Plastic Flour Sifter

The heiress to a powerful tech company, Diane Lily Hoffman, had a tough childhood filled with lies and mistreatment. At 14, her cruel stepmother tricked her into thinking her father had sold her to his enemies. From there, the family who adopted her abused her physically and emotionally. Using her as a ploy to get rich, her adopted family forced her into what she thought was a loveless marriage with a plastic surgeon named Gabriel. Despite what she perceived as a lack of love, she found solace in her married life until her path was chosen for her again and lies were made to drive a wedge between her and Gabriel. The divorce was painful and she realised all too late that everything was not what it seemed. Unfortunately, the lies her family crafted were too much for Gabriel to ever give her a chance again. Just as she was about to die, Diane was given a second chance to fix her mistakes. Now reborn, Diane is ready to find her real father and ex-husband, seeking revenge on the family that betrayed her and taking back the life and justice she deserves. “Gabriel… what if it hurts? Will you still hold me close?” Diane’s voice trembled as she stepped back, gripping the edge of her shirt. “Diane, those scars tell your story, but I’ll rewrite the ending by erasing everything that’s been done to you.” Gabriel reached for her hand, and pulled her toward him. “With every cut, I promise to make sure that part of your past is gone.” “Bullets shot too soon; nobody can save me…” She shook her head, backing away, but he closed the distance, grasping her shoulders. “I promise, I’ll do everything to keep you safe, Diane.” He squeezed her shoulders gently. “No tears of yours will ever leave another trace.” “I wish I could have quit you, I wish I never missed you…” Her voice broke as she turned away, but he caught her wrist, spinning her back to face him. “If you die in this life, let me go too, so this time I can be right there with you.” Gabriel held her tight as if to shield her from the world’s pain. “It was my heart, it was my life, it was my start, it was your knife…”

We became what the eyes see us as. Not us. Not real. *** "Try this." Yuki lifted his gaze to see a fish ball skewered on a stick, held close to his mouth. The hand offering it belonged to none other than the striking stranger standing beside him. He wore a blue and white uniform, a black bag slung over one shoulder. Yuki’s eyes landed on the stranger’s face again. Even now, he still wasn’t used to seeing someone like him—a face that seemed completely out of place in their small, ordinary town. There was no doubt he was an outsider. "Yuki." Yuki was startled when the stranger moved the skewer even closer to his lips. He could smell the warm, spicy sauce, and without thinking, he quickly flicked his tongue over it. His brows furrowed in surprise—it was unexpectedly delicious. Instead of reprimanding the stranger, he found himself praising him. "Mm, this is good!" He opened his mouth to take a bite of the fish ball—only for it to vanish into thin air. "Huh?" Confused, he looked up, but the stranger was already busy selecting more street food. Yuki’s cheeks suddenly burned, and with clenched fists, he moved closer to him. "What’s your problem?" Even the elderly vendor glanced at them, observing how the stranger completely ignored Yuki. His face flushed with frustration, as if ready to pick a fight. The vendor quickly intervened. "Alright, alright, no fighting! Son, just choose what you want." He nudged Yuki toward the food stall. "No, thank you." Yuki muttered before walking away from the kiosk. The old vendor watched him leave, staring in silence until he disappeared from sight. "One more order of that, please. And make it to-go." The stranger finally spoke. "Ah, sure, son." When the vendor handed him the food, the young man left without another word. Hands in his pockets, he walked in the same direction Yuki had gone, the plastic bag of fish balls dangling from his fingers. The vendor sighed and sat down, shaking his head. "Kids these days." ©2025

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

On the 10th anniversary of her guild's founding, Serys Larkwell stuns her friends and co-founders by announcing her retirement as vice captain. Known far and wide as an extraordinary healer, Serys now sets her sights on a new challenge: opening a bakery in the quaint town of Eldoria. As her guild grapples with the shock, Serys plunges into the world of flour, yeast, and confections. Will her skills and resilience as a healer translate into the delicate art of baking? Can she rise to the occasion, or will the siren call of adventure lure her back to the front lines of perilous quests? Join Serys on her day-to-day journey as a beginner baker. Watch her navigate the trials of perfecting pastries, forging bonds with the townsfolk, and discovering new forms of magic in the kitchen. As she crafts delectable treats, Serys faces the ultimate test: finding the joy and fulfillment in the simple, yet profound, art of baking.

