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Um novo conde chega a cidade de Londres, com um segredo sobrenatural. Crimes hediondos assombram as ruas a noite, ninguém está seguro. De dia ele é o admirável e respeitado homem nobre, a noite se transforma para julgar os estripadores sem piedade e caligrafa com sangue dos réus suas poesias.

O começo dos contos da aventura de um elfo dramaturgo e um aventureiro. Uma história de aventura e comédia que poderá haver tragédia; tudo narrado pelo elfo, o poeta.

Famous, Strong, Active, Smart, and Gorgeous—was blinded by the beauty of love. Savannah, the perfect angle of and ideal woman—a perfect angel that fails to protect her own identity. Everyone can love, but not everyone will love. Will Savannah find her true love? Will just continue her life without deep affection? let's find out! ___________________________ Language: Tagalog/English

In This World of secrets and mysteries where curses and cursed object can lead one to absolute ruin or an overpowered stride joing Xavion in his quest, with his fate unknown let's all watch his growth

Tasha-Motherfucking-Brown. That was the name. Never forget it. Lustful plump lips, dark brown eyes, and skin that was smoother than butter. Tall, curvy and an attitude ready to bite. Idris Romano-Creed. The second. Let it ease into your mind. Exotic grayish-brown eyes, thick voluptuous lips and the darkest shade of brown skin that shines. Tall, charismatic, with a Greek ancient god's body. One of them is a devil in disguise, and the other is a mysterious figure extremely cunning. When these two meet, the world will burn. Tasha thinks he's quite a sexy asshole. Idris knows her attitude needs fixing. So what's he gonna do about it?

Perjalanan kematian dan reinkarnasi Suatu hari ayah menggendongku. Wajahnya dipenuhi tawa kebahagiaan. Ia tidak melepaskanku, menciumi seluruh bagian wajahku. Hingga di usia remajaku, ayah masih menggendongku. Kali ini wajahnya nampak lain, begitu banyak kesedihan yang menamparnya. Ia terus melekatkan wajahku di dekat bibirnya yang terdiri dari lantunan doa mustajab. Ia bergegas lari masuk, berteriak ketakutan untuk meminta tolong. Semua suara dan keadaan terasa samar seketika, sebelum akhirnya aku tidak mampu menahan sakitku. Aku hanya mengingat seragam putih dan wajah ayahku terakhir kali.

"A tale of star-crossed lovers, where fate weaves a cruel tapestry of longing and despair. Against all odds, their love flourishes, only to be tested by betrayal and tragedy, leaving them to question if love alone can defy destiny."

The priest, a symbol of nobility and sanctity. As warriors fight bravely on the front against the enemy, the priest stands as their strongest support. Whether through effective healing or chanting battle hymns to empower the warriors, a team with high-level priests is always the most powerful. "Arise, my most loyal companion! When others have fallen before the enemy's might, only the priest remains standing. As long as we are here, there is hope for life!" The priest, the most noble and delicate profession. We are the warriors behind the scenes, the heroes in the shadows, the war machines that don't need guns. We are the noble arbiters of victory! But we are not just the ones who stand behind the warriors. Priests can also stand alone, slay dragons, and destroy everything with a snap of our fingers!

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!