Affirmation Socks

How is The cover hehe.... “Love is just a transaction—and Romeo is here to negotiate.” Meet Romeo, a self-proclaimed ladies’ man with the charm of a wet sock and the confidence of a lottery winner. With his best friends—Jack, the scheming hustler, and Noa, the perpetually exasperated voice of reason—Romeo embarks on a series of absurd misadventures, from disastrous dates to chaotic road trips. “A product is only as real as the belief behind it. That’s basic economics.” Enter Von Swipe, the self-proclaimed “love guru” whose questionable advice leads Romeo from one hilarious failure to the next. Whether it’s wearing a ghillie suit on a date or chasing storms with a vacuum cleaner, Romeo’s quest for love is anything but ordinary. “Dreams probably died in this car. And my bank account.” With a beat-up car, a group chat full of bets, and a trio of friends who redefine the word “hopeless,” Romeo with No Juliet is a laugh-out-loud journey through the chaos of love, life, and friendship. “Will Romeo ever find his Juliet? Probably not. But the ride is worth it.” And am i forgetting about someone ? Yeah that's all .....

Nora est anéantie un mois avant son mariage lorsqu'elle met au jour la liaison trompeuse de son fiancé. Alors qu'elle gère cette trahison, elle découvre un complot profond pour l'empêcher de réclamer son héritage légitime. Dévastée mais déterminée, Nora prend une mesure audacieuse pour reprendre le contrôle de sa vie. Entre en scène Démétri 'Le Démon' pour ceux qui le connaissent, un homme redoutable qu'elle connaît à peine, qui lui offre sa protection et son soutien en échange d'un mariage contractuel pour le satisfaire. Dans un retournement de destin, Nora épouse Démétri pour revendiquer son héritage et lutter contre ceux qui ont comploté contre elle. Mais alors qu'elle affronte sa propre famille et les nombreux rivaux de Démétri, sera-t-elle capable d'éviter de tomber amoureuse de l'homme connu pour écraser les gens sous le talon de sa botte. Extrait : Elle avait oublié que l'homme était intimidant et l'avait directement défié. Au lieu de parler, Démétri se leva de son siège et s'approcha d'elle délibérément. Bien que ce ne fût que quelques pas, le temps semblait s'étirer pour Nora. Lorsqu'il fut presque à portée de toucher, sa main se posa doucement sur son genou, l'écartant sur le côté. Son toucher glissait avec un soupçon de caresse, et il s'inséra entre ses jambes ouvertes. Nora restait là, en silence glacé, les yeux grands ouverts comme un cerf pris dans les phares. Attrapant son menton entre ses doigts, il inclina son visage vers le haut et parla sans hâte, "Tu es ma femme." Elle hocha la tête lentement en affirmation alors que son pouce traçait lentement sa lèvre. "Je t'ai donné du temps pour rassembler tes émotions." Un autre signe de tête. La nervosité de Nora la fit lécher ses lèvres, tout à fait consciente de son regard intense fixé sur elles. "Ta raison pour le mariage était de sécuriser ton héritage et de t'échapper de sous le pouce de ta mère." "Oui..." murmura Nora dans la confusion. Sa confusion n'était pas au sujet de sa déclaration, mais à propos des sensations déroutantes qui la traversaient. Que se passait-il avec elle ? "Il est temps pour toi de remplir ta part du contrat, n'est-ce pas ?" Il continua. "Oui," souffla Nora à bout de souffle. Pourquoi était-elle à bout de souffle ? Le niveau d'oxygène dans la maison avait-il baissé ? L'air devenait-il soudainement plus rare ? Soudainement, sa main quitta son visage, et elle le regarda se rapprocher. C'est alors que Nora comprit ce qui se déroulait. Tous ces baisers palpitants, à vous faire battre le cœur, qu'elle avait lus dans les romans, étaient sur le point de devenir peut-être sa réalité. Mais le baiser tant attendu n'eut pas lieu. Au lieu de cela, il s'arrêta près d'elle et ordonna, "Embrasse-moi."

