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Beast Saves Belle From Gaston

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 · 253.8K Views

How Lucky Cat Saves the CEO?

[Fortune Cat Demon VS Bankrupt Tycoon] Jin Luo was a real-life Fortune Cat. On the day she transformed, she was struck by Heavenly Thunder into a book, becoming a cannon fodder character with the same name who was blacklisted by the whole internet. The bankrupt male supporting character picked up Jin Luo, who remained incredibly calm faced with poverty that was so severe they couldn’t even lift the pot lid; after all, making money was her forte. During a mall's grand opening event, she was invited to make up the numbers. When it came to the golden egg smashing segment, everyone else was cracking open various discount and cash vouchers... only she smashed open a piece of worthless rock. The barrage of comments was full of laughter. But Jin Luo defended it, saying, “This is actually a treasure.” Cynical fan: ??? Just as they were about to send a barrage of mocking comments, they saw her gripping the rock and forcefully breaking it apart, revealing an exquisite emerald inside??? Everyone: !!! And so, later on the trending searches. #A miniature statue crafted by a renowned artist found in a culinary variety show's river clam... #Island Challenge program discovers a treasure chest... #Remote mountain area documentary filming unearths a gold mine... At this moment, fans were leaving frenzied comments. “What does it mean to have treasures everywhere! Please let me follow Jin Luo!” “Wherever Jin Luo goes, it smells of fortune, has she considered buying a lottery ticket? I'm willing to pay for it!” “Hurry and tell us, Jin Luo! Are you actually a Fortune Cat?” Soon, Jin Luo’s "Fortune Cat" persona was on fire. One day, when Jin Luo and a coldly handsome man appeared hand in hand at a film festival press conference... Netizen in shock: Isn’t he the business tycoon who went bankrupt a few months ago? Fan: No, he’s a wealthy tycoon! Jin Luo: He’s also my husband.
Green clothes bury bones · 203.9K 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 · 11.6K Views
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