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Lin Chuan, a struggling writer, finally got his golden finger—the Career Life Experience System. Randomly experiencing a profession, after the experience is over, novels will be generated based on Lin Chuan's experiences. But Lin Chuan found that the professions he experienced were all too sketchy! Swindler, Assassin, Hacker, Touch Gold Captain... Corresponding novels were born: “Swindler,” “Hacker Kingdom,” “Touch Gold Notes,” and others came into existence. Before he knew it, his works became popular. Selected reader comments: “This book describes things too realistically, this is definitely an autobiography!” “With you confessing and me confessing, Mr. Lin will end up in prison sooner or later.” “Author Lin Chuan (×), Suspect Mr. Lin (√)” Unexpectedly, the reader's prophecy has come true! The police showed up, “We suspect you're involved in serious illegal and criminal activities!” Lin Chuan, “Huh?” The police, “The crimes in your novels, they're your actual deeds, right?” Lin Chuan's vision went dark. Done for, I've written myself into the station, but I'm really not a criminal suspect!!!!!!

"Queen Ametsa, maukah kau menikah denganku?" Seorang pria berdiri kokoh di hadapannya dengan memakai pakaian seperti pangeran. Ametsa menutup mulutnya dengan kedua tangan, matanya berkaca-kaca, karena tidak percaya dengan apa yang sedang dilihatnya saat ini. "K-kau kembali?!" Pria di hadapannya itu tersenyum, lalu berjalan mendekat ke arahnya dengan sebuah cincin yang berada dalam genggamannya itu. "Sudah lama aku menantikan semua ini, kupikir kau tidak akan pernah kembali. Atau, mungkin kita tidak ditakdirkan untuk bersama karena kau dan aku berada di dunia yang berbeda." Ametsa melihat pria di hadapannya secara nyata dan seperti manusia yang seutuhnya. Gadis itu benar-benar tidak menyangka dengan semua yang terjadi saat ini. "Tidak masalah untukku, kau akan tetap menjadi cinta terakhirku. Ametsa, maukah kau menjadi ratu untukku?" *** Bermimpi bertemu dengan seorang pria yang tidak pernah diketahui wajahnya membuat Ametsa merasa penasaran. Diperlakukan istimewa membuat gadis itu terkadang merasa gila, karena perasaan yang dimilikinya.Berkencan adalah solusi baginya untuk menemukan siapa sebenarnya pria yang selalu datang ke dalam mimpinya. Tujuan utama Ametsa, yaitu menggenggam tangan setiap pria yang melakukan kencan dengannya. Hingga pada pertemuannya dengan seorang pria ke sepuluh membuat Ametsa merasa sulit untuk mempercayainya, bahwa ternyata sosok yang selalu memperlakukannya seperti ratu ada di hadapannya. Sejak saat itu Ametsa tidak pernah menghubunginya lagi dan berusaha menghindari sosok pria tersebut. Namun, pada suatu ketika takdir kembali mempertemukannya dengan cara yang sangat berbeda. Dari sanalah kisah mereka dimulai dengan seorang pria yang memperjuangkan Ametsa, gadis muda yang tidak percaya dengan adanya dunia berbeda. Art by Pinterest

"Queen Ametsa, will you marry me?" A man stood firmly in front of her dressed like a prince. Ametsa covered her mouth with both hands, her eyes filled with tears, because she couldn't believe what she was seeing right now. "Y-you're back?!" The man in front of her smiled, then walked closer to her with a ring in his hand. "I've been waiting for all this for so long, I thought you'd never come back. Or maybe we weren't meant to be together because you and I are in different worlds." Ametsa saw the man in front of her in real and like a complete human being. The girl really did not expect everything that was happening at this time. "It doesn't matter to me, you will still be my last love. Ametsa, will you be queen for me?" *** Dreaming of meeting a man whose face he never knew made Ametsa feel curious. Being treated special makes the girl sometimes feel crazy, because of the feelings she has. Dating is the solution for her to find out who the real man who always comes into her dreams is. Ametsa's main goal is to hold the hand of every man who goes on a date with her. Until her meeting with a tenth man makes Ametsa find it hard to believe, that it turns out that the person who always treats her like a queen is right in front of her. Since then Ametsa never contacted him again and tried to avoid the man's figure. However, one day fate brought her together in a very different way. That's where their story begins with a man fighting for Ametsa, a young girl who doesn't believe in a different world.

