successful traders stories

Jake Rivers war nur ein weiterer pleiter Universitätsstudent, der versuchte, über die Runden zu kommen – bis ein Unfall alles veränderte. Nachdem er nach einer Operation aufwacht, entdeckt Jake einen furchterregenden Vorteil: für eine Stunde pro Tag kann er den Goldmarkt mit unmöglicher Klarheit sehen. Jeder Zug, jede Falle, jeder Anstieg wird vorhersehbar. Ohne Geld und ohne Sicherheitsnetz verwandelt er diese Fähigkeit still und leise in Profit und macht aus kleinen Geschäften wachsenden Reichtum. Was als verzweifelter Versuch beginnt, Schulden zu bezahlen, wird bald zu etwas viel Größerem. Während Jakes Vermögen wächst, wächst auch die Aufmerksamkeit mächtiger Persönlichkeiten, die einen stillen Akteur bemerken, der die Finanzwelt dominiert. Um seinen Vorteil zu schützen und etwas Dauerhaftes aufzubauen, muss Jake Disziplin, Geheimhaltung und Ehrgeiz meistern. Denn reich zu werden ist nur der Anfang. Jake Rivers ist auf dem Weg, ein Tycoon zu werden.

Nothing would have prepared Rhiannon Clark for what she was about to witness on that fateful night. "Why are you asking me why? Isn’t it obvious or should I tell you?” Kaylee asked. Her stepsister’s word hit her like a brick making her world spin in circles, unable to believe her eyes as she tasted the face of betrayal from the two closest people in her life. she stared up at her fiancées face, silently hoping he’d step up to her and tell her all this was all but a prank. He not only did not even look at her but also sneered and showed him his true face. They locked her up in the house and set it on fire. “Help me...” came the faint whisper as she looked up at the man towering above her. “Anyt... I’ll give anything in return...please...” She passed out. "Sir, what should we do?" the driver asked. The man who had been seated at the back seat got out of the car and walked towards her. "Don't regret what you have said when you wake up!" Rhiannon Sander had to keep her word as she vowed to make the scumbags regret everything they did to her!

Strange talk, a strange thing that uses cognition as food, information as weapon, and information as currency. They are neither living nor dead, existing in the lore of men, living in the shadows of the world. "Does this mean that I will become a monster?" In ancient times, they were worshiped as gods and powerful according to their beliefs. "Then I am a god!" In ancient times, they were feared as monsters and fed on fear. "I will become the master of ghost stories!" But under the scouring of the times, they gradually disappeared, leaving only paragraphs of texts that were regarded as nonsense. "It is my duty to recast the glory of the ghost story." But you are not a ghost story, um, not a human being either. "Well, it's considered a success if you become a monster." (china novel not mine. repost)

I woke up in the body of a villainess destined to die miserably—the adopted heiress about to be disowned for a crime she didn’t commit. But I have two advantages the original Cassandra never had: I’ve read this novel before. And a mysterious System just offered me impossible paths to success. They call me a villain? Perfect. I’ll be the villain who conquers the world. With an Angelic Voice, songs from another universe no one here has heard, and pure determination, I’ll completely rewrite my destiny—one viral hit at a time. The protagonist can collect his harem. I’ll build my empire. After all, revenge isn’t a dish served cold. It’s served on stages, with millions watching.

Within a single speck of infinity, there exists a race unlike any other. Their skin is blue, and not a single hair grows upon their bodies. Towering in stature, they carry enormous bags slung across their shoulders. Since ancient times, these beings have been known as the Faters. They are said to be the ones who steal the fate of humans, but that is only half the truth. The real truth is that they do not steal fate at all. They trade for it. The Faters grant humans immeasurable power, and in exchange, they take their fate. Yet for several centuries, they have vanished from sight. Some believe their god struck the Faters down and wiped them from existence. Others believe they still dwell in some forgotten corner of the world, patiently waiting for the end of humanity. And it seems that humanity's downfall may finally be approaching. A century ago, the Moralin Empire was attacked by strange creatures. Beings nurtured by black power and raised in colorlessness. Humanity calls these formless creatures Malus. This new species has pushed mankind to the brink of extinction. Humans now live within caves and beneath the earth. But then, one day, something happens that humanity never could have imagined. Amidst all of this, a new man opens his eyes in that world. He awakens within the body of someone who has already died. Yet this life is far from easy for Arya. To survive it, he must wager something of immense importance. He must wager his fate. In return, he gains the power of vibrant colors. He gains the power of music — a power that will transform him into a renowned violinist and become the key to humanity's future.

Some say that officialdom is a game of power, full of deception and scheming, more sinister than the underworld. Liu Fusheng believes that officialdom is a game of emotion and law, black and white, truth and lies, and is the righteous path of the world. In his previous life, he was submissive and only sought stability, but was framed and died in depression. In his new life, he ...

A scientist have successfully invented a portal to another world. What would his story be like?

In a world divided by hate,control,and segregation. Who will rise up and defend the weak? Save the poor? Dethrone the government? Abi is only trying to be a good girl for mother. Will she betray her teachings? Will she join the rebellion? With her crazy vision and words from friends, she is more confused then ever. No longer care free or full of ignorance. Will Abi stand by and do nothing?

Efforts and success in human welfare

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.