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—¡Impactante! La famosa familia Lin en Jinchuan ha quebrado. —¿Quién lo hizo posible? —preguntó el público. —¡El indigno descendiente, Lin Wanli! —respondió Insider. —¡Impactante! El gobernante de Jinchuan, Huo Guixiao, ¡se va a casar! —¿Quién es la novia? —preguntó el público. —¡La dominante y arrogante Lin Wanli! —respondió Insider. —¡Impactante! Se ha revelado la identidad del responsable de Taixi Biología. —¿Quién es el CEO? —preguntó el público. —¿Aún... Lin Wanli? —preguntó Insider. —¿Ese perdedor? En su vida anterior, Lin Wanli fue engañada por su mejor amiga, manipulada por su despreciable padre, y rechazada por su abuela. Ni siquiera pudo proteger a su hija de ocho meses, que fue tirada a la basura por su niñera. Tras reencarnar, Lin Wanli aprovechó desesperadamente la oportunidad para vengarse. También conquistó al hombre que ayudó a vengarla. Es solo... que siempre pensó que ese hombre también había reencarnado. Esto fue hasta que se dio cuenta de que él podía leer fácilmente su mente. —Sr. Huo, ¿no es un poco descortés de su parte haber reencarnado con habilidades especiales? —preguntó Lin Wanli. —¿Cuándo dije que había reencarnado? —preguntó él. —¿Te malinterpreté? —No exactamente. Sí tengo una habilidad especial. Por ejemplo, pude escuchar tus quejas sobre que la cama era demasiado pequeña anoche —respondió.

``` —La madrastra de Shi Qian la engañó y la forzó a casarse con un hombre en estado vegetativo. Había tres cosas buenas de él. ¡Era rico, guapo... e incapaz de despertar! Fu Sinian, quien había estado en coma durante más de tres años, despertó y encontró que de repente tenía una esposa. Su pequeña esposa era justa, bella y tenía piernas largas. "¡Si no me amas, no te necesito!" Fu Sinian dijo y fríamente lanzó los papeles de divorcio. —Poco después, la famosa Shi Qian fue capturada en una fotografía en el lujoso coche del pez gordo, Fu Sinian. Fu Sinian aclaró públicamente y dijo: "La Señorita Shi y yo estamos conocidos". Netizens: "¿Solo están conocidos? ¡Ambos son llevados en el mismo coche! ¡Estamos esperando que nos den una bofetada con sus palabras, Joven Maestro Fu! ¡Nueve millones de fanáticos están mirando y esperando!" —Poco después, Shi Qian, que era popular en el círculo, fue fotografiada nuevamente entrando al hotel al mismo tiempo que Fu Sinian y solo salió después de tres días. Fu Sinian aclaró de nuevo: "La Señorita Shi y yo no tenemos ese tipo de relación. No estamos saliendo". Netizens: "¡El Sr. Fu debe haber fallado en su conquista! Si hubiese una chica que el Joven Maestro Fu no pudiera manejar en este mundo, debe ser su diosa, Shi Qian!" —¡Treinta millones de fanáticos continuaban comiendo palomitas y viendo el drama! Más tarde, Shi Qian, quien tiene doscientos millones de fanáticos, tuvo náuseas matutinas mientras estaba en la Ceremonia de Premiación a la Mejor Actriz! Fu Sinian caminó lentamente hacia el escenario y abrazó la cintura de Shi Qian y dijo: "Gracias por la preocupación de todos. ¡La Señora Fu está embarazada de nuestro segundo hijo!" ¡Los doscientos millones de fanáticos estaban confundidos. ¿La hermosa Shi Qian estaba embarazada de su segundo hijo? —¡Estaban viendo el drama desarrollarse todo el camino! ¿Cuándo dejaron de seguir el ritmo? ```

Ethan Smith caminhou pela rua vazia, cigarro na boca, balançando a cabeça e forçando um sorriso amargo. Quem poderia imaginar que, após três anos de casamento, tudo o que restava era traição? Ele jurou fazer aquela mulher se arrepender do que havia feito e prometeu fazer todos que tinham sido bons para ele viverem uma vida boa. Sim, era Emily Taylor, a mulher que o havia ajudado a sair do abismo do desespero quando ele atingiu o ponto mais baixo de sua vida. "Emily, é hora de eu cuidar de você."

