allergic a graphic novel

SINOPSE — A Única Mulher que Ele Pode Tocar Lina Alves sempre sonhou em ser atriz, mas sua vida é tudo menos um conto de fadas: vinda de uma família pobre e tóxica, criada à sombra de uma meia-irmã manipuladora e invejosa, ela sempre aprendeu a sobreviver em silêncio. Na mesma noite em que flagra o namorado e a meia-irmã juntos, Lina foge para um bar… sem imaginar que seu destino mudaria para sempre. Do outro lado da cidade, Adrian Luce — o CEO mais jovem e temido da indústria — esconde um segredo que o mantém isolado: uma condição rara que o torna alérgico a qualquer contato feminino. Qualquer uma… exceto Lina. Quando o encontro inesperado dos dois termina em uma noite confusa e sem lembranças, Adrian percebe que a proximidade de Lina é a única coisa que não destrói seu corpo — e talvez a única que acalma sua mente. No dia seguinte, ele faz uma proposta que mudaria a vida dela para sempre: “Case-se comigo. Você é a única mulher que posso tocar.” Entre segredos, ciúmes, dramas familiares, um casamento secreto e o mundo cruel da indústria do entretenimento, Lina descobrirá que existe muito mais por trás da frieza do CEO mandão e possessivo… e Adrian descobrirá que a garota que ele escolheu proteger esconde uma identidade capaz de destruir tudo o que ele acredita saber. Mas quando o toque de uma se torna a salvação do outro, nenhum dos dois consegue escapar da verdade: Eles não foram feitos para se afastar. Foram feitos para se encontrar.

In a world where the surface of the Earth was lost to demonic hordes millennia ago, humanity and the surviving races retreated to the skies. Now, they live in sprawling, floating empires powered by ancient magic and lost technology, forever looking down at the corrupted, nightmare wasteland known as the Abyss Lands. In the Aethelgard Empire, power is measured by the purity of one's magical bloodline. Kaelen Valerius has neither. Reincarnated from modern Earth into the frail, sickly body of a despised noble bastard, Kaelen is afflicted with "Mana Sclerosis"—a condition that makes his body lethally allergic to the magic of the world. Mocked, beaten, and politically abandoned by his family, he is sent to the prestigious and brutal Zenithar Imperial Academy—a death sentence for a "Null" without a core. But the nobles of the sky made a fatal miscalculation. They assumed Kaelen needed a biological core to survive. Using his past-life knowledge of engineering Kaelen secretly builds A.E.G.I.S.—an artificial intelligence system bonded to millions of microscopic, synthetic Mana-Nanites injected directly into his bloodstream. He doesn't need to learn magic. He can devour it.

She’s the type of girl people don’t approach twice. With her guarded eyes, sharp silence, and a presence that practically says stay away, she’s built a life on distance. Love, to her, is nothing but a complication—something she avoids like a bad habit she refuses to pick up. Then there’s her. Soft smiles, warm eyes, and the kind of beauty that turns heads without trying—the girl everyone wants, the one who’s used to being chosen. But instead of entertaining the crowd, she becomes strangely, stubbornly interested in the one girl who won’t even look her way. Cold meets warmth. Distance meets persistence. At first, it’s just annoyance. Then curiosity. Then something far more dangerous. Because no matter how hard she tries to ignore it, the quiet girl with walls begins to notice the way the “it girl” looks at her—not like a challenge, but like she’s already worth choosing. And that’s exactly the problem. She doesn’t do love. She doesn’t let people in. She doesn’t fall. But for the first time in her life… she wants to. And that might be the one thing she’s not prepared to survive.

