dbs moro

A tale as old as time. Nineteen years ago, a boy named Moro Ashin watched his father die at the hands of Cassian Rho, the mad outlaw known as The Demon of Twin Suns. Cassian’s laughter burned itself into Moro’s bones, shaping him into a weapon built for one purpose: revenge. Prepare for the blood soaked first peak into the Infinite Circle

It’s been exactly three years today since I married into the Moro family in my sister’s place. Alexei tossed a contract my way. “Sign this. You’re off to Vegas tomorrow to settle the debt.” His mistress, Anna, leaned against the doorframe and laughed. “You’re just a substitute—does it matter where you go?” I didn’t say a word. I recalled the wedding day, when he had my sister’s name tattooed on his ring finger. Two months into my pregnancy, he said a stand-in wasn’t worthy of bearing his seed and dragged me onto the operating table. I had a fever of 40 degrees, yet he used my credit card to pay for Anna’s nose job. Three years, not a single good day. I picked up the pen. I signed. Anna covered her mouth and laughed: “I thought you’d cry.” I pulled out my mobile and put it on speaker. “Dad, the Moro family sold me out today.” There was a two-second silence on the other end. “All shipments from Eastern Europe—halt them tonight.”

Meu nome é Mitsuhiko Okaya, tenho 29 anos. Sou editor em uma editora. No dia em que flagrei minha esposa me traindo, dois gêmeos JK apareceram de repente em minha casa. “Tio, se você me deixar ficar esta noite, você pode fazer… coisas safadas” “Isso… por favor… você é a única pessoa em quem posso confiar…” Akari, uma garota loira, e Nanako, uma garota elegante de cabelos pretos, duas estudantes do ensino médio que eu nunca conheci, mas que me parecem vagamente familiares. Depois que minha esposa me traiu, mudei para uma nova editora e comecei uma vida estranha com essas duas garotas do ensino médio. Akari, a irmã mais nova, que me seduz agressivamente, e Nanako, a irmã mais velha, que é reservada, mas na verdade muito travessa. Os dois me curam, e juntos curamos meu coração ferido. Um dia, minha ex-esposa me pediu desculpas. Além disso, a pessoa com quem ela me traiu e meu antigo chefe vieram até mim de joelhos. Ela disse que percebeu que eu era realmente competente na minha antiga editora e veio se desculpar. Mas já era tarde demais. Estou curtindo minha nova vida com as lindas JKs e meu ambiente de trabalho predominantemente branco. ------------------------------------------------------- O romance não é meu! Créditos ao autor (Ibarakino) se quiserem ajudar comprando ja tem o livro tanto físico quanto digital! sou tradutor intermediário, se encontrar algum erro mim avise. se tive uma obra que vocês quiserem mim fale!

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In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"

Amelia Lockhart has one mission: make the top idol Ethan Quinn fall in love with her, then break his heart, so that Ethan Quinn can successfully pass his tribulation and return to his position as a High God. There's just one problem: as the most hated woman on the internet, Amelia is the last person anyone would pair with the nation's golden boy. But when she lands a spot on a dating show alongside Ethan, she sees her chance. She does all the heavy lifting and is dependable enough to make him see her differently. As a result, Ethan starts pretending to be weak. The fans are confused. Their untouchable idol is... blushing? Getting clingy? Calling her "jiejie" in that voice? "Sis, I surrender." "Sis, you can only spoil me like this." Amelia is losing control of the plan. She was supposed to seduce him and walk away. So why is he the one coaxing her to stay, and why is it getting harder to say no?

Lin Jingjing and her friends transmigrated together to the interstellar era, and she became a Grade D Spiritual Ability User. At the very beginning, she was mocked by others and was almost beaten to death. Lin Jingjing was furious. So what if your grade is high? Does having a high grade mean you can do whatever you want! Not wanting to be bullied, Lin Jingjing, who wanted to become stronger, trained hard every day. Just so that one day, she could trample these powerful experts under her feet, one by one. Until the day the mutant beasts attacked, Lin Jingjing was in a daze after her spiritual power suddenly materialized as she tried to save someone. Isn't it that only S-Class experts and above can materialize their spiritual power? How could she, a mere Grade D, do it too?

Shen Lu opens her eyes to find she has transmigrated into a wasteland world, becoming the fake young lady who was kicked out of her home. With her is her equally miserable fiancé, the future major villain. Fortunately, her golden finger activates, and in this wasteland world where the average person can't even get a single hot meal, she embarks on the path to riches through food. Egg waffles, spicy hotpot, and crawfish. Braised pork belly, crock-pot soup, and egg fried rice. ... From a small stall to a small shop. Then from a restaurant to a holiday resort, in less than two years, Shen Lu's name became known throughout the world. Countless celebrities and dignitaries hold out Star Coins, begging for just one bite of Shen Lu's cooking. The Shen Family, who had used her up and ruthlessly abandoned her, regret their past actions, crying and shouting as they beg for her forgiveness. Shen Lu crosses her arms: "Sure. Why don't you slit your throats first to show me your sincerity?"

As a blade of grass, Ji Xiaosong wanted to become an immortal. But having only just gained sentience, she couldn't even leave the hillside. From the Turquoise Pool, a Caiyun named "Rongrong" flew out; she also wanted to become an immortal. But she had no body. By a stroke of accident, Rongrong and Ji Xiaosong teamed up, embarking on a journey of world-hopping through myriad realms. In every lifetime, Ji Xiaosong becomes the mother of powerful figures from the myriad realms, finding suitable fathers for them and raising these powerful figures to adulthood. "My wife is delicate and can't take care of herself, so don't you dare bully her." The protective General pulls Ji Xiaosong into his embrace, looking around warily. The crowd, who had just been bagged in a sack and beaten by Ji Xiaosong: ... "My mother doesn't have much ability to earn money; she can only rely on me." The genius son holds Ji Xiaosong's hand, a look of resignation on his face. Ji Xiaosong, the richest person in the world: ... Everyone thought Ji Xiaosong was weak and easy to bully; how could a blade of grass turn the world upside down? Yet, lifetime after lifetime, she is doted on and pampered, and all things are hers to command.

The Keaton Family of Veridia, possessing a fortune of hundreds of billions, controls the economic lifeblood of the entire city. Preston Keaton, the head of the Keaton Family, is a refined and gentle man, self-restrained and courteous, exuding an extraordinary noble air with every move—a perfect gentleman. Evelyn Grant had once seen him from a distance at a banquet. The man was surrounded by a crowd, his features handsome and refined, his demeanor cultured and elegant—he was like the unattainable moon in the sky. She never imagined he would notice someone like her. She certainly never imagined being cornered by him, trapped like prey with nowhere to run. Panicked and helpless, she said, "I have someone I like!" The man lowered his gaze, trapping her in his embrace with a faint, soft laugh. "I know, but..." "So what." —— Evelyn knew the truth from the start. A woman of her status had no future with Preston Keaton. So when she finally decided to leave, she was calm. But she was blocked at the door by Preston. The man forced her back step by step, his smiling expression sending a chill through Evelyn's entire body. An intimate kiss landed on her forehead, his voice chillingly cold, "I'm sorry, babe." His smile vanished completely, replaced by a suffocating sense of pressure and loss of control. "You can't leave."