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Having traveled to America in the year 1862, this was the beginning of a dream, the finest of times. What constitutes a true master of success? Having some notable descendants hardly counts for anything. To build an Oil Empire alongside Rockefeller To place Carnegie on the throne of the steel magnate To help Ford propel the industrialization of automobiles worldwide To lead Edison to monopolize the future of the electrical industry To be an Angel Investor for Morgan's capital Hear this, applause!

It all began with a poor orphan who would work every day for long hours to pay for his Aunt's medical bills. When his life begins to fall apart and he is homeless sleeping in an alleyway he hears a robotic voice. {Do you wish to integrate with the Dungeon System} "Yes" he answers, without much to lose. And from then his life had never been the same. He was taken into a dungeon each night to hunt and he began to realise just how little he really knew about the world that was much wider than he thought. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/TtnGfdKanr Note: I do not own cover art

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Mimpi yang aneh mendatangi Honey di sebuah malam yang dingin. Membuatnya bertemu dengan sesosok mahluk misterius dengan wajah rupawan yang mengaku sebagai seorang vampir. Dia pikir bunga tidur itu akan berlalu begitu dirinya membuka mata. Namun siapa sangka, mahluk itu malah mengikutinya ke alam nyata. Menawarkan pertemanan yang tak biasa di antara mereka. Namun itu baru permulaan. Karena setelah si vampir yang bernama Night itu hadir, banyak hal tak terduga dan tak masuk akal yang mulai terjadi di kehidupan Honey. Membuatnya harus berjuang mati-matian untuk sebuah misi rahasia yang dibawa oleh Night. Misi rahasia seperti apa? Temukan jawabannya di dalam cerita.

A princess in a fantasy world, shackled by restrictive rules of the castle, had sought nothing but freedom. She found it in the end. It was death. However, the princess had found herself waking up in a body of Devon Lin. A twenty-five-year-old aspiring author living a double-life struggling to write stories at day and a contracted sleeping buddy at night? Meet Lewis Qin. Fame, looks, wealth, and power. He has it all. However, not known to many, Lewis had a severe sleeping problem. Until he met her… Can the princess finally find the freedom she sought? Or was the contract that binds her with him was just another shackle she must break free? Would he fall asleep? Or fall in love? Watch as these two try to make ends meet, find their place and purpose in this vast world.

She love but got betrayed... She love but got cheated... Her heart is whole yet heartbroken... She promise that she will gave her grandfather a life full of happiness. She promise that she will make those who left them regret! It was not revenge that urge her to live. It was happiness! Revenge? Nah. I'll kill them with success! Will Min Ju still say the same if her enemies make their move? You knew that isn't the case. Her choices will change for good or for worst... Whatever her choices may be. Qing Wu Yao will stay by her side and her family will support her behind her back. Achieving success wasn't an easy task. There are some outside force that was trying to bring her down. The jealousy of a woman. The anger of a powerful man who hold a card that might bring Min Ju to ruin. Things that was lost will came back. And things that was already there will be lost. Many things happenened that change her strategy. She planned not to raise her hand but she was force to by her enemies. At last, Min Ju never thought that she'll pull the trigger to end everything. [Disclaimer: The cover is not mine. Credits to the wonderful owner] - - - Sneek Peek: "Are you in love with me?" "What if I say yes? Would you let me enter your life?" "Prove me that you're worthy." #2 "What do you think about my granddaughter?" "She was very talented. But what I like the most about her is her smile. Everytime I look at her, I fall in love at every sight."

A book I took from the net; all credit belongs to Leil lowndes

Lin An woke up and found himself in an Eastern Fantasy world. In this world, power was everything. The powerhouses could easily control it all. Those who were capable enough could claim everything, be it money, women, or power. A voice sounded in the mind of Lin An, who was still puzzled over his reincarnation to the Eastern Fantasy World. [Congratulations, host! You have activated the Success Rate System. Whatever you do, you will be able to see your success rate!] Since then, Lin An was able to check his success rate every time before he did something! “The chances of you successfully refining your body with this body refining technique are 90%.” “The chances of you obtaining treasures when you open this treasure box are 100%.” “The chances of you surviving in this cave are 0%.” “The chances of you being favored by the sacred maiden and having a relationship with her are 100%.”

There was a car accident, and he was reborn in 2020 to the examination room of the college entrance examination in 1999.Facing the test paper of the college entrance examination, Jiang Han’s eyes were darkened.But fortunately, rebirth also comes with cheats, the strongest deduction system bound.“Ding… the deduction is complete, and the deduction result of the test paper is…”“Ding…the deduction is complete, the second prize number of the lottery is…”“Ding…the deduction is complete, and the stock rise curve is…”The world’s top ten mathematics problems, Jiang Han closed his eyes and meditated for two seconds, and then began to write the correct answer, which shocked the entire mathematics world.In the complicated and confusing futures market, Jiang Han bought the bottom many times, his assets increased tenfold, and he left gracefully after sweeping nearly tens of billions of dollars.When the whole world imposed a technical blockade on Hua, Jiang Han had already mastered the technology that was twenty years ahead of the world.It wasn’t until many years later that Jiang Hanxian deduced the method of longevity out of boredom.Feilu Novel.com’s exclusive signed novel: “City: God-level Deduction System”; this novel and characters are purely fictitious, any similarity is purely coincidental, please do not imitate.

From the day he was out of diapers, he never knew a peaceful life. Alone as a child and sent to a orphanage with questionable practices, then adopted by criminals and grew up to work in a black company. There was not a time where he could rest in peace except for when death finally came. But now, in this new world and in his new body, he will do whatever it takes to protect his sleep time. Whether it's defeating the demon king or making friends with the hero, as long as it protects his peaceful sleep he'll do it.