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Jessica walked out of the airport as her luggage was picked up. She looked sideways and she saw a man, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, with an extraordinary appearance, and the movements of dragging luggage were elegant. The man took a few steps forward and suddenly at her. "Hello. Miss Jessica. Shall we go now?" His low voice sounded. Uh. So this man knows her. But she certain that she do not know the other party at all, and obviously, the other party does not have the consciousness of introducing or explaining himself. For a moment, she came forward to take back her luggage. "Wait. But I don't know you."

Petite Princess VS Rough Khan On their wedding day, Yelu Yan told Li Xianyun that apart from affection, he could provide her with endless wealth and honor. After the marriage, he indeed kept his promise, cherishing her in the palm of his hand. Little did he know, the more he cherished her, the deeper she burrowed into his heart, right to the very top. Not long after the political marriage with the Khitans, Li Xianyun gradually noticed earth-shattering changes around her: Initially, the commoners who disliked her began to worship her as a deity... The court officials accusing her of bewitching their lord were now pleading with her to consummate the marriage with the Khan... The most perplexing of all was her husband in name; wasn’t he the one who said he wouldn't give her emotional affection? Why was he always following her around? Little theater scene 1: One day, Yelu Yan cornered Li Xianyun against the wall. “Why are you avoiding this Khan?” “They say you might have taken a liking to your servant.” “Remove ‘might’, isn’t it obvious enough from how this Khan acts?” “But you said you wouldn’t give your servant emotional affection.” Yelu Yan held his forehead; he had indeed said too many foolish things. “The Han people always say that one should start a family and then establish a career; clearly, the two are not in conflict.” Little theater scene 2: The sun had risen high, yet Yelu Yan was still clinging to Li Xianyun. “Get up quickly, I have to leave. There are patients on the street waiting for my consultation, the good fields to the west need irrigation, the homestead plots in the east need measuring, and I have to oversee the silk reeling and dyeing... Uh...” “Your husband is a patient, don’t you care for him?” Li Xianyun looked at the man tough enough to rival ten bulls and was utterly speechless.

[Agricultura]+[Espacio]+[Conmovedor]+[Prosperidad]+[Derrotando a la Escoria] Mo Yan, reducida a cenizas por una explosión, renació en tiempos antiguos, convirtiéndose en una pequeña niña de granja huyendo de la hambruna! Sobre ella, un padre Erudito amable y guapo - ¡nada mal! Debajo de ella, un par de hermanos menores vivaces y adorables - ¡muy bien! Pero realmente, ¡se sentía como morir de nuevo, sabes? Está en fuga, pasar sin comida, bebida o refugio es una cosa, pero tener siempre que protegerse de tipos malos que podrían capturarla para llenar sus vientres es otra! Afortunadamente, su Espacio actualizable de la vida anterior la siguió, pero ¿qué diablos - ese asombroso Espacio con montañas, agua y carne para comer había sido formateado! Frente a una situación desesperada, Mo Yan reavivó su espíritu de lucha: ¡Qué importa si está formateado, aún haré fortuna y construiré mi riqueza justo al pie de la Ciudad Imperial! Tallando montañas, plantando huertos, comprando tiendas, construyendo casas... ¡ni una menos! Pero... ¡hay tantos envidiosos problemáticos! ¿Tu granja es tuya? Aquí, te atraparé hasta la muerte sin discusión! ¿Quieres ser mi madrastra? Bien, te enviaré un montón de viudos! ¿Madre buscándote? Aquí, toma los papeles de divorcio, quédatelos, ¡no me agradezcas! ... ¿Qué? ¿Un hombre guapo está proponiendo? Uh, esto... ¿debería lanzarme a él? PS: 1. Insistir en la agricultura sin vacilar + peleas domésticas atípicas + sin intrigas palaciegas 2. El estilo de escritura es bastante serio, y los valores son normales (sin excluir los ocasionales caprichos del autor) Enlaces a trabajos completados: [Niña de Granja Abandonada: Un Hermoso Campo] Enlace: http://read.xxsy.net/info/527965.html [La Hija Legítima del General que No Puede Ser Subestimada] Enlace: http://read.xxsy.net/info/473776.html

Everyone knows the classic Cinderella story. A prince who falls in love with a commoner and unintentionally rescues her from her abusive household. But… What if Cinderella were a prideful young man, and the prince… was a princess who could barely admit her own feelings? Oh. The things people will do for love. The illegitimate son from the Xie family is laughed at the aristocratic circle. Proud, aloof, and undeniably rude, he’s everything but likable. His only saving graces are his unmatched grades and a face that could stop traffic. Yang Qinru, the "tyrant" of Imperial Academy, is no damsel in distress. With a bat in one hand and wit sharp enough to cut steel, she’s both feared and respected. But behind her rebellion is a girl who’s unafraid to take what she wants—even if it’s someone as infuriating as Xie Xinglin. ... "You’re kind of cute,” Yang Qinru mumbled, her cheeks betraying her with a faint pink hue. "What was that?" Xie Xinglin looked up, frowning. "I said you look like you crawled out of a garbage can!" she snapped, cheeks flaming as she spun on her heel and stormed off. Later, Wang Ye leaned in with a sly grin. "Boss, you into him? Like, fantasizing-about-him kind of into him?" Yang Qinru shot him a glare. "Like who?" "You know… him. Do you, like, daydream about holding his hand and skipping through fields of flowers or something?" She snorted. "Of course not! What kind of nonsense—?" She paused, her voice dropping to a mumble. "It's not like I imagine us getting married, building a house in the countryside, and adopting five cats or anything." Wang Ye blinked, stunned. "Uh… boss, that’s oddly specific." "Shut up!" she barked, shoving him away. This isn’t your typical fairy tale. When the "Cinderella" isn’t waiting to be saved, and the "prince" has his own walls to break down, what’s left is a whirlwind romance of rivalry, sarcasm, and reluctant confessions. After all, love doesn’t always follow the script.

