cristina pacheco

It's a story of a boy name Chris, who was the handsome prince of the Wales Castle. His father was the king of that castle and Chris was the only son who will carry on the family and castle legacy. This story revolves around the character name Chris who was cursed in his previous birth of not having any love life, and will have complications in his present life. He was cursed by someone that if he will love any girl or marry any girl, she will not survive and will die. This prediction was done by one famous reputated astrologer. And Chris challenged him that one day he will find his love and bring her in front of him to prove his prediction wrong. NOTE: This story is purely a fiction, if incase any similarities will be there with real life then it's a coincidence. Previous and current novel is my original work. Keep supporting me guys and best wishes to each and every writer from my side. Regards Shaivi

Humanity rebuilt the Tower of Babel, and God abandoned mankind — but there is one who seeks to rewrite his destined fate.

Crime to crime is about the mc trying to find his place in this world. He has many interesting adventures in the chapters to come

There was a girl who lived well, happy and rich, but on the night of her birthday, her parents died. When she was six years old she found out someone had killed her parents, her uncle was taking care of her. He is his father’s brother, when she was eight years old she auditioned at SZCQ Grobal Entertainment Agency or known as SZE, his uncle was the owner of Entertainment Agency. SZE is an Entertainment Agency with secret missions, it is made for those in need of justice, who are unwilling or ignored by the authorities or superiors. P.S Names, characters, places, and events may be the work of the author's imagination or mere fiction. Any resemblance to actual events or local or human, living or dead, is purely coincidental. PLAGIARISM is a CRIME!

Alex Nix is brutally killed, but apon returning to consciousness he is alarmed to be told by the Goddess of Love, Lucy that he has been judged unworthy of reincarnnation. The only way to earn it is to become an Apostle, someone who visits many worlds to help overcome whatever Crisis may befall them, or they are sent to kill rouge Apostles who may be causing critical issues.

Tired of her stressful life in States, Jeacelle decided to go back to her grandparent's hometown to start anew. Little did she know, going back there will turn her world upside down upon meeting a weird guy in the cafe who happens to be a link to the missing piece of her life.

Twenty two year old Fumiko goes to sleep rage-scrolling a “generic straight romance” otome game and wakes up inside it with a holographic HUD floating in front of her face. Title:Crimson Heirs of Everflame Player Character:Lady Fiametta von Ardentis Role: Villainess / Final Calamity Status: Terminally Ill (Irreversible) Genre:FIRE The body in the mirror isn’t her own: it’s the outrageously beautiful noblewoman destined to be the game’s last boss and most hated villainess. In the original *Crimson Heirs of Everflame*, Fiametta’s only endings were imprisonment, execution, or a beautifully animated death. Now, the system insists her illness is incurable even as she feels disturbingly healthy and the so called “FIRE” genre quietly explains itself: heightened emotions, irreversible consequences, and “reality bleed-through.” Worse, all the flags are wrong. The four powerful heroines who were supposed to loathe Fiametta now have their affection maxed out: * Crown Princess Seraphine , who announces their political engagement and clings like a devoted fiancée who would burn the world before letting Fia vanish. * Knight-Captain Elira, the empire’s sword, assigned as Fiametta’s personal escort. * Archmage Lyriel , whose cold logic melts whenever Fia’s name is mentioned. * Saintess Mira, the empire’s holy light, who prays for Fia with frightening intensity. In the game, they were routes Fumiko chased as a player. In this world, they are women who love Fiametta too much to let her go and perhaps too much to let her be free. Caught between a body marked by a terminal countdown, four heroines whose love already burns at maximum, and a system that treats reality like a script it can overwrite, Fumiko has to think like the gamer she used to be: * Map the routes in a world that no longer follows its own code. * Discover what “FIRE” really demands from its players. * Hack a fate labeled irreversible before the genre turns her life and the women who love her into ash. In a universe where love is fuel and every choice can ignite a catastrophe, the villainess of *Crimson Heirs of Everflame* must decide: Is she trying to survive her own story… or willing to burn with them, if that’s the only ending left?

Kai era feliz en su dia a dia hasta que una ves en un viaje por su cumpleaños ocurrio la gran catastrofe.... Ese dia un terremoto a nivel mundial azoto al mundo y a su gente.

SCRIBU is a real person, seemingly an ordinary 26-year-old. Except she dreams SKAL's schemes. And he's the Chief Demon and destroyer. Know more about this Dream Warrior.

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!