Cinco anos atrás, Qiao Nian foi vítima de um plano de sua irmã, Qiao Xin. Após passar uma noite com um estranho, Qiao Nian engravidou. Ela não sabia quem era o pai da criança e acabou dando à luz a um natimorto. Sob as maquinações de sua mãe e irmã, Qiao Nian foi despojada de suas ações no Grupo Qiao e enviada para um hospital psiquiátrico. Cinco anos mais tarde, sua irmã mais nova, Qiao Xin, estava prestes a se casar com o Segundo Jovem Mestre da família Gu. Ele tinha fama de ser extremamente feio. No dia em que nasceu, o médico previu que ele não viveria mais de vinte anos. Sua mãe não suportava ver Qiao Xin casar com uma pessoa dessas e pensou em Qiao Nian, que ainda estava trancada no hospital psiquiátrico. Durante a noite, Qiao Nian foi tirada do hospital para substituir Qiao Xin em seu casamento com a família Gu. Sua mãe disse, "É uma boa coisa que Qiao Nian, essa inútil, possa substituir Xin'er e ser uma viúva viva na família Gu. Se Xin'er casasse com aquela família, eu ficaria arrasada." Qiao Xin disse, "Mãe, não fale assim da Irmã. Se não fosse por ela, eu não saberia o que fazer. Só estou preocupada que a Irmã não aceite." Seu pai disse, "Xin'er, você é bondosa demais. Esqueceu como Qiao Nian te difamou há cinco anos? Ela não tem autocontrole. Engravidou antes do casamento e ainda deu à luz a uma criança natimorta. Estamos sendo bons o suficiente ao deixá-la se casar com alguém da prestigiosa família Gu! Que direito ela tem de ser exigente?" Qiao Nian debochou. Na época, a conspiração contra ela só tinha dado certo por causa de uma combinação estranha de fatores, fazendo-a sofrer. Ela ia se vingar de todos eles! Todos pensavam que suas ações eram fruto de uma combinação de mentalidade de perdedora e doença mental, mas mal sabiam eles que esse casamento seria uma união poderosa, tão impactante quanto Marte colidindo com a Terra! Aproveitando suas habilidades brilhantes em medicina, Qiao Nian fez várias pessoas desprezíveis e canalhas engolirem suas palavras. Num piscar de olhos, suas múltiplas identidades chocaram o mundo à medida que cada uma delas foi exposta. Acontece que ela era rica o suficiente para rivalizar com um país! Depois, o Segundo Jovem Mestre Gu colocou um par de miniaturas clones de Qiao Nian diante dela. Diante dessas duas crianças que se pareciam com ela e Gu Zhou, Qiao Nian piscou em choque. "Quando foi que eu dei à luz aos seus filhos?"

O dote é dois milhões de dólares, nem um centavo a menos. Jiang Yu já tem dezoito anos e já pode se casar. Envie o dinheiro para o meu cartão, e este assunto está resolvido!" Jiang Yu olhou para sua mãe, que falava sem parar na mesa de negociações. Ela assistiu enquanto sua mãe ditava o preço enquanto vendia Jiang Yu. Jiang Yu não podia acreditar. Dezoito anos atrás, eles levaram o bebê errado para casa do hospital, e Jiang Yu, a verdadeira filha de uma família rica, acabou em um orfanato até um ano atrás. Jiang Ran, a filha falsa da família Jiang, cresceu com privilégios desde que era pequena. Com recursos superiores desde jovem, ela foi mais destacada do que Jiang Yu em todos os aspectos e se tornou o orgulho da família Jiang. Jiang Yu, que passou a maior parte do seu tempo vagando pelo mundo exterior, não era nada além de uma caipira que fazia sua mãe virar motivo de piada no círculo social. No entanto, Jiang Yu não tinha ideia do quanto sua mãe a odiava. No dia em que completou dezoito anos, sua mãe a 'vendeu' por um preço nomeado. Jiang Yu disse, "Se você quer casar sua filha com outra pessoa, deveria ser Jiang Ran. Eu sou sua verdadeira filha. Você é que trouxe Jiang Ran para casa por engano!" Sua mãe respondeu, "Cala a boca. Eu gostaria de não ter te dado à luz. Você só trouxe vergonha para mim!" Jiang Ran disse, "Irmã mais velha, tudo o que a Mamãe faz é para o seu próprio bem. Não culpe a Mamãe." Sua mãe disse, "Estou convencida de que ela não passa de uma cobradora de dívidas que veio até mim para cobrar suas dívidas! Ou você me dá dois milhões de dólares, ou se casa obedientemente!" Jiang Yu foi embora de casa em desespero. Por uma combinação estranha de fatores, ela se encontrou acidentalmente casando com um Sr. CEO. A partir de então, o homem de trinta anos mimou sua esposa de dezoito anos até os céus. A garotinha disse, "Senhor, alguém intimidou sua esposa!" O homem, "Que incompetente cego é tão ousado que se atreve a intimidar você?"

