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Waking up from a nightmare several hours before dawn, Belle fetched a drink of water. She paused in front of her kitchen's window when she noticed a lit lantern in front of her mansion's garden. Her butler stood there, shovel in hand. This was no hour to be gardening. Curious, she made her way outside, but when she had gotten close enough to see a large and hollow pit next to her eternally-stoic and polite butler, she saw him pick up a rotten body. A DEAD BODY! Her eyes widened fearfully when she saw her handsome butler drop the rotting body into the fresh hole. She asked in horror, "What are you doing?!" Surprised to see his young miss awake at this hour, he stared at her with the same expression he had been keeping up for all these years. He had made sure she was asleep before coming here. "Gardening." "And the body?!" she looked at him in disbelief. "Fertilizer," he answered her before picking up the shovel that was on the ground. Belle was now certain something had possessed her butler. Who gardened dead bodies?! She then heard him ask her, "Want to help me in planting it, Miss Adams?" he gave her a sweet smile. Note: If you enjoy a book of comedy with light-hearted romance and a gothic background. This book is for you~

Als Belle mehrere Stunden vor Morgengrauen aus einem Albtraum aufwachte, holte sie sich ein Glas Wasser. Sie hielt vor dem Fenster ihrer Küche inne, als sie eine brennende Laterne vor dem Garten ihres Herrenhauses bemerkte. Ihr Butler stand dort mit einer Schaufel in der Hand. Dies war keine Stunde zum Gärtnern. Neugierig machte sie sich nach draußen, aber als sie nah genug herangekommen war, um eine große und tiefe Grube neben ihrem ewig stoischen und höflichen Butler zu sehen, sah sie, wie er einen verwesten Körper aufhob. EINE LEICHE! Ihre Augen weiteten sich ängstlich, als sie ihren gutaussehenden Butler sah, wie er den verwesenden Körper in das frische Loch warf. Sie fragte entsetzt: "Was tust du da?!" Überrascht, seine junge Herrin zu dieser Stunde wach zu sehen, starrte er sie mit demselben Gesichtsausdruck an, den er all die Jahre beibehalten hatte. Er hatte sichergestellt, dass sie schlief, bevor er hierherkam. "Gärtnern." "Und die Leiche?!", schaute sie ihn ungläubig an. "Dünger", antwortete er ihr, bevor er die Schaufel aufhob, die auf dem Boden lag. Belle war jetzt sicher, dass etwas von ihrem Butler Besitz ergriffen hatte. Wer vergrub schon Leichen als Gartenpflanze?! Dann hörte sie ihn fragen: "Möchten Sie mir beim Einpflanzen helfen, Fräulein Adams?" Er schenkte ihr ein süßes Lächeln. Hinweis: Wenn Sie ein Buch mit Komödie, leichtherziger Romanze und einem gotischen Hintergrund genießen. Dieses Buch ist für Sie~

Al despertarse de una pesadilla varias horas antes del amanecer, Belle fue a por un vaso de agua. Se detuvo frente a la ventana de la cocina cuando vio una linterna encendida frente al jardín de su mansión. Su mayordomo estaba allí, pala en mano. No era hora de dedicarse a la jardinería. Curiosa, salió al exterior, pero cuando se acercó lo suficiente como para ver un gran y profundo hoyo junto a su eternamente estoico y educado mayordomo, lo vio recoger un cuerpo en descomposición. ¡UN CADÁVER! Sus ojos se abrieron de par en par con miedo cuando vio a su apuesto mayordomo dejar caer el cuerpo putrefacto en el agujero recién cavado. Preguntó horrorizada: "¿¡Qué estás haciendo!?". Sorprendido de ver a su joven señorita despierta a esa hora, la miró con la misma expresión que había mantenido durante todos estos años. Se había asegurado de que estuviera dormida antes de venir. "Haciendo jardinería". "¿¡Y el cuerpo!?", lo miró con incredulidad. "Fertilizante", le respondió antes de recoger la pala que estaba en el suelo. Belle ahora estaba segura de que algo había poseído a su mayordomo. ¿¡Quién usa cadáveres para la jardinería!? Entonces le oyó preguntarle: "¿Quiere ayudarme a plantarlo, señorita Adams?", mientras le dedicaba una dulce sonrisa.

Se réveillant d'un cauchemar plusieurs heures avant l'aube, Belle alla chercher un verre d'eau. Elle s'arrêta devant la fenêtre de sa cuisine lorsqu'elle remarqua une lanterne allumée devant le jardin de son manoir. Son majordome se tenait là, une pelle à la main. Ce n'était pas l'heure de jardiner. Curieuse, elle se dirigea dehors, mais lorsqu'elle fut assez proche pour voir un grand trou béant à côté de son majordome éternellement stoïque et poli, elle le vit ramasser un corps en décomposition. UN CADAVRE ! Ses yeux s'écarquillèrent de peur lorsqu'elle vit son séduisant majordome laisser tomber le corps en décomposition dans le trou fraîchement creusé. Elle demanda, horrifiée : « Qu'est-ce que vous faites ?! » Surpris de voir sa jeune demoiselle éveillée à cette heure, il la dévisagea avec la même expression qu'il arborait depuis toutes ces années. Il s'était assuré qu'elle dormait avant de venir ici. « Du jardinage. » « Et le corps ?! » le regarda-t-elle, incrédule. « De l'engrais, » lui répondit-il avant de ramasser la pelle qui était par terre. Belle était maintenant certaine que quelque chose avait possédé son majordome. Qui donc jardinait des cadavres ?! Elle l'entendit alors lui demander : « Voulez-vous m'aider à le planter, Mademoiselle Adams ? », lui adressa-t-il avec un doux sourire.

