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Gu Xiaoer had only rented a temporary boyfriend, but she ended up with a bonus clingy CEO. He was a young and promising elite who clung to her alone, transforming into a devoted wife-favoring fiend. "Honey, I want to eat shrimp dumplings." The next moment, the tastiest shrimp dumplings from Country C were fed to her lips. "Honey, you aren't as romantic as others," she complained. Immediately after, candlelight, fireworks, yacht trips, and seventy-two other romantic gestures—she experienced them all one after the other…

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..." A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

An Lan had been swallowing her grievances for three years as a daughter-in-law in the Huo Family, hoping to protect her mother. She never expected that her mother would still meet her untimely death. Losing everything, An Lan was driven to the brink of despair and started to act recklessly. "Mom, have you told Zhan Ting about the debts you accumulated from gambling?" "Young miss, did you secretly use a credit card to buy this skirt?" "And you! Huo Zhanting, do you actually think I could ever fancy you?" Transformed into "Provoking An", An Lan originally planned to use Huo Zhanting to carry out her revenge but realized something was off, "Huo Zhanting, you can't possibly be falling for me, can you?" "Hmm, do you have a problem with that?" Huo Zhanting simply retorted, "Even if you do, you're not allowed to complain. An Lan, you can only be mine!"

Dalam dunia di mana segalanya dipimpin oleh para penyihir, Ron, yang bertransmigasi ke dunia ini dan sedang berjuang untuk menyatu dengan jiwa pemilik tubuh aslinya, telah dibawa ke Hutan Kabut Hitam, di mana pemandu mengejeknya selama pernyataan: "Jika penilaian tidak lulus dalam satu tahun, saya akan secara pribadi membedah otakmu." Tepat ketika dia dalam keputusasaan, sebuah Panel terbangun dalam pikirannya: [Ron Ralph] [Usia: 15] [Profesi Saat Ini: Tidak Ada] [Slot Profesi Saat Ini: 0/∞]

Jiang Li accidentally transmigrated to a fantasy world along with a game called Super Godly Machine Army. [Ruler Panel] [Ruler: Jiang Li] [Game: Super Godly Machine Army] [Interface: Military Units] [Infantry Machine Unit], [Navy Machine Unit], [Air Force Machine Unit], [Space Machine Unit], [Special Forces Machine Unit] [Energy Points: 0] [Soul Sparks: 0] Soon, Jiang Li created Combat Machine Soldiers, Electric Machine Soldiers, Liquid Metal Machine Soldiers, Machine Dragon Riders, Nether Energy Machine Soldiers, Machine Engineers and many more. This was the story of a man in a fantasy world who became invincible by creating a machine army that dominated the world.

[Horror Game Developer : My games really aren't that scary!] I hate horror. From the skittering sounds of footsteps racing behind me, to the soft yet unnervingly cold whispers curling around my ears... All of it. I hate it. So much so that I start puking whenever I reach a certain threshold. And yet, I am a Horror Game Developer. A crappy one at that. So, given my lack of ability, I decided to quit. And yet... [Congratulations, you've been selected for the Horror Game Developer System!] Nope, I don't want it. Let me quit. ※ Note : Your world might experience some changes. But don't worry! It's part of the game! *** This is a story about a game developer who hates horror, but has no choice but to develop games scary enough to traumatize people. You want to curse me for making you piss your pants? If that's the case, who do I curse? *** An SCP inspired story with its own twist! Discord : https://discord.gg/FK7ZQU3b9p

