I Just Can'T Get Enough Traduzione

Asher never liked following the rules. In his old world, he was just a regular guy, stuck with the same boring life and no real power. But when he got thrown into a new world, he thought things would finally be different. Instead, he became an extra. Just another background character with no special abilities, no status. It pissed him off. How could he, someone who always wanted to break free and live on his own terms, end up like this again, even in a new world? Then, the System appeared. [Ding] [System implementation process begins; you are chosen to inherit a personalized System. You can choose to become a Great Hero or an Evil Villain. By completing tasks assigned to you based on the path you choose, you can earn mystical rewards, wealth, and power beyond your wildest imagination. Do you accept the System?] Asher stared at the glowing message, his frustration boiling over. Hero? That was a joke. Heroes followed rules, played by society’s ideals, and lived to help others. He’d had enough of that nonsense. “I don’t need to be a hero,” Asher muttered, his voice laced with contempt. “I’ve been held back enough. I’m done with that. I’ll do things my way.” Without a second thought, he clicked on the Villain option. He wasn’t about to waste time pretending to be someone he wasn’t. [Ding] [Villain path chosen. Rewards will be granted upon completion of tasks.] A cold, wicked grin spread across Asher’s face. This was it. No more being an extra. No more following anyone’s rules. Now, he had the chance to take control, to carve out his own future with power, wealth, and freedom. The world would bend to his will. “Who says I can’t be a villain?” Asher whispered, a dangerous gleam in his eyes. "Let them try to stop me." ***** No NTR , No Yuri

The strongest hero in the world… has no idea what the hell he’s doing. For five years, he wrote a fantasy webnovel about the most overpowered protagonist imaginable. A flawless, dramatic, world-shaking hero with a name so long it might actually summon something if said aloud. But after an untimely death, the author wakes up in the body of his own creation, Lucien Aetherion Valeforge, Archmage of the Ninth Flame, Scion of the World Tree, Savior of Realms, etc., etc. Now trapped in the very world he built, one riddled with plot holes, half-baked side quests, and a barely functional magic system, he has no choice but to pretend he knows what he’s doing. Unfortunately, the world isn’t playing along. The villain seems dangerously self-aware. The party he wrote as jokes now has real personalities, real problems, and real trauma. His most powerful spells come with side effects he never bothered to define. And worst of all? Everyone expects him to act like the perfect hero he never actually was. Armed with absurd power and absolutely zero preparedness, he’ll have to navigate his own unstable story, dodge his own writing mistakes, and try not to accidentally destroy the world he once created just for fun.

Kenji, a normal human saw a strange portal and went inside.Thats when a strange sistem appeared in front of his face with level 1 after he decided to join a guild and kill monsters so he will get stronger and level up in his was he found many friends and that's when he had a team, the team decided to get level 100, a level that no one was able to get and many adventures went by until they reached the level they where searching for.. Level 100.

“When blood ties are bound by lies...” Thandeka Zulu never asked to be part of a criminal empire. But when secrets surrounding her true identity resurface, she’s caught in the crossfire between love, power, and betrayal. As Jozi’s streets burn with silent wars and hidden agendas, the truth about her family, her inheritance, and her enemies becomes more dangerous than bullets. IMFIHLO is a slow-burning African family crime thriller — packed with political secrets, layered loyalties, and the price of power in a world where trust is deadlier than betrayal. Sometimes, your bloodline is your biggest threat.

Adam was a kid with a harsh childhood born into a poor family that struggled each day just to make ends meet. On his 11th birthday he was gifted a laptop which let him play "Theatre Of The Gods" it was his only escape from his harsh reality. As the years went by he tried his best to conquer his fate of mediocrity and became a nouveau riche playboy at a very young age. But what happened? Adam ends up being stabbed in the chest by a vengeful ex lover he doesn't even remember the name of? What else? Instead of dying he becomes a villain in his favorite game called Adam Alastair Dacre with no physical abilities and talent who dies in every possible outcome of the game's story. Adam slams his desk with rage and announces to the world: "IT HAD TO BE THIS BULLSH*T WORLD THAT'S JUST A CHESSBOARD FOR THE GODS??? WATCH ME AS I FLIP THE ENTIRE BOARD!!! ". This time Adam will go all out with all the knowledge he had from the game.

I died. Not in some glorious battle or noble sacrifice — I was hit by a van. Yes, a van. Probably delivering tofu. When I opened my eyes, I was kneeling in a celestial void, dressed in a golden wedding gown, staring up at a man who looked like he had been sculpted from stars and shadows. “By divine pact and fallen starlight, you are now my wife,” he said. Excuse me, what? He claims I begged him for this. That I traded my life, my soul, and my future... in exchange for justice. I don’t remember any of it. I don’t remember him. But Lucien — the God of the Underworld — remembers everything. He says he loves me. He says I chose him. He says there's no way out. And the worst part? There are markings on my body I’ve never seen before, visions I can’t explain, and a gnawing feeling that… This isn’t the first time I’ve died.