"M... Marissa! São meus filhos?" Os olhos de Rafael não se desviavam do rosto adorável das crianças. "Não, Rafael. Eles não são," disse Marissa com um sorriso falso, "Eles não são seus. Lembra?" ela piscou os cílios de maneira bem dramática, "Nunca fomos casados!" A irmã mais velha de Marissa Aaron, Valerie Aaron, abandonou seu namorado cego no dia do casamento e fugiu. Para salvar a aparência, a família de Merissa implorou para que ela se casasse com Raphael Sinclair. A ironia? Ela não podia dizer ao seu marido cego que não era Valerie, mas sim Marissa Aaron. No dia da bem-sucedida cirurgia de olhos de Raphael, Marissa ficou sabendo que Valerie havia voltado para tomar seu lugar de direito como nora dos Sinclair. Marissa tentou explicar ao marido que era ela quem havia se casado com ele, mas ele não acreditou. Em vez de tentar mais convencê-lo, a desolada Merissa decidiu deixar a cidade sem contar seu segredo. Raphael Sinclair era a clássica definição de galã e o único herdeiro do Grupo Sinclair de Indústrias. O que ele faria ao descobrir que todo esse tempo a mulher que lhe ofereceu amor e seu corpo não era Valerie, mas sim sua irmã mais nova Marissa Aaron? Como ele reagiria ao saber que era o pai dos bebês que Marissa estava esperando? Ele iria atrás de Marissa e reconquistaria seu amor? E a pergunta de um milhão de dólares! Marissa seria capaz de perdoá-lo e amá-lo novamente?

``` De repente se torna um chefe da máfia em um mundo de superpoderes e você tem apenas 3 anos?! Ainsley Sloan, uma jovem de 20 anos apaixonada por anime, transmigrou de repente para o corpo de uma criança pequena. O pai fugiu com uma mulher, e a mãe era apenas uma barriga de aluguel. Os dois deixaram para trás sua filha bebê de 3 anos para comandar uma família mafiosa de médio porte! Não, isso não pode ser! Ainsley foi forçada a abraçar a abandonada Família Sloan e levar sua família ao topo do perigoso mundo da máfia – caso contrário, ela morreria. Mas, sem preocupações! Com o poder da sorte suprema, a ajuda de seus subordinados leais e a proteção de seus gatos que viraram humanos, Ainsley vai derrubar qualquer inimigo que aparecer em seu caminho! Um encontro tardio com um certo sistema até pavimentou um caminho florido para ela. Com sua ajuda, Ainsley será a melhor chefe da máfia e uma fora do comum! Quando outros chefes da máfia fumam cigarros, Ain tem um Pocky de chocolate preso na boca. Quando outros chefes giram sua taça de vinho tinto, Ain assopra sua xícara de leite quente! Quando outros chefes sopram suas armas após uma luta... Ain troca sua fralda. Assista a bebê assumir o mundo da máfia com seu charme único de bebê! 7 anos depois. Um certo mini chefe astuto: "Ain, que tal se tornar minha noiva?" O garoto cinco anos mais velho que a criança acenou com uma capa de almofada BL de edição limitada como suborno. Um certo sistema: criança, aceite a proposta dele! Sugue o dinheiro dele! Que merda vocês dois. Noiva o caramba!! Eu só tenho 10 anos! PS: Se você espera uma FL (Female Lead) imponente e rápida, tapas na cara e atos heróicos nos primeiros 100 capítulos, este livro pode não ser do seu gosto _____ Livros de ambientação antiga/moderna: 1. A Esposa do Príncipe Dragão é uma Tradutora (completo) 2. O Office Boy da CEO é uma Garota (completo) Série de protagonista bebê: 1. Eu Viro Chefe da Máfia Bebê (em andamento) 2. Eu Sempre Viro um Bebê! (transmigração rápida, em andamento) Livro de jogo de simulação de namoro: 1. Sr. CEO, Siga em Frente! (Abandonado por problemas de sistema que não permitem atualizar mais capítulos após mudar acidentalmente o status do livro para completo) Siga meu Instagram: @zehell2218 & @willhem_l Servidor no Discord: https://discord.gg/axqNyHv ```

``` Este livro está terminado! Por favor, dê uma chance ao meu próximo livro, pois o seu apoio me ajuda muito! O livro se chama Despertar Abissal! Estou capturada? Tudo bem, não posso evitar já que não consigo me mover. Experimentada? Ao menos me dêem um anestésico. Estou livre? Deixe-me conseguir um pouco de vingança. Quer implorar pela sua vida? Desculpe, esta moça aqui guarda rancor. Destruí o laboratório, agora deixem-me explorar este mundo livremente. De alguma maneira, entrei para o grupo do Sr. Herói. Tudo bem, ele parece divertido. "Aiya, que crueldade. Para a honra de ser um herói, você mataria esta mocinha, huh?" Ela sorriu enquanto sangrava até a