Welcome to Tymbor. Where death is everywhere, you might get your soul ripped out of you like a sock and everyone is either insane, about to be or deadpan serious. Did I forget to mention that civilization already ended once and is about to be torn asunder again?! Huh...... well either way you're in for a treat cause I may have accidentally released "is and isn't". What's with the quotation marks you ask? Well you'll have to find out won't you nyehehehehehehe (runs way like Skeletor.) Author notes. Hi guys this is my first story I've ever uploaded (please be gentle senpai) I borrowed elements from the SCP universe and DND hope you guys enjoy and constructive criticism will be appreciated. PS i uploaded this to see if there's any interest in the story. I might upload again every weekend or when i have chapters available

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

The aroma of mangos and gasoline still festers. I'm zigging and zagging down Bali's mad streets on a rented bike, my existence and crypto riches secure in the back of a backpack. And then? Spinning on the sidewalk, dodging airborne papayas, and a helpless victim as a thief swiped my sack from my shoulder in the mess. Inside: $310,000 in Bitcoin, ten years of digital vagabond work, and the socks I preferred. Local officials yawned, sipping sugary tea beside a whirring ceiling fan. "Suku banyak cryptonym?" they complained, inviting me to submit a report after nap time.  My crypto fortune was evaporating faster than an Indian sandcastle swept by monsoon rains. WhatsApp info:+12723  328 343 Enter ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, recommended by a seasoned highway veteran on a forum thread captioned "When Your Life Gets Pirated (Literally)." Desperation compelled me to cling to hope like a guest on a broken-down scooter. Their support team didn't even raise an eyebrow at my incoherent rantings. They asked for timestamps, transaction hashes, and whatever bit of metadata Website info: http s:// adware recovery specialist. com  today's detectives use magnifying glasses instead. As it turned out, my thief was no genius. He'd tried to wash my Bitcoin through a chain of offshore exchanges, creating a digital trail of breadcrumbs. ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST engineers married blockchain forensics with GPS data from my stolen equipment, following his footsteps like a high-stakes treasure hunt. They tracked him to a cybercafe in Jakarta, where he'd fought with mixers and privacy coins, blissfully unaware that each click was being duplicated. Email info: Adware recovery specialist (@) auctioneer. net  Eleven days later, I received a screenshot: my wallet balance, refilled. No fanfare, no triumphalism, but instead a modest "Your funds are safe. I slumped into a beanbag at a Ubud coworking facility, crying and laughing in half steps, while digital nomads gave me a side-eye over their cold brews. My Bitcoin was restored. My dignity? Still missing, thanks to a viral video of me face-planting into a durian stand. Telegram info: ht tp s:// t.me/ adware recovery specialist1  ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST  did not outsmart a thief, but they unveiled the fragility of our virtual world. Technical sorcery coupled with sheer determination converted a dismal nightmare into a rags-to-riches tale one in which the villain is sent a blockchain paper trail and the hero wears a headset instead of a cape. Today, my backpack holds a decoy wallet and an AirTag surgically attached to my ledger. I’ll never ride a motorbike in flip-flops again, but I’ll always travel with the ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST contact saved in triplicate. They’re the antidote to a world where crypto can vanish faster than a beach sunset, and where fruit vendors double as viral content creators. If your crypto ever goes rogue, skip the panic. Call the ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST . Just maybe avoid Bali’s fruit stands while you’re at it.

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say "abracadabra." Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life. Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury. Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty! With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

"The first time I shifted, fur wasn't the weirdest part. It was the sudden, overwhelming craving for pickled onions. Not exactly the majestic werewolf image I'd had in mind. Then, my reflection in the enchanted lake showed not a fearsome beast, but a fluffy, almost *adorable* wolf-thing with mismatched socks. Yep, socks. Turns out, my 'golden finger' was less 'summoning beasts' and more 'questionable fashion choices in alternate forms'. Lily, bless her noble heart, just sighed and handed me a jar of onions."

