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Sydney Marin is a witch living in an Oodren city in a realm where all the paranormal creatures existed. All these years in her life she lived as a loner with her aunt Lydia who always protects her, never exposed her to others. On her 16th birthday, Sydney received to letter to join the sapphire academy and study with other witches, vampires, werewolf etc... She can't able to reject it. She escaped her house, joined the academy. Soon, she came to know more about her life, flack backs and she realised her life was a lie. She's not just a witch, she's something powerful and more than that... ..... Publisher：i&i Publisher

Sydney Marin is a witch living in an Oodren city in a realm where all the paranormal creatures existed. All these years in her life she lived as a loner with her aunt Lydia who always protects her, never exposed her to others. On her 16th birthday, Sydney received to letter to join the sapphire academy and study with other witches, vampires, werewolf etc... She can't able to reject it. She escaped her house, joined the academy. Soon, she came to know more about her life, flack backs and she realised her life was a lie. She's not just a witch, she's something powerful and more than that... ..... Publisher：i&i Publisher

Sydney Marin is on her way to hell to get back to her so-called Aunt Lydia. Can she successfully find her Aunt? Even if she found her, bringing her back to life is difficult. It always has consequences. Consequences that will bring misery to our lives. Can she do this in time all by herself and return to Slateville. Can she make-up with Jacen again or she's gonna end up alone? Every answer depends upon the time. 24 hours. Time is running. Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.... Publisher：i&i Publisher

Fin is an average office worker who unfortunately faces a 'bit' of misfortune one day. This leads to his reincarnation in a modern world with swords, magic, guilds and rankers. He realizes this might be his chance to fulfill his hunger for power. "In my previous life, I was just a pawn being played by Monsters who treats the world as a Chessboard. But this time, I will be a player too." "What if I fail? Well, that's fine too cause at least the loan sharks can't get me here bahahaha."

After getting chosen by an ancient sword young sixteen year old Hero Hudson gets involved in an old feud between the divines, the sword that has chosen him happens to be a dark sword called the Soul Reaper, as years have gone by the Soul Reaper had belonged to every different human being and has won many wars, battle and even conquered countries. As it's one of the most powerful and evil artefect to be ever created origin unknown but it's believed to resonate the archangel Michael's sword. Now Hero is recruited by a secret school that teaches archeology but not your ordinary archeology, these archeologists have abilities and their job is hunt and track down ancient artefacts like the Soul Reaper and protect them from the dark and great evil that no human is aware of. Now Hero's life is turned upside down as he face both the supernatural and the non supernatural for the sword he wields. While having his own dilemma with the sword itself. "Give into me boy, give me your soul and you shall reap the rewards of becoming a God". [New Webnovel] Your support would be much appreciated.

Once upon a time in a quaint little village nestled between rolling hills and a crystal-clear river, there lived a man named Claymore. He was a gentle soul with a heart as vast and warm as the summer sun that bathed the village in its golden embrace. Claymore was known far and wide for his unwavering kindness and willingness to help anyone in need. Claymore's days were spent tending to his modest farm, where he grew rows of vibrant sunflowers that danced in the breeze, and cultivated a small orchard of apple trees. His deep connection with the land and the creatures that roamed it was evident in the way he cared for his animals, his crops, and the environment around him. But what truly set Claymore apart was his extraordinary gift for storytelling. Every evening, the villagers would gather around a roaring fire, and Claymore would regale them with tales of adventure, love, and wonder. His words painted vivid images in their minds, and his stories transported them to far-off lands and enchanted realms. Claymore's stories had a magical quality that left his listeners spellbound, and he became a cherished figure in the village, the keeper of their dreams and the weaver of their fantasies. One summer's evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon and the sky turned into a canvas of oranges and pinks, Claymore shared a story that touched the hearts of everyone gathered around the fire. It was a tale of a lonely traveler who embarked on a journey to find the most beautiful thing in the world. Along the way, the traveler encountered hardships and obstacles, but he also met kind strangers who showed him the beauty of kindness and compassion. As Claymore reached the climax of his story, he looked around the circle of faces illuminated by the firelight and saw tears glistening in the eyes of the villagers. He knew that his stories had the power to heal hearts and inspire souls, and it was a gift he treasured deeply. But as the years passed, Claymore's own heart carried a hidden burden. He had loved and lost, and the memory of his beloved Eleanor haunted him like a shadow in the depths of his soul. Eleanor had been the love of his life, a radiant woman with a smile that could light up the darkest of nights. She had passed away many years ago, leaving Claymore with an emptiness that no story could fill. One autumn day, as the leaves fell from the trees and the air turned crisp, Claymore decided it was time to share one final story. He gathered the villagers one last time and told a tale of undying love, of a bond that transcended time and space. It was a story inspired by his own love for Eleanor, and as he spoke the final words, he felt a profound sense of closure and peace. The villagers applauded, their hearts touched by the depth of emotion in Claymore's storytelling. They realized that beneath his cheerful exterior was a man who had loved deeply and had carried that love with grace and dignity. As the years passed, Claymore's stories became legends in the village, passed down from generation to generation. The memory of the kind, storyteller with a heart full of love and a gift for weaving magic into words lived on, and the village continued to flourish, guided by the lessons of compassion and empathy Claymore had imparted through his stories. And so, the legacy of Claymore, the gentle farmer and master storyteller, lived on, reminding all who heard his tales that the most beautiful thing in the world was love, and it had the power to touch hearts and transform lives, just as it had done for him.

What’s that sound? Rain? The wind? Anna’s heart sinks when she realises it’s the shower running and Matilda’s no longer in bed. Today Matilda is leaving.<br><br>Bound for Sydney, Australia, Matilda’s starting the adventure of a lifetime. She’s planned it for years, long before she met Anna. Although a new relationship, Anna loves Matilda and the thought of never seeing her again is breaking her heart.<br><br>What should Anna do? Ask Matilda to stay? Or be selfless and let her go? Her head says one thing, her heart another.

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."