Lex has never felt content. His life been mostly devoid of meaning and his seems truly lost. Until one day he is sent to a strange space resembling his school. With dangerous creatures forcing him to either confront his fears or turn his back he has a choice. Will Lex be able to confront and overcome these spaces or will he eventually fall into despair, for when he returns back to reality not everything is the same as it was...

　　As a melon eater in the new era, Jiang Youtao is like a melon in the melon field. She is there wherever there are melons. So on a thunderstorm night with lightning and rain, she traveled through time and became a poor little girl with the same name in the 1970s. 　　The poor little girl lost her mother at an early age, and her scumbag father remarried. Not only did she not have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, but she also had to do endless housework and endure endless beatings and scolding. 　　The time when Jiang Youtao traveled through time was the moment when the poor scumbag father forced the original owner to go to the countryside to take over his stepbrother's place in order to have someone to take care of him in his old age and to smash a pot after his death. 　　Thinking about the environment of hunger and cold in this era, Jiang Youtao's eyes went dark. In the last second before she lost consciousness, a voice appeared in her mind: 　　[ Ding ~ The melon-eating system is at your service. As long as you complete the melon-eating task, you can exchange it for supplies~~] 　　In order to have enough food and clothes, Jiang Youtao tried hard, so she ran around in the bloody world that was a fusion of many contemporary literatures, either eating melons or on the way to eat melons. 　　A certain educated youth from the same educated youth point traveled through time with space supplies, but ended up being a poverty alleviation stepmother; 　　"The mission is here ~ Watch and mess up the first meeting between the male and female protagonists, and the rewards are: 3 meat buns, 500g beef jerky, 1kg butter melon seeds." 　　A young wife in the village who had just been married for one day woke up and wanted to divorce her husband and marry her ex-husband's uncle; 　　"Ding ~ Watch the famous scene of the heroine getting divorced and applaud in public to receive 5kg of rice, 250g of pork, 5 feet of cloth, and 1kg of salt and pepper melon seeds." 　　The accountant's eldest granddaughter is a well-known lucky bag, while the second granddaughter is a jinx who is plagued by bad luck; 　　"Ding ~ Watch the jinx star commit suicide and help her, and you will get 5kg of white flour, a chicken drumstick, and 1kg of green tea flavored melon seeds." 　　Jiang Youtao enjoyed eating melons, and the melon seeds in her hand kept increasing. She had to go out to sell them. Before she knew it, she had made a fortune by selling melon seeds and became a famous roasted food king after the reform and opening up. The courtyard houses in Beijing and the small houses in Haishi were no longer a dream for her. She could go wherever she wanted. 　　But while she was eating the melon, a figure suddenly appeared beside her. Jiang Youtao reluctantly grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to him: "Big brother, do you want some melon seeds?" ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ One-sentence summary: There are too many melons, and the melon-eating crowd is very busy. Theme: Grow in adversity and strive to face the sun. ♤♤♤♤♤ Brief review of the work: This article has positive values, a fast pace, and never lets up on face-slapping stories, satisfying everyone's appetite for gossip. The author's writing is fluent, and he truly depicts the customs and style of the 1970s. The plot is compact, and it is a masterpiece of the era that is worth reading. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ No. Of Chapters: 183 Chapters ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Alternative Name/s: I Became Rich by Eating Melons in 1970s ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Original Author: Rain Falling on the Curtains (Yǔ luò chuāng lián) ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ nerdygangster14's Note: This book is not mine. All the content are all credited to original author and the publisher of this book where I have read this book. I just want to share this story to you guys cause this book deserved to be publicized and loved by others. I'm a fan of this book and the author of this book.

