Juri Knorr Mutter

Suddenly, something moved in the dark corner of the room, catching my attention. Startled out of my mind, I leaped back in fear, grabbing the first object my hands landed on... a lamp, and holding it in front of me defensively, like a weapon. From the farthest corners of the darkness, a figure gradually began to emerge, slowly taking shape as it stepped into the rays of sunlight pouring through the windows. Bit by bit, the light revealed his features. He was tall, with a lean, chiseled physique, and his shoulders were broad. Silver-blonde hair spilled from his head, falling loosely around his face, giving him both a wild and seductive look, and I couldn't look away. Not from this beautiful man. He had jaw-dropping facial features that consisted of a sharp jaw with equally sharp cheekbones, a straight nose, a perfect mouth, and by the heavens, expressionless eyes. Eyes of gold and brown. Eyes that stared straight into mine. I fought back a shudder, muttering a silent curse under my breath. So, this was Dragos. ********** Centuries after his brother’s betrayal, Dragos Nicolae Vlad III has chosen solitude over his destined role as the leader of vampires. But when Dawn Carter, a young woman with financial struggles, lands a job at the Vlad mansion, her immunity to Dragos’ compulsion stirs something long dead within him—worry. He needs to find out why. Dawn has no idea vampires exist, let alone that she’s living among them—or that the dangerously gorgeous Dragos is their chosen one. As feelings start to grow between them, old wounds and new desires surface, but their love isn’t meant to be. She is something else—something pure. And he? A being forged from dark magic, forever damned. A vampire, and not just any kind. Will Dragos give up the first woman to touch his heart in over four hundred years? Or can their forbidden love create a path to peace for both human and vampire species?

Ella glaubte immer, dass sie ein glückliches Leben mit einem liebevollen Vater, einer Stiefmutter und einem vernarrten Ehemann führte. Sogar ihre Halbschwester schien sie mit Freundlichkeit zu behandeln. Aber das war alles nur eine Illusion. Sie alle hatten es auf das große Erbe abgesehen, das Ella von ihrer Großmutter erhalten sollte! Die so genannte familiäre Zuneigung und Liebe waren nur vorgetäuscht. Ihre Stiefschwester und ihr Ehemann waren schon seit langem heimlich zusammen, um Ellas Vermögen an sich zu reißen. An ihrem Geburtstag vergifteten sie Ellas Getränk und stießen sie in den Ozean. Ella ist wiedergeboren worden! Da sie eine zweite Chance im Leben erhält, wird sie nicht wieder in ihre zarten Fallen tappen. Stattdessen wird sie sich erheben und zurückschlagen, um alles zurückzufordern, was ihr rechtmäßig gehört!

Nachdem die echte Tochter der Familie Jiang erkrankt war, wurde sie dumm und bestand darauf, den kaltblütigen, grausamen und verkrüppelten Fu Jiu zu heiraten. Mutter Jiang sagte: "So sei es. Sie ist sowieso ein Taugenichts. Ich habe sie nur gebeten, anstelle meiner Schwester zu heiraten." Vater Jiang: "Wenn du ihn geheiratet hast, denk daran, den 9. Meister zu bitten, deiner Schwester zu helfen, eine bessere Ehe zu finden." Die falsche Erbin sagte: "Schluchz, die Schwester tut mir so leid, aber... wenn du vom 9. Meister zu Tode geprügelt wirst, wird uns die Familie Fu eine Menge Geld entschädigen, nicht wahr? Ich freue mich schon darauf." Jiang Li grinste. Sie verabschiedete sich von ihrer heuchlerischen Familie und brachte ihre schäbige Mitgift zur Familie Fu. Nachdem sie einmal wiedergeboren worden war, wusste sie sehr gut, dass Fu Jiu der einzige Mensch war, der sie gut behandelte. Alle warteten darauf, dass Jiang Li zu Tode geprügelt werden würde. Schließlich wurde sie eines Tages von Reportern fotografiert und ins Internet gestellt. "Es ist alles deine Schuld! Du hast letzte Nacht so viel Gewalt angewendet! Die Familie Jiang wird mich wieder auslachen!" Fu Jiuxiao sagte: "Wenn ich in der Nähe bin, wird es niemand mehr wagen, dich auszulachen. Außerdem werde ich ihnen den Schmerz, den die Familie Jiang dir zugefügt hat, um das Zehnfache zurückzahlen!"

