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Front Page is "NAÍNDRA NUXINUS - CADET CUNN-69". The world is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it. The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur". NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would try and publish TWO or even THREE Chapters a Day, and TWO up to SEVEN Chapters on Sundays, of course, it would depend entirely on my current schedule IRL. My Personal Goal is Publish between 15 up to 25 Chapters every week. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible.

In the wizard world, the mysterious magic cube gave Lin Suo the ability to fuse all things. However, sometimes the recipe was a bit strange. The Evil God would shake his head when he looked at it. Horse corpse x 2 + stone + wood + clay + tent cloth = Double Horse Chariot. Octopus corpse + flower of enlightenment + black goat corpse = octopus flower with black hair? Skeleton + Bloodthirsty Vine + Vampire Eyeball = Thorny Creature Eyeball??? Lin Suo: As long as there are corpses in the recipe, it will definitely make the Evil God frown.

This was the great era of vast warships and the Star River, a time when the multi-universe was shattered and countless Cosmic Fragments were scattered across the void, forming the boundless Shattered Starry Sea. Immortal Domain Dao soldiers, mechanical gods, golden giants, wizard Dominators... An endless array of strange civilizations. Starry Sea Oddity, Genetic Potions, exoskeletal armors, Floating Land Origin... Treasures that could be found everywhere. Spectral Shuttle, Spectral Airship, Spectral Warship, Escort Ships, Battleships, Star-Annihilating Starships, hyperdimensional mother ships... The clearly stratified Xinhuo warships. Song Chi held a Zhu Tian Ruins Market in his hand and engaged in interstellar trade with the countless peoples of the Starry Sea. What? Titanium Crystals are worthless in your Star Domain? I'll take them all, damn it, this is a strategic resource! You call this a chunk of iron? This is Mixed Elemental Copper, the ultimate Enhancement resource! Ordinary ship cannon? Isn't this a golden Star-Annihilating Cannon? Quick... I'll buy it! ... Stretching across the stars, starting from the flame of human civilization.

A late-night bakery. A moody baker. And cookies that taste like feelings. Tucked into a quiet corner of old Tokyo, there’s a bakery that only comes alive after dark. Its name is Moonlight Crumbs, and every night at exactly 9:00 PM, a warm, golden scent curls through the air, pulling in lost souls and night wanderers. At the heart of it all is Elias Greywood, a quiet man who bakes to forget. Each cookie he makes unknowingly carries a trace of his emotions — his joy, his sorrow, his longing for a home that no longer feels like home. Customers swear his cookies taste like memories they forgot they had. Elias just thinks he’s bad at following recipes. What Elias doesn’t know is that his family’s old house — the machiya he still calls home — has a secret. Something ancient sleeps beneath its floors, something that remembers his parents, remembers every tear and every laugh poured into their baking.

(The Real Story Starts At Volume 2, Or Chapter 6) (Start From There And You Won't Be Able To Stop) Quinn Winter, a young man from a world beyond Pandora, is unexpectedly summoned to become the next Demon King. However, his ascension to the throne couldn't have come at a more tumultuous time. The Demon Kingdom is on the brink of collapse, ravaged by a brutal war against the human kingdom of Gran'le. To gain the upper hand, Quinn plans to infiltrate Gran'le and gather crucial intel on the human kingdom's plans and weaknesses. However, his mission takes an unexpected turn when he's sponsored by a powerful Lord from one of the noble families and offered a place at the prestigious Heavenward Academy. At the heart of Heavenward Academy lies the Selection, a high-stakes competition that determines which students will be promoted to start their training as Paladins – elite mage knights tasked with protecting Gran'le from the ongoing demon threat. The winners of the Selection are hailed as heroes, destined for greatness. Quinn started off at the Academy on a very, very bad day. And now, to make matters worse, he's forced to participate in the Selection. If he wins, he'll be promoted to start his training as a Paladin – the very thing he's supposed to be fighting against. Talk about a recipe for disaster!

