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[Tomb Raiding + Mystery + Antique Appraisal] I am a poor boy from a small northeastern mountain village. At the dawn of the 21st century, in pursuit of a better life, I joined a northern tomb raiding group. From south to north, I’ve seen the myriad faces of society, mingling with people from all walks of life, the good, the bad, and the strange. Over the years, I’ve gone from a reckless youth to a weathered middle-aged man—my drinking capacity has improved, but time has left its marks. I’ve encountered countless extraordinary people and bizarre events during this journey. If you’re interested, grab a small stool and come listen to the tales of a tomb raider’s life and the fascinating stories of the underworld. ✨Love this translation? Support me on Patreon for early access, exclusive content, and more! Your support keeps the translations coming—subscribe today! ✨Join me on Patreon: Patreon.com/flokixy

"Am I not normal?" "Abnormal!" "What's abnormal about me?" "Where are you normal? Who else would eat lamb spine and report the owner for using sheep with congenital spinal deformities?" "Who else would drink a coffee and insist on explaining what tarry stools are?" "Where's there a medical student who has won a national science and technology first prize?" "Where's there a student who makes professors serve them tea and water?" "Where's there a resident doctor who's scolded the chief so harshly they're drenched in dog's blood?!" "Where's there a doctor..." "Tell me... where are you normal?!" Chen Gong fell silent for a moment, looking at the other person, "To live, one doesn't need to be too normal!" ... Rather than mentally exhausting oneself, it's better to drive others crazy. Just as the saying goes, to live, one doesn't need to be too normal! Similarly, to be a doctor, one definitely doesn't need to be too normal!

A bright and talented vampire hunter for her age, Kimberly Westwood is the best hunter of her generation and the future heir to the family's business. The favorite child of the family, idolized by hunters, and trusted by the association: Kimberly is a lucky young woman with a bright and promising future. So when her luck, and talent, lands her the biggest assignment of a lifetime, Kimberly Westwood easily takes to it. To kill the Vampire Queen. Tasked with the best team and resources, the assignment should've been no problem for the association's prodigy. Until she's running away with said Vampire Queen Yeong-Ja Miltone, throwing her entire future and status as a hunter away. Now Kimberly has to deal with the association sending hunters after her, her own family hunting her down, Yeong-Ja's husband sending his minions after them, and oh, an evil plan that could destroy all of humanity as they know. But hey, at least she's not alone as she tries to get away from everything and everyone. That's something, right?

When John Milton, the poet, dies, he ascends not to the Christian Heaven or Hell, but to a cosmic realm where all gods of all mythologies reside. They each grant him a fragment of their power, recognizing his unparalleled mastery of language and understanding of the divine and infernal. Reborn into a new universe where gods and mortals mingle, Milton possesses absolute power and dominion over time, space, and reality itself.

15 years ago, his elder brother was killed right in front of him in the middle of the night – killed by their most trusted driver. Since then, Stefan had a hard time sleeping and often got nightmares. He learned not to trust anyone. Cayenne worked almost all day and all night. She only got three hours of sleep every day. She was the breadwinner of their family since her mother was diagnosed with tuberculosis. She thought she would have a great time working as a receptionist in a hotel. Until… “I’ll pay you an additional $3000 a month. Sleep with me.” Stefan placed a signed check on the table in front of her. Her head was spinning at the large sum of money. She can finally buy her mother’s medication and send her brothers to school without worry. But to sleep with him? “I’m sorry if I come off rude but, I can’t sleep with you sir.” She tried to refuse politely, afraid that she will lose her job if he felt displease towards her. Stefan took off his coat and placed on the backrest of his chair. “Think about my offer carefully. It wasn’t so bad sleeping with you after all.” It was a mistake she made on her part when she fell asleep right beside him on his bed, drunk and dizzy. Will he make the mistake of trusting someone again? Will he entrust his life to her by sleeping soundly beside her? How will they face each other when they started to unveil the mystery of their identities? ***cover isn’t mine***edited by a friend***I don’t earn anything from this picture*** Original cover was taken from Mr Love: Queen's Choice Related videos and pictures can be seen in Koi to Producer: EVOL×LOVE

