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The Miller family had a troublemaker in the family. Her name was Amelia Miller. Her mother died in childbirth when she was born. Her stepmother fell off a flight of stairs while pregnant and died. Amelia's father punished her by making her face the wall in the attic. The attic was dark and humid, and there was no sunlight at all. Nobody brought her food, and Amelia thought she might very well die there. Moments before her death, she dialed a number that her mother had told her before she passed away. After she hung up, there were rumbling sounds all around her. The Miller family's residence was surrounded by a group of bodyguards dressed in black. Eight men got out of their cars, each with a different aura. They went directly to the attic. The man who led them went down on one knee and held Amelia, unconscious, in his arms. He had a solemn expression on his face. "The Miller family needs to go bankrupt." After sleeping the entire night, Amelia woke up to find that her father was bankrupt. Her family members were all homeless. Meanwhile, she... She had eight uncles and a kind grandfather who loved her dearly. Amelia's father regretted what he did, and he was unwilling to accept his fate. So what if Amelia was living a good life now? She was still the troublemaker who got her mother killed and her father bankrupt! Little did he know, after Amelia returned to her uncle's house, their luck only seemed to improve. Even her bedridden grandmother could now get out of bed and dance in the square! Finally, a god-like man claimed to be her father. He pampered her to the point where the entire world became envious of her.
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Mira was just a young mortal girl living a normal life until a god ruined everything for her. “Fuck you, GOD! Why do you keep doing this to me!!! What did I do to deserve this?!?” Trapped in a cycle of reincarnation, Mira continues learning and improving in hopes of taking down her oppressor. Follow Mira as she's thrust into a Cultivation World where the impossible is possible, and reality can be whatever you want it to be as long as you're strong enough. --------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I don't plan on adding romance early in the novel. I will probably add some later in the novel, but it won't be the main focus. If there is any romance, then it will be yuri. This novel will also primarily focus on females. Of course, there will be males in the story, but for the most part, they won't be important characters. ---------------------Reward System--------------------- Gifts: Castle: 2 Extra Chapters Spaceship: 4 Extra Chapters Gachapon: 6 Extra Chapters --------------------------------------------------------- The cover is made by Moonfist from Fiverr: https://www.fiverr.com/moonfist?source=order_page_summary_seller_link Discord: https://discord.gg/4kxFxsCvb5 Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/Dreyerboys
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As an actress with solid skills yet stuck as a third or fourth-tier minor celebrity, Song Ci fell down on her way to an audition. When she woke up, she found herself turned into a fabulously wealthy Old Madam, living a life of eating and waiting for death! Song Ci declared she couldn't accept such a beginning for her script! But since she's already in this situation, she might as well act it out. After all, as the proverb goes: Life is a play, and it's all about acting! The new book "The Young Lady Who Never Seeks Progress" is now serializing~
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Ali Avery was a successful young man adored by everyone. But things were not as they were shown to the life. Shunned and betrayed by his peers... He was hiding among happy facades. Everything changed for him on one fateful night when he awoke in a dangerous new world with a completely different body, and his guardian angel was also there to accompany him. A world where the impossible was possible while the imaginations were the reality of the dreamer. 'Am I a Goddess? I'm just a little different.' 'My imagination can become real magic, but isn't this energy point a bit too much?' Stranded in the new environment, new life, new strength, and new possibilities... How would he/she survive? --- Sequel: My Goddess is Good at Pretending
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~CHECK REVIEWS: NO ROMANCE FL~ Born from tragedy, she wields a blade of death, shining under the moonlight. Each swing takes hundreds of lives, each step leaves a trail of corpses, every move capable of dividing the stars. Her journey is not for the faint of heart as it is a solitary path drenched in blood. But only on this road will she will heal from the scars of the past. ~Schedule: Mon (1 Ch), Wed (1 Ch), Fri (1 Ch) 3 Ch. per week at 12 PM EST~ ~Cover by @PluviumG~ Made a Twitter for announcements: @ArgasWn I stream my writing on Twitch too: Argasbooba
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In his past life, he climbed to the 69th floor, and reached the limit of his potential. Now, reborn, he has returned to the past, when the almighty Tower first summoned him. He will work his way up again, step by careful step. This time, he will climb to the top. ************************************************************ Join Our Official Discord! https://discord.gg/jNf9NZdT2B
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Imagination was the eye of the soul, the beginning of creation. Despite her immense power, the Supreme Goddess of Mysterious Origin had to seal herself after saving the world from the threat of destruction. However, she was sent to another world by the universe's will. Ely was a girl suffering from partial memory loss. She was known as the shrine priestess of the Sacred Mountain. One day, she received the holy mission to unseal her Goddess Master. She got her priorities straight. However... The pets she adopted became the Demon Kings, capable of suppressing the world. The tree she planted became the World Tree, forming a bridge between heaven and earth. The passerby who received enlightenment from her became the Sage who led the entire generation. The disciples she nurtured became bigshots known across the three worlds. When she looked back... The street painter who pestered her for her handicrafts and paintings turned out to be a God. The young priestess she recruited was actually the number one saintess from the Divine World. She was known as the holy saintess. Yet, she still referred to herself as a mortal.