(1v1, rein und süß) Xiliangs Prinzenresidenz. Mit tigerartiger Energie und im Alter von nur 5 Jahren sah der kleine Prinz Xiao Moxi, wie seine Mutter wieder zu den Feldern davoneilte, und sein dampfbrötchenartiges Gesicht verzog sich vor Frustration. Er schaute betrübt zu seinem Vater neben ihm und beklagte sich mit einem Anflug von Weltweisheit: "Vater, wie konntest du dich in meine Mutter verlieben, die ständig weglaufen will?" Xiao Yeyang warf seinem frühreifen Sohn einen Seitenblick zu und tat dann so, als würde er über die Frage nachdenken. Warum hatte er sich in der Tat in diese Frau verliebt? Nach einem langen Schweigen... "Wer weiß? Vielleicht bin ich mit dem Kopf in einer Tür hängen geblieben!" Vater und Sohn tauschten einen Blick des gegenseitigen Mitgefühls aus und stießen unisono einen hilflosen Seufzer aus. Was macht man, wenn man mit einer Frau zusammen ist, die nie zu Hause ist? Mit der eigenen Prinzessinnen-Gemahlin (Mutter) kann man nur eines tun - sie verwöhnen, versteht sich! ... In die Antike versetzt, mit einem Raum voller Reisblumen, wollte sie nur in Ruhe ihr Leben auf den Feldern verbringen. Unerwartet wurde sie von ihrem Vater, einem Bezirksrichter, gezwungen, das Land zu verlassen und in die Stadt zu ziehen! In der Stadt herrschte reges Treiben, und um zu Hause mitreden zu können, kaufte sie Ländereien, baute Blumen und Heilkräuter an und entwickelte ertragreiche Getreidesorten von hoher Qualität. Bemerkenswerterweise half sie ihrem Vater, der neun Jahre lang Bezirksrichter war, Schritt für Schritt aufzusteigen und brachte die niedrig geborene Familie Yan in die elitären Kreise Pekings! Dies ist die Geschichte einer adligen Tochter aus einer bescheidenen Familie, die ihrem Clan zu Erfolg und Wohlstand verhilft, und eine süße Liebesgeschichte von gegenseitigem Erfolg und Zusammenwachsen! Männliche Hauptrolle: Vor den anderen ist er der stolze kleine Prinz, der herrschsüchtige Prinz von Xiliang. Vor der weiblichen Hauptrolle ist er ein sanftmütiger und zärtlicher Mann. Weibliche Hauptrolle: In allen Belangen klar, warmherzig und selbstbewusst!

Plötzlich ein Mafiaboss in einer Welt der Supermächte und du bist erst 3 Jahre alt?! Ainsley Sloan, eine 20-jährige begeisterte Anime-Liebhaberin, verwandelt sich plötzlich in den Körper eines Kleinkindes. Der Vater ist mit einer Frau durchgebrannt, und die Mutter war nur eine Leihmutter. Die beiden ließen ihr 3 Jahre altes Mädchen zurück, um eine mittelgroße Mafiafamilie zu regieren! Nein, das kann nicht sein! Ainsley war gezwungen, die verlassene Sloan-Familie zu umarmen und ihre Familie an die Spitze der gefährlichen Mafia-Welt zu bringen - sonst starb sie. Aber keine Sorge! Mit der Kraft des ultimativen Glücks, der Hilfe ihrer loyalen Untergebenen und dem Schutz ihrer Katzen, die zu Menschen werden, wird Ainsley jeden Feind ausschalten, der ihr in die Quere kommt! Eine späte Begegnung mit einem bestimmten System hat ihr sogar einen blumigen Weg geebnet. Mit seiner Hilfe wird Ainsley der beste Mafiaboss sein, und zwar ein außergewöhnlicher! Wenn andere Mafiabosse Zigaretten rauchen, hat Ain Schoko-Pocky im Mund. Wenn andere Bosse ihr Glas Rotwein schwenken, pustet Ain ihre Tasse mit heißer Milch! Wenn andere Bosse nach einer Schlägerei ihre Pistole ziehen, wechselt Ain ihre Windel. Sieh zu, wie das Baby die Mafia-Welt mit ihrem einzigartigen Baby-Charme erobert! 7 Jahre später. Ein gewisser gewitzter Mini-Boss: "Ain, wie wäre es, wenn du meine Verlobte wirst?" Der Junge, der fünf Jahre älter war als das Kleinkind, winkte mit einem BL-Kissenbezug in limitierter Auflage als Bestechung. Ein bestimmtes System: Kindchen, nimm seinen Antrag an! saugt sein Geld! Wtf ihr zwei. Verlobter, du Arschloch!! Ich bin erst 10! PS: Wenn Sie in den ersten 100 Kapiteln einen rasanten Bad*ss FL, Ohrfeigen & Heldentaten erwarten, ist dieses Buch vielleicht nicht nach Ihrem Geschmack _____ Bücher mit antikem/modernem Setting: 1. Die Frau des Drachenprinzen ist eine Übersetzerin (abgeschlossen) 2. Der Bürobote des CEO ist ein Mädchen (abgeschlossen) Baby-Protagonisten-Serie: 1. Ich werde Baby-Mafia-Boss (laufend) 2. Ich werde immer ein Baby! (schnelle Seelenwanderung, fortlaufend) Dating-Sim-Spiel-Buch: 1. Herr CEO, gehen Sie weiter! (Abgebrochen wegen eines Systemproblems, das es nicht erlaubte, weitere Kapitel zu aktualisieren, nachdem der Status des Buches versehentlich auf abgeschlossen geändert wurde) Folge mir auf Instagram: @zehell2218 & @willhem_l Discord-Server: https://discord.gg/axqNyHv

