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This universe is the creation of the divine being Revel, for when he came into it he knew joy in his existence and revelled in it. It is filled with millions of worlds and life forms, all of whom do know not their maker's name... Fólórunsó and Sola are mercenaries of the United Freelancer Organisation stationed on the planet Pedtro doing odd jobs to make do every day. Fólórunsó is bound to a strange contract tied to a stranger power he can never truly master. Sola is tied to the day the skies fell to earth and is plagued by an ailment that will inevitably take his life. These two misfit allies find themselves taking up a peculiar job for an exuberant payment that ends up separating their paths. What will happen to the two as they explore this universe and its infinite worlds, and what will occur in their inevitable reunion?

As the youngest son of a leading chaebol in Blue Star's entertainment industry, Lin Zhibai had always believed his destiny was to indulge in a life of idle luxury. Then came that transformative summer. A system seemingly descended from the heavens, unlocking memories of a previous existence. DISCLAIMER : This is an unofficial translation ; The work is solely for the porpose of practicing my skills in writing and translating . Tag : Showbiz

When Jeremy, a high-profile photographer, agrees to take on Alan, the most popular male underwear model in the business, things are bound to develop. After their first freelance gig in Morocco, they spend a drunken night together. Was it more than a one-nighter for one of them?<br><br>Six months later they find themselves in Provincetown. While there, Alan meets Dylan, an adoring young fan who ends up getting the night of his life in Alan’s bedroom.<br><br>Unable to control his jealousy, Jeremy takes matters into his own hands and plays a risky game to get rid of Dylan. Will his plan backfire, destroying their working relationship as well as any hope for love? Or can Jeremy and Alan admit there was more to their one night stand than they are willing to admit?

SUPER FREELANCE Genre【Fantasi + Misteri + Komedi】 Super Freelance :: Bima & Brata Membawa pembaca ke dalam dunia petualangan unik dua sahabat tak terpisahkan Bima dan Brata. Bima, sosok yang ceria dan penuh semangat meski selalu dirundung nasib sial, tak pernah berhenti tertawa menghadapi berbagai kesulitan. Di sisi lain, Brata adalah kebalikan dari Bima, tenang dan bijaksana dengan kemampuan spesialnya, **Soca Aura**, yang memungkinkannya melihat aura asli setiap orang di sekitarnya. Dunia freelance yang penuh tantangan menanti mereka, di mana Bima kerap terjebak dalam kekacauan akibat kutukan nasib buruknya, sementara Brata selalu hadir dengan kecerdasannya untuk menyelesaikan masalah. Kombinasi antara humor Bima dan ketenangan Brata menciptakan kisah yang tidak hanya memancing tawa, tetapi juga sarat dengan momen mendalam dan penuh misteri. Dalam **Super Freelance!**, tantangan hidup sebagai freelancer bukan hanya tentang pekerjaan yang datang dan pergi, tetapi juga tentang menghadapi klien-klien aneh, tugas-tugas mustahil, dan misi-misi penuh teka-teki. Bersama-sama, mereka harus menghadapi rintangan yang luar biasa, terkadang melibatkan hal-hal supernatural, namun selalu dengan semangat pantang menyerah. Dengan dinamika persahabatan yang kuat, kisah ini menjanjikan perpaduan antara aksi, humor, dan kejutan yang akan membuat pembaca tidak sabar menantikan apa yang akan terjadi selanjutnya. Siapkah kamu bergabung dalam perjalanan freelance paling liar dan tak terduga ini?

NB: Contrairement a beaucoup de roman disponible sur ce site, ce webnovel n'est pas une œuvre traduite mais plutôt une œuvre 100% française. Dans un monde où tout se monnaie, un jeune homme sans avenir se voit offrir une chance unique : un système mystérieux qui lui accorde des pouvoirs spéciaux, mais avec une condition implacable : chaque action du système doit être payée en argent. Quête après quête, pouvoir après pouvoir, il devra accumuler une fortune colossale pour débloquer ses compétences et survivre aux défis imposés par ce système impitoyable. Dans cet univers où l'argent devient la seule véritable arme, il devra prendre des décisions stratégiques, jongler avec des ennemis impitoyables et se mesurer à des défis qui exigent bien plus que des talents, mais une véritable gestion de sa richesse. La frontière entre la richesse et la ruine est fine, et chaque faux pas peut être fatal. Si vous avez soif de pouvoir, préparez-vous à payer le prix fort. Car dans ce monde, l'argent achète tout, et parfois même, il peut tout perdre.

In the wake of Gol D. Roger's execution, the world holds its breath. Pirates flood the seas. Marines tighten their grip. And in the forgotten South Blue, on an island so small it barely earns a dot on most maps, a sixteen-year-old boy with no devil fruit, no family name, and no special destiny decides to leave. His name is Kuroishi Ran. He wants one thing — absolute freedom. Not a throne. Not a title. Not the world's recognition. Just open water and no one above him. He boards a merchant ship heading east with a single bag, calloused hands, and four years of self-taught training behind him. No mentor. No crew. No plan beyond the direction. What he does have is something he can feel but cannot yet name — a heat in his chest that surfaces only when everything else runs out, when his body is past its limit and something deeper opens. The sea will teach him what it is. This is the story of a man who becomes a pirate not for treasure or glory but because the sea is the only place in the world where no one can tell him what he is. It is a story told in ports and storms and training sessions before dawn. In the people he meets and parts from and meets again years later when the sea has changed them both. In the slow, honest, brutal development of a power earned rather than granted. Ran will cross the South Blue. He will reach the Grand Line. He will build something from nothing, by will alone, and the world will eventually learn his name. But that is later. For now — he is sixteen, the ship is heading east, and the horizon keeps retreating the way horizons do. He follows it anyway.

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On the return of his hometown, Valentino discovers that his hometown has changed along with the turbulent decade of the 1960's. His family stuck in the violent past of World War 2 as well as the contemporary fear of the Vietnam War loom over him and his two brothers. However, fear comes in many forms.

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—"

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?"