[Horror-Spieleentwickler: Meine Spiele sind wirklich nicht so gruselig!] Ich hasse Horror. Von den huschenden Geräuschen von Schritten, die hinter mir herjagen, bis zu den leisen, aber beunruhigend kalten Flüstern, die sich um meine Ohren winden... All das. Ich hasse es. So sehr, dass ich anfange zu kotzen, wenn ich eine bestimmte Schwelle erreiche. Und trotzdem bin ich ein Horror-Spieleentwickler. Ein miserabler noch dazu. Also habe ich beschlossen, aufzuhören, angesichts meiner mangelnden Fähigkeiten. Und doch... [Glückwunsch, Sie wurden für das Horror-Spielentwicklungssystem ausgewählt!] Nein, ich will es nicht. Lass mich aufhören. ※ Hinweis: Ihre Welt könnte einige Veränderungen erfahren. Aber keine Sorge! Es ist Teil des Spiels! *** Dies ist eine Geschichte über einen Spieleentwickler, der Horror hasst, aber keine andere Wahl hat, als Spiele zu entwickeln, die gruselig genug sind, um Menschen zu traumatisieren. Sie wollen mich verfluchen, weil ich Sie dazu gebracht habe, sich in die Hose zu machen? Wenn das der Fall ist, wen verfluche ich dann? *** Eine von SCP inspirierte Geschichte mit ihrer eigenen Wendung!

In un mondo dominato dai maghi, Ron, che trasmigra in questo mondo e sta lottando per fondersi con l'anima del proprietario originale del corpo, è stato portato nella Giungla della Nebbia Nera, dove la guida ghigna durante la dichiarazione: "Se non supererai la valutazione entro un anno, dissezioneró personalmente il tuo cervello." Proprio mentre è nella disperazione, un Pannello si risveglia nella sua mente: [Ron Ralph] [Età: 15] [Professione Attuale: Nessuna] [Slot Professione Attuali: 0/∞]

"I Emma DRACKSON, hereby, reject you, Derek, Alpha of the Blue Moon's Pack as my mate." Derek's eyes twitched, and his fists balled, but Emma was far from being done. "Don't ever search for me for whatever reason. I never want to see you again all the days of my life. If I ever find any of your people spying on me, I will kill them, or better, I will burn them alive. Do you understand what I just said?" She asked when she was done. But Derek was mute. Melvina tried talking, but Emma shut her up with a wave of her hand." I'm disappointed in you, Melvina. So, keep shut." She stated in anger, not minding the murmurings from the crowd.  She knew why, but she didn't care. Melvina wasn't her Luna. *** *Emma, a 17 years old gutsy teenager is shipped off to southern England by her Dad to complete her college studies; a strategic punishment to tame her wild behavior. On reaching there, she discovers that half of the campus population were paranormal creatures, she thought only existed in comic books and novellas. She also discovered that she wasn't really her father's daughter, but was kept by him because of an oath made to a hidden lover. What happens when she uncovers the fact that she wasn't the average human girl, rather a fulfilled prophecy; a reincarnated queen mated to an Alpha wolf. What path does she choose when she is rejected by the Alpha wolf in the face of grueling circumstances?

She is the true daughter of a prestigious family in the Federation, who was lost outside and grew up in a garbage heap, and is also a waste with only F-level spiritual power. Her parents' abandonment and favoritism, the exclusion and framing by her green tea fake daughter sister, the cultivation sect in crisis. She can only regain her cultivation and turn the tide by participating in the Federation Planet's 'God Creation Game'! "No way? Someone with only F-level spiritual power can also enter the 'God Creation Game'?" "Maybe just to make up the numbers." "With only 3 attack points, even a gust of wind can kill her, right?" Josh, the sickly waste not favored by everyone, casually summoned a Divine-level Monster in the dimension. Just when everyone thought she was going to kill all sides, she smiled slightly: "Open for fortune-telling, divining the location, weaknesses, and treasures of monsters, looking at dimension feng shui, monster physiognomy, one divination for 3000 points, scan the code to pay, thank you!" Barrage: "What's wrong! 3000 points, what idiot would go there! She's a fraud!" Contestant: "Me me me! I want a reading, I want a reading!" "I was here first!" "Don't cut in line!" Barrage: "......" Are these the star contestants they've fostered with points?