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Alaia was once a princess in the Kindom of Floria but her older brother Prince Julian and the queen committed treason, resulting in the death of the king, her older brother Prince Easton and herself. Ruth, an exiled angel, heard and responded to her cries and gave up her own life and powers to give Alaia another chance to live with the sole purpose of avenging her brother and father. Alaia hid in a forest outside the Kingdom of Floria, wearing a beast mask to conceal her identity. Alaia will meet a peasant who came from the Kingdom of Carval. The peasant and his pregnant wife were being chased by bandits. Alaia helped them but she asked for the child, still in the peasant's wife's womb, as the payment. When the child turns 18, Alaia will take her away from them without any plan of what she will do with the child. Seventeen years quickly passed, and Alaia still hasn't avenged her brother and father. She learned that King Julian's son, Prince Owen will soon get married to a woman named Maria Holmes. Recognizing Maria's parents and remembering her agreement with the peasant, Alaia became infuriated at the familiar feeling of betrayal. She showed up at Prince Julian and Maria's wedding to take Maria away from them. Maria thought that the situation is just the same as in the famous children's book, Beauty and the Beast, but it was not. Alaia didn't take her because she needs help lifting a curse. She doesn't need a true love's kiss. She just took Maria to enslave her. Maria maybe is a beauty, but Alaia isn't a beast, just a person wearing a beast mask.

Ruby has always wanted to lead a fulfilled life; landing a position in her dream job, marrying the love of her life, and constantly be surrounded by the company of loyal, loving friends. But when David Marquis, the eccentric boss of the company she works under, comes into the picture, things take a drastic turn for the worse—or so she thought. Suddenly, she now risks everything to secure a lover's vows, fix her deteriorating friendship, and open up to inner introspection. To exacerbate matters, she must manage all of this while juggling the care of an adopted son under a false pretense of marriage.

SYNOPSIS Mira Zhao is a ghost. A timid orphan who lost her parents, her fortune, and her spine to the uncle who stole everything. Except she's not timid. And she's far from broken. Behind the tragic dresses and clownish makeup, Mira runs an underground empire. She's been waiting. Building. Planning her revenge. Then her uncle sells her off in a forced marriage to Damon Cipher—the coldest heir in Veridian City. He hates women's touch. He's rumored to be gay. His glare could freeze fire. Mira plans to use him for his name, his resources, and his terrifying reputation. Play the dutiful wife. Destroy her uncle. Disappear. Simple. Except she accidentally calls him "honey" in the car. And touches his face. And calls his gray eyes "grandma's carpet." Now he wants to break her neck almost as much as he wants to kiss her. She's using him for revenge. He's falling for her chaos. And neither of them saw it coming. Dear Husband, Go Vomit Blood is an enemies-to-lovers, forced marriage, slow-burn romance with sharp banter, hidden identities, and a revenge plot that hits like a truck.

Arthur, a man of no more than 30 years old, with a worn-out soul and an indolent spirit, is forced to change when the cruelest fate knocks on his door; his father's corpse and the misery of society weigh on him like a burden without respite. In a world where morality and values ​​​​fight to maintain the farce of a sapiens society, Arthur awakens his sunqu magic, an organ capable of controlling the energy that destroyed that world and simultaneously saved it, an energy that condenses not only physical power, but also political and economic power. In such a chaotic world, Arthur finds himself… Forget boring prose! Arthur is a mental child, and energy is just ultra-condensed magic, I think, or I don't know, honestly, I'm the /./ Now Arthur's power is strange: changing reality and at the same time, not being able to because the little boy can't handle so much power. I mean, why do you have the power if you can't use it? Nothing matters, and his way of speaking is so... I am Arthur, a man with two doctorates in melancholy and cheap poetry. We're in a book from some publishing house over 100 years old. Spoiler: Arthur is crazy, don't pay attention to him. *Spoiler 2, this one's mine, author* Honestly, I don't know how to write, so don't expect anything amazing. I also don't know English, so don't expect anything amazing again. And don't use periods. – Sorry again. Well, I don't know anything, just give it a chance. I don't know, maybe 10 chapters. I try to change the reading pace every now and then, so it'll probably be weird, but at least it'll pass the time. I already have the ending and the plot twists in mind, so I'm not writing as I go along most of the time, but the ending is already defined from chapters 1 and 2, so at least it'll be long.

I'm just an ordinary mom, trying to do my job as a trash collector picking out trash one day when a man rudely threw a can at my head instead of the bin. "Hey! What are you doing?! The trash bin is next to me so how could you throw in my direction?!" I scolded the young man for his ignorance and I just heard him laugh, as if treating my words as a joke. "Shut up old lady, you're just a trash collector. Isn't your job collecting trash and all that? I suggest do your job or I'll make sure to report you and then you'll have no job at all." He took out his phone to record what was happening and out of instinct I smacked it out of his hands. "Hey that's the latest model! You'll pay for that-!" He was about to raise his hands to hit me when two men in black suits stopped him. "Call the boss and report immediately. The madam is injured I repeat the madam is injured." He kept repeating a code and I knew immediately what was about to happen next. "...I have to go." "Madam you're not going anywhere." ...

