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Chu Yu, a senior two-dimensional fan, a dead house in the eyes of others, and a comic book author and cheat in the eyes of readers! On that day, he obtained the system that transports many excellent manga works in the parallel world of Earth... and began his life as a mangaka who was considered a legend, or not so much! Reader A: "Professor, please finish the full-time hunter manga first and then open a new hole? It's been three years, and three years later, three years have been opened for ten years. Do you want my son to see the final chapter of the full-time hunter?" Reader B: "Old thief Chu Yu . If you don't resurrect Furukawa, I'll send you the blade tomorrow!"

Aaron thought he was doomed when he transmigrated to Blue Star—a world eerily like Earth, but steeped in supernatural chaos. On the day of the Awakening Ceremony, where power is everything, he drew a blank. No talent, no hope, just a one-way ticket to mediocrity… or worse. Until BAM! [System Bound Successfully! Host, Welcome to the Lucky Spin System!] With a single spin, Aaron’s fate flips: SSS-rank Lucky Halo unlocked!Another spin? Vampire Primogenitor bloodline acquired! One more? Abyssal Dragon summoned as his ultimate ally! Armed with a system that dishes out game-changing rewards every day, Aaron defies the odds, shocks the world, and claws his way to the top. In a realm ruled by talent, this nobody is rewriting destiny—one lucky spin at a time! join the discord server if you can. promise you won't regret it https://discord.gg/dncyhU4jdu

Li Chenan traveled to Ningguo and became an abandoned child who was kicked out of the house! This life experience is really a bit tragic: from the age of three to the age of eleven, he still couldn't memorize the three-character scriptures, and after three years of learning martial arts, he still couldn't get it! If you can't make it into martial arts, you just give up. If you don't do business again, you will lose all your money in three years. He is what the neighbors call a fool, but he also met a bloody divorce. Faced with such an opening, Li Chen'an calmly smiled and recited a poem, but unexpectedly, he caught the eyes of the nobleman, met some strange people and things, and embarked on a magnificent road. "If you ask me about my ideal, I really just want to open a tavern to earn some money and live my life happily." "If you ask me about my current achievements... they forced me to do so." "What I want to tell you is , Behind every successful man, there are many beautiful, sad, wonderful unknown stories."

Aaron mengira dia akan celaka ketika bertransmigrasi ke Bintang Biru—dunia yang sangat mirip dengan Bumi, tetapi dipenuhi kekacauan supernatural. Pada hari Upacara Kebangkitan, di mana kekuatan adalah segalanya, dia mendapat hasil kosong. Tidak ada bakat, tidak ada harapan, hanya tiket satu arah menuju mediokritas... atau lebih buruk. Sampai BAM! [Sistem Berhasil Terikat! Host, Selamat Datang di Sistem Putar Keberuntungan!] Dengan satu putaran, takdir Aaron berubah: Halo Beruntung peringkat-SSS terbuka! Putaran lain? Garis keturunan Primogenitor Vampir diperoleh! Satu lagi? Abyssal Dragon dipanggil sebagai sekutu utamanya! Berbekal sistem yang memberikan hadiah pengubah permainan setiap hari, Aaron menentang segala rintangan, mengejutkan dunia, dan mencakar jalannya menuju puncak. Di alam yang dikuasai oleh bakat, si bukan siapa-siapa ini menulis ulang takdir—satu putaran beruntung sekaligus!

It wasn't easy for him to awaken the Lottery System. Wu Chen thought that he would be able to reach the pinnacle of life with countless beauties in his arms. However, what made him extremely speechless was, what was this system, how could it actually pull out a kid? ================= Disclaimer: I do not own the novel or anything about it. They all belong to Mo Qi so please do support the original work. =================

After declaring their love for each other on Christmas Day, Simon Peters and Mark Smith settle down to a cosy life of domestic togetherness.<br><br>A new year brings new joys and challenges. Sam, a neighbour boy comes to stay for a few days and adopts Simon and Mark as honorary dads.<br><br>A promotion at work gives Simon more responsibility. Mark finds employment at the local café. The purchase of a car allows the couple to get out and about to explore the Yorkshire countryside.<br><br>Snuggle up in an easy chair and toast your toes in front of the fire as you read Simon and Mark’s continuing romantic adventures.

