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Jasmin só queria um emprego estável, café quente e paz de espírito. O que ela não esperava era um CEO sarcástico, dono de olhos cinzentos perigosamente hipnóticos e de um talento irritante para invadir seus limites — com palavras afiadas e olhares ainda mais cortantes. Adrian Lancaster não acredita em distrações. Muito menos em mulheres com sorrisos doces e respostas afiadas o bastante para derrubar sua muralha de gelo. Mas no andar 42, segredos não ficam trancados por muito tempo. E quando a tensão entre ordens, provocações e silêncios bem calculados começa a queimar, nem mesmo contratos, sarcasmos ou traumas antigos serão suficientes para manter as emoções sob controle. Algumas portas se abrem com um crachá. Outras, com um olhar que muda tudo.

O universo não é caótico. Ele é controlado. Seis Grandes Raças governam tudo o que existe, mantendo civilizações sob vigilância constante. Cada espécie é classificada, limitada e, quando necessário, eliminada. Nada escapa à Hexarquia. Ou pelo menos, não deveria. Por mais de cinquenta milhões de anos, uma galáxia inteira permaneceu fora de todos os registros. Invisível. Intocada. Esquecida. A Terra. Escondida por uma antiga raça primordial, os Auralith, ela abriga algo que nem mesmo as Grandes Raças compreendem completamente: o Éterion. Um fragmento da própria realidade. Enquanto impérios lutam, alianças se formam e o equilíbrio do universo é mantido à força, uma verdade começa a se tornar inevitável: Nem tudo pode ser controlado. E talvez... o limite nunca tenha sido o fim.

Aiden finds himself trapped in a repeating fight—every move, every outcome, the same. But when reality begins to crack, he realizes the truth: the enemy isn’t outside… it’s within. In a fractured world where identities split into living forms, Aiden must face his own mind—fear, anger, logic, chaos, and hope. But something else is watching. Something beyond the loop. And it’s not here to save him… it’s here to break him.

Ninsun uma aventureira que escala a torre com um propósito nobre de salvar o mundo de sua destruição. Um dia traída pelos seus companheiros ela acidentalmente é teleportada para o último andar onde encontra o Boss, mas... ele é gentil? insta: bambtf

Kelgu, un joven de veinte años sin nada que perder, ha sobrevivido a la indiferencia del mundo: huérfano, traicionado por su familia y explotado en trabajos miserables, su único refugio eran los libros. Hasta que "uno lo eligió a él". Un viejo volumen de aventuras medievales —con páginas que olían a tierra mojada y tinta fresca— lo absorbió entre sus líneas, arrojándolo a un mundo donde las criaturas de los cuentos más oscuros son reales: lobos con piel de sombra, reinos gobernados por la superstición y una magia tan esquiva como peligrosa. Aquí no es el chico invisible de siempre. - Algunos lo ven como "un presagio de maldad" . - Otros, como la solución a una "profecía olvidada". - Y el libro que lo trajo… bueno sigue escribiendo su vida sin él. Con solo su ingenio y los fragmentos de un mundo moderno que se desvanece en su memoria, Kelgu deberá, aprender las reglas de un juego que no eligió jugar. Porque en este mundo, las palabras tienen peso, la sangre es tinta, y cada paso puede ser la última línea de su historia.

“Yeh kahani ek aam ladke ki hai jo apni life ke struggles, pressure aur failures se ladte hue apni pehchaan dhoondhne ki koshish karta hai. Bahar se normal dikhne wala yeh ladka andar hi andar ek badi jung lad raha hota hai.”

Lithoids: silicon based lifeforms. this is the the tale of one such creature, one with the mind created under very odd circumstances, carrying a Human Soul! yet how such creature came to possess or where it origins are mysterious to it, specially adapting to it's new form from a modern human to this new world. Will he be able to adapt and some day return to his human form and his world? or will the encroaching darkness consume him?

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?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

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.