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Felix is in real trouble this time. Not only did he wake up nearly naked in a foreign country -- drugged and abandoned as a prank -- but soon he finds himself being interviewed by the police after crashing the truck of his handsome rescuer, Ronan Malloy. The only way for Felix to make amends is to work off his debt on the injured Ronan’s shabby, struggling farm.<br><br>Ronan Malloy and his grandad Lorcan have big plans for their ancestral farm. Their new boutique cheese will put Malloy Cheesery the map. But he hasn't struck it rich yet. Between the bank and his scheming neighbor, he has enough troubles and doesn't want to deal with an untrained Yankee on top of it.<br><br>Although Felix resents having to stay behind as his friends continue their backpacking adventure across Europe, he begins to see that farm life isn’t so bad. Ronan’s charming smile and sparkling eyes are an added bonus. And Ronan learns soon enough that the Yankee isn't as helpless as he thought.<br><br>Felix isn’t sure he’s up to the task of saving the deeply indebted Malloy Farm from calamity and devious plots for its downfall, but for Ronan, he’s willing to try.

" Mahal kita..mahal na mahal at ikaw lang ang babaeng..mamahalin ko habang buhay pangako.... → JACK IRISH DEMONIC

A young American girl follows her heart to Ireland where she discovers deeply hidden and unique connections to the island that she had never dreamed of. Upon arriving in Ireland to study, Erin feels something awaken in her she never imagined could be real.

STORY IS NOW MOVING TO ROYAL ROAD Ellie's been working at the coffeeshop for what feels like a lifetime. It's not a bad life, either; her coworker and best friend, Hunter, is reliable, hardworking, and handsome. She's poor, but happy, and spends most of her time daydreaming about Ireland. When he needs to escape from a disastrous upcoming family Christmas, he invites her to share the holiday at his cabin in the mountains instead. She's about to discover there's a lot more to Hunter than meets the eye.

No One would ever know that I started off as an immigrant when they look at me now. Why? cause I turned out rich, so rich that I can buy almost anything . How? read on to find out

The fifties were different for us queers. There weren't no Pride parades or DVDs or internet. Back then, if you wanted man-on-man stuff, you had to know where to look for it. Back then, a young man who caught your eye had to be mighty careful about letting things go further. All kinds of risks in those days, on the racetrack and off .

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Short Stories of Irish mythology and folklore

"Where am I?" "That's none of your concern." "If my location isn't my concern, then whose is it?" "Mine, and I know, so you're fine." He finally was able to yank me on top of him. I elbowed his face trying to get up once again. "Look, I told you already. I don't know what the fuck you think this is, but I am not the fucking one. Don't test me. Get your hands off of me or I swear to god I'll choke you." "I'd enjoy it." the minute the words left his mouth I punched him in the throat then pressed my forearm into his neck as he sputtered. "I told you not to test me. You may think you're crazy, but I promise you I'm crazier." He smirked up at me and my stomach dropped. Maybe I was wrong. _________________________________________________ Nani figures that her kidnapping is the worst thing that can happen to her. But when she uncovers something much bigger than her is at stake, she is thrown into a world of lies, fake love, seduction, betrayal, espionage, and danger. Time is running out for her to save millions of people, all while she deals with a lunatic who has decided he must have her at any cost. If she wasn't crazy before, this would be her breaking point. ATTENTION: If you think this will be that book where the female is okay with being beaten, raped, and treated like property, I am warning you. Nani is not the one. She will not play those games. IN THIS HOUSE WE DO NOT STAN RAPE, ABUSE, MISOGYNY, STUPIDITY, AND HEADASSERY.

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?"