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She was a medical expert, talented and beautiful. She was reborn as his little wife. Her in-laws did not like her, her husband did not love her, and she was as timid as a mouse. She was weak and easy to bully. When she became her, her goal was to flirt with him, flirt with him, flirt with him! One day, she stood in front of him with a mischievous expression. "Young Master Si, I heard that you have a crush on me? " Si Zhanbei raised his head and glanced at her. He stretched out his big hand and pulled her into his embrace. "Wife, this is a love affair. " So... ... The result of flirting with him was that the sheep went into the tiger's mouth ...

Yao Tang, the daughter of the Yao family who mistakenly exchanged at birth, was finally found. Unexpectedly, since her parents felt that she was embarrassing, they never recognized her as their own, and claimed that she was a relative's child who came to live with them. Everyone thought that Yao Tang was just a bloodsucker who was greedy for glory and clung to her "relative's" family. Her father, Yao Feng, registered Yao Tang at the Municipal No.1 Middle School for school. Since Yao Tang failed all of her subjects, she was rejected by the teaching supervisor. When Yao Feng left with Yao Tang, he met the principal of No.1 Middle School. He quickly went up to greet him, but the principal walked past him and tugged at Yao Tang excitedly. "You're finally willing to come to school!" Yao Tang bumped into Cheng Yan, who had once saved her life. Cheng Yan's friends were all convinced that Yao Tang was a gold-digger and waited for her to ask Cheng Yan to pay. When the bill came, Yao Tang quietly rummaged through her bag. Cheng Yan's friend said, "See, she's just stalling for time and waiting for Brother Cheng to pay!" Yao Tang took out a diamond-studded card. "Waiter, how much discount am I given for this card?" The waiter replied, "Honored guest, our diamond black card entitles you to spend here for free!" After that, a group of elite bigshots appeared. The heir of a top corporation posted, "CEO Yao, you've been on leave for a long time. Come back to work!" The international hacker group flooded computer screens everywhere. [To Yao Tang: Boss, it's fine if you don't come back to work, but can you not assault your own database?] When the usually emotionless prince, Cheng Yan, saw his little wife being surrounded, he flipped the table angrily. "Everyone, stay away. This is my wife!"

My half-sister was dying of cancer, and she had one final wish: to steal my life. She demanded my wedding, my fiancé, everything. So I watched as she walked down the aisle in the dress I designed myself, on the arm of the man I loved, into the wedding that should have been mine. For a dying woman, I could bear it. But when she came for the heirloom bracelet my late mother left me, something inside me snapped. At the auction, I watched my ex-fiancé, Jasper, shield her as they drove the price up to a staggering 200 million. Bled dry by my own parasitic family, I was helpless, forced to see my last connection to my mother fall into their hands— Until a calm, commanding voice cut through the room: “300 million.” The entire hall fell silent. Mack Ben, the notoriously private and influential head of the Ben family, had made the bid. “A gift,” he declared, his gaze finding mine, “for Miss Colby.” After I retrieved the bracelet, I promised to repay him. “Mr. Ben, I’ll find a way to pay back the 300 million.” He simply studied my face, a slight frown creasing his brow. “Freya Colby,” he asked softly, “have you forgotten me?” Me: ?

In the Year 2030, Mankind faced extinction against invading Aliens. These humanoid Aliens were vastly superior in every aspect compared to an average human, they could mow buildings,form valid scientific theories, travel over few kilometers over a blink of an Eye. All appeared to be lost when unexpectedly, An interesting Scientist made a breakthrough with his research, he found that the Aliens otherwise known as Mulkers had a very similar DNA with humans and discovered that the powers of the Mulkers stem in their blood, with this knowledge, he artificially created hybrids that were on par with the opposing Mulkers. His results however were imperfect as they had certain problems, these hybrids were prone to mental attacks due to the conflicted blood within them and would sometimes rage out harming friends alike alongside this, they had very fast growth which limits their lifespan to the maximum of 3 years. Join the story as our not so perfect fill for heroes face off against this overwhelming threat, Will they be the ones to rescue mankind or are they just ticking bombs ready to blow up Man's hope. Check out my Isekai epic Fantasy series : Epic of Unemployed Mercenaries in a Fantasy World.

