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You Call This Good Luck?

As an orphan with no connections to rely on, Heizen had to become a pioneer to gain hope for survival in this broken world. However, all this came to naught when a space crack ripped his body in half, along with his friend and his world — or so he believed before his death. Though he died, he was given a second chance when he transmigrated to a fantasy world where magic is the norm. Starting as a slave, Heizen was overjoyed when he received his golden finger: the Good Luck System. With luck on his side, he believed he had nothing to fear— at least he thought so. [Ding!] [Good Luck favors you.] [Select the red corridor to receive a life potion and a world seed.] Getting excited by the prompt and his incredible luck, he decisively chose the red corridor. Unfortunately, he collided head-on with the Giant Dragon Gadrakh, whose cold gaze pierced him with disdain. "Humph" With a single snort, he was cooked alive. "Damn, you call this good luck?" Despite his complaints about his bad luck and faulty system, he persisted in his desire to become a powerful person and return to his broken world. However, as more fallen realms crashed with this world, Gaia, Heizen discovered many strange traits about them, leading him to suspect that his previous world was also one of them. Maybe what he witnessed before he died wasn't the end? Follow Heizen, our protagonist, as he navigates this deadly fantasy realm using his defective system and uncovers the mysteries of the entire cosmos. Could he do it? Let's find out. [Synopsis is weak. Please try it. Things get better. You'll love it. Also, don't forget to support with Powerstone or Gifts as that would make this story more visible.] ******** Light Romance: Yes Thrilling Adventure: Yes Game Elements: Yes Slice Of Life: Yes. Our MC Needs to rest sometimes. Delicious Food: Yes Exciting Plot: Hell Yes. Mystery: 100% Discord Link: https://discord.gg/WWyfSmjeSU
Forgetful_Sage · 91.6K Views

The Devil's Good Girl

A cheating boyfriend and a traitorous best friend had always been a cliché start to a story. Fil often thought those things only happened in such narratives. Who would have thought this same cliché twist would happen to her? Fil was a devout Christian who held marriage and marital fidelity sacred. She had been a very good girl from childhood to adulthood. But when she caught her childhood sweetheart slash fiancé and her best friend rolling under the sheets, Fil wanted to rebel for the first time. The first step of her rebellious journey? Getting drunk. After drowning her sorrows with the help of alcohol, Fil met the enigmatic Jackson. The moment her eyes met those tantalizing golden orbs, words slipped past her lips without any notion of the kind of situation she was getting herself into: “Will I go to hell if I lose my virginity before marriage?” His thin, red lips curled up as a glint flickered across his naturally sharp eyes, and he said, “Who knows? But I can bring heaven to you if you want me to.” ***** Jackson. A man shrouded in mystery and secrets, licentious to the core with zero morality, someone who had grown bored playing games with life. Until one fateful night, a woman suddenly appeared before him — a perfect prey for a boring night. Little did he know, a night with a rebellious wannabee wouldn’t be enough to quench his biological urge. Nor would he ever fathom the colors she gave to his gray-colored world. A good girl with dirty thoughts and a sinful man who had even dirtier thoughts. A relationship that started for revenge and to satisfy one’s need; was there even space for true love? How? When the man bending her down would nastily whisper in her ear, “You've been a fucking good girl.” **** As the two grapple with their own demons threatening to tear them apart, doubts would start surfacing in their hearts. Was this rebellion worth sacrificing her principles for? Could she truly find happiness in the arms of a man so steeped in darkness? And for Jackson, was redemption possible for a devil like him? And if so, would she be the one to lead him towards the light? Would she even accept his darkest secrets and the hell of his world? In a world where trust was a rare commodity and love was a fragile flame, Fil and Jackson would have to navigate the treacherous waters of desire and redemption. Would they face the unknown together? Or would they let go to save themselves from the impending pain of being together? **** JOIN MY DISCORD SERVER: https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY Spanish translation of this book is also available on Webnovel . LINK: https://www.webnovel.com/book/la-buena-chica-del-diablo_29711041200202605 Portuguese translation: https://www.webnovel.com/book/a-garota-boa-do-diabo_29711057200204305
BAJJ · 1.1M Views

Thriller Trainee

Disclaimer: The content presented here is not authored by me. I kindly request that you extend your support to the original author by visiting jjwxc.net. Original Author Name: Wang Ya / 妄鸦 - The washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.
littleHua · 136.1K Views
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