As she walked back to her room, her mind raced. "Oh no. I'm inside a novel. This novel," she thought, panic bubbling beneath her composed exterior. She was living in the world of the book she had been so engrossed in, reincarnated as the character everyone loved to hate. Determined to survive and rewrite her fate, Amelia resolved to navigate this treacherous new world with care. She would use her knowledge of the novel to her advantage, starting with maintaining her new persona as the overly friendly, reformed stepmother. And perhaps, just perhaps, she might even find a way to win the cold duke's heart.

"Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled. This one was meant to be erased." At the end of Kali Yuga, the world waits for Kalki—the divine avatar fated to end the age of darkness. But fate has fractured. A new force walks the earth. Not born of prophecy. Not blessed by gods. An anomaly—unrecorded, unpredicted, unstoppable. He wears silence like armor. His past, a ghost. His strength, immeasurable. And wherever he walks, the lines of destiny begin to tremble. Some whisper he’s a myth reborn. Others fear he’s a warning written too late. But all will soon understand: He was never meant to exist… and yet, he is here. And he brings with him only one vow: “I Shall Write My Own Destiny!.”

Betrayed and killed by her own best friend, Claire wakes up four years in the past in her teenage body—memories of her tragic future still intact. Determined to rewrite her fate, she begins to fix every mistake, uncover hidden truths, and protect the people she once lost. But changing destiny is never simple. The more she tries to alter the past, the more dangerous secrets surface—and the closer she gets to the truth behind her own death. In a world of lies, obsession, and hidden enemies, can Claire survive her second chance… or will history repeat itself?

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About a girl that as a child her father never accepted her cause she is a girl she had just one person to confide in, her mother but her mom had to suffer something that wasn't at all a crime giving birth to girl, she never complained Things don't always work as planned Tiffany grew up not having friends not leaving the house unless mom goes with her and her mates at school don't even come close to her, she grew up in a house were she would always witness her mother being bullied, beaten up bashed and bruised but she couldn't do anything. After her mother died she blamed herself for not saving her...... She soon falls in love but fear took the better part of her as she fears that she might end up with the same thing her mother sufferd in her own married life (domestic violence) so she trys her best to stay away from relationships but fate has another thing fully planned for her ╲┏━━━━━━━━━━━━┓ ╲┃ But first start from the top ┃ ╲┗━━━━┳━━━━━━━┛ ╲╲╭ⓄⓄ╮┃╱╱╱╱╱╱╱ ╲╲┫╰╯┣╯╱╱╱╱╱╱╱ ┈┈╰┳┳╯┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈

"We can't," he breathed against her neck, reaching up to nip at her earlobe. Rhiannon quirked an eyebrow. "Why? Because it's wrong? Because you're worried my mean old dad will come after you?" she murmured. John's chuckle reverberated against her shoulder where his onslaught of kisses continued. "Something like that…” *** When Rhiannon Cates’s publishing dreams are squandered, she is forced to move home. However, when her father's wealthy best friend starts to catch feelings for her, she realizes bartending at a local bar might not be the worst thing to happen to her. When their love ignites Can the two of them overcome their differences, Rhiannon’s father, and true love in the end? *** "Oh, perfect. So, you thought if you threw some money on me, you might get a little action? You thought you could turn me into one of those slimy girls that dated you as a stepping stone? I don't want your f*cking money." The Write Off by R B Taylor is an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.