Noah Stone an everyday guy got Transmitted into the World of Britannia, The RPG game which he brought a few minutes ago from the local store, and died holding It. He gained Deathless System as a golden finger, a system that allows him to go back in time in random checkpoints every time he dies. - The metallic taste of blood lingered on my tongue along with a kind of sourness. My hands grasped the table in front of me and my vision began darkening. "It's green Snakes poison, hard to come by and difficult to find its antidote" The guy in front of me smiled taking a small sip from an ale mug. "I had to poison your ale, I hope you forgive me, my dear partner" I cursed at him, losing balance along with vision. [ Ding! The host is respawned ] I was sitting on the stool in the tavern and in front of me was the same guy who poisoned me. "Please have toast for our new partnership" He smiled raising a mug with a gentle smile. I smirked at the ale inside my mug, rotating around. Now, now my dear partner! How should I kill you? ----- Additional tags - (Harem) (Beautiful FMLs) (Handsome mc) (Revenge) ( bloodshed) (Mc cannot die) (no mercy) ( R-18) (Smut) ---------- Note- the story will progress at a slower pace so I apologize in advance. English is not my first language, so feel free to comment about any grammatical mistakes... Ps - cover is not mine...

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(*No Rape*) Bringing to you from the Series of The Queens' Trilogy; VOLUME I: A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble With Prince Charming From Royal Reject to Accidental Crown Princess: A Marriage of Convenience Gone Wrong. Every girl dreams of being born a princess, right? Not Oriana. Sitting on a little stool, waited on by hand and foot? No thanks. Freedom, adventure anything but the stifling expectations of royalty is what she craves. In fact, she'd rather be scaling the castle walls tonight than attending a stuffy soiree. Luckily, she wasn't born to be the crown princess. In fact, she is the bane of etiquette tutors and the kingdom's resident "bad egg." But fate, it seems, has a wicked sense of humor. Duty throws Oriana into a political marriage with the infamous Crown Prince Adric of Avon. A notorious playboy known for his scandalous lifestyle and disregard for courtly decorum, Adric seems like the perfect escape hatch from her suffocating expectations. Adric, on the other hand, couldn't care less who he marries. His reputation precedes him; a notorious playboy who thrives on defying expectations. But when the fiery Oriana crashes into his world of calculated indifference, sparks fly. Will this forced union ignite a royal scandal of epic proportions or blossom into an unexpected love that challenges the very foundations of their kingdom? _________ Oriana pressed her lips. "You don't want to do this. I'll hate you forever. I belong elsewhere, not here." "I guess you're mistaken, Princess. You only belong in one place; where I am. You belong to me," Adric said, moving his free hand down. He traced his fingers down Oriana's neck. ._._._._._. VOLUME II (A ROYAL MISMATCH: UNTAMED LOVE) Freya, the royal cook's daughter, loves to read and hide from the world. Her life changes when she catches the royal guard with a married woman in a scandalous act. Now, she's forced to interact with this annoying guard, who's never fallen in love before. Despite his efforts to win her over, Freya doesn't find him attractive like other women do. When they're sent to an ally kingdom as delegates, they spend time together. One day, while the guard is was pleasing other women, Freya discovers a new world she never imagined. What happens when she experiences the forbidden fruit? And is drawn to same guard she vowed never to look at. _________ "What you saw...did you enjoy it?" The young girl turned her face away, avoiding the guard's eyes, as a familiar heat built up between her legs. "Look at me...say the word...beg me to give you the release your body craves," the Royal guard commanded, his grin growing wider as he pushed her chin forward with his large palm. "Why should I?" she replied, her voice firm. "It's men who beg women, not the other way around." The guard chuckled, shaking his head. "Not in your case, I offered it to you the first time and your rejected...if you want it now, you'll have to earn it." Other works of this author; 1. Kitanna from the series of Queens'Trilogy. 2. The Hitman's Sunshine. 3. Cursed Bride of The Damned Vampire King

Amy, a young doctor met an accident while going to work and seeing her death too close, closed her eyes only to open it again in a fully different scenario. "Where am I? Shouldn't I be dead? What happened?" When no one responded to her, she got up to find herself on a wooden bed, she glanced all over the room to find a low-level table with stools, and a screen decorative, and then she looked at herself and thought she was not wearing this....... This whole novel is based on Amy and her life after she reincarnated into this whole new world Why did God give her a second chance? Is it because He pitied the way she died or is there something that she didn't know???