[Disclaimer: Explicit Content and Profanity +18] Author: 인생뉴비 -------------------------------- OnlyFans. It's a platform where famous influencers sell exclusive content for money. Could be photos, videos, or even drawings. While it was originally used for all sorts of things, it’s now mostly known as a place to sell explicit adult material at a premium. "I hear people are making bank on OnlyFans these days." "Really?" I had no idea why they were talking about this. I stayed glued to my corner, trying not to draw attention to myself. Who knows what they’d do if they noticed me. I needed to be invisible. I am air. I am air! ""But who would they even shoot it with?" "Well, you need a guy, right? Some dude to be in it." "A guy? Hmm..." Who, though? The gal bullies started brainstorming, trying to figure out where they could find a guy for this. Then the conversation died. Uh oh. What’s with the sudden, creepy silence? "Hold on… don't we have one right here?" "Oh shit, yeah." Every single eye in the group turned to me. Ice ran down my spine. "This loser's a guy, right?". --------------------------------------- This work is a personal translation of the original novel "여자 일진들이 나를 먹음" authored by 인생뉴비. The book cover isn't the original set by the author, but an AI generated one mimicking the original. The real cover was denied by Webnovel, but you can check it out by searching the novel Korean name. #ModernFantasy #UrbanFantasy #Harem #Sliceoflife #Delinquents #TteokFantasy #Schoollife #smut #+18 #koreannovel #bulliedMC #LuckyMC #Beauties #Campus #Fantasy #Romance #Romancy #genuisMC

"How did a perfectly fine magic world invested by ghosts?" Aya looked at the ghosts in front of her silently and raised her hand to cast a spell. She came to the past and wanted to change the tragedy written in the history books. But how did these ghosts come with her too? Ah, will she cause early destruction of the world? Uh... ... "Teacher, if I tell you that I didn't mean it, would you stop being angry?" Aya trembled when she looked at the man in front of her. She didn't meant to offend him! "Oh?" Her teacher looks back and smiled faintly. Did she think she could escape after provoking him? "Ah, ah, ah...." Aya swore that she didn't mean to provoke her young teacher. But it seemed that it was inevitable? QAQ

In a world where gods bicker like siblings, heroes flex for fame, and magic flows as freely as tavern ale, one unlucky soul gets the reincarnation deal of a lifetime—well, almost. Waking up in a fluffy body with twitchy ears and a tail that won't stop wiggling, our protagonist quickly realizes his new life isn’t exactly the stuff of epic ballads. He’s not a fearsome dragon, a dashing swordsman, or even a mildly threatening goblin. Nope. He’s a rabbit—a cute, pint-sized ball of fluff with "snack" written all over him. But hey, when life gives you carrots, you make stew… or, uh, figure out how not to become rabbit stew. Armed with quick wits, an absurd amount of luck, and a knack for dodging death by hopping around, this hare-raising adventure sees him hopping through a magical world full of danger, absurdity, and even romance. (Who knew some people were into rabbits?!) With gods watching his every move, adventurers mistaking him for loot, and predators thinking he looks delicious, one thing’s for sure: it’s not easy being prey. But with a little cunning and maybe some help from a snarky companion or two, he might just prove that even the smallest creature can have the biggest bite.

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

Yu Holea was a genius ghost exorcist. Cursed for being a loner she embraced the path of exorcism. At the age of 26, she died. Opening her eyes she realized that she has transmigrated to a character who has the same name as her. Yu Holea was the newly found young miss of the Yu Family. Though everyone disliked her since for them Yu Mei is the true young miss. Everyone looks down on her even her biological brothers. Her Eldest Brother, "Don't even try to get close to me. I hate gold diggers like you. Yu Mei come I will bring you to shopping." Her Gentle Second Brother," The door to get out of here is on the left. Remember not to bully Yu Mei" Her Third Brother, "Uh, don't let me see your disgusting face. Let me see my cute Yu Mei's Face" However, Yu Holea ignored them. She was used to all of this. She focused on her career and earning money instead of love. She was penniless? Huh, she has a long queue of bigshots begging to give her money. Her business empire expands from City S to Capital. She was untalented? She can even summon thunders!! At a high-end party, one of the relatives of the Yu Family saw Yu Holea surrounded by the bigshot of different fields and was shocked to the core. Just as everyone was confused her three brothers arrived and started pampering her. "Lea'er do you want to eat strawberry cake? Call me Big Brother I will feed you the cake." "Lea them, here drink this juice, by the way, why don't you call me Second Brother?" "Little Sister don't listen to them I will protect you from everyone, you just have to call me Third brother." A certain Handsome, Ceo of a top 10 company, "Lea Baby, when are you going to say yes to my proposal?" Yu Holea: Why is everyone looking at her with a doting glance? Follow Yu Holea in her adventure filled with thriller, suspense, and pampering.

