targeted therapy success stories

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'S NOT MY STORY I TRANSLATE THIS NOVEL BECAUSE RECENTLY I LIKE QUICK TRANSMIGRATION NOVEL AND IN WEBNOVEL APP THIS CAN'T FIND SO I WANT TO SHARE WITH YOU Little four: Your task is to fulfill the original wish, to care for the big brother, avoid suffering, avoid drifting away, avoid blackening, warm him, and love him . Su Qiao: Oh, understand, grab him, hide him, and then photograph him with a warm baby. But… it didn’t feel very dark, but rather a little cute. How did you feel fat? Xiao Sier: Hmph, host, you are still too young. The big man looked bloodthirsty and stared at Xiao Si: Who are you humming? Want to shit? later…… Su Qiao wanted to cry without tears: Xiaosi, help! I will never hate you anymore! The little four shivered, turned around and fled: Host, don’t persuade, show your courage, let’s roll up our sleeves and do it

By day, Joon-ho runs a discreet, high-end massage clinic in Seoul, specializing in pain relief and body alignment. But behind the soundproof doors, his true gift lies in reading the deepest cravings of the women who walk through his door—and giving their bodies exactly what they need. From overworked executives to national celebrities, no woman leaves untouched—or unchanged. When Harin, his former campus crush turned office worker, reenters his life, one night of pleasure turns into something far more dangerous: connection, obsession, and a partnership that blurs every boundary between business, pleasure, and possession. Now, she’s not just in his bed. She’s in his clinic. His lap. His world. And she wants to watch everything.

(Mountain hunting + Animals + Rural Daily Life + Light Livestreaming + Farm Construction + Relaxed) Offline: "Who in Changbai Mountain doesn't know that this leopard is my underling? Ask anyone, they all know!" Livestream: "Let me make it clear beforehand, I have absolutely no ties with this leopard." "It approached me on its own." "I'm not familiar with it, really not familiar." "You guys are slandering me, you're slandering me!” Viewers watching the leopard cozying up to the streamer: "With both human and leopard as witnesses, you still want to deny it?" "Go on, we're listening."

How does it feel to see a colorless world every day? That's how Catherine felt through her eyes. She is a strong-willed 25-year-old girl who never shows her weakness to other people. She lost her ability to see color ever since being slapped by her father. Her soul was shaken. Her heart hated the beauty her father showed before her mother was gone. Catherine thought that her life would continue to be trapped in the black and white world until one day, someone came into her life to give her some colors. He is Vincent, a thirty-two-year man, the son of a wealthy family. His presence gradually colored Catherine's world. Time continues to flow; the lovebirds finally tied the rope of love but suddenly... Vincent avoids Catherine? What happened to him? Why did he go away from Catherine? Could it have something to do with Catherine's mother's death? Catherine, who is finding out the truth behind Vincent's attitude.... surprisingly, meets her twin brother, someone she never knew before! Moreover, her twin brother is the sole heir of one of the influential figures in this country. Was everything she knew a lie? Even her identity? Who is she really? Is it true that Vincent caused the death of her mother? Would the two lovebirds reunite after learning the truth? Or will the past grudges separate them? Expert: "I think white suits you best." The topic of color discussion was quite sensitive for Cathy, who cannot distinguish colors. But why did she feel calm when Vincent said it? "Why?" "Because only white could affect other colors while no color could affect it. For me, you are like that too." "I am?" "Hm. You never let other people influence you while you can easily influence others. You could make others happy, sad, or excited with you." "I'm not like that." "It's like that for me. Besides," he lowered his head to close the gap between them. "When you wear a white dress like this, you look mesmerizing like an angel descend to me." Cathy: *blush* *** A year later, Before the kidnapper could see her, Cathy's arm had been pulled into a room concealed by a safe. Her mouth was sealed by a big hand, and her body was held tightly by a muscular arm. Cathy tried to struggle to break free. She felt unfortunate, as scary things always happened to her. Even though she was only a weak, fragile average girl, she was ready to fight to survive. "Shh, don't move." whispered the person who caught her, making Cathy froze. This voice... the fresh fragrant she smelled from the hand that was covered her mouth… Vincent!? *** Come to talk to me in https://discord.gg/a7ypnYw7TF *** Second Identity series: My Only Love: The Targeted Heiress (complete) The Flame Queen and Her Sly Lover (complete) Ice Prince: Rewrite the star (new) Watch Out, Dad! Mom's Here To Kill You! (coming soon) The Heir's Beloved Is Not A Human (coming soon) The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!? (ongoing) Each book can stand alone, but it will be more fun if you read it all. If you want to read unique fantasy realm, feel free to check my other work called Elementalist: Time Controllers Or some thrilled a cross-dressing and funny scene where FL disguised as a teenage boy, check out 'The Prodigy Boy Is Actually A 25 Old Girl!?' *the cover isn't mine so the credit belongs to the owner* Join me in IG @vorstinstory or my discord server https://discord.gg/a7ypnYw7TF Support: paypal.me/vorstinstory