morte. "Che, você ainda está com cabeça para piadar agora?" Ele disse com um olhar severo. "O que é a vida se não para aproveitar cada momento? Já que vou morrer e não consigo me vingar, espero que alguém o faça." "Ninguém fará. Você era a única mais poderosa do que eu com sua Nanomancia. Agora que você está fora do-" "Silêncio, criança. Estou tentando morrer em paz aqui." "Mas eu sou ve-!" "Ap! Boas crianças não perturbam seus anciãos." "Mas você-!" "Tchau~" Ela sorriu antes de perder as forças. "DROGA!" … Por que estou dormindo nos campos de neve? Os Lobos estão rosnando para mim. Com fome, huh?... Eu também. Este é o meu segundo livro, por favor, tenham misericórdia deste autor. Divirtam-se. A capa foi desenhada pelo incrível Aoi Ogata Nanomante = Um mago que usa nanobots Servidor do Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va ```

¿Por qué a todo lo que entregamos nuestra pasión y dedicación, acaba por quemarnos?¿Por que cuando llegas a tener todo lo que amas, te lo arrebatan sin piedad alguna? Un día puedes estar feliz e y intentado crear una boda maravillosa, y al otro estar sufriendo, por la desaparición de esta. El amor puede ser efímero, dos mundos muy diferentes. Serán capaz de volver a confiar, en aquello que se les arrebato con tanto dolor. Una historia que muestra como nuestros protagonistas, luchar por volver a creer en aquello que se les arrebato y confiar uno en el otro, para que no vuelva a suceder.

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.

"Can you shift?" His voice was notably softer. I was grateful for it. As best as I could, I shook my head. The lingering dizziness rang through my head again. With another step forward, I let out my millionth whimper of the day. Goddess, I was like a boring yet concerning recording. From my personal experience, anytime someone with more power than you steps towards you, you should run. You should run far, far away as fast as you can. Chances were, they're going to hurt you. They're going to beat the shit out of you and that's honestly the best you should hope for. He stopped his movements, seeming to give me the time I so desperately need. He sighs. I'm probably annoying him. There was less than five feet between us now. He took another cautious step. I bit my cheek as best I could. "It's okay, little one." He took the final step towards me before crouching down. Even crouched down, I still felt so tiny in his presence; especially while I was in my wolf form. He reached his hand out towards me agonizingly slowly. I begged my fears to go away, putting my head down. Maybe if I can't see him, I won't be too scared. I could feel his hand hovering over me, a static-like feeling I'd never felt before letting me know. Finally, his hand touched my back. The static exploded into tingles. I jumped a little at first, the unknown worrying me. But. . . It feels so good. I'd never experienced this before but I never want it to stop. I relax under his touch. He picked up my small form and held me close, the tingles expanding. There was pain as he picked me up but the tingles were distracting me a good amount. "What's happened to you, little one?"

COMPLETO!!! Vencedor de Bronze Spirity Spring Awards 2020 "Uma alma escura, danificada pelo seu passado Um anjo forçado a ser sua amante. Alguma coisa pode dar certo? Eles serão capazes de se apaixonar? Ela conseguirá enxergar além da escuridão dele? Ele conseguirá protegê-la quando o perigo bater à porta? Descubra neste livro... Um Trecho* ''Você sabe no que está se metendo, certo?'' Ele perguntou, cruzando as pernas, ele arqueou uma sobrancelha; Os lábios de Tiana entortaram e seus olhos se estreitaram para ele; ''Contanto que você me pague, eu farei o que você quiser. '' Nicklaus ficou surpreso com a audácia repentina dela; mas tinha certeza que ela só estava tentando parecer corajosa, Ele conhecia ela, ela era apenas uma alma fraca e tremendo, e estava tentando tão duro mascarar isso; Um sorriso maroto apareceu em seus lábios quando um pensamento lhe ocorreu; ''Qualquer coisa que eu queira? '' Ele perguntou novamente e Tiana respondeu imediatamente sem uma segunda reflexão; ''Sim, Sr. Nicklaus, qualquer coisa que você queira. '' ''Certo então, eu quero que você se despir e deitar na cama. '' Ele não tinha intenção alguma de tocá-la; ele apenas queria ver a reação dela. Mas o que Tiana fez em seguida o chocou.