Simon Peters and his partner Mark Smith face a number of challenging life events in the fourth and final volume of this heart-warming saga.<br><br>Because of his time working on the streets after being kicked out of home by his father, Mark worries he may have contracted HIV. Despite knowing the lack of treatment options if he were to test positive -- this is the late 1980’s before the age of retro-viral drugs -- Mark is determined to know his fate.<br><br>Things become complicated when Mark receives a letter from his father wanting to re-establish contact. Roy entering their lives presents further challenges, ones which ultimately threaten Simon and Mark’s continued happiness.<br><br>Gay teens Sam and Billy play an increasingly important part in Simon and Mark’s lives, often regarding the older men as surrogate fathers/big brothers. Can this unconventional family pull together and become stronger, despite all the world has thrown at them?

Twitter: @Plafu24 This plays in a fictional world with a different school system After the middle school comes high school comes Uni. This is a story about tow Girls that fall in love in the Highschool. One name is eve and the other one is Emelie and eve is getting bullyed by her class mates because she draw gl webcomics and Emelie is new to this school

I just wanted to draw manga quietly. Now I’m being stalked by a yandere beauty, mistaken as a boyfriend, and recruited into clubs to solve their problems. Seriously, I’m just here to draw... why is everyone treating me like the main character of a rom-com?

The Valehart estate was a garden of silver lilies. Every petal gleamed like moonlight on steel, every step echoed grace and silence — exactly as the house demanded. For centuries, House Valehart had been the Empire’s diplomats, the voice that soothed where others shouted. They were the noble house of peace and polish — the masters of negotiation, the Empire’s silver tongue. But Serene Valehart had always felt wrong in her own home. When her cousins practiced curtsies, she watched the guards spar in the courtyard, her eyes tracing every swing of the blade. When her tutors recited the laws of diplomacy, she memorized them — then imagined how to parry each argument as if it were an attack. She excelled in every lesson. Her words were soft, her steps measured, her smile flawless. She was the perfect daughter of a perfect house. But that wasn’t the only her. --- When the manor slept, Serene crept into the old forge behind the eastern gardens — a place half-swallowed by ivy and shadow. Once, it had been used to craft ornamental blades for noble ceremonies. Now, it was forgotten — quiet, cold, alive only with the scent of soot and iron. Old Joren, the blacksmith, never told on her. He simply watched as she stood beside him, eyes bright with something fierce and unspoken. “Doesn’t it hurt?” she asked once, when a spark leapt and burned his arm. “Every strike leaves a mark,” he said with a faint smile. “That’s how you know it’s becoming something.” Serene touched the glowing metal, feeling its warmth pulse through her skin. > “Then I’ll learn to take the marks,” she whispered. --- Years passed. The silver lilies bloomed each spring, and the Valehart daughter grew into the image her family had crafted — calm, articulate, unblemished. She spoke with grace that silenced rooms, smiled in ways that ended arguments, and bowed with elegance that won peace. Yet beneath her silk gloves were faint scars — pale lines across her palms, hidden proof of who she truly was. So when the Royal Knight Academy sent its call for new initiates, when noble daughters dreamt of betrothals and noble sons of command — Serene Valehart packed her sword instead. Her father called it folly. Her mother said nothing — only tied her daughter’s braid with a silver ribbon and whispered, “Keep your balance, my dear.” The morning she left, the manor was silent. The lilies swayed in the wind as if bowing farewell. At the gate, Serene looked back once. The marble walls glimmered under sunlight, perfect and distant — the prison she’d once called home. She stepped into the carriage, her blade resting across her knees. > Grace is might unseen. That was the Valehart creed. She had lived by it all her life. Now, she would show them what it truly meant. The carriage wheels turned. The estate faded into the morning haze. And softly, as the road stretched before her, Serene whispered — > “Even lilies bleed.” Patron: https://www.patreon.com/JayKJ?utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator