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[300 Golden tickets= 5 Bonus chapters] [100 Golden tickets= 2 Bonus chapters] [400 Power stones= 5 Bonus chapters] [200 Power stones= 2 Bonus chapters] I'll try to do the total bonus chapters before the end of week... but I can't make any promises ______ Yohan wakes up ten years in the past, back when he still lived with his uncle and hadn’t yet lost his parents’ massage parlour. With a strange book filled with wellness techniques in his hands, he decides to live differently this time—more aware, more purposeful, and maybe even more fulfilled. “Missed opportunity is tomorrow’s regret.”

[300 tickets d'or = 5 chapitres bonus] [100 tickets d'or = 2 chapitres bonus] [400 Power stones = 5 chapitres bonus] [200 Power stones = 2 chapitres bonus] Je vais essayer de faire tous les chapitres bonus avant la fin de la semaine... mais je ne peux rien promettre ______ Yohan se réveille dix ans dans le passé, à l'époque où il vivait encore avec son oncle et n'avait pas encore perdu le salon de massage de ses parents. Avec un étrange livre rempli de techniques de bien-être entre les mains, il décide de vivre différemment cette fois—plus conscient, plus déterminé, et peut-être même plus épanoui. "Une opportunité manquée est le regret de demain."

Liam Drelavine lived her life to the fullest. She went to high school with flying colors. She graduated college as a summa cum laude. She was hired at the biggest company in the country. She worked and was promoted as the CEO. She got beauty, brain, wealth, and fame. What else could she wish for in her life? She was happy and contented. She did her best until she died of old age. She knew well she used her life without any regrets. That's why she was shocked when the guardian of the dead lead her to the gates of regrets! I should be in the gate of reincarnation! Why here?! "You cannot reincarnate with so many regrets in your heart. You need to find and fulfill it in these countless worlds. Until you find it, you will not be reincarnated." So like that, she was thrown into the mini-worlds to find out what she regretted to fulfill it. ************ A certain fellow Daoist: You d*mn woman! Don't let me catch you or else! Liam: Or else what? Are you going to use my nemesis against me? Translation for the new readers: Nemesis = Aphrodisiac Our MC had been victimized by her nemesis a couple of times, resulting from a particular Daoist's virginity at risk. Angry Fellow Daoist: You dare mentioned that to my face! Liam: It's not like you didn't enjoy it. Adios! She ran the gate to enter the next world. ****** This is my original story, and English is not my first language. So pardon me for any grammatical errors. Everything in this book is from my own brain world. So, if you don't want to think crazy like me, don't plagiarize! Trust me, you don't want to copy my brain that always loading. XD And yeah, I have my first book, check out To Love You Again--ongoing.

A trace of expensive essential oil lingers in the air—delicate, exclusive, intoxicating. Her fingers are trembling against my back. I know those hands. In another life, the woman attached to them, Ye Miyue, the untouchable Ice Queen of our academy, was shredded by an S-class Calamity Beast in exactly three hours. Now she whispers it's her first time, her face flushed crimson. "I... I can't go on." But I didn't crawl back from death just to let the clock run out. Wang Xian died an 8th Realm Half-Step War God, buying seconds for civilians with his final breath. He wakes up seventeen, his cheat not a glowing screen—but a combat soul forged in apocalypse. Every peak-tier technique, every strategic instinct from humanity's last stand, now crammed into a teenage body. Top of his regret list? Ye Miyue—the lonely goddess he never knew, currently at his mercy, exhausted and blushing on his table. "Keep going" isn't teasing. It's a declaration of war on fate. One extended session buys time to rebuild his dojo, accelerate his cultivation, and become the wall that saves them all. But a chill creeps down his spine: something about this timeline feels wrong, twisted—as if someone else who remembers the future is already making their move. Campus Goddess, Unraveled Cold to the world, reduced to a blushing mess under your hands. Her descent from untouchable icon to devoted confidante begins with a trembling whisper. Rewriting Death, One Session at a Time Every preventable tragedy becomes a domino. Extending her massage is the first intimate push that topples a city's bloody fate. War God in a Teen Body No weakling arc. No slow grind. You bring a sealed arsenal of apocalyptic combat mastery—explosive growth, instant domination. Flirting With a Countdown "Add more time" is a race against the S-Rank Beast tearing toward the city. Every touch is borrowed seconds against annihilation. Pseudo-Harem, Real Tension The ice queen is step one. A childhood tsundere, second-chance allies, and more orbit your rising power. Emotional rescue blurs into irresistible desire. You're Not the Only One Who Returned Other shadows from the future are moving. The path to supremacy is now a chess game of pre-knowledge—and your opponents remember everything, too.

