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Tantalizing crimson eyes and jet black hair is all Lily could remember in the features of the enigmatic young man who saved her ten years ago when she was kidnapped. One day, she accidentally saw him again after ten years in the middle of a busy street in an unexplainable situation. Time froze for few seconds, people around her stopped moving and in his snap of finger defreezes time as the car in front of him lose control and crashed with the nearby truck. She was left dazed on what had just happened in front of her. The scene shocked her and triggered her memory of him. “The guy who saved me was no human,” she murmured staring blankly, remembering the scene of their uncanny encounter a decade ago. “Grim reaper?” confusion was evidently written on her face. He shook his head. “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” After the street incident, she couldn’t forget his face and his lines kept replaying in her dreams like a broken tape which made her wonder if this is part of the after effects of her trauma or is it destiny who aligned their stars again to collide.

Tantalizing crimson eyes and jet black hair were all Lily could remember in the features of the enigmatic young man who saved her ten years ago when she was kidnapped. One day, she accidentally saw him again after ten years in the middle of a busy street in an unexplainable situation. Time froze for few seconds people around her stopped moving and in his snap of finger defreezes time as the car in front of him lose control and crashed with the nearby truck. She was left dazed on what had just happened in front of her The scene shocked her and triggered her memory of him. "The guy who saved me was no human," she murmured staring blankly, remembering their uncanny encounter a decade ago. "Grim reaper?" Confusion was written on her face. He shook his head, "Non I am Doom and I bring death to people." After the street incident, she couldn't forget his face and his lines kept replaying in her dreams like a broken tape which made her wonder if this is part of the after-effects of her trauma or if it was destiny who aligned their stars again to collide.

No one spoke up for her. She had to find her own voice. No one offered help. She had to be her own savior. Everyone tried to hold her back. She had to break free from all restraints. Everyone blamed her for what happened. She had to prove her innocence. But will she succeed? Dear readers, While this isn’t my first book on this platform, it is my first time writing on this particular topic. English is not my first language, and although I strive for perfection, there may be some errors. I kindly ask for your understanding and forgiveness. This book has contents like sexual harassment, rape, and explicit contents. If you are a person who is disturbed with these contents, feel free to leave the story. Have a nice time with the story. Your author, Betty_N.

En un misterioso y abrupto evento, todas las mujeres del mundo decidieron acabar con los hombres, desatando un genocidio a escala global. Victor Storm, uno de los últimos hombres sobrevivientes, lucha por mantenerse con vida en un mundo donde es cazado como un animal.

Red who is coming from the school finds to be atracted to a forest. As he steps in the forest, he finds a soul. The soul hands him a legendary box. Ninjas started to appear and surround them . The soul opens for Red a portal and explodes the area after Red goes through . Red finds himself to be in newworld full of fantasy and wonders. He's looking for a way to help the soul who saved him

Earth in the year 980, there is no advanced technology, no entertainment to feed the boredom, there is only power struggles, constant warfare and very dirty politics. Kingdoms began to stand one by one to prove and declare their kingdom was the ruler of the world. Michael Jackson, a young man in the 20th century with a blessing from God to redeem his life who has saved many people at the cost of his life. There is no system and also not a matchless genius, but Michael was given a mysterious blessing by God. "If you were in my position, what would you do?" ------------- I will try to start a novel about world growth from a long time ago, and remember this world is just an imagination so it has nothing to do with the real world. Do not protest, because I use the help of goggle translate if any suggestions I really appreciate it.

Scrolling through the posts of a local dog owners group, Allie Karlin comes across a plea. A woman how lost her beloved pooch a few months back is hoping some kind soul is willing to share their dog to help her see if she’s ready to welcome a new pup into her life. Allie suspects her sweet Checkers is perfect for the job.<br><br>Sage Arrows still feels the familiar sting of losing Bixby, but she thinks she might be ready to move on. When she meets Allie and her mutt Checkers, the trio become fast friends. Their get-togethers are meant to heal Sage’s broken heart, and to some extent, that’s exactly what’s happening. Only it seems there’s more than the love of dogs between the two.

this is a collection of random books that I write. expect several stories herein. all stories here are drafts

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!

Shocking! The rough husband is the hidden master in the time-travel novel. She is the sacrificial victim for the male lead's pursuit of true love, the pitiful person who transforms grief and indignation into motivation, the obsessive person who constantly wants to slap the male lead's face with money, the lemon essence contrasting the female lead’s gentleness and generosity. Xu Qinghuan: Emma, is this talking about me? Xu Qinghuan transmigrated into a book, into a time-travel novel written by her best friend, where her father died early, her mother remarried, and she was raised in her second uncle's home since childhood. Her cousin and fiancé are entangled? "Break off the engagement, whoever wants the central air conditioner can take it!" Her biological mother manipulates her with work? Isn't it just going to the countryside? The Great Northeast's black land is fertile, where every year you can lie on the heated kang and eat for half the year. Which corporate slave wouldn’t love it? Most importantly, there is a big shot she wants to cling to. Jiang Xingye is someone that even the male lead admires, the future global richest man, the hidden master in the book. After going to the countryside, Xu Qinghuan goes straight to Jiang Xingye. Her original plan was to be a little follower for the big shot and never thought of developing an inappropriate relationship with him. When the man gruffly raises his eyebrows and coaxingly tells her to hold on a little longer, she only wants to ask: What about being wealthy and detached? What about having a strong career ambition and no time for romance? What about being a 007 workaholic who doesn’t even return home?