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Un reality show de supervivencia intergaláctica. ¿ESTÁS. LISTO?! Grey no lo estaba. No cuando ya tenía un cuchillo clavado en las tripas. Estaba aún menos listo cuando se despertó con una fuerte sensación de deja vu y el tiempo había retrocedido al inicio de su pesadilla. Y de alguna manera, estaba incluso menos listo que eso cuando volvió a ocurrir. Y otra vez. Grey estaba atrapado en un bucle temporal, asfixiado por los Productores que insistían en pintarlo como un loco exhibicionista, y rodeado de monstruos y traidores en cada esquina. Por desgracia, los brazos robóticos que debían aplicarle su Traje Nexis al principio de cada bucle no dejaban de fallar, por lo que no podía interactuar con el sistema de los Juegos Genesis. Sin sistema. Sin estadísticas. Sin recompensas. Al diablo si no se meaba sobre cada una de sus tumbas. [Advertencia. Gesto obsceno detectado] [Esta es tu primera advertencia. Si hay una segunda--] "¡JÓDANSE!" [Iniciando Prometeo...] [Bienvenido a Marco Titán]

Eu morri uma vez. Fui apedrejada até a morte por uma multidão porque uma garota bonita com uma auréola de heroína ficou com ciúmes da minha utilidade. A última coisa que ouvi foi a confissão dela... foi ela quem abriu os portões para deixar os zumbis entrarem e colocou a culpa em mim. Foi algo realmente tocante. A próxima coisa que soube foi que acordei em um pijama de seda com uma segunda chance. A questão de saber que o apocalipse está chegando é a seguinte: você se prepara. Esvaziei supermercados, roubei armas, enchi um armazenamento espacial com suprimentos suficientes para sobreviver ao fim do mundo. Também aprendi minha lição sobre poderes — eles drenam sua força vital, e não vou morrer duas vezes pelo privilégio de lançar vinhas por aí. Então, fiquei em casa na mansão que dividia com meu tutor e o chefe de segurança dele. Mas decidi seguir o último conselho que recebi na minha vida anterior: 'Fique em casa.' Feito. Não vou a lugar nenhum e ninguém vai conseguir me mover se eu não quiser. Infelizmente para mim, roubei a coisa errada nesta vida, e agora tenho outros dois homens na minha casa que acham que não sei o que estou fazendo. Quatro homens... um tutor bilionário, seu chefe de segurança, um negociante de armas e seu executor silencioso... todos tentaram me convencer a evacuar. Quando isso não funcionou, eles tentaram ir embora sem mim. Engraçado como as coisas funcionam quando você percebe que a única coisa estável em um mundo em colapso não vai se mexer. De repente, os planos de evacuação deles não importam mais. De repente, eles também vão ficar. Não estou aqui para salvar ninguém. Não sou a heroína. Sou apenas uma mulher que já sobreviveu a isso uma vez, e não estou interessada em repetir meus erros. Mas sobrevivência? Essa é a minha especialidade. E, pelo visto, sou a deles também, quer eu goste ou não.

They don't know of each other's existence, despite that they share one ultimate goal, kill the one person who split them. But if they meet will they show hostility towards one another or will they become allies? Original work of SLOTH_LUCCI

Nefertary is a 17-year-old, multimillionaire, and very popular girl at her school, Alpin Beau Soleil in Switzerland, who hides her true personality. Being the perfect, flawless girl - not even her only friend, Lucia, really knows her. Her mother always demands that she hide who she truly is. After her father's death, two boys come into her life: Mathias and Michael. Only one of them truly knows her, knows her darkest secrets, while the other just plays at releasing the monster... not knowing he might get trapped in the game. If you enter her life, you need to know - you'll only leave dead. Who will regret stepping into Nefertary Ibagon's world? Because you have to be insane to survive in it...

Mireya is a court spy who can steal sound. Stellan is a monster hunter who can see magic pulsing under skin. After a palace blast, their senses fuse—she sees through his eyes and feels his pain; he hears through her ears and tastes what she tastes. Now the palace wants them retrieved alive… because their “curse” isn’t an accident. It’s a blueprint. Hunted by altered beasts, trapped between duty and desire, and forced to trust the one person who can ruin them, they race to save Stellan’s sister—before the Crown turns their bond into a weapon meant to be bound… and bred.

Seven years ago, Ava Sutton lost her sight saving her future husband, Blake Covington, from an avalanche in Aspen. Seven years later, Blake had his mistress, Sienna, living under the same roof. Every night, after tucking Ava into bed, he would slip away to the other woman's room. Even their daughter, Maya, secretly called Sienna "Mom." What they didn't know was that Ava's sight had already returned. And she was planning her escape, ready to burn it all to the ground.

"Hawking under this hot sun is my only source of survival. I pray not to end up selling nothing today like yesterday." Jack mumbled as sweat dripped down his cheeks. It all started with a love story. Jack, a poor teenager from a poor background, found true love in a billionaire's daughter, whose name is Kate. Both of them love each other but Kate's father was not in support of their relationship because of Jack's background. To worsen the whole thing, the president's son was trying to date Kate but she refused. Kate's father was supporting the president's son, instead because he was from a wealthy family, unlike Jack. Kate never loved the president's son. Do you know why? Because he is a womanizer, who never came for a serious relationship and Kate's father failed to see that. As life goes on, the unexpected happens. Jack lost his parents. Everything in this life became meaningless to him. Life challenged him to rise and work hard. Life was so unbearable that he almost gave up on everything. At times life serves him stones as a meal. He struggles with life, hoping for a better tomorrow. Can Jack achieve his dreams after all these obstacles? Note: Jack's father and the president's son are bearing the same name, for a reason you will know while reading the book. The cover photo is not mine. Thank you for checking my book. Take a glass of juice and enjoy this book. Love y'all.

A dwarf who was born into an imperial family through whom the decades' prophecy that a king would rule the world would be fulfilled. Forthwith he was born, he was bestowed the symbol (sacred sword) of his destiny. The hatred of the world went after his life, but what does fate hold for him?

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.