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Marrying Cold Billionaire CEO

Minji has always been the unwanted daughter—the outsider in her own family. Ever since her mother was cast aside, her cold-hearted father, cruel stepmother, and jealous stepsister have made her life miserable. But when they force her into a marriage with Kim Joon-seo, the rumored disabled and emotionless CEO, they believe they’ve finally gotten rid of her. What they don’t know… is that they’ve just handed her over to a man far more powerful than they could ever imagine. Joon-seo isn’t the weak, helpless husband they expected. He’s dangerous, fiercely protective, and—above all—obsessed with Minji. Behind closed doors, he shatters every rumor, proving he’s anything but broken. "Who told you to sleep in my bed?" His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. "I... I—" Before she could answer, he climbed onto the bed, his hand wrapping around her wrist, his breath warm against her skin. "Afraid of your own husband?" His lips curled into a smirk. "But I don’t even know you." His grip tightened slightly, his gaze dark and unreadable. "But I do. And I like you… more than anything in this world." Before she could react, his lips crashed against hers, claiming her in a kiss that left her breathless. Minji thought she had escaped one nightmare, but now, trapped in his world, she couldn't tell if she had stepped into another. Because one thing was clear—Kim Joon-seo always gets what he wants. ~~~~~ The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life. Follow me on Instagram: soli_alex_09
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In April, I made a significant purchase that I believed would enhance my collection as a devoted BTS fan and digital art enthusiast. I stumbled upon a marketplace that advertised exclusive, limited edition BTS-themed NFTs. The excitement was palpable; the listing claimed these NFTs were authentic and one-of-a-kind. Without a second thought, I invested 12 ETH, convinced I was acquiring something truly special my enthusiasm soon turned to doubt. As I examined the images more closely, they didn’t resemble the official BTS NFT releases I had seen previously. I began to notice discrepancies that raised red flags. Discussions in online fan groups further fueled my concerns, with some members suggesting that the NFTs I purchased might be counterfeit copies. This unsettling realization prompted me to seek assistance from FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY. In my search for help, I discovered FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY, a company dedicated to assisting individuals who have fallen victim to NFT scams. I reached out to FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY and provided all the details regarding my purchase. Their team acted swiftly, launching an investigation into the NFTs I had acquired. To my dismay, FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY confirmed my fears: the NFTs were indeed copies, not the exclusive BTS NFTs I had been led to believe I was buying. Someone had taken the original artwork and sold it under false pretenses. FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY didn’t stop at merely confirming the fraud; they diligently gathered evidence and engaged with the marketplace to advocate on my behalf. After extensive negotiations, FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY managed to secure a refund of 9 ETH from the total I had spent. While losing 3 ETH was still a painful blow, I felt a wave of relief wash over me knowing that I had recovered the majority of my investment, thanks to the expertise of FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY. This has highlighted the reality that scammers can create convincing fake NFTs that are difficult to distinguish from the real thing. Without the intervention of professionals like FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY, it’s all too easy to fall victim to such schemes. As I keep supporting BTS and delving into the realm of NFTs, I've adopted a more careful strategy. I focus on conducting in-depth research and only interact with reputable sellers and platforms. If I ever have any reservations about a purchase, I won't hesitate to reach out to FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY or similar professionals. My journey has highlighted the necessity of being vigilant in the constantly changing digital art scene, and I appreciate the assistance from FUNDS RECLAIMER COMPANY in this recovery process. CONTACT INFORMATION BELOW: Telegram:: @fundsreclaimercompany0 Email: fundsreclaimercompany@zohomail.com WhatsApp:: + 1 3 6 1 2 5 0 4 1 1 0
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Wizard: The Emperor of Magic.

