Exaggerated Eyelashes

Waking up in the middle of a dream, a strange door appears in the house... Behind each door lies a different, unfamiliar world. In the nightmare world, Jiang Cheng exaggerated the news he got from the strong man and told it to the fat man. The latter was almost in tears as he listened, "If we die here, our entire family will bleed to death upside down?" "That's right." "Then why don't you seem that scared?" The fat man widened his eyes. Jiang Cheng turned his head and said in a very serious tone, "Because I'm an orphan." --- You can support me and read ahead at my Pa treon at Pa treon.com/CinderTL

Attack!!!!!!!!!!!” the leader screamed. All at once, eight of them rushed on him but fell to the ground lifeless. Carl straightened his face, his aura radiating out, and his eyes were like that of a wild beast hunting a prey at night. The red colour of his eyes shone in the darkness and the rest of the assassins couldn’t move a muscle out of fright. " Carl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Just give up, surrender and come out with your hands up. We have you completely surrounded. Give up and pay the price of your betrayal." Dean shouted. No sound could be heard. There was no fidgeting as they waited. No one moved. Many of them prayed within themselves that he would surrender, so that they would not have to engage in a fight with the Lazy General. Carl's might was well known and many stories exaggerated his conquest. Carl seethed with anger, he never, not even once betrayed the empire. His every battle and every effort was to the betterment of the empire. And here he was being accused falsely. " I must live to find out who is behind all this." He resolved.

"Fake it till you make it" It was a phrase that became Leo's only hope for survival as he was forced to play the role of the biggest big boss when he was nothing more than a small fish. Set in a world where Earth is riddled with natural disasters and humans must migrate to new planets onboard massive arc ships, this novel follows the journey of the Skyshard brothers Luke and Leo as they fight against their fate and rise to the top from the lowest of lows. --------------- A/N - This novel will explore the concept of misunderstandings and a MC whose real strength is over exaggerated through a rigged system. It will be a humorous blend of concepts such as Sci-Fi, Fantasy, MMORPG and Slice Of Life into one novel. If you are tired of conventional novels and are looking for something new, This book will definitely satisfy your itch, so please give it a try! Discord - https://discord.com/invite/PPhnY3ZAqH

"From a botanical perspective, your mom is undeniably a total slut." Jialong shrugged and said nonchalantly. I brought the lemon tea to my lips and took a sip without any expression. If you think my next move was to throw the entire cup of lemon tea in Jialong’s face, you’d be wrong. Because what Jialong said was the unvarnished truth—pure and without a hint of exaggeration. No matter which academic discipline you examine it from, my mother, Meng Xi, 36 years old, is a woman steeped in debauchery to her very core. As Da Jun, who enjoys simultaneously taking her from behind while forcing her to sing "Conquer," once said, "Your mom’s brazenness is downright otherworldly."

Kim Ara, a famous K-pop idol, falls into depression after the pressure of the public and the betrayal of her manager. While trying to get out of this two-year depression, a paparazzi named Ahn Joon has prejudices about her and thinks Ara is exaggerating her situation. As his first mission, he is sent to view Ara, who is coming out of depression. Ahn Joon bumps into Ara among the crowd of cameramen and notices that she is scared and nervous. This incident changes Ahn Joon's perspective towards Ara and marks the beginning of a bond between the two.

[Handsome and Mischievous & Sweet and Soft Girl] [Unrequited Love Comes True + Sweet Pampering + Both Pure] Ryder once found a pink love letter in a math book. The handwriting of the young girl was elegant, with shyness and youth between the strokes. The content of the love letter was very short, unsigned, and only one sentence: "Today I saw you, and suddenly I wanted to take you to Laguna Beach to see the sea." ... Aria has done two out-of-the-ordinary things in her life. One was writing an unsigned love letter when she was young. The second was secretly loving Ryder for six years, then gritting her teeth and repeating a year to get into the same university as him. She is not smart, and this is all she can do. People who know Aria say she has a reserved personality, beautiful but like a handful of ice and snow in the winter mountains, gentle yet aloof. Only Ryder knows that aloofness is just her protective color, the girl is timid and vigilant, squatting by the roadside in the misty morning to feed the stray cats of the school. He witnessed Aria's fear and helplessness when she was trapped in a nightmare. He saw her, after drinking, clutching his sleeve, her apricot eyes wet, looking as if she had lost the whole world. The girl's eyelashes trembled as she confessed her feelings to him, her voice soft and helpless, choking on her words: "I, I turned back, but he is just very good..." He is not good. Ryder thought, as if bewitched, it was her. Once fallen, there is no cure. Later, he took her to see the sea of "Kekexili", knelt on one knee for her, and gently kissed her ring finger under the girl's slightly red eyes. At the age of twenty-two, in the morning, holding her hand, the other hand held their marriage certificate. In this book, we will witness the two-way journey of a wealthy, handsome, and mischievous young man and a sweet, soft girl, six years of life, from middle school to high school, and then to university, starting from secret love and running towards the marriage hall.