Aslaan is not your average 5-year-old. While his peers are busy with toys and games, Aslaan is more interested in solving complex math problems, conducting scientific experiments, and contemplating the mysteries of the universe. His mind is sharp, and his intellect is beyond his years—yet, the world around him is still stuck on birthday parties, balloons, and plastic toys. On his fifth birthday, Aslaan’s life takes a familiar turn. Surrounded by well-meaning relatives who hand him childish gifts and pinch his cheeks, Aslaan can’t help but feel like a misunderstood genius trapped in a world that makes no sense. To everyone else, he’s just a “cute little boy,” but Aslaan knows the truth: he’s destined for greater things. Though Aslaan is too young to drive a car or run a business, he’s determined to prove that his genius is meant to be treated seriously. From starting a lemonade stand that goes wrong to solving an inexplicable neighborhood mystery, Aslaan stumbles through one hilarious misadventure after another, leaving chaos and confusion in his wake. While trying to fit into a world that doesn’t quite understand him, Aslaan navigates the eccentricities of his family: his strict father, a retired military officer, who pushes him to be disciplined; his doting mother, a gynaecologist, who just wants him to be a “normal” child; and his sisters, who love him but think he’s a little too much to handle. In a world where birthday parties are considered life’s biggest event, Aslaan’s scientific mind and outsider perspective turn everyday situations into absurd challenges. Can this 5-year-old genius find a way to make his mark on the world without losing his sanity? Or will the chaotic adventures of being a child prove to be the most perplexing puzzle he’s ever had to solve

What's the most important thing in cooking? Many would say, knowledge. Another mass would say, mentality and talent. But for Jack, a professional home cook, the most important is not those pretentious answer. Modern appliance! Modern equipment! Thus, the crisis he felt when he was thrown into another world was not his life, but. "Ah! No!! How can I sous-vide without plastic and vacuum sealer?! How can I know the exact temperature of my meat?!! What should I do without my smart oven!!! I could watch Spongebob while waiting, dammit!!" What gave him hope was the existence of magic. And thus, fueled by pure commitment to re-create his smart kitchenware, Jack travel far and wide, hoarding magical knowledge, and sometimes even create his own magic. But, some of these magics are forbidden by nature. And Jack used them consistently, accidentally mastering them, and unknowingly... caused mayhem. "Wh-what are you...?" "... A cook, sir." "Ho! Are ya that mage that spook my brats, eh? Ye'r the real deal, I thought yer not. Lads! I challenge you!!" "... please stop making a ruckus, you'll scare my livestocks. And also, I refuse. I'm just a cook." "I see. You're definitely strong. Huhu, I like you. Join me. I'll give your far better treatment than other organization. I promise in the name of Snow White." "But I'm just a cook, Miss..." Words traveled far and wide, carrying the news of a certain man's impossible achievement. Tall, handsome, strong, and insanely smart in magic. Oh, and a little bit mastery in culinary. Many was envious, and wish it was them. But the subject of this rumors now developed a habit of stress eating disorder, and lack of sleep. And staring at his ceiling at three in the morning, he lament. "Why does things turns out this way...?" "MAGE OF FORBIDDEN! I CHALLENGE YOU---" "Oh, for god's sake!"

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.

Xu Yinyin's last memory was the blaring sound of her phone alarm. She had been working late into the night, drowning in financial reports and endless deadlines. A single moment of dizziness, a sharp pain in her chest, and then… darkness. When she opens her eyes, she is no longer in her modern high-rise apartment but in a **tiny, dimly lit room** that smells of damp straw and mildew. The air is thin and cold, and her body feels incredibly weak, as if she hasn't eaten in days. Her gaze lands on the cracked ceiling, the wooden beams above her looking fragile, as if they could collapse at any moment. Her body aches, and when she moves her hands, she feels her own **bony fingers**—thin, fragile, with calluses that don’t belong to her. Her throat is dry. Her stomach twists in hunger. **"Where… am I?"** She struggles to sit up, only to feel sharp pain radiating from her limbs. Her wrists are marked with old scars, faint traces of bruises scattered across her arms. The shabby quilt covering her is thin, barely providing warmth. A sense of unease grips her. Then, memories **flood** her mind. Her name is no longer Xu Yinyin. She is now **Su Wan**, a nineteen-year-old orphan in a poverty-stricken village in 1960s China. Her parents passed away early, leaving her at the mercy of her uncle’s family. Instead of caring for her, they treated her as an unwanted burden—a servant who worked from dawn to dusk with barely enough food to survive. Just yesterday, the original Su Wan had collapsed from exhaustion while carrying heavy buckets of water from the river. No one helped her. No one cared. She had been left in this tiny storage room to either wake up or die. The realization makes her shudder. Before she can process more, a cold, mechanical voice **echoes in her mind.** **[Host detected. Survival Space System initializing.]** A translucent blue screen appears before her. ### **Inventory:** ✔ **Fresh vegetables, rice, and flour** ✔ **Bottled clean water** ✔ **A first-aid kit with modern medicine** ✔ **Basic survival tools like a knife and matches** Su Wan's eyes widen. **"A cheat system?!"** She instinctively selects a loaf of bread. The next moment, a **warm, soft bun appears in her hand.** The scent of freshly baked bread fills the air. Her stomach growls. With trembling hands, she **takes a bite**—the fluffy warmth melting on her tongue, sending an almost overwhelming sensation of relief through her starved body. Warmth spreads through her, chasing away the biting cold. Her eyes flicker with determination. **"I have a second chance. I won’t let anyone trample on me again!! "