Acordando de um pesadelo várias horas antes do amanhecer, Belle foi buscar um copo d'água. Ela parou em frente à janela da cozinha quando notou uma lanterna acesa em frente ao jardim de sua mansão. Seu mordomo estava lá, de pá na mão. Aquela não era hora para jardinagem. Curiosa, ela foi para fora, mas quando chegou perto o suficiente para ver uma cova grande e funda ao lado de seu eternamente estoico e educado mordomo, ela o viu pegar um corpo podre. UM CORPO MORTO! Seus olhos se arregalaram de medo quando ela viu seu belo mordomo largar o corpo em decomposição no buraco recém-cavado. Ela perguntou, horrorizada: "O que você está fazendo?!" Surpreso ao ver sua jovem senhorita acordada a essa hora, ele a encarou com a mesma expressão que manteve por todos esses anos. Ele tinha se certificado de que ela estava dormindo antes de vir para cá. "Jardinagem." "E o corpo?!", ela olhou para ele, incrédula. "Fertilizante", respondeu ele antes de pegar a pá que estava no chão. Belle agora tinha certeza de que algo havia possuído seu mordomo. Quem usa corpos mortos na jardinagem?! Então, ela o ouviu perguntar: "Quer me ajudar a plantá-lo, Senhorita Adams?", ele lhe deu um doce sorriso.

"You were thrown in a world unknown with creatures so far from reality." Rose Ann Bardot is a girl who’s been living under the roof together with terrible people after tragically losing her beloved mother. Her grandmother and her aunties have mistreated and starved her for as long as she can remember. Every day she hopes that she’ll be set free from the grasp of her evil relatives. The only thing that sparks hope in her heart is a beautiful necklace that her mother entrusted to her. Knowing that whenever she wears it, she feels the comfort of her mother. Little does she know that one day, the necklace would be the cause of her salvation and her discovery of a new world. Join Rose as she embarks on a journey to a place she would never imagine exists. And along the way she uncovers secrets and mysteries she’d never expected. ~~~ Inspired by Alice in Wonderland & The Nutcracker and The Four Realms. ~~~ I take no rights over my book cover. I took it from Pinterest with a few of my edits here and there. If you have any concerns or wish for me to take it down, please message me through discord. varean#3261 ~~~ Hello there! If you plan to read my book after that synopsis then buckle your seatbelts, it'll be a long ride. If you're not convinced, then beware, I'll hunt you down. Kidding! I won't force anyone but do give it some thought. I'm sure you'll enjoy it. I'll very much appreciate your support by sharing some of your power stones. Gifts are optional however, it'll really motivate me when you send me a gift. Also, feel free to leave reviews or comments, I enjoy reading them. That's all, happy reading!

El personaje principal cruzó y se convirtió en Uozumi Jun, que acababa de graduarse de la escuela secundaria. Esta novela es del autor Fengshuang yo solo lo traduzco acá.si el autor quiere que eliminé está traducción que me contacte:v #slamdunk

“Hao Brother … I failed …” A young man stood in front of Wang Hao, his face lost his soul. “I don’t understand in business. This is a database made in my spare time. You can use it .. It can accommodate one million players.” Wang Hao said lightly. “…” The young man looked demented .. His face couldn’t believe it. A research and development center located in the old forest of the deep mountain has gathered the eyes of everyone around the world. Just because there is a result from time to time, it has attracted the nerves of the world and technology has changed lives, and Wang Hao is only studying one technology at a time. DISCLAIMER This not my novel All credit goes to 凡核桃 and I'm using Google translate

​Title: Vortex: Journey to the Center ​Synopsis: ​"The First Ring is not Heaven. It is a Prison." ​For a thousand years, humanity lived under a golden lie. The Church and the Empire promised that beyond the Nine Rings of the Vortex lay Paradise—a reward for the obedient and the hardworking. They called it the Golden Gate. They were wrong. ​When the legendary Captain Atlas shatters the Eighth Barrier and reaches the Center, his final broadcast shakes the foundations of the world. He doesn't find gods; he finds ancient chains, a monolith of black iron, and a terrifying truth: The gods aren't waiting for humanity—they are hiding from what lies within. ​Now, the signal has spread. The maps are left at the foot of the Black Gate. The Great Migration has begun. ​From the steam-filled factories of Ring 6 to the desolate slums of Ring 9, every dreamer, pirate, and outcast is looking toward the Center. But the path is guarded by the ruthless Vortex Knights, and the "Void Aether" is a power that consumes as much as it grants. ​In a world built on layers of deception, only those brave enough to cross the storm will survive the truth. ​Will you climb the ladder, or will you break the world to see what’s outside? Original work by Void_Writer. All rights reserved. Any reproduction, adaptation, or derivative use without explicit permission is prohibited.

Louise Morgan, became blind at the age of 10. She chose not to see the light of this world and hid behind the darkness. Countless of beatings, taunting, mocking she had endured. On her 12th year, her father Jonas Morgan decided to marry his childhood friend, Whitney Du and adopt Dorothy Du as his own child. On the eve of his engagement, Louise was lost and found 3 days later on the hospital. Jonas took all the burdens while Louise was in coma. Five years later, she found herself in a huge bed. It was the eve of Christmas and snow has been falling. The white blanketed all plants and chilled her heart. When she woke up, Lucia was the only one who was there, her father Jonas was forever gone. Whitney Du and her daughter enjoyed all the riches of her family. But it was not to late to get everything back. She was the rightful heiress of LM group and she, Louise Agatha Morgan Ye, will exact her revenge.