With a nightmarish start, Luo Tianfan unexpectedly finds himself transported to a "parallel universe." Tales of Strange Rules? Death escapes? Mafia? Outergod Invasion? A nightmarish start? No, no, no… The danger level of this 'parallel universe' rivals that to the novel settings I read in my past life, like The Descent of Eerie Creatures, apocalyptic worlds, and invasions of otherworldly beasts. And when Luo Tianfan discovers that the ability that will be accompanying him through life is [Order]- Sequence 257 : [Scarecrow], he felt like the world had abandoned him.. -What kind of ability is a Scarecrow?! -What?! You’re telling me even a chef can slay gods? -Uh???! A Butcher that can chop down rules? -Huh? You're saying a firefighter can extinguish a volcanic eruption? Well, that’s a relief. —Thus began his bizarre journey.

"Mana to breathe, mana to eat, mana to fucking live," Inhale: -0.001 MP… oops! You're out of mana points. (Pay-to-breathe RPG.) Humanity's last walled stronghold. _____ In the world Elio lives, every gasp of air comes at a price. A floating indestructible book for every human, a magical system that turns survival into a pay-to-breathe RPG. Here, poverty isn't just being broke, it's choking. Surrounded by barren land and a sea of monsters on top of it (No water, just literal monsters), each day is a suffocating dance of survival, a balancing act between mana for air and mana for food. In this economy, holding your breath isn't just a game, it's a retirement plan. Driven by desperation (and the city's miserly rulers that don’t cut anyone a break), Elio dives into the Book System’s trials to save his family. Along the way, he unlocks powers he didn’t ask for and starts to figure out... Who he really is. Immerse yourself in an adventure where one young man's stubborn refusal to become a statistic could spark a revolution. Who knew being a pain in the system's rear could change the world? Because in Elio's world, breathing is just the beginning of the revolution and... he's gasping for change. But hey, who said saving the world had to be all doom and gloom? Join Elio as he kicks monster butt, uncovers ancient secrets, and maybe, just maybe, figures out how to grow a tree or two along the way. __________ Warning: May contain traces of world domination, an unhealthy obsession with the periodic table, damage points, progression math, and yes, even a sprinkle of that old "power of friendship" magic. Because sometimes, you need a buddy to help you remember which element does what or even help you calculate those sweet, sweet stats. A quick heads-up: Despite what the cover might suggest, this isn’t a hack-and-slash adventure. Think more along the lines of a turn-based RPG, where strategy and choices matter as much as action. Get ready for a different kind of challenge! If you want to know more about the cover: Yep, that's our first FL crying and crossing the transparent barrier straight into a pixelated, indistinguishable sea of monsters. Because why not mix emotions with chaos? She's crazy like that! (Not really... or is she?) Discord to check the visuals: https://discord.gg/W3CjfC2cw4 I’m still working on it in the little moments I find between writing, editing, making more character images, etc. Little by little, we’ll have a Poked... uh, a full SummonDex! Meanwhile, you can check out the ones on Fandom with their... funny descriptions? Or at least I hope so... orz __________ Happy New Year! I just wanted to take a moment to express my heartfelt gratitude for all your incredible support. This journey wouldn’t be the same without each of you, and I’m beyond thankful to have you here. May this new year bring you joy, success, and all the things you’re hoping for. Here’s to a brighter future! Thank you for being part of this story. Cheers to 2025! Thank you so much for reading! (∿°○°)∿ ︵ ︵ ︵ ︵ ︵ ǝʌol

Theron and Kael have been inseparable since childhood—a clever, sarcastic gnome and a confident, troublemaking werewolf prince. Together, they’ve terrorized their teachers, stolen cookies from the palace kitchens, and declared themselves “brothers for life.” But when Theron accidentally discovers he’s Kael’s fated mate, he knows the universe must have made a mistake. Why? Because Kael has spent years describing his dream mate in nauseating detail: “Big-breasted, long-haired, and so hot they’d melt snow just by walking into a room.” Theron stares at his reflection. Flat chest? Check. Short hair? Double check. Definitely not hot enough to melt snow. The Moon Goddess must be having a bad day. His solution? Pretend he doesn’t know. Ignorance is bliss, right? Hide, Gnomes were best at hiding. Except Kael eventually finds out. And chaos ensues. “You’re my mate?” “Uh… no, I’m not. You’ve got the wrong gnome. Goodbye!” Theron yells, making a break for it. Kael isn’t having it. He chases him down like a wolf on a hunt. “You think you can outrun me? You’re like, three .” “Four feet!” Theron snaps, before getting tackled. Now, Theron is stuck with a mate who won’t take no for an answer. “You said you like big-breasted girls! Look at me—I’m a twig!” Kael shrugs, grinning. “I’ve decided I like twigs.” “What about long hair?” “Yours is short, but it’s cute.” Theron throws up his hands. “I’m not sexy!” Kael smirks. “Not yet. But give me some time.”

