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you may read or not read this novel. cus this is just piles of my dropped novel. that's all the synopis that i can tell you about

Savannah Moretti has enough problems without adding “workplace crush” to the mix. Ryan Hartwell—her annoyingly smug, Greek-god-looking colleague—has been her sworn nemesis since day one. She can deal with his snarky comments, unsolicited advice, and the way his stupid blue eyes seem to see right through her. What she can’t deal with? Her traitorous brain constantly imagining him shirtless. Or, worse, helpful. With her youngest sister’s wedding only a month away, her anxiety skyrockets to new heights at the thought of enduring yet another round of her family’s relentless interrogation about her (nonexistent) love life. Again. Desperate times call for desperate measures, and when Ryan, of all people, offers to be her plus-one for the week-long island wedding, Savannah is too cornered to say no. It’s just one week. A harmless fake-dating arrangement. What’s the worst that could happen? Besides Ryan force-feeding her lobster rolls... or making her question everything she thought she knew about him—and herself?

Hernia is his to care for and he doesn’t care what the world thinks of that.

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!

The story is about how an old man wanted to fly on an airplane all his life, but he still couldn't do it.

Hm... Fantasy battle, smart MC, smart heroins, supper plot twist...etc... are all things that... this novel doesn't have. This place only has... Stupid MC, Normal heroins, normal plot, slice of life and... some sh*t thing. I just want to write what I want no matter how bad it is. ( ' 3') --------------- After going bankrupt, with nothing left in his hands, Lathel died at the age of 50. After his death, a god offered him a chance to go to another world and help the male protagonists. His mission was to solve the problems surrounding the heroines so that the male protagonists could easily get along with them. To be more precise, his job was similar to that of a chef. He would Process the ingredients and cook a sumptuous feast, while the male protagonists just needed to sit at the table and enjoy it. After completing his mission, he was threatened by a stranger. In the face of this threat Lathel just smiled and decided to commit suicide. After he died, those heroines also dropped their facade and revealed their true nature. Lathel once again met the god who helped him. This time, the god allowed him to choose the world he wanted to go to as a gift for completing his task. He then chose a Fantasy world, a place most men dreamt of. However, the Fantasy world had too many people to choose from, moreover the number of main character and antagonist slots were all full. In the end, Lathel accepted to take on the role of an extremely weak supporting character to go to the Fantasy world. However, this time he didn't need to work or help the main character. He just needed to not affect the main character's development. Lathel: “Hm... as long as it doesn't affect the main character... then... Can I make a harem?” God: “Of course.” Lathel: “Hm... so... I just need to avoid the main character's woman.” God: “That's right. You just need to try to survive in that world. Ah! I will give you a system that will help you have a good life in that world. I Hope you enjoy this new life.” Lathel: “Um! So my harem will consist of lackluster women, it seems like a peaceful life is waiting for me.” God: “Hm... not really...” *** See the character's pic here: https://twitter.com/HikaruKiki1111

For the last three years, 15-year-old Noel Lengly has been cooped up in his single-bedroom apartment, surviving off of nothing but regular ol' chicken and peas pot pie, but what choice does he have? After all, a fatal, fast-acting airborne disease plagues his very streets, leaving him with no choice but to stay put in his apartment. Of course, no one would want to die, right? Well, after having to eat his least favorite food on the planet, a chicken and peas pot pie, for three years straight, Noel questions if it is really worth continuing to live a life like this, forced to stay confined in this single-bedroom apartment.  And so, after surviving in his apartment five more days, Noel steps outside for the first time in three years.

Alicia had always despised writing. Her past held secrets that made the thought of putting pen to paper unbearable. Yet, when her school insisted she join the journalism club, she reluctantly agreed, unaware that this decision would change her life forever. An unknown person suddenly entered her life, a person who is a passionate writer and photographer with an eye for detail and a heart full of stories. Their worlds collide in unexpected ways, and what begins as a forced partnership soon blossoms into a powerful bond. Together, they embark on a journey through the lens of a camera and the tip of a fountain pen. But as their connection deepens, the shadows of Alicia's past loom larger. What made her hate writing so much, and will her newfound relationship with this unknown person help her confront her fears? I'll write, for you and for us is a gripping tale of love, secrets, and the power of storytelling. Dive into Alicia's world and discover how two souls, brought together by fate, can rewrite their destinies.

On that day, I observed her approaching me with anticipation. A smile illuminated my face, but as she drew nearer, it became apparent that tears streamed down her cheeks. When she finally stood before me, her hand swiftly met my cheek with a resounding slap. Now I was confused. "You son of a fucking bitch!" she holds me by the collar, "I trusted you!" Tears slowly trickle down her cheeks, leaving glistening trails in their wake. "What did I do?" "You freaking ruined my life." What was she talking about?

Zheng shuyi is a hardworking successful reporter for one of China's leading financial magazine company, she secured an exclusive interview with the famous shi Yan CEO of an investment firm (yun chuang). shi Yan a young handsome business tycoon, is looking forward in makimg serious investments in one of his company that is about to go bankrupt. he needs a good article outline that will save his company from going bankrupt. could this blossoming working relationship also lead them on the part to love?

