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Central of java Indonesia year 2000 Competing for love with other women is common. How about competing with your beautiful biological mother? The answer lies with Nike. She is a young Mama who married at an early age and has a beautiful face like a teenage girl. If Nike is juxtaposed with her 22-year-old daughter Nadine. It's like sister. Nike is good at taking care of her face and body but nike's beauty becomes a love rivalry with nadine in gaining the love of a young man The beginning of the love rivalry started when Nadine hired Gilang to be her personal driver. Gilang is a 22-year-old young man who has a handsome face with a tall. Nike and Nadine fell in love with Gilang and they had to compete with all means to get Gilang. Follow the story of Nike and Nadine's love rivalry in the novel titled "Nike and Nadine".

Immediately after winning the World Golf Championship, I fell to my knees in shock before my darling, frantically slapping my own face. "I deserve to die! I shouldn't have stolen Kael's championship title." Genevieve, still unsatisfied, twisted all my joints and used me as a human flagstick for Kael on the green. A golf ball struck hard between my legs, and she yanked my hair, forcing me to use my mouth to carry the ball into the hole. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day of the competition. Seeing Genevieve storming towards me in a rage, a sudden realization hit me. I was the true business tycoon all along!

In this new Series based off of, “The Ritual - The Moon Queen Book 1” fall in love with the story of Nike. An exciting, steamy, story of love and blood shed, that will make you get lost in her world as she goes through life with the God of War. — “You’re mine now, Nike. Every part of you, belongs to me.” His large hand bracketed my throat and he pushed me harder against the wall. “Your lips, mine,” he pressed his mouth against mine. “Every inch of skin, mine,” he kissed me roughly again. “Every hair on that precious head of yours, is mine.” Now his kiss was softer, he moved our lips together slowly, and pushed his solid chest closer to me, as if it were possible. “Every moment your eyes roll back in pleasure, is mine. Do you understand, little wolf,” he was almost snarling, but it wasn’t mean. He was holding himself back, trailing kisses down my neck, to my already marked collar bone. Ares pulled my waist to his now, holding my leg around him. Every part of me wanted him, “yes, Ares.” He gave me a devilish smirk, his red eyes looking back and fourth at mine, “good.” My heart rate sped up, and I searched his eyes for any hint of his next move. He took a moment to push stray, strands of my hair behind my ear and over my shoulder. The realization of what he was doing hit me, and my breaths started becoming short, and fast. He placed a few more gentle kisses over my shoulder. His hand cupped my face, holding my jaw and he moved my head to the right. Before I knew what was happening a searing hot pain raked through me. Like I had fallen into a pool of boiling water, my claws extended and dug into his chest and bicep. He groaned, but it sounded more pleasurable than pain.

A son of a minor goddess Nike, grew wings like no other, and like the very few, he had talent and was ambitious, which happened to be the beginning of his unexpected end.

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After dying in a tragic accident, 25-year-old Sung-won wakes up back in his teenage body—with one huge difference: a mysterious voice declares him a VIP user of the "Super Golf System." Now 16 again, Sung-won gets a second chance to pursue the dream he abandoned—becoming a professional golfer. Armed with the System’s swing analysis, passive stat boosts, and performance tracking, he begins training relentlessly to gain entry into the elite Seoul ProVision Golf Academy. But the world of competitive golf is far more brutal and advanced than he ever imagined. Top-ranked prodigies, powerhouse rivals with national sponsorships, and prodigies like the cold-blooded Lee Tae-hun and iron-willed Choi Jin-tae dominate the youth circuit. Sung-won, a no-name rookie with no backing and no coach—except a grumpy retired pro—must grind his way to the top through intense training, local tournaments, and mental warfare on the green. Every swing is a step toward redemption. Every victory chips away at fate. And the System? It's only just begun unlocking its true potential.

Space opera, Regency romance, and an invitation to an Imperial ballroom among the stars ...<br><br>Captain Catherine Everington loves her starship, her crew, and their mission of interplanetary exploration. New worlds beckon, and Kit's always wanted to discover them. But a summons from her mother brings a reminder of Kit's family obligations, including the title and place she'd once given up among glittering Regency society, on the capitol planet.<br><br>The Regency is ending, and the new Emperor will take the Galactic Throne, which means he'll need to choose an Empress. But Arthur has never been a conventional heir, and he's fascinated by discoveries and languages and new frontiers. And an unconventional starship Captain with a love of the unknown might be exactly who he needs ...

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!

# 1V1 # NOBLELADY The female general has transmigrated to the future. When she opened her eyes, she saw someone snatching a child. She reached out without much thought, but who would have thought the little girl would hug her and say, “Mom, don’t throw me and Brother away!” Since the female general couldn’t go back, she raised her children and educated them. She beat up scumbags and saved men, and achieved another brilliant life. In the face of outrageous people, she was an ice queen. Grandma, sister-in-law, do any of you deserve my time? Faced with her children, it was like a spring breeze in summer. “Little Xing, you’re so smart! Shi Tou, you’re also a good baby!” In the face of men, she was indifferent. “Leave if you want to. You have legs, right? Go on then, I won’t walk you out.” She was a woman with thousands of faces. Even in another world, she was still the most dazzling one.