“Who are you?” The voice said who stared at Roselina with curiosity in his gaze. Roselina opened her eyes and saw the man's face and jumped to sit upright on the bed with a scream. She tried to get off the bed but felt soreness between her legs and realized she had slept with the man and lost her virginity to him. “Go away.” She screamed without looking at the man's face as he left the bed for the bathroom. He didn’t meet her in the room before he came back as she left with no traces. Roselina drove home looking rough and sad, crying while driving back. She met her father with his wife. “Where have you been since yesterday? Look at you, you spent your night out there with whom?” Her father yelled at her. “And who are you to ask me that? You're not my father, why yell at me like that, do you even care?” Rosalina yelled back with tears. 20 hours ago...(Yesterday)... “Don’t worry, father, I'll disappear as you want,” Rosalina yelled to her father, who was fuming with anger, his eyes all red. “How dare you raise your voice at me, you unfilial daughter.” Mr Kim Hyun Woo yelled at Rose, who was not going to engage with whom he wanted her to marry. “I dare, father, I have told you I don’t love him, U-Jin is just my friend and yet you’re forcing me to get engaged to someone I don’t love for your reasons… you can just choose your second daughter to marry him, okay.” Rose yelled and ran to her room, locking herself up. “Honey, why don’t you just leave her since she won’t listen, after all, she’s not your daughter.” Mr Kim Hyun Woo's wife, whose name was Yeri, said, rolling her eyes. “If she’s not going to do what I want, then she should leave my house.” Mr Kim Hyun Woo said angrily while Rose came out of her room and unknowingly, heard them. “What! Did she just say I’m not your daughter?” Rose said, shocked and unable to believe what she heard. Mr Kim Hyun Woo was shocked to see her because they thought she was in the room. “Huh… well… uh” Mr. Kim Hyun Woo didn’t find suitable words as he stuttered, but Rosalina stormed out angrily with tears, entered her car, and drove with speed as she couldn’t believe she was just a bastard of the Kim family. “I’m not going back to that house,” Roselina muttered to herself with tears as she tried calling her friend’s number, but it was off. Then she decided to go to her house, but she didn’t find her at home as her door was locked. Rosalina was so sad and thought of going to the hotel and spending her night there, but she drove to a club to have fun, maybe she could forget all she had on her mind. POV This is Roselina, but her Korean name is Yoona. She lost her mother when she was ten, who died of a heart attack the day her father confessed he had a wife and a daughter but later brought them to the mansion. Mrs. Min-Ji didn’t look like she was hurt and accepted the fact that her husband married and had a daughter secretly and brought them to the mansion because of how much she loved him. But things changed when Mrs. Yeri and her daughter started living in the mansion and always caused trouble, especially with her daughter. When Rose and Mrs. Yeri's daughter are fighting, Mr. Kim Hyun Woo takes Mrs. Yeri’s side, shouts, and yells at Roselina’s mother. The day they fought, Mr. Hyun Woo refused to see Mrs. Min Ji, who was having a hard time in her room, crying until she started having a hard time breathing and died from a heart attack. QUESTION...… Who was the young man? Do you think their one-night stand was destiny? Would destiny get them to meet again after that night? How would Roselina live her life when she found out she was pregnant? Are you curious to know about this novel? Okay, let’s look into this story and grab our popcorn as we check into this serial novel and find out what it has for us.

Follow Instagram @sere_nity_lee for new info novel of Serenity Lee [Mature content] [WSA 2022] || Vol 1-3 END "So, you are, my lecturer?" Audia asked as the two of them were on their way in Alvin's private car. Alvin cleared his throat once. "Yes, that is so." "No wonder I feel like I know your face," said Audia, matching her memory. "What do you teach, huh?" "Architecture." Audia nodded her head while her mouth formed an 'o' shape. 'Uh? .... Wait ... what?' Suddenly the nerves of her brain suppress the memory in the hippocampus. "Mr. Mandala?" Audia asked for sure. Which immediately got a nod from Alvin. "No way!" Audia screamed in disbelief. Her eyes narrowed at Alvin. "Why?" asked Alvin in surprise. A Mandala H, that's what Audia remembers when the new lecturer introduced himself when he first taught. Wearing a plaid shirt, smooth hair, neatly slicked back, glasses always perched on his sharp nose. Came with a bag containing his laptop and a textbook for teaching. Lecturer arrogant, pretentious cool, stingy smile, flat face, killer. Very different from Alvin who is now her husband. Unexpectedly 'that Mr. Mandala' and Alvin—her husband, turned out to be the same person. 'That annoying person turned out to be my husband?' she thought. 'Oh noooooo!' * * ******* ** The bride-to-be suddenly withdrew from the marriage due to an arranged marriage. Then run away and the news is not known. The groom-to-be was left speechless in front of the invited guests. Worry for a moment. Canceling the marriage contract or looking for an impromptu replacement bride. Until his eyes caught a woman in a white dress sitting among the invited guests. The other ones were students at his campus where he had just taught. As a substitute teacher. How will the story of their marriage continue? Will the seeds of love grow between these two strangers? With a myriad of question marks in the bride's heart, why was she chosen among the many other single women who were also present at the grand wedding of the son of one of Indonesia's well-known real estate entrepreneurs. cover: www.freepik.com === INCLUDE COLLECTION/TAP LOVE/ADD BEFORE READING. SO THAT THIS STORY IS IN YOUR READING LIST AND GETS NOTIFICATIONS WHEN NEW CHAPTER UPDATES ^^ CONTINUE SUPPORT THIS STORY, by throwing BLUE STONE'S POWER STONES FOR THIS STORY! — 1 POWER STONE WILL GET 1 FREE VOUCHER TO OPEN THE LOCKED BOOK. DON'T FORGET, A 5 STAR REVIEW YES! THANK YOU