Warning "[This novel is intended for 18+ audiences only due to brutal fight scenes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.]" . The slums of Yanjing were a desolate ruin. Broken structures and burning trash fires illuminated the cold, unforgiving night. Zhang Yong crouched in an alley, his thin, malnourished frame barely hidden behind a pile of rusted machinery. His dark eyes gleamed with desperation as he gnawed on a half-burnt piece of bread. Around him, the sounds of the strong crushing the weak echoed like a haunting melody. "Did you think you could escape me Zhang Yong"It’s all I have left."The last pure human, begging for scraps? Pathetic. Maybe,maybe..... Tik Tik Tik "Absolute Krishna Domain"System Activate . oh my oh my "All you should deserve only death"

This is a story about the day in the Life of a Futanari named Anglea. She is a loner that has no Friends. Her entire life, she has been segregated due to her Herophrodite status. After years of verbal bullying, she has decided to end the meek facade. Her natural personality decided to take over. Something happens, and her plans move forward faster than she ever planned. This is for advertisement purposes. Amazon link: https://www.amazon.ca/dp/B096QTS87W/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=Life+of+a+dominant+Futanari&qid=1623005605&sr=8-1 Support me at Patreon.com/Madjic

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

The smile of the ‘Queen’ thickened as she heard people applauding and cheering behind her. She looked down at her captive while grazing her thin neck with a bloodied sword.  “Always remember,” she gently cooed, leaning closer to the captive. “The crowd that applauded your coronation is the same crowd that is applauding for you to lose your head.” A wry smile painted the face of the captive as she nodded, “People like a good show.” ✧༺♥༻✧ "They told me l'd find a powerful weapon here, capable of destroying the world or saving it. But they never told me it was you—Little Lycan.” She smiled and crouched behind the injured Lycan, her long fingers tracing his injuries despite his loud growls of protests.  “Don't worry, little one. So what if fate decided our demise? We can always shatter those chains and soar.” ✧༺♥༻✧ “O’ Moonlit Goddess, hear my plea, If my fall is what you've longed to see,  Or if my pain brought misery,  I beg you now, please answer me.  A second chance is all I ask to see.” It was a desperate prayer—one that was answered by the deity herself.  ⟬O’ fragile child who seeks my grace, Your pain is not my wish to place, Beneath my glow, your heart set free,  The chance you crave shall come to be.⟭

Feel the terror of becoming prey. Witness how easily we turn into predators. ––– “P-Please! Please spare me!” The man was trembling, eyes wide and full of terror, his voice barely more than a strangled whisper. Blood dripped from Luka’s hands, pooling at his feet, but none of it was his. Not a scratch marked his skin—only the crimson stains of the lives he had already taken. He crouched low, bringing himself face-to-face with the man. “I’ll make it quick.” The man sobbed harder at this statement, his hands clenching uselessly at the dirt beneath him as if begging the ground itself for mercy. Luka didn’t flinch. He didn’t waver. Mercy wasn’t part of the game. Behind him, shadows twisted unnaturally, whispering promises of power, of more blood to spill. They clung to him like old friends, feeding on his resolve, urging him forward. He didn’t need their encouragement—this was what he had become. A knight once sworn to protect. A man once burdened by weakness. But here, in this world where survival ruled and hesitation meant death, Luka was something else entirely. _____ Please do give the first chapter a read before deciding if it's worth your time or not ;)

Explore the heartbreaking journey of Nate, a university professor hiding a mysterious and painful past, and Gabe, the charming troublemaker who unknowingly holds the key to unlocking Nate's vulnerabilities. As their paths intertwine, witness whether Gabe's unique connection can empower Nate to confront his demons and find healing in the face of a haunting past. Join them in a tale of strength, vulnerability, and the transformative power of unexpected connections. WARNING - there is mention of child abuse, mainly mental and physical, in this story. If you have an issue with that then please do not read. Also this is available to buy on amazon - https://www.amazon.co.uk/Playboy-His-Professor-Nefertel-Wolf-ebook/dp/B0C15Q3FYG/ref=sr_1_1?crid=3CULGENCXTBIC&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.YTIeXV4DTp7_xKmfyW3GJzfVewW3r-mSMZnfQMis39g.SKWCTzV9N0wXJrC-2P93eJb-EQFm95knGABqcx48noU&dib_tag=se&keywords=the+playboy+and+his+professor&qid=1718050759&s=digital-text&sprefix=the+playboy+and+his+professor%2Cdigital-text%2C71&sr=1-1 Please support me if you like my stories

Zhang Lu was a bored civil servant who decided to ditch his job to find a more exciting and brighter future. Hiding behind a mountainous pile of tedious paperwork he was scrolling the internet for some entertainment. Crouching down reading on the dark web, an ad made his soul come alive. He suddenly had a light in his lifeless eyes. Bold! I like it....looking for assassin trainees! Without hesitation he enthusiastically put in a fake resume. Unfortunately, his first assignment didn't go well...not at all! On his 29th birthday he was killed in an unsightly manner. The upside? Zhang Lu transmigrated into the body of a truly gifted ...but extremely shameless assassin in an ancient world

"Un adolescente común de un pequeño pueblo en Japón reencarna tras un accidente como un bebé en un mundo mágico. En este nuevo mundo de fantasía, deberá enfrentar numerosos desafíos para descubrir su propósito en la vida."

