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"You are the most beautiful Konoha girl I have ever seen." "There seem to be stars in your eyes." "Can you teach me Konoha ninjutsu?" "The child is my gift to you." "Can you give me the tailed beast?" "There is something going on in Kumogakure, I have to go back first." ………… Good news, after crossing over, you will be an Uchiha, and you will be given a Sharingan at the beginning. After reaching the maximum level, you will attack in Gundam form! Bad news, this blood is not pure, and it still has half of the blood of the Night Moon Clan of the Hidden Cloud Village. Fortunately, the entry system has been awakened. In order to survive, Qingsi can only carry out the evil will. [The Art of Speaking: What you say is more convincing] [Strong body: Your endurance is endless. ] "The will of black fire is also the will of fire!" "This is Konoha, you are the ones who should get out!"

Cuando Zack Reed declaró sus sentimientos por la atractiva nueva estudiante, todos esperaban que yo tuviera un arrebato emocional y creara un alboroto. Sin embargo, no estaba por ningún lado, incluso después de que su confesión terminara. Sin que Zack lo supiera, en realidad estaba en la habitación de su compañero, vistiendo su sudadera con capucha y preguntando con exasperación: "He empapado tu cama. ¿Dónde dormirás esta noche?" Simón Yates apartó la mirada, su garganta moviéndose visiblemente mientras me pasaba una toalla. "Sécate el pelo primero. Cambiaré la ropa de cama antes de que descanses". Zack planeaba revelar sus sentimientos a esa bonita estudiante de intercambio. Había instruido a todos que me lo ocultaran. Pero desconocía que algunas personas chismosas no pudieron resistirse y ya me habían informado. Era de conocimiento común que yo tenía sentimientos por Zack e imaginaba un futuro con él. Esta vez, parecía que Zack estaba completamente enamorado de esa chica. La gente anticipaba que me pondría histérica, lloraría y crearía un espectáculo. Todos disfrutan presenciando cómo se desarrolla tal drama romántico. Todos estaban anticipando mi colapso emocional y mi prisa por interrumpir la situación. Sin embargo, para su decepción, incluso después de la exitosa confesión de Zack, yo no había aparecido. La multitud de espectadores, tres filas de profundidad, comenzó a perder entusiasmo. Incluso la expresión de Zack carecía de mucha felicidad. Abrazó a su nueva novia y revisó su teléfono. No había llamadas ni mensajes entrantes.

Frederick se despierta en un enigmático cuarto blanco, desprovisto de ventanas o detalles. Un silencio sepulcral envuelve el espacio, interrumpido solo por el latido de su propio corazón. Sin recuerdos de cómo llegó hasta aquí, un profundo sentimiento de inquietud se apodera de él. Atrapado entre sus estudios, tareas y responsabilidades, Frederick anhelaba un respiro de la ajetreada rutina. Quizás fue ese mismo anhelo lo que lo condujo a este lugar, donde sus deseos más profundos se verían superados por un don extraordinario. De repente, su mente se inunda con un torrente de información, abarcando el pasado, presente y futuro de la Tierra. Es como si el conocimiento del universo se hubiera volcado en su conciencia. El peso de esta omnisciencia amenaza con aplastarlo. Las visiones del futuro lo atormentan, privándolo de la capacidad de disfrutar del presente. Los horrores del pasado se graban en su mente, inundándolo de una angustia que parece no tener fin. Ahora se encuentra en una encrucijada: ¿usará este poder para el bien de la humanidad, o sucumbirá a la tentación de un dominio sin límites? Las respuestas a este misterio podrían cambiar el curso de su vida y el mundo que conoce. ¿Quién lo ha elegido para recibir este don y con qué propósito? Frederick deberá encontrar la fortaleza para resistir las fuerzas que lo empujan hacia la perdición, o de lo contrario, podría perecer bajo el peso de su propia omnisciencia.

Hola, soy nuevo en este tipo de cosas y la verdad es que la obra apenas la empecé ayer. Si tienen críticas o algunas sugerencias la verdad se los agradecería, apenas tengo 16 así que no importa si son duros, con eso se aprende. Por cierto, si quieren que cambie los nombres de los personajes por otros lo haré con gusto.

Jack woke up starting his new mourning with a stomachache. In the bathroom jack then receves a message. "Residents of New York: Your king has been selected. His game has been chosen. All residents of New York must survive the game. Losing results in elimination.”

Ume và Murata sinh ra ở một vùng nông thôn bình thường tại Nhật Bản. Vào một ngày mùa hè năm lớp 10, Murata đột nhiên biến mất không một dấu vết, cảnh sát cũng hoàn toàn không có chút thông tin gì về vụ việc này . Ume không thể chấp nhận được sự trống vắng đột ngột này, nên tâm lý đã rơi vào khủng hoảng trong thời gian dài. Vào một ngày mùa xuân, Murata bất ngờ trở về. Mặc dù tin tốt là Murata đã trở về, nhưng Ume hiện tại đã không còn vui vẻ, hoạt bát như những ngày trước khi Murata mất tích trở về. Sau đó là vô số sự kiện kì lạ xảy ra liên tục tại vùng nông thôn này, Ume đã biết được sự thật nhưng vẫn luôn giấu nhẹm đi. Sự thật là Murata đã không hề trở về, đó chỉ là một Murata nhưng hoàn toàn xa lạ.

Một ngày sau đám cưới không lâu, hai người rảnh rỗi nghỉ ngơi ở nhà. Lục Dao chỉ vào tiểu hoa đán đang nổi trênti vi mà nói, “Anh thấy cô ấy xinh không?” Người nào đó đang vùi đầu xem hồ sơ vụ án ngẩng đầu liếc mắt, đáp có lệ, “Cũng không tệ.” Lục Dao quay đầu nhìn cô tiểu hoa đán nọ trên ti vi, mỉm cười, “Mũi lộ xương, môi mỏng xám xịt. Cô gái này... KHẮC CHỒNG.” Người nào đó đánh hơi thấy mùi ghen tuông, đặt hồ sơ xuống nhìn Lục Dao, “Yên tâm, dù em có khắc chồng, anh cũng cho em khắc... Em định khắc thế nào? Lấy nhu thắng cương à?” Lục Dao đỏ mặt quay đầu.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!