***WSA ENTRY 2025*** "He who sang the song of the end while dancing to the new beginning,You are a [Skald Of Death] " *** A series of catastrophic events plunged Earth into a state of chaos. In this time of chaos, a new breed of humans, the Runebounds, arose. Carriers of divine blood must go through trials known as Hex in order to unlock the true potential of the Runes. Arthur Dahl, a boy from the slums, is a carrier of divine blood. But will he be able to sustain himself in this new world? Will Arthur be able to find the purpose of the Runes? *** Arthur hesitated before reading the final part of his status window, knowing it wouldn’t be good news. "As for blood purity... it says 'Miserable.'" A tense silence filled the room. Officer Verna raised an eyebrow, clasping her hands in front of her face. "Miserable?" Thoth, in contrast, let out an exaggerated laugh. "That’s a first! Miserable, huh? That might explain why your Essence is crimson instead of golden. You might be the weakest challenger in the history of the Nine Realms." Arthur’s jaw tightened. "So not only am I at the bottom of the barrel, but I’ve set a new low? Fantastic." Despite his sarcasm, Arthur couldn’t help but feel a small pang of unease. If he truly was the weakest challenger, how was he supposed to survive?

Being the daughter of a famous dragon hunter has its perks and annoyances. One perk Everscent likes is that she has access to things other people normally wouldn't. For instance, getting noticed by the Dragon God Chaos and receiving his blessing, giving her access to the system. There's no way she would have drawn the attention of a shadow god if she wasn't related to her parents. A second perk is getting one on one sparring sessions and being able to afford a tutor to help her control her blessing. At least, if they can find one strong enough to handle the powerful darkness she wields. An annoying perk would be all the expectations that are put on her shoulders. "Your mother is a strict Headmistress for the number one academy in the world and your father is an anointed Hunter to a High Lord who won the national tournament. How powerful are you?" Only she is powerful, she just can't control it so she doesn't use it. Often, at least. Well, only when it's convenient. However, now that Everscent is twenty years of age, she can go with her older brother to the academy to follow her family legacy. To join the tournament and become a dragon hunter. Well, just as soon as she masters the rest of her blessing. However, one mistake makes her entire first year tense and unforgettable. No one likes a pissed off King breathing down their neck, Ever especially. Not when her brother is starting to act weird. Not when demons are sneaking into the academy, and not when dragons are attacking with the Dra'koni. Is it just her or does everything just have bad timing? *** Two daggers sit atop a white marble pillar, protected by a dome of glass. While the hilts and crossguards match, the blades are different. One is made of a pale, shiny metal, while the other is crafted from dark obsidian. At the center of their hilts are round opal stones. Everscent leans closer, her hands pressing against the glass as she gapes at the lovely weapons. "What are you doing?" The deep, quiet voice makes her yelp and she jumps away from the dragon-blessed item. Everscent spins around and finds a dark figure leaning against the doorframe leading to the room she's in. Is he here to steal it too? Has word already gotten out about it being transferred here already? That's so annoying… Ding [Profile blocked from viewing.] Everescent's eyebrows furrow as she averts her eyes from her system screen to her new guest. How strong does he have to be to do that? A low grade wouldn't have been able to get past the Honeycomb Barrier. Everscent narrows her eyes. If he truly is that strong, can he see her profile window? He isn't giving anything away that he does. "Wha–" Her voice cracks, and she cuts herself off to clear her throat. Dang it. "Me? What about you?" The guy doesn't respond at first, then he hums. He gazes up at something behind her and taps a finger against the fabric of his pants. Then he pushes himself off of the doorframe, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, steps closer. "I asked you first," he shrugs. She tilts her head, why does he seem so familiar? "I got curious." She glares at him. She takes him in from head to toe. "I wanted to see it." "Seeing doesn't require touching, now does it, little thief?" She can hear smugness in his tone. Ever's hands curl into fists. Who the hell is this guy? "It's your turn," she snaps, nodding at him. "Why are you here?" "Just," he pauses, and reaches up to scratch the top of his head and then sighs, "doing some old man a favor." Old man? Her eyebrows furrow. "What–" He cuts her off. Suddenly, he's inches away from her, his eyes squinting as he smiles wide from beneath his mask. His eyelashes are so long. "You talk too much." He murmurs softly.

