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A car accident changed my life completely, and a series of unexpected adventures followed one after another. A perfect exam score, mastery of lottery scratching, a basketball prodigy, or a swimming champion? No — I am omnipotent. -------------------------------------- Author’s/TL's Note: Thank you for reading my novel! Your votes, comments, and Golden Tickets keep this story alive. Your support means everything. Love the story? Show your support with Power Stones — every one of them fuels my motivation! Found a mistake or plot issue? Drop a comment — I’ll fix it ASAP! The cover art is AI-generated. ----------------------------------------- Dropping this one because the contract application got rejected. Anyone who wants the chapters to be updated, pls leave a review. I'll upload again. Thanks, and sorry to all the people who supported this. :)

The Oscar Gang is a group of teenagers who are trying to find their identity, the most comfortable home for some of its members. For them to go home when they received a relentless blow from God. Oscar Gang with a million stories and also wounds that never heal. There are Laskar and Sella with different beliefs and different tastes. There is Raka who will never get Rara’s love. And finally there are Irza and Jeri with all the regrets that bind them both. Will they be able to face the world with all its pain, or will retreating be the best solution for what is still a short journey? Who knows.

Jay had always seemed like an ordinary young man—an orphan, one day he got fired from his job and got dumped by his girlfriend . For making end meets he started as drivio driver .After his First ride he gets a negative review and at that moment he gets a system which gives him a lot of wealth and luxury and everything he needs. But was jay really an orphan or something mysterious was happening around him , read negative review system and read for yourself what Jay's story holds.

Kick success and inspiration to achieve dreams in youth this book tells the story of Dian Damayanti's life journey while studying in Indonesia with all the existing economic limitations. These conditions forced him to study while working, helping others without any reward, devoting himself to saving the lives of many people and becoming a member of the editorial board/ member of the review committee/ and international scientific and conference speaker. However, all of these conditions did not dampen the spirit of Dian Damayanti. This girl even dared to make a dream to achieve her dream of being a member of the editorial board/ member of the review committee/ and international scientific and conference speaker world class before she was 30 years old. The interesting things you will get include: how to have a positive mindset; why discipline and passion are needed at work; from where the journey to lofty ideals must begin; what is the right attitude in the face of failure; and what should be taken in order to get the dream in youth. Motivate all young people around the world to reach their dreams and aspirations at a young age and continue to pray, try and dare to take action and give the best sacrifice for God, family, especially mothers and fathers, friends, nation and country. As a member of the editorial board, review committee and speaker of research journals and international conferences in the current era of the covid19 pandemic, this is an action that I take to help others and distribute my knowledge for free to help the whole world during a crisis like this. My dream is to educate all the children of the nation around the world. I help voluntarily with the knowledge I have to educate all children in the world. With my knowledge to get mercy and blessings from God for me and my family. Contains school trips, life problems, efforts to solve, awards, and future hope.

Bazt West is the number one detective—brilliant, relentless… and secretly the most wanted killer: Smile X. Behind a mask of justice, he hides his true identity, solving cases with surgical precision to keep suspicion off his trail. Every case he cracks is the perfect alibi. Every clue that could expose him vanishes without a trace. But be warned… if anyone gets too close to the truth, they won’t live to tell the tale.

In my past life, my husband, Ricardo Whitman—a celebrated fintech prodigy on Wall Street—died from what was reported as “sudden anaphylactic shock” after a charity gala. What he left me, aside from a chasm of grief, was a massive two-and-a-half-million-dollar debt. For the sake of my son, Connor, who was still in high school, I sold my proudest creation—a penthouse loft I had designed myself. I moved into a basement in Brooklyn, working three part-time jobs a day to pay off what were supposedly "investment losses." The long-term mental stress and overwork took their toll. My body finally gave out, and I succumbed to illness in that squalid rented room. On my deathbed, I overheard my son, by then in college, on a video call. On the other end of the screen was his father, who was supposed to be dead. In that moment, the truth sliced open my heart like a scalpel. The so-called debt was nothing but a cryptocurrency money-laundering scheme orchestrated by Ricardo and his lover and business partner, Selina Ford. My husband had faked his death to pull a vanishing act. And my son, Connor, was a knowing accomplice from the very beginning. He watched as my life was drained away, all so he could one day inherit that ill-gotten wealth without any burdens. With a heart full of burning resentment, I took my last breath. When I opened my eyes again, I was assaulted by blinding spotlights and the scent of champagne. I was back at the gala, at the very moment Ricardo collapsed into my arms and stopped breathing. The day my world fell apart.

When you die, you're judged. When a world dies… someone like me writes the report. Ren Kisaragi expected to wake up in a fantasy realm with a sword, some overpowered skill, and a prophecy with his name on it. Instead, he finds himself in a fluorescent-lit office, being handed a clipboard, a cursed pen, and a grim assignment: “You are now an Auditor. Your task is to assess the moral viability of this world.” Thrown into a crumbling fantasy kingdom teetering on war, corruption, and divine apathy, Ren must observe its people, systems, and soul—and then decide whether it deserves to exist. There’s no magic to save him. No cheat powers. Just a mind sharpened by cynicism, and a pen that compels brutal honesty. But the world isn’t ignorant. It feels his gaze. Whispers follow him. Old gods stir. And those with too much to lose will do anything to silence the man with the authority to erase their entire reality. Welcome to your second life, Ren. This time, you're not the hero. You're the judge.

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.

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?