When Amber Benson, a New York City Upper East Side bombshell, plunged from her burning yacht into the Hudson River, she clutched a photo of her fiancé, Jared, cheating on her with his best friend, Lila. Three years later, Violet, a redhead born under the knife of Paris' most mysterious plastic surgeon, returns to Manhattan with a $300 million trust fund. A plan for revenge is laid out in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of a Fifth Avenue penthouse suite, only to run into the broken starlight in the gray-blue pupils of Ethan, a Wall Street upstart. When four bodies turn up one by one in the Central Park Rose Garden, those diamond-cut vows finally ooze blood.

Authors have magical powers, they create worlds other than their own. Once those worlds are abandoned, it is damned. .... Jia Jianyu is a small-time author who managed to garner a large number of readers. She is highly loved and hated by her readers because she is known to never finish any work then jump to another book and create chaos. Unfortunately, a crazy fan found out her real identity and thrown her dozens of eggs and she DIED. Jia Jianyu:"..." Are the eggs made of rock or is my skull made of plastic??? When she opened her eyes again, she was welcomed by other famed authors. It's just that... There's something wrong with these authors and their creations.... Author number 1 often hides in the darkness. Author number 2 is invincible. Author number 3 can levitate. Author number 4 seems a... Nonhuman.

In the year 2025, a cataclysmic celestial event fractures the boundaries between worlds. The entire European Union—its land, people, infrastructure, and institutions—is mysteriously transported to *Eldryth*, a realm of floating continents, ancient magic, and warring feudal kingdoms. Overnight, 27 member states and 450 million citizens find themselves stranded in a world where dragons rule the skies, enchanted forests harbor sentient beasts, and political power is measured in mana crystals rather than euros. The EU’s founding principles of unity, democracy, and human rights clash violently with Eldryth’s arcane hierarchies and blood-oath loyalties. Chancellor *Lira Voss*, a pragmatic German leader, and *High Magister Kaelan Thorne*, a cunning elven sorcerer-regent, become unlikely adversaries—and reluctant allies—as they navigate a precarious peace. While EU engineers scramble to adapt renewable energy grids to run on elemental ley lines, Polish cavalrymen trade tactics with griffin riders, and Italian chefs reinvent pasta using *voidshroom* flour, darker forces stir. The *Sunderborn*, a cult worshipping the eldritch entity that caused the transmigration, seeks to devour both worlds. *Aegis Europa* blends geopolitical intrigue with high fantasy, exploring questions of cultural assimilation, technological vs. magical progress, and whether a bureaucratic superpower can survive sword-and-sorcery diplomacy. As the EU’s Parliament debates trade pacts with merfolk city-states and NATO mages duel necromancer warlords, one truth becomes clear: the only way home is to forge a new *Celestial Accord*… or watch both realms collapse into chaos.

