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Le périple d'Atticus : Réincarné dans une aire de jeux

Protagoniste travailleur : Oui, Distribution de personnages intéressants : Oui, Création de monde : Oui, Protagoniste surpuissant : Oui, Transmigration : Oui. Atticus a affronté le pire jour de sa vie : son cœur a été brisé, et il a été soudainement tué chez lui, pour se réveiller dans un domaine magique en tant qu'héritier de l'une des familles les plus puissantes du domaine humain. Poussé par la détermination, il a juré de devenir plus fort et de prendre sa revanche sur quiconque l'a tué et l'a amené dans ce monde, quel qu'en soit le prix. N/D 1. Il n'y a pas de harem. 2. Le MC se soucie uniquement de lui-même et de sa famille. Il ne se gêne pas pour franchir la limite si cela signifie qu'il peut garder sa famille et lui-même en sécurité. 3. Il a une personnalité extrêmement vengeresse. Quelle que soit la raison ou ce que vous traversez, ça lui est égal. Ce qui compte, c'est que vous lui avez fait mal, et c'est tout ce dont il a besoin. 4. Il n'y aura pas de 'dissimulation de force'. Il sera prudent sur ce qu'il montre, mais il ne perdra pas s'il peut l'éviter. 5. Le MC travaille dur pour sa force ; ne vous laissez pas tromper par l'étiquette du système. 6. Enfin, si vous avez la moindre affection pour ce roman, donnez-moi tout, hahaha. Je plaisante, s'il vous plaît donnez-moi des pierres de pouvoir et laissez des critiques. Merci ! Discord : https://discord.gg/t7z25ZzKX3
RealmWeaver · 71.3K Views

Contract Marriage with My Secret Partner in Crime

Zephany Draven is a shy, clumsy celebrity journalist who is constantly ridiculed for not getting the big scoops. She is soft-spoken and easily intimidated, so she looks weak. However, behind closed doors, she's Eclipse, an altogether tougher, loud-mouthed agent and quite ruthless and efficient. Kendrick Montclair is a gentle, positive artist who loves his family and remains optimistic despite his struggles. His gentle nature makes him easy to take advantage of. But secretly, he's Obscura, a cold, ruthless agent who is efficient and silent. Both work as partners in a secret organization that preserves hidden truths erased by governments, yet they remain completely unaware of each other's true identities. Their goal is to reach the highest level of clearance to access classified information. But just when they're on the verge of success, they fail. Then, a mysterious man appears with an offer—a contract marriage in exchange for the information they desperately seek. Trapped with no alternative, they sign the deal. But neither expected what would happen next. ------------- Kendrick and Zephany sat by the glass wall, waiting for their food when a car suddenly crashed through. Kendrick pulled Zephany to safety just in time, but both got small cuts from the broken glass. "Are you okay?" they asked, checking each other. To their astonishment, the cuts healed before their eyes. Their minds raced. "Beside me, the only person I know who has that ability is." "No! She can't be that loud, short-tempered woman!" "No! He can't be that silent, obnoxious man!" "Did I marry my secret partner in crime?" They both shuddered at the thought.
Air_Ace · 9.2K Views

I Was Transported To An Adult Game On My Deathbed

What would you do if, on your deathbed, you were offered one last game? Would you choose a grand adventure? A tale of romance? A world to rule? Kayle made his choice—an adult game. A game he never got to experience in his first life. But instead of indulgence, he wakes up at rock bottom—a lowly servant boy in a crumbling brothel, trapped in a city on the brink of ruin. His goal remains the same: to enjoy the story he never got to play. Unfortunately, his very existence is already rewriting it. One day while walking through the streets of the capital city's slums, everyone suddenly bowed down to me. "Greetings! Godfather!" **** Disclaimer 1. "Is this a harem?" A common question from my previous novel, so I'll address it upfront. No, it is not. At least, not in the traditional sense. He'll have relationships with many girls, but most of them will be a fling. There will only be one final heroine. 3. If you decide to give my novel a try, first, thank you! Second, I would love if you could leave a few comments or a review. The feedback and confirmation that people are reading my book helps to keep me writing. 4. There is no smut in my book. I repeat, there is NO SMUT in my book. I know the title can be misleading, but I assure you, there is no smut in my book. (Important things should be repeated three times.) 5. I'm currently working on fixing my update schedule, but it should be sorted by March and will most likely be 3-4 chapters a week.
Lagaru · 7.4K Views