The sky was cloudy and dark, crimson droplets falling all around me. It's important... but why? Turning my head, I finally noticed Her, Him. And She, He was staring at me. "Who are you?" I outstretch my hand and they do the same. When our hands link together, everything clicked. Despite being completely different in every way, they're both me and I am them. But how did this happen? Where are we? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My story is a slow paced with much build up for the major events to come but I hope you can enjoy the world built with a mix of two of my favorite fables, the many tales of the Greek Pantheon and the exaggerated Romance of the Three Kingdoms to create a world where mortals can rise to Godhood and Gods can descend to mortality. ---‐--------------------------------------------------------- I am working on getting a custom made cover but chose to post chapters first.

What would you do if a ROB (Random Omnipotent Being) were to grant you one wish with no strings attached? You don’t have three wishes, just one. So you have to make it count. And oh, you can’t make exaggerated wishes like “Having omnipotence stronger than the ROB’s,” “Killing the ROB,” etc. Faced with that scenario, Kaiden was skeptical about whether it was true or not. However, none of that was his problem, as he had nothing to lose. After pondering for a while, Kaiden thought of the best wish a person like him, encountering such a situation, could make. “If I’m only granted one wish, can I get my personal sandbox world where I’m the omnipotent being, with its size being as huge and vast as your omniverse?” After having his wish granted by the ROB, Kaiden realized the Ultimate Escapism. Since he was the Omnipotent Being in his omniverse-sized personal sandbox world, he could literally create and realize all of his fantasies! Feeling lonely? Kaiden could create any waifus he had fantasized about. Feeling edgy? Kaiden created several multiverses in his sandbox world and then destroyed them with a wave of his hand! Wanting to feel the protagonist experience? Faced with that question, Kaiden decided to experience the worlds he created with his powers “sealed.” Whatever the scenario—whether it was as a survivor in a zombie apocalypse world, the young master of the Peng Clan in a cultivation world, or the summoned hero in a demon king vs. hero fantasy world—they all could be realized! This was Kaiden’s personal sandbox world in creative mode, where all his fantasies could be experienced and become reality!

Feng Zhu[God of Chaos] and Asura[God of Death] were known to have a great grudge against each other, something about feng Zhu's past and asura's past since both were chosen by heavenly energy and become dark gods. However when they decided to settle this grudge by a death duel, Asura cheats by allying with the god of destruction and killing Feng Zhu, But unexpectedly Feng Zhu gets a second chance and reincarnates in the mortal realm,a place he used to live thousands of years ago,a place where he had ascended and became the god of chaos. Forced to restart Feng Zhu swore he would get back at the betrayer Asura. With the knowledge of the past,Feng Zhu takes over the mortal plains. As such he made preaparations for him to go back to the God realm for his great revenge. However the thing standing on his plans was his new mortal and weak body,so inorder to ascend Feng Zhu had to reach the highest of cultivation in the mortal realm,but he couldn't just skip the levels so after research upon research Feng Zhu finds out about the Elixir of immortality. With this in mind, Feng Zhu united the 5 demonic cults in the mortal realm to increase his chances of finding the elixir.Taking over the mortal world and causing chaos, Feng Zhu is renowned as the DARK PRINCE. Will Feng Zhu find the elixir of immortality, Will he go back to the God realm and take his revenge?Or will he leave it all and live a happy mortal life, seeking peace?. 'Yeah maybe that's too exaggerated lol.'

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[ Lynn, Sam and Mahone ] I put my t-shirt down, my hands shaking. I try to ignore them and stare at my reflection in the mirror. My hair color is dark brown and a vague hint of golden. My dad used to say that my eyes are ocean blue. A guy in my history class once said that I had perfect lips. Another guy said that I had a great body. They wanted to date me. And I dated few of them, too. I brush my fingers in my forehead. Then my dark, thick eyelashes. The side of my nose. My lips. I run my hand at my neck, then across my collarbone. Am I beautiful? Honestly, I don't know. Maybe I'm not. "You were wrong, Samlin Greenham." A voice inside my head suddenly whispers. "Calm down, Sammy," another voice whispers. It's the voice I loved. His voice is fading away. My hands start shake again, my breath rapidly quickening. I am losing control. I have to do something. "Goddammit!" I punch the mirror with my fist. It shatters into thousand pieces. My reflection has shattered into thousand pieces, too. The mirror now looks to me like an art. And my bloody knuckles. "I am sorry, Lynn. I can't promise you anymore, because you left me." I bite my lip to stop myself from crying. I won't cry. What's the point of crying? My sixth sense is suddenly alert. Somebody is watching me. I spin around. A guy is standing in front of the door, leaning against it. He wears a tight blue shirt, the sleeves folded. His black hair is ruffled and his hands are folded across his chest. The probable most amazing thing about him is his eyes. They are dark green. They are dangerous, beautiful and incredibly unreadable. And they are watching me.

