, to learn long-lost arts none dare to touch. At 17, he is invited alongside his siblings to the Jinyue Clan (锦月族)—the second most powerful clan, famed for music cultivation, and bound by more than 10,000 sacred rules. Known for their discipline and emotional restraint, the Jinyue clan is a place where mistakes are not forgiven. His companions: His noble and composed older sister, Ling Qingxue (凌清雪) His lively, mischievous younger twin brothers: — Ling Yuze (凌昱泽) — Ling Yuhan (凌昱寒) They arrive at the gates of the Jinyue Clan. Everyone presents their invitation—but Yiran, of course, forgets his. The guards refuse him entry. Just then, a cold and beautiful young man appears, dressed in white robes. A red spirit thread coils around his wrist, and a blue spiritual sword hangs at his side. His face is expressionless, his gaze sharp as frost. He is Jin Suoxue (锦索雪), the Young Master of the Jinyue Clan—distant, cold, and feared by many. His name means “Bound in Snow”, and his heart is rumored to be just as frozen. Yiran, ever defiant, calls out to him without formality. “Hey, cold-face!” Everyone freezes. Jin Suoxue merely replies: “No invitation, no entry.” And walks away without a second glance. Furious, Yiran leaves, only to return later—with his scroll, snacks, and alcohol. But as he nears the gate, a formation sends him flying, his precious gifts broken. He grits his teeth, draws a black talisman, and writes glowing red characters in the air:“Distract.” The gate formation shatters briefly, letting him slip inside while sipping the one bottle that survived. A low voice stops him. “Oh... it’s you again.” And so begins the tale of sword and flute—of a spirited boy with no cultivation and a cold genius bound by rules. Their clash will awaken forgotten arts... and perhaps, a bond destined to defy the heavens. ————— Disclaimer: Book cover not mine. Credit to the rightful owner.

Der Tag, an dem der Taoist Wang Ye den Berg herunterkam Älteste ältere Schwester: "Ich schenke dir ein Milliarden-Dollar-Hotel, folge mir." Zweite ältere Schwester: "Das Herz eines Heilers, Wang Ye, komm und arbeite als göttlicher Arzt in meiner Klinik." Dritte ältere Schwester: "Die ältere Schwester will mit dir die gesamte Unterhaltungsindustrie erobern." Fünfte ältere Schwester: "Wang Ye, von heute an bist du der oberste Schätzmeister in meinem Schatzschätzungsgeschäft." Sechste ältere Schwester: "Fliege durch den blauen Himmel und bereise die Welt mit mir." Vierte ältere Schwester: "Folge der vierten älteren Schwester, dann kannst du nichts falsch machen..." Ah... Die älteren Schwestern sind zu beeindruckend, was für ein Dilemma!

The Steppeborn: The Art of War and the Broken Path The steppe was never conquered. It was unmade. The Orontai rode like wind across the grasslands, their breath bound to sky and silence, not cities or thrones. But the Zhong Empire came with iron phalanxes and talismans of fire. They did not bring war. They brought extinction. Altan was born to that vanishing. A child without elemental gift. Voiceless. Spirit-null. Unwanted. Yet when the Zhong burned the clans, he did not beg. He fought. And when his mother, the last Flamecaller, stood alone on the ridge and whispered “Run,” he obeyed. Not to survive. But to remember. Hunted and broken, he fled west to the edge of the world, a place left blank on every chart, not out of myth, but because no one who entered ever returned. There, in the forbidden abyss known only in old blood and older fear, he fell into something deeper than legend. A chasm where cultivation dies and pain speaks. When he returned, the war had changed. But so had he. As phalanx legions rise and empires tighten their grip, a different kind of war begins. Formations clash in passes narrow as memory. Shields lock. Spears break. Blood spills in the thousands. There are no gods here. No destiny. Only discipline, silence, and the will to endure. And the storm no longer comes from the sky. It rises from the chasm. "This story is also being published on RoyalRoad.com under the same title and author."

