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Yang Ge had never been the greatest in the world. But later, everyone in the realm of martial artists said he was the greatest in the world… PS1: This is a story about friendship, ideals, and reconciliation. PS2: The second place in the world is also good PS3: People strive for fame and fortune, struggling for a lifetime, and finally realize that it's just a bubble

Reborn in the United States in 1995, with all the web novels he has read in his head. Let's see how he uses online literature to skew America's bestseller rankings and become a popular cultural master like Stan Lee. In the 20th century, what is the largest IP in Hollywood? It's comics and web novels! Netflix? It's nothing without online literature! Disney's CEO later claims.

[COMPLETED] Fuse Ren had long been accustomed to living in the long winter. He never thought the snow would melt until the appearance of Hanada Tsubaki. Their love bloomed despite the harshness surrounding them. But, it was the story of five years ago. Ren was forcibly returned to where he belonged. He was dragged back into living in the freezing air. When Ren found Tsubaki again, she had lost all the memory related to him. Not even once was spared. To avoid drowning in the frostiness, he began his journey to once again invite the spring to grace his life. "I'll make you fall in love with me again," promised Ren as he gently kissed the back of her hand. "Whenever you're tired of donning the cold mask, you can come to me. I'll always be here," whispered Tsubaki softly. To Ren, Tsubaki would always be his spring. -------------------------------------- Commissioned cover by yuuri_e (Instagram). Exclusively for this book. Discord: hansora#1507 Instagram: hansora_author

Su Yan always wanted to be an author. Being moved by his determination (Well, in fact, she was just an avid reader of his fan-fictions and wanted him to write full time …) official Shen Lu grants the aspiring author a system: The Lovely Writing System! Finding a strange app on his beloved notebook, Su Yan is sure he has fallen prey to a hacker. But why is this strange app issuing tasks related to his favorite hobby? Wait … What? He is supposed to write BL?! And what is this shitty task about experiencing story immersion?! No! He’d rather not become an author if that means he also has to become a shou! Follow Su Yan on his path to becoming the world’s greatest BL author … and to reluctantly becoming a beloved shou thanks to a shitty Lovely Writing System! Release schedule: The story is finished.

（An elder above purity, beneath the High Mountain Flower, the divine altar.） In summer 2021, it was Jiang Tan's first encounter with Zhou Yingzhun. The man grabbed her wrist and pulled her into a shady corner, "Jiang Tan, there's a shortcut right here, will you take it?" Upon hearing that, Jiang Tan looked up at him. Jiang Tan loved Zhou Yinghuai. She loved his refined gaze when he lightly laughed, always composed, never captivated by emotions. But it wasn't tender-hearted devotion, rather an unspoken agreement. Ironically, it was Jiang Tan who broke the rules and allowed herself to fall, covered in heavy snow, her voice was crisp and cold: "Zhou Yingzhun, don't just like. Love!" The man's eyes were faintly aloof, a rare display of seriousness: "Tantan, I simply do not possess such a thing." She left him on a snowy night, Zhou Yingzhun did not utter a word to keep her, but the lights stayed on all night. In summer 2023, Jiang Tan's startup began to take shape, while the once low-profile man now attended all sorts of meetings, dominating the headlines, revealing his wealth as well as his charisma. Jiang Tan looked at the mole near his eye corner, lightly touching the screen, a lump forming in her throat. Meeting at the conference table, they were now just strangers. Jiang Tan argued with his subordinates, but was defeated each time. He, on the other hand, spectated from a higher position with an indifferent look. When the meeting ended, Jiang Tan gritted her teeth and packed up, while Zhou Yinghuai, with a slight lift of his eyebrows, said nonchalantly, "Jiang Tan, it's been a while." Jiang Tan left without turning back. Finally, during a cup-and-toast night at the Yangshan port, an intoxicated Jiang Tan settled in a corner, Zhou Yingzhun approached nonchalantly with a cigarette in his mouth, holding a pair of high heels in his hand. Under the public eye, the most indifferent man bent down to help her put on her shoes. Breaking into sobs, she said, "Zhou Yingzhun, you don't love me, why do you appear in my dreams?" His gaze turned gloomy, and after a moment, he softly replied, "Tantan, then can I light a firework in your dream as an apology?" Regardless of whatever else life offers, I am only fond of you. I will beg her to turn around, I will ask her to love me. Utter composure, profound obsession.

