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Isekai Lounge Após anos vivendo sob o peso das responsabilidades, um homem bem-sucedido é subitamente transportado para um novo mundo sem qualquer explicação. Sem querer fama ou glória, ele só deseja construir uma vida tranquila, longe de problemas, um verdadeiro "lounge" onde possa finalmente descansar. No entanto, esse mundo não facilita seu sonho. Para garantir sua sobrevivência, ele se torna aventureiro e forma um grupo improvável ao lado de três escravas, cada uma com habilidades únicas e segredos ocultos. Enquanto tenta acumular riqueza e poder sem chamar atenção, o destino insiste em arrastá-lo para conflitos, perigos e escolhas difíceis. Será possível alcançar a paz em um mundo onde o caos sempre o encontra?

What will you do if a new door just open up for you, a door that only open for few people in this world and only be open by those who are chosen. Have you ever wonder that there is a world out there, another world that full of things that you can only imagine, a place where time works differently compare to our world. Margarette Lewis, a girl from Kendallville Indiana living with her fathe turns eighteen on the 30th day of july, she lost her mom on the day she was born, unexpected things happen on the day of her birthday, aside from the guy who appears on her dream whenever her birthday comes the tribunal from another realm is on the move to take her back to the realm she trully belong.

In this novel, Hideyoshi Bunker, a renowned scientist, inexplicably wakes up in the body of a teenage boy. As he explores the boy's life and memories, Hideyoshi maintains his own identity and embarks on a quest to understand this perplexing phenomenon while embracing this new leaf of life.

“What? Are you flustered? You just had sex with an older woman?” Evelyn said, pouting. “Your perky breasts would disagree, my little flame”, Drake responded, staring intently into her soul with a smile on his face. Evelyn lost all sense of duty as she stared into the eyes of the stray wolf, Drake, the unmistakable resemblance to her past lover, the late Lycan king, the only man who gave her everything she was. Her world further crashed when he called her “little flame”, only Damian dared to call her that. Damian Blackhood before his demise had made her the sole heiress of his castle and trained her fervently, he was aware of the brutal ancient prophecy that his successor wasn't going to be from his bloodline but a flame in his life, Evelyn was that flame, he ignited it, a once discarded Omega trained to become Ravenclaw‘s Luna. But he kept a crucial secret from her; he was dying. Their love thrived until one night when Damian fell ill and Evelyn had to watch her once vibrant lover fade away gradually, he handed over everything he had to her and died, against mixed acceptance from the pack, she became the Luna of the pack navigating the roughness of the powerful position, forming alliances, breaking some, fighting battles. The greatest battle she had to fight was developing a forbidden affection for a young stray wolf boy who was the reincarnation of her lover, twenty years after he had left her stranded. Would she embrace her second chance at love even if it defies time itself? Would she deny herself happiness and hold on forever to the ghost of the past?

She lost her parent in a ghastly motor accident, at the age of 10. Few years has passed..... The bell door rings continuously, urgh.... What! Who is this? with a dizzy face like.... she went to reach the door handle sluggishly, she forcefully opened it so wide. She said, who are you? She looked up annoyingly.... All of a sudden, she was overwhelmed; He stood in front of her, at her door step. A tall light skin, beautiful body structure elegant looking man, he was stirring right directly in her eyes. He has this blue sexy set of eyes, while he opened those beautiful lips; She is in awe.... Murmuring in her mind 'how could he, be this handsome' He stretch is hand out for an handshake, my name is David blue, I'm your new neighbor! she responded, my name is Barrister Olivia Benjamin, with a beautiful smile.

The first mistake humanity made was believing the apocalypse wanted them dead. It began everywhere at once. No prophecy. No chosen hero. No explanation. One moment, the world was ordinary. The next, impossible messages appeared across the sky, creatures that should not exist began appearing among the living, and humanity discovered that the rules it had lived by were no longer the only ones that mattered. At first, people thought the world was ending. They were wrong. An end would have been simpler. Kael was only a student when it began. He had no weapon. No class. No plan. Nothing that should have made him special. And nothing that should have allowed him to survive what came next. But he did. Barely. What begins as a desperate struggle to stay alive soon reveals something far larger. The world is changing. So are the people inside it. Levels can be gained. Strength can be earned. Bodies can become capable of things that should have been impossible. And humanity has been given something strangely close to a chance. That may be the most frightening part. Because every new rule raises another question. Why give people the means to grow stronger in a world designed to kill them? Why reward survival? Why allow humanity to adapt at all? And if this is only the first Cycle... what exactly are they being prepared for? Kael has no answers. Neither does anyone else. For now, surviving the next hour is difficult enough. But hour by hour, level by level, the old world is becoming something humanity may no longer recognize. Some people will adapt. Some will break. Some will become something else entirely. And sooner or later, humanity will have to confront a possibility far more unsettling than the end of the world. Perhaps this was never an apocalypse. Perhaps it was a beginning. And whatever started it... may have never wanted them dead at all.

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Meet Jay who finds out what his destinay in this story "New Rulers"

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?"