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Song Fengwan was dumped by her fiancé, who had been dating her for a year, and an illegitimate daughter appeared out of nowhere to ruin her family. One day when she's drunk, she claims that she wants to woo her ex-fiancé's most feared uncle, Third Master Fu. In the corner, someone chuckled. "Third Fu, this girl is so daring. She said she wants to chase you?" Someone's eyes darkened. "Good taste." Later... Her ex-boyfriend walked in with his pregnant mistress in his arms and flaunts at her. A certain someone strolled over and the two of them greet him obediently. "Third Uncle." Fu Chen looked at Song Fengwan, who was beside him, and tells them, "Call her Third Aunt." In everyone's eyes, Third Master Fu looks kind on the outside, but is ruthless on the inside. While in Song Fengwan's eyes, he is a very seductive old man. Everyone: I don't think we know the same person.

Please read the note below. One day, I woke up only find out that I’d become a Demon Lord, an individual responsible for protecting a dungeon. The world I’d been spirited away to was one filled with violence. Gigantic monsters wandered through it and competed with each other each and every day for the right to survive. I had no choice but to strengthen my dungeon’s defenses in hopes of living another day—or at least that was what I’d thought. For some odd reason, I instead ended up spending my days in relaxation and bliss. This is Yuki’s story, my story. It tells the tale of how I spent my days after settling down in a dungeon with a self indulgent, “supreme” dragon girl and a young vampire. Note: This is not my original post. I just copy/paste this from online. And by the way, this is a web novel. Not light novel. I'll tell you this beforehand: This series doesn't have chapter 417. I can't find it anywhere. Links: https://novel-bin.net/novel-bin/a-demon-lords-tale-dungeons-monster-girls-and-heartwarming-bliss-nov668699991#tab-chapters-title https://novelfree.ml/novel/A-Demon-Lords-Tale-Dungeons-Monster-Girls-and-Heartwarming-Bliss/302045/Chapter-1-Apparently-I-Grew-Wings.html

Once upon a time, in a quiet little village nestled between rolling green hills, lived a young girl named Lila. She had a heart full of dreams and a soul that danced with curiosity. But what made Lila special was her ability to find beauty in the simplest of things. Every morning, she would wake up before the sun rose and run to the meadow behind her cottage. There, she would sit by the old oak tree, watching the sky change colors as the sun painted it with shades of pink and gold. She listened to the whispers of the wind and the cheerful songs of the birds, feeling as though the world was speaking to her in a language only she could understand. One day, as she wandered deeper into the forest, she stumbled upon a wounded little bird with shimmering blue feathers. Its tiny wing was broken, and it chirped weakly. Without hesitation, Lila gently scooped it up and carried it home. She tended to its wound with care, feeding it and keeping it warm until, day by day, it grew stronger. During this time, Lila and the bird formed a special bond. She named it Azul, after the color of its feathers. Azul would perch on her shoulder as she sang to it, and in return, it would chirp melodiously, as if thanking her for her kindness. Then, the day came when Azul was strong enough to fly again. Lila knew in her heart that it was time to set him free, though the thought saddened her. With tears in her eyes but a smile on her face, she carried Azul to the meadow and opened her hands. "Go on, Azul," she whispered, "the sky is yours." Azul fluttered his wings and took flight, circling above her as if hesitating. Then, with one last chirp, he soared high into the sky, disappearing beyond the horizon. Though Lila missed him, she felt a warmth in her heart, knowing she had given him a second chance at life. From that day on, every time she sat under the oak tree, a shimmering blue bird would appear, singing the sweetest song. And Lila knew—it was Azul, coming back to remind her that kindness always finds its way back home.

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Seperti bunga Smeraldo. Terkadang kehadiranmu terlihat nyata, terkadang memang hanya fiksi belaka. 13 tahun berusaha melupakan kejadian kelam yang terjadi di bawah hujan. Namun, seolah semuanya berjalan dengan bebasnya mimpi buruk itu selalu menghantui setiap malam indah. Percaya atau tidak. Wajahmu masih teringat jelas di dalam memori kenangan, kerinduan selalu menyelimutiku yang bersorai terhadap bulan yang indah. Hingga hadirnya seseorang seolah mengatakan bahwa dirimu masih hidup. Nyatanya, semuanya tak semudah yang aku bayangkan. Kamu... Sakala. Siapa dirimu sebenarnya? Kamu atau dia yang selalu manis padaku?

They say some meetings are mere coincidences, but others change the entire course of life. The encounter between Shubham and Tisha was precisely one of the latter. Where there was instant hatred at first sight, fate kept throwing them face-to-face at every turn. Sometimes their eyes were tangled in arguments, sometimes in silent glances... and slowly, that fire of animosity began transforming into the quiet rhythm of Unheard Heartbeats.

It was the end of my first year at the university, and I was eagerly looking forward to summer to live it to the fullest, until my heart was broken. As if being dumped wasn't enough, I now have to endure the humiliation of witnessing my ex-boyfriend flaunting his new girlfriend - who also happens to be my former best friend - all over town. A double whammy. I am now the pathetic ex-girlfriend, with a broken heart. I am doomed to spend the summer sulking over a guy who believed I was predictable and bad in bed. So, here's what I've decided for this summer; the plan is simple...pretend that I am dating Jim, the popular bad boy of the town, and make my ex-boyfriend green with envy. What do you think? After all...what could possibly go wrong?

"Misunderstanding happens due to lack of communication." "I heard people told me that when the heart is connected, even silent is meaningful and words mean so much more." "Our red strings has too many tangles. Let's talk and undo it together." ..... This novel is a slow romance and I am just a beginner. The updates might e very slow due to certain reasons. I am sorry for that. Thank you for the support, Meiran.

After her mother divorces her abusive father, 15-year-old Chinonso moves to a new neighborhood in Lagos, carrying the weight of a painful past that she keeps hidden from everyone. Struggling with trust and haunted by trauma, Chinonso keeps to herself at her new school, determined to avoid attention—especially from boys. But when Tobi, a kind-hearted and patient classmate, is assigned to help her with schoolwork, their unlikely friendship begins to blossom. As their bond deepens, Chinonso slowly lets down her walls, learning to trust Tobi. But her painful past and fear of being hurt again make it difficult for her to fully embrace the love that is quietly growing between them. Through moments of vulnerability, understanding, and support, Tobi proves that love doesn’t have to hurt. Together, they face the challenges of school, family, and society, navigating the complexities of her healing journey. In the end, Chinonso learns that while the scars of her past may never fully disappear, the love she shares with Tobi gives her the strength to heal and move forward, finding hope in a future together.

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