local graphic novel

traducción a español Hanazawa Hanako era una joven otaku, técnicamente una hikikomori, una degenerada y una internauta. Pero murió. (LOL) Entonces, naturalmente, la enviaron a un mundo de fantasía para salvarlo del rey demonio. Cuando le preguntaron qué beneficio quería: "Entonces simplemente denme todo Internet". ***** Qué esperar: - Protagonista (Mujer) x Intereses amorosos (Futa). - Protagonista sumiso (Solo en la cama). - Harem, no poliamor. - Historia mayoritariamente alegre y simple. 20 capítulos avanzados en Patreon: patreon.com/Kalliel035. Autor: Kalliel El autor tiene imágenes de su contenido

A short story of mysterious happenings in childhood in Thailand, from the past to the present, filled with strangeness and curiosity

Now only one thing remained to be done, the knife was in her hand in seconds, the need to sign her work was overpowering. Within a few hours Chanella was home, showered and feeling proud of herself, while James hung, like criminals used to be, a beautiful, red C clearly visible on his naked chest, after all, who leaves someone a present without signing the card. That’s just poor manners. criminals have been slipping between the governments finger tips for far too long, Chanella Foreska decided her town needed someone to clean the streets like the police should. The local cleaner was a vigilante that was well known and talked about, they were someone that caught the people that never paid the price for the unjust actions they committed. But what happens when someone finds out exact what shes doing, will she follow her vigilante philosophy in her own life ?

He experienced the most painful death along with his wife and his unborn child. They were killed by his In-laws family for wealth. . . The family he hated to the core destroyed everyone who hurt him and avenged for his death. Now he has only one wish, If he could have a second chance, he would protect everyone he loved. Everyone he cared about. Everyone who loved him. . . God gave him a second chance. He is now reborn. What will he do for his revenge? How will he protect his loved once? How will he use his new given power to tell truth and lies apart? Read my story to find out. It is my first story , so please forgave me for mistakes.

Uma semana antes da cerimônia de união, eu acidentalmente ouvi uma conversa entre meu companheiro predestinado, Damien, e seus amigos. "Você realmente mudou o local da cerimônia para a Cassia?" um deles provocou. "E você ainda nem contou para a sua Luna?" Damien bufou com desdém. "Não importa. Ela me ama tanto que quase destruiu seu próprio lobo por mim. Ela fará qualquer coisa que eu pedir." "Estou apenas mudando o local. Ainda vou me unir a ela." "Cassia gosta disso, então é claro que tenho que fazê-la feliz." No dia da cerimônia, ele olhou fixamente para o salão—vazio sem uma noiva—e rugiu, "Reyna, onde diabos você está?!" Eu sorri, pegando a mão do lobo ao meu lado, e observei a luz dourada do sol derramar-se sobre o cume do Pico do Solstício—o lugar que eu havia escolhido. "Cheguei há muito tempo."

Uma semana antes do casamento, meu noivo, Julian Vanderbilt, o herdeiro da fortuna Vanderbilt, mudou repentinamente o local do nosso casamento para uma estação de esqui em Aspen. Seus amigos zombaram dele. "Só porque Scarlett queria um casamento 'País das Maravilhas de Inverno', você transferiu tudo? Você nem contou para Audrey? E se ela aparecer em um local vazio?" "Além disso, a vila à beira do penhasco em Newport foi a escolha de Audrey. Você realmente acha que ela vai concordar?" Julian disse com naturalidade: "Ela sobreviveu a um acidente de carro horrível que a deixou coberta de cicatrizes, só para me entregar um arquivo importante. Ela não vai fazer escândalo por causa de uma mudança de local. Além disso, ela está cuidando dos detalhes — ela vai ver os e-mails do organizador." Eu estava parada do lado de fora da porta, ouvindo silenciosamente. Então, saí discretamente sem dizer uma palavra. Quando o grande dia finalmente chegou, Julian ligou de Aspen, sua voz impregnada de pânico. "A cerimônia está prestes a começar. Onde você está?" Eu olhei para as águas cintilantes da vila à beira do penhasco em Newport e respondi calmamente: "Já estou aqui. E meu casamento também está prestes a começar."

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Lauren Moon comes from a long line of witches in the suburbs of Pforzheim, along with a dark and tragic family history. Routine life seems to go smoothly until a new client, Fredrick Noal, seeks her magical expertise and Fate starts to play its long twisted game with the pair. Drawing them into the dark underbelly of the coven world of witch society and reveals clues to dark secrets.

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?"