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The story is told from the perspective of Cevherim, who deemed himself unlovable until his friend Gia proposed to him. But as he went to journal this event, he started to forget about Gia. He started to forget who Gia was. As he scrolled through his journal, he could find no trace of Gia. It was as if she never existed. Cevherim, now with fragments of memories, tries to remember who Gia was.

She's a rare beauty. Not just a rare beauty but a beauty with brains. Gianna thrives in the art of healing. Gianna lives with her father Hilton Kent and his wife Alvilda . Her mother was a heartless princess who married another man abandoning her lover and daughter without second thought - or so she has always been told. Hilton and Alvilda don't like Gianna asking questions about her mother; albeit for different reasons. In fact, Alvilda doesn't seem to like anything about Gianna; she's far more hardworking and smarter than her own son. Having been recruited as a castle healer; Hilton's greatest fear is that Gianna will discover the truth about her mother as she works in the castle as a healer. Gianna is a free spirit; until she's set to marry an earl; how would she cope with being imprisoned in a gated manor all in the name of marriage with no one heeding her distress call for freedom? ****** The man had surely changed. Hilton Kent had changed and not for the better but for the Worse! Hera had known him and served him for years but now he had broken her trust into smithereens. As the old saying goes; if you want to keep a secret you MUST also hide it from yourself Lies and secrets; they are like a fatal disease. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction. Having been betrayed by her father, Gianna is reluctant to love anyone again. She turns cold. But her iciness lasts only until she meets the annoying but handsome Prince Ian who melts the ice covering her forlorn heart His touch sets her body aflame, but she's married. Things get difficult as Gianna must make a choice between giving in to her desires or respecting her marriage to protect her family in extension . Or would she risk falling in love at the expense of her family's safety?

Well about this boy name Vo and how he becomes a contractor in a second world.While in his world he has to struggle to keep up with everything especially secretly having a crush on another guys.

Giulia, a strong-willed and independent young woman, finds herself entangled in a dangerous web of secrets, lies, and betrayal. As the heiress of the powerful Vittorio family, she struggles to maintain her freedom and protect her loved ones, even as the dark shadows of her past loom over her.

"A Estágiaria" é relatado por uma adolescente de 17 anos que começa o seu estágio numa pastelaria longe de casa,onde é recebida de braços abertos. Numa noite é surpreendida pela crueldade do ser humano por detrás da simpatia e vê se num episódio que nunca pensou vir a participar. "Tu roubas-te a minha inocência e com ela a minha vida mas eu nunca desistirei de escapar das tuas mãos

It is my first time writing a story so there might be grammatical errors here and there.

"You may now kiss the bride." But no kiss ever came. I'm ripped from my wedding and thrown into a medieval fantasy world with game-like elements. It may seem like a game, but that doesn't matter to me, because this is my reality. The pain, the hunger, the cold, the fear, it's all real to me. Alone, without knowing why I'm here, in a world where I know nothing and nobody, I decide to buy a Blood Slave to have someone I can trust. She brings me comfort and so much more. She helps me raise my head high again and bravely move forward. Together, we'll grow stronger. Together, we're unbreakable. But she won't be the only one by my side. We need more than just each other, for I know that my purpose in this world can't be accomplished with only her help. Monsters and dungeons plague the land, forcing civilization to protect themselves from the hordes with tall walls and fierce determination. Killing monsters is a daily need, but they aren't the only enemy here. I have a powerful "Gift" that allows me to change my "skill points" at will, but if others were to know about it, there would be many that would try to use me by any means possible. Step by step, moment by moment, day by day, we keep moving forward, always aiming to improve our strength. One day, we'll meet our Fate, and we'll be ready for it. Swords held high, shields tightly strapped to our arms, wings spread apart, spells at the tip of our tongues, minds focused like blades, and our hearts hardened like steel. We'll take on whatever comes our way! --------------------------------------------- *Additional Tags*: Psychological, Romance, Magic, Male Lead, Portal Fantasy/Isekai/Transmigration, Polygamy, Slaves *Content Warning*: gore, profanity, sexual content (male/female, female/female, and human/non-human (*not for the faint of heart*)), traumatizing content *What to expect*: Slow story focused on the day-to-day life of a transmigrated man rather than on the plot. The plot exists but it *very slowly* becomes relevant. Also, *slow* character progress. It's a long journey, so don't expect a hero to grow in just a few chapters. Detailed environments and extensive world-building. Realistic and tactical combat instead of flashy. Protagonist with a cheat but far from overpowered. Lots of descriptive sex scenes, it is treated as just another part of life instead of merely fan-service. A harem where the members actually enjoy living with each other. Occasional weird wording and grammar, English isn't my first language. New chapters Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 8PM US East. This story is also on Royal Road (*most sexual content censored*), Scribble Hub, Novel Updates, Hentai Foundry, MoonQuill, Archive of Our Own, and Literotica. 