The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Something softer. "I missed you terribly," he whispered, the words barely audible, but they resonated through me. ------ Eve, a fashion powerhouse ruling the world's runways, needs a fake boyfriend and fast, to appease her matchmaking mother.   Christopher, a charming, secretive, and dangerously attractive heir to the biggest conglomerate in the country. needs a distraction from his father's unwanted marriage plans. Their solution? A temporary romance brokered through a "rent-a-partner" app. What starts as a mutually beneficial arrangement quickly evolves into a sizzling romance, throw in a jealous childhood crush, a clash of powerful families, and a whirlwind of hilarious misunderstandings, and you've got a recipe for a romance that's as unexpected as it is unforgettable. Will their carefully constructed facade withstand the pressure, or will their fake relationship crumble under the weight of their undeniable, and quite unexpected, love?

°MATURE AUDIENCES• He carried me, my legs wrapped around his waist, while my back rested against the wall. I loved this position when he gave it to me. I thought he was an ordinary man. I thought that since I had already tasted his touch, the dreams of our intimacy always haunting me, I could own him. Finally, as a goddess, I believed I could enjoy myself freely this time, get lost in pleasure, which I could finally savor. I wanted him for myself alone, my personal treasure. But then I began to fall for him. A treasure I thought I could use and discard at will became something I couldn't go a day without. His presence became my weak point, my doom and yet, I couldn't help but embrace him. __________ "They all deserve to die a terrible death." These were the words of the goddess of revenge when the anguished cries of a woman, a victim of relentless domestic violence reached her divine ears. Bound by her sacred duties and forced to wait for the souls of the guilty men to return for judgment, the goddess was patient. For thousands of years, she waited. And when the time came, she descended into the mortal world, inhabiting the body of a young billionaire to exact her divine punishment. Victory was a certainty for her. She had always prevailed, delivering justice to those who deserved it. But this time, her task proved unexpectedly complex. Living under the same roof with her husbands after signing a marriage deal, one of them proved to be no ordinary man. Tristan D'Leon, a vampire, a creature born from the depths of hell, carrying his own mysterious burdens and duties. Their fates intertwined, both driven by obligations they could not ignore. Yet, as time passed, something unthinkable began to take root: love. For Jade, whose purpose was to mete out divine punishment, falling for a millennia-old vampire was unthinkable. Why him? Why now? This was not her first time walking the earth, so why had the will of heaven suddenly shifted? As Jade navigated the complexities of her mission and her growing feelings for Tristan, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. The goddess of revenge, known for her unwavering dedication to justice, was now faced with a daunting question: could she truly fulfill her duty when her heart was no longer aligned with her purpose? ________ This novel is a dark romance and the more you read, the more darker it gets. Don't say I didn't warn ya. Hehehe

A century ago, a catastrophic event unleashes cosmic energy across the globe, it awakens superpowers in millions, huge portals also appeared around the globe vomiting out huge chunks of monstrous creatures. Cities crumble, civilizations teeter on the edge of collapse, and the distinction between hero and villain blurs as humanity fights for survival. --------- In a world where superpowers draw the line between heroes,monsters and villains, one man stands apart Elias Veylen , the wealthiest man on the planet. With a fortune so immense that entire nations and countries bend to his influence, Elias embodies unparalleled intellect and ambition. Yet, amidst gods and monsters, he remains strikingly ordinary, a man without any powers. But Elias refused just to remain ordinary. He has a grand vision: to impose order on chaos and craft a legacy that eclipses even the mightiest superhumans. Armed with his vast wealth, he establishes the White Tower, a global organization dedicated to uniting and empowering heroes under one banner. With cutting edge technology, an extensive intelligence network, and a moral code demanding accountability, all converging to create a beacon of hope in a fractured world. In a world where superpowers reign supreme, how does an ordinary man like Elias navigate such chaos? Can he truly make a difference when everyone else is wielding unimaginable abilities?

'A Culinary Adventure in the Game World!!' Kai never asked for this. One minute, he’s stuck in a dead-end life, barely scraping by. Next, he’s reincarnated into a game world, trapped in the body of the Darklord. But there's a twist—he doesn’t just inherit the Darklord’s power. No, Kai is cursed with something far worse: a Culinary System that can turn food into magic, potions, and weaponry. In a world where culinary prowess is power, Kai has to master his cooking skills to survive. Can he turn scraps into a full course of victories, or will he fall victim to the game's deadly rules? As he navigates treacherous quests, forms unlikely alliances, and battles powerful foes, Kai learns that his new identity as the Darklord isn't just about power—it's about survival. But he's not the only one after the game’s ultimate secrets. A mysterious Crimson Guild, bent on using Kai’s Culinary System to take control of the world, is hot on his heels. To escape this game, Kai will need to unlock the true potential of his cooking, master ancient recipes, and discover how to break free from the game... but can he do all that before the Guild catches up with him? A world of dangerous quests, supernatural enemies, and magic-infused meals await! The Culinary System. The Darklord’s power. And a feast of deadly secrets. The game has just begun.

[WARNING!] [May Contain Adult Scenes... ] A dimensional storm befell Earth, ripping through space in every country and creating paths to dimensional realms. Immortals, gods, demons, angels, and many other creatures from other dimensions came to Earth. However, all the mysterious dimensional realms was incredibly dangerous. Other people risk their lives to venture into the realms, but with my fast regeneration speed, I regenerate from all injuries an instant! A rare relic with 0.01 percent chance at dropping? I will regenerate a clone and make it grind until it drops! ... Forced into dual cultivation by the very woman he loathe, Tyrion took absolute and infinite advantage of it. Reincarnating into the body of a recruit that died during the entrance examination. Methuselah Tyrion woke up into an unknown future/past. [DING!] [God-Level Healing Factor System Activated] [First Level: Peak-human Regeneration: Host would be able to regenerate lost limbs or even massive chunks of their bodies, but usually cannot survive complete brain destruction and will not survive decapitation or being rendered to bits.] [Second Level: Super Enhanced Regeneration: Host would be able to recreate and posses multiple organs such as extra brains, hearts and liver in one body.] [Third Level: Supernatural Regeneration: Host would be able to regenerate multiple body parts and finally be able to create clones!] ... [Tenth Level: ??? ??? ??? ] With a system that awakened and evolved his innate bloodline. He could heal and regenerate, 10,000 times than a normal person in a world stormed by dimensional beasts. [DING!] [Dual cultivation successful] [True Ancient Crimson Dragon Bloodline Inherited!] ... [50 power stones = 1 Extra chapter] [200 Power stones = 2 Extra chapters] [500 power stones = Extra chapters] ... [Gift= Name as Side Character ] ... Comment, review and share. It's the true source of every writer's motivation!

Avery Asteria was far from having anyone's dream job. Family circumstances had him drop out of school and flying around the expanse of space looking for treasure among the discarded trash in an old ship his father had been restoring. It was far from glamorous work, but it was all he could do to earn the money he needed. He was not the only one looking for fortune among the stars, though. One day a score that looked too good to be true led to a run in with a band of pirates. With some quick wits and a bit of luck, Avery managed to escape the worst, but he ended up missing out on collecting the valuable salvage he had his sights on. Having lost a large chunk of his gear in his flight from the pirates, Avery seemed to be truly at the end of his rope. However, a twist of fate led him to discovering an experimental vessel that had been lost to the far reaches of space. With this new ship in his possession, his prospects were looking up. It had everything and more than what any spacefarer could want. And Avery was going to use it to become the leader of the greatest band of mercenaries in the galaxy.

