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Sang Xia, seorang gadis cantik yang suatu malam menemukan dirinya terbangun setelah mabuk berat dalam keadaan telanjang bersama seorang pria yang baginya adalah seorang iblis keparat, Rong Zhan. Ia adalah salah satu dari tiga orang yang paling berkuasa di kota T tempat Sang Xia tinggal dan tidak lain adalah sahabat dari mantan pacarnya yang sangat ia hindari saat ini. Banyak dari gadis-gadis yang ingin bisa masuk ke kamar Rong Zhan, kecuali Sang Xia. Tetapi, kesialan terus saja menghantui hidup Sang Xia dengan selalu dipertemukan dengan pria menyebalkan Rong Zhan yang tanpa diduga selalu memintanya untuk menjadi wanitanya. Akankah Sang Xia bersedia untuk menjadi wanita Rong Zhan? Dan apakah hidupnya akan selalu berada di lingkaran mantan pacar yang dihindarinya?

Rumors had it that Melissa Eugen, the fiancée of Murray Gibson, was an ugly and illiterate girl who grew up in the village. However, everyone was slack-jawed when Melissa showed up at a banquet. "Seriously? She is nowhere near ugly!" "It is said that she is the boss of Jaylin Segar, the great actor!" "Her father is the richest man in the world!" "She is Loe, the mysterious fashion designer!" The exposure of Melissa's multiple identities dumbfounded the crowd. Even so, they believed that she couldn't earn Murray's love. Nevertheless, on that day, the official account of the Gibson Group tweeted, "We are deeply in love and about to get married." Everybody was shocked.

Gu Nianzhi tidak tahu bagaimana caranya membuat seorang Mayor Jenderal — seorang yang sering menyendiri dan tampan — jatuh cinta kepadanya. Kedua matanya gelap dan serius. “...Goda aku. Jika kau mampu melakukannya, aku milikmu.” Gu Nianzhi: “!!!”

The MC is Overpowered!! And So Broken!! Leon was just grinding for loot like any other player. Until a rare quest dumped him in front of the Goddess of Sloth. She was breathtaking, a vision of divine perfection… if only she looked like she actually cared. With a half-lidded gaze, she let out a soft yawn before murmuring, "Mmm… I guess you’ll do." Boom. Overpowered blessing unlocked. Suddenly, Leon's rocking the Legendary Blacksmith Class, forging weapons so absurdly powerful that even the game devs are side-eyeing him. His stats refuse to stop climbing. His skills break every limit. Before he knows it, he’s leading a squad of insanely strong (and suspiciously attractive) allies. Oh, and he somehow accidentally founded a Kingdom. Even in real life, things spiral. Wealth, fame, and an alarming number of people begging for crafting commissions. But as the chaos piles up, one question keeps nagging at him: Why does this “game” feel a little too real? ◇◆◇ Discord Server: tinyurl.com/galanteodiscord ◇◆◇ Additional Tags: - Harem and Romance - No Yuri No NTR! - Blacksmith - Kingdom Building - Spirit Beast Contract - Real World Impact - Wealth and Fame - Seven Sins

"Mr. Mosley, Ms. Herring said she wanted to go to the beach." Valentino waved his hand and bought the entire island so that Jade could enjoy the beach as much as she wanted! "Mr. Mosley, Ms. Herring was kidnapped by international traffickers when she went to save a friend!" Half an hour later, more than a dozen helicopters hovered over the human traffickers' base! The human traffickers thought, who did we kidnap? The daughter of the president? The netizens all thought that Jade must have saved the galaxy in her previous life, but Jade, who was caught and brought back, wanted to cry... Jade was already a world-class hacker, and she could defeat the world's top assassins. However, in front of Valentino, Jade could be a coward!