*WSA Entry* *** Alex, born into the illustrious and undeniably gifted Blackwood family, was a stark anomaly. While his siblings excelled in everything from music to sports, h e was a blank canvas, utterly talentless. This ostracized him, making him a target for his family's disdain and bullying from his classmates. Finding solace only in the world of anime, Alex retreated into his room, spending days in a state of squalor, fueled by ramen and the fantasy worlds on his screen. One day, while attempting to microwave a plastic container filled with ramen (because even basic kitchen skills were beyond him), the microwave exploded, turning Alex's room into a scene of hilarious destruction. Instead of dying tragically, he finds himself resurrected…in the anime he loved the most, "Swords and Sorcery," a fantastical world brimming with magic and adventure. As Alex, now a fresh-faced young adventurer in this new world, he discovers he can wield the powers of any character from any anime he's ever watched. Suddenly, his days of being mocked for his lack of talent are a distant memory. He can summon the mystical powers of a powerful wizard, the strength of a legendary warrior, or the agility of a skilled ninja. He even discovers he can tap into the magical abilities of characters from lesser-known anime, like a charming witch from a forgotten shoujo series or a cunning strategist from a tactical mecha anime. Armed with his vast anime knowledge and newfound abilities, Kai embarks on a life of self-discovery and adventure. He'll navigate the complexities of this magical world, forge alliances with unlikely heroes, and face off against powerful foes, all while striving to prove his worth and overcome the trauma of his past. But as he dives deeper into this fantastical world, he'll face a new challenge: can he learn to be happy and find his place in this world, free from the shadow of his former life? *** "HAHAHAHAHA! All those useless Isekai animes animes I watched was not for waste after all...Stupid old man! Why don't you laugh at this?"

We can all predict a chinese romance drama. But not Diana Abraham and Demetri Anders tale of love. It all starts with the jealousy, the drugging, the one-night stand, the escaping with pregnancy, and the returning all powerful and unstoppable. Then, the stranger comes to play dad. Coming to claim his 'blood' and a better shot at life. Can you predict the script when the roles are reversed? Characters get mixed up. And no one follows the script. ....... e unique features of this stranger. His long eyelashes, straight nose, his blue eyes, just like Darlene's, his pink lips and tall shoulders, All gave him an effeminate charm. But one think was unmistakable- his features were like that of Damien's. Having read a lot of romance drama, everyone understood what was going on. This was the part where the mysterious lover comes to claim the baby. "Who let santa in?" Darlene asked quietly. What? Santa?! His own daughter called him santa. "Darlene, don't be silly, it's not Christmas. " Diana corrected. "You can leave", Damien said. No room for objection. Demetri was quietly observing them. Darlene was easygoing and unrestrained also very curious. Damien was quiet strict and capable. "I'm...", Demetri started. "Santa?" Darlene interrupted. "..." everyone in the room. "Your dad." Pfft! Darlene burst out laughing. "Don't be silly, I know my mum is very pretty but if we believed every guy that said that, we would have..." Darlene began counting seriously with her beautiful fingers. "52 dads, each week some guy claims he's our dad", she continued. "I really am". Demetri was getting a headache. "Sorry, that line has been used." "..." According to the script, Aren't the children suppose to secretly yearn for fatherly love but doesn't bring it up in order not to hurt their mum. What went wrong here? "Even if it was Christmas, i won't wish for a dad." Darlene said. "Aren't you always bullied for not having one?" Demetri asked. "Nope, i was once hurt by a boy because I told him that he was disgusting, smelly and stupid. Brother promised to teach me some skills later." So it was indeed a misunderstanding, Damien thought. "Kids, he's your real father." Diana intervened. So in this case, it was the mum hoping the kids would accept a dad. Quite comical. "We're don't need anyone else mum." Damien finally spoke. "But..." Diana was cut off. "Alright, we all know you didn't see the stranger's face clearly. How're you sure he's telling the truth?" Damien was really rational. "We look alike!" The script wasn't what Demetri had revised. "7% of people look alike in this world and plastic surgery is available. Who knows you might be the one wearing my face?" Damien queried. "..." I am really speechless right now. From who did he inherit his debating skills? But I came prepared, DNA TESTS. Demetri dropped the DNA tests on the table for them to see. It matches! "Were this forged?", Darlene asked curiously. Ah! So she's the annoyingly curious type but how did understand this stuff and how could her mind be so impure to ask such a question? "In case you're curios too, each of the 'dads' would bring one too." "..." Now, Demetri felt defeated. Wait! He still had something, his identity. Why would someone of great importance such as himself go through all that trouble to marry a single mum with two kids? "Maybe because she's really pretty and rich and so worth it." Darlene answered. Could she read minds?! "No, i can't read minds. I am very good at observing body languages. After being defeated countless of times by two children. Most people ask themselves if it's worth it". Wow! She's good. "I'm Demetri... " "Anders?". Yeah, wait! What?! I'm screwed this time.... Oh no! To Be Continued...

