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A novel bout a young boy from a struggling family and his rise to football stardom entailing all his struggles, drama, difficulties and choices through the help of a system. P.S: no face slapping or cliche OP Ness. Authors note: thank you so much guys for joining the club, it's my first novel and English is my second language. So please bear with the errors and give me feedbacks to improve the novel, thanks a lot guys for the support. The first few chapters may have some minor grammatical errors and might be short (nothing big) like I said above ☝️. I've been trying to fix as many errors as possible but there might be a few ( I'm a human being). I post one chapter daily # support ********** This novel is a work of fiction. While it references real organizations, locations, and events, the characters, storylines, and specific depictions are created by the author. The names, characteristics, and actions of individuals within the story are purely fictional and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental. This work is not endorsed by, nor affiliated with, any football club, league, or organization. All references to real teams, events, or organizations are used for fictional purposes, and the portrayals within this book do not reflect real-world actions, views, or affiliations.

In the sprawling, neon-lit depths of Saer-Eh, where the powerful shape reality with their Icons, Donovan is nothing more than a fearful, forgotten boy. A runaway from the upper-middle-class Coffers district, he’s spent his life cowering from conflict, his only anchor being his mother—until she disappears, and the world comes crashing down. Plagued by whispers that aren’t his own, haunted by a strength he never wielded, Donovan is thrust into the city’s underworld—a labyrinth of corrupt Enforcers, merciless crime lords, and ancient faiths vying for dominion. With no training, no wealth, and nothing but a fading resolve, he’s given a choice: confront his own fear and learn to wield the strength beneath the surface, or be consumed by it. This city does not reward the weak, it does not coddle the scared. But what if fear is the flame that tempers the blade of strength? What if cowardice is but the precursor to glory?

Hidup sebagai seorang Icon majalah tidaklah mudah. Ketika berbagai hal harus ia lakukan, termasuk privasi kehidupanku yang harus ku jaga. ketika ku harus menutup rapat hidup pribadiku Ku juga harus menjauh dari seseorang yang ku cintai. Namun semua sia-sia ketika dia kembali ke dalam hidupku Dan merenggut semua kebahagiaan yang telah ku dapatkan. Menjauhkanku pada segalanya termasuk rasa bahagiaku terlebih ketika dia memutuskan tuk meninggalkan cinta kami "Sya.. ku rasa kita harus berhenti sampai sini". "Kenapa ren? bukankah kita sudah cukup jauh selama 7 tahun ini? Tak bisakah kau menungguku setahun lagi? aku janji.. aku akan resign setelah itu hiks.. ". "Sya.. kau adalah seorang icon model dan aku tak pantas untukmu. kau pantas mendapatkan sosok yang jauh lebih pantas dariku.. ku harap kau mengerti itu". "Kau punya wanita lain Bukan hiks? jadi benar? hiks". "Dan bukankah Dia Udah kembali untukmu sya? Kalian pun sudah saling merasakan Bukan? ". "Apa maksudmu ren! ". "sudahlah setidaknya kita tau kau sudah dicicipi olehnya jadi aku tak pantas Lagi Buatmu karena kau sudah memberikan dirimu padanya! shitt!! ". "Ren.. dengarkan aku.. ". "Sudahlah.. ku harap ini pertemuan terakhir kita, Semoga kamu bahagia dengannya. Makasih buat 7 tahun kau sudah mencintaiku Rasyabila yunanda". Ya dia meninggalkanku dengan segala hal yang sudah ku perjuangkan. aku sudah berjanji jika semua akan ku akhiri setelah kontrak telah selesai tapi kenapaa hikss, kenapa dia merenggut semua kebahagiaanku! "Rennn.. hikss.. hikss.. ". "Bangunlah! seorang icon majalah tak pantas seperti ini sweetie ". "Kau! Ini semua gara-gara kau! Kenapa kau datang ketika ku sudah bahagia! ". "Kau tau Kenapa honey? ". Ia mendekatiku dan merengkuh tubuhku seraya pelan membisikkan kepadaku "Because I like your body.. ". "Apa! bajingan! ". "Forever you are mine not other man, bersiaplah! sebentar lagi Akan ada pemotretan lagi ". Drrttt.. "Ya haloo Meli, tolong siapkan rasya tuk pemotretan setelah ini. Iya dia ada disini jadi cepat ajak Dia bersiap! ". "siap sir.. ". Cih.. dia ternyata menelfon asisten pribadiku! beraninya! "Rasyabila yunanda.. see you again". "Alfa Aga fahrero! Liat saja pembalasanku! ". Alfa afa fahrero pov aku tak siap Lagi menantikanmu honey setelah sekian lama Kau pergi dariku! I will feel you again! and I will make you mine, fall in love with me! end.. Apakah yang akan terjadi pada mereka? Sebuah perasaan yang kembali lagi pada satu sama lain. Akankah aga mendapatkan gadisnya Lagi?

Little Joseph never thought he'd be surviving his predetermined death...

After the village idiot Lin Tian returned to his senses, the pretty widow, the attractive wife, and the wealthy young lady all came knocking on his door one after the other...

>> Dark Forest Rapocalypse Meme Manual > When you mix Animal Planet + 8 Mile + Black Mirror in a witch's cauldron, then sprinkle Bitcoin mining residue – congrats, you've brewed this hellish allegory stew!

“Jadi kapan kamu menikah?” tanya pria dengan senyum mengejek  di wajahnya. Arin yang mendengar pertanyaan itu seketika merasa kesal. Mr Jung, dialah pria itu, seorang CEO tampan blasteran Korea- Indonesia yang terkenal dengan  image dingin, kejam, playboy dan tidak punya belas kasih. Diam-diam menyukai Arin, salah satu karyawanya, seorang wanita yang tidak pernah menginginkan cinta karena trauma masa lalu, hingga membuatnya hidup sendiri sampai di usia 32 tahun.

Fu Shinian, an extra character in the original book, awakens to find that her whole family are the vicious villains in the story. Her father, unable to establish relations with the Marquis Changping's residence, is demoted and exiled by the male lead. Her mother is beaten to death on the road to exile, and Aunt Cheng is humiliated to death protecting her chastity. Her elder brother opposes the male lead to win over the female lead and dies saving her. Her elder sister makes life difficult for the female lead, and after their father is exiled, she is divorced by the male lead and sent to a pleasure house. To protect her family and change their tragic fate, isn’t it fair for her to absorb all the male and female leads' fortunes? * [Ding! Male and female leads' fortune -1000, Fu Mansion's fortune +1000] Mr. Fu: "I attended the morning court session, why did His Majesty promote me again!" Madam Fu: "I went to the temple to offer incense, and the master said I was surrounded by a powerful purple aura!" Aunt Cheng: "How did the Cheng Family suddenly become the imperial merchants!" Elder Brother: "It seems like I suddenly have gained intelligence, I know all the exam questions!" Elder Sister: "How come right after I broke off the engagement, Little General Gu came to propose?" * The Marquis Changping can only live to 25, in two years the title will belong to the male lead? She frantically absorbs the fortunes of the male and female leads to boost the Marquis Changping's fortune! During the plague lockdown, Fu Shinian brings medicine and travels long distances into the city to safeguard his health. He understands the girl's intentions, but he only has two years left to live, how can he drag her down. However, why does his heart ache so much watching her with someone else? Finally, the Marquis Changping forces Fu Shinian into the corner of the study, lowering his head to seek her lips: "Niannian, I was wrong."

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?

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!