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A wealthy step son in a politically charged environment, a spirited young Vet who loves to live her life to the fullest, a diabolical Godman, hell bent on changing the course of human race and two obsessive lovers, who refuse to take a no for an answer. Combine all this and what you end up with, is a heady cocktail of passion, deceit, cut throat politics and above all, a one of a kind "Love", that will transcend all barriers . An Ounce Of Love... for that is all we need.

"Unbound Boundary" refers to the conventional boundaries between the game world and reality that are unbound. It can also refer to the boundaries within the players themselves that they can surpass and exceed beyond what they previously knew. In a broader context, "Unbound Boundary" can be interpreted as liberation from the limitations that hinder us in life and exploring uncharted territories.

Random Cannon Fodder- "Oi, wanna die" Mc- "..." Random Cannon Fodder- *punch* Mc- "No." Random CF- *dies immediately* --------- One day a strange boy gets transferred into Cube, the most prominent high school in the country, during the middle of the school year. He has a very strange personality and seems somewhat strange. Intrigued by this boy, Yoo Yeonha follows him after class. She soon finds out that he has a dark secret.

"Your Lord, if your wish is to amuse me, then retrieve your acts." She interrupted me, and I knew I had done her erroneous. "My apologies. I did not know when to ask, speak, talk, or request for your name. My utterances before were out of nervousness, my princess. I don’t know the effects it has had, but I am glad. Glad of your presence, and my presence as stated, as long as our speeches rhyme, am happy. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***************~~~~~~~~~~~~~************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He knew his stand, he knew his label, he knew.., he sure knew. A bastard’ To some it was just a name, an English decent name, but to many, especially those in the highest ranks of the social class, knew, they knew what kind of hefty drift being associated with such a labeled man meant to his whole, they knew. And he,… he.., was born as one, a bastard. A bastard, a bastard was what he came to know his name as,… Lord Willock,.. a duke’s son but a King’s decent to be precise, lived a life of now, as tomorrow was nothing but a luck. The boy, knew all, he knew love, ooh how would he forget the face of the dazzling girl who made her forget all his worries, right on the ballroom dance floor. How would he forget, how would he forget, he was a bastard, if every conversation seemed to have nothing but the name on it.., However, maybe destiny was meant to be lenient or tough on him, its all his fate to face. Dearest reader, let’s embark on the journey of Lord Willock, and see what lemons life throws at him, and his coping mechanisms, in times of tragedy, and maybe he was more fated for good fortune than just a label..? A labeled man was meant for ‘death!!!’ A word and statement well known.., Lord have mercy.

"Unbound Boundary" refers to the conventional boundaries between the game world and reality that are unbound. It can also refer to the boundaries within the players themselves that they can surpass and exceed beyond what they previously knew. In a broader context, "Unbound Boundary" can be interpreted as liberation from the limitations that hinder us in life and exploring uncharted territories.

"Your Lord, if your wish is to amuse me, then retrieve your acts." She interrupted me, and I knew I had done her erroneous. "My apologies. I did not know when to ask, speak, talk, or request for your name. My utterances before were out of nervousness, my princess. I don’t know the effects it has had, but I am glad. Glad of your presence, and my presence as stated, as long as our speeches rhyme, am happy. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~***************~~~~~~~~~~~~~* He knew his stand, he knew his label, he knew.., he sure knew. A bastard’ To some it was just a name, an English decent name, but to many, especially those in the highest ranks of the social class, knew, they knew what kind of hefty drift being associated with such a labeled man meant to his whole, they knew. And he,… he.., was born as one, a bastard. A bastard, a bastard was what he came to know his name as,… Lord Willock,.. a duke’s son but a King’s decent to be precise, lived a life of now, as tomorrow was nothing but a luck. The boy, knew all, he knew love, ooh how wou;d he forget the face of the dazzling girl who made her forget all his worries, right on the ballroom dance floor. How would he forget, how would he forget, he was a bastard, if every conversation seemed to have nothing but the name on it.., However, maybe destiny was meant to be linient or tough on him, its all his fate to face. Dearest reader, let’s embark on the journey of Lord Willock, and see what lemons life throws at him, and his coping mechanisms, in times of tragedy, and maybe he was more fated for good fortune than just a label..? A labeled man was meant for ‘death!!!’ A word and statement well known.., ~~~~~~~~~~~~****************~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ But, as stated earlier, as you all know, all wizards, royals, peasants, and members of higher social classes have one thing in common. They all had a fear—not a fear of debts or of God—but a fear of shame, and he, he who was borne out of the shame, bore the sin. A debt and label, he alone shall carry; and a bastard he became. May God have mercy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- I appreciate all of you dearest readers for taking the opportunity to join me in my fantastical world, through my fondness for Willock. As we embark on this journey, and as you join me to see through the eyes of this young lad, I wish you all the enjoyment you desire, and may all your desires take the best of turns. This is a novel I'm quite, or rather, I'd say, I love writing. As the plot rises to its course and falls to its rhythms, I hope you will enjoy all the nuances of our dearest Willock. I acknowledge all of you and encourage you to keep pushing me to do more, and to reach the best of my potentials. All love. Enjoy, fam...

A man who was cursed by the sun god has to live with his abnormalities will he persevere?

Welcome to the story LOST GIRL. This story will leave you on the edge of your seat as your journey with Melody and Jeremy though misty dying adventures and it’s up to your if you want to join in and become the hero of your story. So...shall we begin.

Dark Romance "P..please release my father, he's so..sick and dying",she begged earnestly. I felt myself grow excited beneath my mask. I gestured to the guards,to let her pass through the barricade of men surrounding me. She runs towards me, falling onto her knees,whilst holding my shoe clad leg. My guards brought out their guns but I waved them off. I felt a smirk crawl onto my lips. I got pleasure in the cries and pains of others although a part of me wondered why I didn't derive satisfaction or any joy from seeing this woman on her knees,tears streaking her face,face downcast. "P…please sir,let my father go, I'll do anything",she bawled out. The minute she looked up,her contacts rolled out, revealing ethereal sapphire colored eyes,eyes I'd recognize anywhere I see it,eyes that draw attention to themselves. The minute she looked up,I felt my breath catch in my lungs. Those ethereal eyes,the same colour of eyes as HER. The smirk on my lips trembled before completely crumbling. "Will you trade in yourself for your father", I asked in a blank voice. "Yes",she whimpered out in an instant. Just like that my game was starting. The prey has taken the bait. Lorenzo Demario, The Don of the Italian Mafia, The Devil's God, He's referred to as the Devil's God, Lorenzo is on a quest for vengeance, He's on a revengeful quest, looking for the murderers of his parents. He finds adulterated evidence against the Spanish mafia. He decides to use their heir against them,the heir they are all unaware of. He orchestrates an elaborate plan,a sure way to get his revenge but that all melts away when their eyes meet. Sapphire colored eyes clashing with forest green ones. But along the line,he realizes that the heir,his tool for revenge, is his childhood best friend and sweetheart. He has to decide between love and Duty. Adrianna White, She suffers from multiple personality Disorder, She has a facade of a shy and sweet girl, But at night, she's something e

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!