The two men couldn't have looked more out of place on the cold afternoon streets of New Hadepee. The first was a scrawny fellow, no taller than five foot eight, wearing a white shirt marred with ugly reddish-brown stains and a pair of plain tan pants. His companion, by contrast, carried himself with an air of quiet authority—a regal-looking man with a neatly trimmed black beard, wrapped in a great black coat with a red scarf pulled snug around his neck. "I heard the man himself has come back," the one in the stained shirt said, carefully balancing on the curb with his arms outstretched. "Oh? And where did you hear that?" his companion asked, turning his head with amusement to watch the precarious balancing act. "Welp, the sergeant major told me to go down to Olker, so I figured that could only mean he's back," the man in the white shirt replied. "Vistor has close cultural and political ties with the kingdom of Olker. Don't you think it's just a protection job?" the older man in black inquired, a hint of humor in his voice. "Oh, come on, Mang, you know they'd never give someone like me a protection job," the man in the white shirt scoffed, jumping off the curb and spinning around a lamppost. The older man—now known as Mang—came to a halt, reaching into his coat and pulling out an envelope. "Well, Tai, I suppose you're wrong." Mang handed the envelope to him. Tai peeled open the envelope, sliding out the letter and studying it carefully. "Oh wow, so Marlin is marrying the queen of those people?" he asked with a shrug. "She is not a queen. Don't let anyone call her that," Mang snapped. "And if her people weren't so damn difficult, we would have annexed them already." "So we let them succeed but not Gascon? Whose idea was that? They're more like us than those humans are," Tai said, frowning. "Gascon was willing to sell to the Emperor for a small chunk of change," Mang quipped. "The Noctrous family was not." "Ok so what's that matter, all we need is a little persuasion to change their minds? We killed the chief of Gnomandale and sent his stuffed head back to them, then they sold Gnomendale to us. All we need to do to get Olker is beat the hell out of Sylvie and she will sell." Tai folds the letter and places it back into the envelope. "Tai, the people of Vistor don't have the heart to see us beat up the Eladrin people like we did the Gnomes, and plus their Chief tramp Silvye is much too pretty for us to put her head on a stick."  "Welp, it's our loss," Tai muttered, spitting onto the sidewalk. "No, it's not. Not if Chester is back…" Tai frowned. "What's Chester gonna do?" "Last I recall, his fallout with Sylvie wasn't just a petty disagreement. Before he died, he built a fleet of ships and hid them in a cove somewhere. If he wanted revenge, all he'd need is an army." "And who the hell would fight for him?" "The same people who fight for us—the poor." This is a prequel to Then Maker, another story of mine. The writing may feel somewhat outdated compared to my more recent work, but it consists of a series of scenes that occur before the main events of the novel. The description is one of my most recent pieces, which is why it differs in style from the rest of the book.

In search of a mythical food, a young sorceress is selected by a mysterious sender to fight a dangerous bounty hunter, who seeks the recipe to replicate Icnospea, the power that began the Mystic Age. This task forces her to discover dark corners of the Rupestre communal guild and of herself, meeting other mysticians like her, human and non-human, with different realities. Will they be able to cooperate? Will they be able to stop him? What will happen to the guild of communes?

New Synopsis: [WARNING:18+ SCENES AHEAD] I bullied the future mafia boss, and now he owns me—body, mind, and soul. Lucas thrived on tormenting Dimitri, a fragile boy trapped by his mafia family’s expectations. But after Lucas is institutionalized, their connection is severed, leaving Dimitri alone to claw his way to the top. Years later, Lucas returns, expecting the same weak boy—only to find Dimitri transformed into a ruthless overlord who now craves control over him. What should’ve been revenge turns into a twisted obsession. Dimitri doesn’t just want payback; he wants Lucas—mind, body, and soul. And for the first time, Lucas feels exhilarated by the idea of losing control. Drawn into the deadly mafia underworld, their toxic love story unfolds through betrayals, bloodshed, and power struggles. Together, they are unstoppable—a force of chaos, passion, and destruction. But in this world, love is just another form of power, and only the most ruthless survive. Please note: Lucas's personality is deeply inspired by real-life serial killers, with his actions and behavior reflecting their dark nature from the very beginning. If you're sensitive to such content, I strongly advise against reading this novel. After all, what happens when a serial killer enters a relationship with someone who can conceal his darkest secrets? Well, that's a recipe for disaster.

Duchess Chloe Vattenberg is a spineless softy at the mercy of society snobs, disparaging servants, and a cold husband. When an office worker (and recovering pushover) awakens as Chloe, she can’t believe it. But she’s DONE with this pity party, so let's make it a tea party! Each cup is perfectly brewed to defeat prejudices and coffee-predilections— and served with a side of business savvy— but is it enough to stir her husband and bring Chloé the respect she deserves? Come spill the tea with Chloe!

Falling for your grumpy best friend is a recipe for disaster...or the best kind of chaos? This hilarious romance proves that sometimes, the best love stories are the ones you never planned.

