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One day, after five years of living in the shadow of the popular actor—Mo Boyuan, Dr. Jiang suddenly decided that she had enough! Mo Boyuan: Why are you kicking up a fuss? Jiang Tingxu: I’m not. Let’s divorce! Mo Boyuan: Divorce? In your dreams! Jiang Tingxu's identity was later exposed and overwhelming insults began pouring in. Fan of King Mo: This woman isn’t good enough for my King Mo! The great Movie King Mo streamed live on the internet: Heh, the woman you claimed isn’t good enough for me is an all-rounded top scorer and was recommended to Peking University at 16. You’re wrong. She’s TOO GOOD for me and I’m out of her league! Also, she’s the little brat that I’ve been pampering and adoring for 20 years. I won’t tolerate anyone who lays a finger on her!

Third Master Julian Griffin is known to bring misfortune to his wives. All his fiancées were not spared from mishaps. In Scarlett Xavier’s case, it's worse because she registered the marriage with him right away without getting engaged. Surprisingly, her life is smooth sailing after the marriage and she is extremely favored by all members of the Griffin family. Everyone from the family is fearless. Yet, their only fear is that their daughter-in-law, who joins the family after much painstaking efforts, would escape. On a certain night after washing up, Mr. Griffin says to his dearest wife, “Darling, I want to become a father.” Seeing the look of anticipation on Doctor Griffin’s face, Scarlett Xavier hesitated and replies with much difficulty, “Daddy!” “…” It is not always so peaceful between Scarlett Xavier and Doctor Griffin. In order to repay gratitude owed to her stepfather, Scarlett Xavier agreed to an unusual deal. Just like this, two complete strangers, who are at odds from the start, are forced to live together. Amidst all their squabbles and pressure from the elders to conceive a child, they find their relationship evolving as they care more for each other.

Nach dem Erwachen entdeckte Su Changkong, dass er in eine Welt versetzt wurde, die durch Krieg ins Chaos gestürzt und von Dämonenungeheuern heimgesucht wurde, in der sein Kampfkunsttalent mittelmäßig war. Allerdings entdeckte Su Changkong, dass solange seine eigene "Lebensspanne" zunahm, auch seine Talente und sein Potenzial "grenzenlos" gesteigert werden konnten! Durch das Kultivieren der Gesundheitserhaltenden Faust-Technik und das Üben der Qi der Langlebigkeit! Der Weg zur Unsterblichkeit ist mit Leichen übersät, und Su Changkong beschritt einen Kampfkunst-Pfad, auf dem er nicht untergehen würde, selbst wenn Himmel und Erde vernichtet werden sollten!

“Darling, I love you…” He was the heir to the consortium and she had just divorced. The day she was divorced, she was kidnapped and forced to be the doctor in charge of his case. To add insult to injury, this man would sleepwalk to her bed every two to three days… another headache!