My husband chooses to stay with his lover while his parents lie dying in a car wreck. I let him go. I handle the hospital crisis myself. In my past life, I forced him to abandon her and rescue his parents instead. His parents lived, but his mistress died in a car accident rushing to see him. My husband seemed fine with it at first. A year later, when I was heavily pregnant, he got his revenge. He poisoned my anniversary dinner and shoved me down the stairs. “Madison died because of you! This is all your fault!” I bled out on the floor, our unborn child dying with me. This time around, he can choose his lover over his dying parents. When he finally looks at his muted phone and sees the flood of urgent hospital messages, he crumbles. He appears to have aged ten years in a single night.
For five years, I was NFL superstar Gordon Ryder’s secret wife. Then he went public with his new romance on Instagram. TMZ painted me as a psycho. A "jersey chaser." His fans crucified me all over the internet. My cheating husband played the lovesick hero, while I was the villain. Did he really think I was just some ordinary freelancer? He’s forgotten who bankrolled the five million dollars that launched his career—the one that got him that Super Bowl ring.
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"Damn bastards!! You dare do such things in my presence. Let's see you dare." "You damn jerk, you dare run off to play only to suddenly lose contact to us? Let me pummel you to death." "And for you people, I shall get you back for this once I return!!" She didn't want to be there, she wants to live her long life in leisure. But then one had just to disappear for so long and her other companions just came up with the BRIGHTEST idea of ganging up on her and pushing her to go and look for him. Listen to the sarcasm when she used the word 'brightest'. She didn't think it would be easy but she never thought it would be very difficult. 'This place became so noisy,' she thought after knowing the current condition of the place they are supposed to watch over. Why? Because they are the angels known to the people in the land. A land filled with Players, and the indication of their strengths are the numbers in the corners of their eyes. And she and her companions were called angels because they have four numbers that not one in the land could ever have. Or that was how it was supposed to be. "Someone dared create an artificial one, let's see what you got. Once I find you I will show you what the real deal is," she declared. **** Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) RESTARTING CHAPTER BOOK FINALE (COMPLETED) REBIRTH: STUBBORNLY FUFILLING A PROMISE (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) Disclaimer: Cover Photo not mine... Do contact me if I am not allowed to use it... ^_^
At nineteen, Ella Thompson had everything a young woman could want: wealth, beauty, and a prestigious family name. But all she ever wanted was her father's love. Growing up in a family such as hers should have been a dream, but living with a stepmother who despises her and a stepsister who charms everyone while tormenting her behind closed doors has turned her life into a nightmare leading to her death at twenty-six. Ella wakes up six years in the past, just a few weeks before her twentieth birthday. Armed with knowledge of how her life unraveled, Ella has a chance to change everything. What Ella hadn't anticipated was him. Alexander Giovanni Sterling
Five years ago, he sealed our marriage with a tattoo. My family’s falcon, inked over his pulse. A promise. An end to the war. Yesterday, he carved it out with a blade. His old flame is back. He flaunted her at our family celebration, then brought her into our home. He thinks I'll swallow my pride for our sons. For the alliance. He's wrong. I have three tickets to Italy waiting. One for me, and two for our heirs. He ended our alliance in ink and blood. I'll end him with fire and ash.
