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Tvm Edible Oil Refinery

Critical Stage

Cesare Caruso, a renowned actor and a global superstar, appeared to have it all—fame, fortune, and an impeccable reputation. Yet, hidden beneath the surface was a secret he had guarded for years—he was an Omega. That carefully guarded secret came crashing down in one fateful night, during a glamorous masquerade ball aboard a luxurious cruise ship. Overwhelmed by an unexpected heat cycle, Cesare loses control of himself, devoured by his own desires and falling into the arms of a mysterious Alpha—a reckless moment that changed everything. [Zahir al-Tamid. That’s my name.] To his shock, the Alpha was Zahir—a proud prince from an oil-rich kingdom and an unwelcome figure from Cesare’s past. Worse, that night left Cesare unexpectedly pregnant! Before Cesare could make sense of it all, Zahir made a grand entrance at Cesare’s mansion by helicopter, uninvited, catching the attention of major media outlets around the world, demanding a settlement claiming that Cesare shall be responsible for ‘imprinting’ a royal family like him! “...Seriously, it’s not as if I have a ludicrous $2 billion just lying around, you know.” “Thus, marry me, Cesare.” Pregnancy, imprinting, and a royal marriage proposal—showered by a series of unwanted events, Cesare is desperate to find a way to cut ties with Zahir. But Zahir, stubborn and relentless, has no plans to let go. Can Cesare outrun the tempest, or will it pull him under? #BL #Omegaverse #Obsessive #Crybaby #One-sideLove #Prince #Superior Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by Kim Sol Da All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 김솔다, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.
Kim Sol Da · 8.9K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 680.7K Views

Please don't go

Sanchez Oliver Twist is the young, charismatic heir to Cruz Oil, one of the largest companies in Europe. Born into unimaginable wealth and privilege, his life takes a tragic turn when a devastating car crash claims his entire family. Left to shoulder the immense weight of his family's legacy, Sanchez makes the painful decision to sever ties with Susan Hopkins, his childhood sweetheart and the only person who ever truly understood him. Susan Hopkins, a half-Indian, half-American woman, grew up alongside Sanchez in London. Her father, a business partner to the Cruz family, ensured their families were deeply intertwined. As children, Susan and Sanchez shared an unbreakable bond, and as teenagers, they fell in love. But when Sanchez disappeared without explanation, Susan was left heartbroken, believing he had abandoned her. Years later, their paths cross again. Susan, now a successful entrepreneur, returns to London on business, determined to confront Sanchez and the wounds he left behind. But neither of them is prepared for the emotions that resurface—or the secrets that come to light. As they navigate their complicated history, family betrayals, and the pressures of their respective legacies, Sanchez and Susan must decide whether the love they once shared is worth fighting for or if some wounds are simply too deep to heal. “Please Don’t Go” is a heart-wrenching tale of love, loss, and redemption that explores the enduring power of first love and the courage it takes to confront the past.
DaoistGmh9pG · 4.3K Views

Love's Wild Card

The Heiress Sisters "Big" Miss and "Little" Miss, please stop tormenting me! I'm begging you!" One heroic moment at a Manhattan restaurant introduces Alex Stone to a stunning beauty who turns out to be Emma Carter—the daughter of his company's Shanghai CEO. In other words, the "Big Miss" herself. But beneath her elegant exterior and graceful demeanor, this heiress has a side that nobody sees coming. It's enough to drive a man crazy! Be your housekeeper? Big Miss, are you joking? You can barely make instant noodles, and you want to be my housekeeper? The CEO has two daughters? Wait—so that beauty I antagonized on the subway is the "Little Miss"? What? You're moving in too? No! Please, have mercy! One sister is more than enough to handle, and now there's another? They really are something else, these "Big" and "Little" Misses! The "Big" Miss may look elegant and gentle, but she's hopelessly scatter-brained. The "Little" Miss might appear cold and stunning, but she's got the temper of a spitfire. To make matters worse, these sisters have been like oil and water since childhood—and now they're both living under my roof. Talk about a full house! I set out to chase beautiful women, but these "Big" and "Little" Misses ended up chasing me instead! How is a man supposed to survive this? These beautiful heiresses are anything but docile. How's a simple white-collar worker supposed to handle their antics? They say a man who isn't a little roguish isn't developing normally. Well, I'm all man—shouldn't I enjoy this situation? Who am I? Just a guy who spends three days a week creating legends, two days falling in love, one day being eccentric, and the remaining day searching for the edge of the world and the kingdom of ice. But love... love isn't simple. The only things that can grip you for life are your teeth and love!
LuminousLetterS · 9.4K Views