Annabeth, 23, known far and wide as The Mistress of Despair, has a well-earned reputation for ruthlessness, ambition, and a flair for theatrics. But even she isn't prepared when a strange, infuriatingly powerful boy suddenly appears in her home and—without so much as a dramatic monologue—utterly crushes her. Death is supposed to be the end, but not for Annabeth. Instead, she’s yanked back to her first breath, forced to relive her cursed life from the very beginning. Her mother? Mysteriously dead during childbirth. Her father? Poisoned by a scheming wife before Annabeth even loses her baby teeth. The only constants in her life are her overpowered, possibly psychopathic uncle and the haunting certainty of her own downfall. Rather than reflect, repent, or pursue a quiet life, Annabeth decides on a simpler solution: become even more terrifying. After all, absolute power should be enough to defeat anyone, even the mysterious man who keeps showing up to kill her. Right? Right? Every plan, every spell, every life leads to the same humiliating conclusion: defeat, rebirth, repeat. It’s enough to give even The Mistress of Despair an existential crisis. When a runaway slave crosses her path, offering her a glimpse of happiness and hope, Annabeth begins to wonder if redemption—or even escape—is possible. But her past isn't done with her, and every rebirth tightens the chains that bind her to an unending cycle of torment. Can Annabeth break free, or is she doomed to be the architect of her own misery forever? ************************************************************************************* "If you’re going to make an entrance, make it unforgettable." "And if you can’t manage unforgettable, at least go for dramatic." ************************************************************************************* Given her past, Annabeth calling someone else a witch—or worse, a b*tch—was laughably hypocritical. But honestly, what's a little hypocrisy from someone who once killed children just to avoid the inconvenience of them growing up and seeking revenge for their dead parents? ************************************************************************************* "I’m a skinny guy—I can’t handle the big chunks you’re talking about. Why don’t you take them since, you know, you’re already halfway to turning into a boulder?" the skinny man smirked. "Watch it, Ollie! I was just trying to be generous since you look like a strong breeze might finish you off!" Lord Brodie shot back, his face reddening under his double chin. ************************************************************************************* "Look, I’m not saying it’s okay to fall apart. But it happens. It happens to everyone. What matters in the end is what you do with the pieces. No matter how many times you shatter, I’ll pick up every single shard." "Even if it tears me apart to see you hurting, I’ll still put you back together. And even if I have to hold you together with my own two hands, I’ll make sure you stand whole again." ************************************************************************************* Don't forget to add the book to your collections so that you may see updated chapters when I upload them. P.S.: Feedback, comments, reviews and gifts are welcome. P.P.S: Power stones are welcome too. P.P.P.S? (Really?): Especially power stones. :P P.P.P.P.S (I swear it's the last one): If you're a beginner writer too, comment the title of your book so that I can provide a review and some feedback. Maybe even a shiny new Power Stone...

Struck by lightning, she woke up in a world that had never heard of tofu. Armed with modern knowledge and a plate of ambition, Lin Wei is ready to turn a humble bean into a culinary empire. But can a single mother survive jealous neighbors, scheming rivals, and the lure of ancient royalty? In a land where tradition rules, she’s about to rewrite the recipe for success—one block of tofu at a time.

After dying unexpectedly, she was reborn as a ten-year-old little girl in an ancient farming family, with barely a few rooms in her house and even fewer acres of land, not to mention a household of the old, weak, sick, and disabled. Fortunately, the elders in the family were kind and honest, her brothers loving and good-natured, and the neighbors harmonious and friendly. For Yang Mengchen, who had suffered from her relatives' torment and endured all sorts of mockery and scolding since she was young, this was truly a blessing from heaven. To support the family she loved, she resolutely took on the heavy responsibility of providing for them. If she, a modern corporate CEO who had once dominated the business world, couldn't feed a family, then who could? Pharmaceutical recipes, building greenhouses, opening storefronts... Not only did her family start living a comfortable and prosperous life, but she also led the surrounding villages in creating a magnificent pastoral scene! With money and fame, as she grew up, Yang Mengchen decided it was time to choose a husband, and thus, young talents from around the world began to flock to her. Who knew a grim-faced god of death would be blocking the entrance to the Yang family's home? "You're too tall, you're too short, you're too fat, you're too skinny, you're too dark, you're too pale, you're uneducated, you're deceitful and sly... All eliminated!" In a moment, the entrance was empty, and Yang Mengchen was instantly furious, "Prince, you've driven everyone away. How am I supposed to choose a husband now?" "I would like to see who dares to marry you. I wouldn't mind sending him to the Underworld as a groom!" Yang Mengchen... A certain Prince counted his merits on his fingers: "I have power, prestige, and substance, no concubines, no secret love affairs, no gallivanting— I embody the standards of a husband's three obediences and four virtues... In short, only I, this unparalleled good man, am worthy of you!" The guards: Oh wise and valiant Prince, is it really good to be so lacking in your role as a husband?