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“Elise…” I called out to her. I wanted to say something but my brain could not form any words to utter. So, her name in my lips lingered and silence enveloped us. I glimpsed at her peaceful face and, as if on cue, my nerves relaxed. I gently touched her cheeks using my thumb then moved to her lips. Everything is probably an understatement of what I am willing to do for her. Beyond everything, that is, if it exists. I moved closer to reach the seat belt and quickly strapped her. I also adjusted my seat and strapped my own. Then, I started the car engine and drove off. My mind wandered off our first meeting. She didn’t appear promising to me when she descended the doorstep of their house. She walks extremely slow and she hangs her head down like a sinner. The cuffs of her long sleeves were constantly pulled to hide her hands. Then, she looked up to meet my gaze. Her eyes were puffy and it was very obvious that she spent an hour, and probably more, crying. Nevertheless, she smiled at me, giving me an access to view her white teeth. She, then, accepted the flowers that I was offering. Her nails were clean and bare, no paint. Then, she muttered her first word to me, “Thank you.” After that, she went inside.

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Osias wanted nothing more than to… live. Was such a wish too audacious to desire? Were the blood-born destined to live such tragic tales? Why, why did it feel as though he was forced to either bleed himself or spill the blood of others to live? Enough… he had enough. A pair of blood-born brothers were all that was left from the fallen Band of the Red Sky. Detestable blood-borns, vile spawn who were to be eradicated off the face of the Wailing Chain. So the Three Factions put aside their feuds in order to slaughter them all. Yet Osias and Kiran still live despite this — they still move forward to escape, fight, and survive as they are pursued. Alone, these two ghosts of a dreadful Band of blood born that flooded the south in blood will bide their time as they carry on the Path of Blood, inheriting all that was entrusted to them. The Wailing Chain was theirs for the taking. The Three Factions will suffer for what they’ve done to them. Armies will spill enough blood to raise a sea in the wake of the brothers' resentment. But not yet. The world wouldn’t bleed until Osias and Kiran obtained the strength required to do so. ----------------- What to expect: • Blood Powers • Dark Fantasy-esque • Wars, Armies, Power Progression • No System • Cruel, Grim World (First Chapter is enough…) • Smidges of romance • Anti-Hero Prog (Spoiler - nears villain) *The world of BTTVE has A LOT of secrets and plans that are not made available to the reader upfront. Try to enjoy the path to the answers - there's going to be a lot that you don't understand at first because there's a lot Osias doesn't know about the new world he's in! Also sorry for the POV changes in the first few chapters… the setting calls for it, there isn’t much to the beginning if we read it entirely from a cripple’s perspective.

a girl gets reincarnated and learns about the existence of happiness,the most precious treasure in the world. so she decides to become a treasure hunter and look for this mysterious object called happiness

This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters, incidents, history, future, present, the history of kings, princesses, princes, labors, exportation, orders, punishment, and everything portrayed in it are the work of the author's imagination. The real history...

It's a story about a boy who entered to the world of crime just for earning money he doesn't want to earn money for her joy he wants to earn money to cure her mother who was suffering from a serious disease but unfortunately his boss and his lover betrayed and kill him but the great betrayal gave her a golden opportunity to start over his lives with a new identity and become a model of justice.

"You will be reborn as hope, My boy Milagro, Oh sorry its Kaan now." "What Reborn!!?" What is this stupid god of tales saying. *** Kaan born to bring hope somehow became a curse to bring the fall to all of the kingdoms. Well that's what the prophecy says. "Well who cares I will live in this world as the villain and create a hero." "..." "Well that failed huh...." "..." what will happen when the hand groomed hero by the villain defies his orders and ruins the plans made long back... what will happen when an obsessed hero captures the sacrificial villain.... "Jasper please listen to me." "no" "huuu... damn it."

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He's her stalker but so much more when she discovers his secret. Arianna My cravings for dark art started when I discovered an author who writes my deepest fantasies to life and that might have brought stalker on my doorstep when the messages start coming to show me that he is watching my every move but somehow he makes every evidence disappear when I go to the cops trying to get rid of him. Soon after my work date goes wrong with me almost kidnapped, my wish for someone to save me comes true when my stalker shows up like a true knight. I try to run but he doesn't want to let me go. Not only my life is in crisis but also my heart is on the line when I try not to fall for his dangerous tricks to lure me into his world. Vincent She belongs to me and I will do anything to convince her that I'm the man she needs. Even if I need to go kill someone for her, watch over her like a stalker she calls me. If someone dares to touch what's mine, they will only feel pain. Her light craved darkness so I will do everything to protect it, even it means I need to burn the world for her. WARNING Dark Stalker Romance novel R18

Ye Feng transmigrated into a parallel world where there were few games and obtained the game production system. As long as the players gave a "super difficult" rating, he could improve his game production ability, However, seeing the "very easy" comments on the game forum, Ye Feng was shocked, and he descended to the alternate world with the ninth art. "Getting Over It With Bennett Ford", "Undead Cells", "Bleedborne", "Sekiro"... A series of games was born. He would like to see who dared to say that these games were very simple! Admit it, rookies. It's all because you suck！ However, players whose confidence was shattered by these games still firmly moved the cursor to that option! "Very easy!"

