Sharks Front Row Forum

Eamond Richard dies as he lived: ruthless, filthy rich, and utterly alone. Reborn into a medieval world where magic trumps all, he wields Money Magic—a system that turns gold into godlike power. Bankrolling wars, monetizing dragons, and weaponizing debt, Eamond builds an empire with the glee of a shark in a treasury. But beneath his carefree swagger lies a twice-orphaned outcast who knows the real game isn’t wealth… It’s never losing again. Yet for all his schemes, Eamond can’t outrun the system’s fine print: hoard too much, and your soul becomes currency. As terrifying creatures and jealous gods close in, he faces a paradox—the more invincible he becomes, the clearer it is that money can’t buy what he truly wants.

In a bustling city, two souls who live in different worlds, never meant to meet, cross paths. Tristan Asher, the cold, calculating CEO of Asher Industries faces an ultimatum: get married by the end of the month or step down from his position. On the other hand, Ariel Jones a passionate chef, who runs her own food truck is in serious debt after her brother borrows money from a dangerous loan shark. After a disastrous first encounter, Tristan seeks her out with a deal. A contract marriage to ensure he keeps his position, and for her to be able to pay off her debt. As they deal with the complexities of their relationship feeling begin to develop, and the lines they set are blurred. Will they let their contract turn into something genuine? Or will they let external forces tear them apart? Can they find the perfect recipe for a loving marriage?

The Nine Tribulations Immortal Venerable is reborn in the city, sweeping away contemporary enemies. In front of me, brothers stand. Enemies kneel. Foes lie down. Women, any pose is OK.

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] - This Novel is participating in the 2025 WebNovel Spirity Awards ^^ Due to unfortunate circumstances, "Ari" Ariel Matisse lived in the slums of Los Angeles, also known as Skid Row. One night, on his way home, he was killed while witnessing an old man getting beaten. When he woke up, he had been thrown into a dumpster, and a strange screen flashed across his eyes, and no matter how he looked at it, it reminded him of a status window in a game. [System Integration Complete!] [Become a Global Music Superstar!] For some reason, he gained a system that wanted him to join a survival show and become a globally famous idol. If he refused to complete his given tasks, he would die. But if he succeeded, he would have the money and power to change his life as well as get revenge against the person who killed him. P.s. this story is kind of a love letter to LA and the amazing blend of cultures (American, Asian, Hispanic, African, etc) that can be found there. I hope you all fall in love with the area as much as I love it.

I live in a world where everyone is strong and everyone has powers, In this world we get to choose what our powers do, I chose to create snow. I had no idea that this was a mistake, choosing a power that was neither offensive nor defensive couldn't save me in the worst moment of my life... but what did save me was accidentally time-traveling to the future. How did that happen?? (Warning this story can take a lot of turns sometimes into depravity and not all the characters are good natured people)