In a world shattered by its own sins, monsters walk beside men—beasts born not of darkness alone, but of the very rot festering in human hearts. They are the Never-Weres—soulless, heartless abominations that stalk the living and raze all good that dares to stand in their path. Against them rise the Never-Slayers, fierce warriors tasked with shielding the fragile remnants of humanity from annihilation. Behind the fortified walls of the iron-willed city of Kharvald, a young woman lives in quiet solitude. With no family to comfort her and no one to whom she belongs, she bears her pain in silence. She is Ori—radiant, determined, and quietly burning with ambition. Orphaned by fate, left only with a crumbling bakery and an impossible dream, Ori kneads dough and frosts cakes to survive. Her hands, though soft from sugar and flour, carry the calluses of secret training, of quiet resilience. For though she sells sweets to the city’s tired souls, what she truly craves is something far more dangerous: To become a Never-Slayer. She hides her training, shelters her hope—but deep down, she knows. She is far from the warriors who stand against the dark. Her dream is a flicker in a storm. Until it appears. The Sun-Wielder System—a mysterious force, ancient and godlike, a gift from a being—chooses her. It whispers of strength. Of glory. Of power beyond what any Never-Slayer has ever known. And Ori, starved for purpose and clinging to the dream her parents never saw, accepts. She accepts with every corner of her heart, every shard of her broken past. If this greed—this hunger for meaning—can become her salvation, she will chase it into fire and shadow. But such gifts never come free. And the price? May burn brighter than the sun itself.

The Dao Court has ruled the world of cultivators for over twenty thousand years. The noble families maintain a strict hierarchy, making life difficult for independent cultivators. At ten years old, Mo Hua, who comes from a background of independent cultivators, struggles with his cultivation journey. This changes when a Dao stele appears in his mind. The stele is damaged and mysterious, but it can enhance spiritual awareness and help understand mystical formations. Mo Hua plans to use this stele to develop a supreme spiritual awareness, learn the secrets of celestial formations, and pursue the ultimate path of immortality. His goal is to change not only his own destiny but also the destiny of all lesser cultivators across the world. The path to greatness starts with the smallest steps, and the journey to immortality is long and challenging. Through dense fog and treacherous terrains, past horrors and chaos, where demons dance wildly, he must plant the seeds of his spiritual quest, survive the deadliest of trials, and prove his worth on every dangerous step… In the grand scheme of heaven, where the universe is the game board and all creatures its pieces, the strategic game of life and death begins, shaping destinies through its intricate moves… Immortality Through Array Formations, Asking About Longevity, Asking for Immortality, The Quest for Immortality, 阵问长生

``` [Agriculture]+[Espace]+[Réconfortante]+[Prospérité]+[Vaincre la racaille] Mo Yan, réduite en cendres par une explosion, renaissait à l'époque ancienne, devenant une petite fille de fermiers en fuite de la famine ! Au-dessus d'elle, un père Érudit gentil et beau - pas mal ! En dessous d'elle, une paire de frères et sœurs jeunes et adorables - très bien ! Mais vraiment, elle avait l'impression de mourir une seconde fois, vous savez ? Être en fuite, sans nourriture, boisson ou abri était une chose, mais devoir toujours se garder des méchants qui pourraient la capturer pour combler leur faim en était une autre ! Heureusement, son Espace évolutif de sa vie précédente l'avait suivie, mais quoi diable - cet incroyable Espace avec des montagnes, de l'eau et de la viande à manger avait été formaté ! Face à une situation désespérée, Mo Yan raviva son esprit combatif : Et alors si c'est formaté, je ferai quand même fortune et bâtirai ma richesse juste au pied de la Cité Impériale ! Tailler dans les montagnes, planter des vergers, acheter des magasins, construire des maisons... il n'en manquera pas un seul ! Mais... il y a tant de fauteurs de troubles aux yeux verts ! Ta ferme est à toi ? Ici, je te piégerai à mort sans discussion ! Tu veux devenir ma belle-mère ? Bien, je t'enverrai une bande de veufs ! Mère te cherche ? Tiens, prends les papiers du divorce, garde-les, ne me remercie pas ! ... Quoi ? Un bel homme fait sa proposition ? Euh, ça... devrais-je me jeter sur lui ? PS : 1. Insister sur l'agriculture sans faiblir + querelle domestique atypique + absence d'intrigue de palais 2. Le style d'écriture est assez sérieux, et les valeurs sont normales (ne pas exclure les caprices occasionnels de l'auteur) Liens vers des œuvres complétées : [La Jeune Fille de la Ferme Abandonnée : Une Belle Campagne] Lien : http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [La Fille Légitime du Général à ne Pas Provoquer] Lien : http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html ```

"And what do you know about harmonizing?" Xiao Yue looked at him as if he had just spit on her ancestor's grave. "Me? I'm the CEO of the Inner Dao. I have a Master's in Spiritual Synergy and a triple Ph.D. in Multitasking Cultivation, with honors in 'Qi Optimization Under Pressure.' Should I show you my resume, or would you prefer a PowerPoint presentation on my celestial achievements?" Kenji Tanaka was a Japanese CEO with the soul of a spreadsheet: cold, analytical, and completely allergic to improvisation. He died like any good executive: from an excess of meetings. Now, he's Kenji, a nobody in a world of cultivators, dragons, absurd sects, and spiritual manuals that take ten lifetimes to read. Martial talent? Zero. Ability to shatter mountains with a single blow? Nil. A master plan to turn chaos into a celestial startup, KPIs and all? Absolutely. They are the unstoppable force. He is the guy with the plan, the tea, and the to-do list. While his harem of martial geniuses smashes armies as if they were piñatas, Kenji optimizes formations, improves techniques, manages internal conflicts, and turns alchemy into a production line. He doesn't fight, he doesn't scream, he doesn't cultivate like a madman. He outsources the violence. Because cultivating like crazy is optional,but leading with efficiency is mandatory.

Bruce died and woke up one day in a different universe. Humanity in this universe is one of the strongest races, and they comfortably sit on top of the universal food chain. People here had the opportunity to awaken their talents and step into the path of evolution, allowing them to destroy stars with a flick of their fingers and possess mystical, unfathomable powers... Bruce possesses the [Infinite Cipher] granting him an infinite storage of skills that refreshes every week! “I thought your skill was useless...?!” ”What do you mean, slow down time?!” “What do you mean, you discovered alchemy and formations?!” “What do you mean, you have 72 types of immortality?!” “This is completely unreasonable!!” While others struggled to acquire the skills on their evolutionary pathway, Bruce skills refresh every week... “I'm just a bit talented, that's all.”

I am the youngest son of the Jaegal clan’s leader — and a failure. At twelve, they discovered I suffered from an incurable condition: I couldn’t cultivate or manipulate formations. To my family, that was the same as being dead. Without honor or future, I was sent to a place no one took seriously: the Low Mist Sect — a handful of forgotten monks in the mountains, with no warriors, no reputation, no power. The only thing they cultivate is silence. Mocked as cowards and laughed at by the entire murim world, they never raise swords — but they know exactly where swords will fall. And it was there, among shadows and silence… that I began to see the world as it truly is.

