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When Dezi Falconi, a pampered rich boy, meets up with Rox Forrester, a savvy trailer trash hottie, sparks fly. Living on opposite sides of the tracks makes them an unlikely couple until Dezi gets a good look at Rox and propositions him. Tired of being used as a rich man’s whore, Rox heatedly refuses the offer, but when Dezi hears his tale of woe, he decides to help Rox financially, and in time they fall deeply in love.<br><br>Eventually Nick Falconi, Dezi’s father, finds out about Rox. Nick is a powerful man, used to having anything he wants, and he wants Rox. This puts Rox in the middle of an impossible situation when he learns that Nick holds the strings to Dezi’s money. If Rox doesn’t leave Dezi and become Nick’s whore, he’ll leave Dezi penniless. What should he do? Submit to a dirty old man’s perverted desires, or run away with Dezi and start a new life -- one that includes murder?

The air crackled with anticipation as Lucas closed the distance between them, his gaze intense yet filled with a hunger that mirrored hers. Charlotte's heart raced, her breath hitching as she felt the heat radiating from his body. "i can't keep my hands off," Lucas murmured, his voice low and husky, sending shivers down her spine. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her closer until there was barely any space between them. Charlotte's lips parted as she searched his eyes, finding a mixture of desire and restraint. The tension between them was palpable, each moment stretching out like a taut wire ready to snap. Without breaking eye contact, Lucas brushed his thumb across her lower lip, tracing its softness before leaning in to capture it with his own. His kiss was fierce yet tender, igniting a fire within her that she couldn't contain. Their bodies molded together seamlessly, every touch sending waves of pleasure through them. Lucas's hands roamed her curves, eliciting soft moans from Charlotte's lips. She arched into his touch, craving more of the electrifying sensation he stirred within her.

The Trailer of "The Ascripse World"

my life if it was epic

In a world that is defined by power, Lance stands out as the only enigma-nap, with no visible aim and a razor-sharp tongue. This lazy, sharp-tongued orphan, however, hides under the indifferent face a very sharp mind and single terrifying thought: 'Can I become a god?' He transforms that rather weird obsession into an obstinate path for becoming the controller of the very texture of society. Thus, in walking such cunning schemes, he really very well plans the things in a manner that all those who will be caught in the web don't know how they got entrapped. Ranging from the shadowy syndicates to ancient bloodlines vying for supremacy, everyone is just another piece on his board. Evelyn, heiress to a legacy now crumbling, has her own fights. Mysteriously, both parents vanished in relation to a top-secret research project. The thing preventing total destruction of the family's an ancient curse: utter ruin to any that lay a hand upon this bloodline-the protection has already started to fade. In a fateful meet with Lance, Evelyn would acquire an artifact capable of giving unimaginable superhuman powers. But one condition binds their uneasy alliance: equivalent exchange. Such were destined to forge alliances as well as betray and cut secret deals, and in such noise, Lance discovers the buried legacy of his own blod, a legacy that perhaps holds the key to his grand ambition towards godhood. Bloodlines are unveiled, as underground superhuman races come to light, and as secret organizations revealed their own conspiracy towards ascendencion. Lance sacrifices pawns in a larger game that only he can see in every moves. Even gods bleed. Will Lance maneuvers his enemies to rise to the throne of immortality or will his cold calculations be trumped by love, betrayal, and the unraveling secrets of his past?.

Banished and left to die, a fallen prince from the modern world is reborn into a brutal kingdom. But fate twists — his soul mutates, granting him a supernatural power unlike any other. Determined to rise again, he gathers loyal followers, gifting them powers of their own. Through cunning, war, and ambition, he seizes lands, topples kings, and challenges ancient forces. Yet his hunger does not stop with one world — he conquers realms beyond imagination, rising higher until he stands as the god of the universe. From exile to divinity, this is the journey of a prince who refused to kneel.

Can you spot something in the wall of text? though there is nothing there, who knows? you might find something, or I'll fulfil my goal. of wasting people's time since it'll amuse me a little. Anyways, your choice... it's just a bunch of hmms lol

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?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

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.