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Lorelai is an unwanted princess; a puppet in the hands of the royal family. Born weak and raised loyal only to her kingdom, she has no real power and is constantly abused by both her stepmother and her son. Her value lies in one thing only––marriage. Thus, she is to marry Duke Kalder, an old but powerful and influential man whose previous wives have all gone missing under mysterious circumstances. That is until she meets him. Tall, dark, strong, mysterious, irresistible, seductive. The King of Lycans. The King of Beasts. The Gypsy King. One who was once a slave now controls the biggest and strongest, most feared kingdom of the continent. And for some reason, he has his eyes set only on Lorelai. Important note: this is a historical fantasy novel and in its context, the word "Gypsy" is only used as a name of a nomad tribe and is not used as a slur.

One day, a colossal meteorite struck the Earth, triggering a series of cataclysms. While humans were just beginning their process of recovery and planet reconstruction, an unknown energy began to spread across the Earth. Trees grew larger, animals became more powerful, threatening the survival of humankind. Fortunately, humans did not remain passive; they evolved as well, harnessing this energy to increase their own power. Among them, some received a gift from the universe from birth: a plane seed. Over time, as the Earth expanded, the rate of plane seeds among humans continued to rise, to the extent that almost every human possessed one. A new chapter in human history unfolded, with gods as the backbone of society. Some people will call it a new dawn; the dawn of the gods, Anonymous, May 28, 81395. (english is not my birth language, so there might be some faults in the traduction)

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

Hey guys! I wanted to start this off by saying I'm not good at writing, so please be nice. Also trigger/content warning: ‼️‼️THERE IS HOMOPHOBIA AND HOMOPHOBIC SLURS IN THIS STORY ‼️‼️ There's going to be violence, angst and Mature content. This is a slow-burn book, so prepare for a LOT of angst!! I hope you guys enjoy this story and I'll be frequently editing the story (even after i published the chapter(s)) to make it the best version out there! -Gumball :]

Kira been friends with LJ ever since middle school and knows everything about her...well almost everything... lj has a dark secret no body about, not even Kira knows....she's a Futanari! What happens when Kira fids out Lj little secret.... Will she accept her or will their friendship forever been ruined along with Lj social status come along and find out. Content Warning: This stody contains explicit sexual content, BDSM themes, non-consensual acts, violence, and severe language (including profanity and degrading slurs). It is intended for mature audiences and not suitable for children.

"You think I'm obsessed of power?" He took one step forward towards me, my whole system stiffened. My heart drum inside my chest and my breath hitch with excitement and fear. "Seems like it," "There are two things I'm obsessed of," He held me tightly as he wrapped his rough hand around my wrist. I tried to wiggle free against his strong hold. "I... I don't care," my voice came out ghastly. "One," the thickness of his voice laced through my skin. "You are my obsession," "Two..." He slurs. "Pinning you in my bed, chained, and screaming my name from unbearable pleasure until you past out." And his eyes have become so dark, they would be able to swallow me whole. "You're a nutcase," my lips quivered as his fingers trailed against the small part of my neck. "You, in my bed, legs spread wide open...chained and screaming my name until you beg me to stop." His adams apple bobs in his throat as his hand tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. "You like that about me, my unhinged mind and how I f*ck you rough my love, let me remind you of that." My breath deepened and I fought the need to kiss him or lick my lips as an invitation. ************** Shiloh battles against her complicated life everyday. Being a part of weak witches in their town she is known to be dumb and mute girl who sells faulty potions for a bag of elixirs while her brother is thriving in the famous academia. Yet one night her peaceful life came crashing down. She was kissed by a vampire! She was intoxicated and addicted to the man's sweet lips. But her addiction is fatally wrong for vampires are being hunt and killed for 'safety'. What will she do when the man in the alleyway was a part of her past? The man who loved...and killed her.

