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[ era Wen ] died after experiencing the apocalypse for ten years. He wore the clothes of a newlywed wife who was despised by her husband's family. He fought with the best, abused the scum, and changed the fate of the apocalypse. In the 1980s, she was living well. And he was a strong and overbearing prince charming. He was professional in protecting his wife, and in order to repay his kindness, he married a fat wife. One day, he realized that after his wife woke up, she was a completely different person... ... Lin Lei: "Song Yi, I want a divorce. It's not suitable for us to have a generation gap! ". Song Yi: "Don't even think about it. You will be my wife for the rest of your life. If you want to leave me, no way! " Lin Lei: "You Scoundrel, I'm not your wife! " Song Yi: "I forgot. Then let's make our relationship real now! " [ explosive love story + 1V1 + double purity + power + fantasy ]

She was cruelly calculated by her half-sister, resulting in a tarnished reputation, and her mother passed away with resentment. Six years later, she returns to the country with her son. The little guy actually proposes marriage for her on a live streaming platform: "Hello everyone, I am Song Dabai, my mommy is Song Yinyin, my daddy is... hehe, I still need a daddy! Handsome uncles willing to be my daddy, please marry my mommy soon!" A few days later, that diamond-grade man who drove countless women in the Imperial City wild with fascination appears and from then on, he entangles her. A sweet love story with a 1 to 1 pet romance.

Il nostro server discord: https://discord.gg/bd9aDdEeQK Senza accorgersene, un uomo chiamato Bill è morto, ma poi ha capito che la sua vita non sarebbe finita in quel modo e presto è rinato come Billy in un altro mondo. Billy era già abbastanza soddisfatto di aver conservato i suoi ricordi, ma le sorprese non finivano lì. Era nato con uno strano potere che gli concedeva la possibilità di convertire il mana in punti esperienza e trasmetterlo a ogni tipo di cosa. Le cose sembravano andare piuttosto bene finché non si è reso conto di essere nato in un villaggio povero e rustico che stava affrontando l'imminente estinzione per mano di creature di cui non aveva mai sentito parlare prima e di altre tribù che avevano ogni sorta di abilità. Prima di imparare anche solo a gattonare, Billy doveva trovare un modo per aiutare la sua tribù. Altrimenti, sarebbero stati annientati prima che lui potesse diventare abbastanza forte da reggersi in piedi. Il viaggio di Billy sarà molto diverso da come lo aveva immaginato. Molto più lontano dalla Terra di quanto avesse originariamente pensato, Billy dovrà adattarsi a un nuovo ambiente dove la sua tribù si trova in fondo alla catena alimentare. Sarà in grado di crescere in sicurezza e cercare di cambiare le cose in meglio per la sua nuova famiglia e i suoi amici? La storia, tutti i nomi, i personaggi e gli incidenti ritratti in questa produzione sono fittizi. Non è prevista né dovrebbe essere dedotta alcuna identificazione con persone reali (vive o decedute), luoghi, edifici e prodotti.

Reincarnated as a baby who was in his mother's womb for a hundred years, the moment Lin Xuan was born, the whole world was shocked. When he took his first breath, he gathered all the purple qi from 30,000 miles east. He was dubbed the Saint Child by others. When he let out his first cry, it helped all of the cultivators around him break through their limits. When he first opened his eyes, his parents mastered the Divine Eyes technique. When he first moved his fingers, he tore open a crack in space. It was the Devastating Finger. When he took his first step, cracks formed on the crust of the earth. It was the Chaotic Eight Steps. When he first spoke, first ate, and first showered… His Ancestor praised, “He’s the pride of our family.” The Holy Maiden argued, “He’s mine!” The Empress announced, “I’m willing to wait until he’s an adult!” Buddda’s apprentice cursed, “Why am I meditating here? I can break through just by being close to him!” By the time the baby grew into a child, he was already invincible.