Alex Darvin is an ordinary man with an extraordinary gift: he can do anything simply because he can. From defeating the most formidable foes to solving the most complex problems , Alex’s abilities know no bounds. His power is not limited by physical, logical, or metaphysical constraints. He can alter reality, manifest objects, and overcome any challenge with a mere thought. Living a quiet life in a small town, Alex keeps his abilities hidden, using them only when absolutely necessary. However, his peaceful existence is shattered when a mysterious organization discovers his powers and seeks to exploit them for their own gain. but then don't know what is awaiting them.

The world changed overnight. Magic surged into reality, and with it came a system: everyone now had stats, skills, and a single new currency—Coins. Spend Coins to grow stronger, smarter, faster. But spend too much, and you're left powerless. For ex-pro gamer and notorious cheater Noah, adapting to the system was easy - until he discovers his old cheating habits have followed him into the new world. His unique glitch? Every time he spends Coins to upgrade a stat, instead of losing them, he gains even more. Infinite Coins. Infinite growth. Infinite potential. While others train, grind, and struggle to survive in the new order, Noah levels up by buying a soda. But his ascent doesn't go unnoticed. The system isn’t as stable as it seems—and Noah isn’t the only cheater around. Some bend the rules. Others break them. A few want to rewrite the game entirely. In a world where power is bought, and reality feels like a game, Noah must face enemies, secrets, and other players who refuse to play fair. Because being a cheater? It’s only fun… until someone out-cheats you.

Nicholas Velazquez III felt his life almost crashed when his mother told him that they're moving to the Philippines to live with his stepdad and his half siblings. He felt anxious, and maybe a little joy to see his half siblings but little he knows that when he met a tall guy with a pierce eyes, his life and the little joy that he holds would be crashed all together. #MIM

I am Alexa . I am very fun loving girl. But my life was totally changed when I go back to my house in summer breaks. My dad borrowed a huge loan from Mr. Danny and there was a time limit to it. If my dad didn't payback the debt so there will be consequences and my dad didn't payback on time. Mr. Danny he is an old man , he is married and he wants me . I am the consequences he refers. But my dad didn't agree to his terms so he threaten my dad and in the end my dad agree to his terms here I am crossing the aisle towards my forced husband to be. But there's come the twist , when father says you may kiss the bride, my forced husband drag up my veil and I open my teary eyes to see the evil man but there is someone else and now he is my husband. My new husband, he is tall , smart , have broad shoulders and his eyes are mesmerizing and his face like he never smile in his whole life. Now my after marriage life started like this. (This is short story and there will be a lots of explicit scenes.)

Chu Xiu, originally from Earth (Blue Star), transmigrated to the Tianqiong Continent a century ago. Bound to the "Destiny Villain System," he slaughtered countless Holy Sons and Daughters from various Sacred Lands, becoming unrivaled among his peers. Eventually, he was besieged by the older generation's powerhouses and died by self-detonation. He is reborn through possession, taking over the body of the first disciple of Yunxia Peak in the Taisu Sacred Land. This time, he decides to "lay low" and cultivate in secret. His first small goal: to become a Holy Son revered by all. Qi Mengdie: "I am the Master of Yunxia Peak, a mighty Great Saint realm powerhouse! How could I have my cultivation sealed by that rebellious disciple, Chu Xiu, and be reduced to his 'dual cultivation experience pack'? No! I must escape this dark and hopeless life! I will resist! I will kill this traitor and cleanse the sect!" Six months later... Qi Mengdie: "Why hasn't that rebellious disciple come to enhance my aptitude today?" One year later... "Why isn't he here yet? Does he dislike me now because I'm old?" Two years later... Qi Mengdie can't bear it any longer and summons Chu Xiu, only for him to look at her with disdain. Finally, the enraged Qi Mengdie steps out before everyone to expose Chu Xiu's true colors. "Chu Xiu is a rebellious disciple! He is depraved and malicious, not the glorious, righteous Holy Son you believe him to be! If you don't believe me, just look at my stomach!"

For Billions of Years. Crawling my way through this Nightmare. Skin pulled, torn, stretch and eaten for centuries. Gladiatorial coliseum of the Violent. Cities of pain and rivers of Beet red blood from tortured souls. The Dried quick-sands of Greed. Harsh Winds of lust. and Finally Purgatory... The Final Layer to the Over world. back to them. my buriers. Those that put this on me... The Heroes Party... © 2025 Harry McAnena (storm/stortm). All rights reserved.

Just who am I? Well.. Let's find out! Shall we?

