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Lydia, who grew up with her grandmother in a remote village, was finally taken back to the wealthy mansion. Only then did she realize that this was the result of her sickly grandmother kneeling down and begging her mother, who had long become a wealthy lady. However, her mother warned her sternly in private, "You can never call me mom! You can only call me auntie! Remember that?" The moment she entered the house, her mother's son and daughter, who were born in a wealthy family, took turns picking on her and humiliating her. What greeted her was always her mother's mocking words, "They are my babies, and you are just my niece. We eat and drink well, so what if you give in to them?" She knew that her mother might do something crazy to hide her secret. Good! Nobody can be relied on! I'll rely on myself! After surviving university, the female protagonist packed her luggage and exclaimed, "What rich family? I don't care anymore!" The female protagonist ran away from home and entered the entertainment industry! With her superb acting skills, an experienced director offered her an olive branch. Thousands of fans went crazy for her. She was invited to a charity dinner by the wealthiest man on the Fortune List. Someone even bought a big screen at Times Square to celebrate her birthday. While everyone was crazy about her, a mysterious man bought all the headlines and announced, "Thank you for liking my fiancée! But, I'm the one who loves her the most!"

The dust of a small Texas town settled around Tessica Raleigh, a world away from the familiar outskirts of Dodge City, Kansas. She didn't expect much from this "Podunk" place, certainly not excitement. Her life revolved around the rhythm of the seasons, the annual harvest of wheat and corn that her family meticulously managed. Her true sanctuary wasn't a quiet room or a bustling city street; it was the cab of a combine or a tractor, the steady hum of the engine a comforting presence as she plowed and harvested the crops. Romance was a distant, practically nonexistent, concept in her demanding schedule. Her parents, meanwhile, basked in their perceived wealth from the successful harvests, seemingly oblivious to anything beyond their financial comfort. On the Triple R Ranch, Logan Ray was living a different, yet equally focused, life. His days were steeped in the traditions of the ranch, a legacy passed down by his dad and uncles. His sophomore year had been smooth sailing, and he felt no anxieties about stepping into junior year. The only real pressure came from his friends, who relentlessly teased him about getting a girlfriend. Logan, however, had his priorities set on his studies and the demanding work of the ranch. He found far more interest in the intricacies of cattle and crops than in high school dating. This focus, however, sometimes made him a target for Kale Edwards, Sawyer Edwards' oldest son, whose animosity often manifested in physical blows.

The Directorate is a sprawling Regime, where a person's worth is weighted in their craft and capability. Driven by endurance, meritocracy, and deterrence. One will be drained of all their strength before fading into irrelevancy. Phillip "Kyle" Henschels is one of those. Navigating his loaded life as a Student, being a Operativ and leader for a Militia Fire Team. He has to navigate his overburdened life, filled with impossible expectations, moral conflicts, and the unforgiving life within the Directorate.

Warning : Mature audience only. All I ever wanted was to be happy. Live a normal life. Not one that has been pre- programmed. ~~~~~~~~~~~ I am Charlotte Montogary. I was finally out. Or so I thought. If I could just make it past these woods I would make sure they never find me. Nathaniel Tamarnz. I was in. These people are as dumb as fuck. If my own solider made a mistake of this sort, I would definitely have their heads hanging on posts for it. I walked right past them even without the guard's clothing and no question was asked. They just let me pass straight through, right through these bloody gates. It was so easy to blend into the soldiers. No question asked! Be warned this novel contains illicit scenes. Not comfortable don’t read it. Wanna no more, click on the read button. # webnovel/stphntina/dreamboat# *2021 Don't pirate it's not nice. * Story under reconstruction

Do you ever wonder where the dream people come from? Those people who appear in our dreams yet we’ve never seen elsewhere?<br><br>So begins the story of a young man visited in recurring dreams by his personal vision of a dreamboat. His exotic, Latin ideal man is swarthy, sexy, and ripped and knows exactly the right ways to please our hero.<br><br>The dreams are surreal and sexy ... but what happens when our hero encounters his dream man in real life?

One day a young boy was immersed into his gaming computer then suddenly he got sucked inside! Follow Ishi on his adventure into the unknown

In a world filled with magic and mystery, towards unexpecting twists and events. A battle between the brave and corrupt. As the boy who's the center of it all, will he prevail or will he fail? Will he obtain what he seeks? In all questions there are answers, but only those who wish to seek what they desire can obtain it. In hopes of protecting those he love and care for, will he be able to obtain such thing by himself or with others. To achieve the peace he seeks and to sway from danger. Only those who have the desire for it, is worthy enough of such thing.

"HELP ME!!" "Don't scream princess, Now you're stuck here, Forever, Hahahaha" "Why are you doing this? Leave me please!!" "You're the one who started all this, Darling." "You're lying! I didn't started anything!!" "You did! By playing that!" "By Playing what!?" "The Ouija board." "W-What?!" Stay tuned! Support your Author-Nim pleasee?

Death is usually the end the end of life. Usually. Kiro Olrae was a very successful Business owner. He was known throughout the world, and was good at almost everything he did. This was until he died. He found himself in a white void, with nothing but a black rectangular object, floating a couple feet off the ground, and a line of text at the top. 'Welcome, Entity.' It said. 'You have been selected for the ‘Blood Board Program.'

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!