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[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.

I was running from a lion, only if I knew to the lion’s den. What happens when an innocent girl takes the greatest ruthless mafia leader’s heart? She is scared of him but too proud to admit it. Well, that proud self talk vanishes when he is around. He is ready to give her the world. He hates disobedience but the girl really tests his temperament. He believed she was his little lamb. But she proves him wrong and roared like a lioness. The lioness he becomes obsessed with.

(BOOK IS ON PAUSE!) In a world where female werewolves are extinct, Luna is nothing more than a rare prize—one meant to be owned, controlled, and bred. Sold to the strongest werewolf pack, she is treated like a fragile, helpless lamb, a possession with no will of her own. They expect her to submit, to fear them, to accept her fate. But beneath her trembling hands and tearful eyes lies something far more dangerous than they could ever predict. Trapped in a den of beasts, Luna learns their weaknesses—their greed, their hatred for one another, their desperation for power. If she is to survive, she must play her role well. She must let them think she is weak, let them believe they hold all the control. And then, she will seduce them—one by one. Who knew seduction could be such a deadly tool?

Co workers finding something was between them.

A king without sight. A slave without freedom. Their paths are bound by their fates and the end is determined by their choices.

Mary lives in a traditional western American house with cowboys and a farm house she has a special ability granted by God the ability to discern illnesses and treat them even her lamb has a special ability read to find out please send stars and give a good review thanks God bless

Noah watched as Rayna asked for his help to save her father, a slight smirk grew on his lips as he watched the sacrificial lamb plead for her father’s life. He would have taken her anyway since her father has used her as a collateral replacement for her sister. The one he truly wanted. So what does the devil do? He plays along. And makes Rayna pay for her sister's sins. 23 year old Rayna with an aura of innocence and naivety decides to save her father from ruins and seeks help from the one who shouldn't be named, a devil in the legal business, but the best lover you could dream of. Charmed by her innocent seduction, Noah enjoys corrupting Rayna but it's a different thing when she starts falling for him. But when his past resurfaces with a child that is supposedly his. Rayna disappears on Noah's command. Three years and a coffee from Starbucks later, the two collide at the airport and Noah realizes just how much he wants Rayna. To what extent will he go to make her his again?

I don't hold back when I have something on my mind. Just see this as my diary and you're more than welcome to read it.

When you're an assassin hired to kill a princess, you do not expect to be thrown into hell for doing so. Neither do you expect the same princess that was supposed to be dead, to come and rescue you because she wants revenge. Not on you, but on the person that hired you. Problem is, when the world you're plunged into is full of mythical creatures, a human could never kill a vampire. So I sign the contract and my innocence, my humanity was gone. I became a killer, designed to be indestructible for her use. But the devil was always going to stab me in the back.

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!