Decades of Cold War nuclear testing has led to the evolution of a new form of bacteria: Revenants that live upon the hearts of their hosts and grant them superpowers. In the following years, Urasaria Academy is formed to house crime-fighting students who are tasked with investigating and killing criminal hosts. In modern America, the young loner lesbian Mia Schultz is kidnapped by a headless man and given Worldwide, the ability to summon a swarm of fire scarabs. As she begins her new life at Urasaria Academy, she is soon pulled into a mystery of Worldwide's true origins. This story features a primarily-lesbian cast, although there are bisexual & transgender characters. Common themes in this character-based novel include emotional growth, loneliness and what it drives people to do, how memory alters perception, human selfishness, power and how it is wielded. If you are tired of self-insert harem isekai and want a mature story where realistic characters go through deep psychological drama (in-between murdering the absolute shit out of criminals), then Urasaria is for you. I also promise that the story is accepting of lesbians, bisexuals, and trans people. You will not be stereotyped or fetishized. If you would like to read other disclaimers for this work, continue on below. While this is an LGBT+ story, it does not feature: • Coming out: All female students are already assumed lesbians (although a few are bi). • Excess homo/bi/transphobia: Villains may use slurs, but hero students are generally accepting. • Gay burying: There are a few secondary characters who die, but couples are safe. • Grimdark: My approach to writing is that art should depict reality in its full spectrum of human emotion: laughter, anger, absurdity, seriousness, frustration, sadness, grief, and joy. What is silly should be treated sillily and what is serious should be treated seriously. What this work does feature: • Ultraviolence: Expect decapitations, ripping heads off, filling enemy's throats with scissors and snapping men as one snaps a wishbone. • Untagged 'dark' subjects: Please note that there are characters with backstories involving trauma, abuse, or addiction. I do not intentionally provoke negative emotions in readers nor attempt to shock with trauma -- I am just trying to faithfully render all contours of an inner emotional landscape. • I do not always agree with my characters & my characters do not always agree with me: I really shouldn't have to say this, but a character spouting an opinion does not equal me agreeing with their opinion. Read critically; sometimes, a character may be intentionally inconsistent or hypocritical to make a larger point about their character. If you would like to create fanwork based on Urasaria Academy, please feel free so long as you link back to here. Updates daily. Cover by Konorin!

"Wen Hai... Don't do it..." Ray, the main character of the novel said. He was at his last breath, unready to meet his end. But, against his pleadings, Wen Hai didn't give a single shit. "Ray, you should have taken a different path different than this. If you did, it would have ended differently." He said as he shot the main character right on the head with a loud bang. "May your strong soul find a weak world which is suitable for you." He said as he soon disappeared without a trace. *** "W-W-WHAT THE F*CK'S WITH THIS ENDING!? HOW CAN SOMEBODY CALL THIS SH*T AN ENDING!" The young people yelled without caring if anyone heard them. He was alone at home that day and didn't care what happened next. "JUST GIVE ME A F*CKING PEN AND I'LL WRITE A BETTER STORY THAN YOU! YOUR MOTHER MUST HAVE BEEN A DOG TO GIVE BIRTH TO A BRAINLESS SH*T LIKE YOU!" He yelled and cursed in front of the monitor. Nobody was around to hear his slurs. A brilliant white light dazzled the young man. He shut his eyes and covered them with his hands. "WHAT THE F*CK'S WRONG WITH MY COMPUTER NOW!?" He yelled once more. The blinding white light eventually faded and he could see again, but it was pitch black right now. "W-W-WHERE THE F*CK AM I!?" As he tried to grasp where he was at the time, the young man said. "SHUT THE F*CK UP!!" A voice cursed, and soon after, a fist from the darkness struck his face. The young man clenched his teeth and searched for the coward who had assaulted him in the dark. "I guess there's no need to fill you in. I can send you right away. I hope you just die." The voice declared, and his body felt as if it were plummeting into the infinite emptiness. He was more enraged and less perplexed by the circumstance he was in. "COWARD SHOW YOUR FACE! F*CKER!" The youth sweared one last time before finally submerging in the darkness.

