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AI Doctor : From Slave to Beast King

Life in hell mode was never fun? Was it? *********** Being burned alive in a laboratory out of sheer jealousy for he had created the best AI system in the medical world? Oh boy, Damien could assure you that it was not fun. But then again, you never get another chance to feel the slow burn—okay that went dark quickly. Lets take it from the top once again. Damien was sure he had angered someone up in the sky and given his foul mouth that hurled curses worse than a sailor he had very good idea of how it happened. Because if being abandoned in the orphanage was not bad enough, he was stabbed by the very mentor he trusted and followed with closed eyes. But when he found himself waking up in another world— even after death he was not left alone. SMH. The world of beastmen —— he realised that he never knew how difficult hell mode truly was. Surviving in the world of beasts was a challenge in itself. And for Damien who found himself in the body of the discarded crown prince of the Brystoria Empire—With a broken nucleus and mana suppressed by Tartarite nails and used as a weapon of humiliation, it was not a challenge. For Damien, survival in the beast world was like walking on a thin rope, that too on one foot! Fortunately, the AI system that Damien developed as a doctor before his death followed him to this world of beasts. Join Damien in his new quest as he overturns his destiny from being a slave to the king of beasts.
Snore_lax · 285.6K Views

Mr. and Mrs. Imperfectly Perfect~

What happens when you are famous but no one has ever seen you? Then you can be anyone and anyone can be you. Aliza Kaif is that unfortunate name owning every headline, every news chanel, the star of all gossips. But where is she now? Has she really died as people say..? No one knows. A heiress to unending wealth, Aliza Kaif, a reclusive sensational painter skyrocketed to fame only to disappear abruptly overnight after her mansion is raided, paintings destroyed, and lawsuits filed. But what did a homebody, with no family, no friends and zero connections with the world, did to rage everyone like this? How did a person no one even knew existed till yesterday became the most hated person of today? Did really the tragedies of her life and depression drive her crazy and she did as the news say? Or is she being framed? Lawyer Momin is desperate to find out. Momin is a social butterfly. He has lived a fairytale life. He is everything Aliza is not, got everything the other doesn't. And is desperate on taking the loosing case of Aliza. Momin is hellbent to find Aliza and tell her that she is his wife. But how will Aliza react to it. How will one react if you loose all you have and then some stranger tells you he is your husband.. A childhood marriage. But things doesn't add up for aliza who is also hiding many secrets and a baby. She has no recollection of her childhood memories anymore, making Momin's words the only evidence to his claims. To Aliza, Momin's words not just sounded crazy but also warm like sun. To have someone to call family, a person to stand by you when everyone defies you. Although his bubbly nature saved the suicidal Aliza, but she can see though his perfect facade, she knows this man belonging to the perfect world is not as happy as he seems. His smile may be a lock to the darkest corner in his heart. She is afraid he might not like her as much once all her secrets are known. Entangled together in an unimaginable serendipity by fate, their two hearts gradually approached, understanding and healing each other, finding salvation, and hope. However, questions linger: What fueled Aliza's success and downfall? Is Momin's claim genuine? What secrets lie beneath his charming exterior? The brutal truths and secrets of past blur the lines between reality and deception, as Aliza and Momin confront their demons. They must decide: will their love prevail, or will the secrets of their pasts destroy their future? The tale of Aliza and Momin and the magic that connects all dots in their lives.
_Pika · 448 Views

The Countess and the Beast

[MATURE CONTENT] Uncle Heath gave me a look that said that he knows what I'm doing and that he finds me petty and a scheming sly fox. He suggested countless times that I changed my codename from The Countess to Fox or Nine-tailed Fox, because he says it suits me better, or a Serpent, but I don't care. I am literally a Countess after all. He sighed. "Okay, Countess, you won. But if you get yourself killed on this, the same way your parents and their friends later on did, don't come back to haunt me as a ghost. I've been trying to protect you, as I promised I would as your Godfather, but you are a stubborn lil thing who kept insisting on this. You're 27 now, you better not die younger than you mom did." "Wait," Harriet gasped, "the mission you want," "It's the one my parents were working on when they died. Probably the reason why they died and related to their killers," sigh. "It's what kept me working all of those years, the hope on getting my hands on this mission, and uncover what actually happened in July 9th of 1999." I hate number 9, it signifies unluck to me, while 7 is my lucky number. Call me superstitious if you want, I feel like it's an actual thing. "All the documents on their death are here, it's kept secret together with the archived mission they were working in." "Ah, Selene," she said softly, coming closer, full of compassion but not touching me, as her hands are dirty with uncle Heath's cock. Ew, ew. "It's okay, it's been 24 years now," sigh. "Which makes me want to solve it even more," then I turned my eyes to uncle Heath, who was now up, standing at 1.97m, opening his safe that's hidden behind the big painting of a scenery found in Sicily, Italy, which Harriet painted. Picking a thick file in a leather case, he held it under his left arms and locked the safe again, covering it with the painting. I broke into it once, but I was unable to crack the code of the safe. I always knew he hid this file in there, "Be careful, for the love of God, Selene." "I will, I promise!" Narrowing his eyes, he raised his right pinky finger and I cringed in disgust. "Wash your hands first, ew." Rolling his eyes, we quickly went to the bathroom at the back of his office and then came back, hands clean, file still under his arm. "There you go, now, pinky it up, I know better than believe your shallow spoken words by now, I know how scheming you are." Grinning like a wolf who had been caught in sheep's clothing, I raised my pinky finger and intertwined with his. "I promise I'll be careful." Sigh, "I can't believe I'm giving you this. The last two times I gave these damned files to someone, they died. You batter change that statistics to 2:1 instead of 3:0, Selene. Do you understand me?" I grabbed the files, but he kept his hold on it, "I understand," with all my strength, I tried tugging it to me and out of his grip, and after a lil struggle, he let go.
LoserOrLover · 12.5K Views
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