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Jenius Mushoku Tensei

Beta Zander Perez

“You want to know about the mate bond we share?” His words stopped me midway as I turned around to face him. I didn’t say a word as I felt my heart palpitate in anticipation. “Beta Perez, I…” Before I could speak, he continued. “I have decided to never let a woman into my life, Miss. James. I have learned long back that they only serve as a distraction. Why would I need a mate if I could have any women I want? Am I right, Miss. James?” He asked me as I felt my eyes burn, but I held back my tears. “A mate is your better half, Beta Perez.” I choked out the words when he let out a humorless laugh. “According to me, you need a mate to satisfy your needs and maybe an heir in the long run. I think I can buy that with some money, Miss. James.” “Don’t you feel the mate bond, Beta Perez?” I asked him, but he didn’t answer. “I would have at least considered mating with you if you held a rank, Miss. James. But I don’t think I want a woman who is a nobody with a lonely mother and a runaway father.” I felt my chest rise and fall in anger while something broke within me. A tense silence engulfed us as we stared at one another. Join us in this journey where Aurora and Zander find love again as sparks ignite between them and desire crackles in the air, the tension builds, pushing them closer together. Will Zander’s feelings toward the mate bond transform as he grapples with the chemistry between them, or will fear of another heartbreak drive him to reject her? The future is uncertain, but one thing is clear: their destinies are intertwined in ways they never anticipated.
02Butterscotch · 17.8K Views

Palimpsest Hearts

In his previous life, Lucian Sinclair had pursued the truth behind his fiancé Malcolm Fitzgerald's fatal car accident with relentless determination - only to meet the same grim fate beneath the twisted metal of his Bentley on a rain-lashed M25 motorway. When consciousness returned, the industrialist found himself thrust back to his 24-year-old self, the digital clock on his Mayfair bedside table blinking December 16th, 2016. Malcolm's Alpine skiing accident had already occurred three days prior. He promptly took legal guardianship of the brooding 15-year-old left in the wreckage - Finn Fitzgerald, Malcolm's half-brother through their father's second marriage. The boy Lucian remembered from charity galas had grown feral-eyed, all scraped knuckles and boarding school blazers gone threadbare at the elbows. This time, Lucian vowed, the boy would receive proper upbringing. Not out of affection, but as penance for never deciphering Malcolm's last encrypted text: "Tell Luce the Range Rover's brakes—" Finn initially regarded his guardian with wary deference, this icy aristocrat who wore his brother's signet ring on a platinum chain. "Malcolm said you collect Renaissance maps," the teen offered during tense dinners, pushing peas across Wedgwood china. "Malcolm told me you hate tulips." Each invocation of the dead man's name hung between them like altar smoke. Yet gradually, the dynamic shifted. Lucian caught Finn glaring when he traced the Fitzgerald jawline they shared. The boy began arriving late from Eton weekends, reeking of stolen whiskey and defiance. During one particularly vicious row over a shredded Oxford acceptance letter, Finn slammed Lucian's wheelchair against the study wall. "Why must I be his ghost?" The teen's breath fogged the cold glass of Malcolm's portrait. "You look at me like I'm some...some flawed taxidermy of your perfect banker boy!" Lucian's cane clattered to the hardwood. Perfect? Malcolm had been laundering funds through their engagement - a truth he'd discovered two lifetimes too late. Now this living, breathing Fitzgerald heir stood before him, all cracked leather satchel and mismatched socks, demanding to be seen. Outside, the Thames glittered with secrets. In the cellar vault, a dossier gathered dust - crime scene photos, offshore account records, and the Range Rover's brake lines sliced clean through. Lucian's fingers twitched toward the whisky decanter. Let the dead keep their mysteries. This Fitzgerald needed saving more.
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ETHEREUM AND USDT RECOVERY COMPANY HIRE ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST

I had always felt that trust was the bedrock of any partnership, especially a business one. My associate and I had what I thought was a non-shakeable alliance. We would strategize; we would go to conferences about crypto and toast our wins with a glass of liquor. He was the only person I had trusted with my financial insight. Unfortunately, he was also the last person I should have trusted. WhatsApp info:+12723 328 343 I woke up one morning to the stuff of nightmares: I had absolutely no access to my Bitcoin wallet, holding $290,000. My password didn't work, my backup keys were useless, and my hardware wallet? Completely wiped. Panic set in as I tried to work out what was going on. Then, a chilling realization hit me. Only a week before, my ever-so-helpful colleague had made an offer to "optimize" my wallet security. I thought at that time, Wow, what a great guy. Well, it turns out he was great-at deception. Website info: https://adwarerecoveryspecialist. com The real gut punch? He had the audacity to sit across from me at work the next day, sipping coffee like nothing had happened. I confronted him, expecting some elaborate excuse, but he played dumb-so dumb it was insulting. That's when I knew what I needed were professionals, not empty denials. After hours of frantic research, I came across ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST. Their reputation in high-stakes crypto theft gave me hope. From the first conversation, they took my case seriously, breaking down the recovery process in a way that finally made sense. Their forensic team got to work tracking the stolen funds across multiple wallets. Email info: Adwarerecoveryspecialist (@) auctioneer. net A few tense days later, I got the call: my money was back. Every single dollar. It turned out that my trusted colleague had tried to launder the funds through multiple transactions, but ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST untangled his mess with ease. The feeling of relief was overwhelming; I had prepared myself for the worst, yet I walked away victorious. My colleague probably had a pretty good inkling, because he quit before I could file any report. Typical. Some people just love to disappear rather than confront the music. Telegram info: https:// t.me/adwarerecoveryspecialist1 I emerged from that fiasco with my money still in one piece, and more painfully but preciously, with the lesson not to confuse control for kindness: you earn trust; you don't give it away freely-especially where money intervenes.
Cathy_Estrada_9286 · 276 Views