On the day I learned that my half-sister was coming back, I recorded a video of the pig farm in the countryside and posted it on my Moments, playfully adding a caption. [I, the fake daughter, am packing up to return to the countryside to raise pigs now that the real daughter is coming back. Home-grown black pork, fed with fruit. Interested parties, contact ****.] I didn't expect to receive a phone call from my boyfriend, who was hastily questioning me. I teased him by admitting that I have no blood relation with the Huo Family, only to be met with his profane outburst, calling me poor, and breaking up with me on the spot. I never imagined he was that kind of person. I looked down at the new car key I had bought for him, a Land Rover, which I had planned to gift. What a pity, it could only gather dust in the garage with the other cars.
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A 65-years old cancer patient has seven more days to live. The only regret in her life is that she never really lived one for herself. Eventually, she dies, only having a journal with her. To her surprise, her soul is not the only thing finding its way. The afterlife has more in it than she could imagine. Her search for a new life not only brings a new friend but Death itself.
My mother left me to freeze to death. Her lover and my brother helped. They stole my supplies. My food. My generators. All for an apocalypse only I knew was coming. The last thing I felt was the ice in my veins. Then… I woke up. It's seven days before the world ends. My family is waiting for me, smiling. This time, I’m not bringing supplies. I’m bringing hell.
A body lies on the Michigan lakefront pier, face beaten beyond recognition. My detective mother Rebecca and medical examiner father Marcus respond to the call. "What sick bastard did this?" Mom curses, pulling on her gloves. They find my adopted sister Madison's bracelet at the scene. Everyone assumes she was the target. "Damn threat. The killer's sending us a message!" And me, their "troublemaker daughter who never comes home"? No one wonders where I am. My parents rush to protect sweet Madison while professionally hunting clues for the unidentified corpse. They don't know they're examining their own daughter. Until the DNA results come in— I watch the city's finest investigators—and worst parents—confront the truth of my death.
The moment Hazel Winn stepped into my house, I knew the show had begun. In my previous life, whenever I wore new clothes, she would enviously tell my mom that a child with a mom is a treasure, unlike her who is just a blade of grass. When my brother and I went traveling, she would subtly join in and tell my brother that having a brother accompany you feels so safe. In the end, she took everything away from me, including my life. In this life, let me teach you, sister, how to be a proper person!
Aurora Carlsson was the envy of all, but overnight her life was turned upside down. Her boyfriend betrayed her, her sister committed suicide, her father was paralyzed, her company went bankrupt ...... These things made her suffer a series of blows, but she was not defeated, she chose to take it all. From this moment on, she lived for only one thing-- Revenge! She became a woman who would do anything for profit and sell her flesh in the eyes of the people. She seduced the most powerful man with all her seductive means. After a one-night stand, she found out that she had got laid with the wrong person, and this strange man had forcefully entered her life. "Who are you?" Asked Aurora Carlsson, staring at him viciously. The man with the different colored pupils smiled slyly, "Do you want to know?" Whoever you are! No one can stop me from getting married even if the sky is falling! On the day of the wedding, the video of the bride rolling with a strange man was made public, and the groom was the man in the video! After the irrevocable wedding, she thought the road to revenge would be difficult, but who knew it would be difficult to get out of bed. Aurora Carlsson tugged on the man's tie: "Even if you are a werewolf, I am not afraid of you!" The man's pupils lit up slightly, the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile, "No, I'm the wolf king." "Congratulations on becoming the wolf king's lovely wife."
"Ew, that's disgusting. I don't want you anymore. I want Auntie Elena to be my mum." This was the tenth time my son had declared he wanted Elena as his mother. Unlike before, I didn't break down. I merely replied flatly, "Fine." Since both father and son fancy that woman, I'll grant your wish. And so John married his bride as he'd wished, and my son got his "new mum" as he'd wished. I thought we'd never cross paths again. Yet within three short months, father and son were kneeling outside my company, begging me to return and continue being their slave. Would I make the same mistake again?
I found a box of birth control pills in the widow's room. I replaced the birth control pills with regular stomach medicine. The reason was simple: since the widow always wanted a grandchild, why not have one herself? Later, Aunt Baker approached my mother-in-law and handed over a bank card: "This is the reward for giving birth to a child for the Baker Family."