Yang Yan found himself becoming a corpse. But before he could stay for a minute, the lid of his coffin was opened. A stunning face appeared in front of him. Leng Biyue! As the Holy Maiden of the Fairy Maiden Sect, she possessed the quasi-empire bloodline! Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, fell, and landed on Yang Yan's face. His eyes opened! "The Sword Dao Emperor, who was buried for 100,000 years, has come to life once again!"

Soft FL and Shy ML ~ Updates: Everyday  ~ After finally getting her dream job of being a private chef, Chiasa hopes to work earnestly, only to realize that her unrequited love aka Yoshiro was her employer, and to add more salt to the injury, he had a fiancé as well. When Miyuki, his fiancé finds out about their childhood friendship, she takes no time to kick Chiasa out.  In such turmoil, she finds herself getting closer and closer to the closed-off Asahi Ito, who has supported her through her dark times.  Although she might be a villain in someone else's love story, that doesn't mean she shouldn't have a happy ending of her own, right? Dive into the cute, fluffy story of two shy individuals who enjoy food!  ~ Additional Tags: Tooth-rotting fluff, healing, bad boy good girl (spoilers), contemporary fantasy and Smut. 

oh no! [Insert name here] has just died! already content with his death he awaited whatever is beyond death's door maybe he'll encounter the pearly gates or find the deepest pits of hell, however suddenly he was hit with a curve ball Reincarnation! Reborn anew [NAME] was lost as to his purpose however he soon heard his new name and threw it all away. "Rimuru Tempest" Im going to have so much fun! Unfortunately Rimuru is still a baby, so the most he could do is play with blocks. however good news! Rimuru has reincarnated into the MHA world! Multiversal character inside a low level world how fun! Wait... why are my abilities so a weak? dont tell me.... Nononono No wait please! Don't do this to me! (WARNING: Rimuru in this Novel is heavily nerfed, don't expect a power fantasy. This story doesn't take itself very seriously. I am a rookie writer, I cant make miracles happen.) PSST... It's no harem.... but you haven't heard it from me... shush shush ******** (I've never tried writing in my whole life this idea just popped into my mind and hasn't let got) not my characters or story I do not own any of the property used in this story. all of the content in this story is very much unoriginal.

Currently on hold. "Where do you think you are running off to?" Alastair asked with an evil smirk on his face. "I-I..." Samantha stuttered, trying to come up with an answer and not daring to meet the King in the eye. "Take your time, my dear. We have all the time in the world." "I want to go." "And where do you want to go?" "Home." "Oh, Samantha darling. Let's get one thing straight. This is your home now and you are not going anywhere, not when I am here." "But I do not want to hurt you again, Alastair." "Ohh, darling. The only way you will ever hurt me is when you leave me and that is one thing I will never allow you to do. You are mine, eternity." ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Alastair Drayce has been searching for years for Samantha as she is said to bring the change of fates, according to a prophecy. And the first thing he does after finding her is to bring her to his castle, his home, under his protection. Wanting to save the most powerful man in the kingdom from her destructive self, Samantha hatches a plan to escape. But why is it that every time she tries to flee, she ends up right in his arms? Coincidence? Once: Accepted, Twice: Questionable, Thrice: Not anymore. Why does her escape plan go wrong with him around and most important of all, what is he hiding? Also, what does Alastair want from Samantha that lasts for eternity? A prophecy has been made. An angel has been found. And two lost souls have united. Now, how are Alastair and Samantha destined to bring the change of fates? Read their story to find out more. The cover picture does not belong to me. ------------------------------------------- Join my discord server to know more about chapter updates. Discord: https://discord.gg/rPCgMp9MCH Instagram: prada_murthy Facebook: Prada Murthy

Ding… Binding successful. 'Congratulations host for successfully binding the system “World Peace”. From now on, you would be assigned tasks in different worlds for both of our welfare. After successfully completing each task you will receive rewards and if you fail, I will run out of energy, then we are both doomed.' … She went silent for a while after hearing the words “World Peace”. Her lips twitched, trying to hold back a smile. But whatever this entity said was a very concise explanation, nonetheless, without too many complications. … “System?” 'Yes host? If you require supplemental information, you can ask now. And you can talk to me in your mind, no need to speak out loud.' The system replied immediately. 'How shall I address you? Are you a “He” or a “She”?' She asked with trepidation. “…” The system was speechless. *** (Note: This is an original story and the update schedule is one chapter per week.)

In a world gripped by the fear of war, a small nation takes a daring step: they fund a project that develops a serum of power. The story unfolds through the eyes of one among four friends, who find themselves in the heart of a deadly tournament. Injected with the serum, they are granted powers, but at a cost. They must battle each other to the death, with the last one standing to receive not just a million euros, but the daunting title of 'Commander of War'. This is a tale of friendship, power, sacrifice, and the lengths one would go to survive.