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Prestigious Heiress: Only Wish Is To Sleep But She Is Pampered

In a world where fate seemed to be woven with an intricate tapestry of destiny, Leticia's existence was a perpetual enigma. Her life was a never-ending cycle of rebirth, a Sisyphean task that had been ongoing for hundreds of thousands of years. The fabric of time had witnessed her numerous incarnations, each one a unique thread in the grand narrative of her existence. She had lived as a duchess, adorned with opulence and extravagance, yet her life was cut short by the cruel hand of fate. In another life, she was a princess, beloved by her people, but her reign was marked by tragedy and heartbreak. She had walked among the nobility, with wealth and power at her fingertips, only to be brought down by the very privileges she had been born into. In other lives, she had been a servant, toiling in obscurity, her existence a mere whisper in the annals of history. She had been a beggar, forced to eke out a meager living on the streets, her dignity worn down by the harsh realities of life. She had been a slave, bound by chains of oppression, her spirit crushed by the weight of her circumstances. And yet, despite the hardships she had faced, she had also lived as a witch, wielding the power of magic to shape the world around her. She had been an heiress, inheriting vast fortunes and properties, only to lose them all to the whims of fate. She had even lived as a dragon, soaring through the skies, her roar thundering through the land, only to be brought down by the bravery of a hero. In one life, she had been an immortal, living forever, yet unable to escape the cycle of rebirth. She had walked among the gods, with the power of the divine at her command, only to be cast down to the mortal realm once more. Throughout her many lives, Leticia had accumulated a vast array of skills and knowledge. She was a master of fashion, able to craft garments that would make the gods weep with envy. She was a business magnate, able to build empires with a mere thought. She was a hacker, able to breach the most secure systems with ease. She was a wizard, able to wield the very fabric of reality. She was an assassin, able to take down her targets with precision and stealth. She was a scientist researcher, able to unlock the secrets of the universe. She was a mysterious doctor, able to ...heal the most grievous of wounds. And she was a technology engineer, able to craft machines that would change the course of human history. With each life, she had added to her arsenal of skills, making her a formidable force to be reckoned with. Yet, despite her vast abilities, she was still trapped in the cycle of rebirth, doomed to repeat the same patterns of life and death for eternity. Her family, a powerful and influential clan, had dominated half of the business world. Her father, a mysterious wizard, had said, "My real daughter had returned! I was going to give her pocket money to let her spend freely!" Her mother, a fearless warrior and fashion icon, had declared, "My daughter's hardship is near, but no matter what, mommy won't allow you to spoil your fun or even get your hands dirty!" Her brothers had chimed in, "Our sister doesn't need to work hard! Our sister is a princess!" But Leticia knew the truth - she was a prisoner of her own destiny, trapped in a never-ending cycle of rebirth. And then, the paparazzi had caught her with the famous young handsome man, Ninth Prince Leonardo Novak, who had happily told the camera, "We have been engaged since we were babies, but my fiancée ran away without telling me, heartbroken." The news had spread like wildfire, and the public was shocked to discover that Leticia, the hidden princess, was actually engaged to the powerful and handsome prince. But Leticia just groaned, "Not this again..." princess, was actually engaged to the powerful and handsome prince. But Leticia just groaned, "Not this again..."
Gloria_cookie5938 · 4.4K Views