I was reincarnated... I didn't expect it. When I died, I really was reincarnated. Happy? No, not at all. It was just nonsense I didn't want to get involved in, and I really just wanted to end this nonsense right away. But, surprisingly, my wife also reincarnated with me. That changes everything: I must live and, more importantly, keep her alive. I won't make the same mistake twice. No matter what I have to do... I'll do it. I never imagined that would involve running a massage parlor that, for some reason, keeps attracting dissatisfied wives, women with marital problems. I don't know what kind of bizarre luck hangs over us, but that doesn't change what I have to do. No matter who or what I have to use to achieve it: my wife and I will survive. We will survive whatever this world, or the unknown beings that inhabit it, has in store for us. That is absolute. #Harem #Romance #Comedy #Yandere#MILFs #Doppelganger#Incest #GroupActio#Oyakodon#Elves #MonsterGirls #Kemonomimi#Demons #Dragons, Priestesses,#and much more..

If the world has millions of virgins, I am one of them. If the world has ten virgins, I am one of them. If the world has only one virgin, then that’s me. And if the world has no virgins left, it must mean I’m no longer on Earth. That pretty much sums me up. My luck with women was so pathetic that even on my 25th, I hadn’t held a woman’s hand. Well, except my mom’s. And even that ended when my parents died in an accident and left me alone. But by some twist of fate, I ended up meeting a goddess and was chosen to be her Saint. And not just any Saint, but a Saint whose mission was to spread my seeds- ahem, to spread a teaching of the concept of freedom to love and lust. “Yes, my time has finally come!” That was my first thought. Until I realized I had been sent to a kingdom with strict laws, a conservative society, and a population devoted to the orthodox Church. If I weren’t careful, I likely would end up burned at the stake before I could enjoy any fruits of my labor. Now I had to worry about getting found out by husbands whose wives I bedded, boyfriends whose girlfriends I stole, clergymen whose priestesses I seduced.

When Liam, a young respected alpha of his pack is mated to a human, he finds he is unable to control his urges and plays along to them. Months later he managed to open up to her but she pushed him away. Now she is in trouble and her best friend, also a werewolf, has no one else to turn to but Liam.

siya ek simple lakhi hai par uski life itne simple nahi hai ek din use ek unknown message milta hai....aur wahi se shuru hoti hai ek mystery journey. purana mandir ajeeb awaazen aur duniya me phasjaat hai jahan ek kadam ka faasla hai. kya siya sach tak pahunch payegi? ya phir wobhi raazon ka hissabanjayegi.... jo hamesha ke liye chup jaate hain? ek suspense mystery aur twist se bhasi kahani.....

He disappeared to escape the noise. Then a message brought him back to the silence. When David walks away from everything — his city, his friends, even Mavia, the boy who once made life feel bearable — he believes he's saving them all from his slow collapse. But weeks after cutting all ties, he receives a message in the dead of night: > “He said, ‘I will die.’ And then he did.” Mavia is gone. The cause? Suicide. The last words? > “Tell David he was right.” David returns to a past he tried to bury and finds only pieces — a grieving sister, a final letter, and a notebook filled with things Mavia never said aloud. But as David starts uncovering what Mavia truly felt — and what he was really running from — he realizes this story isn't just about death. It’s about what we leave unsaid. It’s about what it means to be seen. And sometimes, the most powerful confessions… are the ones we never send. A quiet, devastatingly emotional journey of grief, guilt, and healing — where love exists in memory, silence holds the deepest truths, and one message can rewrite everything.

In the shadowed elegance of a hidden luxury establishment lies Velvet Lotus — an ultra-exclusive erotic massage salon where pleasure is currency and sensuality is a path to power. At the head of this temple of indulgence reigns Vivienne Voss — a stunning, voluptuous red-haired mistress with a body built for worship and a will of iron. Under her strict yet seductive guidance, a select group of elite “geishas” serve the richest and most powerful men in the city. What makes Velvet Lotus truly special is its unique ranking system. Every geisha begins at Rank 0 — Lotus Seed and can climb all the way to the coveted Rank 7 — Crimson Lotus, the personal rank of Vivienne herself. Each new rank unlocks more intimate services, higher earnings, exclusive techniques, and deeper access to the most elite clients. Advancement requires not only perfect technique and glowing client reviews, but also private, often intensely erotic training sessions with Vivienne. The story follows Lila, a beautiful and naturally gifted newcomer, as she enters this world of silk, oil, and desire. Determined to rise through the ranks, she will master the art of pleasure — from the gentlest teasing touches of Rank 1 to the most forbidden and intense acts reserved only for the highest ranks. Along the way, she must navigate ruthless rivalries, dangerous secrets, and her own growing, uncontrollable attraction to the fiery red-haired boss who controls every ascent. Velvet Lotus(massage salon) is a luxurious erotic tale of ambition, sensual progression, power, and surrender — where every massage is a step higher, and every climax brings a girl closer to the top.