Changqing has always felt that she's incomparable to Guan Ying in every aspect. Even though she is pretty and has a good family background, this world is nothing more than a world where Princes are more attracted to Cinderellas. Her first love that she dearly remembers in her heart for years eventually becomes Guan Ying’s current boyfriend and her fiancé is Guan Ying’s ex. He has yet to forget Guan Ying. A business marriage brings Changqing and Song Chuyi together despite the absence of love. In public, he is her friend’s ex and in private he is her husband who cannot be publicly–known. At the hospital, her good friend enjoys her husband’s embrace while she can only act as though he's a stranger. At a gala dinner, her good friend hooks her arm around her first love’s arm shyly and she can only smile and give them her blessings. … In this marriage, Changqing thinks that all is well other than the fact that Song Chuyi doesn’t love her. First, her husband is a doctor and he can treat all her illnesses while saving up on medical expenses. Second, doctors love cleanliness and her husband would always ensure the cleanliness of the house. Third, at the end of every month, her thin wallet would grow thick with cash that her husband stuffs in secretly. Fourth, as a person who doesn’t like to exercise, she always get dragged around by her husband day and night to do some pleasurable exercise that is beneficial for the body and mind. Fifth, she would never have to worry that she would be out of money. There are always so many uncountable advantages that Changqing enjoys. … After the marriage, on a certain night, Changqing looks at Dr. Song gloomily. "Hubby, why are you so nice to me when you don’t even love me?" Dr. Song continues reading his medical books and ignores her. It's sometimes quite a headache when your wife is too stupid and daft. Until one day, Changqing realises that there's really no free lunch in this world…

"Vil du vide, hvordan det her fungerer?" hviskede han. "Ja!" gispede jeg som svar på, at han hev i mit hår. "Jeg vil gerne vide det." "Ja, hvad?" spurgte han, hvilket fik mine tanker til at hvirvle rundt med erkendelsen af, hvad han tændte på. "Ja, herre. Jeg kan være en sød pige." **** For Becca vækkede turen til Miami gamle barndomsminder med hendes bedste veninde, Tally. Hun havde brug for pausen efter et hårdt år på Yale og et brud med sin kæreste, Chad. Hun forventede ikke, at hendes sommer fuld af sjov skulle inkludere at sove med James, Den Italienske Hingst – Tallys far. Selvom hun ved, det er forkert, lader hun James trække sig ind i en malstrøm af nydelse, der får hende til at bryde igennem virkelighedens overflade og kæmpe for at overleve. Kan Becca udholde denne nydelse, uden at Tally finder ud af det? Eller vil hendes hemmeligheder få hendes verden til at styrte i grus?

"M... Marissa! Er de mine børn?" Rafaels øjne flyttede sig ikke fra de bedårende børns ansigter. "Nej, Rafael. Det er de ikke," sagde Marissa med et falsk smil, "De er ikke dine. Kan du huske det?" hun slog vipperne ned ret dramatisk, "Vi var aldrig gift!" Marissa Aarons ældre søster Valerie Aaron svigtede sin blinde kæreste på deres bryllupsdag og stak af. For at redde ansigt tryglede Merissas familie hende om at gifte sig med Raphael Sinclair. Ironien? Hun fik ikke lov til at fortælle sin blinde mand, at hun ikke var Valerie, men Merissa Aaron. På dagen for Rafaels vellykkede øjenoperation fandt Marissa ud af, at Valerie var tilbage for at indtage sin retmæssige plads som Sinclaires svigerdatter. Marissa forsøgte at forklare sin mand, at det var hende, der var gift med ham, men han troede hende ikke. I stedet for at forsøge at overbevise ham yderligere, besluttede en knust Merissa at forlade byen uden at fortælle ham sin hemmelighed. Raphael Sinclair var den klassiske definition på drønlækker og var den eneste arving til Sinclair koncernen. Hvad ville han gøre, når han fandt ud af, at den kvinde, der hele tiden havde tilbudt ham sin kærlighed og sin krop, ikke var Valerie, men hendes lillesøster Marissa Aaron? Hvordan ville han reagere, når han fandt ud af, at han var far til de babyer, Marissa bar i sin livmoder? Ville han tage efter Marissa og vinde hende tilbage? Og million-dollar-spørgsmålet! Ville Marissa nogensinde kunne tilgive ham og elske ham igen?

For fem år siden blev hun tvunget til at gifte sig ind i Quinton-familien. Hendes svigermor brød sig ikke om hende, hendes mand elskede hende ikke, og hun led under kold behandling og diverse pinsler. Fem år senere blev hun resolut skilt fra ham, men overhørte ved et tilfælde en chokerende nyhed; det viste sig, at den mand, der tilbragte en nat med hende dengang, ikke var hendes eksmand. Den lille pige, der blev forgudet af alle i Quinton-familien, var i virkeligheden hendes barn. Hun var fast besluttet på at vinde sit barn tilbage, men kom til at provokere den mest formidable mand i Quinton-familien. Med et koldt ansigtsudtryk tog han hende med hjem...

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

Qin Chuan descended from the mountain to cancel the engagement, which made the top-notch female CEO burst into tears. Looking at the sight of her fiancée's pitiable appearance… Break off the engagement? Who is going to break off the engagement? I am the Flower Guardian!