Im Sun-Sternenreich gab es drei Worte, um Scarlet Su zu beschreiben: nutzlos, Abschaum und dumm. Doch eines Tages änderte sich Scarlet Su's Sternkonto von dem Benutzernamen "Die Braut des Mecha-Königs" zu "Der Mecha-König ist scheiße". Plötzlich fragten sich alle, was für ein neues, aufmerksamkeitsheischendes Spiel sie da spielte. Als eine junge Frau auf einer von Zombies verseuchten Erde stirbt, taucht sie in eine Tür ein, die in eine wunderbare neue Welt führen sollte, doch stattdessen erwacht sie auf einer interstellaren Welt im Körper von Scarlet Su, der ungewollten Ehefrau des Lieblingsgenerals und Mecha-Königs des Reiches. Sie wird sofort Mutter des Sohnes des Generals und Miteigentümerin eines unerschlossenen Müllplaneten. Glücklicherweise ist sie mit ihrem Lagerraum, Millionen von Vorräten und der Bereitschaft, hart zu arbeiten, ausgewandert. Leider wird sie dazu gebracht, in dieser interstellaren Welt als Sensenmann zu arbeiten. Jede Woche muss sie Seelen in die Unterwelt bringen, sonst riskiert sie, ihre neu gewonnene mentale Stärke zu verlieren und wieder die alte, schwache und nutzlose Scarlet zu werden. Sie wurde von Scarlet, der Nutzlosen, zu Scarlet, der Erstaunlichen, und plötzlich rief ihr Mann an, der sie verzweifelt bat, seine Liebe anzunehmen. Sie sagte: "Sprich zuerst mit deinem Sohn, er ist derjenige, der einen Vater sucht." Aber sein Sohn sagte: "Wenn du mein Vater sein willst, reihe dich dort drüben in die Reihe der Bewerber ein und trage deine Daten ein." Excerpt: "Der verlorene Ehemann kehrt also nach all der Zeit zurück, und ich dachte schon, du seist tot", sagte sie sarkastisch. "Hüte deine Zunge, Scarlet, ich bin immer noch dein Mann." Scarlet lachte und verschränkte die Arme: "Du bist dir also bewusst, dass du ein Ehemann bist, wie soll ich jetzt reagieren, da du dich entschieden hast, den Titel anzunehmen, den du vor ein paar Monaten so leicht ablegen wolltest. Soll ich in die Hände klatschen und mich dann ausziehen und dich anflehen, mich zu schänden?", rollte sie mit den Augen und spottete über ihn. Sie sah, wie ihr Mann langsam auf sie zuging, mit einem konzentrierten, wütenden Blick in seinen Augen, und sie fragte sich, ob sie ihn zu weit getrieben hatte. "Du hast es gewagt, mir Scheidungspapiere zu schicken, Scarlet, hast du deinen verdammten Verstand verloren?" 'Nein', dachte sie, 'im Gegenteil, du hast deinen verloren. Das Titelbild ist nicht von mir und kann auf Wunsch des Besitzers entfernt werden.

Vor fünf Jahren war sie noch der größte Witz in Haishi! Sieben Monate nach ihrer Schwangerschaft entdeckte sie, dass der Mann aus ihrer leidenschaftlichen Nacht nicht ihr zukünftiger Ehemann war. Der Mann, den sie so sehr liebte, hatte bereits eine Affäre mit ihrer Schwester... Fünf Jahre später kehrt sie mit ihrem entzückenden, genialen Kind zurück, um sich zu rächen. Zu ihrer Überraschung entpuppte sich der Vater des Kindes als der mächtigste Mann! Von da an war sie die meist beneidete Frau der Welt! Tycoon Qi erklärte arrogant: "Du hast mich für hunderttausend angeheuert, jetzt gehöre ich dir ein Leben lang!" Prinzessin Tian Tian klammerte sich an ihr Bein: "Mama, du hast mich fünf Jahre lang gemieden, aber jetzt bist du endlich zurück und übernimmst Verantwortung!" Prinz Momo überschüttet seine Mutter mit Zuneigung: "Mama, hier ist meine Bankkarte, gib sie aus, wie du willst." Genie Yuan Bao beklagte sich mitleidig: "Schönheit Ling, du begünstigst nicht mehr nur mich!"

Gu Huai'an, ein junger Spross des Hofes Nr. 01, war schon in jungen Jahren zum Oberkommandierenden des Dragon Aviation Command Center aufgestiegen. Er war für sein kühles Auftreten bekannt und lächelte oder lachte nur selten. Er stammte nicht nur aus einer angesehenen Familie, sondern war auch das unerreichbare Juwel der Beidu No. 01 Courtyard Mansion. Plötzlich hörte er eines Tages, wie ihn jemand "kleiner Bruder" nannte. Als er der Stimme folgte, fragte ein hübsches Mädchen mit gleichgültigem Gesicht: "Entschuldigen Sie, Sir, kenne ich Sie?" Doch gleichzeitig: 【Wow, little brother is so handsome.】 【Es gibt Berge jenseits der Berge, Gebäude jenseits der Gebäude, aber der kleine Bruder ist hübsch und sanft.】 【Kleiner Bruder, Umarmung!】 Gu Huai'an: ...... Der Mund des kleinen Mädchens, trügerisch wie der eines Geistes. ********* Song Yunuan wanderte in einen Historienroman und wurde zu einer kleinen Bösewichtin, die bald beseitigt wurde - eine Rolle, die zu klein war, um kleiner zu sein. An ihrem ersten Tag im Buch stand sie im Hof der Familie Song und versuchte sich zu erinnern, warum die gesamte Familie Song in der Geschichte ausgelöscht werden sollte. Am Ende bemerkte sie nicht den versteinerten Gesichtsausdruck der Mitglieder der Familie Song. Später... Ihr Vater wurde der reichste Mann, ihr Bruder ein Top-Anwalt, ihr jüngerer Bruder ein Wissenschaftler, ihre jüngere Tante eine Sängerin, und sogar ihre Großmutter wurde eine Vermieterin. Sie selbst wurde zu jedermanns geliebtem Liebling. Song Yunuan: Was ist aus dem höllischen Start geworden, der mir versprochen wurde?

