hyung seok lookism

First imagination fanfiction with some background songs In the story, there will be more interaction between Myoui Mina and Kim Seok Jin Do not copyright my work! Bonus story, another cast will be arriving from Twice The story will be using Bahasa Indonesia, English, and Korean language, just find it in the story, I won't tell where is that Note: the writer using Mina Twice as Face Claim, so, maybe the next story is still secret.

the continuation of "The Story Begins" novel is here, will be more interaction between Kim Seok Jin and Myoui Mina, do not copyright my work!

read and find out.. if you like do give me power stones it will help me feel motivated to write more

hard work... why did I choose so fucking bad traits Short storytell: a lookism Reader Falls asleep or smth he thinks its just an dream So he chooses random traits that he thinks are cool now he have to survive with these

MC does the stealing, his women won't be stolen. Not all of MC's women will be virgins. Not all of MC's women will have been stolen by him as many will be single when meeting MC. No yuri. *** Upon receiving the NTR System, Tyler finally has the tool to achieve his ambitions. From the busty mild next door, to his timid and inexperienced boss, to his step-mother. Tyler will take all of them for himself, whether they have men in their lives already or not. Dozens and dozens will cry tears because of his actions. Women will cry tears of joy as Tyler gives them pleasure they didn't think was achievable, and men will cry tears of sorrow as Tyler makes their women realize what they were missing.

A story that will take some time.

Wei is a boy with a monk as a dad and a pvp champion as a mom, but one day when his mom dies in front of him he is determined to perfect his martial arts to protect his loved ones by fighting geniuses like Daniel Park,Gun Park and Suho Kang.

A average high school loner reincarnated at lookism universe as Gojo This new world is different from the one he was used to here strength determines your status , but he realizes that his fighting skills won't be enough to help him navigate this new world Warning: MC is manipulative up to some extend and terrible at rizzing up a girl NOTE : I own nothing in this fic including the cover pic except my imagination if anyone want me to remove anything just comment

He had a life, a family, and a future. Then, it was all taken away. Zean, an 18-year-old success story, is ripped from his world and forcibly thrown into the brutal, gang-ruled universe of the Lookism webtoon. With no explanation and no way back, he is condemned to survive in a reality where strength is the only law. Reborn as a 14-year-old orphan on the merciless streets of Gwangju, Zean must rely on a handful of incredible "cheats" to stay alive. But survival isn't enough. Driven by a deep-seated need for revenge against the force that condemned him, he vows to carve his own path in this violent new world.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!