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A young man with extraordinary abilities, how did he acquire them and what adventures lie ahead?

Four heroes, destined by the Gods, have to embark on a journey to killed Setan once and for all to save their crumbling universe.

[Lauréat du Prix Or WSA 2025] Ash Burn n'était qu'un joueur ordinaire—un orphelin vivant modestement dans le monde réel—jusqu'à ce qu'il accomplisse l'impossible : battre le jeu RV le plus difficile jamais créé, Apocalypse en Ligne. Mais au lieu des richesses promises, il est projeté dans un autre monde—un monde étrangement familier. Ash ne tarde pas à comprendre où il se trouve : l'univers chaotique et condamné de Le Favori des Cieux : Colère des Dieux, un roman qu'il avait lu autrefois. Pire encore, il n'est ni le protagoniste ni même un personnage secondaire. Il n'est qu'un figurant. Armé d'une connaissance fragmentée du futur, d'une volonté inébranlable de survivre, et des secrets des Runes—un pouvoir mystérieux convoité tant par les dieux que par les démons—Ash doit surpasser un héros téméraire, des anges assoiffés de pouvoir, et une guerre inévitable qui menace de tout consumer. Mais alors qu'il marche sur la fine ligne entre modifier le destin et déchaîner le chaos, il commence à réaliser quelque chose de glaçant : la fin du jeu pourrait ne pas être aussi simple qu'il le pensait. Dans un monde où la survie dépend du pouvoir et de la ruse, un simple figurant peut-il changer le destin d'un monde entier, ou deviendra-t-il juste une autre victime du destin ? A-t-il jamais été qu'un simple figurant dès le début ?

Sinopse Alexandre Mendonça Eu vivo só para o meu trabalho e para os meus dois filhos. Aliás, não quero nenhuma outra mulher, quem eu queria mesmo era é a minha esposa, mas, infelizmente, ela se foi. Eu a amava tanto que meu coração ainda dói e sangra, e acabei por me fechar para todas as mulheres, pois nenhuma chegará aos pés da minha falecida esposa querida, Sarah! Mas isso mudou depois da ligação que fiz hoje. De quem era aquela voz atrevida e sensual? Eu me perguntava. Até hoje quando recebi uma ligação estranha. O que eu queria? Era conhecer a dona daquela voz atrevida e sensual. Jackeline Baptista ou Jack Baptista Não sei o que fiz para Deus?! Estou puta da vida. Todas as coisas estão dando errado. Até o meu emprego, que amo de paixão, está me deixando louca. Tudo por causa daquele homem lindo de morrer e que aparentava ter um jeito ogro, merda, lá estou eu pensando no idiota, que vi hoje no elevador da empresa do meu amigo. Logo a curiosidade me bate, toco na tela e, quando olho, vejo o senhor ogro na tela do celular, aí, fodeu. Fiquei com o celular dele, não tenho um nome melhor do que Gelo Irresistível.

The awakening of the Golden Human an otherworldly being born of cosmic darkness, unfolds through the vessel of a fallen prince of the stars, slain in a senseless battle of destruction. By the decree of the universal laws, divine power has descended once more. This is a event one that distinguishes every word written in each paragraph of Ruka. Destruction now strikes without warning under the faltering laws of Airuna. Its waning power has given rise to chaos across the vast, shadowed expanse of space. The SV Monsters and Unilotus stand as the pillars of an unbounded universe, immune to the dominion of Airuna. Miracles and sacrifices will continue across countless cycles. Among them, Gheo becomes a part of a new iteration one in a billion chasing the elusive Hyperdox era he has long pursued alone. Now, the greatest anomaly in the universe emerges: three suns, colliding in their emissions of volatile radiation, unleashing a catastrophic collapse of the cosmic laws. And Gheo must uncover the truth behind it all. The return of the prince of celestial dominion. oh, the guardian awakens.

Silvia vit une vie normale. Tout va superbement bien jusqu'au jour où elle quitte toute trace de civilisation pour aller habiter dans un château pommé au plein milieu de l'endroit le plus reculé de la Terre. Entre découvertes, amitié et aventure, sera-t-elle prête pour la plus grande épreuve de sa vie?

(avertissement. Ce livre contient des thèmes matures) ****** "Je ne peux pas..." haleta-t-elle entre des gémissements entrecoupés, sa voix tremblant quelque part entre douleur et plaisir. Chaque poussée semblait brouiller la limite entre l'abandon et la défiance. Puis elle murmura un nom entre ses doux cris... ce n'était pas le mien. Je me figeai. Un lent sourire sans humour courba mes lèvres alors que le son de son nom remplissait l'espace entre nous. "Raph..." souffla-t-elle. Je me penchai, ma bouche frôlant son oreille. La sentant trembler à mon contact jusqu'à ce que mes dents mordillent ses lobes d'oreilles assez fort pour la faire gémir et ses replis se resserrer autour de mes doigts. "Mauvais nom, Lynn." sifflai-je, me retirant de la chaleur de son intimité. Je sentis son corps se tendre. Elle griffa mes épaules, une supplication désespérée dans chaque contact. "Ne..." gémit-elle. Ces yeux de jade me bouleversaient à cet instant. Je pouvais sentir la douleur dans mon pantalon. Une petite vipère gênante. Un sourire cruel traça mes lèvres cachant mes émotions. "Tu as prononcé le mauvais nom," murmurai-je, ma voix basse, dangereuse. "Et les vilaines filles méritent d'être punies." Ses yeux brillants rencontrèrent les miens... si pleins de confusion, de désir, et d'un pouvoir qu'elle ne comprenait pas encore. Si seulement elle savait à quel point j'étais proche de craquer. Parce que le seul nom qu'elle devrait appeler... était le mien. Lucien. Je le désirais autant que l'air que je respire. ****** Pour le meilleur ou pour le pire, jusqu'à ce que la mort nous sépare. C'était leurs vœux à l'autel, mais il les a brisés en premier.. Il prétend qu'un mariage ouvert est la solution à leur mariage sans enfant et que c'est pour protéger ses propres intérêts. Mais tout ce que Braelyn voit, c'est une prison construite de culpabilité et de mensonges. Une nuit, le cœur brisé, elle tombe par hasard dans un bar karaoké et dans les bras de Lucien. Un homme enveloppé de mystère, de rébellion et de danger. Sa simple présence lui dit de fuir mais lui apporte aussi le réconfort qu'elle désirait. Elle ne s'attendait jamais à le revoir après s'être enfuie, oubliant son existence pécheresse, mais la vie n'avait pas fini de se moquer d'elle. Lucien n'est pas n'importe quel homme, mais celui qui peut détruire tout ce en quoi elle croit. L'homme qu'elle n'aurait jamais dû rencontrer. L'oncle de son mari. Le mouton noir de la dynastie Volkov. Un homme dont le désir la ruinera. Lucien sait qu'elle ne peut pas être à lui, mais il n'a jamais été un homme qui respectait les normes sociales. Il ne se soucie de rien d'autre que de chacun de ses péchés et de chacune de ses caresses. Tout ce qu'il veut... c'est elle, peu importe à quel point cela devient immoral.

A boy who was said to be a genius is found out to be a waste, of course he wouldn't abide the heavens "Why should I suffer because he was born without a martial spirit, why can't I break the laws of the heavens, who will stop me, if they try I will DEVOUR THEM!!!"

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?"