WARNING!!! Heavy Violence, Graphic Imagery, Profanities, Discrimination, Racial Slur, Sexual Content, Offensive Jokes, Triggering Content In a rural area of the Philippines, an old man with his grandson lived peacefully in the wilderness. They managed to survive in a forest swarmed with beasts that could take their life away if they weren't aware of their surroundings. They were very far from the nearest residential village that inhabits people resulting in complete isolation from the rest of the world, well not 'that' isolated. Kaya, which means "The ability or capacity to accomplish things" is a 17-year-old boy who loves nothing more but the thrill of adventure. Despite being surrounded by powerful animals in the wild, he stood his ground as the apex predator and ruled all of the beasts. He'd lunge himself in a pack of hyenas and beat them all up with his iron fist, not to kill them but enough to strike fear into their furry hearts. He'd brawl it out on a troop of gorillas each weighing at least 400-500 pounds of pure muscle. Despite only sizing up in 100-200 pounds, he had enough battle prowess to beat the living shit out of these apes. He'd fought against these animals night and day without tiring himself. Despite being covered in battle scars and wounds, he enjoyed the thrill of fighting and adventure. He wants nothing more but freedom and independence. He wasn't a blockhead, he was smart, well not 'book smart' but intellectually smart. If he was placed in a pinch of a dire situation, he'd think of ways to get out of this predicament. This was not due to his intuition, rather, he was molded by his grandfather to have this type of mindset. Though they lived in seclusion, it didn't mean that they were ignorant not to know that there were also others like him. They had a small library of records of human civilization, but the majority of these books were martial arts manuals. They even have tapes to play on their run-down TV, that worked on solar panels, where they got these solar panels? He had no idea, his old man was stingy about this stuff. After leaving the forest and being introduced to a virtual reality game; Haven of God, he will start his adventure by leaving a trail of his legacy and lots and lots of blood. He will become a legend: A force to be reckoned with.

[MAJOR EDITING UNDERWAY—CHAPTERS ARE REPLACED AND JUMBLED] Sorine belongs to Eric. Eric belongs to Sorine. But do they really belong with each other? Among the walls of the castle of Newarfa is a whispered distaste for Sorine as she is the lover of the Crown Prince of the Royal Family of Newar. But the Crown Prince is to be bound to someone else. She becomes the other woman with just the slur of a word, the flick of a finger and she begins to wonder of the indispensability of her own relationship. What was she? What was she meant to be? Just a maid caught in a castle or more. That's when he comes in. Prince Demian Lemarke. The Prince who is allegedly cursed, devilish power swelling under him, around his veins. He has big plans and he would allow her even more. She would be Queen, she wouldn't be tied to the name of anyone else. She would own herself. She would be Sorine, not the lover of the Crown Prince, not his pet but herself. She would own herself. Sorine gets caught up in the tangle of a Royal Mess, unable to choose between her old trusty love with Eric who is now appearing hopeless, and Prince Demian who had saved her life‌ while planning to kill the very king who had threatened her life to usurp the throne. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ "Who are you?" The dark burgundy eyes glinted under the cover of the shadow cast by the yellow lamp and the eyes flicker like another flame along the darkness. This man just witnessed an intimate exchange between a maid and the Crown Prince. The man steps out of the darkness and she gasped quietly. It was no normal man but the younger son of the King, and brother to her lover— Prince Demian. Better known as the Demon Prince for his tumultuous temper among the golden walls of the castle. "Don't mind me, darling" He ran a rugged hand through his hair, casting light along the black markings of wings— angel wings, that ran along his left side. His eyes glinted when he continued, "I am just a good ol' voyeur spying on my brother's sins." ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Disclaimer: Cover is taken from Pinterest. No copyright infringement intended. WARNING: •DEPICTIONS OF WAR AND GORE, DARK ROMANCE AND LOVE TRIANGLE. •WORK HAS MATURE CONTENT

Synopsis: Soon after getting kicked out of his house for coming out as gay, Ren finds shelter at a popular gay nightclub in the city. Trying to adjust to his new life, he stumbles into a magical world instead! “A system, ugly branch and a few flower seeds? How am I supposed to fend for myself with this garbage.” Follow along as Ren explores a magical world, cultivates ancient techniques, learns sexy stripper dances, and make all the men in his life fall in love with him. “...” “Wait, I didn't sign up for all of that! Can I just tend to my garden in peace?” ~~~ Author Notes: Hey everyone its Lloyd! I’m a completely new and inexperienced author and don't expect anything to come of this, but I thought there isn't enough queer and trans representation on any novel platform. So here I am *derp* *Please Note* There might be some slurs for queer and trans folks, but I will keep them to a minimal and avoid them unless it furthers plot. I will add trigger warnings for anything I feel needs one and if I forgot or missed it then please let me know and I will fix it. Kindly give me any constructive criticism and feedback if you want and please let me know if their are any typos or errors. No set schedule for release but if you want more than please let me know! Also if any of you know an editor then recommend please.

