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Vicious Little Mission

Faerie has always been an outsider, growing up under the weight of her father’s imprisonment for a crime he didn’t commit. Raised by her single mother, she learned early on that trust is a luxury she couldn’t afford. For years, she sought solace in books, burying herself in her studies to escape the whispers of her father’s alleged crime. But beneath her quiet demeanor lies a steely determination for revenge—she won’t rest until she clears her father's name and brings down those who wronged her family. When a scholarship opportunity to Hera Academy arrives, the world’s most prestigious high school for the elite, crosses her path, Faerie seizes it. It's a chance to infiltrate the very society that turned its back on her family, and maybe, find the truth she’s been searching for. At Hera, status is everything, with students divided by tie colors—blue for scholarship students like Faerie, red for the wealthy, and silver for the ultra-rich. But Faerie’s focus is on one person: Felix Riether, the influential heir to a business empire and the son of her enemy. She knows that getting close to him could be the key to her plans. Yet, as they clash and sparks fly, Felix becomes more than just a target. He’s charming, powerful, and maddeningly intriguing—everything she should avoid. But the allure of forbidden romance is hard to resist, especially when the lines between revenge and desire start to blur. With secrets lurking in the shadows and the stakes higher than ever, Faerie must navigate a treacherous path at Hera Academy, where danger and passion collide. Will she stay true to her mission, or will Felix prove to be the distraction that unravels everything she’s worked for?
houdini · 14.1K Views

The Little Joe is the Fake Hen of Golden Eggs.

Little Joe In the enchanting kingdom of Tallindorie, Little Joe is a spirited boy from a humble farming family, living a life of simplicity and joy. Despite facing rejection due to his modest background, he remains blissfully unaware of the harsh realities of life. His days are filled with secret training sessions with his father, indulging in hearty meals, and earnestly trying to make friends. But everything changes after a fateful encounter at school. When Joe bravely saves the teenage children of a powerful baron, he not only earns their friendship but also receives a mysterious gift that alters the course of his life. Later, after much suffering, fate thrusts Joe into the spotlight, drawing the attention of the lords from neighboring cities who see in him the potential to become a local defender. However, Joe’s dreams reach far beyond the accolades of knighthood. He aspires to be a true hero, someone who can make his parents proud, uplift his small town of Dhaubania, and stand against the corruption and injustices that plague the nobility in the kingdom of Tallindorie. Meanwhile, in the real world, Lowo N'air, a young orphan, is caught in the web of two scientists with dark ambitions. One is a pharmaceutical magnate seeking the perfect herb to create an innovative medicine, while the other is a portal technology developer searching for new worlds to conquer. Both seek the power to reshape reality, but their pursuits risk plunging the world into chaos. Fate takes an unexpected twist with the arrival of SIME, a System of Intelligent Multiple Choices. Due to a critical error, the system distorts the characters' desires in unimaginable ways. Little Joe, who once dreamed of becoming the greatest fighter, finds himself connected to a bugged system that strips him of all his abilities, leaving him at the lowest level of degradation, and only grants him insanely useless skills as rewards. As if that weren't enough, Joe also suffers from the bizarre ability to lay golden eggs—a power that brings him wealth but at the cost of his dignity. On the other hand, Lowo N'air, who longed for riches, is granted the potential to become a formidable warrior. Realizing they belong to different worlds yet are connected by shared technology, Joe and Lowo N'air become disillusioned with the absurd swap of their dreams. United in their frustration, Joe resolves to challenge and modify the very System that altered his destiny, while Lowo rebels, believing that no one should have the power to dictate their dreams.
Kall_Berti · 37.9K Views

Little Light Lord

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days
E_S_Sonnomett · 21.2K Views
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