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When you were six, you submerged your hands into the rice storage bin and imagined that you were practicing Iron Sand Palm after you finished watching a martial art film. When you were seven, you felt like you were the diplomat of your class just because you were the first one who greeted a new student at the beginning of the semester. When you were eight, you believed that you possessed clairaudience just because you could recognize that the approaching footsteps belonged to your parents who were coming home. … What would happen if all the fantasies you had during childhood became reality? Ji Ruo put his hands into the rice storage bin and… [Congratulations! You unlocked a martial art-related achievement by putting your palms into the rice bin.] [The skill you acquired: Iron Sand Palm (Entry Level)] [You can upgrade the skill by repeating the activation step and maximizing its familiarity. Fortune favors the diligent. Hang in there! Work hard!] The corner of Ji Ruo’s mouth twitched. He had a feeling that his system was not really normal. After pondering for a moment, he picked up a stick and headed towards the paddy field nearby…

One day, A strange mist arose. A sixteen year old girl, named Assana, fell victim to this mist along with a few others. After a few weeks, some people gained magical powers. They were now able to control a specific element. These kids were sent to an academy to learn how to control their powers. Despite this, many students find it hard to control their newfound powers. However, Assana was special. She was able to control multiple elements. Bad people are after her power, and it’s her job to protect herself while she fulfills the prophesy. Follow Assana as she learns why she was chosen to fulfill the prophesy, the secrets of the mist and maybe even find love.

Un hombre adulto muere por azares del destino, después de comprar su último tomo del manga fairytail, al pensar sobre cómo sería su vida si estuviera allí como el prota pero la oportunidad toca su puerta, cuando aparece en unas especie de vacío y un resplandor dice.... ....."hola, te he elegido, para pedirte un favor salva las personas de la injusticia de los seres soberbios porfavor"...... Como el vigilante que actuará en la ayuda........ Que pasara.......?

It started on a lazy Sunday afternoon. Amelia and I were relaxing by our pool when a deep voice called from across the yard. “Hey, everyone!” Our neighbor Donald Stewards, a tall, sturdy widower in his forties, stood at the edge of our lawn, gardening shears in hand. Amelia, wearing a modest pink bikini that accentuated her voluptuous figure, instinctively ducked under the water. Later that evening, as I held my wife in bed, I teased her while moving inside her. “Did you notice Donald checking you out today?” She blushed. “You always imagine people staring at me.” “They do,” I whispered, thrusting deeper. “Especially him. The poor guy probably hasn’t seen action in years. You brightened his whole day.” Amelia’s breath quickened, her body responding with unexpected heat. “Tim… you’re terrible.” Weeks later, an accidental exposure through our bedroom window escalated everything. Then, A late-night visit to “help with a casserole” ended with Amelia’s hand wrapped around Donald’s enormous shaft, pumping him to a powerful climax while I secretly watched from the window. “Wow, Donald… you cum so much,” she whispered in awe. “Give me that large member!” she screamed. “I love it!”

n the narrative, we delve into the life of Chan Chan, a young woman residing in the lavish household of Mo Qiang, despite lacking any familial ties. Despite her outward arrogance, Chan Chan's backstory unfolds tragically – orphaned due to a fatal accident that claimed her parents. Enter Mo Qiang, a figure five years her senior and the CEO of the prestigious Mo Group. In an unexpected turn of events, Mo Qiang becomes Chan Chan's guardian, providing her not only with shelter but also fulfilling her every desire. As Chan Chan reaches the milestone of her twentieth year, she expresses a bold desire to marry someone from her university. Astonishingly, Mo Qiang, with a calm demeanor, not only approves but takes charge of arranging the entire marriage. However, the wedding day takes a sharp turn when the chosen groom harshly criticizes Chan Chan's arrogant nature, revealing his disinterest and disdain. Filled with anger and humiliation, Chan Chan impulsively marries Mo Qiang, a man known for his cold and distant disposition. The central question emerges: Can love blossom between two individuals thrust into an arranged marriage under such circumstances? The plot unfolds, gradually revealing the mysterious circumstances surrounding Chan Chan's parents' demise and the reasons behind her peculiar living arrangement with Mo Qiang. The narrative intricately weaves together the complexities of relationships, societal expectations, and the unpredictable nature of love.

21-year-old Hinata is male who lives a not-so happy life. With a below average job, and a tragic backstory, the only thing he loves is reading. And one novel in particular would be a cliche 361-chapter-book by the name of ‘I became the richest person in the world by becoming a bounty hunter!‘ After a tiring day of work, he returns to his room to continue where he left off, chapter 359. 2 chapters away from the ending of the novel. But before he could even read a couple pages, he faints and wakes up in a strange place, surrounded by two beautiful women who inform him of some surprising news. He soon quickly finds out he would be transported into the world of the very novel he was reading! Unfortunately for him, in a world full of magic bounty hunters, he woke up as a fugitive with a HUGE bounty on his head! With a furry-fox-helper at his side, will Hinata redeem himself in this new world?

She has a huge birthmark on one side of her face, she want to find work but no where is willing to hire her due to her birthmark that is unable to be covered by makeups...she graduate from a good university, she is willing to work harder than any if just allow the chance to do so. She met him on that day unknowingly he actually buy into her "trust me" speech and hire her. They are boss and employee, she work he pay but when did they end up as so?

A man who was a poor but they do work in the grave yard

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?"