Ça avait commencé de façon étrange : son chat refusait qu’il le caresse. Lin Qiushi découvrit rapidement que la discorde se répandait tout autour de lui. Puis, un jour, il poussa une porte et découvrit que son couloir, qu'il connaissait par coeur, était devenu un couloir sans fin. Aux deux extrémités de ce couloir se trouvaient douze portes en fer identiques. Il poussa l’une des portes. Ainsi, l’histoire commence.

traduction française du light novel japonais Fate/strange fake depuis la traduction anglaise

Les failles dimensionnelles relient la terre au continent Xingwu. C'est l'aube de l'ère des arts martiaux ! Serai-je inutile si je ne pratique pas les arts martiaux ? Ne vous inquiétez pas, j'ai un système qui me permet de récupérer des attributs. Lorsque d'autres personnes font tomber des attributs pendant leur entraînement, je peux les récupérer en secret. Hein? Vous venez de dire que frapper les gens leur fera aussi perdre des attributs ? Dans ce cas… Vous avez vaincu un génie du sabre. Il a laissé tomber Compréhension × 2, Talent d'épéiste × 1… Vous les avez ramassés. Vos connaissances se sont améliorées et vous avez acquis un talent d'épéiste de niveau débutant ! Vous avez vaincu un talent de compétence de lame. Il a laissé tomber Technique de combat à la lame × 1, Intention de lame malveillante × 1… Vous les avez ramassés et avez appris une technique de combat à la lame rare ! Vous avez également compris l'intention de la lame malveillante et êtes devenu extrêmement féroce ! Vous avez vaincu un talent physique. Il a laissé tomber Technique physique ×1, Physique de sang sacré ×1… Vous les avez ramassés et avez appris une nouvelle physique de haut niveau ! Vous êtes exceptionnellement chanceux d'avoir reçu le Physique de sang sacré. Cela peut complètement changer votre physique et vous avez gagné un titre de niveau divin "Point de vie infini". Quelqu'un a tué une puissante bête étoilée et a laissé tomber Vision Spirituelle × 1 et Attributs Vides × 60… Vous les avez récupérés secrètement et recevez un talent d'œil spirituel ainsi que 60 points à ajouter à l'un de vos attributs actuels! Vous battez de nombreux adversaires dans votre vie. Vous tuez accidentellement un démon innocent et divisez l'univers en deux lorsque vous pratiquez vos techniques de lame à la maison. Vous explosez le soleil avec votre poing et le monde est englouti dans les ténèbres… C'est là que tu réalises... que tu es invincible !