Join the discord: https://discord.gg/Wrn5DNvD ---- "Look at him," someone snickered from a few rows over. "Smells like he sleeps in a dumpster."  "Probably does," another voice added, louder this time.  Nox just stared at his textbook, the words blurring. He had heard it all before. Then, Mark, one of the main reasons his life was a living hell, swaggered past his desk. Mark always had a smirk on his face.  "Oops," he said, not even trying to sound accidental, as a full cup of bright orange juice tipped over, splashing all down the front of Nox's already ruined shirt.  The cold liquid soaked through instantly.  Laughter erupted around the room. It was loud, clear, and mocking.  Nox slowly looked up. His eyes landed on Ms. Joy, who was watching the whole thing. She had seen Mark deliberately pour the juice on him.  He raised his hand, a small, tired gesture. "Ms. Joy," he said, his voice flat. "He just poured juice on me. Are you just going to ignore it? Again?."  Ms. Joy looked at him, then at Mark, who was now theatrically wiping his hands. A small smile played on her lips. Then she chuckled. Just a little airy laugh. "Oh, Nox, don't be so dramatic. Boys will be boys, right Mark?"  Mark puffed out his chest. "Yeah, Ms. Joy. He's just sensitive."  The class laughed even harder at that. Ms. Joy joined in, her laughter ringing out with theirs.  Hearing them all, hearing her laugh, something in him finally snapped. It wasn't a loud break, more like a quiet, final click.  He realized it then, with a cold, hard clarity. No one was coming to save him. No teachers, no police, no parents he never had. No one cared. If he wanted this to stop, he would have to be the one to stop it. He was the only one who could. His face remained blank, but his mind was suddenly very clear. He reached down slowly, his hand going into his worn-out school bag. The laughter died down a little as a few students noticed his deliberate movement, a strange stillness about him.  He pulled out a gun. The classroom went silent. Utterly, completely silent. Mark's smirk vanished, replaced by wide, terrified eyes. Even Ms. Joy stopped laughing, her face paling.  "What… Nox, what are you doing?" she stammered, her voice suddenly shaky.  He didn't answer. He looked around at their faces, one by one. Fear. He saw fear now. Good. He was ready. He was going to make them all pay. He was going to end it, all of it. Just as he was about to raise the gun properly, a bright blue screen appeared right in front of his face. It was translucent, and only he seemed to see it.  [Congratulations! You have met the requirements!]  [1st Player Chosen!]  [You have won the System!] 

Ragnar Vhagar was suddenly transformed into a Demon King in a new, system world where he must defend his apartment-turned-dungeon from invading "Heroes." Initially weak, he uses his gamer cunning to manipulate online forums, turning his dungeon into a controlled "farm" to gain experience from low-level adventurers. After facing a powerful threat, Ragnar evolves his strategy and power, recruiting a brilliant strategist and a formidable ex-hero as his key lieutenants. His ambition shifts from survival to conquest as he begins to build an empire by taking over rival Demon Kings' territories. Now, as a major power, he must contend with escalating threats from dangerously evolved heroes and other top-tier Demon Kings in a ruthless battle for total domination.

Esmeralda was on the run, not just from the loan sharks her drunkard father had saddled her with, but from everything else that she knew was a disease to her life. She didn't know where or how but she had to run but what she didn't plan for was her unexpected death. The end, they say is the beginning of something new. Death, is the path to a new life. ~ ~ ~ "Oww.....fuckin sh*t, I thought that truck would kill me." Esme groaned as she tossed on the cold floor. The sharp ray from the sunlight made her squint her eyes, she blocked the light with her palm as she sat up still grunting. "Thank God I'm alive." She muttered again, her voice laced with relief but then, a soft growl made her eyes snap open and what she saw shocked her..... .......... But it was also the beginning of a new life.

[BL] To pay off his debts, Lim Garam decided to debut as an idol under the entertainment company that belongs to the loan sharks he owes. But the contract he signed wasn't a business contract. It was a marriage contract with Song Sihyuk--- the Alpha among the Alphas, and a third-generation chaebol at that. Lim Garam is a Beta, so he never understood Song Sihyuk's obsession with him. But maybe he should have known the moment his contract husband asked him THAT question: “Do you want me to turn you into an Omega, Lim Garam?” *** #omegaverse #betaxalpha #omegaxalpha #sassybeta #suddenlyomega #redflagalpha #toxicrelationship #secretmarriage #showbiz #idol #chaebol #ceo

Encroached by the reality of death and haunted by his own fading life... Tunde, a small-time Lagos fraudster, is once again running— from debt, from danger, from himself. But this time, he's also running toward something: $10 million. A mother on the brink. A loan shark with a blade. A price on his head he can’t afford to pay. And then— into another world. A world bridled with war, magic, and monsters. Will he escape this time? Or will death finally catch him? May Einar’s notes reveal what is hidden.

