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https://www.patreon.com/RavensURL Amelia Patrick was your average college student and gamer. Her life was pretty full between her coursework and normal life during the day and her time as a Chronicler and Magical Academy Instructor in Awakened Aspirations Online at night. Suddenly she's dealing with what, time travelers? Virtual Reality ending super level quests? Singing to monsters? Was that a cooking showdown? Amelia just wanted to putter around in her favorite online game not be involved in some super elaborate game world-ending nonsense. There's something to be said for simplicity, and after she is somewhat forcibly recruited into the party led by the enigmatic Devil in White, Aidan, it takes all her wits to just stay afloat. That's not even mentioning the one-armed hurricane named Raven who seems to be taking every possible chance to drive Amelia crazy. Or the tall and handsome Forsythe, a swordsman of incredible skill, few words, and cold eyes. And who is Fred? Why should she fear him? Or not fear him for that matter? --------------------- Vol. I Amelia and her compatriots adventure forth in an all original VRMMO named Awakened Aspirations Online, run by a powerful corporate AI where the upper ceiling of content has yet to be found, skills are being discovered every day, and it's popular to let the world watch you while you quest. ------------------- "You need rules at some point. It was a world far beyond normal rules. Magic. Skills. HP. True death." Aidan sighed. "The rules were 'strike the enemy', 'press forward', 'you are a human being', 'live', 'don't let them die', 'this is the real world', 'laugh and love', 'mourn and grieve', 'remember'." "What's 10?" Amelia asked, counting twice. "Secret," Forsythe said. He was grinning uncharacteristically. "C'mon. We gotta tell her!" Raven complained. "Make an exception." Aidan finally supplied. "Well, what is it then?" Amelia demanded. "Make an exception," Aidan repeated. "Look I get the other ones, mostly, but that last one…" Amelia complained. "There comes a spot in your journey where sometimes you have to break a rule. So we had to have a rule about it." Aidan explained. "Like when?" Amelia chuckled. "Those are pretty all-encompassing generic rules." "Like when we fought the final boss and died," Aidan said simply, silencing her. "I imagined more," Forsythe admitted. "Rules?" Aidan asked, perplexed. "No, from death," Forsythe said.

Ek shaadi... dher saari lights, music, hasi-mazaak aur khushiyon ka mahaul. Main bhi sabki tarah excited thi. Naye kapde pehne the, family ke saath enjoy kar rahi thi aur soch bhi nahi sakti thi ki kuch hi der mein meri life ka sabse embarrassing moment mera intezaar kar raha hoga. Sab kuch bilkul normal chal raha tha, tabhi achanak mujhe ehsaas hua ki mere periods shuru ho gaye hain. Main ekdum shock ho gayi, kyunki meri expected date bhi nahi thi aur mere paas ek bhi sanitary pad nahi tha. Pehle to mujhe laga shayad main galat soch rahi hoon, lekin jab maine check kiya to meri dress stain ho chuki thi. Us pal aisa laga jaise meri saari khushi ek second mein khatam ho gayi ho. Itne saare logon ke beech khud ko sambhalna bahut mushkil tha. Mujhe darr tha ki kahin kisi ki nazar meri dress par na pad jaaye. Main kisi se help maangne ki himmat bhi nahi kar pa rahi thi. Shayad sharam thi, ya darr tha ki log kya sochenge. Sabse badi problem ye thi ki mere paas pad nahi tha. Bahut dhoondhne ke baad bhi mujhe koi sanitary pad nahi mila. Aakhir mein, majboori mein mujhe pehli baar kapde ka istemal karna pada. Woh experience bilkul comfortable nahi tha, lekin us waqt mere paas aur koi option bhi nahi tha. Us mushkil waqt mein meri mummy meri sabse badi strength bani. Unhone mujhe panic karne nahi diya. Unhone mujhe sambhala, situation ko handle kiya aur mujhe safe feel karaya. Agar us din meri mummy mere saath na hoti, to shayad main us situation se itni aasani se bahar nahi nikal paati. Us din ke baad meri soch hamesha ke liye badal gayi. Maine ek bahut important lesson seekha—kabhi bhi bina sanitary pad ke ghar se bahar nahi nikalna chahiye. Ab chahe main school jaun, college jaun, shopping karun ya kisi shaadi mein, mere bag mein hamesha ek pad zaroor hota hai. Ye sirf meri story nahi hai. Shayad har dusri ladki kabhi na kabhi aisi situation face karti hai, lekin sharam aur society ke darr ki wajah se kabhi kisi ko batati nahi. Main chahti hoon ki meri kahani padhkar har ladki ye samjhe ki periods koi sharm ki baat nahi hain. Humein sirf thodi awareness aur preparation ki zarurat hoti hai. Kabhi-kabhi zindagi ki sabse embarrassing memories hi humein sabse important lessons sikha jaati hain. Aur meri life ka woh lesson tha—"Always carry a pad, because periods don't wait for the perfect time."

Ma kasur sa ho or ma cricte ko oasand karta ho ap bta aa keya pasand karta ha

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A modern man from Earth died of a mysterious disease and got reincarnated in a world that was still in the age of knights While leading a peaceful new life, he suddenly got transported to the bloodline tower to help him prepare for the upcoming Apocalypse which will arrive in his world but luckily he possesses a very strong bloodline and the only human who can have a bloodline Watch our protagonist rise to power and build the strongest empire

just seeing if I can transfer coins in between my two accounts by gifts if I become a author

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

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?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!

She crashed her cheating fiancé's wedding in mourning attire and walked out with a marriage certificate from the most dangerous man in the city. Sparkle Gold thought she had it all: a booming agency, a loving fiancé, and a rising-star cousin she raised with her own hands. Then she woke up in a car speeding toward the ocean and overheard the two people she trusted most plotting her death. She survived. She kept the evidence. And she showed up at their wedding to reveal the truth! What she didn't expect? The owner of the Sanctus—cold, ruthless billionaire Evan Saint—dragging her straight to the marriage bureau. "You wrecked my banquet hall. Consider this your payment plan." Now publicly married to a man she once chased ten years ago, Sparkle has a new mission: destroy the people who stole her company, reclaim her place in the entertainment industry, and win Best Actress. --- He married her for leverage. She stayed for revenge. Neither expected to fall.