Synopsis I, The Demon Lord, Am Being Targeted by My Female Disciples! Bai Feng transmigrated into an ancient chinese style dating game and became the Demon Lord, Bai Qingling. The Bai Qingling in the game is cold-hearted and ruthless. In order to seek immortality, he cultivates the Path of Gu, makes human puppets, and does all kinds of evil. What’s even more hateful is that his three stunning female disciples he regards as pawns, are the villain bosses in the game’s “Pure Love” and “Evil Fall” routes! In such a desperate situation, let’s see how Bai Feng can turn the tables with the [Great Love System]! ---- I update this novel 2 times a day! ---- The cover is not mine it is from drakescans who made a manhua of this novel. Check them out on https://drakecomic.com/!

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."

Blanca Frostine transmigrated into the very beast-world novel she’d been reading. Great. Fantastic. Even better? This world had a massive problem. In this empire, beastmen suffered from a condition called Hysteria. When their emotions spiked, they lost control and turned into rampaging monsters. When their emotions dipped too low, they reverted into small, helpless beast cubs. Therapy existed, technically, in the form of rare energy stones—but there was a catch. The stones only worked if they were hand-carved into the exact animal form of the beastman. The more realistic the sculpture, the stronger the calming effect. The more lifelike the carving, the more times it could be reused. Which was where Blanca’s luck kicked in. In her previous life, she’d been a legendary sculptor—wealthy, talented, and famously difficult to deal with. Her works were so vivid they felt like they were breathing. People waited months just to beg for a commission, and because she had zero patience for nonsense, the art world had crowned her with a fitting title: The Sculptress. So when Blanca realized she could carve energy stones better than anyone in this world, romance was not her first concern. Powerful beast husbands? Fated mates? Tragic, handsome generals with emotional damage? She waved all of it away. “I’ll date later,” she decided calmly. “After I get rich.” And so, instead of a love story, she opened a shop. A small, suspiciously low-effort store suddenly appeared on the Regional Network, selling palm-sized sculptures carved with terrifying realism. Just looking at the screen was enough to calm raging emotions. The empire lost its mind overnight. Orders flooded in. Nobles panicked. The military took notes. Unfortunately, the shop owner was… Lazy, sharp-tongued, and deeply uninterested in customer satisfaction. “No rush orders.” “No refunds.” “Stop messaging me at 3 a.m.” “And stop flirting in the reviews.” Still, her sculptures sold out within seconds. What Blanca didn’t expect was the growing number of powerful beastmen who began appearing in her life—each claiming they just needed emotional treatment, each lingering a little too long, each staring at her hands like they were something far more dangerous than weapons. After all, in an empire full of beasts who lost control when their emotions ran wild, Blanca Frostine was the only one who could calm them with a touch. And while she kept insisting she wasn’t interested in love— Love, unfortunately, seemed very interested in her. “Screw finding a husband,” Blanca thought, carving another masterpiece. “…Why do they keep lining up anyway?”

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%.”