the ave venice shark tank

Kim Mu-hyuk, the grandson of the Loan Shark King Cheon Tae-san, whom even the wealthy elites of South Korea bowed to, strives to be recognized as a member of the Cheon Family. Despite his efforts, Mu-Hyuk is betrayed and killed by his uncles in a vicious struggle over his grandfather’s inheritance. However, instead of dying, he wakes up in the 1990’s, with a second chance to rewrite his fate. Determined to prevent the death of his grandmother, who raised him, and reclaim the legacy of the Cheon family, Mu-hyuk sets out to preserve his severed friendships and take brutal revenge on his uncles and anyone else who stands in his way. Will Kim Mu-hyuk, the grandson of the loan shark king be able to ascend to the throne of the ruthless Loan Shark Empire, feared by even gangsters?

A false Sword Saint: Faintly discernible Martial Art and a matchless Sword Art. Killing one man with every ten steps, no traces left behind in ten miles. A genuine Sword Saint: A deep and resounding bloodline, peerless strength, an inexhaustible power and one chop to destroy the world. This is the story of a Swords Saint taking the path of a tank who cuts everything down on his path.

Abriet Bio Septic Tank

I was betrayed by my own companions. In the Black Tower, where I fought as my team’s shield, I was stabbed in the back in exchange for a legacy item. My journey ended in blood and disloyalty. But fate granted me the impossible. I woke up ten years in the past, six months before the launch of the game that changed the world. This time, I will not repeat my mistakes. I trained my body to exhaustion. I filled my notebooks with notes, revisited history, and prepared every detail. I am not just a returning player — I am a strategist with ten years of memories seared into me like iron and fire. And when the Tower demanded a choice, I did not hesitate. While everyone else chases easy glory, I bear the burden no one wants. I am the Tank. And this time… I will not stop until I win.

In a story of aching love and revenge, eighteen-year-old and mute Celeste Everhart’s loyalty was put to the test when her father’s company went bankrupt. In desperation, Celeste was told to marry Tiel Brightwell, the attractive but dangerous young man of the Brightwell family. But then, all the Brightwells were dangerous, beautiful, and wealthy. They saved the Everhart Sugar company in exchange for her hand. But there was someone else, someone with equally gray eyes and loving hands. Avond Brightwell. Tiel’s older brother, whom she had always secretly found attractive. Now so close and in reach, Celeste couldn’t help but let herself fall for him. After all, Tiel had someone else anyway. A woman with magenta eyes and silver hair like moonlight. A piece of shining stone compared to her black coal. As Celeste sank deeper into the Brightwells, the more she saw they weren’t the perfect family everyone thought. The cracks started to show, the stories of their past still lingering at the door, threatening to come back to set the records straight. Each revelation affected the two men Celeste had come to love. In the end, she must do everything to fit in and help Avond with the dangerous mission of revealing a crime syndicate brewing chaos in the capital city. What happened to the missing women in Torra? Who was creating the circulating super drugs? Why hasn’t chaos completely taken over the country? How will she continue her life when all of this is over? What happened to her mother? Who was she? Why did she have to die? All these questions, but none as important as the burning feeling in her heart. Who did she love more? Tiel or Avond? Torn between her love for them, fiercely protects one from the other. When the cold barrel of their firearms remained raised, who would she choose? At the end, her life is destroyed, the pain in her heart unmeasurable, everything slipping away from her hands like sand between her fingers. When the clock of time reverses and another chance is given, what will it be? To simply change the events or exact revenge? ---------- This is a regression story, or a back-in-time romance, mafia tale. But it doesn't happen immediately. The story starts from the beginning so please don't get confused when you start reading! Stick around cus, it's gonna be worth it!

"Aqua Chrysalis houses the most bizarre tenants who call each other by their animal code names. In this jungle of a building.I hate humans. One moment they say they like something. Then, the next moment they say they hate it. One moment they get along. The next moment they fight. They're hopeless, hypocritical beings who are proud and weak. They continue to hurt people. To destroy what they have in their hands. In an endless cycle. That's why I decided not to make any friends. My name is Butterfly. Well actually, my name is really Cho. My name means 'Butterfly', so people started calling me that. Since when? I don't remember. I think the name suits me. Butterflies silently flutter about from flower to flower, watching the world unfold as time moves forward. And keeping distance from interfering in the business of others. That is the kind of person I am."