Phantom Warfare

In the aftermath of Shadows Protocol, the world remains a perilous landscape of covert missions, political intrigues, and underground conflicts. As tensions between nations escalate, Pakistan’s elite intelligence team, led by the seasoned agent Zayan Malik, faces their greatest challenge yet—a rescue mission fraught with deception, betrayal, and unexpected alliances. It all begins with the sudden and mysterious disappearance of Zayan during a crucial mission in Lebanon. Tasked with intercepting and dismantling joint Israeli and Indian covert operations, the mission ends in catastrophe. A massive explosion rocks the target area, and Zayan is presumed dead, caught in the blast. His team—comprising Ubaid, Irfan, Kashif, and Captain Rizwan—finds themselves reeling from the loss of their leader, grappling with grief, doubt, and a profound sense of betrayal. The mission, which had seemed straightforward, now hangs over them as an unsolved mystery. Ten days pass in an agonizing blur of mourning and frustration until Aaliya, the team’s brilliant intelligence specialist, intercepts a cryptic communication hinting that Zayan might still be alive, held captive in Israel. The faint hope reignites the team’s determination, and Major Hamza, their chief, authorizes a new mission. The stakes are higher than ever as they covertly enter Israel, operating under intense scrutiny and evading a network of traps. However, the trail leads them to nothing—a carefully orchestrated ruse to lure them into enemy territory. Humiliated and disheartened, the team returns home, their trust in the intelligence community shaken, but Aaliya remains unconvinced that this is the end of their search. Months pass with no solid leads until a fragment of intelligence surfaces, pointing towards an oil refinery in the depths of Iraq. The team, though battered by the earlier failure, seizes this opportunity. They gather their equipment, resolve bolstered by the possibility that Zayan might be closer than ever. Major Hamza authorizes the mission, knowing the risks but also understanding that this could be their last chance to save their comrade. The journey to Iraq is fraught with peril, the team navigating hostile terrain, avoiding enemy patrols, and using every trick in their book to remain undetected. Every step they take is a step closer to a potential ambush, but they move with purpose, each of them understanding that this is a mission they cannot afford to fail. The refinery stands in a barren desert, surrounded by armed guards, patrolled by drones, and fortified with defenses. The team moves under the cover of night, taking up positions around the target. Ubaid, Irfan, and Kashif, with the patience of seasoned operatives, wait for the perfect moment to strike. Aaliya monitors the situation from afar, guiding them through the labyrinthine pathways and providing vital surveillance. As dawn approaches, the atmosphere is electric with tension, every sound amplified in the quiet desert night. Suddenly, the operation erupts into a firefight, bullets ricocheting off metal structures and grenades detonating amidst the chaos. The refinery becomes a battlefield, the echoes of gunfire blending with the sounds of the desert. The team pushes forward, cutting through the defenses and leaving a trail of destruction behind them. They know the cost of hesitation—failure means losing Zayan forever, and they are prepared to make any sacrifice necessary. Deep within the refinery’s underground levels, they locate a fortified chamber. The sight inside shocks them—Zayan, their leader, chained and barely conscious, his body bruised and battered from days of captivity. Hope mingles with fury as they realize the true extent of his ordeal. Ubaid, his voice cracking, sends a desperate message back to Major Hamza: "الحمداللہ sir, Zayan is alive and he's with us, but he's badly injured. Mission accomplished."
Emad_Sadiq · 1.5K Views

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Ako_Diano · 316 Views

after my fiance became monk I had three year old

As the wedding is approaching, her fiancé Lin Yun would rather become a monk than marry Qi Yuning. Princess Qi has become a laughing stock in Shengjing. The Lin family had asked for the marriage, and if Lin Yun regretted the marriage, he could have just called it off. But he became a monk and made himself a laughing stock. qin was humiliated for the first time in her life. When she was thinking about how to take revenge on her fiancé's family... she discovered that she and her ex-fiancé's brother Lin Ze, who was famous in Shengjing, had a three-year-old daughter! Mini-theater: In Xianglin Temple. The ex-fiancé Lin Yun looked at the cold rice bran rice, two small cabbages, and not a drop of oil in front of him, and regretted it deeply. Why didn't he marry Qi Yuning? Why did he have to suffer here! Lin Yun wiped his shiny bald head and walked to Qi Yuning's room: "Ningning, I regret it. I am willing to marry you. From now on, you are the only one in my heart. I will not become a monk. We will get married tomorrow..." The door of the room slowly opened. Lin Yun was stunned when he saw Lin Ze coming out. "Where is Ningning? Brother, I am willing to marry Ningning. I can't stay in this temple for even a day. I would rather marry Qi Yuning." Lin Ze Cold voice: "Can't stay in the temple? Then go to the Mobei City military camp!" Lin Yun: "???" Lin Yun saw Qi Yuning coming out of the house with a blushing face: "Princess Ningning, I am willing to marry you..." The little cute baby poked his head out of the house: "Daddy, does he want to marry my mother?" Lin Yun: "!!!" Who can tell him, he has only been a monk for three months, why his elder brother and Princess Qi have a three-year-old daughter? !
hmtb · 3.2K Views