1. Gong’s Perspective: Shen Mingjin was rescued from the seaside, but after losing his memory, he forgot his name and identity. To survive, he wandered to a construction site and started a rough life moving bricks. On payday, just as his fingers touched the red banknotes, his entire body stiffened as if electrocuted. He collapsed like a rigid plank, nearly losing consciousness. Rushed to the hospital by his coworkers, Shen Mingjin was diagnosed with money allergy syndrome—in simple terms, touching physical cash would make him nauseous, dizzy, and even faint. From now on, he could never handle money again. Shen Mingjin: “......” Thanks a lot. Shou’s Perspective: On the day Xu Duwan returned to the Xu family as the real young master, he saw his cold and unattainable crush sitting by the roadside, seriously eating a cheap plastic-box meal amid dust and car exhaust. Thinking about how this person had rejected his confessions multiple times and even humiliated him in public, Xu Duwan decided to take revenge. With a sneer, he suddenly threw a pile of cash at Shen Mingjin’s face and slowly said: "Shen Mingjin, if you agree to be mine, all this money will be yours." Xu Duwan wanted to repay the humiliation he once suffered. However, as Shen Mingjin slowly raised his head, his face was flushed red, his body trembling as if he were trying to say something. Seeing this, Xu Duwan felt even more satisfied. Just as he was about to add another sarcastic remark, Shen Mingjin suddenly swayed and collapsed into his arms. Xu Duwan: "???" Is he trying to scam me?! Panicked, Xu Duwan looked down to see Shen Mingjin’s breath growing weaker. Before he could ask what trick he was pulling, Shen Mingjin tightly grabbed his wrist, weakly whispering: "G-Give me..." "Give you what?" Xu Duwan assumed that someone as proud as Shen Mingjin would say, “Get lost.” But instead, Shen Mingjin leaned close to his ear, his hot breath sending a shiver down Xu Duwan’s spine. Then, in a deep, husky, and impossibly seductive voice, he said: "Give me... all the money... in check form." Xu Duwan: “.........” Warnings: - The Gong is allergic to physical money (banknotes and coins), but electronic payments, cards, and checks are fine. - There is a deep misunderstanding between the Gong and Shou. This is not a sugar-daddy romance. - Additional notes will be added later if needed.

I was married to Marshall Griffin—the king of Chicago's underworld—for five years. He had a strange condition: a severe, violent reaction to any form of physical intimacy. Our marriage had no kisses, no hugs, not even a shared bed. Our interactions were so cold we were always on a first-name basis, never anything more intimate. I thought it was the curse he bore as a Don, until I stumbled upon the exception he made for his mistress, Nadine Kane: When Nadine complained of the cold, he would personally drape his own coat over her shoulders. When Nadine's glass was empty, he would personally refill it with her favorite whiskey. When Nadine whispered sweetly in his ear, a possessive fire I had never seen before would ignite in his gaze. It was then I finally understood. It was not that he could not be touched; it was that he could not be touched by me. To test my theory, I went home, cornered him against the wall in his study, and for the first time, I initiated a kiss, pressing my lips to his. I whispered softly, "My Don." Instantly, his breath hitched. Angry red hives bloomed across his skin before he collapsed in front of me. The doctor diagnosed it as an acute psychogenic stress reaction. As I waited outside the emergency room, I finally laughed until tears streamed down my face. So, his illness was real. And I was the poison. This one-woman show of a marriage deserved its final curtain.

It was like the end for me, when I found out my supposed fiancé, was cheating on me with my best friend. Losing my job that same month, was another thing. After being hurt severely by my so called fiancé, i decided not to ever play the love game, not to talk of tying the knot with any darn man. My responsibilities led me to the path of being a domestic worker for some thousand dollars. Getting the pay was on a condition of me not being fired by my mystery master before a month wraps up. I might be the crazy, clumsy and nerve stepping type but I wasn't the type to back off. My mum never taught me to. Watch! If the determined me won't last a month.

Rita has always been her parents' top priority, and her allergy to roses has been a significant concern for them. Tragically, during a critical moment when they were rushing her to the hospital due to an allergic reaction, her parents were involved in an accident that took their lives, leaving Rita in the care of her cruel aunt. This aunt seized control of her parents' home and their modest business. Abandoned by her family, Rita struggles to afford the medication she needs, only to have her savings stolen by her aunt. As she tries to cope with her difficult new life, she believes that her boyfriend and her best friend are her only sources of comfort. However, her world crumbles when she discovers her boyfriend cheating on her with her best friend. Overwhelmed by heartbreak, Rita contemplates ending her life in a flower shop surrounded by roses that trigger her allergy. Miraculously, she is saved by a doctor who falls in love with her at first sight. To her surprise, the doctor is Mark Norman, a well-known young billionaire in town. Get ready to see how Rita's life takes an unexpected turn as the story unfolds.

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—"

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.