A girl is tied with a rope in a chair in a dark room . She is shivering in a fear . She didn't know what is happening to her , why she is kept in a dark room , who kidnapped her . What they will do to her . These are the questions in her mind but she is a brave girl . So she bravely waiting for the person who is kidnapping her . A sound of door opening is heard . She compose herself to speak to the person . Her face is covered with black cloth and her eyes are blindfolded . She feels the person is coming near her . That person is removing her blindfold . She is shocked to see the person . That person is the world's most dangerous mafia gang SHARK 's don Ryan Milton. She is panicking to see him . He is not known by everyone . He is far away from media but he is a celebrity . His CEO personality is known by everyone but his underworld ruled by him . No one dare to mess with him . She didn't know , why he is kidnapping her . She knows him very well as a mafia don because she is a journalist and secret agent for helping Intelligence bureau but she believes that he didn't know about her . She asked innocently ," Wh....Who are you ? Why are you bringing me here ?" He smiles at her intelligence . He closely observe her . Her hazel eyes are glittering . Her soft plump lips urges him to kiss her . Her sweats are like pearl fall on the floor . He told her ," Smart move Miss Myra Rana , an aspiring journalist and fiance of a famous reporter Aryan " Her world shattered . She knows he would definitely kill her but she wanted to save Aryan . Her thoughts interupted by a rough slap on her cheeks which was given by Ryan. " How dare you Miss.Myra ? . How can you think that you can escape once enter into my mansion . How dare you to mess with me ?" He then repeatedly slaps her . Atlast she loses her consicious and when she about to fall he wraps his arm around her hip to make steady and then he asked his guards to bring cold water . He splashes the water on her face to get her waking up " Ms Myra get up you fuck . How dare you ?" She opened her eyes . Her cheeks are turned to red and her lips are swollen and bleeding . She saw the man who is tied in a chain who is bleeding heavily . She clearly observe the person who is none other than her fiance Aryan . Her heart shattered . She is crying continuously She begged Ryan to leave Aryan . He devilishly smiled at her and take a gun out and point out Aryan's head .Her heart stops . Then he press the trigger , the shooting sound thunder her ear . She shouts and closed the eyes . Ryan told her ," Open your eyes miss myra " She opened but Aryan was not dead . Then she look at Ryan . Who stare at her " Ms Myra , how can you think I simply kill him . My punishment for both of you is begging for your death but the death is not arrive till my revenge is over " I can give you two option .Choose one First kill him , I leave you Second marry me , I leave him The option is yours . Time starts now . Within 10 mins you should answer me .

"Why bother throwing the man in the sea when you can just burn him and bury him deep into the forest?" Nic asked as he stood behind a man who was in front of a lot of computer screens. "What are you talking about?" The man didn't even look away from his computers when he asked indifferently. Nic draped his arms on the backrest of the sofa. He crossed his leg over the other and said, "I wouldn't be surprised if Meg would one day come here skipping happily to arrest you," He was looking at the screens in front of him until his eyes landed on the screen that shows the very woman he just mentioned. "She would definitely be happy to arrest me but she won't," Before Nic could ask why he was so confident, Timothy turned around to face him without standing up and asked, "What do you want?" Nic didn't even hesitate and straightforwardly said, "We want in," Timothy's eyes darken. "We?" He asked. "Me and Mason," Nic replied. "No," Timothy instantly answered and then turned his back on Nic to continue doing whatever it is that he was doing. "Why do you want to do this?" "I know that you are doing this because of what happened to your mother in the past and I believe in your purpose. We want to seek justice in our own way," Nic said. "This is unlawful," Timothy just said. "Since when did we abide by the law? Have you forgotten that we have our own rules, our own laws? Heck, we even have our own punishment and prison cells. You of all people should know that because you have been taking advantage of it since you were ten," Nic said. ********************************************** Nic, Mason, Daxon, and Matthew grew up together. Since their parents were friends, it was understandable that they grew up as friends as well. In fact, they always joked that they were friends before they were born. They care for each other. They look out for each other. They would kill for each other. Their bond was so deep that they always have each other's back. To the point that they would support and keep each others crimes. They were rich, smart, and powerful. Not to mention they were all good-looking young men. Everyone knows that. But not everyone knows the crimes that they were hiding. No know would know...no one should know. Except for their women. But the problem is...how are they going to tell their women that they are vigilantes who torture and kill criminals without making them run for the hills? Because if there is only one thing they fear...that is losing their women.

