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Worst-case Scenario: After transmigrating, I’m buried under a mountain of debt! Watch how I use TikTok Live to clear my $100 million debt and rise to the top!

Angels and Demons fight for the soul of Emery Summer. Who will win? Emery Summers is a young farmer, still reeling from the death of her mother and brothers. She and her father, along with her aunt have slowly put the pieces of a normal life together. That is, until a new neighbor arrives and shatters everything she’s ever known about life...and death. Demons are after her and she doesn’t know why. With the help of an angelic being, Emery has to fight! Or forever perish.

Naghiwalay noon sina AVA at ANJO dahil sa kagustuhan ni Ava na makapagtapos sa pag-aaralm At sa paglipas ng maraming taon ay muli silang nagtagpo. Ngunit hindi na pwede ang lahat sa kanilang dalawa. Kapwa sila nakatali na ngunit hindi masaya sa kani-kanilang karelasyon. Si Ava, sinasaktan ng kaniyang asawa. Habang si Anjo naman ay nabubuhay sa pag-aalaga ng asawang may taning ang buhay... Sa muling pagku-krus ng kanilang mga landas, isang pagkakamali ang kanilang magagawa. Tama nga bang magkamali kung sa ngalan naman ito ng pagmamahal?

A reclusive billionaire, fed up with the isolation that comes with wealth, is reluctantly pushed by his well-meaning friends to download TikTok the app he’s long despised. But then he stumbles across her: an enigmatic creator who posts sarcastic, no-holds-barred daily vlogs, always hiding her face behind witty commentary and dry humor. Her take on the world is unlike anything he’s ever seen, and before he knows it, he’s hooked laughing at every joke and captivated by her sharp perspective on life. Determined to connect, he slides into her DMs, only to be met with silence. Just as he starts to give up, she posts a shocking announcement she’s engaged. It’s absurd, he knows, but the thought gnaws at him: What if she’s the one? Driven by an overwhelming sense of fate and a growing obsession, he embarks on a wild hunt to find the woman behind the screen. But as the chase escalates, he begins to question what it really means to fall in love in the digital age and whether he's chasing a dream or a real connection. In this unexpected, funny, and heartfelt tale of love, loneliness, and self-discovery, a billionaire sets out to prove that sometimes the most unpredictable paths lead to the greatest rewards.

Chloe Miller, the new intern at my company, posted a tearful TikTok video accusing me of rejecting her request for a three-week honeymoon in Bali. "Don't we all work hard to build the life we dream of? And now, my dream is being crushed by cold-blooded, out-of-touch elites like you!" "You won't even approve my time off for my honeymoon. Am I just a work machine to you? Am I not a living, breathing person?!" "I can't believe I was ever naive enough to believe in you, Sloane Hayes! You talked a big game about building an ethical, socially responsible fashion brand, but now your true colors are showing. You're nothing but a demon boss!" The video went viral almost instantly, with countless young people rallying behind her, convinced of her plight. They launched a coordinated online attack, doxxing me and sending death threats. As the CEO, I decided not to hide. I went live to confront her head-on. "I'm sorry, but I cannot approve Chloe Miller's leave request." "She is free to resign, or she can file a complaint with the appropriate authorities. That is her right. But I will not compromise on her leave request." My firm stance sent the livestream viewership skyrocketing. Among Chloe's supporters, some who claimed to be lawyers offered to represent her pro bono. But Chloe played the victim, putting on a troubled and vulnerable act for the camera. "I just want to go on my honeymoon. I never wanted to quit, and I definitely never thought about suing Sloane..."

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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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.

In a world overrun by demons and monsters, cultivators worship the Bizarre and Unspeakable as the Way of Heaven. If a mortal wishes to step onto the path of cultivation, they must gouge out their own eyes, sever their limbs, and destroy their Roots of Wisdom… Upon transmigrating into this world, Ren Qing discovered that through his Divine Ability, he was completely exempt from the horrific price of cultivation. And so, just like that, he casually embarked upon the path of cultivation…