(Reifer Inhalt R-18+ Enthält Blutvergießen, kein Drama um eine zweite Frau oder Vergewaltigung). Meine Liebe kennt kein Ende, kein richtig oder falsch. Denn wenn ich liebe, möchte ich, dass du genauso mein bist wie ich dein - Angelina Bhardawaj ~~~~~~ "Ich habe dir gesagt, dass ich dich ruinieren will", sagte er, während er sie an die Wand drückte und ihr den Kiefer umschloss. "Und du hast genug getan. Jetzt gehe ich", schnauzte sie zurück. "Du hast meine Worte nicht verstanden, Prinzessin", spottete er kalt. "Wenn ich sage, dass ich dich ruinieren will, dann will ich dich an mein Bett binden und dich ausfüllen, bis dein Duft eins mit mir wird und jeder verdammte Mensch auf dieser Welt weiß, wer du bist... Dass du verdammt noch mal mir gehörst!" Er drückte sie gegen die Wand und küsste sie leidenschaftlich. ~~~~~~ Elliana Heart, die uneheliche Tochter des Königs von Heart Moon City mit der Blutlinie eines Jägers, will in ihrem Leben nur eines: ihre leibliche Mutter kennenlernen. Unschuldig und schön, ist Elliana oft ein Opfer der Intrigen ihrer Stiefmutter und Stiefschwester. Sebastian Marino, der berüchtigte, maskierte Vampirfürst, wird von allen um ihn herum nur gehasst. Alle fürchten ihn, denn er hat eine Macht, mit der man nicht rechnen kann. Nachdem sie ein Jahr lang für ihre Stiefschwester im Gefängnis gesessen hat, ist Elliana überrascht, dass sie auf Kaution frei kommt. Ihre Freude wird jedoch getrübt, als sie erfährt, dass sie den Vampirprinzen anstelle ihrer Stiefschwester heiraten soll. Elliana weiß nichts von den Vampiren, und Sebastian hasst alles, was mit diesen bösen Menschen zu tun hat. Was würde sie tun, wenn sie mit dem namensgebenden Monster der dunklen Welt verheiratet wird, das ohne Gnade nimmt und jagt? "Bist du nicht neugierig, wie ich aussehe?" Er griff ihr schmerzhaft ans Kinn. "Zeig mir dein Gesicht, wenn du mir vertraust", lächelte sie sanft. 'Das wird nie passieren', dachte Sebastian. Für ihn war sie nichts weiter als ein Werkzeug, um sich an den Menschen zu rächen. Für sie war er mehr als alles, was sie zu Gesicht bekam, sogar mehr als die Wahrheit ihrer Existenz. Es gibt eine Macht, die noch größer und mächtiger ist als alles andere, und diese Macht heißt Schicksal. Werden sie in der Lage sein, gegen ihr Schicksal anzukämpfen, um zusammen zu bleiben, oder werden sie ihm erliegen und alles verlieren? Die Geschichte der tödlichsten Hexe, die als Mensch verkleidet ist, und des gefährlichsten Wunderprinzen, der sich von Vampirblut ernährt. Disclaimer- Das Buch ist in einer magischen Welt und reiner Fantasie angesiedelt. Die Romanze wird dir Schmetterlinge im Bauch bescheren, während einige Szenen dich an der Vernunft in Sachen Liebe zweifeln lassen könnten. In den ersten 50 Kapiteln wird die Welt um das Buch herum aufgebaut. Ich verspreche dir, wenn du bleibst, wirst du das Buch lieben, bis es nicht dein Genre ist. ~~~~~~ Folgen Sie mir auf meinen sozialen Medien. Facebook - Autorin Angelina Bhardawaj Instagram - @angelinabhardawaj

Als sie sich plötzlich in einer ländlichen Umgebung wiederfand, wurde Lin Caisang der berühmte "Stern des Reichtums und der Ehre" des Dorfes. Umgeben von einzigartigen Verwandten, behandelten sie sie wie einen seltenen Panda - sie hielten sie kostbar in ihren Händen, aus Angst, sie könnte herunterfallen, und behutsam in ihren Mündern, damit sie sich nicht auflöste. Darf ich vorstellen: die außergewöhnlichen Verwandten: Der Powerhouse-Vater, der erklärte: "Ihr wollt, dass Sangsang heiratet? Da müsst ihr erst an mir vorbei." Die geizige Mutter, die sich fragte: "Wozu braucht sie einen Ehemann? Sie kann all das gute Essen und ein sorgloses Leben mit mir haben!" Der schlaue Großvater, der vorschlägt: "Mädchen sollten nicht die schmutzige, anstrengende Arbeit machen müssen. Schnell, ruf deinen Bruder herbei!" Die majestätische Großmutter verkündet grimmig: "Wer wagt es, Sangsang zu schikanieren? Er soll sich einem Kampf auf Leben und Tod mit mir stellen!" Der schützende Bruder versicherte: "Kleine Schwester, das ganze gute Essen ist für dich. Ich bin nicht hungrig!" Lin Caisang hielt sich ihr schlaffes Fleisch und weinte ohne Tränen: "Lass mich gehen! Ich muss abnehmen!" Währenddessen beschützte und verwöhnte der auffallend gut aussehende, eiskalte Mann von nebenan sie nicht nur im Geheimen, sondern hatte auch eine nicht ganz einfache Identität.....