The story takes place in a strange world In which modernity meets mythology; As it contains all the eastern, western, southern and northern mythologies and civilizations, and despite the beauty of this world, it is not safe or quiet because of supernatural monsters, whether they are from myths or beyond . How does humanity contend with these abominations and is there any way to survive and thrive in this dire world?

I could hear the din from the bar as I exited my SUV and I was still almost a block away. What a shame! I knew from long experience that would change as soon as my foot crossed the threshold. I tend to have that effect on people. I’m six feet six inches tall and I weigh an even 250 pounds—all of it broad shouldered muscle. My Body Mass Index at my last physical was less than four percent. My light brown hair is styled exactly the way it’s been for the past fifteen years—ever since I first joined the Navy. Sure enough, no sooner had I taken my first step into the bar than the noise died. When I turned left and stepped up to the bar the people there couldn’t back away fast enough. I took a stool in the middle of the empty space and sat down, waiting for the bartender to approach. “I’m not looking for any trouble.” “Good…neither am I. Give me a ginger ale.” He reached under the bar for a glass and some ice. Twenty seconds later he slid the glass in my direction. I pulled a fiver from my pocket and dropped it on the bar. He ignored it and walked away to draw a few beers and pour some wine. It looked to me like this was a pretty cheap crowd. Checking up and down the bar all I could see were longnecks and drafts. I reached into the lower left pocket of my cargo pants. Like almost everything else I was wearing they were a true deep navy blue. My heavy shoes were black as was my wide belt. My belt said as much about me as the bold white lettering across my chest. Just below the American flag over my heart were the letters that were my life—U. S. MARSHAL. On my right hip was my nickel plated .44 Magnum Colt Python, just behind two speed loaders in addition to the twenty-four rounds on the belt. On my left hip was my ASP Talon baton—every bit as deadly a weapon in my hands as the revolver. A pouch at the back of my right hip held my stainless steel handcuffs and its partner on the opposite side held my radio—my link to my backup team. I placed the photo flat on the bar as the bartender returned to me. “I’ll have another,” I said in a loud voice, continuing so I wouldn’t be overheard. “Don’t pick it up and don’t make a production of looking at it. I’ve been told that he comes here a lot. Is he here tonight? If he is and he escapes because you’ve given me away I’ll see to it that you’re arrested for obstruction of justice.” He gulped a few times but did as he was told, nodding slightly in response. I continued almost at a whisper. “If my nose is pointing to twelve o’clock, my right ear to three, the back of my head to six, and my left ear to nine, tell me where he is. Again, don’t point or do anything obvious and we’ll be fine.” He pretended to wipe the bar as he whispered, “About 4:30 with his back to you.” I picked up the reflection in the mirror then asked, “Red shirt with black and white stripes, looking away from me?” He nodded again. Now, in my normal tone of voice I asked, “Where’s the men’s room?”

The morning of his ex-girlfriend's birthday, Jack woke up feeling empty. He had been dreading this day for weeks, knowing that it would bring back memories of their time together. He got up and went to the store, trying to distract himself with work. As he opened the store, Jack noticed that it was unusually quiet. There were no customers in sight, and he started to worry about his sales. He had been struggling to make a profit for weeks, and he knew he couldn't afford to lose any more money. As the day went on, Jack's mood grew darker. He checked his phone several times, hoping to find a message from his ex-girlfriend, but there was nothing. He felt like he was alone in the world, with no one to talk to or share his pain. As the store closed in the evening, Jack felt like he had hit rock bottom. He sat on a stool behind the counter, staring at the empty shelves and feeling sorry for himself. He wondered if he had made a mistake by dropping out of school and starting the store. Maybe he should have stayed in school and pursued his dreams. Just as Jack was about to give up, he heard a voice in his mind. It was a strange voice, unlike anything he had ever heard before. The voice told him that he had just acquired a new system that would change his life. It was a rebate system that gave him a rebate of 1 to 1000 times for each item he sold. At first, Jack thought it was a joke. He looked around the store, trying to find the source of the voice. But there was no one there except him. He decided to give it a try and sold a few items with the rebate. To his surprise, people started coming into the store, attracted by the great deals he was offering. As the night went on, Jack's sales skyrocketed. He couldn't believe his luck. He had gone from feeling depressed and alone to feeling hopeful and optimistic. He knew that this was his chance to turn his store into a success. As he closed the store and counted his profits, Jack realized that he had found a new purpose in life. He no longer needed his ex-girlfriend or anyone else to make him feel happy. He had discovered a new way to make a living, and he was determined to make the most of it.