TEROR MAHLUK PENJILAT DARAH PEMBALUT

Malam itu, hujan turun semakin deras di kota kecil tempat Lia tinggal. Gemericik air yang menetes dari genting membuat suasana semakin mencekam. Hawa dingin merayap melalui celah-celah jendela kamar kosnya yang sederhana. Lia baru saja selesai mandi, air masih menetes dari rambutnya yang basah. Dengan cepat, ia merapatkan handuk ke tubuhnya sebelum mengenakan pakaian tidur. Namun, ketika ia hendak membuang pembalut bekas ke tempat sampah di kamar mandi, ia merasakan sesuatu yang aneh. Sebuah aroma menyelinap di udara. Bukan bau darah biasa, melainkan sesuatu yang lebih busuk, seperti daging yang membusuk di tempat lembab. Lia bergidik, bulu kuduknya berdiri seketika. Ia menahan napas, mencoba mengabaikan rasa tidak nyaman yang mulai merayap di tubuhnya. Dengan cepat, ia membuang pembalut itu ke dalam tempat sampah dan menutupnya rapat. Namun, perasaan tidak enak tidak hilang begitu saja. Seolah-olah ada sesuatu yang sedang mengawasi dari sudut kamar mandi. Lia menelan ludah, matanya bergerak mengamati sekitar, tetapi tidak ada yang berubah. Kamar mandi tetap seperti biasanya. Cermin di hadapannya berembun, meskipun ia tidak menggunakan air panas. Jantung Lia berdegup lebih cepat. Ia melangkah mendekat dan mengusap embun di permukaan cermin dengan tangannya. Samar-samar, tampak sebuah jejak... seperti lidah yang menjilati kaca. Lia terpaku, darahnya seakan membeku di dalam tubuhnya. Ia mengedip beberapa kali, berharap itu hanya bayangannya sendiri. Tapi tidak, jejak itu tetap ada, bahkan semakin jelas. Seolah-olah sesuatu—atau seseorang—benar-benar menjilati cermin dari dalam. Ia mundur perlahan, tangan gemetar meraih gagang pintu. Ia buru-buru keluar dari kamar mandi dan mengunci pintunya. Namun, ketika ia berbalik menuju ranjangnya, ia mendengar sesuatu. Sebuah suara isapan pelan, seperti seseorang sedang menjilati sesuatu dengan penuh nafsu. "Slepp... slepp..."
Endonesie_Media · 140 Views

Rebirth of the Spirit

Unidentified Quotation: "A faint omen hovered in the air like a sharp thread. Death slowly moves into its prey. Blinding white light comes upon the retinas of its victim as they slowly meet their fate." **** Synopsis: A young adult, moderately delighting his years, one day, fantastically had a unique experience while reading a normal book. A ecclesiastic turning point of which all surroundings swift into mythical world......with a forbidden name. A nameless world full of mysteries and secret items, runes and magical creatures; high, cunning and small, brave......roam creation and evolve. Civilizations of ancient races, forgotten, thrive and dominate the social order. Exploring the unique element known as runes as they get closer to its original source, The Word. Gods watch, rule and....disappear? What is this Reality? Join his journey to find out. ***** Owen Quotation: “Regrettably, for the context of my argument to make sense, I need to fully tell anyone the entire story of everything that transpired to me thus far….and in honestly, it hurts me just to think about it but I will grit my teeth to find the truth for ‘them.’” He remained firm for several moments and eventually opened his mouth, “As you all know….since you’re deities, I was born from a world called Earth and I was a normal individual in my final school years. In that world, my full name was Owen Shoku Henderson, a single child raised by two parents. In my early adult period as a nineteen year old, I was attending my final year as a high school-er and those years that lead up to that point were shaky but normal, nonetheless.” Continuing, “On one such modal day, in a classroom, I had normal lectures throughout the day and everything about it was average as usual but after the school day ended, things…..” He sighed, “Things became….chaotic but if I was to describe it…..it was hell.” ********************* Join my Discord server for the novel: https://discord.gg/Q4BTTV6U
QuintMio · 60.4K Views
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