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I who was a novel reader transferred to another world. I'm a minor villain, but my beating was already over. With that my peaceful life awaits... or so I thought.

When Hugh Mathews decides it's time to get out from under his tyrannical father's thumb and away from the life he's been living, he does it in a big way. Packing what he'll need to survive in the wilderness, and with only his dog, Orion, for companionship, he heads into the mountains. When they find a abandoned cabin, Hugh begins the arduous task of repairing it, as well as hunting for food and everything else they'll need to stay alive.<br><br>Soon after, Ansel Jeffries, a nature photographer, arrives at Hugh's cabin, seeking an abandoned mine he wants to photograph. After talking with him, Ansel sees the potential for a story in what Hugh is doing -- and why.<br><br>Ansel convinces Hugh to let him tell it, meaning he'll be living at the cabin with Hugh. When he moves in, will what becomes friendship between the two men grow into more?

Even after the director yelled, “Cut!”, Mira stayed kneeling in the dirt, smiling at the little boy in front of her. His runny nose and fearless little face made her laugh. The boy crossed his arms. “Hey, red dress! Give me your goggles. I like them.” Mira let out a soft laugh. “But they’re mine.” Before she could stop him, he grabbed the expensive sunglasses right out of her hands and put them on like he owned them. “If I like something, I take it. Doesn’t matter whose it is.” A crew member rushed over with an ice pack for the bump starting to form on Mira’s forehead, while her assistant, Macs, hurried to her side. “Got hit pretty hard, huh?” he asked, handing her some water. “The director told the kid to toss the ball gently, but he nailed you full force. They only kept filming because you stayed so calm.” “Oh, really?” Mira said, keeping the brief flash of annoyance out of her eyes. The guilty director quickly apologized, but Mira just smiled. “It was an accident. Please don’t blame the child.” When the director said he’d fire the boy, Mira stopped him right away. “He’s just a kid. Please don’t ruin his day.” The crew was impressed by how kind she was and even clapped. Mira shyly asked them to stop before telling everyone to get ready for the next scene. Once everyone had walked off, Macs lowered his voice. “Are you actually mad?” Mira smiled sweetly. “Not at all.” She nodded toward the boy running around. “Look how cute he is. I’d actually love to spend more time with him.” Under her breath, she muttered, “A very special chat.” Macs caught the dangerous glint hiding behind her smile but didn’t say anything. Just then, the boy’s excited mother hurried over. “I’m your biggest fan! Marry me!” Mira blinked. “My name is Marry,” the woman quickly corrected, laughing awkwardly before proudly talking about her son’s football skills instead of apologizing. Mira politely praised the boy and knelt beside him. “I’ll never marry you,” James declared. “Oh? Why not?” Mira asked, amused. “Because your nose is flat.” For a second, Mira’s smile almost slipped. Instead, she leaned in a little closer. “If you like these goggles so much, I’ve got a bunch more in my room. Want to see them?” James’ eyes lit up. “Really? Mom, can I go?” Macs jumped in right away. “Mira, you don’t have time. Your next scene starts soon, and you’re hurt.” “I’m fine,” Mira said firmly. “I like spending time with kids.” Turning to Marry, she asked sweetly, “Can I take James for a quick walk?” “Of course!” Marry said with a bright smile. Mira paused, still smiling. “Actually... just James.” Though a little disappointed, Marry agreed, mentioning she was heading off to drink her daily orange juice. “You definitely should,” Mira replied politely, the faint sarcasm slipping past everyone except Macs. Mira looked down at the grinning boy. “Well then, James... shall we?” “Yes!” James cheered, grabbing her hand. “But hurry! I want to see all those cool goggles!” . . . Ten minutes later.... “Mummy, mummy, mummy!” The child’s cries rang through everyone’s ears. Mira calmly cleaned one ear with her free hand while the other held the boy by one leg, dangling him upside down without the slightest change in her expression. She looked at him and said in a nonchalant tone, “Didn’t you just say you take whatever you like? Come on, take my glasses again. Come.” “Please, auntie, let me go! Mama, tell me, I will never do it again!” the boy sobbed. Mira’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Huh? You still dare call me auntie?” She lowered him even more. “No, no, my lady! Please, please, please let me go!” To everyone in the entertainment industry, Mira was the most humble actress around, a woman from a powerful family whom no one dared to offend. But behind that gentle smile was a hidden identity no one, not even her fans, knew. If they ever found out, the whole world would stop. By day, she was Mira, the beloved actress.

When Wendy Ellison was being brutally beaten by her parents who favored sons over daughters, I stepped up and reported it to the police. Her grades were poor, so I helped her with her studies. She was covered in scars, so I took her to the hospital and applied medicine for her. Later, she said at the broadcasting station: "I treated you as a friend, yet you called the police and sent my parents to the Police Station." And just like that, I was cyberbullied. I tried to clarify the truth, but was pushed from a tall building by Wendy Ellison and fell to my death. Upon opening my eyes again, playing her to death isn't going too far, is it?