Forty-three years old Argyle MacMillan is a hardened criminal with nothing to his name except his daughter whom his girlfriend took far away, and his criminal records for the past seventeen years. He spent most of his time in jail and carried on with the act of thievery each time he gets released. "One last straw, Argyle, and you'll spend the rest of your life in jail." He didn't take this warning to heart after his release and went out to steal on that same night with his gang. He got shot severally by security guards, died, and found himself in the body of a white-haired twenty-one-year-old barbarian prince, dressed in animal skin and carried on top of a four-legged wooden stool by servants. He was taken into the midst of a thousand savages, chanting "Marcello!" Worse, they placed him in front of the Barbarian King who beheaded three people over his excitement for his seventh son who had super powers. He called him 'Descendant from Odin' Argyle, now Prince Marcello who was fear-driven and didn't know what the hell was going on, was asked to exhibit his powers since he was the first of their kind to have magical powers. "Fuck all ya!" He yelled, giving the Barbarian King his middle finger, and they laughed and cheered at this, thinking it was some sort of magical language. Shifting his gaze to some savages eating fly-perched bloodied meat, his stomach churned. "I wanna go home!" He wailed and immediately a fire arrow from afar got shot into his chest and there was an uproar from the crowd. Turned out they were being attacked by their enemies and they broke out into a war. Prince Marcello took out the arrow from his burning and wounded chest, only to find himself healed within seconds. His eyes widened in absolute unbelief but he knew he had no time to waste, he needed to head back home, so he tried to escape because he wanted to be as far away from them as possible until he saw himself flying in the air with giant wings. Frightened to the bone, he tried to stop it and accidentally crashed into a moving vehicle on the road, damaging it in the process. "Thankfully, it ain't ancient time." He murmured under his breath as he maintained eye contact with the tour journalists who stared back at him with raised eyes and gaped mouths. They took him to civilization and after visiting his grave and crying for some time over his death, he was left with two alternatives. Start afresh as Marcello or return to the previous life of his old body. But he could pick neither of the two because weird things always happened and he found himself in the midst of it all, recusing lives and helping people instead of stealing. Worse, the national security team was after him after figuring out he had super powers.

there was a time when i was in teen age i am reading in o level the age is very aggressive and full of passion, i was living in a forest house my father was there ding job as a watchman, my father was posting there recently from another district, i am new in that society i am going out side home and looking some one witch can help me to introduce with others age fellows of the locality, i am wondering here and there but useless, suddenly i saw a play ground where girls and boys are playing i thought that now i will be noticed i go there and waiting for some one will come and shake hand with me but its my dream there every body is looking me like alien just they are looking and frighten with me like devil,any how i am there new person in that locality so they are true in sense of looking me, when a lot of time passed and nobody noticed me i imagine that might be i am alien, i was sitting on stool near the pound which was located across the ground when suddenly one girl came to near me and say loudly hoooooo like screem i am sitting there in my dream i fell in the pound after listen the roar, luckely water was not so deep i was swimed there badly and looked that giral who make this thing, she is frigtened to look me and ran away, i came out and go home very neext morning my father make admission of me in locality school, i am very happy to thought about new school and new friends will be there, and all the procedure was complete and the day came when i go to my new school,when i was entering in my class i saw a girl who was shouted on me few days before. my teacher was welcome me in the class and introduce me in the class with other students, i am feeling very happy and then teacher asked me to sit down in the chair when i sited on my chair some one pull my chair fastly and i fell down, i am feel shamed in front of class when they are looking towards me and laughing, i stand up hurry and looked who did this when i looked back i am surprised the girl was looking me and laughing,and she was already once surprised me.

