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Após o mundo colapsar e a sociedade ruir,uma nova gangue surge para mostrar quem dita as leis do apocalipse

Lux loves being The Runner of the LSD (Luxembourg Spy Department) until he meets Rostov, a banker who wants this story to end on page one. Rostov is in so much trouble that shooting himself seems the only wise thing to do, but even suicide doesn't work out as planned. Lux offers to help: "You better drown yourself in the bathtub and save me the work of cleaning up blood and brain tissue." Lux and Rostov join forces. Lux has grit, wit and it, and Rostov needs only one hit to release a shipload of shit. Together they cause a roller coaster of disasters in and around the five-star Prestigio International Hotel in Geneva, on a mission to solve two questions: what happened to the President of the First Bank of Moscow, and what's inside the suitcase that Rostov lost?

I'm Zoe, formerly known as Chloe. My childhood was filled with tragedy. My father, Alpha Lucian, believed Vanessa's false accusations and callously stuffed my mother into a suitcase, leading to her death. He ignored my pleas and mistreated me, even endangering my life to save Vanessa's baby. When the truth about Vanessa's crimes emerged, my father was consumed by guilt and regret. Years later, I returned to confront him before traveling back in time. I warned my younger father of the future, preventing the tragic bond. This changed everything, allowing my mother to live a different life, bond with another, and still have me while pursuing her career.

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One young woman navigates her way through love and politics and unites one divided Kingdom despite facing so much opposition and oppression from men and like her women who want power Set in the 6th Century Japan.

Grace McAllister is quite happy and settled into her workaholic life of Spinsterhood, but her friends and family are not. In a plot to get her back into dating circulation, her mother and two roommates set her up on blind dates, each unique in their own way.

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If feelings of love already turned into deep-seated hate, would there still be a chance of forgiveness for the sake of saving an individual’s future? Winona Chen is Beijing’s Angel; the youngest but one of the most well-known lawyers in the city. With looks like that of a seraph and a heart reserved for justice, she has been on the headlines ever since her name was written down in the history of legal sector. Beautiful, refined, and rich with a strong sense of justice, Win is an asset the nation is raving about. But can stories and people of the past lead one to challenge her own principles? How far would one go trying to save a name she once called love?

I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?