Eryndor Academy is unlike any other institution of learning. Developed in the high cliffs of an almost impossible mountain, it specializes in the training of the most dangerous breed of people, those who can control untamed and forbidding magic. It is when Rhea Frost, a woman with an unprecedented dual affinity for stone and shadow arrives and the tempest of historical events is put in motion, awakening dormant secrets and primordial fears. The academy’s peculiar tests are not about mere survival, instead, they test every participant’s ability, loyalty, and determination. But as Rhea begins to learn more about the Convergence Stone and her true nature, she understands that she is part of the prophecy which is often too exaggerated—this prophecy has the power to save magic or utterly destroy it. What darkness lurks beneath the seemingly perfect image of Eryndor Academy? And what will triumph in the end, Rhea’s power or will it be her tragedy end instead?

Her heels made a calculating thud as friction were applied. Few petals from the bouquet she brought fell off the ground as if they were confetti for grand celebration. Every eye focused on Einne with her grand entrance as they were all swoon with her sweet smile. Her hair brushed off with the wind as she elegantly motioned towards the man who was too paused while looking at her towards him. She wore knee-length white flowy dress which match her cheerful strides. She was beautiful being who is refreshing to look at that the crowd fix their gazes on her. She brought with her bouquet of red roses as if she happily received them from her lover. It was like a scene in a romantic drama, they were picturesque, the man and a woman intimately yearn with each other. The spectators nearby them took pictures and videos and post it on their social accounts. They were trending with that they with the hashtag #Onthespotproposal #Couplegoals. “I-,“Kent was interrupted with her hands. “Just 5 minutes.” She pleaded to him. “Happy anniversary to us.” She shoved him the bouquet in his hands. “I thank you for your sincere love. I thank you for the seven years you stayed with me,” “Einne.” He looked at her that he was about to cry. He holds back his tears, no one could compare the woman in front of her. She gave him all her love for the past 7 years too. She deserved to be loved and protected. She paused and looked at him. This time there was no warmth in her eyes. Her eyes were full of disgust and disappointment. “Let’s break up.” She pulled the ring in her finger and handed it to him. “Einne, I,” he was interrupted again. He too was surprised with the reversal of this event. “There will be no wedding. I already cancelled all the accommodations we already planned. I already throw the invitations, incinerate them to be exact.” “You don’t need to explain further. I gave you the liberty at your disposal. I hope we will not meet in the future. Congratulations Kent. You were free in my grasp. Goodbye.” Einne walked out with satisfaction. No more shedding of tears, no more pleading, no more revenge and schemes. Let’s keep the plot short and simple. Her life is already a major plot twist. With all the exaggerated events like lies, cheating and revenge, is not new to her. Why would a pessimist and monotone office girl like her stuck in an antagonist role? In a cliché romance novel where David and Carmen where the main character and she was the hated role? She will not waste her monotone life with this exaggerated and stuck in a novel which is she hated the most. “I need my life back!” she thought as she was done with this roleplaying. I was only organizing an inventory in the first place. What would happen to her salary if she missed her overtime loads?

In a world where elves and monsters exist humans are not at the top of the food chain. The strong oppress the weak. Magic is common and violence is rampant. She is Speranza a normal girl of the three realms having a stronger magical bloodline, as well as, her looks being divine, her magical power being stronger than most sorcerers. Enough to label her a genius. Fire red hair just like her temper, untamable, free-spirited and headstrong with a naive touch. A unique outlook of helping the weak people even if it's a one-way feeling He his the underworld general. A dark elf from the abyss. Gone on a mission on the surface to mark and explore key locations. He is ruthless, heartless and has no pity for the weak and would let them die without batting an eyelash. But his blood-red eyes only have her inside them. For her, whether it's angels, demons or dragons he will slaughter who or whatever crosses his path. A certain annoyed girl. "You why are you not doing anything?" A certain blackhearted general. "Because they are worthless." A certain annoyed girl. "Fine, I don't need your help anyway." A certain displeased general grits his teeth and follows the certain annoying girl... *this book will get a rework*

