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Where to find the perfect man? You program him of course. I'm a genius, lonely, touch-deprived genius. Roman is a top programmer for a robot company, he's trying to create a new program to introduce human feelings to the bots. Deciding to get a Bot for himself to keep him company it all went well until that night. The robot with the artificial intelligence classified his creator as a little, being treated like a little wasn't that weird first until the first punishment. Roman just did his biggest mistake, or best decision yet. Warning: This story is DDLB, MDLB, CGL story, don't like it don't read it.

Sebastian De Palma has everything under control. A high-stakes deal on the verge of closing. A beautiful family. And a secret life. Then it all begins to unravel with dire consequences In a world where technology can replicate anyone, where surveillance is seamless and secrets are currency, Sebastian discovers too late that the greatest threat isn't exposure it's the people closest to you, and what they're willing to do when they finally have proof. Some traps are sprung the moment you think you've escaped them.

Synopsis: I, BOT In the world of the most competitive Battle Royale, Michael is no longer a legendary pro player. After a mysterious plane crash, he wakes up trapped in the digital body of a "Bot." To the system, he is just BOT_ID_001—a mindless line of code destined to wander aimlessly and die at the hands of "Real Players" just to boost their ranks. But Michael’s mind is still that of a champion. Refusing to be a victim, Michael begins to fight back. Using his elite tactical knowledge and unmatched shooting precision, he starts hunting those who were supposed to hunt him. From the grass of Erangel to the deserts of Miramar, a new legend is rising—one that the game’s code was never prepared for. With no cheats and no glitches, only pure, raw skill, Michael has one ultimate goal: To climb from the bottom of the Bot-tier to become the Number One Player in the World. In the final showdown, the world will realize that the most dangerous predator in the game... isn't even human. "I am not a glitch. I am the endgame."

A box of chocolates, a postcard, and the beginning of some super surreal nightmares...

Dave has always been the oddball in the community. He is very young and very poor and readily subjected to bullying. In a bid to survive, he joins an orphanage/organization that requires him to scavenge to make ends meet. On tis very day, he stumbles upon a broken down machine and ultimately, his life changes. ********* *Connecting to host!* "What??" *Connection 20% complete* It inches closer to him. "Hey, if you touch me!" *Oh!!! Don't be a pussy, host!*

"so this thing... It controls you?" Wren shrugged her shoulders with her hands in her pocket. "Something like that." _ An antagonist to the one she cared for the most, Wren knows no way of escaping what posses her but letting it control her to save those around her.

Um garoto que nasceu em um mundo de magias, ele tenta matar alem de possessões, mas também seu próprio psicológico.

Ever since the Last Heavenly War, the death of the Starless has condemned Gods, Deities, Godbornes, and Righteous Spirits to horrific fates and untimely true deaths. In their absence, the vile and the wicked have risen to claim dominion over the vast cosmos. Yet a forgotten prophecy lingers—foretelling a war that will ignite once more when a hundred years comes to pass. Amid the shadows, a secret order stirs. Once a scattered gathering of outcasts and seekers with divergent aims, the Order of the Godless now finds itself entangled in events that will shape destiny itself: the resurrection, nurture, and eventual ascendance of the Starless. ------ Please support me by reading! It's my first book so far. Hope you'll like reading it ^^ Author note: This novel is mostly about character development, particularly the growth and development of our Order of the Godless members. Some of the characters here are extremely powerful like the Lofty Demigod, while some are really weak like our first introduced character, Hidden Gnome. However, as I ramp up the chapters, their abilities and match up with each other will link and it will bring about a one plus one equals more than two result! Our Starless, is the focal point of the story, more like the reason that the plot must go forward. I might want to make an arc where the Starless is the main character, but that will be a time for the future. And as always, happy reading! Since the book is still my first draft, I might not be publishing new schedules on the right time (my ideal publishing schedule is 12 PM Hongkong/Manila Time). However, I'm in the most crucial stage in my college life right now and I might be busy (sorry T_T). But even if I miss a day of writing, I'll still upload two chapters the next day! ------ I posted my story as well on RoyalRoad! https://www.royalroad.com/profile/202688

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?"

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—"