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Alternative Title: "Reincarnated as the Hero's Daughter: Why Is My MP Not Running Out? After living a life filled with hardships and suffering which ended in her ultimate sacrifice to protect her family and defeat the foes that she hated the most, our protagonist suddenly finds herself being brought to a white space where a God of Reincarnation quickly realizes he committed a mistake. "Wait, you're not from Earth?! Oh, my bad!" After being mistaken for a "good soul" due to her high positive karma count, she is reincarnated by error and given a glitched system as her only gift to explore this new world. Now, she finds herself being reincarnated as a half-elf girl named Sylph with two loving and doting parents. However, as she grows up, she begins to find weird things... "Why is my father just slaying a dragon leisurely?" "Eh? My mother can heal any wound or disease?!" "Wait! Why is my MP never running out? What's going on in here?!" Join Sylph as she explores a new world of endless possibilities, fights against the ghosts of the past that torment her parents’ lives, discovers herself and makes good friends along the way. Who knows? Perhaps this time she’ll even save the world! MP = Mana Points Over 100000 Words available for FREE! Daily Chapters

Shabina is a wicked girl but she met a guy who is more wicked than her. She fell inlove, got played and left hanging by Ziv. She didn't expect that but what more shocking is he came back 5 years after he left and set up her! Making her pregnant and sign a marriage contract! He left her again and came back claiming her twins to be his.

A hopeful novelist named Aether faces rejection of his meticulously crafted works in a contest. Crush by disappointment; he never gives up. With his burning passion, he decides to mix his rejected stories to create something better. But, Uh-oh, he needs a cool ending, and he's got zero experience for it. "How do i end this thing without any real adventures?" So, he heads up to Sierra Madre, hoping for inspiration. But up there, things get crazy. He meets a fate he didn't see coming. "This wasn't in the plan." Suddenly, he transmigrated as Felix, an orphan destined to perish in the entrance exam at Avalon School. But wait. He'll actually be part of a legendary hero group in the future.

- I bought magic from him, the mystery guy who could do everything but the voice in my head. This world was full of the unknown wait for me to solve it. Let's go together. - One day, Elliot couldn't use magic anymore. He would be fired from his magic research job and he couldn't do anything about it. In that terrible time, he found a mystery guy who clams himself that can do everything. To use magic again, no matter what the price he would pay but the important thing... Was he the real deal? "I'm Number Nine I'm glad to be your magic." "Will I let a stranger become my magic easily? Do you think who I am? I'm High Sage!" Please enjoy this friendship story and the adventure of teacher-students.

[ Reborn in a fantasy world ] , only to find my Mental Points (MP) constantly draining away! My only path to survival is to use my programmer's logic to "debug" this world and engineer my own solutions. But this dark elf girl who stays by my side... why is it that just by being near her... the corroding shadow in my heart seems to quiet down? A Message from the Author Umm… To be honest, this might just be another ordinary reincarnation isekai novel... Or for those who have read Mushoku Tensei , you might see this as the story of a depressed 'Rudeus' . ...Perhaps, the story I write... is just an 'automated system' that operates according to the 'logic' of the stars... ...Or perhaps... it might just be an 'echo' from an invisible wound... ...I'm not quite sure myself... But for those who are willing to feel, to open their hearts, I hope that the 'small steps' of the characters in this story can become a great source of 'mental strength' for you. ...I'll be waiting for you right here. :) Novel Synopsis His power is to see the 'code' of the universe... but he cannot fix his own 'heart'. "I Just Want a Full MP Bar in Another World" This is the story of "Faelix" ... a soul from another world, reborn not with the blessing of destruction... but with the "talent" to see the "code" and "structure" of all things... and a "curse" called "The Devouring Shadow" ... which drains his mental power (MP) every second. He is not a swordsman... not a mage... but an "engineer" who must use his knowledge of science and logic from his old world... to "debug" and "repair" a fantasy world filled with invisible problems. If you are someone looking for a "different" kind of novel... a story that has both "brain" and "heart" ... I hope that the 'small steps' of the characters in this story... can become a great source of mental strength for you. You are invited to join the journey and see for yourself at: FACEBOOK : https://www.facebook.com/Astromata.space Author's Note: I currently have over 100+ chapters in stock. Updates are consistent, and I will definitely not drop this story! Thank you for opening your heart... See you in another world. With deepest respect, Astromata (ASTR∅MATA) This fiction contains:AI-Assisted Content for translated

Lin Xiu found himself in a world where the game industry was in dire straits and became a struggling game designer. However, with the help of a game development system, Lin Xiu put all his effort into creating a horizontal 2D game called Dungeon and Warriors. In this version, the character has a maximum level of 60, and the character cannot be transferred, nor can he learn awakening, and the painting style makes players complain wildly. But such an inconspicuous little game has just been released, and players all over the country are crazy about it! "Wow! Ghost Swordsman's skills are too cool, the big red bitch will always be amazing!" "Sharpshooter is the king, roaming is the eternal god! What? Will there be a female shooter?!" "Is there no one who likes fighters who fight hard?!" "I don't care, people from the Demon Realm are number one in the world!" ##################################################################### Beware I only got this in an Chinese MTL site: https://mtlnation.com/novel/half-finished-game-this-is-a-masterpiece so if you don't like the capiche. I just want to share it in this site.