Eternal Love on the Soundtrack

She's afraid of the dark, he embodies it. Most say her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loud, cries too much, and smokes like her life depends on it, and in some ways it does. Little do they know, it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. "As long as they were looking at my body, they'd never see what was behind my eyes." No one can see through Deyana Cabrera's facade—not until he comes along. Some know him as an emotionless player, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. He changed through his girlfriends like they were underwear. But that was only because all the ladies loved the way he strummed his guitar when he and his rock band, "Celestia", would perform their electrifying songs on stage. With a tendency to pick order and class as his companion, Alexei "Alex" Morozova has never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never... One autumn night and their lives intertwine. She hates him—his arrogance and habit of never taking anything or anyone seriously—but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Alexei’s plans had he ever prepared for Deyana. She’s chaos embodied—not at all his type—but that can never stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. Together they fight to defeat the world's most evil demons in human skin. In a battle against corruption, darkness, and the monsters lurking beneath the surface, Deyana and Alexei are forced to face the unthinkable. But while they fight side by side, Alexei has no idea that he’s become her greatest obsession—the one person who dominates her every thought, even as she hides it beneath a mask of indifference. PLEASE READ: Dear reader, I know you've been looking for a good novel recently. Well, you're in luck! Good for you. Fry me in a pot of boiling oil if you didn't enjoy this novel when you finish reading the entirety of it. It's extremely good but you may regret reading it. Why? Because it's also extremely sad. You might never recover from this story. So with that being said, if you cry a lot (when it comes to books and movies) and/or are depressed, I will advise you not to read this. I care about you :) And of course, viewer discretion STRONGLY, HIGHLY advised. Happy reading!! **One chapter every day before 20:00 (24-hour clock)**
Gnarlyrose · 745 Views

His Maddest Craving

She's afraid of the dark, he embodies it. Most say her dresses are too tight, her heels too tall. She laughs too loud, cries too much, and smokes like her life depends on it, and in some ways it does. Little do they know, it’s just a sparkly disguise, there to hide one panic attack at a time. "As long as they were looking at my body, they'd never see what was behind my eyes." No one can see through Aurelia Cabrera's facade—not until he comes along. Some know him as an emotionless player, his nature as cold as the heart of ice in his chest. He changed through his girlfriends like they were underwear. But that was only because all the ladies loved the way he played his guitar when he and his rock band, "Zeveira", would perform their electrifying songs on stage. With a tendency to pick order and class as his companion, Alexei "Alex" Morozova has never been tempted to veer off course. But perhaps one should never say never... One autumn night and their lives intertwine. She hates him—his arrogance and habit of never taking anything or anyone seriously—but over the years, even as their games consist of insulting each other’s looks and intelligence, she begins to live to play with him. Nowhere in Alexei’s plans had he ever prepared for Aurelia. She’s chaos embodied, not his type, but that can never stop his eyes from following her wherever she goes. All along, she doesn’t even know that she’s his frustration, his fascination - and he's been craving this amount of fun for his entire life. She's his maddest craving. PLEASE READ: Dear reader, I know you've been looking for a good novel recently. Well, you're in luck! Good for you! Fry me in a pot of boiling oil if you didn't enjoy this novel when you finish reading the entirety of it. It's extremely good but you may regret reading it. Why? Because it's also extremely sad. You might never recover from this story. So with that being said, if you cry a lot (when it comes to books and movies) and/or are depressed, I will advise you not to read this. I care about you :) And of course, viewer discretion STRONGLY, HIGHLY advised. Happy reading!! **One chapter every day before 20:00 (24-hour clock)**
Gnarlyrose · 6.7K Views

The Blessed Farm Girl Has a Spatial Pocket

# BLESSING As soon as she opened her eyes, Li Fu’er had not only just been born in a farmhouse in a mountain, but all her luck that she was supposed to have had also been taken away. Her grandmother was a wild savage, and thought of Li Fu’er as an unlucky child. She would beat and scold Li Fu’er every day. Her aunt thought she was an eyesore and added oil to the fire all day long. She treated her as a servant of the family, and was tempted to skin her from time to time. Her cousin was arrogant and was the one who stole her luck away. She even planted evidence to frame Li Fu’er for her near death. Li Fu’er’s father was the only person in the family who wanted to protect her. However, he was incompetent and cowardly, allowing the older three family members to work her to the bone and bully her. A dignified and lucky girl had been treated worse than a dog in that household. *** But now that she was reborn, she would take back everything that belonged to her! With a spatial pocket in her left hand, and medical skills in her right, plus all the luck from Heaven! No one would stop her from doing what she wanted! Those who wanted to hurt her would feel the hurt on themselves! Those who wanted to scheme against her would find it turned against themselves! As for those who were good to her, she would bless them. [The peasant girl who transmigrated into a novel with a lot of luck VS the hidden royalty of the dynasty]
Lost Hustle · 664.7K Views