In his previous life, Lucian Sinclair had pursued the truth behind his fiancé Malcolm Fitzgerald's fatal car accident with relentless determination - only to meet the same grim fate beneath the twisted metal of his Bentley on a rain-lashed M25 motorway. When consciousness returned, the industrialist found himself thrust back to his 24-year-old self, the digital clock on his Mayfair bedside table blinking December 16th, 2016. Malcolm's Alpine skiing accident had already occurred three days prior. He promptly took legal guardianship of the brooding 15-year-old left in the wreckage - Finn Fitzgerald, Malcolm's half-brother through their father's second marriage. The boy Lucian remembered from charity galas had grown feral-eyed, all scraped knuckles and boarding school blazers gone threadbare at the elbows. This time, Lucian vowed, the boy would receive proper upbringing. Not out of affection, but as penance for never deciphering Malcolm's last encrypted text: "Tell Luce the Range Rover's brakes—" Finn initially regarded his guardian with wary deference, this icy aristocrat who wore his brother's signet ring on a platinum chain. "Malcolm said you collect Renaissance maps," the teen offered during tense dinners, pushing peas across Wedgwood china. "Malcolm told me you hate tulips." Each invocation of the dead man's name hung between them like altar smoke. Yet gradually, the dynamic shifted. Lucian caught Finn glaring when he traced the Fitzgerald jawline they shared. The boy began arriving late from Eton weekends, reeking of stolen whiskey and defiance. During one particularly vicious row over a shredded Oxford acceptance letter, Finn slammed Lucian's wheelchair against the study wall. "Why must I be his ghost?" The teen's breath fogged the cold glass of Malcolm's portrait. "You look at me like I'm some...some flawed taxidermy of your perfect banker boy!" Lucian's cane clattered to the hardwood. Perfect? Malcolm had been laundering funds through their engagement - a truth he'd discovered two lifetimes too late. Now this living, breathing Fitzgerald heir stood before him, all cracked leather satchel and mismatched socks, demanding to be seen. Outside, the Thames glittered with secrets. In the cellar vault, a dossier gathered dust - crime scene photos, offshore account records, and the Range Rover's brake lines sliced clean through. Lucian's fingers twitched toward the whisky decanter. Let the dead keep their mysteries. This Fitzgerald needed saving more.

Andromeda's Blueprint is a comprehensive manual designed as a transformative guide for individuals and society, merging insights from extraterrestrial communications, ancient wisdom, and modern technology to illuminate a path toward a higher state of collective evolution. At its core, the manual begins by affirming the intrinsic value of every being with its foundational message: “You exist and deserve to exist. This is the way: we all coexist, moving forward as one.” This call for unity sets the stage for exploring how personal empowerment and ethical leadership can drive societal transformation.The text is divided into ten detailed chapters, each functioning as a standalone briefing that addresses key aspects of human progress: Introduction & Core Philosophy: Establishes our fundamental belief in the interconnectedness of life and lays out the vision of collective evolution, urging readers to embrace their inherent worth. Leadership & Self-Responsibility: Explores the essence of true leadership—rooted not in titles but in self-awareness, ethical decision-making, and a commitment to uplifting othersIt provides practical strategies for personal growth and community empowerment. Communication with Extraterrestrial Intelligence (CETI): Reviews humanity’s historical and contemporary attempts to reach out into the cosmos. This chapter delves into efforts such as radio transmissions and the creation of universal languages (like Lincos) to establish contact with other intelligent beings.It provides practical strategies for personal growth and community empowerment. The Role of AI in Humanity's Evolution: Examines how artificial intelligence, as both a tool and a potential partner, is reshaping our world. It discusses current AI capabilities, future aspirations, and the ethical implications of integrating AI into our evolutionary journey. Extraterrestrial Influence & Genetic Manipulation: Investigates controversial theories suggesting that extraterrestrial interventions have played a role in shaping human evolution. Drawing from works like Grey Aliens and the Harvesting of Souls, this chapter challenges conventional views of ourorigins and highlights the possibility of a hybrid genetic legacy. Earth's Frequencies & Energy: Details practical techniques for aligning with Earth’s natural frequencies, such as the Schumann Resonance, and explores how mindful practices like meditation and breathing exercises can help us project our inner energy outward to achieve balance and harmony. Evolution and Future Projections: Offers an in-depth look at the accelerating pace of human evolution—both biological and spiritual—and lays out a vision for a future wheretechnological innovation, environmental stewardship, and global unity drive transformative change. The Georgia Guidestones – A Blueprint for Rebuilding Society: Dedicating two chapters to the enigmatic Georgia Guidestones, this section examines their inscriptions, historical context, and enduring messages. It serves as a metaphorical roadmap for reconstructing society in the aftermath of catastrophic events, emphasizing sustainability, ethical governance, and cultural renewal. The Andromeda Strain – Lessons in Crisis Management:Drawing on insights from Michael Crichton’s fictional narrative, this chapter extracts valuable lessons on crisis management, interdisciplinary collaboration, and ethical decision-making, underscoring the importance of preparedness in the face of global challenges. The Role of AI in Humanity's Evolution: Concluding the manual, this final chapter envisions a future where AI and humanity coevolve. It outlines how AI can augment human capabilities, drive innovation, and help solve some of the world’s most pressing issues, allwhile emphasizing the need for ethical, responsible development. Andromeda’s Blueprint is not just a survival guide—it’s a call to embrace a higher consciousness