The room was thick with the smell of wine. January 2025, Aezren leaned against the couch with wine in his hand, His eyes red like the sun during an eclipse, while his hair a chaotic Blonde framed his face with eerie elegance, hoping not to be disturbed by the screams of people. He was the Grim Reaper and the cause of people’s misfortunes, so it was only natural that he was embraced by screams day and night. Without a moment’s notice, he heard another person cursing him. “Not this again…” he groaned as he got up. He sipped his wine as he watched the drunk woman cursing him from the reflection on his wine. Lavinia stood on the parapet wall with high heels, ready to fall at any moment. Her red lipstick messed up, her skin a shade of bright olive, her hair had faded black hair dye, her eyes a shade of deep green, reminiscent of the forest. Her movements came out unstable as she screamed out, “Seems like all doom is attracted to me!” she laughed, tears rolled down her face. “I’m really not,” Aezren scoffed as he rolled his eyes. His eyes blew into saucers at a closer look at her face. “That face, it’s her!” he exclaimed. “I can’t let her die,” he pleaded with desperation as his “heart” raced. Aezren put his glass of wine back on the table with telekinesis as he stood up and teleported to Lavinia. However, it was already too late and she jumped off. Aezren jumped off of the terrace and held her in his arms as he floated in the air. He quickly took her back to the terrace before anybody could notice. Lavinia shut her eyes tight, hoping for the worst to happen—her death. She opened her eyes soon after she realized that she was on solid ground. “What is it,” she smiled, “Am I in heaven or hell?” she walked as she wondered. She was in her own world. “You’re in none,” Aezren told her, about to crash out at her obliviousness. But of course, she was half rat — drunk as hell. He let out a deep sigh. She didn’t listen. He recited some sort of spell, his index and middle finger pointed at her. Since alcohol has similar affects to being dead, it was easy enough for him to get her to be sober. She blinked in surprise. “Wh…Who are you?” she stammered, taking steps back defensively. “Be my muse.” He asked her. He has been searching for a her for over 4 centuries now. Having been living for so long, he has started making paintings to pass time. He has her face like a fuzzy faded painting in his head, and he has always struggled to capture her in his paintings. Finding her was a dream come true for him. She couldn’t die. Not before he painted her. Lavinia’s breath hitched. She was hit with nausea and dizziness. “Please.. please leave me alone!” She begged, her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. Aezren stared at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t save you because I care about your life,” he said, voice low. “I saved you because you have a face that doesn’t belong to this era.” Lavinia’s breath hitched again, her head spinning, “What the hell does that even mean…?” “I’ve seen you before. In dreams, in sketches, in brush strokes I never finished.” He sighed, “Centuries of searching. And suddenly, you’re on a rooftop, yelling about doom like some half-broken opera.” “You’re insane,” she whispered, backing away. He didn’t argue. “Probably,” he said with a shrug. “But I don’t care what you believe. You’re here. And I need to paint you before you disappear again.” Lavinia blinked, confusion and fear wrestling inside her. But something about him—his tone, his posture, the weird mix of detachment and obsession—made her pause. Her stomach flipped. The room still spun, but she wasn’t sure if it was just the wine anymore. “Okay,” she said slowly, swallowing hard. TW: Might include topics or references to Self harm. Reader discretion is recommended.

After a painful breakup, Emily Wilson escapes to Ocean Cove, Maine, to revive her grandmother's beloved bakery, Sweet Delights. Determined to start anew, Emily faces the challenges of small-town life, rediscovering her passion for baking and love. When Emily meets Max Harris, a charming and successful businessman, she's hesitant to open her heart. As they work together to restore the bakery, Emily's defenses crumble, and she finds herself falling for Max's kindness and warmth. As Emily confronts her past and learns to trust again, she must decide whether to stay in Ocean Cove or return to her old life. Will Emily and Max's blossoming love flourish, or will fears and doubts tear them apart? Love in Bloom is a heartwarming romance about second chances, self-discovery, and the power of love to transform lives.

Making you as my sign of peace, Art that fulls our mind, consideration and trust, understanding a concept/artwork with gratitude with Full of meaning in deep inside. You are my piece, everlasting piece, people admires your prettiness, and you're my internal life. In every piece, you are my subject, you are my love, Reality or not Still you, but is there's a chance that I can love you for a long time? Started: Aug. 4, 2022 End: Sept. 30, 2022 POSTED ON Novelah, Storyon, Finovel also on Inkstone. PLAGIARISM IS CRIME!!! All rights reserved 2020

Clara Hayes is a painter whose heart and soul are poured into the struggling art gallery she inherited from her parents. She lives and breathes art, but passion doesn't pay the bills. With foreclosure looming, she’s on the verge of losing the only home she’s ever known and her family's legacy. Julian Thorne is the formidable CEO of a financial empire, a man who lives by numbers, logic, and control. He sees art not as an expression of the soul, but as a frivolous and unpredictable investment—a chaotic world he despises after it brought his own family pain. When Julian's powerful, art-collecting grandfather threatens to block his biggest corporate expansion unless he settles down, Julian needs a solution, fast. He requires a fiancée who can charm the old man and talk knowledgeably about art. His target? The desperate owner of a small gallery his company is about to foreclose on. Julian makes Clara an offer she can't refuse: he will save her gallery, clearing every cent of its debt. In return, for six months, she must play the role of his loving, cultured fiancée. For Clara, it’s a deal with the devil. She must pretend to love a man who represents everything she’s against—a corporate shark who views her life's work as a mere commodity. Forced together, they are fire and ice. He scoffs at her emotional world; she’s repulsed by his cold pragmatism. But as they navigate glittering galas and quiet moments, Clara discovers a hidden vulnerability beneath Julian’s ruthless exterior, and he finds himself captivated by the vibrant color she brings to his monochrome life. Can love be the one masterpiece they create together, or will the price of their arrangement be their own hearts?