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Fleeing to my mom's best friend for help, I never expected Auntie Shan, who watched me grow up since I was little, to harbor such ulterior motives toward me...

Fugindo para a melhor amiga da minha mãe em busca de ajuda, eu nunca esperava que a Tia Shan, que me viu crescer desde pequeno, pudesse ter tais segundas intenções em relação a mim...

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.

Tough tomboy Tabitha Conrad rides bulls and bareback broncs like a champ. In only her second rodeo season, she's headed for the finals. An over-protective older brother and his buddy sometimes take care of her a little too well. She's having trouble living up to the bold, bawdy reputation most cowgirls enjoy.<br><br>Wes Duncan lost his father and an older brother to bulls in the arena. Now he's working as a rodeo clown, determined to save as many downed riders as he can. He finds feisty little Tab immensely attractive but as his best friend's kid sister, she's off limits.<br><br>As much as he admires her spunk and determination, every time she comes out on a bull, he almost has a heart attack. What can he do to keep her safe? And if he gives in to his heart and his lust, who will keep her safe from him? Before they know it, Tab and Wes are caught up in a whirlwind of passion and misunderstandings. It takes a very close call to bring them to their senses and get Tab up for the ride of her life.

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This is all a work of fiction. This story is on-going.

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After a mutation in the human gene caused 98% of all mankind to be turned into unrecognizable and even more intelligent creatures, the remaining 2% will be forced to hide in oppression from their superior counterparts. However, after nearly an entire century of oppression and fear, mankind makes the first step toward reclaiming what was once theirs. These genetically modified 'superior' humans have no weaknesses besides low temperatures. Every year, a winter of massive proportions blitzes over the face of the earth, casting a white veil over mother nature for forty-three days. With mankind's only weakness buried under heaps of snow, mankind finally has a chance to fight back. Through a group of specially curated fighters named the 'Frost Berries', they harness the power of technology that would even rival the smartest of civilizations and use this forty-three-day window to slowly but surely reclaim their rightful Earth.

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!