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Darktide Long Bomb

Reborn to Slap Young Masters

Betrayed by his sect, mocked as trash, and slapped to death by young masters, Xiao Fan was the ultimate cultivation joke. Until the heavens gave him a second chance—with the Slap Dao System. Slap to level up. Slap to break through. Slap to steal fiancées and crush egos. Now, with one palm, he can humiliate arrogant nobles, explode dantian cores, and win over the coldest jade beauty. Reborn, Xiao Fan shall rise. This time, he’s doing the slapping. Xiao Fan died kneeling. "Trash, die!" A slap from Young Master Bai exploded his teeth. Cultivation ruined. Betrayed. Dead. But fate had other plans. He opened his eyes. "I'm... back?" Outer sect. Five years ago. Still trash. But this time— Ding! [Slap Dao System Installed] > Slap = EXP Slap Arrogant Enemies = Bonus Slap Beauty = ??? He stood up. First goal: beat Young Master Bai's face into spiritual enlightenment. Second: make the Ice Fairy kneel. Third: ascend. His hand trembled. Not with fear. But excitement. The Slap Era has begun. Outer Sect disciples trained. Xiao Fan walked in like a boss—still in trash robes. “Trash Xiao dares show his face?” That’s when Young Master Zhang strutted in. His hair oily. His fiancée stolen. His eyes arrogant. “Trash! Scram before I slap you!” SLAP! Xiao’s palm flew. Zhang spun three times midair and faceplanted. Silence. Ding! +100 EXP Level Up: Qi Gathering 1 → 3 “Wha—?!” “His cultivation rose from one slap?!” Xiao smirked. “Speak again. I need more EXP.” Zhang trembled. “Forgive me, Senior Fan!” “Too late.” SLAP. Go check out my Patreon:patreon.com/LongYuan or Or just go into the site and search for my author name Long yuan So, go and support me if you can. absolute brain rot cultivation story.
Long_Yuan · 6.3K Views

I've wanted to divorce you for a long time

For seven years, she gave her all—gentle, patient, unwavering—trying to melt the heart of a man as cold as ice. Rong Chi loved humbly, enduring the silence and indifference of Feng Tingshen, clinging to the belief that one day, he would turn around and see her. But she was wrong. His love at first sight was for another woman. His tenderness, his care, his smiles—all belonged to someone else. Even when she flew thousands of miles just to be with her family on her birthday, he chose to take their daughter to be with that woman instead, leaving Rong Chi alone in a foreign land with nothing but silence and a broken heart. That night, something inside her died. She finally realized that some people, no matter how deeply you love them, will never warm to your touch. She signed the divorce papers, gave up custody of their daughter, and walked away with dignity. From that moment on, she would no longer be the woman who waited in vain for love. She would be her own hero. Returning to the world of business, Rong Chi shocked everyone who once looked down on her. In just a few years, she built an empire worth hundreds of billions, becoming a legend in her own right. But just when she was ready to fully embrace her new life, the man who once kept his distance began appearing more and more—at her door, in her world, and most unexpectedly, in her heart again. Feng Tingshen, once cold and untouchable, now clings to her with unexpected warmth. “Divorce? Not a chance,” he says, cornering her like she’s the only thing he ever wanted. But Rong Chi has changed. She loved, she hurt, and she let go. This time, she’s living for herself. "Divorce? Over My Dead Body!" — A story of missed chances and second chances, of a woman’s rise from forgotten wife to powerful queen. Who says divorce is the end? For her, it’s just the beginning of everything.
DaoistXKqyjX · 541 Views

The Long Shot

Since he was six years old, Adrian Nero has always had a dream. Thanks to his father's influence, he developed a great interest in football at a very young age. He loved the way the game was played, the way a team of eleven players worked together to score as many goals as possible against their opponents while conceding as little as possible, he loved the tactical aspect of the game with teams trying to play to their strengths and their opponent's weaknesses. But more than those, he loved watching the players lift trophies after winning a tournament. That's right, the thing Adrian liked the most about football was lifting trophies. Immersing himself in any game, his favourite teams played, he always felt like he was there celebrating and smiling with them. He loved that feeling. 'I'll really be there one day.' He always thought to himself. Despite his father's love for the game, his parents did not exactly support his dream to become a footballer and preferred him to go to a normal school to study and get a normal job. However, all hope was not lost as his high school was one of the schools that strongly supported having sports activities in their curriculum and it wasn't just for formality's sake. Adrian fought his way through, becoming the captain of the football team as early as the first year of senior high. With his help the team grew to become quite a formidable one and was named as one of the favourites going into the qualifications for the international highschool tournament, a competition taking place in his last year of highschool and his chance to lift his first trophy. That was when disaster struck. Due to work reasons, Adrian was forced to move back to his home country with his family leaving behind the team he had worked hard to put together. However, he was fortunate enough to find himself in a school eligible to take part in the qualifications for the tournament. Finding out about that, he felt that all hope wasn't lost, a feeling that was soon carried away by the wind. Sino Academy, although possessing a very good and well-maintained pitch alongside the basic equipment, was one that never took sports seriously. In all the times they had participated in the tournament, they had only been able to get through the qualifications once but miserably failed to get through the group stage. This was an event of fifteen years ago. Facing a school with a non-existent team and players that lacked teamwork, coordination and motivation, Adrian couldn't help but feel that his dream was far beyond his reach.
Mel_Lerion · 4.5K Views