Original Suboxone 8mg Film for sale USA/AUSTRALIA,EU Text/Whatsapp +1(260)-302-1615 Order Xanax,Oxycodone,Adderall,Percocet,Ketamine,Vyvanse here Purchase Suboxone 8mg for sale las vegas, Suboxone strips 8mg for sale los angeles Suboxone SPills 8mg for sale forums, Suboxone 8mg for sale houston buy film 8mg online, buy generic Strips online Suboxone Pills 8mg for sale chicago, Suboxone 8mg Strips for sale cincinnati, buy Order Suboxone Pills 8mg buprenorphine for sale south carolina, Suboxone 8mg Strips for sale boston, Suboxone 8mg Strips for sale Suboxone Film 8mg for sale, https://lean4allavailable.com/product/strips-suboxone-8mg/ Text/Whatsapp +1(260)-302-1615 https://lean4allavailable.com

In a world where cultivation and martial arts reign supreme, 60 young disciples gather to compete in a series of trials to become the legendary Jade Phoenix. Among them are Feng Wu and Jian Wei, two ordinary cultivators from a small village who possess determination and courage. As the story unfolds, the disciples will encounter mysterious figures, ancient secrets and hidden dangers. The trials will test not their physical prowess but also their wits, loyalty and character. who will row to the top , and what secrets will be revealed along the way? As the competition reaches its climax, only one will claim the title of " Jade Phoenix ", but the journey will change them all forever.

The full story of the Trackers, a young superhero team with unique powers, who unlike most heroes hide there identity in this amazing and spectacular world. The will face any kind of evil in front and become stronger. They will always track down evil.

"My fiancé is a high school student?" Sohee, an Omega drowning in debt, has two choices: marry a younger chaebol Alpha, or sell himself to an older yet violent loan shark Alpha. Ah, there's a third option, too. "Should I just off myself or something?" *** #omegaverse #dominantalpha #powerbottom #collegeromance #healing

He opened his eyes in a world not his own. A child in an orphanage on a forgotten hill—quiet, distant, and far too composed for his age—he spends his days watching the town from above, waiting for something he cannot name. Born into this world with the memories of another, Rowe recalls cities of steel and flickering lights— but nothing of who he was, or how that life came undone. As the days drift by in hushed repetition, he mimics the world to blend in, while a deeper longing stirs beneath his silence: the desire to understand where he is… and why. And yet, something in him moves the world. People are drawn to him. Strange things begin to stir. Danger nears—but never touches. And within him, something begins to awaken—slowly, like the turning of stars. To others, he is simply one of the many nameless orphans left behind. But beneath that calm, unreadable face lies a forgotten name, a history erased. This is neither a tale of prophecy foretold nor that of a fate destined. Not a chosen hero’s rise or a villain's demise. It is the quiet unraveling of a boy trying to feel real—feel alive A child who slipped through fate’s fingers… and began to walk again. (Some excerpts from future^=^) “Don’t go there, move… it’s not safe,” Rowe warned, not out of panic, but habit—like he’d known what would happen if not stopped. Annora stands alone under the blanket of the clear dark starry sky. The wind tugged at her cloak as she prayed, “If you’re out there, please... find your way home, Isenor. Please, come back to me…” She had said it so many times, the stars seemed ready to answer. The air shifted as boots hit stone. A voice called out, clear and firm, “Enough waiting. Positions, everyone. Today marks a new beginning—we confer knightage on to the next generation.” declared Abel Time forgets many things. But not the ones still meant to be found...Let's walk the journey along with this curious soul

Arvin wasn’t loud. He didn’t dominate the courts, the hallways, or the group chats. But in the quiet spaces of Lagonoy High School—in the back row, behind the acacia tree, near the music room—you could often hear a melody drifting, soft and honest. It was Arvin. The boy with a guitar and no love story of his own—yet somehow the unofficial chronicler of everyone else's.