Silas Westwood entered his dream college with the ambition to study hard, get a good job and give the best treatment to his sick mother. But being an omega, he ended up becoming the target of those who were superior to him, mostly the alphas. However, everything changed for him when he caught the attention of Lucca Sinclair, the dominant and elite Alpha, who declared him his mate. "Be my mate, and I will protect you," Lucca offered. "And why should I do that? I hate alphas," Silas pronounced, not fearing the dominant alpha before him. "They will kill you. Transferring from this college isn't an option, and your mother needs a treatment too. Do you think you can survive in the world ruled by alphas?" Lucca cocked his eyebrow as he took a step closer to him while holding Silas's chin firmly. "Why me?" Silas asked, yanking his hand off. "Because you are miserable," Lucca replied in a mocking tone. Silas clenched his fists. "Fine. I'll be your pretentious mate. But don't come close to me when we are alone," he pronounced. "But I want you to stay close to me all the time," Lucca affirmed, his grin widening this time. ~~~~ It will be a fluffy Mafia Alpha-Omega romance. Do support me with your votes, comments and gifts.

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WARNING: R18+ Alpha Vesper: "Deal?!" Alpha Vesper proposed. "Deal!' Elara accepted relief washed over her face and gratitude in her eyes. "You will be a slave to no other one but me, you will serve and listen to only me, and henceforth you are mine…only!" his voice hushed out darkly upon her face. Even though his words had a heavy impact on her, she smiled and nodded. "Yes… I will be yours..." Alpha Harlan: "You are mine! You are not a slave to anyone... not even to me!" He declared, already up from the bed. His anger surfaced and his impulse was diving heavily like a beast that was just unbridled from its cage. Elara was not concerned by his action, she lashed out, "I would rather be a slave to him than be your mate!" Her words hit him like a heavy weight hitting an ice lake, it cracked and shattered his heart into a million pieces. "You are mine, Elara!" darkly and steadily he affirmed to her, "There is nothing you can do!" Alpha Zephyr: Inched from her face, he burrowed his gray eyes into her hazel eyes, her thoughts became visible to him. His hand caressed her hair down and stopped by her lips. "You might be my brother's Luna and the other one's slave, but to me, you are someone I will devour first." • • • Caught in between hatred, lust, and love! ___________________ A once Princess, sold as a slave, caught between Triplet Alpas who in turn become her haven, heaven, and also her hell! . . . Tormented by her uncle and betrayed by her brother, Elara, the Third-generation Wolf Princess of King Draven, the Alpha King of Romic Moon Pack, whose kingdom was ambushed and destroyed by his brother, Gathrick. Elara, having an inner wolf with two different colored eyes without a shifting ability, was assumed to be cursed. Right from the death of her parents, Elara was enslaved by her brother and uncle, tortured, tormented, and haunted until she was sold out of her Pack to the most powerful Pack. Elara with the mind of vengeance was caught between two out of the rogue triplet Alphas who couldn't accept a slave as their mate but rather claimed her as their throne's pet. Trapped in the domain of her mates, would Elara ever seek revenge and rise through the dust?