Bai Xiao stieg herab und hob seinen Kopf, um nicht nur die bizarre und prächtige Welt zu sehen, sondern auch den professionellen Modifier, den er vor dem Überqueren heruntergeladen hatte. "Entzieht alle Erfahrung aus meinen Nebenberufen, 'Biologischer Mecha-Meister', 'Mystischer Erforscher', 'Spezieller Hypnotiseur', und wandelt sie in eine Million Potentialpunkte um, die alle meinen Hauptberuf, 'Kämpfer', verbessern!" "Ich... habe den goldenen ultimativen Beruf, 'Gott des Kampfsports', erhalten!" Die größte urbane Agglomeration der Welt, eine Nacht mit strömendem Regen. Auf dem Boden kämpften zahllose Tötungsgeister und Kämpfer bis zum Tod, während Horden von Metall-Mechas und Biologischen Rüstungen explodierten und sich selbst zerstörten. Blut und Flammen verwoben sich und stürzten alles in ursprüngliche Gewalt und Chaos. Auf einem hohen Turm stand Bai Xiao schweigend inmitten der regnerischen Dunkelheit, wie eine steife und erschreckende Statue. Seine karmesinroten Augen blickten nach unten, zurückhaltend und doch blutig, kalt und doch Wahnsinn verbergend. Er sprang mit seinem wild tanzenden Trenchcoat hinunter. Der Gott des Kampfsports stieg auf das letzte Schlachtfeld herab! Eine kalte Stimme hallte über die Stadtsilhouette. "Als Nächstes werde ich jeden hier Anwesenden töten! Wenn ihr die Fähigkeit habt, versucht mich aufzuhalten..." Eine moderne Stadt extravaganten Luxus, eine Ära der Unterhaltung und des höchsten Konsums. Unter der siebzigjährigen friedlichen Fassade lag eine andere, wahnsinnige und blutige Innere Welt. Kämpfer, Meister ihrer Kampftraditionen, und Tötungsgeister, kontrolliert durch Kampfmodi, verwickelten sich in ein furchterregendes, unerbittliches Gemetzel. Metall-Mechas mit erschreckender Energie und Biologische Rüstungen, gewonnen aus monströsen Zellen, begannen einen brutalen Kampf zwischen alten und neuen Technologien. In dieser Ära, verseucht mit Maschinerie und verändert durch externe Entitäten, könnte das Proklamieren der Kraft, die einzigartig für Menschen ist, eine unvorstellbare Romanze sein...

He said, "Everyone has judged me guilty, what about you?" She said, "Maybe." He laughed, "So what are you going to do?" She said, "Find evidence, either to clear your name or to catch you, and then wait for you." He said, "Fine, it's a deal." The purpose of this blurb is to set the mood, don't be misled. This story is extremely sweet. A suspense-romance novel, updated with 3000+ words before 8 PM from Monday to Saturday. The author, an old guy, takes a break on Sunday.

"Speaking of knowing things…" Kyle said slowly, "You still haven't given me a chance to tell my story." "I know," said Andrea. "I was having too much fun speculating. Finding you like this is a gift, and I don't want to tear the wrapping off all at once. ‘Building up the anticipation makes it better.’" Kyle blinked again, then gave a quiet snort of recognition at his own words being thrown back at him. "So what is your speculation?" Kyle asked. "Oh I don't know, probably something utterly disappointing. Did they pick you up for speeding on the way to the farmers market? I guess that wouldn't explain the uh…" she gestured at his injury again. "It wouldn't explain that now, would it. Oh, I know! You got into a fight over the last piece of bluefin!" Kyle just shook his head slightly. "No? I guess it's too much to hope you did something really exciting like rob a bank—You're not secretly a cat burglar are you, Kyle? Lose your balance breaking into an art gallery? No…?" Kyle looked unamused. "Very funny, Chuckles, would you mind taking this a little more seriously?" "Of course," said Andrea. "Very serious for a lawyer to have been arrested. You could be disciplined. Disbarred! Why, we might not see each other in court anymore. Wouldn't that be a shame." "Wouldn't it though," replied Kyle. "So that's the kind of guy you think I am? Stealing fine art and fighting in fish markets?” Andrea pondered some more. "I know!" she exclaimed. "Did you get into a fight with someone's boyfriend? Did it turn out that you were your young lady's bit on the side, and you ended up having a domestic dispute?" Kyle winced. "Is that it?!" Andrea had been teasing, but it seems like she had touched a nerve. To whatever degree Kyle had seemed like he'd been playing along, even as worn down as he was, that last remark had left him deflated. Kyle hung his head. "It wasn't like that…" "Oh sure, like you haven't been collecting notches on your bedposts." "I'M not like that." "You're not? That's not what your reputation says, out there collecting numbers and breaking hearts. I heard that you were a real ladykil–" "Andrea! I'm not–" Kyle shouted, grabbing her hands. His hands were strong, and his grip so tight it almost hurt. His expression so intense, frustrated and hurt and… scared? Andrea knew she had been twisting the knife a little into something that bothered him, but what had caused this reaction? It was only for a moment, then Kyle seemed to catch himself and let go. He slumped back in his chair and slid his shackled hands back below the table. Andrea leaned back as well, adding to the distance, and folded her arms, no longer smiling. She glanced at the duress button out of the corner of her eye. If Kyle had kept holding her as tightly as he had been, she wouldn't have even been able to reach it. "I think we're ready for storytime now," she said seriously. “I think you had better start at the punchline. What have you been charged with, Mr Wynn?" Kyle took a deep breath before he raised his head once more. "Murder, Ms Mason. First Degree Murder." *** Andrea Mason, a defense attorney who cares more about justice and protecting her clients than just winning cases. But the one man she hates to lose to is her rival, the arrogant prosecutor, Kyle Wynn. Kyle represents everything Andi hates about unscrupulous win-at-all-costs lawyers, and for years they have traded arguments in the courtroom and barbs in the hallways. Their paths cross again when they find themselves on a high-profile murder trial. As much as Andrea might despise Kyle, she can’t believe it when HE is charged with the horrific murder. But she is even more shocked when he asks for her to represent him at trial… *** #SLOWBURN #STRONGFL #CRIME #MURDER #FLIRTY #ROMANCE If you want to know what to expect, check the reviews! ฅ^-ﻌ•^ฅ Burrito says to join here: https://discord.gg/qr7eUnxT2F