In Realmshaper III, a dedicated gamer under the name "UwUE-kitten" with a catgirl figure has managed to grind his way into the leaderboard for top 100 assassins. However, disillusioned by the fact that he joined the game too late and has missed out all the good opportunites, he has decided to quit the game. However, to ensure everyone remembers him, he has decided to make a global announcement to give his account away. SYSTEM WARNING: “USER WILL BE TELEPORTED TO THE STARTER VILLAGE IN THE GAME IN 10 SECONDS TO RE EXPERIENCE THE FUN AND WARMTH THIS GAME HAS TO OFFER.” Do you think I will believe that? Wait, why am I actually scared right now. Waking up as a catgirl with pointed eyes and a furry tail, "UwUE-kitten" discovers that his account has been transported to the beta version of Realmshaper III. Alright, time to make up for all the regrets in my previous life in Realmshaper III.

Warning This contains a lot of depressing stuff!! Basically it's a poly love story with the Main character going thru a lot of fucked up shit but still being able to love. Contains (but is not limited to) Poly Gay / lesbian Scenarios Death Murder Suicidal tendencies / thoughts Smexy Times Rape Drugs / Alcohol Abuse Bullying Cursing Don't Like that shit or can't handle it plz don't read just so you can say it's too fucking depressing because literally it supposed to be about how far a person can be hurt and them still being able to love!!!!

The third and fourth circles of the lasso of fire have finally signed a peace treaty. Or at least that's what they say. As a body appears near the edge of the pink abyss, the line between peace and the start of a new war has been drawn in everyone's mind. As more murders and disappearances occur, Dennys, Persicum, Henrique and others begin to unravel the mysteries that occur in both circles. Was this the will of the gods? Was it the best to get involved? Perhaps when they discover the answers, it will be too late.

Très bien, vous tous, écoutez-moi. Je m'appelle Daisy-Mae Dubois, tout droit sortie des marais de la Louisiane. Un ouragan a tout emporté sur son passage, sauf ma détermination et une recette de gumbo imbattable. Je pensais que ma vie était finie, destinée à nettoyer les toilettes des riches à Washington D.C. Et puis, je me retrouve à la Maison Blanche. Et ensuite, ça devient encore plus fou. Cet homme avec des cheveux qui semblent avoir perdu un combat contre la foudre, Donald Trump, est tombé amoureux de moi. Complètement. Quand il me courait après, il me servait des paroles doucereuses plus épaisses que ses tweets. Mais maintenant ? Maintenant il pense qu'il peut me renvoyer avec un billet de bus Greyhound ? Allons donc. Daisy-Mae n'est pas une douce magnolia. C'est la guerre. Et je vais lui apprendre que le prix à payer pour s'en prendre à une tigresse Cajun, c'est la moitié de son foutu empire.

Certo, pessoal, prestem atenção. O nome é Daisy-Mae Dubois, direto dos pântanos da Louisiana. Um furacão passou e levou tudo o que eu tinha, exceto minha determinação e uma receita de gumbo de matar. Eu achei que minha vida tinha acabado, destinada a limpar banheiros para gente rica em Washington D.C. De repente, estou na Casa Branca. E então fica mais louco ainda. Aquele homem com o cabelo que parece ter perdido uma briga com um raio, Donald Trump, se apaixonou por mim. Perdidamente. Quando estava me perseguindo, ele me enchia de elogios mais grossos que seus tweets. Mas agora? Agora ele acha que pode me mandar embora com uma passagem de ônibus da Greyhound? Faça-me o favor. Daisy-Mae não é nenhuma florzinha delicada. Isso é guerra. E eu estou prestes a ensiná-lo que o preço por mexer com uma mulher Cajun de sangue quente é metade do maldito império dele.

This is why he is called Donald Trump