anne frank a diary

【Single female lead or no female lead, don't read if you mind this】 【Infinite flow of intelligence】+【Whimsical tales】+【Word games】+【Joker People Literature】 Core of the power system: Text composition↓ A piece of "rock", a sheet of "skin", forms the character charm, "broken", which can shatter thousands of things. 【Scene Display】: When encountering a zombie, you just need to carry rice and scatter it. "Corpse" plus "rice" transform into a large mosaic, instantly turning the enemy into nothingness. *The instances involve 【Animal park rules tales】【Prison mirror】【Logic people】… —————————— "Is it time to delve into instances and uncover more monster tales?" Author Yu Liang, still groggy, sat at the computer, stretched, and casually drafted a leave application. 【Slacker Note】 My nephew is born. I am taking a day off^_^

After transmigrating back from the Cultivation World, she started farming and live streaming to sale fresh local produce in hometown. —— Having failed to transcend the tribulation of the Golden Core, Song Tan returned to the modern era, only to find herself at the scene of a serial car accident. She barely survived thanks to the timely rescue of a benefactor. With that, what else was there to consider? Forget being a corporate slave, let's go back home and farm!!! With her experience in cultivation, Song Tan created her own picturesque land, foraged for wild vegetables, cooked farm meals, picked cucumbers, started live streaming, and sold mountain delicacies...

In a remote jungle nestled between Chu City and Whitewater City within the Da Xuan Country, a thin and frail figure was leaning against a thick tree trunk. Both of his legs were spread apart in a relaxed manner. This figure belonged to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager. Aside from his unusually pale face, the boy had fairly common facial features. His clothes were loose-fitting and a bright shining steel sword was carelessly thrown by his side.

Big-hearted and witty, Samantha Kingsley is the Alpha's daughter who grew up learning to meet everyone's expectations. But Samantha isn't a pup anymore, she's in high school now, and is just about to discover that her life is written by her choices. Not by dreams, or prophecies, or even the moon goddess. This girl is going to protect the happiness of her pack and everyone she loves. Read her diary here. OR JOIN US ON THE REBOOTED VERSION in [Diary of a Teenage Alpha (Revised)] - edited and rebooted for us to do it all over again and relive the adventure! Nothing too crazy - I mostly just hunted down annoying typos like they were rogues and rephrased some lines so they sparkled more. (You can find this sparkier revised version under my works in my profile.)

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet: "I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf." "You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles." "But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.' Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

She was the celebrated Oiran in her previous life, winning glory throughout the city, only to be betrayed and killed by her sister. When she opened her eyes again, she found herself as a little entertainer who had just been kicked out of a girl group. From then on, she embarked on a journey to lose weight and fiercely battled against the scheming bitches, relying on her wits and bravery. All in all, this is the development diary of a goddess ascending in the showbiz, accompanied by a male lead who appears aloof but harbors a tsundere heart within.

After a long slumber, Zhou Yi wakes up in a wasteland era. He discovers that the new humans, to avoid the daylight supremacy of the Guangna species, only dare to come out at night, meekly whispering in the darkness and scavenging for trash. Exasperated, he questions how humans could have deteriorated to such a state. Lamenting that each generation seems to be worse than the last, Zhou Yi decides to show them the ways of the older generation. Embarking on a quest to transform the wasteland, he aims to rebuild the lost splendor of humanity.

*Yuri* Princess X Slave with a hidden identity 'Sui, don't raise your head, and don't let yourself fall for the glamour of the Imperial Harem. Keep your head down and be as invisible as you can.' Those words were Sui's shackles ever since she could remember. This was Sui's mother's last advice before she perished. Living by these words, Sui always showed herself off as a simple servant of the Imperial Harem. From attending to the Concubines to serving the guests, she did all the tasks she was asked to. However, Sui could never curb her burning desire to learn more, and she ended up getting entangled with the one and only Imperial Princess, who had secrets of her own. ______ This is Yuri so enjoy it. The rating will change.

They say she’s a monster. A myth. A demon wrapped in human skin. They call her the Witch in the Woods. They should have called her a warning. Hazel-Anne Davis was raised in the Devil's Playground for the end of the world—part human, part demon, full survivalist, and absolutely done with it all. When she wakes up in the dying body of a child in a foreign world, she doesn’t cry or panic. She builds. She kills. She survives. The mountains become her home, and she becomes the nightmare whispered about in drunken taverns and frightened war councils. No army ever returns. No trespasser lives. Until she met them. Dragged from her mountain, drugged and bound in a trunk like some barbaric trophy, Hazel-Anne is forced into the glittering prison of the royal court—a place where daggers hide behind fans, poison is poured in porcelain cups, and obedience is expected from women who should know their place. Hazel does not know her place. And if she does, she refuses to stay in it. Five powerful men—each dangerous in their own right—are about to learn that the “witch” they stole is no savage. She’s smarter than they are. Deadlier than their worst enemies. And she’s done playing by anyone else’s rules. Now all of them—the scarred warrior prince, the genius Crown Prince, the demon-eyed general, the assassin in the shadows, and the merchant wrapped in silk and lies—will have to decide: Will they try to control her? Or will they kneel before the storm they’ve unleashed? Either way, at the end of the day, the Witch will have her revenge. Other Novels: Rebirth In the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Part Of Your World (Completed) Dancing with Monsters (Completed) As Silent As A Mouse (Completed) Be Careful What You Wish For: A Zombie Apocalypse Novel (Completed) The Witch In The Woods: The Transmigration of Hazel-Anne Davis (Ongoing) Seraphina's Revenge (Ongoing)

Sie sagen, sie ist ein Monster. Ein Mythos. Ein Dämon in menschlicher Haut. Sie nennen sie die Hexe im Wald. Sie hätten sie eine Warnung nennen sollen. Hazel-Anne Davis wurde im Spielplatz des Teufels für das Ende der Welt aufgezogen—teils Mensch, teils Dämon, vollständige Überlebenskünstlerin und absolut fertig mit allem. Als sie im sterbenden Körper eines Kindes in einer fremden Welt aufwacht, weint oder panikt sie nicht. Sie baut. Sie tötet. Sie überlebt. Die Berge werden ihr Zuhause, und sie wird zum Albtraum, über den in betrunkenen Tavernen und verängstigten Kriegsräten geflüstert wird. Keine Armee kehrt jemals zurück. Kein Eindringling überlebt. Bis sie ihnen begegnete. Von ihrem Berg verschleppt, betäubt und in einem Koffer wie eine barbarische Trophäe gefesselt, wird Hazel-Anne in das glitzernde Gefängnis des königlichen Hofes gezwungen—ein Ort, an dem sich Dolche hinter Fächern verbergen, Gift in Porzellanschalen gegossen wird und von Frauen Gehorsam erwartet wird, die ihren Platz kennen sollten. Hazel kennt ihren Platz nicht. Und wenn doch, weigert sie sich, dort zu bleiben. Fünf mächtige Männer—jeder auf seine Art gefährlich—sind dabei zu lernen, dass die "Hexe", die sie gestohlen haben, keine Wilde ist. Sie ist klüger als sie. Tödlicher als ihre schlimmsten Feinde. Und sie hat keine Lust mehr, nach den Regeln anderer zu spielen. Jetzt müssen sie alle—der vernarbte Kriegerprinz, der geniale Kronprinz, der dämonenäugige General, der Assassine im Schatten und der in Seide und Lügen gehüllte Händler—entscheiden: Werden sie versuchen, sie zu kontrollieren? Oder werden sie vor dem Sturm knien, den sie entfesselt haben? So oder so, am Ende des Tages wird die Hexe ihre Rache bekommen.