Atlas, a typical drinking gamer, stumbled upon a game called World Weaver, a simulator that would let him shape an entire world in his own universe. What he didn’t expect was to wake up the next morning, floating above the very world he had slept to life. Follow Atlas in his journey to strengthen his world in preparation for a future conflict against other Weavers. At the same time, experience his world and its growth through an anthology format. Read as new characters emerge, experience challenges, and grow. Discord: https://discord.gg/Uw2EBTwFkT

On an ordinary day, an inventory livestream descended upon the dimensional multiverse. Those who were selected all had a faint blue light screen appear before them. Immediately after, large characters appeared in front of them. 《 Dimensional World Inventory — Top 10 Famous Scenes 》  Scene 1: One person, one sword, guarding a city, battling seventy thousand... Scene ***: The man who almost kicked out the grand finale, Eight Gates Formation! Might Guy! Scene ***: Menma, I found you! Scene ***: ..... As one scene after another of regretful characters appeared, everyone watching the scenes shed tears. Monkey D. Luffy: That's amazing, one person, one sword, not only fought against seventy thousand people, but also returned alive? Uzumaki Naruto: I didn't expect that seemingly ordinary guy to be so powerful! Uchiha Sasuke: The one who made the final save was actually you. Jinta Yadomi: Menma, we found you~ Everyone: Menma, we found you~ Honma Meiko "Menma": Hi! I've been found!

Li Yun was once Lin Chen, a modern martial arts enthusiast who dies suddenly and finds himself reborn as a frail twelve-year-old outer sect disciple in the Ironheart Sect, a minor faction within the vast cultivation realm of Qiandao. His new body is cursed with shattered spiritual roots and chronic illness. Everyone expects him to die before adulthood. But he refuses to surrender to fate. Armed with knowledge of human physiology, scientific methods, and modern martial arts, he devises ways to refine his fragile body: enhancing blood circulation, training muscle and breath, and slowly forcing open the gates of cultivation that should have been forever closed to him. In a world where strength dictates life and death, Li Yun becomes obsessed with a single goal: to survive long enough to step beyond mortality. He remains low-key, disguising his progress as he delves into countless disciplines—blacksmithing, alchemy, formations, beast taming—quietly laying foundations for a future no one suspects. Across centuries, he transforms from a dying boy into a hidden master whose name, whispered only in rumors, evokes both awe and dread.

What happens when reality starts to bug out and your life as you know it is flipped upside down? Anomalies that couldn't possibly exist start to pop out of nowhere. This was the exact situation Magnus found himself in after a bizarre glitch yanked him from his own universe and tossed him into another. In this new, fantastical world brimming with magic and supernatural phenomena, Magnus's unexpected arrival landed him in possession of the Command Console, a tool that seems to be able to edit almost anything. With it, Magnus creates a variety of supernatural abilities that defy all common sense, even in a world of fantasy. Whether it was one that granted him truly endless strength or the ability to create detailed simulations of reality within his own mind, anything was possible. But Magnus isn't the only instance of such logic-defying abilities. All over the world, glitches are starting to manifest in weird ways: a brick that could knock anything unconscious with a single touch, a child whose perception of the world could affect reality, or even a woman who was, inexplicably, everyone's mother—there seemed to be no rhyme or reason behind any of them. When faced with all of these chaotic elements, Magnus comes to a decision. "Alright, if these are all glitches, then I'll simply have to be the one to fix them." Release Schedule: Monday, Wednesday & Friday. (Around 7:11 PM Eastern Standard Time) - This novel is also being posted on Royalroad, and can be read here; https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/84118/when-fantasy-glitches The Royalroad version is 10 Chapters ahead and has the original format.

The Dewan Group, also known as the Dewan Mushtaq Group (DMG), is one of Pakistan's most prominent and diversified industrial conglomerates. Established approximately 80 years ago, the group has evolved into a professionally managed entity with a significant presence in various sectors. Throughout the 1990s, DMG's flagship company, Dewan Salman Fibre, was recognized as the top-rated private company in Pakistan. The group's industrial diversity was unparalleled, encompassing nine listed companies across sectors such as textiles, synthetic fibers, sugar and allied products, oil and gas exploration, automotive assembly and parts manufacturing, cement, and general trading. In the automotive sector, DMG was notable for distributing luxury brands like BMW and Rolls Royce in Pakistan. The group also ventured into retail with DMART shops and employed approximately 16,000 individuals at its peak. Despite facing financial challenges in the late 2000s, including significant debt defaults, the Dewan Group has remained a key player in Pakistan's industrial landscape. Its commitment to economic growth and sectoral diversification continues to contribute significantly to the country's development. Today, the Dewan Group comprises over 17 companies, employing more than 12,000 personnel, with an annual turnover of around Rs. 46 billion (USD 759 million) and fixed assets exceeding Rs. 27 billion (USD 447 million).