The story begins with a woman named Sipat, who experiences various challenges and dramatic changes in her life. Initially, Sipat was a woman trapped in the dark world as a commercial sex worker (PSK) and loan shark. She grew up in a difficult context, where her father left the family and her mother faced various economic problems. Through various painful events, Sipat had to struggle hard to support her two younger sisters and maintain their lives despite being hit by grief and many obstacles. Sipat's life is marked by despair, rise, but also fall. After a variety of professions, including liquor business and loan shark, Sipat decides to improve his life after entering into a relationship with Budiman, a widower with good intentions. With Budiman's support, Sipat slowly finds his way back to a better life, until the terrors of the past haunt him and test his mental resilience .

It all started with a house key, right under the front carpet. And it ended with an arranged marriage. But some people won't notice it.

Waking up inside the ruins of an orphanage, Alexander finds himself chained and sold to slavery. A modern metallurgist, trapped in ancient times, watch as he tries to play with the cards fate dealt him. He will make plate armor, invent paper, build roads, teach governance and many more, as he tries to carve a place for himself. But how can such things not attract jealous eyes? The naval superpower- Cantagena, The unstoppable army of- Exolas, The superpower of the east- Adhania, The mercantile confederation- Sybarsis, The religious fanatics- Iyizarid, And the ever-present- Barbarians of the Barren Forrest, All want something from each other. In this ocean of sharks, follow a small carp as it struggles to leap through the dragon gate and establish a dynasty to outlast them all. The cover is not mine. If you are the owner of this cover, comment and I will remove it.

A.D. is no stranger to the perilous "Wish from the Devil's Game." He's the guide, the one who can bring players back from its deadly depths. His unique connection to this modernized, dangerous board game becomes paramount when Suzanne, a wealthy young woman nursing a silent sadness, inexplicably vanishes into it on her disappointing birthday night. Suzanne's distraught father desperately seeks A.D.'s help after mysterious cards reveal Suzanne is trapped within the game, alongside others like David and Sharleen, whom A.D. had previously rescued. Despite Jane's pleas, A.D. leads a rescue team—including David and Sharleen—but reveals a prior wish that prevents Jane from entering. With the stakes terrifyingly high (death in the game is permanent), Sharleen strikes a shocking deal to share a future with A.D. and Jane if she successfully joins the mission. The team then plunges into the game's first treacherous level: "Run into Shark Way" in a college setting. Deep Research Ge

After losing her father, a loving daughter stumbles upon a dusty, forgotten diary buried deep in his old room. Behind the smiles and laughter she once knew lies a hidden world of betrayal, loneliness, and painful truths no one dared to face. As the pages turn, she begins to understand the cost of pretending-and the real reason he's gone forever

Humanity's constant tampering with the unnatural has caused a great affliction that brought humanity near extinction. Nula, being infected with this plague, is forced out of his hedonistic lifestyle and onto the front lines in the battle against the eldritch abominations.

An unlikely trip of allied "supervillains" pitch in their best efforts to trace after a corrupt superhero, an organization that controls the stability of all the universes and even malign duties that commit sins not even the worst death row inmates would, along their path, they encounter unlikely allies and long awaited foes alike, spiritual entities and ritual catastrophe's await!

I just wanted a quiet life. A little cottage in the countryside. Maybe an apple orchard. A lazy dog named Bento. That was the dream. What I got instead? – A medieval fantasy world – A collapsing barony – And a debt the size of a dragon’s ass. Every time I try to quit, something worse shows up—trade wars, sword-swinging lunatics, princesses with investment portfolios, and demon lords pitching franchise models like it’s Shark Tank. I wanted a nap. Instead I’m reverse-engineering the economy, manipulating supply chains, and inventing products that shouldn’t exist in this world. Magic? Boring. Swords? Overrated. But a mana-crystal monopoly? Now that’s real power. I’m not a hero. I’m not some chosen genius. I’m just a tired bastard trying to retire… Without dying broke. Or accidentally founding an empire.