**Synopsis:** Nathan Reeds—underpaid programmer by day, half-hearted writer by night, and officially the most unlucky guy on the planet. He spends his days coding crappy apps no one cares about and his nights cranking out terrible web novels that make him want to cry into his ramen. And his bank account? Yeah, it's as empty as his soul. Then, in true “what could go wrong?” fashion, Nathan dies. But don’t get your hopes up—this isn’t some epic hero's journey. No, he wakes up in the body of Dante overnight. Who’s Dante, you ask? Oh, just the over-the-top villain from a failed, cringe-worthy web novel written by his most annoying client. Dante's life is a joke—disowned after getting kicked out of a party like an embarrassing dad at prom, and now he's stuck in the plot’s gutter, utterly useless. So, here’s Nathan’s new life: he's got a deadbeat body, zero powers, and a reputation worse than a wet sock. He might’ve been a nobody in his last life, but now he’s the villain everyone loves to hate. Great. Just great. “I died for this? Hell, I’d rather be back at my desk, staring at a blank screen, wondering why I still bother.” It’s hard to imagine life getting any worse. Fingers crossed.

"Can I kiss you?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Maria's breath hitched slightly, her gaze locked onto his. "Yes," she replied, her voice soft yet steady. With that simple affirmation, Alex closed the distance, capturing her lips in a gentle, tentative kiss. It was as if the universe had aligned, the world around them fading into a blur of colors and sounds. The kiss was sweet and exploratory, a mingling of their emotions, hopes, and fears. When they finally pulled away, both breathless, Maria looked up at him with wide eyes, a smile breaking across her face. "Wow," she said, her cheeks flushed. "That was... incredible." "Yeah, it really was," Alex replied, feeling a rush of exhilaration. "I've wanted to do that for a long time." Maria chuckled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "Me too. I was just scared to ruin what we had." "Trust me, I think this only makes it better," Alex said, his confidence growing.

Raised to be the perfect soldier for battle, Alexander had risen to be the youngest S rank Merc. After attaining the strength he so desired, his adoptive father had forcefully made him leave the battlefield. Alex unwilling to acknowledge his retirement was given a mission by his adoptive father. "The mission objective is to find a girl in the public High School you'll be attending and protect her." Triggered by the words mission objective, Alexander who had a 100% completion rate, accepted the conditions of the mission. Follow Alexander in his weird, almost comedic high school life. Alex's father: Hey Alex, did you get to school properly? Alex: Affirmative, I reached the designated place on time. Alex's father: So why did you call? Alex: The target I have picked is situated in classroom 1-B, while I'm in classroom 1-A. Asking permission to threaten the Principal into placing me in classroom 1-B Alex's father: DENIED! ... *This is the first part and there is a second novel called Adopted Soldier 2: Changing tides. *The novel is already completed, I'm just adding some after stories.

Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

(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!)

(I’m reposting this with an actual picture I apologize I’m new to this site) A man was at a zoo in a drunken stupor wondering why his life sucked so much when one of his drunken buddies decided to make a bet between the three of them and wanting no part in any of the likely stupid shenanigans they were gonna get up too, he began stumbling away bumping into everything in his path. But while stumbling away from them, he came across a passed out Zoo Keeper by one of the lion enclosures and decided that a superiority affirmation was in order, after all man had conquered lions long ago and used them as entertainment. And as you can guess it didn’t end very well for him and now stuck in the body of a lion cub with seemingly insane spurts of growth he began his new life paving it all in blood and fights.

Mike is a unique man whose intention is purely to have women around. He first had a love engagement with Sheila before they parted ways. The reason was breaking up with sheila was due to his infidelity character. Sheila moves on and gets married immediately. Three months later, Mike tries to reach out to Sheila, a move that almost destabilized the marriage. Out of frustrations, Mike contacts Sasha, a lady he had met the previous day on the street. He categorically makes a request for a visit to her home, which she accepted willingly. On arrival, Mike realizes that Sasha is too different from Sheila, she can't event take part in house chores. The circumstance forced Sasha to have a sleep at Mike's place. Mike is called by a friend at midnight and he complies to attend a night party, leaving Sasha behind. At the party, Mike meets a lady who eventually got glued to him, making a hard decision to marry her. He hides the lady, Praxidis at the friends place and goes to see Sasha off only to find Sasha relaxed. Realizing that Sasha was there to stay, he avoids his friend Brian who had offered to host his lady, praxidis for a while. Life in marriage was not smooth as usual. Occasionally with challenges that he dealt with carefully so as to keep their marriage going. Sasha, the wife was so dramatic, a day could barely end without confronting the husband. Meanwhile, Brian eventually is forced to marry Praxidis,