"I can't be pregnant for my uncle!" I muttered under my breath, staring at the results in a state of incredulity. Skylar has life's struggles all put into one burden on her young shoulders: the fight to balance school and work, to help with her mom under her uncle's hard rule. Life spirals right at the turn of one weird incident that humiliates her, costs her her job when it is discovered she is pregnant. Then, when it feels like Skylar's world is falling apart, her mother remarries a very wealthy man whose twin sons immediately complicate her life. One has quietly watched her every move, while the other suddenly comes to her rescue, finding her torn between gratitude and suspicion. As secrets unravel and hidden agendas finally surface, Skylar must manage a world of deceit, temptation, and betrayal. Can she find the way to retrieve her life, or is the danger too much to bear in this new family?

Carter Williams war der typische zwanzigjährige Verlierer. Nach einer Schlägerei auf der Straße, bei der er bewusstlos wurde, wacht er im Körper eines jungen Drachen in einer völlig neuen Welt auf. Bewaffnet mit einem System, das ihm hilft, und zwei schönen Frauen, die ihn unterstützen, schwört Carter, sich nie wieder im Dunkeln zu verstecken und den Titel des Drachenkönigs anzustreben. - Zusätzlicher Tag : Juri Der Diskord-Link lautet: https://discord.gg/q68P5JPnNz

For as long as he could remember, life had always been cruel. A young man in his early twenties—his name now lost to the past—was dealt a life filled with misfortunes. A cold, empty apartment, a soul-crushing job, and, finally, a terminal diagnosis. With nothing left to live for, his only comfort had been escaping into the fictional world of Path of the Elemental Sage, a story of heroes, magic, and survival. But fate had other plans. When death finally came for him, he didn’t fade into nothingness. Instead, he awoke in the world he had only read about—a world of chaos and danger where death lurked around every corner. The air smelled of magic, the sky was filled with possibilities. {«[Status Window]»} [Name: Lyrium Blackwood] [Age: 16] [Rank: D-] [Skills: None] [Elements: None} At first, confusion filled his mind. Who was Lyrium Blackwood? Why was he here? And why did this body feel so different? But as his memories returned, so did the realization: this wasn’t some blessing or second chance. He wasn’t reincarnated as the protagonist. No destined savior. No cheat abilities. No grand fate. He was just another mob, a face in the crowd meant to exist and die without leaving a mark. But this young man—the one who had left his old name and life behind—wasn’t the kind of person to roll over and accept his fate. “This world is dangerous. The protagonist isn’t the only one fighting for survival here,” he muttered, his red eyes deep and sharp. Unlike the naïve characters in the story, he knew the stakes. He’d read the web novel. He’d seen the carnage, the betrayals, the disasters that wiped out entire cities. And if there was one thing he refused to be, it was a pawn in someone else’s game. “I don’t care about glory. I don’t care about saving the world. All I care about is surviving—no matter what it takes.” Lyrium Blackwood wasn’t planning to live quietly or avoid danger. The only way to survive in this brutal world was to rise to the top. To be strong enough to stand above both heroes and villains. Using his knowledge of the story’s events and his iron will, Lyrium sets out on a relentless path to surpass the protagonist. Whether through clever manipulation, brutal training, or sheer desperation, he’ll climb higher and higher, leaving nothing to chance. But the deeper he gets, the more he realizes that this isn’t just the story he once read. As fate pushes him closer to the heart of the narrative, Lyrium begins to suspect that his reincarnation wasn’t an accident—and the world itself might be watching him. “I don’t care who or what stands in my way. If the story wants to kill me, I’ll rewrite the ending myself.” ---------------------------------- I apologize for any mistakes in this story, as it’s my first attempt at writing a novel. ---------------------------------- Chapter Update Schedule: (5/7) ---------------------------------- As the story has been vetted, readers can support me with Power Stones: PS – Power Stone 100 PS = 1 Extra Chapter 200 PS = 2 Extra Chapters 300 PS = 3 Extra Chapters ---------------------------------- Special thanks to @fallen_angel_26 for the amazing novel cover art, which I modified by changing only the hair color. :) ---------------------------------- Join the discord server to discuss about the novel with other readers and Author. Also for original character illustration https://discord.gg/QYyPAxfhGH

[Ding........ ] [System Binding.......] [10%..........] [20%..........] [40%..........] [60%..........] [80%..........] [100%........] [ Congratulations, Host! The Strongest Family System has been bound! ] ---------------------------- “Huh? I’ve transmigrated…” Arthur muttered, his voice barely above a whisper as he surveyed his bewildering new surroundings. Confusion washed over him like a tidal wave. ----------------------------- Arthur was just an ordinary corporate worker, an overworked cog in the relentless machine of corporate life. After seven grueling days of nonstop overtime, his body finally gave out, collapsing right before his computer screen at home. He thought that was it; he thought he was dead. But little did he know, fate had something extraordinary in store for him. Instead of fading into oblivion, Arthur found himself thrust into a vast and unfamiliar world, one ten times larger than Earth itself! To his astonishment, he had become the head of the Osborn family, a once-mighty lineage now teetering on the brink of destruction. Bound by the standard configuration for all transmigrators: The System which is the [Strongest Family System ], Arthur faced an epic challenge: to transform the faltering Osborn family into the most powerful dynasty in existence. Join Arthur on this thrilling adventure as he navigates treacherous waters filled with intrigue, power, influence and danger. Can he lead a declining family back to glory and secure their place at the top? Discord Server : https://discord.gg/SCbm8s6dZJ