Gu Nianyang was the best doctor of the 21st century, but while she was receiving an award onstage at a medical forum, the crystal chandelier overhead snapped, crushing her to death. When she opened her eyes, she found that she had transmigrated to a town in the 90s, into the body of a girl with the same name. The body’s original owner had led a tragic life, with her parents always favoring her sister and giving her the best of everything. Ever since she was old enough to understand, she had been a slave to the family, attending to the housework endlessly and only ever getting her sister's hand-me-downs. Having not eaten well, she was malnourished, scrawny like a pole, and looked like she was 13 although she was 17. Still, the other Gu Nianyang was weak and helpless, so she could not protest even when bullied. Her family was literally sucking her dry by using their kinship as an excuse, which inevitably led to her demise. That was where her memories stopped. As the Gu Nianyang from the 21st century looked down at her new body that could be picked up and sent flying by a breeze, all she could think about was how tragic the other Gu Nianyang’s life was! However, the heavens had given her a second chance at life. Hence, the weak and helpless Gu Nianyang was gone, and the new Gu Nianyang started to seek revenge against everyone who used to hurt the old Gu Nianyang!

Emperor Yongning wanted a daughter, but had eighteen sons in a row instead. So, he went looking for a Divination Master and asked whether or not he was fated to have a daughter in this life. The Divination Master told him, “Your Majesty, you have a daughter. She’s already been born a long time ago.”Emperor Yongning waved his hand and said, “I only have eighteen sons, no daughter.” “No, you have seventeen sons and one daughter.”Emperor Yongning: “That’s impossible!”Until one day, Emperor Yongning saw his eighteenth son, Jun Ning, wearing his hair up in two buns and dressed in a pink skirt, looking like a little girl. He came up to the emperor excitedly. “Father, I’m not a prince! I’m a princess, just like you always wanted!”Emperor Yongning: “...What nonsense is this? You’re my son.”Jun Ning: “No, I’m your daughter.” “Come! We’ll give you a checkup!”After the checkup, Jun Ning turned out to be a girl. Emperor Yongning: “...I…I have a precious daughter!”

CULTIVATION MEETS CYBERPUNK AND FINANCIAL SECTOR --- Neo-Tian runs on Qi-Credits and Karmic Scores. Fall behind? Your soul gets repossessed. Li Fang is deep in the red, days measured in hours from deletion, dantian locked. His only hope is a rogue [Quantum Fortune System] demanding he build an interdimensional finance empire from nothing. Partnered with a disgraced banker hunted by the city's most powerful sect, Li Fang starts a shadow operation. Lending pure Qi, shorting corrupt corporations using forbidden algorithms, and skimming value from the Bank of Reincarnation itself. Can he manipulate the system, dodge loan sharks, appease the auditor, and achieve financial godhood before his secrets bury him? Forget cultivating Qi, Li Fang has to cultivate his capital first!

My name is Gabriella, and this is one of the most painful yet redemptive stories I’ll ever share. A few months ago, I fell victim to something that completely shattered my life — a sophisticated scam wrapped in the promise of "FIRE" — Financial Independence, Retire Early. I came across this online movement that seemed so inspiring at first. The idea of gaining control of my finances and retiring early was something I deeply desired after years of struggling. It started innocently, with friendly chats in community forums and social media groups. I was introduced to a so-called financial mentor who promised to walk me through smart investments that would multiply my savings. I was cautious at first, but they spoke with such confidence and shared what looked like real success stories. I eventually took the plunge, believing I was making a choice for a better future. But slowly, I started noticing red flags — delays in withdrawals, inconsistent information, and the gut-wrenching silence whenever I asked questions that mattered. Then came the moment I’ll never forget: the realization that I had lost everything. My entire savings — gone. I couldn’t breathe. I felt like a fool, ashamed and broken. What followed was even harder. My own family, unsure of how to help or process my situation, began to distance themselves. I was judged, blamed, and left alone to battle anxiety, shame, and despair. I withdrew from everything. The emotional toll was unbearable. I felt betrayed not just by strangers online, but by life itself. But just when I thought I had no one left to turn to, something changed — I found AUTOPSY MAINNET RECOVERY. I stumbled upon them through a quiet whisper in an online forum from another survivor. At first, I was skeptical. After all, trust was a currency I no longer had. But something told me to try one last time. That decision saved me. From the very first contact, they treated me with empathy, respect, and professionalism. They didn’t just see me as another case — they saw me as a human being who had suffered enough. They listened to my story, reviewed all the information I had, and assured me they would do everything in their power to recover what was stolen. And they did. AUTOPSY MAINNET RECOVERY worked relentlessly to trace my stolen funds. They used methods I couldn’t even understand, but the results were real. Piece by piece, they recovered my money and confronted the very criminals who thought they could get away with ruining my life. Today, I am healing — not just financially, but emotionally. I’m rebuilding relationships, regaining my self-worth, and finding peace again. I don’t know where I would be without AUTOPSY MAINNET RECOVERY. They gave me back more than money — they gave me a second chance. To anyone out there who has been scammed and feels hopeless — don’t give up. Help exists. I’m living proof that even from the darkest place, you can rise again. WhatsApp: ‪‪+44 758 601 9698‬‬ Website: ‪autmainrec.com‬ Email: [ Autopsymainnetrecovery@autopsy.co.site ]

