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A typical normal girl has completed her schooling at a famous institution and is employed as a waitress in a coffee shop. Why? She simply wants free WiFi so she can read anytime she has free time online. She enjoys reading novels, manhua, manhwa, manga, and etc. She also fantasizes about her husbandos as a result of the story she is reading. She enjoys villains, even if she dislikes them at times. She is currently infatuated with the story of "Miss Yshan's Legend." She was daydreaming about "Duke Tyron," the villain. What if she meets him face to face in an unforeseen circumstance? What would she do if she were in that situation?

Dónde Max se enamora perdidamente de la única integrante femenina de una banda local, quién resulta ser un hombre haciendo drag. Mientras tanto Mon es solo un chico sosteniendo una guitarra frente a una gran multitud.

Jewel-Mancy is an incredibly niche school of magic. These mages can’t use normal magic like shooting fireballs from their hands and lighting from their fingertips. They can’t earth bend or create magical automatons to fight for them. Nor can they summon vast legions of the undead to do their bidding. They can only charge precious stones up with magic and use them as disposable weaponry. Even the small almost non existent Jewel-mancer population are just people who got the damn job for shits and giggles. Like air mages, no one takes the ones who take themselves seriously.... uh.. seriously. Until one such jewel mage had to start from a point lower than any other. No funding, no practical skills, and no idea what the actual f*ck is going on!

In a world where everyone has the same system, Jake awakens with the power to walk between his and the cultivation world. There is only one problem, he can only learn class skills, and with the jeweler class he struggles in school and as a slave forced to battle his peers.

The werewolf world is in turmoil. There is constant war and struggle over territory. Alphas are out of control in their quest to be the strongest. What happens when six girls are chosen by the moon goddess to cleanse the werewolf world and bring about peace? Jewel, Crystal, Sapphire, Jade, Rudy, and Diamond were chosen to do just that. They are the rare wolves blessed with special abilities. After their mates are found they will come into their powers. There will be no more rogues nor any more attacks on territories. Werewolves will be free and live harmoniously. But what if their mates were the strongest and most territorial of them all? Will they change their ways for the greater good or will the ways of the werewolf community cause their demise? Read to find out.

Jasmin and her friends have got a pretty good operation going. Steal jewels, sell them, make money. But what happens when they attempt to pull off one of the most dangerous jobs they’ve ever done? With a kingdom after them, Jasmin and her friends don’t know who they can trust. So what happens when they meet a mysterious man who will tell them nothing about himself except for his name?

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!"

"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.