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] -------------------- Discord link--https://discord.gg/9gxbPb6Gqb ------------------ In the middle of nowhere, where there was no beginning nor end, a voice echoed, shaking the space a little. “NO!!! This was not why I died; I have to go back. Fu—.” Noah, who was the god in a magical world, dies at the hand of a weak mage. It seemed everything was under his control, but he panicked when his plans seemed to have fallen apart because of the interference of an unknown entity. Reborn in the body of a 14-year-old boy, Noah cursed his fate; he was in a completely different world where Qi is used instead of magical power. Noah did not lose hope and used his trump card, and something weird happened with it too. He looked at the fairy in front of him looking back without any emotions on her face. She gave him a mountain of gold while claiming. “Here, take it all, because from now on, ‘I am your Sugar Mommy~!’” … Noah was speechless at her exclamation; his eyes resembled those of a dead person. ‘I, The Mage god feared by all, got a sugar mommy….’ ---------------------- Additional tags: Character Building, Smart MC does not care about the beauty of a woman. Killing, a new type of face-slapping (only used on special people), and fast-paced. ---------------------- Show your lovely support if you like the story! How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! Golden Ticket! Gift is the best way to boost my motivation

A newbie author suddenly came up with an idea for his new novel to practice his writing skills, but he blacked out after thinking of a name for it. Waking up from his slumber, he found himself in a strange white room that healed all of his scars and injuries. That's not the only strange thing, as he also sees everything from 2 perspectives: one from his original body and the other from a girl who is completely unrelated to him. Now both bodies shared a consciousness, his consciousness, it tried to find an answer by checking through the memories of the two bodies, but it only found his, the attempt to find her memory was met with failure. Her memories are nowhere to be found, and the only clue it has is a hole in the middle of her shirt splattered with blood, indicating that she had lost her life due to a stab to the heart. Accompany them in their adventure within the place that he gave the name to: Battle Tower This novel is in the format of the character narrating their own adventures so there will be a lot of things omitted since they aren't omnipresence or omniscience and the narrator can lie.

Z-List actress Skylar Vance has been dogged by controversy since her debut. Vilified for her curves and drowned in tabloid scandals, she’s branded a "sex symbol" by ruthless industry rivals. Studio sabotage, smear campaigns, and predatory gossip columns have trapped her career in limbo for years. Enter Silas Sterling, the Ivy League-educated CEO of Sterling Holdings. A titan of Wall Street whose strategic ruthlessness reshaped entire industries, he reigns from a gilded throne—yet his icy demeanor has alienated family and colleagues alike. To the world, he’s untouchable. To those who know him? Unbearable. When a freak accident swaps their bodies, Skylar wakes up as the feared billionaire—and accidentally sets about revolutionizing Sterling Holdings with radiant empathy: She starts her days with warm family check-ins, showers subordinates with genuine care, rolls out irresistible employee perks, and lavishes compliments on her secretary's stunning new perm. Meanwhile, Silas storms through Skylar’s world like a corporate Category 5 hurricane: suing tabloids into oblivion, blacklisting scheming rivals, and warning online trolls with signature legal threats. The Internet Explodes: Forum Post: WHO is Skylar Vance’s sugar daddy? Her rise from Z-list to A-list reeks of shady backing! Tabloids froth with theories about her mysterious benefactor—until Sterling Holdings’ notoriously reclusive CEO drops a bombshell on live TV: "I’m bankrolling my own girlfriend’s career. Got a problem with that?"