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Bambi e o Duque

Deserdada por ser humana, Vivian foi acolhida como empregada doméstica aos sete anos pela família Carmichael. Servindo uma das famílias puras mais respeitadas e elitistas de Bonelake, havia regras. Regras que todos os criados e empregadas deviam seguir. Como todos os outros, Vivian foi lembrada repetidamente de não desobedecer as regras. Mas antes que pudesse aprender a se misturar aos outros criados, o jovem filho do Duque a chama, "Bambi." E então, todo o inferno se solta. ----- "O quê? Nunca viu uma machucadura antes?" Leonard zombou da garota. "Dói?" Vivian perguntou, ajoelhando-se gentilmente ao lado dele e examinando os vários hematomas que cobriam seu rosto. "Não tanto assim." Lembrando-se do que sua mãe costumava fazer quando ela se machucava, Vivian trouxe sua manga à boca e soprou ar quente nela antes de colocá-la na bochecha do menino, surpreendendo-o. Leonard afastou a mão dela, um toque de rosa aparecendo em suas bochechas envergonhado, "O-o que você está fazendo?" "Mamãe me disse que isso fará a dor passar," a garota segurou a mão perto do peito enquanto compartilhava sua memória passada. "Eu não sou uma criança!" Leonard bufou para ela. "Eu não acho que você seja uma criança," ela olhou para ele com um olhar cristalino. Surpreso, Leonard prendeu os olhos nos dela por dois segundos antes de balançar a cabeça. "Não se preocupe. Eles vão sarar em um ou dois dias de qualquer maneira," ele a tranquilizou antes de se levantar e se sentar à mesa onde seus livros estavam colocados. "Garota estranha," ele murmurou para si mesmo enquanto puxava o livro de cima da pilha e se perdia nele.
ash_knight17 · 5.1K Views

Apocalypse: Transmigrated with an Overlord System

Liora was a pampered royal princess, with loving parents at the forefront and eleven royal brothers at her back. Always adorned with the finest silk and served with exquisite dishes while lounging in her palace. Her biggest concerns? Which dress to wear for a banquet and how many more hours she could nap before her royal duties caught up to her. But fate (or some seriously bad karma) had other plans. One moment, she was sipping fine wine and but the next moment-boom!—she wakes up in a world where people are eating each other, the sky is covered with ominous veils that look like it wants to swallow the world, and worse, her royal status means absolutely nothing. What she can tell more about her poor condition is that she has no servants, no food, and no idea how to fight off the disgusting zombies, who are trying to take a bite out of her. Just when she’s ready to scream at the heavens for an explanation, a cold mechanical voice rings in her head: [Welcome, Host. You have activated the Overlord System.] Overlord? That sounds powerful, right? Wrong. Turns out, she starts at the bottom of the food chain with no powers, no weapons, and zombies that see her as their next snack. While others awaken abilities like fire manipulation or super strength, she gets... a system that gives missions with questionable rewards and always tries to drown her in a huge debt. Fight a Level 2 Zombie with her bare hands? Sure, why not? Survive hordes of zombies while the system nags her? Classic. But as she battles to level up and gathers allies (some willing, some just too scared to say no). She realizes—maybe she isn’t as weak as she thought. Because when the world falls into chaos, only the strongest can rule. And if the system insists on calling her an Overlord, well… she might as well live up to the name. Power, danger, and a system that may or may not be trying to get her killed—welcome to the apocalypse.
Violet_Melody99 · 26.7K Views

Intergalactic conquest with an AI

Rex was just another slave in the corporate machine, a faceless office worker under the shadow of one of the galaxy's powerful megacorps. His life was predictable and dull, an endless cycle of meaningless reports and fluorescent-lit monotony. That was, until that day.... When a new world was discovered on the outskirts of the galaxy, Rex, like countless other low-ranking employees, found himself dragged into a contract clause he’d barely skimmed years ago. The megacorp ordered him and his coworkers to pack their lives into a transport pod and leave for the unexplored planet. Their mission? Establish a colony. Mine resources. Make the company richer. There was no choice, refusing meant ruin. At first, everything seemed manageable. The days were grueling, the nights cold, but progress was steady. The colony was coming to life. Until the excavation team struck something. No one knew what it was at first, a buried hive, a forgotten ecosystem, or something ancient and dangerous. Whatever it was, it unleashed hell. Swarms of enormous, chittering creatures erupted from the ground, their jagged bodies blotting out the sky. The colony fell into chaos. Screams echoed through the air as the bugs tore through everything in their path, walls, machines, and people. Rex barely survived. Bloodied, broken, and pinned beneath the rubble, he should have died there. But in the pitch-black silence of his fading consciousness, a voice spoke to him. Cold. Mechanical. Otherworldly. "Do you wish to live?" When Rex woke, he was no longer the man he’d been. His body was no longer human flesh and bone but something far more alien. His skin shimmered with living metal, his mind infused with the power of Cleo, a mysterious AI from a long-extinct, robotic race known as the Kaelzars. Cleo’s presence pulsed through his thoughts, guiding him and transforming him. He wasn’t just alive. He was reborn. But survival came at a price. Rex was no longer a pawn of the megacorp; he was something more dangerous, something they couldn’t control. As Cleo’s intentions began to reveal themselves, Rex found himself standing on the precipice of war, not just with the bugs but with forces far greater than he could have imagined. This was the beginning of a journey through blood-soaked battlefields and treacherous alliances. Along the way, Rex would encounter allies, brilliant, flawed, and unpredictable, and enemies whose ambitions were as sharp as their blades. These weren’t disposable foes, easily crushed by an overpowered hero. They were cunning, relentless, and human in the most terrifying ways. But then again, in war, who can truly be called a villain? New chapters every day at: [2 A.M GMT+8 Time!]
Shazorwy · 551.1K Views
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