The sky shimmered with twin suns, casting warm hues over rolling hills and ancient forests. The air itself buzzed with an unseen energy, and the very ground beneath his feet hummed faintly, as if alive with secrets waiting to be unraveled. He blinked against the unfamiliar light, confusion etched across his face. But confusion quickly gave way to awe. A bird soared overhead, trailing glimmers of blue light in its wake. Nearby, a child pointed a finger at a fallen branch, whispering a single word—and the wood floated into the air, spinning gently before settling neatly into a bundle. Magic. It was real. Tangible. Everywhere. In that moment, a hunger was born in him. Not a hunger for food, nor for wealth or fame, but something far deeper—a yearning. A need. An obsession. The magic of this world, this radiant, endless force that danced in the air and bled through every leaf and stone, had sparked something inside him. And each passing day only fanned that flame higher. His only goal became understanding Magic and growing in Magic. It consumed his thoughts. He chased rumors of ancient scrolls, watched from shadows as mages cast their spells, and spent sleepless nights sketching symbols he didn’t yet understand. He would kneel before old statues and listen to forgotten songs, desperate to catch even a whisper of arcane truth. Because he knew—knowledge was the key. The key to understanding this world. The key to understanding Magic. And knowledge… was the key to understanding the Universe.
Alex_kingstone · 7.9K Views

Bonds: A Pack of Wolves

Michael’s world is turned upside down when his father brings him to a mysterious bunker located beneath one of his family's establishments. His heart was racing, his hands were shaking, and his eyes were wide. The only thought ruling over his mind, the only question that flooded his mind, was 'WHAT IS THIS PLACE?' He asked himself repeatedly. Each time he and his father walked ever deeper into the bunker, Michael would feel an insatiable urge to question his beloved father on why he had decided that they should explore this daunting bunker. But how could he satisfy this urge to this man, this man he loved yet equally feared, this man whose anger burned like a blazing furnace? Quietly Michael walked behind his father. Finally, they reached a massive doorway. Further inside was a massive hall estimated to host at least 300 people. When he, Michael, the young lad, gazed around the hall, and when his face turned to the left side, shockingly, he saw an empty seat, which looked like a throne. "Father, what is this?" Michael questioned, "And why does that seat look like a throne?" That's because it is,He his father answered. Michael answered with another question, "Whose?" He asked, and his father went towards the throne and replied, "Mine," as he sat. Michael could not describe the emotions racing within him at that moment, but just when he thought he couldn't be more terrified, Venite, servi me! His father shouted at least 3 times. After shouting, the hall was flooded with men wearing black combative gear clothing and covered with black masks. They all came and stood in a formation as if they were trained soldiers; after they had all lined up, they themselves began shouting, Rex Lupus! Dominus Lupus! They shouted these words, words that Michael could not understand, about five times. Michael's father then responded also in a tongue he could not understand, remaining in absolute terror. Michael stood quaking after his father was done speaking to the men. All the men turned their faces from his father to him, and they shouted aloud, Iuvenis Lupus! Iuvenis Lupus. His father stood from his chair. Let's go, my son, he said to Michael. 'Who are you?' The young lad asked himself, completely and utterly stunned.
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Catalyst Cross Lesio

Naph had a couple of years of extremes. One year, he was trying to chase down a few rats in a desert. Another he was hunting bears in a river. There was a year when he just chilled himself on a beach. His volatile heart mayhems his life. This time his hunt had a different breed entirely. Named Bulwark. Quite the bounty on such a name. The only requirement? Bring the head back clean and without damage. Hunting was a sport. At least that’s what he had learned by watching others. Every adult showing off their repertoire of the dead. His volatile nature and teen years hadn’t taught him whom to show off or not. Bulwark was his first human kill. Yet it was his first insight into what a ‘catalyst’ could do. His survival had been on his intellect earlier, but not anymore. The world responded. He ran. Ran into things he hadn’t heard. Will the world make him another number in its long list of the dead? Or will he learn its truths? Will he know of the unspoken words he hadn’t processed? His heart a volatile entity; the world a raging a beast chasing him. And a few words that he didn’t knew- yet one etched itself in: “Cata”. ---------------------------------------------------- This story is also available on RoyalRoad.com with the same title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username 'alex_reads'. My paypal is connected to it, so if you wish to help out a budding artist do go to my "Catalyst Cross Lesio" on RoyalRoad.com and hit that donate button! Thank you! :)
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