Jace doesn’t read novels — and he definitely doesn’t read BL. Or so he told himself. But one night, drunk, bored, and freshly rejected, he clicked on a fantasy romance ad that wouldn’t stop following him around. It was about a notorious prince — reckless, spoiled, known for chasing skirts and skipping royal duties — and the quiet, loyal knight who served him from the shadows. Jace didn’t mean to get invested. He mocked the genre. Scoffed at the tension. But something about the knight — the way he stayed, the way he looked at the prince — got under his skin. He wouldn’t admit it, but part of him longed for that kind of loyalty. That kind of love. Then the updates stopped. The author vanished. Two years passed, but Jace never quite forgot the story. One bad night and one drunken mistake later, Jace wakes up not in his apartment… but in a palace bed, wearing royal robes — and the face of Prince Jun. The one who wasted everything. The one the knight loved. The one who was supposed to die. Now Jace is stuck in a world of magic and politics — trying to survive in a role he barely understands — while the knight he once secretly yearned for is suddenly real, closer than ever, and looking at him like he’s worth something. Jace’s not gay, it's just that he has never been in love. But he’s about to live a story he never finished — and one he might not be ready for.

Iris Rossi grew up in the slums. When she joined the FBI Iris didn't know just what she was going to face. Will she take it head on or crash and burn.

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta

Letters I Can't Send: A Poetic Journey of Love, Loss, and Self-Discovery This poignant collection of poems bravely explores the complexities of love, heartbreak, and mental health. With raw emotion and vulnerability, each 'letter' delves into the silences that haunt us and the emotions we dare not speak aloud. A powerful reminder that even in darkness, there is beauty to be found.

To Diep and Luc Trach — two strangers — are unexpectedly bound by a two-year contract marriage. On the surface, it appears to be nothing more than a cold agreement between two unrelated people. But beneath it lies a web of hidden memories and unspoken emotions. When Du Nhuoc Tinh — Luc Trach’s long-forgotten first love — suddenly returns, everything begins to unravel. Nhuoc Tinh is not just "someone from the past"; she carries with her a crucial piece of memory that could turn his world upside down. This is a story of pain, choices, and forgiveness — where love is not the ultimate destination, but the force that helps each person truly understand themselves.

In a world teeming with countless mystical creatures and infinite realms of magic, humanity has long presumed itself the master of all. Yet, in the far corners of existence, myriad beasts are awakening: Colossal leviathans lurk beneath the waves, majestic phoenixes soar above the clouds, azure wolves prowl atop mountain peaks, and terrifying tree spirits haunt the depths of ancient forests. Some of these extraordinary beings are destined to become companions to the fortunate few. Others, however, pose the greatest threat humanity has ever faced. Who can say what fate has in store? However, This world is governed by one more thing, and its the System, Everyone has a system from the birth and their level increases as they practise, train or kill monsters. the level up takes very much time and an average human in this world goes to around 60-80 level in their lifetime. as we all know that as the level increases, every stat increases. therefore, chances of a beast being tamed also increases. But, the system of our main character gets bugged during his birth therefore his level never increases no matter what he does. the probability of a monster being tamed increases as people level up and his probability is so less that not a single beast can be tamed by him. be optimistic? tired of it. Give up? hell no! try to find cheat codes?already tried several times. So, How About LoopHoles? how will he survive in this world with only 1 level? will he be able to make a name for himself and tame a single beast let alone a powerful beast without a single cheat code? will he ever be able to live a normal life?

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A reunion with an old friend can spark many feelings, often conflicting with one another. Yet when that old friend happens to have been more than just a friend, what should you expect? "Meeting her again would be the last thing I'd ever want... Yet it's the first that comes to mind if you ask me to make a wish."

Have you ever experienced deja vu? I have this weird feeling every time I wake up. Sometimes I can't even distinguish dreams from reality. I always have nagging inner questions to myself. Where am I? Is this real? How did I get here? Why this keeps happening? My name is Cassidy, Cassie for short, I have been living a normal life for 17 years except for one thing. Ever since I was 13, every night, I had these strange dreams. Sometimes scary, sometimes exciting, sometimes sad, and sometimes magical...Something familiar, mysterious entities calling out to me. Weird right? but things don't get any weirder on my 18th birthday... ------‐----------------------------------- Hello guys, iza-nii here! I admit I'm not a good writer but I'm trying anyway. I have this idea because of my dreams hahaha anyway don't expect too much as I do things randomly outside work. I just wanted to share with you what weird dreams I'm having. Due to this I have insomnia for last couple of years ...I can't really remember errr...

Ann had everything money could buy — but not the love she needed. In a world where she always felt invisible, Willian saw her, truly saw her, and made her believe in forever. But when fate dealt a cruel hand, Ann made the hardest choice of all: to walk away, even when her heart begged her to stay. "When Love Isn't Enough" is a story about first love, impossible goodbyes, and the kind of heartbreak you never truly heal from.