(End of the World + Rebirth + Space + Stockpiling Supplies) Suddenly, natural disasters hit and the world changed drastically. First, it was extreme heat, then extreme cold, followed by earthquakes, thick fog, eternal night, and acid rain. Liu Ruyan, who had struggled to survive alone in the apocalypse for ten years, finally died in the pouring acid rain. When she opened her eyes again, Liu Ruyan found that she had been reborn, and there were still three months before the apocalypse. After discovering a huge portable space in her family heirloom, Liu Ruyan set herself the first small goal after rebirth - spending 2.1 billion yuan to fill the space with supplies! From then on, Liu Ruyan started the stockpiling mode. Rice, flour, cooking oil and salt? Buy! Chickens, ducks, fish and meat? Buy! Clothes, hats, shoes and socks? Buy! Dried meat, chicken feet, mini hot pots, potato chips, spicy strips, and luosifen, none can be missed! (A survival story in the apocalypse, the male lead will be absolutely unexpected!)

Hi, I am Valerie Levine, and yeah, I am adopted in the Levine family. My life is totally pampered and served in a silver... I mean gold platter. Can't blame the fact that I got lucky to be in one of the richest families. I'm clearly not bragging by the way. Not to mention being surrounded by plastics instead of real ones. But that doesn't stop me from seeing the world am I right? Anyway, as Valerie continues her journey, she will encounter and see the messed up world around her. Family, betrayal, love, war, and plastics.

Vale Nerine was a strange cake. A cake with different flavors, holding a taste impossible to replicate by human food. And this perfect creature, the perfect cake, could only be gotten by the person in him being crushed to tasteless flour. Mixed with hypnotic sweetness, leavened by a sprinkle of torture. A crack of psych, a melting of resistance, and a glass of defensive apathy. Before being baked by the bakers with precision into this pinnacle of excellence. The five forks had a change of mind. They all wanted a bite.

You wake up in the middle of the night to find an escaped convict making a sandwich in your kitchen. How do you deal? -Grab anything disposable (definitely not a plastic fork), for defense -Wonder where in hell you left your phone -Pray that whoever it is didn't touch your jar of chocolate cookies -Finally find the phone, and as it's calling 911, you remember... You're a police officer 'C'mon Loess, be a man for once' Loess is used to his low expectations, no action, love-lacking life. He has been that way ever since an untold history. But here comes a miraculous twist changes the whole plot of his ordinary life. Housing a criminal, a powerful one at that, is enough trouble on its own, but falling for him though, that's really bad.

[Warning: Mature Content] Tags: Beastmen, Beauty, Monsters, Doomsday In any era or dynasty, the fall of a nation is often associated with beauty.  But what if—well, just what if—for some peculiar reason, the fall of the entire world ensued right after a certain girl's face alteration? How will she use her newly acquired beauty during the apocalyptic period?

Izuku is hit with the biggest bricks ever. This wasn't as devastating as being told he was quirkless, but it was up there. All for One is his dad! Or Dad for One happens and everyone should be scared of Inko Midoriya.

Wow! Who would have thought the twentieth century was so fascinating? Not only were there ancient artifacts like vases that you could only see in a history museum, but they also feasted on delicious dishes that looked, smelled, and tasted amazing. Politicians had all sorts of outfits to choose from, unlike them, who could survive on a single food pill for twenty days, wearing what looked like uniform plastic nylon clothing. Even more astonishing was the sight of a man who blended angelic and demonic traits. Hehe! She had to use her silver tongue to have him mummified after his death, so that they, the descendants of the twenty-third century, could admire him… Damn it! Did this woman have to be so curious? It was one thing to be fascinated by his underlings in the Samsung Group, but she even watched the entire black market heroin deal unfold, sneaking out to rendezvous with her “old flame.” Hmph! Talking about love as sacrifice and not possession? Who would believe that? As heaven is my witness, he Long Yang is definitely in love with this woman…

