Rho Aias

All is fair in love and war, but unlike all other fairytale stories with untold happy ever Afters this is our reality.... All I ever known in my life is chaos, hatred, pain and confusion.... happiness?....Do I even dare say that word?...it sounded weird. To diacom I am their most treasured possession, their infinite weapon for Mass destruction....to humanity I am Earth's degeneration To him....I am his light and salvation...I am Alithaia ..... Some people call me AIA...but in reality I am Diablos... death if you may"

Evangeline "Eve" Cross, a struggling artist, suddenly met a stolen artifact that joins her fate to Cassian Rho, a man cursed to be moving up and down between life and death. As they are being pursued by those who are alao interested to get the artifact's power, Eve and Cassian must try to understand the truth behind the curse before it eats them both up. But every answer comes at a cost, and their increasing relationship might be the only sacrifice. With danger and desire spreading, Eve and Cassian must choose between making the curse ineffective or preserving the costly relationship that may be their only salvation.

"Not everything is for free!!! I bet you never had to work hard for success! Instead you probably just played around while your dad does everything for you!" He shouted. Riku Takahashi and Aia Suzuki has never met each other and yet their families are already arranging their marriage to each other. Both of their families are wealthy, but with their differences things can get a bit rough. Riku sees the world as full of selfish and needy people who only gains fortune and fame through their children, but Aia sees the world as kind people with dreams and good hearts. But with their differences pushed aside they are the worlds most flawless soon to be married couple. Until the unexpected happened....

She's a warrior on her own - to be exact, a wounded warrior.

Kematian adalah akhir dari segalanya. Semua orang pernah mendengar kalimat itu, dan mereka mempercayainya. namun, aku tidak sependapat. Kata 'akhir dari segalanya' tidak dapat mendeskripsikan keadaanku saat ini. Kalimat tersebut akan lebih sempurna jika diterapkan seperti ini. Kematian adalah akhir dari sebuah kehidupan, dan juga sebuah awal untuk cerita baru... Aku Vcoel, akan mencatat seluruh perjalananku di dunia baru ini... One Piece!!!

Seorang mantan pembunuh bayaran mati dalam menjalankan misi. dia dijebak oleh agen dan teman akrabnya sendiri. namun, takdir tidak menyerah padanya. Toni sang assasin ternyata dikirim ke dunia lain dan mulai menjalani hidup barunya disana.

Maiara Quinn Aurino lived in a province for two years. She can't remember anything about her past including her personal information because of an accident. While Greyson Claude Pajavera is the CEO of AIA company, aside from his bossy personality, he's trying to move on about what happened two years ago because his wife left him and his son. Greyson just thinks that she's already dead because she never come back, besides, his wife left them for another man. But now things change because Maiara Aurino, known as his wife, is now applying as Greyson Pajavera's personal assistant. ——— This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Please do not distribute, reproduced, or transmitted this story in any form or by any means without the permission of the author. PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME‼️

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After picking up a mysterious cube left on the floor Spencer Latson Gets the power of black magic which he can control at will but with this, He’s hunted by the people who created the cube codenamed “Rubix” He must fight to control himself and try not to get killed with the help of his Friends Jack Rix, Jordyn Aia and his older brother Brooklynn

What would you do if you were reincarnated as the main character of an otome game? Well, for Rho it is to save the villainess. Rho von crestess, the youngest general from the powerful Echethiernation’s army. While fighting a war, she fell in battle. Now finding herself in the shoes of the main character of her favourite otome game she only has one goal in mind, to find new allies and to lend the villainess a helping hand. (Please note there will be trigger warnings present in this novel, viewer discretion is advised.)

On a hamlitonian era, strange waves were received by the big mouthed antennas of IASA. It was recognised that a strange noise was transmitted from planet 'rho' While in earth, people in the mission control was confused of a unknown transmission coming through, the next morning. People to people, 1 to 100 100 to 1000 and so on were being infected by the strange noise. People's faces were deformed, bloody and disgusting. That day, the whole world was woken into an unknown wave which could potentially destroy the human kind

In her family zhi Roh is the youngest.she had two brothers...both of them are over protective towards zhi Roh.In Beijing her family is in the list of top 10 richest family. yang chen,he is the youngest billioner in china.His family is the richest in Beijing ...He has one younger brother. "Rho..we are very happy that you marrying yang chen".

