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[ this article is sweet and pampering, and it's all over. I recommend this new article: Cheating Daddy: Mommy, LET'S ELOPE! ] "BASTARD! Let go of me... " Xia Weiyang glared at the person who had forced her into a corner. "Yes, I said that I would never touch you even if I died, but I'm not dead. " Shi Jue was very shameless. Damn it, the scene clearly shouldn't be like this... ...

She is the wife completely ignored by him, yet also the woman he most cherishes. Ultimately, she forces her husband to divorce her by taking on the identity of a lover! She steals vital information and, carrying this man's premium seed, successfully makes her getaway! Six years later, father and son have their first online confrontation. The little bean successfully infiltrates the man's system and sighs at her, "Mom, this person is so dumb. Is he really my dad?" Mu Yiliang pats her son's head and says reassuringly, "He was so terribly fooled by me back then, which shows his IQ is very low. Luckily, you inherited mine!" Unbeknownst to them, the man on the other end of the computer has already listened to the conversation between mother and son. He sneers coldly, "Very low IQ? Mu Yiliang, let's see where you're going to run this time!"

The so-called destiny is nothing but unwarranted shackles. If one wishes to break through the Milky Way and march forward with determination, it is never too late.

Kurtz failed a mission! That was a word never said. Kurtz, a legendary Mercenary had finally received a ticket to the underworld. He was back at home just in time to discover a great threat rising against his kind. As a rejected prince and murderer of the last Blood Queen, would Kurtz choose to help his people? However, his identity was much more mysterious than Kurtz had ever think. Would Kurtz fulfill his parents wishes? Would he find out the truth about his origin?

REBORN AS A SKELETON! Scammed and abandoned, Sean Jackson died a miserable death. But death wasn't the end, it was just the beginning. Reborn as a skeleton in a dark forest, Sean finds himself in a world where the undead are revered; nobles in a twisted hierarchy. Now, with nothing to lose and power he never had in life, Sean sees his chance to take everything the world denied him. (A/N: This story explores dark and mature themes including slavery, trauma, and the depths of lust and ambition. Reader discretion is advised.) ps. Discord server: https://discord.gg/fNvBMyEdzg

[The Crown Wolf game revolves around Yvo Woolsey– the secret heir of the banished Wolf Clan. But Yvo, the ‘Crown Wolf,’ believes that the man-eating wolves that once terrorized the empire weren’t from his clan– but from the monster-infested dungeons. It’s his goal to prove his clan’s innocence. To do that, Yvo has to gain power first. Unfortunately, his “older sister,” the marionette of his greedy relatives, threatens his position as the next duke–] [Skip story mode.] Pressing the [Skip] button is Gypsy’s first major mistake as a transmigrator. In her defense, how could she think straight after waking up in a strange world with a splitting headache? [Do you accept the role of Lady Gypsy Woolsey?] [Accept.] Accepting to play the role of Lady Gypsy Woolsey, the character with the same name as her, is her second major mistake. After all, Lady Gypsy Woolsey is Yvo’s FAKE evil(?) sister. As cliché as it sounds, the minor villainess that she possessed will die at the main character’s hands. [Would you like to activate or disable the System Guide?] [Disable.] Switching off the System Guide is Gypsy’s third and biggest mistake. She thought everything is just a long and bad dream that will end soon… … until she met the main character in the flesh. “Call me ‘Young Master’ when we’re alone,” Yvo, the Crown Wolf, said coldly at her the first time she arrived at the duchy. “We don’t have to pretend as siblings when we do not have an audience, Noonim.” Gypsy, who finally accepted her sad reality, swore that she’d butter up the Crown Wolf for her survival! *** Disclaimer: Artwork belongs to its rightful owner.

Formally titled: A Goblin's Path James Frank a 16 year old boy who has been abused and neglected dies a horrible death. He is reincarnated in a different world. He is. born as both a different race and a different gender. He is born as a female goblin with a pitiful 1 for strength. His instincts tell him that if does does nothing that his life will be something he would not wish on his worst enemy. Join Yuri, Jame's new identity, As she explores the world of Kaos. Disclaimer: Photo is not owned by me. If it is yours and you want it down please let me know.

A world overrun with beasts and gates. Strange powers, classes, levels, laws, concepts... Jeremy wakes up in this world, with strange memories. He will become a villain, bring death and destruction, conquer planets, solar systems, galaxies, universes and more. How? Through his army of undead and aberrations. They will try to stop him, but he is an OP protagonist, so no problem. ----- Transcend every Realm, Dimension, Reality, rule over all that exists. For what reason? “Just for the pleasure of doing it. Just because I know I can do it.” The voice was deep, but as warm as the sun rising after years of darkness His gaze was fixed on a distant point, lost beyond the horizon. There where it had all begun. “Also-” he continued, as his army of undead, reflected in his smile as sharp as broken glass, stared at him in silence “Who could possibly stop us?” But their silence was simply a prelude to something grand. Like the calm before the storm- After those words, like a wave crashing on the shore, the army of undead exploded- Inhuman and shrill screams, hoarse whispers, dry crunching of bones. But most startling were the sounds of musical instruments that accompanied it all. A true symphony of death. In the future, anyone who heard that sound would be overcome with terror. #Undead #Necromancer #Summons #Skeleton

If you could save someone's life, would you? Anyone's?<br><br>Ali's older brother has a swastika tattooed on his knuckles, a prison ID number for nearly beating an immigrant to death, and spent his teenage years ruthlessly persecuting Ali for being gay.<br><br>Blood may be thicker than water, but Ali has spent most of his life desperate to prove he is nothing like Tony. A committed vegetarian, charity-supporter, and blood donor, Ali would do anything for anyone. Ali may share parentage with Tony, but he’s determined not to share anything else if he can help it.<br><br>So when Tony contracts leukaemia, and Ali is the only match for the urgently-needed bone marrow transplant, Ali is caught between two equally awful choices: to refuse and condemn a man to death, or to donate.<br><br>And in donating, save the life of the man who nearly murdered Ali's Iraqi boyfriend?

My consciousness started in a singular moment. "I created life! I am a genius! Genius! Slave, tell me how marvelous my genius is!" So started my life. Created by a moron who thought himself a god. Unfortunately for him, reality has a way of showing you what you really are. Maybe it will show me too. Eventually.