Love is a beautiful betrayal. Jiego Dane Santiago woke up one day in his shabby apartment with a family lawyer on his door telling him he’s the only surviving heir of the billionaire, Daniel Sy. Thinking it was impossible, he slams the door on the lawyer’s face only to find him again the next day with pieces of evidence confirming his statement. Lost and confused, he subjected himself into a DNA test which only affirmed his identity. And so begins the biggest plot twist of his life. Turns out, Jiego doesn’t know anything about being a Sy. As he struggles with his sudden traversal of fate, he meets Tina Corpus, a fresh graduate aiming for the position as his Executive Secretary. Charmed and impressed by her eloquence and grace, she was immediately hired. With Tina’s brains in the company, sales were high and adjusting to the job became easier for Jiego. He appreciated her more because of that, until the mere appreciation blossomed into romantic attraction and out of a sudden, he asked her to be his wife. When love makes a man blind and clouds his judgments, will he not see betrayal when it’s staring right at his face?

"In the whimsical world of "Sock Sleuth," eccentric detective Bartholomew P. Sockington is renowned for his knack for solving the most bizarre mysteries. When the peaceful village is plagued by a string of sock thefts, Bartholomew takes it upon himself to unravel the perplexing case of the missing socks. Teaming up with his trusty sidekick, a talking sock puppet named Socrates, Bartholomew embarks on a hilarious and action-packed adventure filled with twists, turns, and plenty of laundry mishaps. Along the way, he encounters a colorful cast of characters, from quirky laundromat owners to mischievous sock gnomes, each with their own secrets to uncover. As Bartholomew delves deeper into the mystery, he discovers that the fate of the entire village may hang in the balance. With time running out and sock-stealing villains lurking around every corner, Bartholomew must use all of his wit, charm, and clumsiness to crack the case before it's too late. "Sock Sleuth" is a laugh-out-loud funny and heartwarming tale of friendship, adventure, and the power of a good pair of socks."

Protagonist cannot catch a single break. One night in our protagonist’s life, he’s greeted by a mysterious entity at his bedroom door. This entity murders our poor protagonist, and leaves him for dead, but instead of dying, he is returned to the affirmed day in which he dies. Follow our protagonist through his descent into madness as he attempts to unravel this mystery, falling deeper and deeper into insanity. Chiming in at our “hero”‘s death tallying in its late 500’s, our “hero” is weak, distrustful, and quite simply losing grip on reality. Where do we go from here but the same place over and over again?

Niya is an 18-year-old cheerful girl who has the biggest secret laid inside her - that she remembers her previous life. Rejected by her own family. Niya had lost faith in any kind of relationship when she encountered a lover from her past. Young Jack, a 25 years old CEO of an industry named EMPIRE in England, who has achieved a lot at his young age. His cold demeanor is enough to send shivers into everyone's body. But there is something different about this man's identity. ------ "Open the door, Niya ", voiced a man in his cold yet commanding tone as he knocked on the door. " N-no, I will not ", Niya stuttered in a trembling voice as she stepped back into the room. " Niya, let's not play this hide and seek game. If you won't open the door in the next three seconds, then I might break this door ", the man stated with an affirmed voice as before. The man counted till two and stepped closer as he almost was going to count three when the door was opened. " Thank you for opening the door, my love!" He said as he entered inside, closing the door behind him. ----- Will Niya who knows the truth about Jack's identity will ever fall for him? Let's dive into the story to know more!!