Edward's touch was gentle yet electrifying as he drew Seutsui closer, his lips seeking hers with a hunger that mirrored her own. As their mouths met in a fervent kiss, a rush of heat surged between them. With a tender caress, Edward's tongue traced the curve of Seutsui's lips, seeking entrance to the depths of her being. As she parted her lips in silent invitation, he delved inside, their tongues entwining with desire.  *** He crouched down to my height and sighed. " Listen here, muffin," he began, his tone gentle yet firm "I wish I could tell you, but I think it's better if we wait for Saitous. So now, be a good girl and stop worrying so much, okay?" There was no room for Argument yet his voice... I didn't feel the reliance I always felt when he talked. He gently patted my hair and walked towards his room. This is worrying me more and more... "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" A lost princess unravels her hidden truth, setting forth on a courageous journey to reclaim her birthright. "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" chronicles the tale of hushed longings echoing through the challenging path she forges. With a delicate yet determined spirit, the princess stands resolute in fighting for her and her people. Amidst the thorns, the only confidant she had and wanted yet struggled to keep was a possessive and potent man whose love was clouded by warmth just for her. Why should she struggle? Who would dare to touch her with him beside her? Who would dare to take her from him? As she grapples with her own conflicted emotions will she be able to survive two people? One in whom she finds her solace and where she planted her love and one who claims her as his yet dare to be so cruel to her. Can she navigate the treacherous path to her rights while finding warmth in the most unexpected places? Content Warning: Attention Readers: This is a work of fiction intended to transport you to another dimension of storytelling. However, it may ventures into dark romance, exploring themes such as abuse, graphic fantasies, captivity, violence, and non-consensual acts. Please be aware that these themes are depicted in a graphic manner. Characters and incidents in this book are purely products of the author's imagination and are works of fiction. While sweet romance is also present, it's imperative not to disregard this warning. If you find certain content distressing or triggering, take the necessary steps to prioritize your mental well-being. Your emotional health is paramount, and it's perfectly acceptable to opt out of reading if you feel uncomfortable. Thank you for your understanding and consideration.

The forest was quiet, and everything was still. The gentle northern wind sweeping through the trees and dried leaves brought nothing but a sense of foreboding and despair as Raphael crawled into his cave and huddled against the dirt stained walls. Stifling the moan of anguish that escaped his mouth, he pressed hard on the cut below his ribs. The blood stopped flowing briefly, as he dug some sticky clay from underneath the roots of the oak tree and applied it to his injury. It stopped the blood flow instantly. He was aware of the giant slash across his back, but he was too exhausted to attend to it. 'Later' he thought to himself, leaning back as he shut his eyes. He was lucky to have escaped with his life. "They will pay for this. I will get my revenge soon enough," he muttered to himself as the owl perched on the branch of the oak tree above hooted ominously. He had become his neighbour for the past few weeks, his hooting always reminding him that he may not be the only living thing in the forest. Other days, the silence was impregnable, the eerie quiet sending chills down his spine. As he slowly started to slip into unconsciousness, he heard a dull thud on the dirt outside the cave, too faint for a normal person to hear. But Raphael was no ordinary person. Crouching behind the roots of the tree, he waited patiently as the sniffing began. He made a silent prayer, to no one in particular as he saw the red eyes right outside his cave. They locked eyes with each other, and the enormous wolf bared his canines at him, before howling into the night. All around the forest, several other howls answered, as the earth began to tremble under the numerous paws thundering above it. 'Here we go again,' he thought to himself.