You have heard that the weak, quiet kid can be dangerous, but do you believe it? When Dante's father suddenly moves them to NYC he already knew it won't be easy after living in a small countryside all his life. He isn't exaggerating because Dante Martinez has always been a weakling. He never defends himself. He is a nerd who rambles a lot about science when he is nervous and the unlucky him has a half sight which means he needs his glasses to even see well making him the perfect target for his bullies. Rumors of aliens trying to invade the world turns into a new sensation but many people thought it was all a lie. But when Dante uses a perfume he found in a waste bin and accidentally awakens his superpowers, he realizes the rumor is true. If he doesn't use his power, the whole human existence will be wiped off by aliens. He is officially the 12th member of Strikeforce [Strikeforce XII] Can the weak nerd be the hero that will save the world or will he be too weak to even last in the Strikeforce? “Akiro Nakamura, Kara Johnson, Liam O’Connor, Rajesh Patel, Mei-Ling Zhang, Sofia Volkov, Isaac Evans, Elena Castillo, Amir Al-Farouq, Talia Hunter, Ethan Ramirez…” [Warning! Unrecognized energy detected.] [Warning! Power overload is imminent.] [Adapting to new parameters…] [Abilities unlocked: Fire, Water, Electricity.] [Dante Martinez: Power Awakened.] [Strikeforce XII are READY] “Welcome to Strikeforce XII” “Mission 12: Earth’s Last Hope - Save the World”

All his life, Ares had known nothing but suffering. Growing up in an orphanage was a living hell; few could fathom the torment that such a place could inflict. At fifteen, Ares could no longer endure the misery and decided to escape. However, his decision led him into an even darker nightmare. He was wrongfully accused of a crime he knew nothing about. A poor lad in the face of aristocratic families, who could possibly listen to him? Without a chance to prove his innocence or even request an attorney, he was swiftly sentenced to the worst prison of all, a place no Carringtonian ever wishes to be sentenced to—Blackstone Hell. The name was no exaggeration. Ares' suffering began anew, but just a month into his sentence, war broke out. This war raged for years, and the country was on the brink of collapse when Ares rose. Rumors had it that no one could escape from Blackstone Hell, but Ares defied the odds for the first time ever in the history of Carrington. He even brought with him inmates whom he transformed into soldiers, men of valor. He fought the war with his subordinates, the Gods and Goddesses of War and soon victory was his. To the Gods and Goddesses of War, he was their Master and Lord. To his soldiers, he was the Supreme Warlord. To his enemies, he was a Nightmare. The mere mention of his name struck fear into their hearts. Some rumors say he might be the devil in human form. Now, with the war over, Ares seeks revenge on those who unjustly imprisoned him. He vowed to make every one of them pay! But a new challenge emerged. A little girl, from the same orphanage where he had grown up, called him "Daddy." As the Supreme Warlord, he was baffled. How could he have fathered a daughter when he was only fifteen when he was sentenced, and how could she be termed an orphan? Moreover, where was her mother?

It might have been fate or pure coincidental, the way they met but in any case, they did . It was even weirder the way troubles seemed to follow them like it was their shadows.Or could it be a way for them to get closer? Now they are both stuck with the person they hate, each other, while trying their very best to avoid their rapidly growing affection for each other. Excerpt: "What the hell? How can you just abduct someone like that and how did you jump so high?"Olivia asked in a loud voice. "Miss, I'm sorry for the intrusion but I needed you to come with me and I'll let you go very soon. By this time tomorrow you'll be back home and then you can go to work." Maximilian said calmly with a hint of amusement in his voice. His lips arched beautifully into a slight smile. Olivia couldn't help but stare at him. His eyebrows were shaped in a way that made him look stern. They were dark and thick. His eyelashes were also enviously dark and thick. His wavy raven black hair, a complete contrast to his smooth pale skin. His pale pink kissable lips were arced up in an amused smile however his beautiful silver eyes didn't give away any emotion — Now let's dive deeper into Love Enemies and see how these two will survive all challenges ahead of them.