"Sebenarnya, siapa aku?" Ainsel, dulunya hanya seorang pria biasa—yang hanya ingin hidup sederhana bersama neneknya. Tidak ada ambisi yang tak masuk akal. Tidak ada yang istimewa darinya, Tidak ada yang perlu dipertanyakan. Setidaknya... itu yang ia percayai. Sampai suatu hari, kenyataan yang ia kenal runtuh seketika. Ia terlempar ke dalam dunia yang menolak logika—sebuah realitas yang dipenuhi distorsi, di mana kegilaan dan absurditas adalah hal yang wajar, salah satu teman dalam menjalani kehidupan. Di sana, ia dipaksa memikul penderitaan yang bukan miliknya, serta tanggung jawab yang seharusnya tidak pernah jatuh ke tangannya. Namun di balik itu semua, ada sesuatu yang lebih mengerikan: Dunia tersebut... seolah mengenalnya. Demi menemukan kebenaran tentang jati dirinya, ia memilih untuk terus berjalan—bersama tiga sosok misterius yang menyebut diri mereka sebagai pengikutnya, Di tengah dunia penuh ilusi, identitas mereka harus disembunyikan sembari bertahan dari ancaman yang terus mengintai tanpa henti. Hingga kebenaran satu per satu terungkap. Namun, semakin dalam mereka melangkah, semakin kejam dan gelap juga jalan yang harus di lalui. Semua itu hanya demi satu jawaban pasti: "Siapa aku, sebenarnya?"

Clei se encontraba en una encrucijada. El polvo flotaba en el aire, danzando con la luz que se filtraba por las ventanas rotas. Las paredes, una vez majestuosas, ahora se inclinaban como ancianos cansados

Dentuman-dentuman ledakan bom masih ramai tidak terjeda. Puing-puing reruntuhan pun berserakan seolah siap mengubur kota yang sudah tak berbentuk. Masih jelas di ingatan bagaimana kabut asap hitam membumbung tinggi menutup langit. Tubuh-tubuh tak bernyawa memenuhi pandangan. Bau anyir darah bercampur potongan dagingnya yang terbakar menusuk di hidung hingga rasanya membuatku mual. Akal-ku berontak. Ingin kuhancurkan manusia di ujung sana yang tersenyum puas melihat kekacauan ini. Bahkan sorot matanya menjelaskan bahwa semua yang terjadi hanyalah sebuah awal. Di tengah kesadaranku yang mulai menghilang, aku tertawa. Menertawai apa yang ada di hadapanku. Sebuah kehancuran. Apa ini tujuan mereka ? Membuat semuanya luluh lantah tak bersisa. Keserakahan mereka telah berbalik menghancurkan semesta. Keegoisan mengantar kehidupan ke titik akhirnya. Dan ketika gelap mengambil alih penglihatan dan kesadaran, aku mengutuk diriku. Kenapa harus..aku.