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Roy was just a 29-year-old corporate worker who spent his days and nights struggling to make ends meet, sometimes even taking part-time jobs. His life was a routine cycle of commuting between his small apartment and his workplace. The only moments of peace he had were the quiet hours spent playing with his pet cat, Ricky. But everything changed when Roy suddenly found himself stranded in a land that looked as if it had come straight out of a fantasy world. Alone in an unfamiliar place where monstrous creatures roam the wild, survival is no longer a matter of overtime and deadlines. Will Roy be able to survive in this unknown land… when the monsters are eager to have a taste of his flesh? Discord: https://discord.gg/hJyR9Hhr https://linktr.ee/gautam_ryusel

A thousand years ago, the Tower of Origins descended upon Verterra, and the Myriad Races invaded. Humanity was forced into a dark age of survival, fighting countless battles just to earn a place among the races. Generation after generation, heroes shed their blood climbing the Tower, all to secure humanity's future. According to historical statistics, humanity gives birth to a Dawnbearer once every century. Now, as the thousandth year arrives, countless hopes are placed on the next generation. Seeking the power to fight for humanity's future, Aryan steps into the Tower Of Origins. But instead of awakening a legendary talent, he receives the seemingly worthless F-Rank Talent : Myriark Records. [Ding! You have slain 100 Blood Monsters and acquired the A-Rank Skill: Blood Contract!] [Ding! You have defeated 10 A-Rank Bosses. Myriark Records has evolved to S-Rank!] F-Rank Talent? Aryan crushes the geniuses of powerful races beneath his feet, shatters the pride of royal bloodlines, and rises against the rulers of the Tower itself. Three Holy Clans? Seven Royal Clans? As long as he stands, no race will ever oppress humanity again. With the blood of the Myriad Races, he will forge the staircase to godhood, ascend beyond the heavens, and lead humanity to the summit of the Tower of Origins. Who says an F-Rank Talent cannot defy the heavens and slay gods?

The Vampyre who would bring death to an old enemy, the witches has just found his true love as decreed in the prophesy but the recent animal attacks have left the kingdom in a state of confusion. Was their old enemy the witches planning something terrible against them?. While all of these is going on, Franco is enthralled by his prey Alaska, he can hardly take his eyes off her and the gods forbid that he wanted to. He wanted her up against the walls, his fangs deep in her throat tasting her and his hands roaming her very pretty body but is that what she wanted? Alaska could hardly take a breath around Franco without imagining how his mouth would feel on her nipples and what it would feel like to be bitten by him, he was her captor but also her true love if only he would look beyond his hate for red haired women for she did not have long in this world, your curse was going to kill her

an evil man is brought to a bright , niave and innocent world.

Hikayemizin baş kahramanı olan Kael, ailesine yapılan lanet üzerine çok sıkı ve zorlu çalışmalardan sonra lanetin kaynağını ve çözümünü bulmaya gider. Ama lanet yüzünden zayıftır bu yüzden gücünü arttıracak ekipmana ihtiyacı vardır. Bununla lanetini bir nebze olsun azaltıp ailesinin lanetini bozmaya çalışacaktır. Acaba Kael bu zorlu dünyada hayatta kalabilecek mi?

She woke up with blood on her hands. A dead child beside her. No memory of how she got there. No explanation for the three hours she'd lost. Only a voice — cold, patient, impossibly familiar — speaking from somewhere inside her own mind. His name is Veyran. He has existed for two centuries. He has destroyed seventeen hosts before her. Aria should be the eighteenth. She isn't. Something about her is different — something that makes Veyran slow down instead of consume. Something that a hunter named Theron recognizes as dangerous. Something that an ancient man named Aldric has been waiting for. Now hunted by an organization that believes all hosts must be eliminated, Aria must learn to hold the line between herself and the darkness inside her — before Veyran decides she's worth keeping. Or worse. Before she decides the same about him.

Vexx looked around and saw nothing exept darkness. After a while Vexx saw a message in front of him [Welcome Vexx would you like to accept the challenge to inherit the Dark Tyrants lineage] Vexx looked down and saw that he had nothing to live for. He had no familly no Soulabillity no Friends "Yes!" After that his life whould change but he culden't tell if it was better or worse.

Attenårige Ruelle Belmont har lært at være nyttig og taknemmelig, for i hendes familie gives kærlighed kun til dem, der fortjener den. Da hendes fars gæld bliver umulig at indfri, sendes hun til Sexton, en prestigefyldt vampyrinstitution, der accepterer ét menneske fra hver husstand. Men Sexton er ikke et sted for et menneske. Inden for dets mure er mennesker ikke studerende. De er Grundlinger, værdsat for deres blod og hvor let de kan knækkes. Gunst er valuta, og grusomhed er underholdning. Og at fejle betyder at blive solgt. Ruelle opdager hurtigt, at den kolde og farlige fuldblod, hun engang krydsede veje med, også er her. Værre endnu, hun tvinges til at dele værelse med ham, da hun bliver jaget af et par vampyrinder. Lucian Slater holder øje med hende lidt for tæt for en mand, der hævder at foragte mennesker. Men da Sextons rovdyr begynder at cirkle om hende, er det ham, der træder til for at hjælpe hende. Og for første gang i sit liv lærer Ruelle noget, hun aldrig var bestemt til at tro på. At hun måske er værd at begære. Og på Sexton er det at være eftertragtet det farligste af alt. ——————— Klokken slog midnat, da Ruelle hørte ekkoet af fodtrin. Hun spændte, og de fine hår på hendes nakke rejste sig i den kølige natteluft. "Du burde ikke være her," hviskede Ruelle, hendes stemme en forpustet mumlen. Silhuetten trådte endelig frem i måneskinnet, hans mørkerøde øjne iagttog hende, og hans kulsorte hår blafrede. "Burde jeg ikke?" Hans stemme var en mørk kærtegnelse, og hun stod der, fanget af den fare, han udstrålede som en parfume. "Jeg har ikke set dig de sidste to dage," lød hans stemme lavt. Hans hånd rakte ud, og fingrene strøg mod silken på hendes natkjole, fulgte den skælvende kontur af hendes kraveben. "Fortæl mig, undgik du mig, eller måske... overvejede du andre tilbud?" Ruelle hjerte galoperede, hendes åndedrag var overfladiske. Hun erklærede: "Jeg tilhører ikke nogen.” "En dristig påstand," mumlede han, hans ånde en pirrende kølighed mod hendes hud, da han lænede sig ind. "Alligevel står du her, med en galoperende puls, din krop spændt som i forventning om min berøring." Hans fingre greb om hendes hage og vippede hendes ansigt op mod sit. Måneskinnet fangede hans øjne og afslørede et glimt af en rovdyrs hensigt. "Eller skal jeg minde dig om, hvis berøring du i virkeligheden tørster efter?"

Reborn alongside her son, Chen Xiaobao, Chen Momo learns from the mistakes of her past life and starts a frantic hoarding spree. To survive, the mother-and-son duo each put their skills to use in the apocalypse. The lively little Chen Xiaobao quickly wins everyone's heart, and Chen Momo finds love of her own in the apocalypse too...

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.