“Smile!” “Why are you making that face? Can't you smile?” “You’re so young, enjoy your life!” Smile... SMILE!... SMILE!!! Why do they always give me advice? Men want to show they're superior by giving me orders. Talking is easy; anyone can talk and say beautiful words. But no one truly knows how others feel; no one is an expert on others' emotions. So why do they give me advice? Do they think they know me? Do they have the illusion that they understand me? If they knew just a tiny bit of what I feel, they would shut up! Or maybe I'm just exaggerating my feelings. To others, it might seem normal, or my suffering might appear bearable. I hate it when they make my suffering look so easy. If only they knew—if they knew, would they keep telling me to smile? If they were in my shoes, could they keep their smiles? If only they could see what I see! Maybe I am cursed or something like that. What would you call someone who lives with devils? Literally! People aren't the devils this time; it’s those creatures clinging to them, breathing with them, as close as possible. How can someone keep their sanity with such a view? Why haven't I thought about suicide? I don't know. I've thought about it many times, but I still feel something. Even if I am exhausted, there's something inside me waiting for light, for hope, even if it seems absurd. Who would believe me? But maybe, just maybe, this small ember inside me isn't lying.

From believing, "We should help humans; they have a lovely constitution and spending time with them is enjoyable, not to mention heartwarming." To saying, "Humans, don't they think too highly of themselves?" Isn't just an exaggeration, but a reality. The story revolves around the higher beings, known as 'The Nexus', who would love humans to an extreme, only to end up being betrayed and sealed. The story is based on how the human society is and how it doesn't take a second for some people to abandon others, but also the opposite. Yet, faced with the fact that despite providing all types of help, they were being used and their powers trying to be replicated, the Nexus is now on an unchanging mind over destroying humans, from all dimensions.

Meet Eren Elijhah Idril, the guy who just couldn't catch a break even in the afterlife. He kicks the bucket as an old, broke-down adventurer, courtesy of a not-so-friendly neighborhood monster. Bummer, right? But hold onto your hats, 'cause that's not where his story ends. By some crazy stroke of fate, Eren gets thrown back in time to his teenage years, back when he was just a greenhorn at Lionheart Academy, dreaming big and not a care in the world (except maybe passing his special exams as a a novice Ranker). Now, most folks might use a second shot at life to right their wrongs, make amends, you know, the whole shebang. But not our boy Eren. Nope, he's not about to let a little thing like mortality slow him down. With a fresh start on the horizon, Eren decides to throw caution to the wind and embrace his inner rogue. And boy, does he embrace it. From pulling off daring heists to stirring up trouble wherever he goes, Eren dives headfirst into a life of mischief and mayhem, all without batting an eyelash. No hesitation, no regrets—just pure, unadulterated chaos. [WPC#218 Bronze Trophy Winner] [Mature content warning.] Additional tags: #evilmc #mature #evilprotagonist #antiheroprotagonist #coldmc #calculatingmc #pragmaticmc #smut #lemons #maturecontent ================= Instagram: graybacknovels Discord: https://discord.com/invite/R5uGQaXJRY

In this novel, the protagonist is reborn into a parallel world under certain circumstances and discovers that in this world, prices have suddenly devalued by a million times. This means that overnight, the original wealth has become nearly worthless, and the entire economic order has been overturned. The protagonist takes advantage of this extreme economic environment, using their unique perspective and abilities to rapidly accumulate wealth and make a name for themselves in the new world, beginning their journey of reversal. The novel is filled with elements of commercial competition, wealth accumulation, and social change. Through exaggerated settings and dramatic plots, it showcases how the protagonist rises amidst the chaos, providing readers with a sense of exhilaration.

Ji Cheng stood beside her bed, staring at her face in wonder, questioning if it was real. A smile appeared on his lips as he saw her eyelashes fluttering, signaling that she was waking up. However, her reaction was far from what he had expected. “Pak!” He stared at her in shock, covering his face with his palm. Did she just slap him? Xie Ming's mouth opened in pure terror as she realized what she had done. She slapped the Emperor. The cruel and infamous Emperor of the Ji Dynasty? ‘Am I going to die again? I just came to this world; do I have to die again?’ .... Zhao Ming was the Empress of the Ji Dynasty, but in name only. Never treated or respected as the Empress and witnessing the worst of palace life, fate gave her another chance to shine. One day, when she opened her eyes, she found herself in unfamiliar surroundings—a world full of people using strange items, a world apart from hers. Will the Empress of the Ji Dynasty be able to survive in this competitive world? ** Xie Ming was the wife of the richest businessman in the country, with a reputation for being nothing but trash. She was labeled a rebellious brat and a shameless, lazy woman. When she opened her eyes one day, she found herself in a strange world. Holy Sh*t! She had become the Empress of the Ji Dynasty. Can this rebellious, shameless, lazy woman adjust to the cruel, strict palace world? Will she change, or will she change the world instead? Can the Emperor get used to her being proactive in every single thing? Even in bed? The Emperor dotes on his wife to the point that she feels exhausted. How can a man be this cute? It should be illegal for men to be this cute. ... She pushed him onto the bed and sat on his body, looking at him with her tempting eyes. “Zhao Ming, what... what are you doing?” “Shh... Your Majesty, you just need to relax. I will do all the work.” She leaned in and sealed his lips with her moist lips, making him crave her even more. Can the switch between Zhao Ming, the Empress of Ji Dynasty, and Xie Ming, a known rebellious troublemaker in modern times, bring a spark to the lives of those around them and unveil the hidden connection between them? ..... Instagram: @kamlyn_love Discord: https://discord.gg/NTPCE7YZm7 Join the server to connect with me and fellow readers. * The story is an original novel and not a translation. * Note: The cover has been taken from Pinterest. Credits to the owner. Thank you