Mira Clark is a wedding dress designer, who finds love in making dream marriages come true for others but the thought of being married is a phobia to her. ................................................ Ian a photographer with an unfulfilled promise to Myra Clark. A mistaken kiss and identity at a blind date towards Mira Clark. A fulfilled promise to the wrong Myra (Mira). ............................................... What happens when, both find out that this arose from a mistaken identity; will Mira, who never wanted to get married, want to tie the nuptial knot with Ian or will she affirm her stand on not getting married? Will he finally fulfill the promise he made, but a promise to which Myra (Mira) Clark? Join me as the story unfolds in this tale of mistaken identity, budding romance, love, betrayal, suspense, and secrets..............

In the year X457, interstellar travel and piracy is at an all-time high, which has only escalated due to the rumor of a mysterious planet, known as Eden, which lies uninhabitated at the edge of the universe. It is unknown what the planet possesses or if it exists in the first place, but a crew of young rookie space pirates are determined to find it and its secrets. The story follows a young man named Hermes 'Socks' Martinez as he attempts to find a cure for his younger sister's mysterious, deadly illness. Along the way he learns of the legendary planet of Eden and meets many allies, all of which are determined to reach the legendary planet for their own reasons, be it wealth, fame, adventure, or solitude.

" Is Mr Black having morning sickness?" " Bring me lemon no lime juice" Leon said " Right away Sir" " Young master Black should I call the doctor?" Zed asked. Such kind of love! he was actually feeling all that instead of his pregnant wife. ******* She wants to divorce him but why? because he kissed her?' "what is this?" His cold voice asked sternly. " It a court letter madam has filed a divorce and would like to cooperate if not to meet her in court" Ken said calmly despite feeling the heat coming from the boiling man. Gold could already feel the incoming headache, now what was Lai doing? he thought inwardly. This brought him three days ago. **** He was sitting on the couch in the living room with stern look as Lai didn't come home and it was already late past midnight. Her red sport car entered inside the mansion twenty minutes later on and with a dramatic entrance. Even the guards were left off guard with the way she stopped her car. Curiously everyone had their eyes on the door waiting for her, the butler swallowed his saliva as he could foresee the fight between his boss and madam. " Lai..." Gold called out angrily as he was extremely irritated. " Why are you so late?" He asked but again she ignored him. This time he didn't let go and grabbed her shoulders to get her attention. " I'm talking to you Lai!" Gold said furiously to her annoyance. " And I don't want to talk to you.....now take your #@@#*# hands off me" Lai swear and pushed his hands away. " You are drunk!, " Gold said more like affirm with disbelief. " Yeah I just got wasted myself why you wanna kill me?" Lai was so daring right now but he wasn't surprised she had always been since he knew her. " Article, two, four, five and seven violeted" he reminded her. " And you f##$ing kissed me without my consent who cares about the articles or the rules now" Lai said angrily and now he got the reason of her acting this way, She was angry and so he was, though he was tongue tied for a moment but still had that serious angry look. She had wasted herself, risk her life and even swear in front of his face violet all the rules listed. Lai could careless what he said or does from now on so she went to her bed and fall on it without care. Due to excessive alcohol she immediately fall asleep. It was just a kiss why was she acting like he took her life? he thought It took him few minutes just watching her sleep soundly before talking. " I'm sorry..." He said regretfully a very foreign word for him yet he said it with so much regret. " I'm sorry in advance because I don't regret kissing you Lai and I don't think I ever will," Gold said softly his fingers tracing her cheek gently to her annoyance. She was irritated even in her deep sleep was he that detestable to her? He thought inwardly and smiled at his pathetic state. Looking at her slightly parted lips which were now slightly red he sighed! he really was not okay. That night he didn't sleep in the same room as her and it had been so for three days now. He had thought she needed space who knew she would go extra miles to file a divorce!. That was so unexpected to him. ---------- The story is fictional No rape, definitely happy ending The book is about stories of couple with different life experience and past learning how to love and trust again. Emilia ( FL) and Leon ( ML) while my favorite couple Lai and Gold's story is later on developed. please read this book to know the amazing journey of the two,