Shocking! The Comatose Bride Has Risen! Yan Qianyi, who had been in a coma for two years, finally woke up, only to find that everything had been taken from her. Worse yet, she was sold off simply for being a "high-quality" human woman. Miserable, right? Not exactly. She casually picked up a little puppy, a cute and handsome one, who was clingy and lovable, making everyone around her envious. One day, she accidentally bumped into the galaxy’s top commander, who dropped his mask. It was rumored that anyone who saw the commander's true face would die. Yan Qianyi, trembling with fear, blurted out, "Wow, you look just like my husband!" The commander replied, "What a coincidence, I am your husband." From that moment on, the mighty commander desired children every night. Yan Qianyi, tearful and distressed, thought, "How did my sweet little puppy turn into a big bad wolf? I miss my cute puppy!" … System: "Master, that famous masked doctor could possibly cure the poison in your body." Commander: "There's no need. My wife’s silver needles can bring the dead back to life." System: "But the doctor also uses silver needles. Why not give it a try?" Commander: "Do you really need to ask? If someone dares to imitate my wife, ban them!" System: "Master, the galaxy’s most wanted criminal looks just like your wife... Oh, I get it! She must have had plastic surgery! I’ll issue the command to execute her on the spot!" Commander: "..."

My mother opened a private plastic surgery clinic, specializing in intimate plastic surgeries for men. Her skills were highly regarded, and the surgery results were spoken of highly. Countless wealthy women, along with their special friends, came to her clinic, all attracted by her fame. But I knew she was illiterate and couldn’t even use a scalpel. The secret behind her success was the mysterious meaty eggs she used for the surgeries. They were strange-smelling and of unknown origin.

WELCOME TO THE GREEN ARMY, THE MOST HONOURABLE COLOR OF PLASTIC KNOWN TO ALL. OURS IS A RIGHTEOUS MISSION. ERADICATE EVIL, TOPPLE RULING TYRANTS AND SPREAD THE TRUTH OF GREEN. WE'RE GREEN AS GRASS AND COLD AS SNOW. ALL ARE WELCOME! except if you're a tan... ~ Gonna be honest, I'm consistently inconsistent. Dunno when imma write, dunno how imma write it, and dunno what I wanna write about. I want to get at least 3 chapters a week but my time is scarce and I'm always dreaming up different stories that take my interest away from this one. I want to progress LGM and I also want to begin several other series. Time will tell how I manage. Criticism is welcomed and encouraged. Comments on the story will give me motivation to do more, trust me. I'm human so please bear with me.

Previous girl Ashley because of appearance anxiety, kept plastic surgery died on the operating table, rebirth after Ashley in high school resistance

a very ugly cockroach abomination with the ability to use radiation akin to a 100 year old radioactivated plastic,he had goldfish intelligence thrashed by everyone in the village,with his younger brother as a 2 year old multiversely recognised as devil terror with a system now was killed by his aunt which made her a phycho and she planted a bomb on the cruise their family was to attend. Raju's bullies were also there just for fun,they threw him in the water at 8 seconds before the bomb blasted.Raju's favourite toy was on the ship when it blasted,this thing with goldfish IQ could not understand that his family was obliterated and he even saw his aunt plant the bomb on the ship but this "SUPERHUMAN" THOUGHT IT WAS A DECORATION!!!!!!. Now he only had the urge to take revenge from his aunt for destroying his favourite toy. he lost consciousness and floated to an shut down nuclear powerplant and started absorbing the radiation.he trained there for 13 years and he got some nice abilities like making his body look like his past or future self(young and old)so he the dumbthing didn't learn to swim instead jumped his was through the power plant to the town because there was another drowned 11 years after the first one so a newspaper floated over the power plant and when he saw it his blood boiled again it was said that his aunt became the leader of a pycho organisation and commited crimes for fun and no one was able to catch her. after this news he went straight to his town 2 years later but when he defeated all the members of the organisation . he left one to speak to him laterand asked whe was his aunt the member laughed uncontrollably then said didn't you see the newspaper a month ago!?! .Raju asked "just what was in it ?" the member replied she hit her head on the stairs by the orange peel which fell from the dustbin and she immediately died there.we were just going to select the leader tomorrow and you are the best candidate.this goldfish IQ agreed like getting a 10$ candy for free by a stranger at 12O clock without any sense of security by that shady stranger.tommorow he was declared the leader.COMING SOON NEXT PART