"NOVAAAA!" She yelled from downstairs, while I jerked. The thumping sound on the stairs, was just two steps away to - the door wide open, she was looking furious, uh-oh! LIFE is beautiful, only if you play by rules. Decision you choose will lead you to the path of your DESTINY, destiny which somehow is chosen by you. So there is nothing to cry about or laugh about! Maren, the girl who is the DIVA of the school, eye candy to every handsome guys, and the parties life! Just the way I wanted my life to be. "This is your LAST YEAR of high school and you are late again! I am so not surprise with this behavior." Ugh, give me the knife, he would NOT be breathing right now! * * * This is the only way I guess, to be what I WANTED! Who thought, this would END like this! What THE heck, where am I ? How come she, she is- And things get more INTENSE as she doesn't TELEPORT when she felt she should have! Did she BREAK a rule? And if so, what it was? And how can she clear the MESS? Will she ever get in the Cambridge University!? Or she will be STUCK here forever and make her life a living nightmare!

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She looked like a rat caught in headlights, her big brown eyes looking innocently up at me, tears brimming. My little Miss Kindergarten turns me on without even doing anything. I wanted to hug her, but if I did, she would feel my manhood. "Tsk tsk, what happened, Miss Kindergarten?" I whispered. She stood up, the moonlight from the window making her curves more prominent. "Why are you here?" she sniffled. "I can come whenever I want, baby," I walked slowly towards her. She took a step back, and I took one more forward. She touched the wall behind her. Aawww "Uh huh, no escape, baby," I spoke, standing in front of her. Her head low, her toes fidgeting on her own. Nervous. Nervous. "What's so interesting in those cute feet today?" I asked, tugging at her chin to make her look up at me. "Go Away. Please" Her voice came out weak. "You should mind your business." "Oh, you are my business, Miss Kindergarten. Don't forget that," I growled in a low voice. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" Her stubborn behavior as usual. "You are, baby, and if you deny it again, I'll bite that little tongue of yours." She sucked in a sharp breath, rolling her eyes at me. Her breath hitched as she tried to look down, but I held her face up. "I'm not!" she gritted out, her nose fuming in anger. "You can't tell me. You don't own me!" 'Only if she knew, she doesn't look scary at all. She's a pookie. MY POOKIE!' "You love challenging me, baby," I said, closing the distance between us and bending until my nose touched hers. "Let me taste that daring tongue of yours." I whispered, tilting my head to sniff her hair. Grabbing her arms from behind and pinned them above her head. "Hey, Miss Kindergarten, your hands are wet." She whimpered. I brought my other hand back to her chin and saw dark liquid dripping off my fingers. The metallic scent wafting up my nostrils. "I swear If this is blood, you're going to regret it. Baby."

(The pages of my story with twists and turns await you, dear readers.) ____ I never thought my first-ever private mission would be a failure. On top of that, getting kidnapped was the worst mishap one could ever have in their life. And above all, getting kidnapped as a detective was just a loss of pride... But surprisingly, as the humid night passed with freezing fear, the path of opportunities to resume my mission grew. At a certain point of time, two options were slapped on my face; Either Become a Slave Or Become a Bride Of course, I chose to be the slave because... "No, you can't!" Eagle declared. "Why can't I?" He didn't reply, instead took my hand in his and sang across the Ghost City Court, "I, Beloved of Ghost City, Ghost of the Moon's and Eagle of White, hereby declare myself to be your husband by law and by heart." WHAT!? --- Enjoy the journey of Venesa who gets kidnapped and unfolds the secrets of the Ghost City, while she finds herself feeling drawn towards the unknown mafia she married. ---- Humorous MC- Check Green Flag ML - Check Strong FL - Check White moon- Bleh

As he turned to leave, a sense of disappointment washed over me. Not knowing his name or how to contact him felt wrong, but I knew I had to stick to my resolve. Just as he was a few steps away, he paused and looked back at me. "I'm curious, though, Melisa," he began, and I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "You consider the first meeting an accident and the second a coincidence?" His words hung between us, more of a statement than a question, making me ponder his sudden inquiry. "Uh, yeah..." I replied, my voice tinged with hesitation, uncertainty clouding my understanding of his intent. "And a third encounter?" he probed, a playful challenge in his tone. "Would you call it fate?" At that, my heart skipped a beat. *** What happens when you decide to weave a little white lie for your stubborn grandmother, who relentlessly nudges you to find a boyfriend-claiming you have one, even though it's untrue? Join Melissa on her unexpected journey in Actually You, where a simple fib spirals into a whirlwind of surprises. As she navigates the tangled web of her own deception, Melissa encounters the charming stranger. What starts as a playful lie soon unfolds into an adventure filled with laughter, romance, and self-discovery. Will Melissa embrace her feelings and face the truth, or will her little lie lead to a bigger mess than she ever anticipated? Dive into her story to find out!

