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Tanya Sinclair, on beş yıl boyunca Vincent Hawthorne'a adanmışçasına aşıktı, ancak doğum yaptığı gün bitkisel hayata girdi. Bu arada, Vincent Hawthorne onun kulağına yumuşakça fısıldadı: "Tanya, bir daha asla uyanma, artık benim için hiçbir değerin yok." Tanya, özenli ve sevgi dolu kocasının ona karşı sonsuz bir nefretten ve sömürüden başka bir şey beslemediğini anladı. Ve Tanya Sinclair'in canını dişine takarak dünyaya getirdiği çocukları, yatağının başında onun sevgilisine 'anne' diye tatlı tatlı sesleniyordu. Tanya Sinclair'in kalbi paramparçaydı. Uyandığında yaptığı ilk şey kararlılıkla boşanma talep etmek oldu! Ancak boşanmadan sonra, Vincent Hawthorne çok geç fark etti ki hayatı çoktan Tanya Sinclair'in gölgesiyle dolmuştu ve bu kadın onun alışkanlığı haline gelmişti. Yeniden karşılaştıklarında, Tanya Sinclair bir toplantıda önde gelen bir ilaç uzmanı olarak görüldü, parlaklığı tüm bakışları üzerine çekiyordu. Bir zamanlar ona tamamen adanmış olan bu kadın, artık ona bir bakış bile atmıyordu! Vincent Hawthorne onun sadece hala kızgın olduğunu düşündü, konuştuğu sürece Tanya Sinclair'in kesinlikle geri döneceğine ikna olmuştu, çünkü nihayetinde Tanya'nın ona olan aşkı kemiklerine işlemişti. Ancak daha sonra, Pierce Ailesinin yeni Aile Başkanının nişan davetinde, Vincent Hawthorne, Tanya Sinclair'i lüks bir gelinlik içinde, sevinçle Declan Pierce'ın kollarına atılırken gördü, gözleri aşkla dolup taşıyordu. Vincent Hawthorne, kıskançlıktan deliye döndü, gözleri kızarmış bir şekilde kadehini parçaladı, her yere kan saçıldı...

Killed by his old friend and reincarnated in a different world, Anil was given a chance to re-enjoy his life. As a scientist in his previous life winning nobel prize in 4 different subjects and having vast knowledge of science, his is reincarnated in a body of a 7 year old boy living in a temple, killed by a magia he again lives his life from age of seven later to be the most prominent figure in history of magia.

At 26, a young man looks back on a life that tried to break him but instead forged him. Raised in a destitute home, where survival came before dreams, he discovered early that his mind was his escape. From primary school through high school, he was a quiet genius, impressing teachers while hiding hunger, fear, and longing behind borrowed smiles. A sponsored bursary carried him to the University of Cape Town, a world far removed from where he came from. But brilliance alone was not enough. Pressure, identity loss, and poverty followed him there. Slowly, the boy who once led classrooms began failing exams and doubting himself. Eventually, he walked away from university, carrying shame heavier than his suitcase. Only one person never walked away from him; Thando, his lover, anchor, and believer. While the world measured success in degrees, she measured it in courage. Through rejection, empty pockets, and broken confidence, she stayed. Choosing writing over despair, he turned pain into pages. What began as survival became purpose. Through many setbacks, he rose into one of the country’s best-selling authors, proving that sometimes the story you fail to live becomes the story you were born to tell.

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This shit has been removed my friends and uploaded on another account. The book's still there though, with the same name.

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Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

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.

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."