A story that tells the life of a girl named Carlotte who has a dream of becoming a great pharmacist who can help many people. the rigors of life become a challenge for carlotte to achieve her dreams.

Charlie, a hardened U.S army veteran, with 15years of experience in army, shredded body,angular face and blue piercing eyes ,had left the battlefield behind, ready to live a quiet life. But when the zombie apocalypse shattered the world, he was dragged back into the fight. On a high-stakes mission, he was bitten—marked for death in a world where no one survives the infection. But Charlie isn’t like anyone else. He didn’t die. Instead, he woke up stronger, immune to the disease. Then, out of nowhere, a glowing window appeared in front of him, offering a reward that would change everything. Skill point Added : 2 [New Blueprint Unlocked] [New Crafting recipe Unlocked] [CLAIM]

I love to cook and throw things together so im going to think about some recipes for yall who like to cook to try

As the world greeted the coming of a new year, our MC has been whisked through the passage of time back to the presumed time of the Big Bang. One way or another he survived the ordeal and became part of the Earth, by being its Core. (Warning* Actually the story will have bits and pieces of history mixed in with fantasy chunks and just a different story to anything else that I know of. Having the main start of the story at the beginning of the 21st century with time skips. I will try to avoid it as much as I can but yeah, no promises.)

Lucian finds himself thrust into a dark, unforgiving wizarding world after transmigrating. Just when he thought he’d face this grim reality alone, a unique system activates—a Master Teacher System, unlike any typical cheat ability. No skill points, no data chip assistance; instead, this system urges him to guide students, fostering growth and learning. Teaching students rewards him with advanced knowledge. Supporting and caring for students brings generous bonuses. [Notification: Your student has mastered the potion "Kruz's Cough"; congratulations, you've obtained the improved recipe "Kruz's Cough (Enhanced)!" ] [Notification: Your student has mastered the spell "Fireball"; congratulations, you've learned the advanced version "Greater Fireball!" ] [Notification: Your student successfully crafted the artifact "Pale Mask"; congratulations, you've obtained the crafting manual "Pale Mask (Enhanced)!" ] At first, Lucian wanted to reject this unconventional path. But after experiencing the perks of "teaching students and watching himself grow," he starts to embrace his role. Before long, he’s convinced—this Master Teacher System might just be more powerful than any mystical treasure. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I'm translating this novel for fun, and I wanted to share a quick note: the original author, 不包熟的西瓜 (Unripe Watermelon), has already dropped the story at chapter 265. Currently, I only have access to chapters up to 82. If anyone knows a way to access the source material for free, please let me know so that I can continue translating!

A quiet tapestry of interconnected lives, “Subtle Family Threads” follows an extended family dispersed across different cities, tied together by shared memories and simple acts of care. Without explosive secrets or grand legacies, these individuals navigate the ordinary twists of daily existence—an overlooked postcard in the mail, a phone call on a Sunday afternoon, the lingering scent of old recipe books—and discover the delicate strength of their ties.

Victor, a once-renowned Michelin-starred chef, finds himself summoned to a bizarre world ruled by the Demon King. Stripped of his ordinary life, he is thrust into a chaotic realm where he must run the Demon King's Tavern, serving a variety of creatures, from demons to mythical beasts. With the help of a magical *Gourmet System*, Victor must master the culinary arts of this new world while navigating the challenges of a tavern owner. As Victor struggles to adapt, he learns that his culinary skills are crucial not just for profit but for survival. When a horde of goblins threatens the village of Stonehaven, Victor teams up with local warriors, including the fierce Grom and the resourceful Lyra, to defend their home. Together, they face unexpected challenges, employing clever tactics and traps to fend off the goblin raid. With each battle, Victor discovers new recipes, forms bonds with his quirky customers, and even uncovers the dark secrets of the Demon King’s realm. As he navigates the intricacies of tavern life and the dangers of this chaotic world, Victor realizes that his true calling may not just be to serve delicious food but to unite the creatures of this realm against a common enemy. *The Demon King’s Gourmet Tavern* is a tale of adventure, camaraderie, and the power of culinary creativity, blending humor and action in a magical setting where every dish tells a story.

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