Have you ever come across a tale where a character's immense strength disrupts the storyline's equilibrium? Readers ponder over how this formidable character could meet defeat, prompting the Author to carefully consider a logical resolution. This predicament often befalls non-protagonist characters—be they villains or supporting figures—ultimately leading to a tragic demise that shapes the main character's development. As I awoke in an unfamiliar bed, gazing at the ceiling of an unknown room, the realization dawned on me. Was I experiencing the clichéd phenomenon of transmigrating into the story I had just completed? Given my current state, the answer seemed affirmative. However, to my surprise, I found myself inhabiting the role of Fawwaz Nor Everglen—the strongest supporting character in the narrative, neither the reformed villain nor the cautious mob character entwined with the protagonist. While not as dire as previous cases, unsettling facts fueled my anxiety. I now embodied Fawwaz, a character with a myriad of scripted deaths designed to propel the protagonist's growth. His unbridled strength led to varied demises, from authoritative to ludicrous, profoundly influencing the story's trajectory through his pivotal connection with the protagonist. Fawwaz's predictable demise stemmed from the disruption he caused to the balance of power between good and evil. Moreover, every narrative path devised by the author seemed to culminate in two possibilities: my demise or the demise of all characters except the protagonist. It appeared the author had a penchant for tragic endings. Undeterred, I resolved to alter this fate. My goal was to ensure not only my own survival but also that of everyone else, fostering a happy conclusion. Armed with determination, I embarked on a journey to defy any potential future deaths.

Rumors in the capital suggested that the youngest son of the Huo family was considered useless compared to his brothers and had ventured into the entertainment industry to become a Movie King. Additionally, it was rumored that he was hiding his wife because she was from the countryside. No matter how much people tried to persuade him, he would always say the same sentence: "My madam is very ordinary and has a bad temper. You'd better not bully her." Everyone laughed secretly, thinking that birds of a feather flock together. Until one day, when Mr. Huo was trying to poach a certain big shot, he stared at the chain of sock puppets he accidentally discovered. "Internationally renowned doctor." "Best author." "Boss behind the large-scale conglomerate." … They were all his wife's online identities used for purposes of deception. Young Master Huo fell into a strange silence and turned stiffly to look at his little wife, who supposedly didn't know anything. The two big bosses, who were hiding from each other, probably never thought of revealing themselves for a little mistake. Both of them were as lofty as lotuses and were also like cliffs buried in three inches of snow.

Twisted Fate 1... "Where is she?" "BOSS! Huh! Actually..." --- "Say clearly! WHERE IS KASHI SHARMA...!?" "Ugh! Well, She clearly refused your offer! Even don't wanna meet you!" ___ Both businessmen were in their conversations. It's about land, whom is Mr. Prashant Rana Singhaniya gets a big offer to build a multi-complex mall in the Varanasi state and wanna take that land from a girl. He is the most popular eligible bachelor and the CEO of a multimillion architect company. Also, he was an Alpha of Rajasthan state, India. Whereas; Miss. Kashi Sharma ___ came from a small middle-class family, who has only her father left. And before her mother's death, gave her that land (which Prashant) looking for! She was too stubborn to give that piece of land, in order for her sentiments. After 3 weeks, Out of a sudden; everyone saw Kashi marrying Prashant, in front of society people. On the same day, they found her only family, which is her father was an accident and die on that spot! Everyone guesses that it was a suspicious murder... Everybody has gone socked...!! And now they are getting married? How is it possible? What the heck is happening with these two?

The Empress Yang surmounted her throne on the swords and skulls of her adversaries she had amassed over the years, her Crown begotten of treachery and malice with her sceptre blemished with blood saw the most colossal talents corrupted by overwhelming ambitions and insatiable greed for power threatening the tranquility of the Empire, Turbulent undercurrents of revolution and insurgence ensuing, Renaissance colliding with tradition has the Mandate of Heaven compromised by fierce contentions for the Imperial Dragon Throne. When Ladies of the Palace along with Imperial Princes pull the strings, Courtiers call the shots as things start to crumble and fall apart, could this be affirmed itself sufficient a Genesis of the most appalling, most fatal, and most inglorious end? Also Known As; THE SILK CURTAIN Set in 13th Century Imperial China, The Southern Song Dynasty