"Ah fuck." [Welcome host! Congratulations for being granted, yet another opportunity to reincarnate. Please press start to gain automatic 100 points.] Aia Kenji was a normal overworked Japanese worker who liked nothing but reading books. One fortunate (unfortunate) day, she died a peaceful (gruesome) death in the hands of her lover and transmigrated in a trashy, shitty, totally useless waste of paper, F-Rated novel that was criticized by the readers of chunchun platform for its grade school writing style. Trust me when I say though, that transmigrating is the least of her problems right now. After all, she have died-- not one, not two, no three, but thirteen times. Whether she becomes an obedient pet, a kind master, a powerful villain, a cute heroine, or an npc you can't see in the background- her death, is absolute. That was until, the system made a mistake. "You know what? Fuck this. Fuck the Gods, Fuck this system, Fuck everything! I'm so fed up. Alright, you damned system, It's time you burn in hell. Click option, delete the system." [Yes host, commencing the operating: Delete sys-- WAIT WAIT WAIT WHAT?! HOW DARE YOU DELETE ME?! IF I FAIL THIS MISSION ONE MORE TIME, YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S GOING TO DIE---Ah shit.] "Oho, so you're not just a system." [...] "It's a little bit too late for that buddy. Alright, you better listen to me before I blow both of our heads off." [....Bloody hell] Status: On-going Warning: This is a reverse-harem based novel. Once again, This is not a harem but a reverse-harem which showcases one female and multiple male partners. Disclaimer: The photo used for the book cover is not mine. If the owner wants me to take the cover down, Please message me and I will gladly do so. Thank you!

Mă tem ,dar totuși nu mă tem încă mai am speranță sau poate că și acea fărâmă de tărie se va evapora curând. Nu mai am lacrimi să mai plâng sau poate mai am dar nu mai vreau ,nu mai vreau să simt cum și mai multă durere se instalează în inima mea în acel organ prin care trăiesc și cu care ar trebui să simt fericire,iubire poate,dar am prea multe gânduri deșarte.Pentru mine acea inimă e doar un organ care mă ține în viață chiar dacă aș prefera să mor , să închid ochii odată pentru totdeauna în această viață și mai apoi să-i deschid în altă viață. Singurul meu strop de fericire sau liniște pentru că fericire ,e prea mult spus ,și acesta a rămas atunci când muncesc sau închid pleoapele pentru câteva ore ,atunci când trupul meu nu simte durere dar și atunci mintea mi-e prădată de durerea gândurilor ce sălășluiesc în mintea mea atunci când am liniștea necesară să mai mă adun și pot să visez la un alt viitor ,un vis prea departe de adevăr.Prea departe... Durerea se resimte dar se risipește ușor , ușor ,fiecare picătură de sânge ce pică pe cimentul rece și pătat de alte vărsări la fel de dure și inimaginabile pentru unii, are acum amprenta urletelor și durerii mele imprimată în culoarea sa. Dar se spune că ce nu te omoară te întărește . Adevărat. Dar cred că m-am întărit destul ,nu mai am nevoie ,deja sunt distrusă de când sunt aici ,de când nu mai știu ce e aia fericire ,libertate ,nu mai știu nici să zâmbesc,tortura primită ani la rând mi-a dat ocazia ca pe chip să am mereu lacrimi ,sânge și vânătăi ,un tablou perfect pentru acești psihopați ce mi-au mâncat viața. Viața mi-e un calvar mereu activ ,mereu cu noi bătăi scrise cu sânge în filele vieții mele. Îmi adun toată forța pe care o mai am în mine și îmi strâng picioarele la piept pentru a-mi odihni capul pe acestea ,acum cât am timp. Aerul rece ce intră pe fereastra spartă îmi provocă mici valuri de șocuri reci de parcă cineva se joacă cu o lamă pe pielea mea vânătă și vopsită în culori roși și move. Ignor asta pentru că oricum nu am ce face .Îmi privesc mâinile ce îmi tremură mai ceva ca o gelatină abia scoasă de la frigider. Oare ce am făcut atât de rău să primesc o soartă atât de nemiloasă?