The long dark years under the rule of the exploiting class

The novel tells the story of Jiang Yang, Zhu Wei, and others who, in order to clear the name of Hou Guiping, faced numerous obstacles over the past decade but continued to collect evidence related to the case, ultimately setting up a plot that attracted social attention. The author takes the survival situation of vulnerable children as a starting point and uses the case of "sexual assault on underage girls" to directly target the problem of backward rule of law in remote areas, reflecting his strong desire to seek judicial justice and maintain social order, and reflecting a writer's sense of social responsibility. In the book, the power of justice of Jiang Yang and others is condensed together, willing to cross ten long years to obtain an answer. He used to be a ambitious and promising prosecutor, and he didn't need to be involved in this old case. When Li Jing asked him to investigate Hou Guiping's old case again, he showed cautious hesitation. When the initial investigation was blocked, he also considered giving up directly. Finally, with the encouragement of his girlfriend, the stimulation of Chen Mingzhang, and the appeal of Zhu Wei, he reluctantly embarked on the difficult road of overturning the case. But once he really got into the game, he never thought of withdrawing. When the pressure beyond his imagination came over him, he didn't bend down. After ten years of searching and struggling with the powerful, he was falsely accused and imprisoned. In his prime, he accumulated depression and became ill, and died as a martyr. If Hou Guiping was young and energetic back then, relying on his passion to hit the tip of the iceberg, then Jiangyang was the helmsman who still drove at full speed after seeing the essence of the iceberg. Jiang Yang did not wait for victory due to the limitations of the times. The image of him burning himself and standing is the spark of justice. Everyone talks about pursuing fairness and justice, but how many people can continue to pursue this belief once it conflicts with real interests? In the Celestial Empire, a country that values relationships, many things have to consider the distribution of interests based on proximity and distance. There are maggots who trample on rules for the sake of profit, bystanders who barely survive to protect their own land, but there are also heroes who uphold fairness and justice, willing to offend the powerful and even sacrifice their lives. This is also why I hate this country while also loving it. More and more heroes are willing to wield their swords and declare war on darkness.
Magnelius_Arcane · 1.3K Views

What She Always Longed For.

All Zee ever imagined was living a thrilling, dangerous love story—a gangster husband, dodging bullets like in her wildest night dreams. But when that fantasy became her reality, it unearthed the dark secrets of her childhood, unraveling her world and leaving her hopeless. Just when she thought she was lost, the mysterious man from her dreams revealed himself, bringing light back into her life. ~~~ His tongue wasn’t just inside me—it was teasing, rubbing against my clit, moving in and out with deliberate precision. I couldn’t control my moans anymore, my body trembling under his touch. I grasped his head, desperate for more, but he only teased me further, keeping me on edge. “You know the rules, babe. Not until I say so,” he murmured, his voice muffled as he buried himself between my thighs. “Lloyd,” I gasped, my voice barely above a whisper. “Tell me you can hold it for daddy.” “I can’t, baby,” I panted, my moans breaking through uncontrollably. “Then tell me you love this,” he demanded, his voice thick with lust—deep, commanding, and utterly intoxicating. “You know it’s amazing, love,” I breathed, my own voice unrecognizable, heavy with pleasure. He rewarded my confession with a long, deep thrust of his tongue that sent a cry ripping from my throat. Every muscle in my body tensed, anticipation coiling inside me like a tight spring. He smirked against my skin, his voice a husky whisper. “I love it when you cum on my tongue. I just can’t get enough of your taste.” Reaching for the pillow beside my head, he slid it beneath my pelvis, lifting me into the perfect arch. He took his time, savoring me, his tongue circling my clit with agonizing slowness. Then, he slid a finger inside me, moving it with expert precision, teasing, building the pressure. Shifting, he moved up my body, his hands parting my legs further as we adjusted to our sides, limbs tangled in a slow, sensual rhythm. His hard length rubbed against me, the friction sending jolts of pleasure through my core. I had always believed pleasure should come with a little pain, but this… this was something else entirely. Warning: This book contains explicit sexual and violent content. Reader discretion is advised.
Steadyskatie · 45.8K Views
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