On the way to escape, a stranger took away her virginity. She didn’t expect that the stranger was Jasper Milton, who was rich and powerful, as well as ruthless and cold. It was said that he didn’t love woman. However, it was not true. She was suffering from a sore back after having sex with him every day, and finally she couldn’t stand it, “You don’t need to be responsible for me anymore, and you are free now.” He sat by her bed, pulled her into his arms, and said gently: “Stella, are you mistaken, shouldn’t it be you who is responsible? " Stella Grace:”…"

WARNING : R(18+) Twenty five years old Alexa Martinez was forced by her mother to marry a man who is many years older than her. Without any option, she decided to marry him. At first life was good but as soon as she gave birth, everything changed. The man started to disrespect her in front of the kids and also cheat. Humble and naive, she tried her level best to bear up with his humiliation but her life changed the moment her best friend Bella dragged her in the club. In the club she met a devilishly handsome stranger whom she had a one night stand with. However after this one night stand she instead got "Obsessed with cheating" . MARK WATSON is aggressive and rude. He abused Alexa a lot and things got worse when she gave birth . He began to cheat and disrespect her in front of the kids but then he regretted it later when he realized it that Alexa had finally got a man who is young and richer than him . EXTRACT : " I can't stay in this bar, am married with three kids " , l reprimanded myself as I tried to think of something that I could do to stay the hell away from this temptation. " Let me get out of this club right now , this isn't right " , With my mind warning me , l instantly picked up my half filled up glass and jumped off the velvet leathered stool . " Here is the money ", l countered to the bartender then I turned on my heels to leave . However as I was about to walk away , out of the sudden the stranger halted up my movements by holding up my hand . " Don't go stay , do you mind if we have a drink together " , " l'm sorry that isn't going to happen , this isn't me , l don't do this , l never do this " , l murmured quickly with my heart beating harder. This was all honestly new to me and having his grip on my hand was making me to think the worst .

He has all the traits that you wished for your dream man to have. Power, money, perfection, handsomeness and a body like a Greek God. But he's in love. He's in love with her. For him, she is the completion of his dream, a perfect wife and a mother to be with his children. He would give her everything including his own life. He would sacrifice his world for her. But she left him. She betrayed him. She broke his heart into pieces. And he turned into a cold, heartless, rude and an arrogant billionaire, who would do everything to show her that she's no longer important into his life. Even though the truth is the opposite of what he is doing. His heart still aches for her. And that's when he met me. I applied as his Personal Assistant to fulfil my bucket list of dreams. To explore my life and experience everything. He offered me a deal. He asked me to marry him just to show his ex that he already moved on. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "She's pregnant." He blurted out and I almost stumbled on where I am standing. I just gripped the backrest of the couch to support my weight. The pain creeping in my heart is unbearable but I managed to stay calm. "Wow! Congratulations!" I said faking my excitement as I remembered him saying... -cheating would not be the reason to break our marriage- of course I couldn't accuse him of this as 'cheating' because she was the real reason why we are pretending as a couple. He still loves her. He's still in love with her. And that's when I made the biggest decision in my life. Taking all my strength and a piece of my heart that still hanging on a thin rope... I left him. Taking also my biggest secret in me... that I've already fallen in love with him. Then I learned a lesson; 'Loving someone who doesn't love you back isn't as hard as loving someone who still in love with his ex and who just only uses you to get her back again into his life..'

My name is Shewa Milton. I am a beautiful girl of 19 years and I am going to share my story of my teenage years and how I almost missed it.

When I was a kid my dream was to be a lawyer and am still going to where my dreams belong to. I always want the world stop racism and stop criticism . People get kill for what's belong to them Where are we exactly heading to. I always have a question but can't say Why will I kill someone when am afraid of losing my self why? Why will you forced someone to leave this amazing world which was created for all of us? A church can owned a school yet the poor can't attend what's that mean? Some people have money but they don't have happiness and the poor have no money but they enjoy smiling with the trusted one.

Milton Masters has it all, riches, his own talent agency, a mansion and a beautiful wife. Until one morning he starts to lose everything. What’s the connection between his sudden streak of bad luck and these lapses in his memory? And what’s it got to do with these hallucinations he keeps having of a spectral dog?