"Miracles do happen when you are with your best friend!" ---- "She will sleep with me even after your marriage! Do you have a problem with it?" Laura questioned loudly, earning everyone's attention present in that hall. "And we are thinking of even sharing our husband," She continued looking at Ayra who was now whiter than a ghost. When did she agree on such crap? "So, Mister X! Do you accept this buy-one-get-one-free offer?" Laura calmly asked, her eyes sparkling with nothing but mischief, "You have 10 seconds to reply!"  "Ugh ugh." The guy, Ayra's date choked out his drink. "I I," He stammered, as it was just too much for his brain to replicate! "Times up Mister X! Babe, let's go." Grabbing Ayra's hand, Laura got up to leave. And when people thought she was crazy enough to say such words, she stopped in her way and walked back to his seat. Taking the untouched drink she had ordered earlier, she poured it down his head! Gasps and murmurs built a commotion around, but the manager stood behind, not daring to trigger the girl who had this city under her feet. "A wealthy man...." With scorn, Laura continued, "With an octopus-like-physic you would never earn a few bitches to play around. So, Mister Humanly-Octopus, do have plastic surgery before your next date!"  Her words turned him red while people around controlled their laughs. Wearing her sunglasses, she glanced around the room before dragging Ayra out. "What What was that?" Ayra trembled, as they reached the parking. "The act of a Wicked BF saving her Frail Girl-Friend!" Chuckling at her own comment, Laura entered the car. "BF?" Ayra halted, confused and surprised by the turn of events. "Of course, Best Friend darling!" Saying that Laura winked at her and drove off at a high speed. … Disowned by the family, and ditched by her husband who turned out to be a jerk, Ayra Dale is now set to sail alone, to live for her baby that still had to see this world. But what would be the tragedy when she is offered a contract marriage? To be the mother of a 3-year-old cutie pie? Laura Davies a headstrong doctor, the craziest one you will ever meet had everything her heart desired. Wicked and immoral, this heiress ruled the world with her principles. But when the guy she had distanced all her life returns, will she still stick to her plans or open her heart to him?

WARNING: MATURE AND SENSITIVE CONTENT- (CRIME THRILLER) "To kill the person who took the happiness away from her life." That's what Mizuki's mission when she returned to imperial city after 15years of seclusion, disguised as Ming Yue, a naive housemaid who is doted by her master. However, while plotting her revenge, little did she know that the person who is responsible for her happiness happens to be someone she never expected- Her archenemy. -------------------------------------------- "Don't look for happiness in the same place where you lost it." That's what Wan Yi Jun believed when he left the imperial city as a teenager. However, after searching for his lost happiness every where he had finally returned to where he belongs, after 15 years of exile. As the captain of the special task force team, Wan Yi Jun is on a mission to capture one of the deadliest mafia leaders, an individual who pose threat to the nation. But little did he know that his key to happiness lies with someone he least expected- His archenemy. ------------------------------------ What happens when two archenemies stay under the same roof? "Miss Ming, the way you knead the dough often reminds me of kick-boxing." He cooed in her ears as he fondled with her flour-covered fingers. "Sorry, master. I'm into wrestling." She slipped away, but only to get pinned onto the kitchen slab by him. "Wrestling...Hmmm, then how about we fight a couple of rounds...in my bedroom?" "My knife skills are even better, wanna try, master?" ___________________________ "You claimed that your knife skills are better than mine, then why did you miss my neck?" He asked the girl who stood fearlessly at the point-blank of his gun, "I should've aimed at your heart." She replied while pulling out her katana from it's shield. "Honey, you don't really need a weapon to kill me." He drops his gun and smiles. ------------------------------ Bounded by hearts, but forbidden by the morals of society and law, can love bloom between them? 1. Silver Tier Winner #WPC_215 2. Disclaimer: The cover is not mine, I will take it down if the creator demands. 3. Also read my other book "Empress of the lost kingdom" and The doomed destiny on Webnovel. Please buy me Kofi :-https://ko-fi.com/monsoonmangoes0502 Follow me:- Instagram: Monsoon_Mangoes