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[Check out my new novel, "THE BILLIONAIRE'S BABIES ALL WANT ME"] "Greatness comes after the third death". .... Joanna Anderson, had nothing except the empty title of being the King's mate, making her a foe to everyone in the kingdom. Losing her mother in infancy, despised by her father and having suffered so much for years, she was pushed down a cliff and left to die. Kayden Greyson, the fifth King of Twipera, was a gentle and loving soul until the day he lost his beloved and everything changed. With the bitterness of heart and the mysterious death of all kings in their four years of reign, bothering him, he is helplessly faced with death. Can he find out the true cause and save himself or would he fall prey? And what has her survival had to do with his life? **** The wind howled in response as its sweetness, welcomed the body that was thrown into its embrace. "I have suffered too much all my life to end up like this. I don't want my life to end like a joke. I deserve more than what I got from life. I, Joanna, refused to die.” Tears rippled through her face as she closed her eyes waiting for the final destination at death’s door. But… it never came. No one has ever entered the Ancient Forest of No Return and come out alive but this powerless werewolf girl did. Not only coming back alive but with a system, making her powerful through completing missions. The last thing on Joanna's mind after returning was having a relationship or anything that has to do with love but the first mission she got changed everything. [Main mission: Seduce and make your mate hard and say I LOVE YOU] [Reward: 50 exp] [Failure: returning to level 1] Almost pulling out her hair or crying, the mission remained unchanged. She needed to seduce the king either way. ***** This is not your typical kind of werewolf novel. I can assure you that this book is different. All you need to do is to be a little patient and you will see the magic happen. Also to the curious ones who want to know, this is a romance story and although the MC has a SYSTEM the story won't be focused solely on the system aspect. It will explore the romance part of the story majorly, so those who are still contemplating, add the novel to your library

[Congratulations! You have been selected as the project manager for the Hell Restoration Project! The skills and morals you displayed during your mortal life on Earth have made you the perfect candidate to restore balance to Hell!] *** A successful businessman, philanthropist, volunteer, and human rights champion. And he boasted about being a good, thougtful, and caring man, so when he finally died of old age, he naturally thought that he would go to Paradise. Imagine his surprise when he was instead sent to Hell. Not only that, his punishment seemed to be to continue working. Since there was nothing other to do than serve his sentence, Micah got to work. Accompanied by a floating eyeball, he began restoring balance to Hell. His way. [First Task: Help Pride, one of the Seven Deadly Sins, get back on his feet!]

"This is the only way to save you." The deadly disease infects many adolescents around the world. They only have ten years to live. Arthur became one of the many teenagers infected with the disease. He began to feel seizures and had difficulty speaking to moving. Both parents took Arthur to be treated with a particular method, brain nerve recovery with a full dive treatment method. The patient will dive into an artificial world to train sensory and motor skills. Scientists call it The Adamas Project. This is the only way that can cure patients quickly. The patient will live in a new world in a medieval setting to form a strong mind. This is how scientists train new capabilities of a 'damaged' brain. But the big risk comes. Patients who die in the artificial world will die in the real world. Arthur accepted the risk for his recovery. But will he be able to complete his treatment in the artificial world?

"Hey, have you ever heard of the lunatic roaming around the tower?" "Are you kidding me? Who haven't heard of him yet!?" "Hey hey, are you talking about... that person?" Interesting news travels even faster than light, especially regarding the mysterious figure that everyone in the Ethereal Tower is curious about, the lunatic ascender whom thoughts and deeds are so off-place that even the greatest among them just couldn't grasp his intent, almost as if he is ascending a completely different tower than them. While everyone in the tower talks about the lunatic who lurks on each tower's floor more than he is supposed to, the person they are talking about just goes on his merry way to collecting treasures he wants, and while the world is talking about him. "Come on, give me some luck, maybe roll the hundred times multiplier again..." He's sitting while rubbing his palm together, gambling on something that will make everyone faint.

Auri doesn’t care about repairing old books that no one bothers to read anymore. What he wants is to finish the game he’s been working on since forever. But after a fire nearly kills him, and then he wakes up in a fantasy world with a strange system that perceives the world as a grand library, he realizes that learning book restoration is a priority if he wants to ensure his survival. As he navigates the world of Arkanis, Auri finds himself entangled with dangerously captivating men who bear striking resemblance to the characters of his unfinished game. There’s Darius, the untrusting wanderer; Kaleo, the flirty inquisitor; Clyde, the bloodthirsty mage; Wrye, the indomitable underground fighter; Heirax, the stoic archivist; and Jiang Yijun, the cunning diplomat from the east. But among these men, the one with missing pages to his story holds the strongest claim to his heart. But in a world where history is being tampered by unforeseen forces, love is a dangerous gamble. It could overwrite the past, but at the risk of losing oneself. Yet, if Auri restores the pages of a deleted past, the world may fall apart beyond repair. Will there ever be room for love to flourish, or is it a doomed path from the very beginning? — * — * — This is a BL Otome-inspired story with 1 MC and 6 MLs: - MC X Grumpy ML (Darius) - MC X Flirty ML (Kaleo) - MC X Psycho ML (Clyde) - MC X Protective ML (Wrye) - MC X Intelligent ML (Heirax) - MC X Scheming ML (Yijun) Every ML can be a potential end-game ML and shares different dynamic with MC. If this type of story interests you, then do give BRS a try! :)