Gazing at the Starbucks café at the airports had become a ritual for her. A desperate attempt as she hoped against hope to see him again, probably get one more chance to kiss him again. Looking at the store all lost, she walked ahead, but stumbled and bumped against someone.  The cup of coffee that he had in his hand spilled all over just like the first time when she had met him.  "Jesus Christ", he muttered.  The moment she heard the voice she looked up and saw his face. It was the same face that had promised to stay next to her, till death did them apart. Tears flooded her eyes and she could barely speak, "I knew you would come back for me Raymond". She raised herself on her toes in an attempt to kiss him, but he blocked her lips with his palm. "Whoa, whoa, Miss !!! I guess you have mistaken me for someone else." "What are you saying, Raymond? It's me, your Akira. The love of your life, your fiancée," she said and stretched her hand showing the ring on her finger. He stared at the ring for quite some time and then looked at her face apologetically and said,  "Miss please, I am already a married man." And then he silently walked away. ----- [Instagram - niharikabhol] [Join me on discord at] https://discord.gg/cPVJ69e [Warning: This novel has mature content. Reader's discretion advised]

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/5Bp6Pb9UzN check out more- https://ko-fi.com/jin_moon Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!

"Kiss or Kill?" "Karma." ***** Broken by a pack that was supposed to be home, Tamiko swore to never attend any mating ceremonies. He knew they would eventually reject him, so he didn't want to risk the heartbreak even more. However, a lonely best friend in need of a mate and a bunch of convincing later, Tamiko found himself at the entrance of the mating ceremony. As if that wasn't enough, the midnight moon gave him what he didn't want the most. A mate. But not just any mate. Gabe; the alpha's dark son, a man who made it his mission to make Tamiko's life harder, and also the man Tamiko hated more than life itself. As their eyes glowed in the night, Tamiko didn't see a mate, he saw a very rare opportunity; a chance to run, or be the one that Gabe ran from. He chose the latter. Like a gift from the moon, he realized the one thing that could burn down the Grealor pack. He bore the mark of lycan royalty, more precisely, King Zaffuto's mark. The outcast, Tamiko, was the lost lycan prince.

"Why do you even bring her here? Other than creating problems and running away, she has nothing better to do! I already told Domenic that she doesn't deserve to be here, she can't be a part of this family." Emilia flinched as Mark's angry words pierced through her heart, making her clasp her hand over her mouth to not reveal her presence. ******** Emily's life could only be described as a Tragedy. It's the term she had witnessed the most in her life and finally had accepted it as the bitter truth of her life. She was barely a few months old when her mom left her father and took her along. She witnessed the downfall of her mother in the world of alcohol and drugs as she was growing up. Her life was never perfect. It was even worse than what people considered as the worst, but it took a sudden change when her mother died in a car accident when she was barely nine years old. For the next six years, she stumbled across various foster homes and orphanages. And then suddenly someone appeared in her life claiming her as the lost princess of the famous Alessandro family. Sent to live with her six brothers she never knew about, she realized that her entire life was full of lies. Her so-called brothers changed her life forever. They were cold-blooded monsters who could go to any length to protect their little sister. Little did they know that what they needed to protect her from wasn't the demons of the outer world but the demons that were killing her slowly from the inside. Could they heal their broken angel or would become the reason behind her shattered self? And what would happen when another party would decide to enter into the picture - The Sullivans. Kaiden and Rylan Sullivan were just as powerful as the Alessandro's and they too were hiding their own secrets. But their biggest secret was the connection that they shared with Emily. This is a story about a young teenager who's running from her past, her new family, her pain, and the suffering that it brought. But how could someone run from reality? You could hide from it but never run from it. ******* Warning: There may be the use of abusive language. Some scenes may contain child abuse and triggering content. The copyright of the book cover belongs to me. Make sure to check all the tags before getting into the story! :)

My name is Blanche Callum. For five years, I’ve played the role of Zain Jacob’s dutiful wife. All I got in return was watching him give his devotion to another woman. I thought a second baby might be our last chance. He agreed, and for a moment, I dared to hope. But I was just a vessel, a womb safe enough to risk for the heir his mistress couldn’t. Then, my own daughter chose her arms over mine. That was my breaking point. I ended the pregnancy, demanded a divorce, and walked away from the man I loved and the child I lost. But now, on the verge of freedom, the man who treated me like air suddenly won’t let me breathe. His cold fury follows my every move. He broke my heart. Why is he now so desperate to keep the pieces?