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Six years ago, she signed the ten-month agreement with all her sorrows, and as agreed, she received the down payment. But when the agreed time came, the buyer did not show up to claim the 'treasure'. What was going on? Six years later, her precious son surprisingly told her, "Mommy, people might wear the same clothes or drive the same car, but I met someone today who actually has the same face as me! Can you believe it?" "Don't talk nonsense, how could someone look exactly like you?" Her son, dissatisfied, pulled his friend out. "Don't you believe me? Just take a look!" Lin Xiangwan took a glance, then, thud, she fainted, collapsing onto the ground. Who on earth... is this...?

Jiang Xun was transmigrated as a cannon fodder. Her mother died when she was young, her stepmother schemes against her, and her father abandoned her in a village. But Jiang Xun didn’t panic, and she was a person who always won by virtue. Thieves would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll change careers!" Thugs would say, "Stop hitting me, I’ll return the money!" At the Jiang family banquet, guests were watching her every move, waiting for her to make a fool of herself. “I heard that she’s been living in the village for eleven years and has a country bumpkin-like feel to her. If I were the Jiang family, I wouldn't risk her embarrassing me by letting her attend." Mr. Jiang said to her, "Stay behind your mother and don’t speak lest you embarrass yourself." Her stepmother nodded. "The Qin family’s patriarch, Qin Mufeng is noble, benevolent, and abstinent. Don’t even think about someone like him; he's completely out of your league.” Sure. She didn’t intend to marry into a rich family anyway. She just wanted to beat up the man in the rumors. But why was this man following her around all day every day?

"I turned into a young dragon and was captured and raised by an Evil Dragon. As we spent more time together, I noticed that the way the Evil Dragon looked at me started to become increasingly odd. It seemed... he was raising me as if I were his wife!" Princess Lucia, transformed into a young dragon, wrote down her discovery with trembling hands in her notebook. —————— Recently, the Evil Dragon Lance had a particular obsession, hoping to get the young dragon he picked up to call him "Daddy."

He pinched her nose and that made Song Dei Si snapped back to reality. “Hey!” Song Dei Si put a mock on her face as she looked at Yan Mor Tee. "Earthcalling Song Dei Si. Are you back from Milkyway?" Yan Mor Tee's handsome face was grinning at the woman whose eyebows were knitted next to each other. "A penny for your thought?" He asked and gave her a concerned look. Song Dei Si gave him a survey look at this time. When she looked at him that way, he always felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but looked away from her gaze. "I need your help" she said in a low voice. He looked back at Song Dei Si's tiny yet beautiful face and asked "What is it?" "I need to get pregnant soon" she said nervously. "So how can I be of help?" He asked. Puzzled. "Be the father of my child." Upon hearing her answer, he can't help but burst out laughing. *********** IMPORTANT NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Cover photo not mine. CTTO. This is an original story and updates are only being uploaded in Webnovel. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form without the author’s consent. Thank you. Join me in my discord channel :) https://discord.gg/wbdZEM

"What if I say it's too risky?" she asked. "Then I will respond with—you are worth every risk," he smiled. ... With a troubled past and financial issues, Maxim Warner never had it easy. Coming a long way from a small town, he never stopped despite the hurdles thrown his way. Charming and aloof, now the hotshot neurosurgeon has no use for emotions and even less use for love. However, things get twisted when he takes a familiar blonde as his tenant despite the jarring red flags in his mind. She is the same woman who once held his heart within her grasp. But she crushed it back then and he would be damned if he let her do it again. He would be a good friend to her. Nothing more. End of the story. Diana Chen, an American-Chinese heiress finds her life flipping upside down when she holds an infant in her arms. A tiny life that she is supposed to protect now but it comes at the expense of everything she has. Nevertheless, on the worst day of her life, she moves to another country and decides to start a new life. And probably it is a good sign that her new house owner is a familiar face. "Oh my god, Warner, I almost didn't recognize you!" She ruffled his hair but unlike how he used to laugh or blush in the past, he did not react and the atmosphere suddenly felt strained. Let her take it back. The new house owner being a familiar face is making things awkward because the broody neurosurgeon might not be the beautiful boy with haunted dark eyes she used to know once. He is a man now... mysterious and stunning with eyes that strangely smolder her. And she is beginning to feel things that she should not feel for him. God, is it too late to find rent somewhere else? Maxim has yet to get over what the young Diana did to him while Diana has a baby to raise in her penniless state. Amidst this, the last thing they want is to look at each other across the dining table like the world lacks oxygen and their mouths are the only strategy for survival. When the thin string of patience snapped, she made a proposal, "Take all my firsts," As he looked at her in stunned silence, she continued, "I want you to take all my firsts. If you can't, then I can go find someone who will—" her words were lodged back in her throat by his consequent actions. _ When the mysteries from the past unveil themselves gradually, will the two be able to get over their differences and own up to their feelings? Or will it be the final 'The End' for them this time?

Celeste Hartwell was raised as a rich family’s precious only daughter—until her eighteenth birthday party exposed the truth. She was not the real heiress. Celeste expected the real daughter, Mara Vale, to hate her, humiliate her, and take everything back. Instead, Mara quietly insisted that Celeste stay because the Hartwell mansion was still her home too. When others bully Celeste for being the fake heiress, Mara protects her. When Celeste’s fiancé tries to switch his attention to Mara, Mara throws him away without mercy. No matter how badly Celeste behaves, Mara refuses to abandon her. Celeste should be relieved. So why does her heart race every time Mara gets close? She is straight… right?