"Speaking of knowing things…" Kyle said slowly, "You still haven't given me a chance to tell my story." "I know," said Andrea. "I was having too much fun speculating. Finding you like this is a gift, and I don't want to tear the wrapping off all at once. ‘Building up the anticipation makes it better.’" Kyle blinked again, then gave a quiet snort of recognition at his own words being thrown back at him. "So what is your speculation?" Kyle asked. "Oh I don't know, probably something utterly disappointing. Did they pick you up for speeding on the way to the farmers market? I guess that wouldn't explain the uh…" she gestured at his injury again. "It wouldn't explain that now, would it. Oh, I know! You got into a fight over the last piece of bluefin!" Kyle just shook his head slightly. "No? I guess it's too much to hope you did something really exciting like rob a bank—You're not secretly a cat burglar are you, Kyle? Lose your balance breaking into an art gallery? No…?" Kyle looked unamused. "Very funny, Chuckles, would you mind taking this a little more seriously?" "Of course," said Andrea. "Very serious for a lawyer to have been arrested. You could be disciplined. Disbarred! Why, we might not see each other in court anymore. Wouldn't that be a shame." "Wouldn't it though," replied Kyle. "So that's the kind of guy you think I am? Stealing fine art and fighting in fish markets?” Andrea pondered some more. "I know!" she exclaimed. "Did you get into a fight with someone's boyfriend? Did it turn out that you were your young lady's bit on the side, and you ended up having a domestic dispute?" Kyle winced. "Is that it?!" Andrea had been teasing, but it seems like she had touched a nerve. To whatever degree Kyle had seemed like he'd been playing along, even as worn down as he was, that last remark had left him deflated. Kyle hung his head. "It wasn't like that…" "Oh sure, like you haven't been collecting notches on your bedposts." "I'M not like that." "You're not? That's not what your reputation says, out there collecting numbers and breaking hearts. I heard that you were a real ladykil–" "Andrea! I'm not–" Kyle shouted, grabbing her hands. His hands were strong, and his grip so tight it almost hurt. His expression so intense, frustrated and hurt and… scared? Andrea knew she had been twisting the knife a little into something that bothered him, but what had caused this reaction? It was only for a moment, then Kyle seemed to catch himself and let go. He slumped back in his chair and slid his shackled hands back below the table. Andrea leaned back as well, adding to the distance, and folded her arms, no longer smiling. She glanced at the duress button out of the corner of her eye. If Kyle had kept holding her as tightly as he had been, she wouldn't have even been able to reach it. "I think we're ready for storytime now," she said seriously. “I think you had better start at the punchline. What have you been charged with, Mr Wynn?" Kyle took a deep breath before he raised his head once more. "Murder, Ms Mason. First Degree Murder." *** Andrea Mason, a defense attorney who cares more about justice and protecting her clients than just winning cases. But the one man she hates to lose to is her rival, the arrogant prosecutor, Kyle Wynn. Kyle represents everything Andi hates about unscrupulous win-at-all-costs lawyers, and for years they have traded arguments in the courtroom and barbs in the hallways. Their paths cross again when they find themselves on a high-profile murder trial. As much as Andrea might despise Kyle, she can’t believe it when HE is charged with the horrific murder. But she is even more shocked when he asks for her to represent him at trial… *** #SLOWBURN #STRONGFL #CRIME #MURDER #FLIRTY #ROMANCE If you want to know what to expect, check the reviews! ฅ^-ﻌ•^ฅ Burrito says to join here: https://discord.gg/qr7eUnxT2F

Yeah uh... Imagine combining an apple and a peace in a blender, what would it taste like? Who knows, they are the same kind in different forms. man, is this really necessary though? Heavy reminder, the deuteragonist and protagonist's POV exchanges frequently in every single chapter, but don't worry, it'll only focus on the protagonist's POV as the progress goes on.

Have you ever wondered how fate is a huge joke? - I mean it, like a literal clown trying to make people laugh at cold jokes that not many would understand.  Ivy Hui-Clover was told at a young age that she can live up to 25 years old. And the only way for her to survive is to find her Mr. Right and... - well that's for another time to continue.  "Is it wrong to want to sabotage my own blind date?" Ivy slurped her boba milk tea and focused intensely on chewing the pearls. As she savored the sweet flavor, her fraternal twin, Chloe answered her question. "What do you think?" Compared to her, Chloe had it easier when it came to looking for a partner.  "Then being a savage, it is." Ivy cupped her cheek, clearly in a good mood from having her favorite drink in her hands.  -- "Ivy went where?!" Selina's high pitched voice made her husband, Jason cover his ears. Rereading the note that Ivy had left behind, her left brow twitched unhappily. "Who told her Chloe was going there?! Nuh uh. No way! I need to send someone to get her back." She slammed the note against the table. At the same time, fate played a twist on Ivy.  After roaming around the unfamiliar mall, she finally purchased a new laptop for herself. Her clumsy friend destroyed her old one in the most peculiar way anyone can ever imagine. As she walked out of the store, she bumps into a young man, causing her swirled glasses to fall. The stranger gasped when he saw her face and she quickly took her glasses from his hands before heading off the opposite direction. Not long after, she found herself surrounded by guards in suits with a weapon in their blazer. "Don't move and follow us," the guard said. "Interesting," Ivy smirked at his challenge. -- "How did you get here?" His voice was so deep, causing ripples in her chest. It sent shivers down her spine, making her tighten her legs around his waist. Mark Williams was told that the girl he's been looking for might be found - his friend had run into her in front of the electronic store. However, she ran away like a frightened bunny. It was a game of tag at this point, and he had a time limit - to catch her before she leaves this mall. In the midst of looking for her, he found a girl flying towards his direction - yes, flying. He caught her, and one of her mustache swirled glasses lens fell off, revealing her energetically innocent puppy eyes. 'It's her' His heart beat against his chest rapidly. "I flew here." She replied. And this was the start of their twisted fate. What would happen when she learns about his profession and realizes he wasn't who she thought he was? Yet, it brought her such excitement as it dragged out her crazy fantasies from her private library of Mafia Romance books?