Les failles dimensionnelles relient la terre au continent Xingwu. C'est l'aube de l'ère des arts martiaux ! Serai-je inutile si je ne pratique pas les arts martiaux ? Ne vous inquiétez pas, j'ai un système qui me permet de récupérer des attributs. Lorsque d'autres personnes font tomber des attributs pendant leur entraînement, je peux les récupérer en secret. Hein? Vous venez de dire que frapper les gens leur fera aussi perdre des attributs ? Dans ce cas… Vous avez vaincu un génie du sabre. Il a laissé tomber Compréhension × 2, Talent d'épéiste × 1… Vous les avez ramassés. Vos connaissances se sont améliorées et vous avez acquis un talent d'épéiste de niveau débutant ! Vous avez vaincu un talent de compétence de lame. Il a laissé tomber Technique de combat à la lame × 1, Intention de lame malveillante × 1… Vous les avez ramassés et avez appris une technique de combat à la lame rare ! Vous avez également compris l'intention de la lame malveillante et êtes devenu extrêmement féroce ! Vous avez vaincu un talent physique. Il a laissé tomber Technique physique ×1, Physique de sang sacré ×1… Vous les avez ramassés et avez appris une nouvelle physique de haut niveau ! Vous êtes exceptionnellement chanceux d'avoir reçu le Physique de sang sacré. Cela peut complètement changer votre physique et vous avez gagné un titre de niveau divin "Point de vie infini". Quelqu'un a tué une puissante bête étoilée et a laissé tomber Vision Spirituelle × 1 et Attributs Vides × 60… Vous les avez récupérés secrètement et recevez un talent d'œil spirituel ainsi que 60 points à ajouter à l'un de vos attributs actuels! Vous battez de nombreux adversaires dans votre vie. Vous tuez accidentellement un démon innocent et divisez l'univers en deux lorsque vous pratiquez vos techniques de lame à la maison. Vous explosez le soleil avec votre poing et le monde est englouti dans les ténèbres… C'est là que tu réalises... que tu es invincible !

The hands that once risked everything for Gunner were nearly shattered by an opponent on the field. Gunner was personally tending to my female opponent's sprained ankle. The lips Gunner once praised as so kissable were now bloodied and missing teeth. Gunner was savoring the taste of my female opponent's lipstick. Finally, I stopped struggling to defend myself, allowing my opponent's fists to strike my slightly protruding belly. When the blood flowing from my lower body stained the entire arena red, Gunner finally realized something was wrong and ran towards me like a madman. Later, Gunner, who had never been superstitious, went completely insane. He knelt in every church in the city, begging just to see his deceased wife and child one last time.

Everybody is gone well at least everybody that is good or halved good. Hell is now a thing and will be for every human left behind. Traumas who wants that enjoy the miserable life you have find the purpose in you life or just wait for it to End. Survival of the fittest or the Craziest. This novel is to show the bad side of people the absolute scum. Main character even do he stayed wants to see his brother the only thing he ever care about. Death will be a thing through the hole novel so small warning. Kill or get Killed a lovely flower once said.

Five centuries have passed, and the world around me has changed. Everyone I've ever known has left. Yet, I remain, frozen in youth. No gray hair, no wrinkles, no sign of aging. Is this a blessing or a curse? I couldn’t tell,I couldn’t figure it out.I couldn’t find answers. That is, until Maren, a mysterious young woman with secrets of her own, enters my life and unravels the mystery that has haunted me for so long.

Not every damsel in distress need a knight in shining armor. Sometimes is the other way round. A scorching flame of kindness led to the smelting of cold ice heart to a moulded heart of love This is not a bedtime fairytale book we all know, behind a facade there's love , beneath a beast there's love. What if two different lies come together ? What if one mistake leads to storm ? An unforgettable one

"Do females fly??" "What?!!! I've never seen one." Parrick said with a frown. "Then why...." he said nonchalantly pointing to the sky where a female was descending at a super sonic speed with a loud scream on the top of her lungs. Parrick gaped at the sky in disbelief. The female clearly had no wings...so how come she was up there! Also...there were no flying beastmen settlements from where the female came from!!! "Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" the female screamed falling from such a high altitude and her scream died down the next minute. "My Lord ...we didn't save her!!!!!" Parrick gaped in utter shock and disbelief. "Her scream surely attracted a number of other males. They'll go rescue her...and you too can go if you badly want to." "Huh!!!!!" Parrick was dumbfounded. "Look!" he said and indeed a group of flying beastmen and other land beastmen were sprinting to the direction the female had fall in. Sydney is swept away by a tornado and is thrown into a different space. She's confused as to why she came to this weird world but she accepts her fate. The people here are half human half beasts and despite being an independent woman back on earth, here she needs a male to survive but not just one.... multiple males. -One male is younger than her -The other is literally a walking legend -Another is venomous, even from mere skin contact. -The other is a hard specimen to understand -Her last male is a walking disaster! Cover design doesn't belong to me. Credit to original owners. Hello guys! It's your beloved author. This is a link to those interested in joining the WhatsApp chat group for litto-ways ♥️. I hope to find you there, in my little world. https://chat.whatsapp.com/GhoWIDjjK4E6ezWDwJ870k