In den letzten Jahren der Großen Xia-Dynastie ist das Reich in absolutes Chaos gestürzt, und Menschenleben sind so wertlos wie Gras. Transmigriert in diese brutale Ära, erweckte Su Yu ein Meisterschafts-Panel-System. Mit diesem kann er jede Kampfkunst oder Fähigkeit bis zur absoluten Perfektion grinden und dann Punkte zuweisen, um ihre theoretischen Grenzen zu durchbrechen! Von der grundlegenden Weißer-Affen-Faust bis zur vollendeten Wahren Schrift des Azurholzes und der mythischen Höllenunterdrückenden Kunst des Göttlichen Elefanten … solange er bereit ist zu grinden, können selbst die niedrigsten Techniken in seinen Händen erderschütternde Macht entfesseln! Rückblickend auf den langen Weg, den er zurückgelegt hat, wurde Su Yu, noch bevor er es selbst realisierte, längst zu einem unvergleichlichen Kampfweisen des sterblichen Reiches!

Elwesburgh, 1961——Aletris Averell welcomes his new neighbour, Esmund Llevric, who also appears to be his new lecturer in the university. Aletris finds his body undergoing queer changes ever since. When he comes across various peculiar visitors from the other realm, Esmund Llevric's true identity is eventually being brought into the light. "A man who seeks one's own death is a sinner. Sinners shall be condemned to hell, shall be burnt eternally, shall never be brought to redemption… Unless one agrees to sign a contract with a DEMON." Tell me, which DEMON have you signed a contract with? Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, any resemblance is purely coincidental. Content suitable only for adults ages 18 and above. May include prolonged scenes of LGBT+/NSFW sexual content, and/or heathendom content.

Caleb Lockwood, a neurosurgeon and the cool and calm male god of the department, is handsome, meticulous, and highly professional, yet in life, he seems like an emotionless robot. He doesn't smoke, drink, watch entertainment shows, or attend parties. Even the first drink he ever had was gifted by a young lady. Everyone in the department is very curious, will the male god live a life of no desires? Until one day, everyone sees Caleb Lockwood holding hands with a girl, and when she smiles, the cool and calm Caleb completely loses himself. Serena Sutton, from the Northwood Sutton Family, is charming and lovable, the little fairy in everyone's eyes. She skips classes, gets into fights, stays up late watching dramas while drinking Pepsi, just like any other ordinary girl. But Caleb Lockwood thinks his Serena is different from others. Some say Caleb Lockwood is omnipotent and unreachable; others say Caleb Lockwood is just a weirdo to be kept at a distance. Only Serena Sutton says, "Caleb Lockwood, you're so silly, you don't even know how to sing a birthday song." "Caleb Lockwood, kiss me." He possesses the most precious soul in this world, saving lives, pure and unblemished. He says, "I give you my entire soul, including the most vulnerable and dark parts of my heart."