Family is beautiful, its one of the first thing a new life is accustomed with. The love, the care, the sense of belonging and so much more. And as much as a family is a blessing, it can sometimes become an eternal curse... _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ My eyes shot open as they finally rested on the man I was supposed to marry, the last man I would ever consider if I had a choice, the last man I'd rather die than marry. My boss. Mr Liam Richards. "Uh Hell no." I said out loud as I tried to walk away from the alter. "If you leave now then I would consider this as the Hudson family going back on their word and all investments so far will be withdrawn and charges will be pressed towards the company and your family." Liam said. I watched as he had this oddly satisfying look on his face as if he'd just won some sort of mind game, I looked back to the crowd behind me and within them I saw Patricia scowling at me, Veronica already in tears but worst of all was the glimmer of hope in my father's eyes. I took a deep breath turning around, I told myself that this was all for my mother and nothing else, I would do for my father this one last favour with my life. My name is Cyra Hudson Richards and this is the story of how my life was taken from me.

#volume1:completed “Call me Gabriel Moonfire, a young alpha of the Silver Wolf Pack, sworn protectors of the human realm," he introduced himself with a voice that held a mixture of authority and weariness. "You have trespassed into Wolfdale during the full moon, disregarding the sacred laws that govern our kind. By doing so, you have placed yourself in grave danger." "I... I didn't know," she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of confusion and remorse. Liz stared in astonishment at the young man before her, standing tall and unashamed, completely devoid of clothing. At first glance, he was undeniably handsome, exuding an aura of reliability. The only thing that sent shivers down Liz's spine was the fact that he stood before her completely naked. "Um... excuse me?" Liz managed to stammer, her voice filled with a mix of uncertainty and disbelief. "Aren't you... aren't you aware that you're... uh, naked?" The young man's lips curled into a smug smile, his eyes sparkling mischievously. "Oh, dear," he replied, his voice carrying a hint of amusement. "You're on the brink of death, and yet you're concerned about my nudity?" !!!The book cover is my personal property!!! ~~~ #war #slowburn #conspiracy #legends #prophecy In the mystical forests of Silverwood, a prophecy foretold the coming of a child who would become the Alpha of all werewolf packs in the world. This child, known as the Moonchild, was said to be the descendant of the sacred Moonlit werewolf clan. While the Moonlit werewolves lived peacefully secluded in the forest, many other packs resided in the city, operating as powerful mafia organizations that controlled the underground world and influenced political decisions through alliances with corrupt leaders. One fateful day, the ShadowNight pack launched a brutal attack on the Moonlit clan. They slaughtered all the males and captured the young females to be used for their twisted desires. The cover is commission!!! #war #conspiracy #legends #smut —— disclaimer: - 18+ above, please be wise - Previous story: Undressed by the Half-beast Prince - slow burn love story - explicit content will be cautioned at the begginingbof chapter - the cover is commissioned

A newly graduate finds himself in front of his childhood crush and freind. His heart was already broken and torn by her merciless words of rejection. At home, lonely and depressed, he vows to never commit the same mistake, he vows to never admit his love to another again. Unfortunately for him, his hot blooded vow became permanent and he must not admit his love to anyone again or his life is forfeit. Yet, all doesn’t seem bad as he finds himself otherworldly attractive and possessing the strength that surpasses the natural order. As the supernatural side of the world slowly unveils itself to him, Oliver has bigger problems than dragons and cracks in reality. “Oliver! Why aren’t you answering my calls?” “Dear! Why won’t you come to the fissure with me?” “”Is it another woman?”” Yes, Oliver finds himself stuck between the love and affection of many women. Whether it’s the serious and sly teacher, or the calm and collected student council president. Or maybe the protective kendo captain. Whoever it may be, Oliver can’t handle all these crazy woman at the same time! Please ! Someone send help! Huh? Wait, uh, i-it’s not what it looks like! No! Nooo! This story is uploaded on Webnovel, Royal Road, Patreon and Scribble Hub under the same name of FallenHigh. P.S: Harem? No Harem? A Sneaky Femboy that might actually be the love interest? The Femboy wining as he’s simply perfect? Let me know!!