Only one word: Heirloom Heirloom? Isn't that a valuable object that has belonged to a family for several generations? Something that is supposed to bring pride, but not always, at least not in this story. Everything started with the mysterious 'Heirloom' and everything will probably end with it. Li Wei is our ML and Wang Yu Yan is our FL. The empty blanks I will leave it to you all to fill as you read their story. Come, witness their journey full of love, dangers, and some life-threatening secrets. _____________________ Excerpt He kissed her softly at first and then with a swift gradation of intensity that made Wang Yu Yan cling to him as the only stable thing in the dizzy swaying world. And Wang Yu Yan did not realize when her hands clutched to Li Wei's shirt tightly. Her hands automatically circled Li Wei's neck. On realizing this, Li Wei slowly and slowly kept on deepening the kiss. It became more and more passionately by the second. As it did, Wang Yu Yan felt her heartbeat accelerating. Li Wei parted his lips from her shaking lips, sending wild tremors along her nerves, evoking her sensations she had never known she was capable of feeling. Li Wei looked into her deep eyes. Wang Yu Yan was doing the same. This feeling that she was felt was foreign yet a nice feeling. She wanted to feel more of this, more of this, and before a swimming giddiness spun her round and round, Wang Yu Yan knew that she was kissing him back. .............................. The cover is not mine it belongs to its rightful owner. This is an original story by me and my best friend. So pls give it a try Thank You Neonlover_1 and Rainbow_Writermark

After transmigrating into a fantasy world, Chu Ge finally awakens a system at the age of eighteen. But the name of the system nearly makes him break down: The Villain Diary Check-In Sign-In System. What kind of ridiculous patchwork system is this? Day 1: Spirit Body reward. Day 7: King Body reward. Day 30: Saint Body reward. As Chu Ge keeps writing his daily diary, the world around him quietly begins to change. Destiny’s chosen sons rise one after another, while breathtaking female immortals start gathering around him. Years later, standing at the peak, facing countless protagonists and surrounded by peerless beauties, Chu Ge can only shout in despair: “System, you’ve completely misunderstood me! I really am not a Cao thief!” ============ Translation Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this novel. I am solely responsible for the translation efforts. If you like the novel, please help me by giving a review and power stones. This series is currently being hosted on fenrirealm site.

Thoughts of why and why stories are written. All the same English, he has not improved in 18 days. I'll figure something out, try to correct the text. --------------------------------------------------------- This is a work of art. Any resemblance to real people or real events is purely coincidental.

Vivian Sinclair followed her mother into the Prescott Family. Mother and daughter survived by clinging to the Prescotts. The Prescott siblings looked down on her background, bullied her, and ridiculed her as lowly. Only Curtis Prescott stood up: "The weaker you are, the stronger the enemy becomes. Don't be afraid, fight back." A naive heart secretly thumped, gradually imprisoning her childhood kindness from the young boy. Until that night, Miss Prescott ordered someone to kidnap her and silence her. The phone call made in panic was a lifeline: "Curtis is busy. She said if it's your call, don't answer!" Lost love and hate instantly froze into ice. Tristan Sterling had a face as cold as ice; every time Vivian Sinclair met this man, she needed a great psychological struggle. Yet, countless times, this man's cold-hearted and sharp tongue saved her from peril. But it was this aloof man who stood firmly behind her when she was humiliated and ridiculed, revealing his feelings only after nightfall. "Back then, I thought the girl with the bow was so silly, yet I remembered this silly girl." After losing contact with Vivian Sinclair, Curtis Prescott frantically searched for her within his heart: "Vivian, don't leave me, I was wrong!" Julian Sterling stood by with a faux gangster aura: "You don't need to take responsibility for that night."

I suddenly found myself in a world where traditional gender roles are reversed. Here, men are rare, with a staggering 1/100 male-to-female ratio. Things are quite different from my old world, but despite the surprises, I'm making the most of it and having a pretty enjoyable time!