“Help me" She begged as she found the man not moving. “Ple—please. I'm drugged" She slurred, drunk with desires and pleasure. Sebastian smirked at the words of the human on his lap. He could smell her arousal, and he could tell she wasn't acting. “And what do I get in return?" Sebastian asked as he placed one of his hands on the armrest of the plush cushions. “Anything. Please," Avery replied as she began to roll her hips to get some friction. “Even if it's your life?" “Yes," she affirmed in her dazed state. Sebastian smiled at her reply and gently raised his hands towards her neck. “Fine," Sebastian pulled the lady onto his thighs a little bit back, and he could see she was overdosed. With a jab of his hand on her neck, the woman fainted in his arms, sleeping soundly on his chest ________ Avery Walter, an aspiring model in Los Angeles got betrayed by her fiance and now, she is to get married to a ruthless billionaire man in order to save her father company from bankruptcy. Would she able to mend his cold heart? Note: Book Cover is mine, don't use else where To contact me: Facebook: IceQueen21 Discord: IceQueen21

``` Elle était connue sous de nombreux noms : Démonesse, une sorcière maléfique, une héritière née pour régner sur l'enfer, la plus méchante et la fleur la plus venimeuse dans le monde du souterrain. Peu savaient que l'héritière de l'organisation d'assassinats la plus mystérieuse avait un simple rêve. Un rêve que de nombreuses filles avaient : avoir une vie paisible avec un mari et un enfant. C'est pourquoi, lorsque cette leader infâme de l'organisation d'assassins se réveilla dans le corps de Heaven Liu, elle pensait que son rêve de toute une vie s'était enfin réalisé. Mais la réalité était bien loin de ce à quoi elle s'attendait. Heaven Liu était une actrice sur le déclin ; elle avait disparu des feux de la rampe au sommet de la célébrité. La raison ? Une grossesse non désirée. Contrainte d'épouser un homme qu'elle n'aimait pas, le mariage s'effondra facilement — presque au bord de l'irréparable. Avec cette réalité à affronter, serait-elle capable de réparer les cœurs brisés de son mari et de son fils ? Ou bien la distance entre eux continuerait-elle de s'élargir ? Avec ce mariage sans amour dès le départ, y aurait-il une chance pour qu'ils puissent vivre heureux en famille ? Ou était-il trop tard ? Plus important encore, pourrait-elle vraiment échapper aux chaînes qu'elle pensait avoir brisées ? Ou son propre enfer la rattraperait-il pour la traîner retour aux fosses de l'enfer où elle appartient ? ***** LE LIVRE ÉLECTRONIQUE EST MAINTENANT DISPONIBLE SUR AMAZON. LIEN : https://a.co/d/bTeyr0B La traduction espagnole est également disponible sur Webnovel. Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/transmigr%C3%A9-y-consegu%C3%AD-un-esposo-y-un-hijo!_29071013600828005 La traduction portugaise est également disponible sur Webnovel ! Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/eu-transmigrei-e-ganhei-um-marido-e-um-filho!_29287259500602105### Avertissement : La couverture n'est pas ma propriété. Tous les crédits reviennent à l'artiste. Ceci fait partie de la série Wild de l'autrice. La Miss Héritière Sauvage : Je me suis réincarnée et j'ai obtenu un mari et un fils ! REJOIGNEZ MON SERVEUR DISCORD : https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY ```

"Reste avec moi et je te donnerai tout ce que ton cœur désire. Pour toi, ma chérie, je séparerais les montagnes, fendrais la mer, et provoquerais le chaos sur Terre juste pour t'avoir." - - - - - Dans chaque histoire d'amour, il y a toujours une fiancée vengeresse et venimeuse qui était engagée avec le riche et beau PDG qui est tombé pour la pauvre, mais douce et innocente actrice principale. Dans sa soif de son amour, il a brisé sa pauvre fiancée dont l'amour l'a conduite au bord de la folie. Personne ne se souciait jamais de ce que la fiancée ressentait. Zhao Lifei a été préparée toute sa vie pour épouser un homme, mais soudainement, son cœur a été capturé par une autre femme. Elle a été giflée, détruite, et repoussée pour avoir aimé Zheng Tianyi. Elle était prête à sacrifier sa jeunesse, son temps, et son cœur pour cet homme, mais tout ce qu'elle a reçu en retour était de la douleur et du désespoir. Il a fallu deux années dures, mais éveillantes pour que Zhao Lifei comprenne enfin les erreurs qu'elle a commises dans le passé. Après sa rédemption, c'était maintenant à Zhao Lifei de vivre un amour plus grand que celui de l'actrice principale. Plus intelligente, plus battante, et plus spirituelle, Zhao Lifei savait comment survivre dans la cruelle, traîtresse, et dure haute société. "Un fiancé infidèle qui a brisé mon cœur ? Qu'il aille au diable, je trouverai quelqu'un de plus riche !" "Tous mes amis m'ont abandonnée ? Peu importe, je trouverai de meilleurs amis !" "Mes parents me renient ? C'est très bien, mon grand-père est plus riche et plus puissant qu'eux deux réunis !" A l'opposé de la sarcastique Zhao Lifei, se trouvait le très riche et puissant, mais impitoyablement froid, Yang Feng. Yang Feng, le Roi de l'Empire des Affaires, était un homme à craindre. Un cœur de glace, des yeux de pierre, impitoyable mais séduisant, il n'y avait pas une seule personne en ce monde qui osait l'offenser. Beaucoup ont essayé, mais aucun n'a réussi à attirer son attention. Du moins, jusqu'à ce que son chemin croise inopinément celui de Zhao Lifei. Des défis se présenteront, le chaos commencera, et le drame s'ensuivra. Mais après tout, qu'est-ce qu'une histoire d'amour sans perturbation ? Ils disent que l'amour sans conflit n'est qu'un simple béguin et l'histoire de Zhao Lifei et Yang Feng était bien plus que cela. - - - - - Statut du roman : Terminé. Note : Ceci est une histoire originale de moi (xincerely) et non une traduction :) Ce livre se trouve exclusivement sur webnovel.com. Veuillez NE PAS le reposter ailleurs. Discord de l'histoire : https://discord.gg/N5zzn6t Instagram de l'auteur : xincerely_author Editeurs et Correcteurs : Yserieh, ketaki, deelah, SniperGirl, dumdum007, YunRei, Blissful, ninaviews, Ocelot, Hoodwinhemmford, PantojaC0311, _pia29, dumdum007, filledelisle, myco, rosie, and littlebakergirl

*Roman historique fantastique à déroulement lent* Elise s'apprêtait à enfiler la robe qui était posée sur le coin de son lit lorsqu'elle entendit frapper à sa porte. Curieuse, elle tourna la poignée et se retrouva face à un grand homme qui la dominait. « Maître Ian ! » s'exclama-t-elle. Ian sourit avec le sourire espiègle habituel qu'il affichait toujours. Ses yeux cramoisis balayèrent brièvement sa chambre et s'arrêtèrent sur la robe noire posée sur son lit, puis se déplacèrent sur la femme qui se tenait devant lui. Il fit un pas en avant et demanda. « Où as-tu trouvé cette robe ? » « Monsieur Harland me l'a offerte », répondit Elise en tendant le cou pour voir les sourcils de Ian se froncer avec élégance. « Sais-tu pourquoi un homme aime offrir une robe à une femme ? » Il lui posa l'énigme à laquelle elle devait toujours réfléchir à deux fois avant de répondre. Mais cette fois, elle ne trouva pas de réponse et se contenta de secouer la tête. « Je ne sais pas. » Son sourire devint ensorcelant, comme si quelque chose s'était remué au plus profond des yeux écarlates qu'il avait. Il glissa lentement sa main sur le col de sa robe, envoyant un frisson glacial qui la surprit un instant à cause de sa température glacée. Après avoir défait les deux premiers boutons de son col, il inclina la tête vers le bas, murmurant à son oreille. « Parce qu'ils veulent être celui qui déshabille l'étoffe. » Il marqua une pause et embrassa son cou, faisant rougir la peau pâle avant de se rétracter pour fixer son regard sur elle et répondit avec nonchalance. « Malheureusement, tu ne peux pas porter la robe là-bas avec ça. » Il rit et tendit une boîte dans sa main. « Et la bonne nouvelle, c'est que je t'ai préparé une robe. » Elise était une petite fille maudite qui pouvait voir les fantômes. Sa famille la détestait et la rejetait d'une famille adoptive à l'autre. Cependant, le malheur n'agissait pas seul. Lorsqu'elle fut élevée par sa tante, elle fut vendue comme esclave. Lorsqu'elle crut qu'elle ne deviendrait rien d'autre qu'un sacrifice pour le sorcier, elle fut sauvée par un homme dont l'identité était bien différente de celle d'un être mythique normal. *** Ce livre est ORIGINAL et il ne s'agit pas d'une traduction Rejoignez le discord de l'auteur : https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

It's the history, the real history of the exoskeleton and a little of my imagination. It's majoritary a traduction of europe-terre-avenir.eu .

Traduction Française de Gimai Seikatsu