Enhanced Blurb: Yuan Li, a skilled logistics officer in the modern battlefield, finds himself transported to ancient China. He awakens as the son of a minor official and is sent off by his tearful parents to the Prince Chu's Mansion, where he is to marry the ailing eldest son in a desperate attempt to bring him good fortune. On that fateful day, Chu Hechao, the second son of the Prince Chu, returns from the battlefield in a whirlwind of dust and blood, his armor still unremoved. He takes his brother's place at the wedding ceremony, exchanging vows with Yuan Li under the heavens. Yuan Li, inhaling the scent of blood and earth that clings to Chu Hechao, senses the aura of a dangerous individual. That night, Chu Hechao insists on sharing the nuptial wine with Yuan Li in his brother's stead. Yuan Li, his smile gentle, extends the cup, "General, please." His slender fingers, as pale as jade, grasp the goblet, while his long eyelashes flutter against his handsome face. Chu Hechao regards him with a sardonic smile, then downs the wine in one swift gulp. Half a month later, the eldest son of the Prince Chu succumbs to his illness, and Chu Hechao abducts Yuan Li, whisking him away to the borderlands on horseback. Yuan Li's Contributions in the Ancient Battlefield: Yuan Li's expertise shines through as he transforms the ancient battlefield: • Cultivating crops to ensure a bountiful harvest • Raising livestock to provide sustenance • Clearing roads to facilitate transportation • Establishing medical facilities to care for the wounded Yuan Li's tireless efforts transform the military camp into a thriving hub, earning him the admiration and gratitude of the soldiers, who view him as their lifeline. The Smoldering Tension Between Yuan Li and Chu Hechao: Amidst this backdrop of progress, a simmering tension brews between Yuan Li and Chu Hechao. Chu Hechao, the enigmatic and formidable general, struggles to reconcile his growing affection for Yuan Li with the circumstances that brought them together. "It was I who married you," Chu Hechao grits his teeth, suppressing his anger. "It was I who drank the nuptial wine with you. It was I who shared your wedding night." "Perhaps you should look my way," Yuan Li suggests, his voice laced with a hint of challenge. Their dynamic is a captivating blend of strength, attraction, and unresolved conflicts, adding depth and intrigue to the narrative. Overall, "After Being Abducted by the General" promises an engaging and heartwarming tale of love, self-discovery, and nation-building, with a touch of tantalizing tension.

The story follows a young deep space miner turned captain of a ship of his own. Following a tragic incident him and his crew are tossed into the ever changing rapids and currents of fate. Blissfully unaware of the higher powers, mysteries and conspiracies at play. !!Warning!! : This book has use of strong language in it, mainly to exaggerate emotions, and although some form self-censoring has been implemented, reader discretion is still advised.

