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After she noticed she was being chased after by a certain beauty, she bound herself to a System and started her quick transmigration journey… After a countless number of worlds, the beauty was finally driven to villainy, and his long, elegant fingers pulled at his black tie…

She was the little chief secretary at Huo Yunting’s office, who carried out jobs both on the table and "under" the table. She was also his obedient wife at night, fulfilling his needs. It was a repentance, a redemption to her sin, Lu Zhaoyang was swallowing all these humiliations as heaven forbade, her mother was the other woman in this ugly affair with the wealthy Huo family, and eventually shattered the entire family, droving Huo’s mother insane. It was probably the fairest, also the most horrible bargain of Lu’s life as Huo Yunting raided their house one day. “You would compensate with your body. On daily basis.” The offer was made and she could not say no. “If you think you aren’t having enough fun… Well, perhaps we could play the divorce game, then we could have another marriage, making the same vow with you always as my bride. I can do this, again and again. Again, and again. Isn’t that sweet, honey?” Was it heart-moving, or simply tear-moving? ISN’T IT OBVIOUS? Huo Yunting, he’s a devil, both body and soul a devil! Join the Fifty Thunders of Huo Yunting! As you see dominance occurs in the classic office romance taken place in modern world with a hint of quirky comedy and heart-wrenching episodes!

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My name is Caiden Black. I am a 17-year-old ordinary guy you can find anywhere in the world. My life’s ambition is to propose to my childhood friend; Lily Storm. I was all prepared, but my destiny decided to fuck me over and through a series of extreme unfavorable events, which include raping Lily, I am now surrounded by a bunch of women and being forced to become the head of their ladies crime organization… Someone save me… Note: This story takes place in Arasia, a planet almost exactly the same as Earth. Only the geography and a few little things are different. To support me and for early chapters: https://www.patreon.com/Roeselawik Get updates: https://discord.gg/2CD5R2R Tags: R-18, Adult, Mature, Criminal world, harem, different world, Huge Breast, extremely beautiful women, Rape, weak to strong MC, Smut etc

Adrian Vale built his reputation on control. In boardrooms, people feared him. In business, competitors respected him. He had spent years creating a life where every move was calculated and every risk was measured. Then he met Selene Hart. She wasn't loud. She wasn't reckless. She wasn't looking for attention. Yet somehow, she became the one thing Adrian couldn't ignore. There is something unusual about Selene—a darkness hidden beneath elegance, a sadness concealed behind confidence. People are drawn to her, but those who get too close often leave changed. As Adrian becomes increasingly fascinated by her, old wounds begin to reopen. The trauma he buried, the fears he denied, and the inner demons he thought he had conquered start resurfacing. Meanwhile, Selene carries secrets capable of destroying far more than a relationship. She is not a damsel in distress. She is not waiting to be rescued. She is the storm itself. And every person who enters her life receives the same warning. Most walk away. Adrian doesn't.

Ellen, you’ve always said ‘be kind,’ but let’s be honest—kindness isn’t always a choice, especially when life decides to dump on you. Your show gets canceled and suddenly you’re off to England, like kindness is easier with an accent and a cup of tea. But hey, you’ve never been afraid to make bold choices—except maybe with your sexuality. Was it really a choice, Ellen, or were you just finally sick of men’s b*******? Because honestly, while you were throwing a tantrum on set, I could’ve used some r e a l help, not just r e e l help. Next time, save the drama for the cameras and bring the kindness to real life, yeah? I mean, is your name DeGeneres or DeJerk? And let’s talk about your ‘helping’—everybody you helped had to be run through the CIA first! Be honest, Ellen: did you skip helping some people because the CIA said you shouldn’t, or because you couldn’t remember if you were hosting a talk show or running a background check? At this point, it’s easier to get into the Pentagon than to get a hug from Ellen! But hey, hosting a Big Chill like that, you must know what being syndicated really means—because after all the drama, it looks like your kindness is the only thing still in reruns. And I mean for the viewer, not for you. So how can you know something like that—how the business really works—and still throw a tantrum every time stuff doesn’t go your way? Ellen, with all that experience, you should know: if you want a happy ending, you’ve got to be kind all the way to the credits! And you know what? I challenge you to actually take your own advice for once—help somebody in actual need. Like me, this time. Because it’s not money I need—I need someone to actually give a s***. so I'm callin BS on your BS, respect fu LL y ©F course! how to be not a dick 101

Constance questions why she seems different then her family and local commune. To escape these guilty feelings she has of not fitting in, she writes in her notebook. One day on a commune walk, Constance gets separated from her whole world. Will she trust the outside world and learn for herself what the commune really is or will she stay in blissful ignorance about her whole life?

Her best friend goes missing after discovering the lies of a husband. She sets off to solve this mystery, but what happens when love crashes into her without warning?

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.