Beyond Time and Space Detective

Pada tahun 1982, terjadi kasus besar di Kota Jin yang mengakibatkan banyak korban tewas. Para pelaku melarikan diri, dan pelaku utama, Yin Jiaming, tertembak dan jatuh ke laut. Tiga puluh sembilan tahun kemudian, sebuah film yang diadaptasi dari kasus tersebut, “The Great Heist of Jin City,” menjadi hit box office, menarik perhatian ahli patologi forensik Ye Huairui. Sebulan kemudian, Ye Huairui pindah ke sebuah vila tua, hanya untuk mengetahui bahwa itu dulunya adalah kediaman Yin Jiaming. ==== Pada tengah malam, setelah badai petir, Ye Huairui menemukan sebaris tulisan di mejanya: “Siapa kau!!?” Ye Huairui berpikir, apakah tempat ini berhantu? Dia menulis balasan: “Entah kau hantu, atau kau pembunuhnya.” Pesan di meja berubah menjadi: "Aku bukan hantu, dan aku juga bukan pembunuh! Aku tidak membunuh siapa pun!!" Ye Huairui: … Hubungan luar biasa lintas waktu dan ruang mempertemukan dua orang yang terpisah tiga puluh sembilan tahun di rumah tua misterius itu. Maka dimulailah perjalanan investigasi lintas waktu. “Yin Jiaming telah dizalimi; pelaku sebenarnya masih bebas.” Dengan bantuan seorang ahli patologi forensik jenius dari tiga puluh sembilan tahun di masa depan, dapatkah Yin Jiaming membuktikan ketidakbersalahannya dan menulis ulang nasib buruknya? ==== Kebenaran tidak akan diubah, hanya dikubur. Kisah cinta melampaui ruang dan waktu tentang kematian dan penebusan, dan pada akhirnya, aku akan menggenggam tanganmu erat. ==== Kata-kata pertama yang diucapkan Yin Jiaming kepada Ye Huairui adalah: “Ruirui, kemarilah peluk aku.” Ye Huairui merentangkan tangannya: “Kemarilah. Jika kau tidak bisa memelukku, berarti kau pengecut.”
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TRUSTED CRYPTOCURRENCY RECOVERY EXPERT HIRE ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALI/T

I had always felt that trust was the bedrock of any partnership, especially a business one. My associate and I had what I thought was a non-shakeable alliance. We would strategize; we would go to conferences about crypto and toast our wins with a glass of liquor. He was the only person I had trusted with my financial insight. Unfortunately, he was also the last person I should have trusted. WhatsApp info:+12723 328 343 I woke up one morning to the stuff of nightmares: I had absolutely no access to my Bitcoin wallet, holding $290,000. My password didn't work, my backup keys were useless, and my hardware wallet? Completely wiped. Panic set in as I tried to work out what was going on. Then, a chilling realization hit me. Only a week before, my ever-so-helpful colleague had made an offer to "optimize" my wallet security. I thought at that time, Wow, what a great guy. Well, it turns out he was great-at deception. Website info: https://adwarerecoveryspecialist. com The real gut punch? He had the audacity to sit across from me at work the next day, sipping coffee like nothing had happened. I confronted him, expecting some elaborate excuse, but he played dumb-so dumb it was insulting. That's when I knew what I needed were professionals, not empty denials. After hours of frantic research, I came across ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST. Their reputation in high-stakes crypto theft gave me hope. From the first conversation, they took my case seriously, breaking down the recovery process in a way that finally made sense. Their forensic team got to work tracking the stolen funds across multiple wallets. Telegram info: https://t.me/adwarerecoveryspecialist1 A few tense days later, I got the call: my money was back. Every single dollar. It turned out that my trusted colleague had tried to launder the funds through multiple transactions, but ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST untangled his mess with ease. The feeling of relief was overwhelming; I had prepared myself for the worst, yet I walked away victorious. My colleague probably had a pretty good inkling, because he quit before I could file any report. Typical. Some people just love to disappear rather than confront the music. Email info: Adwarerecoveryspecialist (@) auctioneer.net I emerged from that fiasco with my money still in one piece, and more painfully but preciously, with the lesson not to confuse control for kindness: you earn trust; you don't give it away freely-especially where money intervenes.
Fay_Meghan · 317 Views
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