Commitment With The Devil

{WARNING - MATURE CONTENT} "What is your wish?" Gazing into his violet eyes, I ask. Inside deep down, hopes grow. Please don't be something off the line. I can't handle such things like that. It is against will. "There is a massage I want to try out" Zander voices and takes his hands back. I finally get to escape the tight embrace. "Get in the car. There is a place I know" Turning around, I begin to walk away. Yet, his strong arm holds me back. He forces me to face him. What again? "We are not going out, miss independent" He grins. Alone with the evil smile, I can sense the mess he will cause with requests. "I don't know how to massage" A frown displays across my face. I really don't. He should just walk out of my house. "Who says you have to?" Zander raises his right brow. And I quiet down. No fucking way. "I am the one who is going to massage you... your breasts" The last two words he continues, feel like a lightning striking me in the middle of summer day. I knew this devil would ask for such sensual things! "No. Pick another wish. I am not permitting stuff like that" I instruct. Attempting to shove the man's grip away from my arm. "Don't you recall my statement, darling? You are not allowed to decline either" He brags. Of course, I am aware. But seriously? I have had sex for a few times only in my entire life with all the men I wasted my extra time on. I don't find the contentment in that area. "I am getting impatient, love. Let's commence already" Zander flashes his dimple smile. Picking me up in bridal way which catches me off guard. "Put me down!" With the strength I gained before, I try to get away. But still, he won't let me. "Don't move. Otherwise, I might end up doing much more worse thing than the massage to you" The whisper hushes me down. He is a devil, the type to do as his words. I better remain calm. There will be a chance for me to slip through this situation. Yes, I have to wait. "Good girl..." He grins down at me once I cease struggling. Jerk. His steps enter my bedroom. And he places me on the bed. "Strip now" He orders. His hand already has the oil bottle to begin the massage. He is really quick with everything. What should I do? "Come on, my gorgeous" He whines like a child begging for the sweet candy. "Are you certain this is only a massage?" I shoot a slight glare. Maybe it is fine to enjoy this. Also been a long time since I have spent a night with a man. I guess there is nothing to concern to have some fun with this devil. It is not like I can run away. "I would never lie to you" Zander assures. Well, I don't see anything wrong with these wishes. There are no feelings involved as well. I can use him for fun. Right. Think in positive way. "Are you going to observe me take the top off?" Over my query, the man's lips curve up. "Finally..." --------------- Violet Ravena, the fearsome mafia leader, was poisoned by her husband and his lover brutally. It turned out he had been planning to possess her belongings since the very beginning. Till the last breath, she wished for second chance, to avenge her husband who used her love. Soon, the desire was fulfilled by a flirty devil, Zander Gavril, who offered a contract out of interest. In return, she had to satisfy his one wish every day as he helped her accomplish the goal to venge the husband, Damian and his mistress, Nesta. [The story is written in characters' point of view for your information. In view of the fact that english is not my first language, there could be errors. If there were several mistakes in the chapters, I deeply apologize for those]
Hera_Cordelia · 104.2K Views

Gacha Sovereign

Alexander Sirius’ life has hit rock bottom, his parents hate him, he lives under the shadow of his genius sister, and even his own girlfriend cheats on him, all this changed when he gets another chance. Transported to Another World? Cultivation World? A Modern World? How about all of them? From countless planets in the Universe, Each planet has its own technology, culture, and civilization. In another world, carrying all the traumas with him, would he manage to reform himself and become the sovereign of his life? [Host has Gacha System] "Okay, what can you do?" [I am a Gacha System, so I only have Gacha] "Only Gacha? How about godly pills or overpower techniques?" [Everything can be acquired with Gacha because Gacha is all you need] "Gacha usually is only a complement for the Main System such as RPG System. You are not useless, right?" [THERE IS NO USELESS SYSTEM, ONLY USELESS HOST] Join this 'Loser" with his 'Useless System' As they start their journey. ******EXTREME CAUTION****** If you are searching for MC with a strong mentality and high intelligence or Independent and Strong Heroines from the start, this is not your thing. This is going to be a 'very slow' pace development in MC Character, the same applies to the Heroines. So rather than Giving bad reviews, I advise you to 'Not' read it rather than complaining about it later Discord: https://discord.gg/yFvfjxRQag --------- Other works: 1. I Can Read People's Comments 2. Oil Tycoon: Let's Find Oil in a Martial World 3. God of Tricksters (Completed) 4. The Magician of Sound (Completed) 5. Reincarnated to Bonk in Another World (Completed) ---------
Fixten · 12.4M Views
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