``` « Même si cet univers n'est vraiment rien de plus qu'une forêt brutale, sanglante, ombragée, nous les Cultivateurs brûlerons tout ce que nous possédons juste pour produire une faible étincelle vacillante dans les ténèbres ! « Peu importe la faiblesse de chaque étincelle, sa brièveté, sa petitesse… Tant que les étincelles affluent sans relâche, alors un jour, l'une d'entre elles allumera un peu d'amadou, et cet amadou enflammera des branches tombées, et ces branches embraseront chaque arbre de la forêt jusqu'au dernier ! « Au final, même les plus petites étincelles finiront par mettre le feu à la forêt ombragée et illumineront le monde entier ! » ------ ** Qidian International et l'ancien traducteur, M. Strivon, ont trouvé un accord pour racheter les chapitres et les héberger sur notre site. Nous continuerons la traduction à partir du dernier chapitre traduit par M. Strivon ** ```

Hashiba Kyouya est un jeune développeur de jeux vidéo. Il perd son travail lorsque l'entreprise qui l'emploie fait faillite et n'a d'autre choix que de retourner dans sa ville natale. Il s'endort en se lamentant sur ses échecs. Lorsque Kyouya se réveille, il découvre qu'il a voyagé dix ans en arrière, avant son entrée à l'université. Profitera-t-il de cette opportunité pour arranger les choses ? Auteur : Nachi Kio Dessinateur : Bonjin Hirameki Cette oeuvre ne m'appartient pas. Les droits d'auteurs reviennent aux ayant-droits. Je ne partage qu'une traduction de mon oeuvre préférée et sans en tirer le moindre profit. Si l'éditeur et/ou l'auteur veulent que je retire je le ferais bien volontier. Je fais cette traduction car je trouve qu'elle mérité une meilleure visibilité en France et une édition serait la bien venue.