Tabitha is given the responsibility to use time travelling magic in order to complete her listed missions and generally prevent the destruction of the Sacred Tree that supplements the Empire's growth. [Fusion Fiction]

Have you ever thought of fuckin anyone that caught your eyes and to get a way with it and not care about the consequences

Regia looked around the large room. It was a huge paradox of what she was used to. It had a large vanity embroidered with silver and marble and a grand styled decor. She moved closer to the large bed in the centre of the room. Its sheets had been rolled back invitingly and it was an invite that she couldn't resist. She crawled on the bed and laid on its soft sheets, adoring its feeling against her skin. She didn't know when or how she fell asleep afterwards. A hand slowly tapped her and she fluttered her eyes open. The duke of Albania stood observing her,his hands pulled to his back. She sat up with a start and quickly got of the bed. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her he was the man she had been waiting for. She curtsied with as much grace as she owned and greeted him. "Good afternoon sire". He frowned at her which made her breath hitch. " Good afternoon?, girl it is evening already",he remarked quite harshly. Her eyes widened and she turned to look out the window. She didn't know she had slept that long. The room was lit by an array of gorgeous lantern in the wall. She bowed slightly,tendering her apology. He let out a low scoff before asking, "Is this what you want to wear to sleep?", he asked causing her to look at her gown. She was still wearing the gown she wore after the change. She had been waiting for him so that they could go and eat together but it seemed like he wasn't interested in food at the moment. She watched him head to her bed to sit. He sat and frowned again seeing her stand in the same position. " Well,won't you change to your night gown",he said breaking into her thought. She quickly regained her composure, bowed tendering her apology, and dashed to her observatory veiled with long decorated satin curtains. She saw her night shift already folded and carefully placed on a table beside her bathtub. She quickly slipped out of the heavy clothe she was laden with and wore the white,transparent gown reserved for her. She swallowed as she observed herself in the standing mirror placed in the observatory. The clothe clung to her in all the right places and it perfectly matched her skin. She knew that whoever placed it there had an eye for beauty. She held her breath as she tried to get her thoughts composed. She muttered encouraging words to herself as she sought to return to the Duke. She had already kept him waiting for far too long. She walked in careful strides as she pulled back the curtain and walked towards the bed. The Duke was lying down on the bed now, facing the ceiling. She stopped a few inches afar and called out. "Sire, I am now changed". She waited for a response for a few seconds and on not getting any repeated her statement. He still didn't respond causing her to furrow her brows. She wondered if he fell asleep in his wait. She walked over to him and tapped him gently. He still didn't make a move and his eyes were closed. She trailed his hands to under the sheets. He was unusually quiet and she wasn't even sure she could hear him breathe. She put her hand under the sheets and drew out his hands. What she saw next caused her to shriek in fear. She saw that his hands was covered in his own blood. She pulled the sheets down completely and saw that he had been stabbed by a knife,laying in a pool of his own blood. She fell back in fear,feeling a sinking feeling rise in her chest as her breathing became uneven in panic. She wanted to ran out to call for help but her body refuses to move,reminding her if the implication of her action if she did so. She had nowhere to run or who to talk to that would believe her. She shook her head vehemently,running her hands roughly through her hair. She steeled herself with a new resolution, reminding herself that crying or panic would solve nothing. She stood up and quickly calculated her next line of action. She decided to leave the building and the town as a whole,knowing that her very life was on the line.

"Jatuh cinta adalah masalah" itulah yang dikatakan oleh seorang pemuda bernama Adrian Maulana. Dikarenakan pengalaman jatuh cinta yang tidak menyenangkan di masa lalu nya membuat pemuda ini harus berpegang teguh pada prinsip nya bahwa ia tidak bisa percaya kepada cewek manapun dan menjauhi apapun yang berhubungan dengan perasaan jatuh cinta kepada lawan jenis. Namun, hal itu tidak mudah baginya karena fakta nya ia selalu dikelilingi dengan masalah yang sama. Bisakah dia mempertahankan prinsip nya tersebut ?

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!