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Her father is famous for being the most successful man in the entertainment and her mother is famous for being the most beautiful actress the showbiz ever had, her sister, is famous for being the most successful song-writer! But they are not really Nino's family Then who's Nino? An abandoned child? Adoptive daughter? or maybe... a mistress child? she's just a daughter from a normal family that always dreaming to be an idol, but she has a relationship with these celebrities that we just tell. What kind of relationship? The truth is, Nino is their daughter in law. interested?

My Anorexia Nervosa Story | Nino Tsitskishvili

O começo dos contos da aventura de um elfo dramaturgo e um aventureiro. Uma história de aventura e comédia que poderá haver tragédia; tudo narrado pelo elfo, o poeta.

“Hot! Hot! HOT!” Li Yanjun’s voice echoed through the steel chamber, but no one heard him – not over the roar of the furnace that had just devoured him alive. The last thing he saw was a flash of red, and then...n Nothing. When he woke up again, he was lying face-down in dirt. Not just dirt. It was warm. Alive. Breathing. “What the hell?” He sat up, spitting soil out of his mouth. “Am I dead or just buried?!” But as his eyes adjusted, he realized something stranger than death had happened. There was no sky. No sun. Only an endless ceiling of glowing crystals and hanging stalactites, stretching across a cavern so vast it looked like another world. Then it hit him. He’d been reincarnated. Not into a kingdom. Not into some fairyland with dragons and princesses. Nope. His second life came with pickaxes, darkness, and dirt for days. “...So you’re telling me I died as a miner and reincarnated... as a miner?” Li Yanjun groaned, rubbing his face. “What happened to rich young masters and cheat codes?” Just as he was about to curse the heavens (which didn’t even exist here), a crimson brand lit up on his chest. A warmth pulsed deep in his soul, familiar, terrifying. That furnace. The damn thing followed him. A screen flickered into existence before his eyes: [Primordial Forge Bound. Soul Link Established.] Li Yanjun blinked. Then smiled. “Okay... Maybe this life won’t be so bad.” And so began the legend of Xing Yan, the man who mined his way to godhood.

In a world where Ether determines one’s fate, Alf was deemed talentless—an outcast in his own clan. Yet, beneath his supposed weakness lies a secret even he doesn’t understand. His journey begins in struggle, but fate has far greater plans for him. Through relentless training and sheer will, he carves a path no one has ever walked before. From a nameless boy to a warrior, a leader, and beyond—his story is one of growth, challenge, and an unshakable spirit. Read more to know. Note: My first time ever attempting to write. If you are intending to read this, please feel free to give me pointers on where I can improves and where the sentence structure feels awkward. I am willing to hear constructive criticism..

It's an infinite cycle of life and death. When you know someone for so many lives, will things change as a result? If the person you cared about became the opposite of what they aspired to be, would you kill them to give them a fresh start? Well, in this world there is no evil. There's only stupidity and clashes of ideals. What if you lived forever in an endless cycle? How do you entertain yourself? What are the rules of age? Is there a book on it? Infinite is forever. Finite is ending. . . . "So, you're telling us that you all are over billions and even trillions of years old?" The three nodded. "Well, no one can say that need an adult when you're around. But at the same time, you've all died young countless times. Does liking someone in this life make you pedophiles? But, you're also technically young. Right?" He chimed in snickering, "I don't think you should think about this." "Why? These are legitimate concerns." "If you try to think anymore, I'll explode from laughter, they'll swell with pity, and your brain will collapse." "...what?" "He just called you a stupidhead!"

The child of two cosmic beings Astraylius Von Asterea born as Extraordinary One as he grows his Adventure begins

Etzli dreams of joining the Outrangers, heroic warriors who strive to bring justice to an unjust galaxy. But the young woman also hides a dark secret, as perplexing to her as it is dangerous. Arrested for a crime she didn't commit, Etzli uncovers the real perpetrators -- who offer a way to wield the darkness within her. As more lives come under threat, she must choose between her deep desire to be a hero and her disturbingly natural talent for being a villain. Infinite Night is created by La Fuente, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Leon Veyron is a fallen genius living in a fractured world teetering on the edge of collapse. After the appearance of the mysterious "Cataclysm Protocol," Earth merges with countless other dimensions. As chaos spreads, Leon finds the "Primordial Codex," an ancient artifact that grants him the ability to wield Infinite Dominion Energy—a limitless source of power tied to concepts, laws, and existence itself. As he battles dimensional invaders, cosmic factions, and omniversal titans, Leon ascends through increasingly complex realms of power, eventually confronting the origins of reality.

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!