"Garde tes amis près de toi, mais tes ennemis encore plus près." C'est ce que s'est dit Ulrich lorsqu'il a décidé d'adopter les trois vilaines comme filles de sa Maison, bien qu'il sache qu'elles étaient destinées à causer sa perte dans le roman où il se trouvait désormais. Mais il a grandement sous-estimé les conséquences et le fardeau que cela impliquait.... Il aurait dû savoir qu'adopter les trois plus dangereuses sorcières du monde n'était pas seulement une mauvaise idée, mais une catastrophe annoncée. Désormais, il est contraint de faire face aux retombées de sa décision, tout en assumant son rôle de professeur détesté des protagonistes et des héroïnes de l'histoire !

"I close my eyes to sense the storm welling inside me. The memories only grow vivid every night. I can still feel him here, somewhere inside my chest. He's like a virus to my system." Jasmine McRae is an introverted young adult. Her hobbies include reading, being sarcastic and listening to pop-punk music. Her personality fails to fit the mould and because of this, one flaw has long dominated her 18-year-old life. "ANTI-SOCIALISATION." The summer holidays a year ago changed a great deal about that, all thanks to a narcissistic, dynamic young boy called Casper Anderson. The journey they take is of thrill, passion and betrayal. All of which, leave Jasmine heartbroken and sleepless. Until he returns... *Warning- mild use of expletives. [I wrote this novel when I was 18 years old and had a divine passion for writing;- a passion I did not pursue. After 6 years, I'm going through the chapters to edit this story and put it back out into the world, as a memorandum of what once was.]

year 1985 B.D planet Alitear born again with a system Mc flowing in the darkness litter with specks of light pulsing with life "how many does that make again" " I've been a god, titan , devil, omnipotent immortal and what has that given me boredom which fated system will you throw at me now you bastards." Status Title: Savior& Destroyer [+2 all stats] ,Demon god[ Immunity to + light magic] , Holy god [ Immunity to + Dark magic , first born of titan clan [+55 STR stat], Material god [+1 all stats, +mastery over all items], Animal System extension <Acquired title> <[lone wolf]> <[ +2 all stats when fighting multiple enemy's]> lv.1 Name: Haku quin (Jerry west) Race: Astra Wolf blood line: degraded wolf descended/ prior purchased blood lines available Age: New born Str:2 /+8 /+0 Dex:1 /+3 /+0 Con:2 /+3 /+0 Int:4 /+3 /+0 Wis:5 /+3 /+0 Chr:3 /+3 /+0 /+3 (New born bonus 1 month) special ------------ luck: -36 unique abilitys: telekinesis - degraded space affinity - degraded all elements affinity - degraded (blood line effect) polymorph - [forms Locked] <s%al c*uroption 2/7> [time to repair 7 yrs 2 mo 14 days] 11:37 elsewhere in heaven a god and goddess talking "it's in place" "good my haku didn't deserve this" "remember your promise" grumbling as she walked away another was listening to there conversation he whistled "fate of infinite relams now are scaled what does fate hold"

Isang misteryosong lagusan ang bigla na lamang gumimbal sa tahimik na pamumuhay ng mga mamamayan sa mundo ng Albion. Nababalutan ito ng itim na mahika at aura na nagdudulot ng matinding panganib. Dahil dito ay agad na tinipon ni Haring Qesien ang pinakamalalakas na mandirigma sa kanilang mundo. Sa pangunguna ni Prinsipe Astro, ay naglakbay na sila patungo sa Camptarel Haven. Misyon nila na masugpo ang kadiliman, at tuluyang maisara ang lagusan. Sa hindi inaasahang pagkakataon ay napabilang si Trese sa grupong ito. Isa lamang siya sa libo-libong mga alipin na pinagkaitan ng lakas sa mundo na punong-puno ng hiwaga at mahika. Ganoon pa man ay nanatili siyang mapagkumbaba at may pagmamalasakit sa kapwa. Ginawa ni Trese ang lahat, makasama lamang ang lalaking itinitibok ng kaniyang damdamin. Ngunit sadyang malupit sa kaniya ang tadhana. Sa pagbabalik ng mga naburang alaala, handa ba niyang isakripisyo ang mga mabibigat na tungkulin para lamang sa inaasam na kalayaan at kaligayahan? O babalik siya sa tunay niyang katauhan?

BE AWARE Your everyday weird and strange series that doesnt have a plot. Basically every chaps are either different with each other or are a continuation.