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Guns suppress all divine demons and evil spirits, flesh and blood forge the multi-dimensional Great Wall! In the second year of Ming Country, Tianmen City was in need of recovery after the war. Chaos thrived, and evil spirits roamed freely. The children of the poor take charge early, and garrison soldiers need to learn to earn their own money. My name is Wang Yunxiao, an external field agent for the Special Service Bureau, specialized in dealing with various demon and evil spirit emergencies locally. Let me introduce my wife Li Mumu—she is gentle, virtuous, cute, and empathetic, and she is an evil spirit. Who writes a diary in all seriousness! Can what’s written even be considered true inner thoughts? Despicable! (The female protagonist’s solo storyline begins later, starting from chapter 87)

“Young man, I can tell from your skeletal structure that you have an extremely rare talent. You must be a one in a million prodigy in the martial arts. Now that the Blue Planet has ascended, mutant beasts are ravaging our homes, and foreign species are invading our land, our people are in grave danger. Here, I have an [Infinite Demon God Physique Training Method], I’ll give it to you for just two dollars. You shall be entrusted with the mission of maintaining world peace.” Xu Lingyun was touched. He said, “I can’t believe that you can actually see my true potential. Here’s four dollars, no need to give me change.” The scammer took the money, left him a fake secret training manual, and left feeling content. Xu Lingyun brought the secret manual home. He slapped the cover of the book. Instantly, the aged, tattered book started emanating a magnificent array of lights. An ancient and powerful aura filled the air, dominating the stars and piercing through the age. A fake? Oh please, in front of me, there is no such thing as “description may not match the actual item, please see the actual item”.

Tamat per-season Sebuah surat dengan percikan darah yang menuntun seorang gadis korban perundungan, untuk membalaskan dendam. Surat itu memberikan petunjuk satu-persatu bagaikan potongan purzzle yang perlahan menjadi utuh. Arwah dari korban ketidak-adilan di masa lampau mulai menebar teror, kepada setiap orang yang sudah membuatnya hancur dan terjebak di alam lain. Kematian dan pristiwa berdarah tak bisa terelakkan. Larasati, Cinta dan juga Eliza adalah ketiga gadis yang tewas karna dibunuh oleh teman sekelasnya. Kini arwah mereka mulai menebar teror dan menuntut balas atas kematiannya. Note: Bukan hanya tentang cerita seram, tapi dalam cerita ini penulis ingin menyampaikan betapa berbahayanya bullying. #stopbullying Selamat membaca....

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 

(This is a love story disguised with abuse!) "Mia Lowder is just a waste!" "Mia Lowder is too vicious, she framed her sister and even hit her own mother." "A person like her should just get out of Falwood." At a banquet, everyone surrounded Mia Lowder, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and cursed her. Suddenly, the cold and ruthless Mr. Grant appeared, protecting her in his arms, "She is my wife, damn it! Anyone who dares to touch her, try it!" Four years ago, she became crippled because of him and left Falwood in despair. Four years later, she insists on marrying him. Everyone was waiting for Benjamin Grant to abandon her again, but no one knew that Mr. Grant had set a trap for a full four years, just so she could return to his side. Soon after, he spoiled Mia Lowder to the extreme, to the point of obsession. Only then did the people of Falwood realize that Mr. Grant was unwell, and pampered his wife recklessly!

Adrian Grant es guapo, rico y poderoso, encarnando el autocontrol y la rectitud como el epítome de un heredero adinerado. Casada durante tres años, Eleanor Winslow ha tenido suficiente de su frialdad. La gente no podía creer que después de que Eleanor luchara arduamente para conseguir la posición, ella elegiría divorciarse. Eleanor dijo: "Sus exigencias son abrumadoras, no puedo soportarlo. ¡Valoro mi vida!" Otras mujeres de la alta sociedad están ansiosas por ocupar la posición de la Sra. Grant. El Presidente Grant atrae a Eleanor hacia sus brazos y la besa: "¿Divorcio? Qué tonterías." [Redención Mutua]

Adrian Grant ist gutaussehend, wohlhabend und mächtig, verkörpert Selbstbeherrschung und Anstand als Inbegriff eines wohlhabenden Erben. Nach drei Jahren Ehe hat Eleanor Winslow genug von seiner Kälte. Niemand konnte glauben, dass Eleanor, nachdem sie sich mühsam in diese Position gekämpft hatte, sich für eine Scheidung entscheiden würde. Eleanor sagte: "Seine Anforderungen sind zu überwältigend, ich kann es nicht ertragen. Ich schätze mein Leben!" Andere Gesellschaftsdamen sind begierig darauf, die Position der Frau Grant einzunehmen. Präsident Grant zieht Eleanor in seine Arme und küsst sie: "Scheidung? Was für ein Unsinn." [Gegenseitige Erlösung]

Adrian Grant est beau, riche et puissant, incarnant la retenue et la bienséance comme l'exemple parfait d'un héritier fortuné. Mariée depuis trois ans, Éléonore Winslow en a assez de sa froideur. Les gens n'arrivaient pas à croire qu'après s'être battue avec acharnement pour obtenir cette position, elle choisirait de divorcer. Éléonore a dit : "Ses exigences sont trop écrasantes, je ne peux pas les supporter. Je tiens à ma vie !" D'autres mondaines sont impatientes de prendre la position de Madame Grant. Le Président Grant attire Éléonore dans ses bras et l'embrasse : "Divorce ? Quelle absurdité." [Rédemption Mutuelle]

Adrian Grant é bonito, rico e poderoso, incorporando o autocontrole e a decência como o epítome de um herdeiro rico. Casada há três anos, Eleanor Winslow já teve o suficiente da sua frieza. As pessoas não podiam acreditar que depois de Eleanor lutar arduamente para conquistar a posição, ela escolheria o divórcio. Eleanor disse: "As exigências dele são muito esmagadoras, não consigo aguentar. Estou valorizando minha vida!" Outras socialites estão ansiosas para assumir a posição de Sra. Grant. O Presidente Grant puxa Eleanor para seus braços e a beija: "Divórcio? Que absurdo." [Redenção Mútua]

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!