*Reverse harem* This is the story of a shark-kin girl who wanted to hug a thigh to escape her fate but instead dropped a stone on her own foot. She had instead awakened something within her 'thigh' that she could not control, making him as black-bellied as herself and drawing the attention of several other 'thighs' who offered themselves to her willingly. -- Step 1: Be cute Step 2: bootlick Step 3: make sure you know your target, you really don't want to f*ck yourself. Step 4: don't be a white lotus, don't be green tea, don't be on anyone's side but the thigh's. Step 5: have no boyfriend, limit your friends Step 6: be able to cook, wash, clean and drive like a boss, know how to speak, walk, and if push comes to shove socialise. Step 7 : make sure you know the worth of yourself and make sure it can be at least high enough for your thigh to become your shield when in need. He will not hesitate. Step 8: when you grow up, make sure you are still holding that thigh and have an extra or erm two. Step 9: don't fall for the thigh you are hugging. Step 10: forget it, escaping now is futile. I had hugged my thigh too well, sigh. there are two types of thigh hugging: cheap persistent and annoying, or the high-class version: act in a way the thigh will want to pamper and protect you. The answer is obvious. --- Take note: pov will change, but female lead will remain constant. This book has a sea world theme within but that is not fixed. World building, action, slight disturbing scenes. Romance is slow burn, so please take note but we will have fluff moments!!! --- (Cover not mine credit to the owner, if there are any issues, please let me know and I will take it down.)

His fins destroying galaxies with each move, his teeth the size of worlds, reincarnated as a lowly shark, he quickly became a being that rivalled the gods. 14 updates per week This story was inspired by the Chinese translated novel: Tales of the World devouring serpent

Join Merlin as he is thrown into a brand-new world where he is given the purpose of killing so called 'Magic beast' by a mysterious entity that also grants him a system, a system of tanks "Love may conquer all, but a German long 8.8 cm tank gun comes pretty close too!" - Merlin

Jillian Fox is a 26 year old, single and finds a roommate online to rent a house with, when she meets Gerald Gillum she finds him attractive but she isn't looking for a relationship with anyone, the f "I'm at work Daryl." "I know, I just wanted to check on you! Harry said you're covered in bruises!" My brother says through the phone. I sigh, "I got into it with a junkie in the ER that attacked me last night and I fell at home, I'm fine, the new house just needs some getting used to I'll be fine, I have a roommate I'm not alone," I say into my phone as I walk into the ER. "Okay sis! Call if you need me! Don't be a stranger!" He says, "I love you!" "I love you too and I will Dar!" I say smiling. "Bye sis," he says. "Bye bro," I say as I hang up and put my phone into my pocket and pull my pager out, turning it on. I go grab my tablet for my patients, I clock in at the desk, then login into my tablet and access my patient files for the night, I head for Trauma Bay 1 to check vitals on a patient waiting for Ortho, "Hello I'm Jill your nurse, I'm just here to check your vitals before Ortho gets here to check out that leg," I say sweetly smiling at the girl in front Of me. "It hurts so much!" She cries out, I check out her leg and it's bruised badly. "I understand, Ortho is on their way," I say trying to reassure her as I begin to check her vitals then type them into my tablet. As I go to leave she grabs my arm, causing me to make a face since it was on the bad bruise that was covered with my long sleeve, I push it away as I ask, "What's wrong Alex?" "I'm scared! My parents are going to kill me!" She cries out, then begins to cry. I sit on the chair near her bed, "I'm sure they will only care that you're alive, can you tell me how this happened?" "I was goofing off with my friends doing flips and I screwed one up and ended up on the ground, landing wrong on my leg, and hence why it's probably broken, it hurts so badly," She cries more. I hit the page butt