His eyes snapped open. Sounds of wildlife were all around him, and they became rowdier as he felt his consciousness returning to his body. His back was propped on something hard and uneven. Reflexively, he sat up. His eyes were immediately scanning his surroundings in a slow motion, seeing only overgrown forest in every direction. His eyebrows raised majestically as he found that he was lying down in the middle of a clearing, vine-laden trees enclosing the space. A sudden premonition struck him. Patting his clothes and pockets, then his whole body, he sighed in relief. Nothing had happened to his body. His limbs were intact, as was his head. The thing he had stored in his pockets was nowhere to be found, but he was in one piece. Considering what he had gone through, it was a miracle that none of those things had eaten him yet. Checking his vicinity one more time and finding no immediate threats, he slowly stood up, eyes vigilant against movement among the trees and their branches that entwined the sky above. The air was full of the sounds of birds. The canopy swayed restlessly over him as those small creatures hopped from one branch to another. He recalled what they were: Anothraxes. They weren’t a threat when they were alone, but once they congregated on a single hunter, they became C-level dangers. He had to stay hidden as he moved if he wanted to avoid the critters. Fortunately the ground was endorsed full with lush undergrowth, some of the plants reaching heights that could hide his body even if he only slightly bent his knees. Deciding what he needed to do, he made to dive into the conevenient natural cover for hunters, when his feet struck something that was hidden under a bush. It made a dull cluttering noise, like metal striking against ground. As he looked at his feet, he saw a familiar handle-like object. It was only one part of an item, and the rest of it was gone. He crouched low to retrieve it but felt slight resistance. Comprehending, he used his free hand to break apart the bramble while the hand holding the broken item tugged on it. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”

Ferdinand Salazar, a distinguished Professor of Political Science at the University of the Philippines Diliman, finds himself thrust into an unimaginable scenario when a bomb blast obliterates the classroom where he was teaching, only to awaken moments later in the body of another man—Ferdinand Marcos Sr. As Salazar grapples with the shock of his new reality, he realizes the immense potential his newfound position holds. Armed with insights from the future, he sees an opportunity to reshape the course of Philippine history and elevate his country to unprecedented heights of wealth and power. But altering the course of history is no easy task, and Salazar faces formidable challenges as he navigates the treacherous political landscape of his time. He must tread carefully, leveraging his knowledge of future events to outmaneuver adversaries and implement transformative policies that will secure the prosperity and influence of the Philippines. Yet, as Salazar delves deeper into the complexities of his altered reality, he grapples with moral dilemmas and ethical quandaries. How far is he willing to go to achieve his vision of a prosperous Philippines? And can he truly reconcile his identity as Ferdinand Salazar with the persona of Ferdinand Marcos Sr.?

"What'd you do when you have multiple lives at your expense? " Entering the horror world, Thain charged toward the fiend shouting "Divine Judgement," got instakilled. Six different worlds, same determination, similar vigorous efforts, similar results, he gave up. The seventh time, closing his eyes at the looming fiend, Thain said: "Make it swift, please." Glancing around the struggling others, then looking at Thain lying wide on the floor, the female-shaped fiend crouched down and lifted his chin: "Human, you've caught my attention." "???" To honor "Firefly at middle ruler", I'm writing this to hone my grammar. If there are any similar names or events, they are only coincident, please don't try it at home~ *The art was from a friend of mine, she stopped getting online to concentrate on life, but I do hope she could see I still remember her wherever she is.

Un día normal como cualquier otro Ren Nakamura (nuestro protagonista) se encontraba sentado en un rincón de la clase mirando por la ventana sumergido en sus pensamientos,cuando de pronto luego de un fuerte estruendo el salón se iluminó de azul lo cual terminó llevándolo a el y a su clase a otro mundo....

After escaping his pit of despair, Oscar wonders if reincarnating into the world of his dreams saved him, or plunged him into newfound terrors. Forced to become strong with no endpoint in sight, he cultivates through infancy, relying on the only thing the elder gave him. The mystical Soul Becoming World Technique. With his past life’s experience and knowledge of cultivation novels, Oscar expected it to be easy. But of course, it wasn’t that simple. From demonic trials to family torment, even his early years were fraught with pain. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Cultivation Fever is a Western interpretation of the Chinese Cultivation genre, focusing heavily on realistic progression, lifelike characters, and emotional turmoil. As an avid reader of the genre, the lacklustre stories, shallow characters, and shoddy translations consistently disappointed me, so I strived to write an original high-quality interpretation with real depth. If you're a fan of gritty, realistic fantasy, you'll love this series. If you have never heard of cultivation, this book is a perfect start that eases you into the core concepts of Chinese martial fantasy. For die-hard fans, it is a fresh take on the genre with deep character development, diving into the brutal reality of cultivation. Discord: https://discord.gg/GTnev65 Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Cultivation-Fever-1-Ozzy-Banks-ebook/dp/B08LL6SQS9/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=cultivation+fever+volume+1&qid=1603628241&sr=8-1