In the City of Sin, there is a very strange restaurant. In this restaurant, the elves and dwarves must share a table, the orcs are strangely quiet (instead of being rowdy), dragons are only welcomed on the small square in front of the restaurant, and the demons must bring their own stool. But this strange restaurant with their strange rules continuously attracts a long queue of customers. “This place serves the best food! The chef of this restaurant is a genius!” Some of the guests in the restaurant left glowing reviews. But these guests have a word of warning for other guests, “And, no matter what you do, you should not attempt to kidnap the boss or try to ‘eat and run’, or you will die.” A cute lovely girl near the door, and demanded in her small voice, “You have eaten the food, now pay up, or I will beat you to death.” The five-meter tall dragon suddenly felt a chill running up its spine. https://vt.tiktok.com/ZSenW1pS8/

“Ah-Li.” Only she. Only she dared call him in such an intimate manner. To his other women, to the Empress Consort herself, he was His Majesty, the Xinlong Emperor. The Empress Dowager, in an upsurge of tenderness, might have called him Your Highness, in remembrance of the days when he had been but a fourth Prince. But she, she would always trample his dignity underfoot. She, she would always flaunt her dominance in the Inner Palace. “Ah-Li, always remember the source from which you drink.” A cold shiver ran down his spine. She knew. He had come to ring the death knell for her. As he had rung it for so many before her. For his own flesh and blood. She knew. He hovered over her outstretched silhouette, looking down on her. Desire whipped his mind, fear grabbed him around the throat, making it ever so difficult for him to swallow the saliva that was accumulating in his mouth. Before he could even extend a hand, he felt a palm squarely setting against his abdomen. Pushing at it without ceremony. “It is Imperial Concubine Qin’s great honor to be attending His Majesty, the Emperor, in his chambers tonight. He better take his leave not to make her wait. This humble court lady is tired and wishes to rest.” ¤¤¤ Those Hūna brutes had been stricken dumb. They pillaged, they raped, they tortured, they killed. However, never had they seen a woman, a Hua woman at that, calmly coming out of a tent after having been stripped naked. Her spine straight, her chin kicked up high, her eyes glistening with contempt, she treaded forward. They took a step back as if they had seen an evil spirit. Deep laughter broke through the reigning silence. Right in front of her was he. Seated on a stool at the head of this little congregation, wiping the blade of his sword clean. The man whose eyes were like mother-of-pearl. Heyan Yu. She advanced towards him with all the confidence in the world. As if she were not about to be violated by a group of sordid barbarians. As if she were still the grand Noble Imperial Consort Huihuang. He observed her with those eyes she admired jealously. His smile was as full of contempt as was her posture. When she finally came to him, the expanse of her white skin blocking anything else from his view, he lifted his head. His voice was deep and reverberated through her whole body. “What does the beauty want from this humble one?” That is when her palm made contact with his face. Igniting a fire that would not be extinguished in their lifetimes. Stupidity deserved punishment. Heyan Yu truly was young. So young he had fallen into Ah-Li’s more than obvious trap. But she would set everything to right. His face contorted in shocked anger as his men let a horrified gasp escape them. Everyone who was the least familiar with his character would have known at that moment that blood would flow. But that Hua wretch simply turned around, her jet black hair twisting about her calves, and asked in a sing-song voice: “Well, who wishes to go first?” ------------------------------------------------------------------- [The magnificent cover was made by none other than the very talented, the all-conquering, the supreme Jenjibread. Check out her story "Crocodile Tears", I guarantee you will like it.]

From centuries vampires have shown no mercy to human. But Magnus Alby was different..... What does fate have destined for him. Aurora Milton is a simple girl, tangled up in a messy family, with an abusive father and helpless mother. Lets see what happens when she ends up as a beloved for a vampire she doesn't even know exists. note: Guys this is my first book. Please let me know it there are some mistakes. THE PHOTOS USED ARE NOT MINE

There was a person names Nari, she was just a regular person living her highschool life but she absolutely loves reading about fantasy. But sadly she died to over exhaustion in her school works but she was reincarnated to another world The new world was full of magic and swords just like what she read, she was excited to live her new life. But what's this? She was reincarnated as a frog? Well that won't stop her from living her new fantasy life to the fullest. So Nari starts her journey to learn all types of magic in this new found world she was reincarnated into, what will happen next? Continue reading to find out! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Disclaimer: The Cover for this Novel is mine, it was made by AinsT1ck

People make mistakes, and they have regrets. Most people want to go back in time and change something, but they all think that that's not possible. But what if it wasn't? What if Nate, a 23 year old failing-at-life grad student, could?