“P-please let me go..” I stammered and before I knew it, I was word vomiting while crying. “—I won’t return. You won’t ever see me again. I know you don’t want me as a mate. You hate me, so please let me go.” I cried out. Cain’s jaw tightened with each word that left my lips “What gave you the idea that you have the power to choose what you want?” His voice was low, “You don’t get to decide what, how, and when you leave. Only I get to do that. You don’t get to leave me, you don’t get to run! You only leave when I want you to.” "I didn’t ask for this,” I whispered, trembling. “I didn’t ask to be your mate.” Cain stepped back, “Neither did I,” he muttered under his breath. “But the bond doesn’t give us a choice, does it?” ~~~~ As the only child of her late Alpha father, Avery Jae was meant to inherit her family’s legacy. But on the day of her arranged marriage to Alpha Lucian, her world crumbles. Rejected, humiliated, and cast aside for her own cousin, Avery barely escapes with her life only to find out a much deeper secret. One that changes everything. When Avery awakens, she finds herself in a foreign land, caught by the ruthless guards of the Vehiron pack, led by the infamous Alpha Cain. Tall, broad and as dangerous as the army he commands. Alpha Cain has a reputation that sends chills down the spine of even the most dangerous warriors. Haunted by his dark past, he has vowed never to take a mate, yet the moment he lays eyes on Avery, everything changes. With a single word, Avery is bound to Cain—whether he wants it or not. In a world where betrayal runs deep, can Avery ever trust the alpha who might just be her worst enemy.

--WSA 2025 ENTRY-- Neraxis saved the people and wiped out the monsters, but instead of cheers, he faced silence and a glowing blue text: [Task Failed Successfully!] [Rating Generated: SSS-Rank] "The hell does that even mean?" he muttered, finding the situation a bit strange. Before he could process, the so-called heroes—who had hidden while he fought—emerged. He waited for gratitude, only to feel a dagger pierce his back. The only girl he loved stood behind him. She betrayed him. The crowd and heroes? They were staring at him with disdain and contempt. "You..." he groaned as a spear and sword headed for him, ending his life. But instead of dying, he was sent back to the past—specifically, to the first day of the academy, year 2367, 8 years before his death. However, many things had changed. One of the most significant was the sudden appearance of a Tower, a mysterious structure that had appeared across all the continents, granting power to those brave enough to contest its challenges. "Not again... With this chance I will end you all" Neraxis vowed to himself, embarking on his path of revenge, while also trying to give his life new meaning. ***** Disclaimer: MC is not instantly going to be a villain, as his background is that of a hero. The switch will be gradual in accordance with the events that happen along the way. Some snippets of such events have already been teased :) *****

[Mission: Held hands with him—COMPLETED!] [Next Step: Sleep in same bed,uwu] [Hehe, Cheq…..come let’s together fall in this tragedy called love! Let me immerse you in my soft rice.] Noticing the hot gaze and unconcealable thoughts of his boss whose eyes seemed a bit fierce and dangerous as she slowly approached him, Cheq took a deep breath. Until one day, the crazy woman couldn’t take it anymore and pinned him on the bed, “Fool, can’t you recognise me? Your biggest online fan had always been me!” Cheq: “___” Helplessly, he could only mutter, “God, I tried my best!” “After all, I am a man, please forgive this sinner.” “Since you dare to jump into my arms then let me be rude this time!” [P.S if you have read my other book the plot collapse then you will be familiar this book contains the rare tag-Eavesdropping.] ………

"The masterminds are cooler than heroes," I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game. Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit. Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not? *** [Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.] What? [Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.] Wait, what?! [Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.] And, why would I do that?! [Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.] Why would I save him?! [The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?] Ah! I give up... It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things. In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker. I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need? Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though. I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse! Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is... [Failure: Destruction of the World.] It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped. If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing. [Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.] "If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne." And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.

