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El joven maestro de la familia Zhekova se acercó a Cindy Clarke con un teléfono viejo y dijo—Dejaste caer esto hace cinco años y yo lo recogí. ¿Todavía lo niegas? Hace cinco años, la tendieron una trampa y quedó embarazada. Cindy Clarke nunca imaginó que el padre de su hijo resultaría ser el Príncipe Azul que toda la nación amaba. ¿Tenía un padre débil, una madre intrigante y una hermana tramando hacerle daño? ¡Nada de eso importaba! Adrián Zhekova dijo—Lo que sea que quieran, te lo daré todo. Que se mueran de envidia. ¿Si sus oponentes calumniaban a Cindy Clarke? Adrián Zhekova dijo—Les cerraré la cuenta. ¿No te gusta? ¡Aguántate! Morgan Clarke dijo—Sollozo, sollozo... Arthur Woods dice que soy una hija ilegítima sin papá. Después de que la familia Woods se declarara en bancarrota, Adrián Zhekova se volteó hacia Cindy Clarke y preguntó—¿Cuándo nos vas a hacer oficiales? Cindy Clarke respondió—Desde que te conocí, es como tener un código de trucos. Todo me sale bien. Adrián Zhekova respondió—Así es, soy ese código de trucos.

Kyra kærtegnede sin voksende mave – hun var endelig gravid med sin bedste ven Nathans barn efter tre års ægteskab. Men da hun kom hjem med den glædelige nyhed, lå hendes Alfa-mand på knæ og tryglede hende om at afslutte deres bånd. "Sophia er tilbage," sagde Nathan med en stemme, der var rå af skyld. "Min skæbnebestemte mage." Hjerteslået indvilligede Kyra i at opløse deres forening og skjulte sin graviditet for ikke at være ham til last. Men da hun forsøgte at gå, nægtede Nathan at give slip. "Kan vi ikke i det mindste forblive venner?" Hun vred sit håndled fri. "Den ret har du mistet." Nathan forstod ikke disse følelser, før Kyra var væk, og da vidste han, at det ikke kun var venskab. Det var kærlighed. Og han ville kæmpe for at få hende tilbage. Så dukkede han op – Kieran, Kyras stedbror og den berygtede Alfa fra Raven Shadow Pack. Han holdt hende fanget og begærede hver en tomme af hende. "Vi er søskende," gispede Kyra. Hans tænder skrabede mod parringsmærket på hendes hals, da han knurrede: "Ikke af blod. Flygt fra ham alt det, du vil, lille ulv. Men nu tilhører du mig." Fanget mellem to umulige kærligheder – hvor hører Kyra egentlig til?

Ignacio, un joven humano extraordinariamente adaptable, es invocado a un mundo de fantasía por una diosa para ser el héroe, recibiendo el nombre Ven. Sus estadísticas aparecen como patéticas (0), engañando a todos sobre su verdadero poder. Sin embargo, Ven posee habilidades ocultas infinitamente superiores que no se reflejan en ningún registro: manipulación dimensional, creación de habilidades, Casa Dimensional, inventario dimensional, anulación, y la poderosa “Salida y Entrada” para viajar a cualquier lugar, incluso donde la diosa misma se encuentre. A pesar de la intención de la diosa de controlarlo, Ven se muestra independiente, desafiando su autoridad y actuando según su propio criterio. Entre aventuras, combates y misiones, Ven se convierte en una fuerza imparable, desarrollando amistades y descubriendo los secretos más oscuros del mundo, incluida la existencia de la Orden del Abismo y el Catalizador del Vacío, que lleva a la amenaza final: Mireth, la estratega que busca reescribir el mundo mediante un Corazón oculto bajo la tierra.

The Holy Bible of El-Ven is collection of story from a fantasy world El-Den telling its creation, gods and people. The book is written with inspiration from The Old Testament in a more fantasy point of view. This book is not meant to mock any religion as the writer is religious himself, it is however to provide enjoyable experience or just for fun. This book is written in a style thar the people of the story are supposed to be the one authoring the book not the writer. Author's Note: This is the first time i wrote a book and i am not an english speaker but i enjoyed reading english materials and decided to write myself. In this book the reader will find author's note littered within the book to give the reader help on understanding the story, its interpretation and interesting bits. Warning : This story is fiction and the likeliness of character and name in this story in relation of real life is coincidence or satirically deliberate.

Yoon Seojin. His mother is South Korea's top model with a total of seven husbands. His biological father is one of the country's most renowned lawyers. With looks, talent, and money, life should've been perfect. Instead, he spent the last two years rotting at home, surviving on instant ramen, fighting as a turtle wearing a pepperoni pizza against a capybara with a rambutan body, and waiting for the final arc of a dropped novel that never came. But its author made one final forum post: > If you were given the chance to live in this world as a new character, who would you be, and what talent would you possess? > The first reply becomes your drawback. Naturally, Seojin replied: "Seojin. Looks like me and a genius like me. Any genius ability works." Ding! [A suitable character has been found.] Seven Hart. The seventh child of House Hart. A boy destined to become the first domino in the complete destruction of his entire family. He has seven days left to live. - -- --- 777 --- -- - Note: This is my first novel. Please don't expect this to be such a grand story. Thanks. Merci. Arigatou. Xièxiè. Gamsahamnida. Grazie. Salamat. Congrats! You just learned how to say "thank you" in seven languages.

In a world where magic and mystery intertwine, young Riven Kaelthar faces an unimaginable fate. Burdened by a family legacy steeped in darkness, he must navigate a treacherous path filled with trials and truths that challenge his very identity.

When her father suddenly cuts off her college funds, rising fashion designer Loconda Toussaint sets off for Europe, determined to chase her dreams. Little does she know; her journey will plunge her into a shadowy world where elite fashion houses collide in a high stakes struggle for power.

A string of brutal murders shakes Noxhaven. Every victim bears the same mark: Latin phrases etched by a deadly quill. Detective Florena Woodville’s pursuit turns chilling when the killer’s clues become too precise— as if he knows her… too well.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"