Some stories and poems about unexplained or fantasy themes that surround us and that can be charming and curious, such as creepy and suspensive. traductions of the poems of the same book but in spanish called " Historias y poemas sobre la vida, la muerte y otras cosas inexplicables."

I’m not racist in any way and I don’t want to offend anybody but my buddies and I decided to make this. The story takes place in a multiverse where somehow humans now have the ability to conjure abilities based on the racial jokes many use today but no racial slurs shall be said.

The demon race is planning to take over the Earth and bring it under its tyrannical rule. Legends have been told of the first great war. When the war had reached a stalemate and both sides had lost millions of soldiers, the leaders of the six continents, and a demon traitor used the last of their power to seal the demons to their continent. Rumours spread around that a treasure in form of a book had been born from the cluster of soul energy. Kings, warlocks and other powerful people around the world searched for this book for years, but none of them was successful. _____ Joshua is just like any other kid. The only thing that separated him from other kids was that he was not an awakened. In this world, only those who had been awakened have a say. Those who had not been awakened were just viewed as second-class humans. Every single school day of his life he gets bullied by his awakened classmates. Although knowing he was at the bottom of the social hierarchy, he refused to be seen as thrash. If he got attacked with a slur he would attack with a slur of equal measure. He trained daily, trying to become strong enough to at least feel less pain from the occasional beatings he received. It seemed like the more he trained, the harder the beatings hurt. But still, didn't relent. He is gifted a book by his best friend and only father figure, his P.E. teacher. This book becomes the turning point of his life.

Iris loses her job with her best friend. She gets drunk at Bite on Bar and ends up having sex with chef and bar owner Antoine Gastropf. He is secretly the King of the Dallas area vampires. When Antoine goes to compel Iris to forget what happened that night, he slurs his words amd says to forget “what happens at night.” Now there is a pregnant amnesiac going around Dallas and causing trouble for the vampires with her new desire to feed on blood. Will they fall in love and can they stop from causing chaos all across Dallas?

"Why is it that whenever something goes wrong, you seem to be behind it all, Ms. Greene?" Detective Mikaelson mumbled before nibbling on Elye's neck. "Or maybe you're just following me to all the wrong places at the wrong time, Detective Mikaelson." Elye's words began to slur towards the end of her sentence as the alcohol finally starts to set in. His arms tighten around her waist as they kept moving to the upbeat rhythm from the DJ. "So you knew the Vic at the crime scene. who just so happens to have sent you a letter, or is that also just another coincidence of yours?" Mikaelson spoke low enough for only her to hear, causing Elye to be sober quickly.

The demon race is planning to take over the Earth and bring it under its tyrannical rule. Legends have been told of the first great war. When the war had reached a stalemate and both sides had lost millions of soldiers, the leaders of the six continents, and a demon traitor used the last of their power to seal the demons to their continent. Rumours spread around that a treasure in form of a book had been born from the cluster of soul energy. Kings, warlocks and other powerful beings around the world searched for this book for years, but none of them was successful. _____ Josh is just like any other kid. The only thing that separated him from other kids was that he was not an awakened. In this world, only those who had been awakened have a say. Those who had not been awakened were just viewed as second-class humans. Every single school day of his life he gets bullied by his awakened classmates. Although knowing he was at the bottom of the social hierarchy, he refused to be seen as thrash. If he got attacked with a slur he would attack with a slur of equal measure. He trained daily, trying to become strong enough to at least feel less pain from the occasional beatings he received. It seemed like the more he trained, the harder the beatings hurt. But still, didn't relent. He is gifted a book by his best friend and only father figure, his P.E. teacher. This book becomes the turning point of his life.

In a beautiful morning, he woke up hearing the sound of the bell and when he got up and opened the door he found a woman with a serious expression, who was holding a boy. -This boy is your son. -the woman was direct. Touma, he held on to the door and turned white. He didn't believe what he was hearing. -Can you repeat please. he asked, his voice slurring. -This boy is your son. -the woman repeated. Touma's vision began to blur and eventually passed out. A child he didn't know existed? How will he manage from now on?