This is a work of fiction, any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious! (Even the country in the story is just the author's fantasy as the author never visited those countries in the story) Armipotent is an archaic adjective meaning "strong in battle." Basically, it refers to someone who is physically tough in war. Originally, it was used to refer to the Roman god of war, Mars. ===================== Tang Shaoyang, an orphan who dropped out of the middle school to fight on the street as he found out school was useless for a penniless orphan like him. Tang Shaoyang dropped out of his school, fighting on the street, and made a name for himself. Berserker Tang from Youyouliucun. Afterward, Dragon Wing triad recruited him and everything was good for him. Even though the public deemed him as a tumor of society, Tang Shaoyang was having a decent life. Until one day, everything changed as an absurd and strange game started. "... Game starts! Stage one: Survival for The Fittest!" After the game started, zombies appeared out of nowhere. ... Ding! "You have killed 1000 zombies less than 24 hours since the game started! You gained 3 Talents!" Dong! "You may choose 3 Talents! please choose carefully!" Tang Shaoyang held his chin and mused what Talent he had to choose. "With Zombies appear everywhere, I need an infinite strength... this is one, I still need to choose 2 Talents more..." Then a lewd smile formed on his lips. "I want an infinite strength, charm and charisma to conquer women, and the last one, I want to upgrade my **** so I can please my women!" After saying this, Tang Shaoyang laughed aloud. "Hahaha, there's no way such talent exists... ehhhhh?!!!" Ding! Dong! "3 Talents are consumed! You have been granted Divine Body! Good Luck, Gamer Tang Shaoyang!" Tang Shaoyang immediately checked the detail of Divine Body. After a brief silence, he muttered unbelievably. "Such Talents really exist..." Note: I don't own the cover. If the creator wants me to take down the cover or put credit, please notify me by replying to my review at the Review section.

Ash Flameheart, a young boy who aspired to be a Greatest Beastmaster Of All Time, was on the verge of death. Betrayed by the Hero’s party, they left him to die in the hands of the Demon King’s army. As his llife gently ebb away after he muttered his last word to the world. “Ahh, I wish I could fly, free as a bird, soaring through the skies and beyond.” After his untimely demise, his soul transmigrated into another world. The Immortal Beast Realm! An eternity later, Ash opened his eyes and found himself encased in a dark space. Beep! [Beast Master System has been installed into a new host] [Calibrating the Host…] [Name: Ash Flameheart] [Species: Heavenly Phoenix] [Growth Stage: Hatchling Phoenix] [Cultivation Arts: Heavenly Beast Taming Art | Feather Swords Gather Array (Not Not Yet Learned) | Eternal Blood Flames(Not Yet Learned) | Ten Thousands Faces Mantra(Not Yet Learned)] Survival of the fittest! Tame or be tamed. Kill or be Killed!

“Trick, my most pri—zed gift.” A woman shakily muttered as she tried to evade the grim hands of death just long enough to bid her farewells. “You’re kind, just like your father even. But in all your kindness as your father did, please do not —” The conversation blurred into a cloud of obscurity as Trick found himself rescued from the innards of a monster by a strange Machiavellian man, a trickster of sorts. He is soon made to realize that the life his newfound master leads him into is far from ordinary. For centuries humanity has been plagued with the curse from the void, where void beasts; dreadful man eating monsters have tried to sink humanity deeper and deeper into absolute desolation. However this curse is battled by special kinds of humans known as artifact hunters, Wielders of relics that sometimes seem to possess a celestial origin and great power. One of these celestial artifacts lies in the hands of his master and after being passed down to Trick, he becomes the 10th wielder of the mystical “Trickster’s Hat.” He must now use this new found power to try to do what humanity has failed at for thousands of years, attempt to end the curse of the void. Yet in doing so his life is troubled by a series of conflicts as he embraces the harsh reality, that he too might have vestiges of the dark bloodline of the void. “Trick, you have your own curse to break.”

Ashen was a man from earth. His job? Nothing he just helped lonely women who didn't get enough love from their Husbands with his huge dragon of love. He didn't left any prey who he had his eyes on, whether it be Mom or daughter, all would be caught in his lustful hands. But after getting in an accident, he is reincarnated into a useless Prince's Body in a cultivation world. [Ding! Welcome Host I am the Villainous System"] Ashen: "Villainous System? What is that?" [Ding! This world has innumerable protagonists but only few villains, therefore, to maintain the balance you have been brought into this world and I am here to help you in your journey] A sinister smile hanged on Ashen's lips as he muttered: "Doesn't that mean I can do all that I want" [Ding! No host, you are the useless prince now, You need to become powerful to do that] Ashen's smile retracted for a few second before appearing again: "Oh, I am a Prince? Then shouldn't I have a harem?" ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ NO NTR and there will be NO Yuri. Ashen will be netori, Ashen will not get cheated on. • 200 power stones: 1 extra chapter • 300 power stones: 2 extra chapters • 500 or higher: 4 extra chapters

To [Player]: This is the mystery of life, the journey of all things. You will become stronger, transform into superheroes, and possibly even touch the power of divinity. However, if you fail, death awaits you. For you have already stepped into the highest Sequence of the Evolution Game! "Isn't this making things difficult for Darwin?" Li Changhe muttered as he watched the [Player] arriving in the distance: "And giving Newton a hard time as well." Fervent passion flows, don't spread hate if you dislike it

College was like a wake-up call for most people. Especially the likes of Christopher Owen, who spent the rest of his high school years messing around and pining for the boy he never had. Having had a frustrating high school year, he decided to dedicate himself to his studies in college.   He flew many miles away from home, changed his looks, and hid his real identity from everyone.  His plans were simple: study hard, pass well, no dating. But then he realized two things: life was anything but easy without the backing of his last name. And... he wasn't sure how long he could last before he jumped his roommate, who was obviously not gay. But lust wasn't love, right? Maybe he could indulge a little? Just a little, I promise. ***** EXCERPT: "THAT ARROGANT, GOOD FOR NOTHING, DEMONIC IDIOT! I HATE HIM SO MUCH!" "O-kay... what is going on?" A friend asked him, watching as he paced around the room he just entered. "After battling for a long time. A LONG TIME!" he breathed heavily before continuing, "I... I confessed to him today." The other sat up, eyes wide. "For real?" "And then... with that stupid lollipop in his mouth, he just looked at me and said Okay. OKAY!" Gasps. "I didn't even know people said "okay" to love confessions, but he said "okay" to me!" -- Meanwhile, while he was there panicking, the one who had been confessed to remained seated where he was in the room. He had not moved an inch from that position since he got confessed to. But if one looked closely, they would notice how red his face was, up to the tips of his ears. He suddenly chuckled to himself. "That idiot," he muttered, looking at the door the other had taken.

Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling. Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone. _ _ _ Sunshine Meets Grumpy He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions. Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable. One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

He was Joaquin Dela Cruz, a Filipino exchange student. His excitement turned into unease when he finally met Lianhua Zhang, the daughter of his host family. Cold and distant, she made it plain that she didn't want him around. And when she muttered something about him not being the first Filipino student to come here and that the last one hadn't exactly been a success either the tension started to rise. This search for unscrambling truth involves Joaquin in the old secrets, family feuds, and cultural expectations that bound him close to Lianhua. At Henan University, where both of them must spend time together, sparks are ignited between the two, as are misunderstandings, clashing ideals, and an undeniable attraction they cannot resist. She would then reveal, within the course of this history, a painful past that once comprised a forbidden love between a Filipino student and the local girl: heartbreak, the loss of dignity when love ends in shame and despair. In a family where such happened before, it is not supposed to happen again. And yet, through everything here, Joaquin and Lianhua are inescapably attracted to one another above and beyond everything. But when an unexpected betrayal exposes their growing relationship, Joaquin must make an impossible choice: fight for love or leave before he is forced out of China forever.

In a world where power is claimed by bloodlines and politics, Meiying, a fierce and skilled warrior, returns home after years of hidden training to find her family gone and her homeland in ruins. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she saves Prince Cheng during a deadly ambush. Unbeknownst to her, this act binds her fate to his, revealing a powerful, untapped secret within herself—the rare ability to manipulate life force, a gift once wielded by the protectors of the throne. But as the Emperor’s desperate deal with a demon curses Cheng’s life and the empire’s stability, Meiying finds herself entangled in a battle far larger than personal revenge. With dark forces and political conspiracies threatening to destroy everything, Meiying must come to terms with her newfound powers and decide where her loyalty lies. Can Meiying, a warrior defined by strength become the key to breaking the curse and saving an empire in peril? As the prince fights for his destiny, will her path of vengeance lead to destruction—or will it be the salvation they both need? ——— Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. My body stiffened as a palace guard called for me from the other side, but I ignored it. Mei, on the other hand, began pushing me away in a panic. "Cheng, let go," she said, struggling in my arms. "Can't you hear him? What if he comes in and sees us like this?" "I don't care," I replied, my lips brushing her ear. "Tell me you forgive me, that's all I need. I won't let go until you do." I knew I was taking a risk, a huge one, if we were seen like this, there would be consequences. But losing Mei would be the bigger risk, the one I couldn't take. I couldn't let her slip away. "I just need to hear you forgive me, mei. That's all I need right now." The guard knocked again, calling my name, and Mei struggled harder. "Cheng, please," she said, her voice cracking under the strain. But I didn't budge. Finally she muttered, "Fine. I forgive you." "I forgive you, you crazy jerk." "You really mean that?" I asked, my voice barely audible. She nodded, exasperated, and only then did I release her. Just as I did, the door swung open, and I barely had time to step back before the palace guard entered, the guard rushed in, his face pale with worry. It was a close call. too close, but I didn't care. Mei flinched at the intrusion, but quickly composed herself, stepping away from me to a more respectable distance. The guard, wide-eyed and clearly flustered, fell to his knees in a bow. "My deepest apologies, Your Highness. I called for you several times but received no reply. I entered out of concern, fearing the worst." I glanced at Mei, but she wouldn't meet my eyes. She simply gave the guard one last look and walked out, leaving the room without a word. I let out a long, exhausted sigh, running a hand through my hair, still reeling from everything that had just happened. Turning back to the guard, I motioned for him to stand. "Get up" "And next time, don't enter my room without permission." ———— Author’s Note (Rong King) This story is a work of fiction, entirely created from my imagination. Any resemblance to real people, events, or places is purely coincidental. I have made every effort to craft a compelling narrative, but I acknowledge that some scenes or details may be inaccurate or unintentionally offensive. For this, I sincerely apologize. My intention is to entertain and inspire, not to harm or misrepresent. Thank you for your understanding. As we journey together through this story, my greatest hope is that our lives reflects God’s love and truth in all we do. I put my faith in Jesus Christ, who gave His life for me, and it’s my prayer that His grace and mercy touch each of us. Thank you for being part of this. May God bless you abundantly!

"Who said a reincarnated person had an easy life." Yucheng he muttered as he thought of all the things that had happened to him, first his father died, and he became a slave, and now. "F#ck even my talent is the worst." You know the worst talent is a five-element spiritual root, but he has something even worse: a seven-element spiritual root. "Well, I guess I can only move forward by myself." He muttered as he looked at all the books piled before him as he tried to create his techniques. ... ... ... A\N: New here, please do correct me if you see any mistake in my work. Also hope you enjoy this story.

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)