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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, "Looks like me and a genius like me. Any genius ability works." Ding! [A suitable character has been found.] Seven Hart. The youngest child of House Hart. — – - 777 - – — Note: This is my first novel. Please don't expect this to be some grand story. Thanks. Merci. Arigatou. Xièxiè. Gamsahamnida. Grazie. Salamat. Congrats for reading all'at, I guess. Doesn't that make you kinda multilingual now?

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.

In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.