People around here are largely out for themselves. Oren takes that to a new level. Robbing anyone with valuables to make ends meet and his clients happy, Oren has made depriving people of their luxuries his profession. However, Oren's life has made him many enemies and living off of favors which he wants to change and get away from it all. The nights and shadows belong to the Master Thief, but other parties and individuals have made it their home as well. And they have no problem taking lives. Author's Note: Only 7 chapters are going to be available here. If you want to continue the story, the full book is available on the Amazon Kindle store. Link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CW1JJVSC/ref=sr_1_1?crid=1PFEAMI6OI5PC&dib=eyJ2IjoiMSJ9.Fo6S40AIaJcUrwyFNysy6Hhf2bOHLQKhQBUcWGp8Pvdj_mtSKCLafBkx00k-Pa7XmRxKQGGBju-QLs-q3mMwr9s-kPuhlgvzwQ-IBqyT77rK9vth1-R9zXVDTCyabKLqjMrUWQLmcGHjbpUF8abthwthmT7oojWjPzp0aBgwXhioN9nY83f8w-XuoBtvwPJhlvVf2-8afMj0f2utFY6NsoyyWo6lqYBYFukfFwc6WBk.dcUzKP8vA_ZBdbkyzjtJo0-KCdtGocBEWMFn6GBVC6s&dib_tag=se&keywords=prowler%27s+fancy&qid=1708660551&s=digital-text&sprefix=%2Cdigital-text%2C446&sr=1-1

«Verily, after every difficulty is ease». «I plan, You plan, We all plan but Allah's plan is the best». ~**~ "Yeah, I know. I was your wife before but now I'm my husband's wife. And if you really love me as you said, you will let me go because I've let you go a long time ago. If you really love someone, you will do anything or everything for his or her happiness even if it means you let go" I wrote and mouthed to my husband "let's go". My husband carried me out in bridal styles leaving him who was crouching on the floor crying his bleeding heart out. ~**~ No one is perfect, we make mistakes, we break, we give up, we failed and we succeed. Follow Sophia through the journey of her life with every pains, twists, cries, betrayals, loves, hardship, revenges, heartbreaks emotional rollercoasters. © Adeyemi Mariam (Um_royhan) The cover is not mine, credits to who owns it. Do review and vote Discord : https://discord.gg/qRRxHjg8TX

"I didn't save you, young lady. I just spared you," As soon as he caught the USB, he let out a chuckle. "What, I just f****d up today-now you're implying to kill me? We have a deal!" "Oh, my sweet young flower...You don't even take a hint? I was just joking!" "F***. You." I shot him a glare. I couldn't take all of his jokes while my legs are completely numb from that paralyzer gun. All this s**t happened just for that stupid USB. "My, you bark more than you bite. Pretty wild for a young lady, huh?" he shook his head, seeming more amused than before. He then continued to play with his dagger skillfully between his fingers. For some reason, I could see myself as that sharp dagger. He uses me like a toy, nonetheless, he knows what I can do and use it in his advantage while I get bloodied and slowly lose my sharp edges. "Well indeed, we have a deal. You and me. Between a client...and a hitman." I saw his eyes through the glass of his gas mask squinting into a smile and cocked his gun at me like a madman he is. I do not fear someone like him, but when I saw a murder right before my eyes... --- "Awe, don't worry about the deal for now. You did great despite all this...mess we've caused," he crouched down and pulled my face close near to his. His dagger gently traces my jaw down to my throat as if he was guessing where he could end me in the future. "Just keep yourself clean..." He poked a part of my neck, being careful of not leaving a large wound. I know what he wants, that's why he kept me alive. He has what I need, which is why I joined him to get it. "...You'll be the most beauuuutiful flower in my garden. Never ever cease to please me, and I shall keep you alive for much longer," My relationship with him is like having a contract with a devil. If I go astray from this mission, my throat is for him to take. "Remember that...Green Gladiolus." --- In the city of Hana-Puellaweo, everything turned upside down ever since a sudden outbreak of an unknown disease affected its people. The deaths are drastically increasing and most of them were the young people who they hoped could change their city for the better. They only knew that LOVE has caused the spread. Due of this, they fear to feel butterflies in their stomach. How will they keep their feelings despite it being lethal? Will they choose death or find the cure? Yoona Kim, one of the WANTED vigilantes of the city, teamed up with a guy who calls himself RED X in search of a cure. Will her mission be successful and be able to help those in need? Or will these flowers take over her lung and heart before she could discover the solution? Turn the page and we shall unravel the truth. --- WARNING (R-18): The following chapters may contain violence and strong languages. Please be advised that you must be 18 and above before continuing. This novel is also a slow burn romance story. After all, Love is a complex process. --- VOLUMES 1: GLADIOLUS An unnatural disease began to spread within the city whilst the MedExpert Co. have been trying to decrease the possibility of this from killing more people. However, it is out of their control and decided to ask for the army's assistance to commence martial law. Yoona was one of these people who attempted to disobey the new rule. Will she be able to survive on her own? [More volumes to be followed...] --- NOTE: The author updates once a month or randomly.