Hong Yi, a battle-hardened squad leader, had seen his fair share of fighting. Alongside his comrades, he fought tooth and nail to protect the remnants of humanity in a dying world. But one brutal encounter took a terrible turn. Witnessing his entire squad fall before him, Hong Yi blacked out, the world fading into oblivion. When he awoke, everything had changed. Hong Yi found himself in a strange new reality, inhabiting an unfamiliar body. To his further shock, a strange system was now lodged in his brain. This bizarre world, he discovered, was governed by a social hierarchy – Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Hong Yi, now had to mend broken family relations with along side with managing a company and saving his family from potential treats. In between fulfilling system's task, everything seemed to be fine until: As Hong Yi savored his meal, his mother dropped a bombshell. "A-Yi," she declared, "it's high time you gave me a grandchild!" Hong Yi choked, sputtering in surprise. "But Mom," he stammered, "I'm not even married!" A sly smile played on his mother's lips. "Who said you have to be married to have grandchildren?" she said, leaving Hong Yi utterly bewildered. *** "Brother Hong," a voice purred. Hong Yi looked up to see Yun Fei, a man with an overly flirtatious air, practically draped across his office desk. "You don't love me anymore," Yun Fei whined, batting his eyelashes dramatically. Hong Yi stared at him, completely bewildered. "Why won't you mark me?" Yun Fei pouted, inching closer and slipping into Hong Yi's lap. Before Hong Yi could even stammer out a response, Yun Fei pulled him in for a kiss. Hong Yi,: Let me speak *** Hong Yi felt a warm weight settle on his chest. Glancing down, he saw Yang Xu snuggled close, a contented smile on his face. A gurgling sound came from beside them – a baby nestled in a crib. "Alpha," Yang Xu murmured sleepily, "how many more kids do you want? Don't you think you've had enough already?" Hong Yi sputtered. "Me? You're asking me?" He gestured wildly at himself. Yang Xu, oblivious, simply placed the baby back in the crib before collapsing back onto Hong Yi. "It's fine," he mumbled, burying his face in Hong Yi's shoulder. "As you're my Alpha, I'm happy to comply with hubby's wishes and give you one more..." Hong Yi : no one is listening to me. *** Hong Yi flipped through a file, his brow furrowed in concentration, when a voice broke his focus. "Mr. Hong," Jing Hao started, a suggestive tone creeping into his voice, "what do you think of me?" Without looking up, Hong Yi replied, "Jing Hao, you're a valuable asset to the team. Hardworking, dedicated..." "But Mr. Hong," Jing Hao interrupted, throwing the file aside. He then proceeded to climb onto Hong Yi's lap, completely ignoring the startled yelp. "Being good isn't getting me anywhere. Especially not with you." Jing Hao began unbuttoning his shirt with a practiced ease. "Maybe," he continued in a husky whisper, leaning closer, "being a bad boy will finally get your attention." Before Hong Yi could even attempt to pry himself free, Jing Hao sealed his lips with a forceful kiss. Hong Yi: Can I at least get a word in? *** A loud clap echoed through the room. "Wow, Hong Yi," Yang He exclaimed, clapping his hands sarcastically, "what a loving family you have! You certainly know how to keep things lively." A dangerous glint flickered in his eyes. "But you promised me I'd be your only one," he growled, yanking Hong Yi closer by his tie. "What happened to those promises you made, huh?" Hong Yi : There's no point. No matter what I say, they won't listen. *** ML who is dense as brick wall when it comes to matters of love x MC who can't keep hands to themselves. warning: this is a blharem in omegaverse and story revolves around protagonist gong. And MC collects protagonist shous as ash collects his pokemon.

If someone asks me about my secrets, I could say, without exaggeration, that I have too many. Of course, secrets are secrets, so I couldn't disclose them. But memories would come to mind of when I wasn't called Rendal. Memories of my dog, Alexander the Great, and of my past life on a planet called Earth. I would also recall the way I died and the strange sensation that the event that caused my death still hasn't ended. Neither can I talk about the strange power I discovered in this new world. My mentor has forbidden me from doing so; according to her, it could even make me a god... Personally, I would settle for getting a stable job. And what better job than that of a high-ranking soldier in times of peace? Maybe I could even earn a small position in the nobility! Well, perhaps that's asking too much. Firstly, to ascend in the ranks, having been born a mere villager, I need to excel in times of war... The problem is, as you may recall, I can't freely use my magic. I can't even use my sword, my family's heirloom. Why? Well... that's also a secret.

What does revenge mean? Harvey crushed the man's finger with his boot, relishing in the satisfaction of his agonizing scream. What does revenge mean? Walking towards the man writhing in pain, Harvey delivered a forceful kick to his ribs as desperate pleas for help escaped him. This is revenge. ... Harvey Laurier and numerous players, once immersed in the virtual world of Visceral Online, found themselves inexplicably trapped with no means of escape. How was such a phenomenon possible? In a fantasy realm filled with dragons, monsters, cursed weapons, and kingdoms—a dream for many gamers—an emerging faction within the game transformed this dream into a chilling nightmare. Players capable of challenging their dominance are targeted before they can reach their full potential, with Harvey finding himself in their crosshairs. However, in the midst of his battle against the faction, his girlfriend becomes a casualty, losing her life in the process. For many, such an event would be traumatizing, but for Harvey, it shattered something. A loosely held chord within him snapped, and he made a solemn vow upon her corpse. "I'll kill every single one of them with my own hands, regardless of what I have to sacrifice to do so.” Additional tags No edge lord(synopsis is exaggerated) World building Vengeance Fantasy Trapped Mystery.