She-Wolf is too Scheming

She was a naive and kind little girl with a Special Ability, but what awaited her was not happiness, but misfortune. She feigned cleverness and cuteness, secretly plotting, and overturned her tragic fate with her own hands, because she was determined to write her own destiny. Reborn into a new life, she found herself growing up among wolves. The past was like a fleeting cloud; now she was cunning, kind, capricious, ruthless, and indifferent... a "beloved" wolf girl, enduring endless favor. In the dense, untraceable jungle, riding wolves was the envy of others. Yet, the girl was anxious and worried. Was this a death wish? To what era had she been transported? In the mountains without sun or moon, she had already spent six years yet still hadn't figured out in which era she had been reborn. Finally, hope arrived. The girl watched, her eyes shining, as the half-dead boy lay on the ground. To be precise, she was staring at his attire, which finally gave her a clue about the era she was living in. Calculating her own little plans, the girl excitedly rescued the boy, becoming his lifesaver and waiting for him to rescue her from her miserable life, the days of wearing animal skins and tree leaves were hard to endure. However, seeing an airplane thundering away overhead, she could no longer remain calm. Her small white teeth almost shattered. This was definitely the rhythm of courting death. Unbeknownst to her, though she thought she left no trace, she had already made a deep impression in his heart. Although they had never spoken a word to each other, they had taken root in each other's hearts in a special way. That year, she was six, and he was nine. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He was wicked, unrestrained, and his deep eyes were like bottomless darkness. His entire being emitted a strange chill, and the cold, merciless word “kill” from his good-looking lips decided the fate of hundreds. She stood by, thinking, this is truly ruthless. His eyes shone like bright stars, and his clear gaze was somewhat dull. Blushes quietly crept onto his beautiful and bewitching face as he murmured like a mosquito, "Thank you," leaving the girl who served him food instantly speechless. They say women change faces faster than flipping a book, so why was it the reverse for her? She didn't know that his uniqueness was only ever shown to her. That year she was sixteen, and he was nineteen. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Some feared her, some shunned her, some adored her, some envied her, some were jealous of her... Only he understood that what she needed most was his love. Let's see how this generation's wolf girl, with her mysterious and unpredictable Skills, wanders the world, stirring up storms wherever she goes with her extraordinary presence. This text features a one-on-one relationship, a brand new Special Ability cool story. Both protagonists are pure of body and mind.
Homebody Bear · 209.8K Views

She wasn’t just a maid , she was mine

Jin was still sleeping peacefully…she walked up to him .looking at his peaceful face . She was captivated again ….she was about to touch his face when she hesitated as she didn't want to wake him not knowing he was already awake. She was about to go when her wrist was pulled making her fall on the huge bed . "Y…yo…you …what are you doing ?"Mian asked . " shhhh" Jin shushed her with his eyes half closed . She was about to get off the bed when her waist was pulled back . " How was your meet up yesterday? " he asked smiling behind her neck . Mian was trying to focused " it went well" she said . " can I have a morning kiss ? " Jin asked " wash up first …" she said smiling . " so ..if I wash up ..will I get a kiss ?" Jin asked Mian nodded . He quickly went to wash up and came back he didn't even button up his robe . Mian was still waiting as he told her to wait for him. She was standing looking at a picture that pop on his phone wallpaper when a message was sent to him . It was a picture of him and his mom smiling . " He looks so much like his mom " she thought and smiled . When Jin popped behind her and snaked his hands around her waist. She was startled . " I ..I .. wasn't peeping into your phone …the picture on it just captivated me …" she said . " I didn't ask you to explain …it's fine " Jin said smiling . " where's your mom? " Mian asked him " she's in the Uk …if you are eager to see her …she might visit soon ." he said smiling . " Now where's my kiss? " Jin asked shamelessly. Mian turned to look at him …she looked at him from head to toe .he didn't button up his robe revealing his chest . " Dont be a lazy boy and put on some cloths " she said pushing him to his closet . Jin reacted when he was called a boy . " boy??" He turned and looked at her make Mian startled . " say that again " he said taking steps forward and making her step backwards. Mian who noticed he was triggered….and wanted to tease him . She kept a distance between them " I said don't be a lazy boy …." She couldn't finish her words when Jin pulled her to himself and carried her to sit on the mirror counter . He looked and smiled as he loved the way she was getting comfortable around him . He leaned in on her " call me a boy again " he said as he leaned closely . " what ? " she said smiling and held the collar of his robe with her face flushed ….because of his revealing chest. " aren't you a bo…" she couldn't finish when he kissed her as if he was reading her lips to just say the word "boy". She didn't push him away …as he kissed her . He felt her surrender as she snaked her arms around his neck …he took this opportunity to kiss her to his heart content . He wasn't comfortable as her knee were as if they were pushing him away . His placed his hands on her thighs …but she didn't resist as he opened the space between her legs and fit himself in while holding her waist still kissing her . He gripped her thighs firmly, guiding her legs up and wrapping them snugly around his waist. The soft friction of her skin against his sent a delicious jolt through his spine. His mouth was already on hers—fevered, insistent, like he was trying to memorize the taste of her. Mian gasped softly into the kiss, her fingers gripping the fabric of his shirt, crumpling it between her fists. Her eyes fluttered shut as she melted into him.
STAYCE · 7.5K Views
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