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Transmigrated in another world in the body of a weak minor noble on the run for his life, Paul, with the help of his loyal butler, hides himself in the Grand Duchy of Dalia, a nation where all races are accepted without discrimination. Hiding his identity and with his funds dwindling, our not-really-an-hero decides to start a business to make a living. “My lord, I don’t think that selling flatbread will make us any money. Uh? Why are you putting sauce on top of it? And Cheese? This… oh… mmmm…” Grab a slice and enjoy the ride, accompanying Paul in his quest to stay alive, make money, and possibly take revenge, all while garnishing new exciting pizzas!

Me? My name is Kojin Ozias. Ozias, because it wasn’t my birth name. Kojin, because I liked it. There aren’t many things I hate. And even fewer people I love, maybe just one. For that one person, I’d pay any price. Even my life feels small compared to that. But for those I hate… their lives feel like a small prize, one I wouldn't really hesitate to take. ++++ Once upon a time- Uh-uh. That’s too old-fashioned. He was just a child, innocent, with dreams of being a pilot, maybe an astronaut. Or perhaps someone as gentle as his mother. Until those dreams were shattered. The mother he thought was sweet and loving sold him off in a desperate scramble for money. Taken in by a shadowy organization, he became one of many children experimented on. Yet, his life persisted. He watched as children around him suffered, their lives ending right before his eyes. He didn’t know what the people who took him wanted. He didn’t know if they would ever let him go. All he wanted was to see his mother again, to have a proper meal, or maybe, just live without pain. But there was something he never realized. Buried deep within him was something-or someone-dangerous. Someone watching his life unfold. Someone, who never forgets to pay back. -------- Chapters will be updated every Sunday, Wednesday and Friday. Love From Author. -Romanticist.

In a society where marriage has lost its true essence and has been distorted, reducing it to a transaction devoid of love and commitment, a mere agreement for personal benefits. Silvia Reyes found herself caught up in the chaos as she was about to be forced by her parents into marrying a man she despises. She was able to bail herself out of her dilemma as she offered a marriage of convenience to Davian Randell, who in turn needed it too to solve his dire situation. But life rarely goes as planned, does it? Will they find a way to reclaim love and commitment in their own lives, or will they succumb to the societal pressures that have tarnished the institution of marriage? Excerpt:- "If you think I'm gonna marry that man, then sorry, I'm not!" She said to her father. "You are, Silvia." Her father declared. "I have a man!" She said. "What?" Her parents chorused. "You have a man. You should have told us earlier instead of letting us go through all that trouble." Alan said. "We've been dating for some while now and he proposed to me recently and I accepted it." She showed them an engagement ring on her finger, which she bought before coming to the mansion. "It's beautiful. How come you weren't wearing it yesterday?" Her mother asked. "I didn't wear it yesterday." She answered simply. "Then why did you go through the trouble of attending the dinner date?, you could have just told us," Her mother added. "I wanted to see the man you were setting me up with. I was so angry because I knew I was taken already. I didn't want to tell you guys yet, I didn't want to introduce him to you guys till a couple of days time. You spoilt the surprise." Silvia explained. "Oh I see. So when can we meet this lucky man?, do we know him?" Alan said. "Uh-Uhm...no you don't. You'll meet him in a couple of days time, he's a really busy man." She almost shuttered. "Okay, dear. We'll be waiting." Her mother said. What has she done?, how was she going to get a man that will be willing to marry her in just a couple of days time.

Seconds after Alex set a record in his favorite game, aliens invaded the Earth. With chaos all around him, Alex struggles and fails to survive in an alien infested world. Apparently, being a world famous speed runner for the game Toilet Man doesn't teach you survival skills. Alex's soul is transported to an amphitheater in the heavens, wearing god awful clothes the gods found for him in the lost and found. He doesn't wear pink bunny slippers! He doesn't wear slippers at all, he insists. Hermes makes fun of his outfit, but tells him the gods are powering up mortals to fight the alien invasion. Alex strikes a bargain with Ludos, the goddess of games, who insists she is not a loli, to be her champion in exchange for infinite growth potential and the opportunity to be the real life rpg character he always wanted to be. Alex chooses Psion as his character class. Now he must level up his psionic powers from noob status, if he wants to ever play video games again. High stakes! ----------------------------------------------------- If you like comedy or action, you will probably like this. This story has a high focus on both. Here are some out of context quotes for you: "We're in a business relationship. We should keep it professional. What do they say? Never put your foot where your mouth is. Wait, never put your mouth on your business. That's not it. Never…" --Alex "Wait, does that mean you get each other pregnant and have each other's babies? I feel like my brain is exploding." --Alex "You may have got me this time, kid, but mark my words: next time, the only thing left of you will be your boots...because everything else will be all blown up and stuff. Because my bullets are explosive. They make things blow up." --Jebediah "Wait, your name is person-man-guy?" --Alex "Smiles and giggles, hugs and knives! Purple Platypuses will take your lives!" --gang door password "I don't want you behind me. I don't like you like that" --Alex "Uh, when you're done smashing your tits into his face, could you come gather with the rest of us?" --Hermes ------------------------------------------------- There is also a discord if you like talking and stuff: https://discord.gg/redmarsh