The once lazy and complacent Michael has finally found something worth getting serious for. Gifted in gathering herbs, as long as it doesn't interfere with his midday nap. One fateful night Michael's world is turned upside down as he hurries home from the mountains after a day of picking herbs. His hometown village is engulfed in flames and laid to waste, his family members reduced to charred meat. Chasing revenge, Michael must overcome all obstacles and become an exalted cultivator to avenge his family. The only keepsakes remaining are an old pendant and dilapidated cultivation technique passed down from his ancestor. Michael's biggest problem on his road to revenge isn't lack of talent, nor lack of determination. "What the F***??, is this some kind of cruel joke?" "Where is my Qi???" His Qi keeps resetting. --------------- Taking a break for a little bit DISCLAIMER: This is my first contracted book with webnovel, and I am new to writing. In the beginning MC is a typical teenager, loud, childish, sometimes lazy, not taking things seriously, and sometimes haughty (even when he shouldn't be) etc. This may put some people off. However Michael eventually grows up, just like we all do. He's full of flaws and is not OP! at least in comparison to other novels. If you're looking for character development, I believe you'll find it here. I am also improving as a writer every day, so I apologise if anything is hard to read at the beginning. Thank you for reading and adding this to your collections, please feel free to comment on chapters and place your review. If you have any spare power stones please vote! Thanks, LeeroyCGNA

Lucien was the young master of a wealthy family, paralyzed since childhood. Aside from his inability to walk, he was perfectly content with his life. However, upon reaching adulthood, Lucien discovered another glaring flaw in his existence. Because he lacked all sensation in his lower half, he was deprived of the sheer bliss typically experienced by the bottoms so vividly described in novels. That was until the day Lucien was suddenly pulled into a bizarre system. It promised that if he helped complete its missions and gathered enough points, it would heal his legs. Better yet, it would fulfill his dream of finding a husband to dote on him and let him thoroughly experience the ultimate pleasures of the bedroom. Finding the offer far too tempting to resist, Lucien agreed. Just like that, the system dragged him into its universe. A greedy secondary lead, a money-grubbing secondary lead, a vicious secondary lead... romance, boys' love, and even girls' love. The system's universe was incredibly diverse. Lucien figured it was fine. They were merely missions, and once he finished them, he could wash his hands of the whole thing. He could handle it all! That was, of course, until the original male lead pinned him to the bed and took him in every conceivable position, leaving Lucien utterly dizzy and disoriented. Wait, something wasn't right! Was this system actually an R-18 system?

Title: THE AETHER DIRGE: RESONANCE OF RUST ​Synopsis: ​"The empire doesn't run on steam. It runs on screams." ​In the soot-choked city of Arcadia, Julian Vane is just another gear in the machine—a mechanic struggling to survive under the crushing weight of debt and the shadow of the Iron Sovereign. But in the deep maintenance pits of Sector 7, a single touch changes everything. ​When a leak of raw Aether contacts his skin, the mechanical hum of the world is replaced by a terrifying symphony. The blue mist isn't fuel; it is a graveyard of souls. The "Aether Dirge"—the collective mourning of the dead trapped within the pipes—has finally found a witness. ​With his fingers turning to cold crystal and the voices of the forgotten echoing in his mind, Julian is thrust into a conspiracy that spans the Nine Rings. The Church calls it Paradise. The Government calls it Progress. But Julian knows the truth: the world is a prison, and the gods are the wardens. ​As the resonance of the dead grows louder, Julian must decide: will he keep the secret and survive, or will he become the spark that burns the empire to the ground? ​The Great Migration has begun. The dead are waking up. And the Center is calling. Original work by Void_Writer. All rights reserved. Any reproduction, adaptation, or derivative use without explicit permission is prohibited.

Becoming a Clan Master was supposed to be the ultimate early retirement plan. The strategy was flawless: buy a heavily fortified mansion, recruit a party of hyper-competent, over-enthusiastic teenagers—an immovable armored tanker, a battle-obsessed swordsman, a light-fingered thief, a talented younger mage with an attitude, and a dedicated elf healer—and let them clear the dungeons while sitting back to collect the passive income. There is just one major problem: everyone around him is completely misinterpreting the situation. When he refuses to leave his comfortable bed, his clan members reverently assume he is meditating to recover his strength from a top-secret, high-level dungeon raid he cleared solo. When he funnels massive bribes to government officials to cover up his blatant tax evasion, they interpret it as anonymous donations for the city's slums, accidentally turning him into a beloved saint among the poor. And when he sends his party on simple chore missions just to get them out of his hair, they assume it’s a grueling, high-stakes training regimen designed to break their limits—to the point where they solemnly write their wills before leaving. Every attempt to avoid manual labor is documented as an act of unfathomable, high-level tactical genius. Now, his certification level is skyrocketing to the highest ranks, and the Adventurer Association is forcing him to take command of deadly, impossible missions meant only for legendary heroes. Surrounded by a stubbornly loyal party that refuses to leave him alone, commoners who sing his praises, and an Association that refuses to let him quit, he must figure out how to survive the most dangerous threats in the world without actually lifting a finger. #accidentalmastermind #adventurer #mana #aura #princess #ltgsr