olgami chapter 165

Yoksulluk içinde büyüyen Sunny, hayattan hiçbir zaman iyi bir şey beklemiyordu. Ancak, Kabus Büyüsü tarafından seçilip doğaüstü güçlerle donatılmış seçkin bir grup insan olan Uyanmışlar'dan biri olacağını o bile tahmin etmemişti. Harap olmuş büyülü bir dünyaya nakledilen Sunny, kendini korkunç canavarlarla - ve diğer Uyanmışlar'la - ölümcül bir hayatta kalma savaşında buldu. Daha da kötüsü, aldığı ilahi güç küçük ama potansiyel olarak ölümcül bir yan etkiye sahipti...

The year is 2341. For four decades Humanity has fought a losing war against a ruthless and imperialistic alien coalition. In a last ditch attempt to turn the tides, they open a portal to the past and offer a deal to the governments of yesterday. "Technology in exchange for human lives." And thus Folgore is born. A military division for past humans, kidnapped and forced to fight in a war three centuries after their time. As the war rages, untold dangers lurk hidden in the shadows, biding their time and sharpening their fangs.

Being stolen as a child, Golgotha grows with power, and the thought of being an heir to the Asis organization, he has everyone subjected to him, he is emotionally deprived, he only hopes for more power, he is brutal, and a Savage. But does it all belong to him? has his life's mission been nothing but a waste of time? does the power and authority he wields belong to him? Read how our amazing Golgotha lives his life, his relationship with everyone, his ending

The sun is dead. A black wound festers in the sky where it once burned. But even in death, the Coffin Sun bleeds—shedding searing fragments that fall through the stratosphere like divine shrapnel. When they strike earth, they rewrite the laws of flesh, mind, and memory. Touch one, and you're no longer yourself. You’re possessed by the light. Sixteen-year-old Tharin Wraec touched one. It didn’t kill him. It unmade him, then forged something worse. Now, his shadow walks beside him—alive, radiant, wrathful. A spectral twin of golden fire that moves when he doesn’t, speaks when he won’t, kills when he can’t. Together, they are hunted by zealots, dissected in dreams by suns that scream, and worshipped by the broken as a messiah of ash. Every step they take peels away another layer of the world. Time warps. Cities melt into myth. The old sun whispers behind reality’s veil, and it wants him back. His body is failing. His mind frays at the seams. But Tharin doesn’t want a cure. He wants vengeance. Because when the light touched him, it made a mistake. It left him alive.

"Erkek kardeşim yasak." Bu, en iyi arkadaşım Sienna'nın evine taşındığımda bana verdiği ilk kuraldı. Dinlemeliydim. Çünkü Zayne Bellandi ile tanıştığım an, başımın belada olduğunu anladım. Koyu gözler. Tehlikeli bir sükunet. Saklamaya çalıştığın her sırrı zaten biliyormuş gibi sana bakan türden bir adam. Ve en kötü kısmı? Bana istiyormuş gibi bakıyor. Beni ilk kez duvara sıkıştırdığında, sesi alçak bir fısıltıya dönüşüyor. "Seni mahvedebilirim," diye mırıldandı. "Ve sen izin verirsin. Farkında bile olmadan yalvarırsın." Nabzım düzensizleşiyor. Nefesim kesiliyor. Ve başımı sallıyorum. Çünkü Zayne Bellandi'den uzaklaşmak imkansız olabilir. Bu da bir sorun... çünkü hayatım zaten bir felaket. Sevdiğim adamla geçirdiğim sekiz yıl, hayal edilebilecek en acımasız şekilde sona erdi— başka bir kadınla yaptığı düğünü fotoğraflayarak. Aşağılanmış ve kırılmış, doğrudan güvende olduğunu düşündüğüm tek yere koştum. Sienna'nın evi. Onun erkek kardeşi. Onun kuralı. Ama Zayne ile daha fazla zaman geçirdikçe, gerçeği daha iyi anlıyorum. O sadece Sienna'nın aşırı korumacı ağabeyi değil. Tehlikeli sırlar taşıyan bir adam. Güç, şiddet ve İtalyan mafyasına bağlı bir aileyle ilgili sırlar. Ve ben Zayne'in dünyasına daha derine düştükçe, koruma ile sahiplenme arasındaki farkı söylemek zorlaşıyor. Çünkü Zayne Bellandi sadece beni istemiyor. Beni kendine ait kılmak istiyor. Geriye kalan tek soru, onu sevmenin beni kurtarıp kurtarmayacağı veya ikimizi birden yok edip etmeyeceği?

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.

Gu Shengsheng transmigrates into a parallel world and wakes up as the long-lost “real daughter” of the Gu family—brought back solely to bring good fortune to the powerful Lu family through a ceremonial marriage. Just when she thinks she’s been dealt the worst possible hand, she unexpectedly binds to an [Appraisal System] and unlocks an attribute panel. From that moment on, her life turns legendary. Day One. At a livestreamed stone-gambling event, she casually picks out a top-grade jadeite that even seasoned experts overlooked—earning three hundred thousand in a single day. Day Two. Digging through scrap metal at a junk market, she uncovers a rusted teapot artifact. After restoring it, she sells it for three million. Day Three. At a flea market, she buys an old Nokia phone on a whim. The memory card contains footage of a crime. She helps solve the case and receives a ten million reward. Day Four. Dragged into the lawless borderlands, she appraises treasures and rakes in three hundred million. Along the way, she uses the System to rescue hundreds of trafficked victims—and wipes out the criminal syndicate behind it all. Day Five. She travels across foreign lands, retrieving stolen cultural relics and sending them back home. Day Six. She establishes her own private museum. — Just as her life reaches new heights, she’s asked during an interview: “As a successful woman, what do you think makes a good husband?” Gu Shengsheng replies calmly, “Rich, never comes home, and dies young. Just like my late husband.” At that exact moment, her “late” billionaire husband, Lu Shijing, walks in. Lu Shijing pulls out a health report. “Dear, my body is perfectly healthy—and my physical fitness is excellent.”