What happens when an average American middle-aged man, father of two high school girls and a high school teacher, gets a system that makes him attractive to single women? Watch how he makes love and babies with the women who come for him. He gets rich every time he makes a woman visit Cloud Nine. This story has taboos, but at least it doesn't have cheating in any forum, so there's that. NONE OF THE PEOPLE IN THIS NOVEL ARE REAL. EVERYTHING IS FANTASY. *contains 18+ adult content* MC's Main kink is Race play, so do be warned. in*est father x daughter school teacher x student widow divorced milfs BDSM Many Taboo s*x, you have been warned. Emotional control (i.e., the girls will be affected by him to be prone to lust after him but won't lose the free will to turn him down until they have already slept with him) *what it won't contain* NTR or its other forums for cheating R*pe mind control (I am going through and fixing spelling and other issues, so please bear with it. English isn't my strong suit. I have finished fixing all the chapters that I have put up to the best of my ability, and I don't know how good Grammarly is. So I won't say it's perfect, but it's an improvement over before.)

In a story of aching love and revenge, eighteen-year-old and mute Celeste Everhart’s loyalty was put to the test when her father’s company went bankrupt. In desperation, Celeste was told to marry Tiel Brightwell, the attractive but dangerous young man of the Brightwell family. But then, all the Brightwells were dangerous, beautiful, and wealthy. They saved the Everhart Sugar company in exchange for her hand. But there was someone else, someone with equally gray eyes and loving hands. Avond Brightwell. Tiel’s older brother, whom she had always secretly found attractive. Now so close and in reach, Celeste couldn’t help but let herself fall for him. After all, Tiel had someone else anyway. A woman with magenta eyes and silver hair like moonlight. A piece of shining stone compared to her black coal. As Celeste sank deeper into the Brightwells, the more she saw they weren’t the perfect family everyone thought. The cracks started to show, the stories of their past still lingering at the door, threatening to come back to set the records straight. Each revelation affected the two men Celeste had come to love. In the end, she must do everything to fit in and help Avond with the dangerous mission of revealing a crime syndicate brewing chaos in the capital city. What happened to the missing women in Torra? Who was creating the circulating super drugs? Why hasn’t chaos completely taken over the country? How will she continue her life when all of this is over? What happened to her mother? Who was she? Why did she have to die? All these questions, but none as important as the burning feeling in her heart. Who did she love more? Tiel or Avond? Torn between her love for them, fiercely protects one from the other. When the cold barrel of their firearms remained raised, who would she choose? At the end, her life is destroyed, the pain in her heart unmeasurable, everything slipping away from her hands like sand between her fingers. When the clock of time reverses and another chance is given, what will it be? To simply change the events or exact revenge? ---------- This is a regression story, or a back-in-time romance, mafia tale. But it doesn't happen immediately. The story starts from the beginning so please don't get confused when you start reading! Stick around cus, it's gonna be worth it!