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Three years ago, he ran rampant in Africa, undeniably the King of Soldier Kings. Three years later, he returned to the city, carless, houseless, and constantly in trouble. Applying to be a security guard at a company, switching from the battlefield to the office, he's low key, clever, with depth. Even security guards can have their moment in the spring. Every time someone asked him, why are you always the unlucky one? Basil Jaak would shyly say, it's just because I'm too obviously handsome! ...

New thrilling book A legendary soldier returns to the city, helplessly forced into marriage by a beautiful CEO.

He is a great fighter in real life, but he is mistakenly assigned a "Mage" job class in a virtual reality game! He is someone who uses power to conquer power, so he makes the most out of the mistake and transforms into a fierce Mage, versed in close combat, in the blink of an eye! By perfectly combining strength and spells, he uncovers a new path of gaming! Fireball? Chain Lightning? Frost Mirror… Wait just a minute; I’ve come to practice kung fu! Spells have nothing to do with me! What’s that? I’m a Mage? Oh, right! I am a Mage indeed. But… Are you certain I’m one? Alright… Feel the might of my saber! My sword! My hidden weapons! What? You’re saying I’m no Mage now? Let me prove it to you if you don’t believe me! But even if you believe me, I will still show you just how unstoppable a Mage who knows kung fu can be!

The first meeting was at a small bar. A friend nudged his arm, smiling somewhat suggestively: A woman like Daisy Ginger should be kept in a vase, constantly admired, and toyed with at any moment. At that time, she seemed to be drunk and was persuaded by her friend to take to the dance floor and perform a dance. He propped up his face, watching the glamorous woman with casual indifference under the dazzling lights. Daisy Ginger. The name is spicy enough. The figure. Also spicy enough. * Banyan City’s young Master Wen, afflicted with a severe illness, was deemed by doctors at birth to not live past the age of thirty. He lived capriciously up to the age of twenty-five, never imagining he’d encounter such a dilemma in his lifetime—if he were to die, what would happen to the little demon at home who creates chaos and mischief without his protection, and ends up bringing harm upon herself when he’s no longer there to shield her?

Su Qinglan sad med krydsede ben på græsset og holdt den mest buttede tigerunge, hun nogensinde havde set. “Nååh… Se nu dig,” hviskede hun og prikkede til dens lille næse. “Så sød, at jeg kunne spise dig...” En pludselig skygge tårnede sig op over hende. “Hvad er der så fantastisk ved denne stinkende unge?” spurgte en dyb, munter stemme. Hun blinkede op... og stivnede. Højt over hende stod en høj tiger-dyremand, hans gyldne øjne smalle i et dovent, rovdyragtigt smil. “Lad os få vores,” sagde han. Su Qinglans hjerne kortsluttede. … Vores? VORES?! Før hun kunne nå at bearbejde det, blev hun i næste øjeblik hejst op på hans brede skulder som en sæk korn og båret direkte mod hulen. Su Qinglan var så overrumplet af pludseligheden i det hele... at hun helt glemte at klage. *** Su Qinglans knæ slog mod hinanden, da hun stirrede op på den enorme slange. Dens kolde, røde øjne blev smalle, og dens tunge svippede ud for at smage på luften mellem dem. “S-Spis mig ikke,” stammede hun og krammede sig selv. “Jeg... jeg smager ikke godt... virkelig, jeg er senet og fuld af... øh... dårligt kolesterol.” Slangens hoved sænkede sig, til det kun var få centimeter fra hendes ansigt. Hendes ræveører spjættede vildt. Og så, før hun kunne nå at blinke... glimtede dens massive krop, skæl blev til solbrun hud og slanke muskler. Foran hende stod en mand så betagende smuk, at Su Qinglans stakkels ræveøjne løb i vand bare ved synet af ham. Su Qinglan sank en klump, og hendes hale buskede sig i panik. “Jeg... jeg...” Hendes stemme knækkede. Okay, nyt problem... slangen er hot. Hun klemte øjenene i. “Hvis du... hvis du virkelig vil...” røg det ud af hende, mens hendes ansigt brændte, “...s-så kan du... tage mig.” *** Det ene øjeblik kæmpede Su Qinglan mod zombiekongen af al sin magt. Bum! Det næste vågnede hun op i en bizar bæstverden... i kroppen på en doven, forkælet, fed lokal tyran, som alle hadede. Den “oprindelige” Su Qinglan havde været en arrogant, intrigant skurkinde, der brugte sine dage på at mobbe svagere beastkvinder, jage smukke hanner og terrorisere stammens børn. Nu, takket være skæbnens forskruede humor, havde Qinglan arvet kroppen og det dårlige rygte. Men helt ærligt? At være fed i en bæstverden var stadig bedre end at sulte i apokalypsen. Her kunne hun i det mindste spise. Det eneste problem? I denne verden var mænd ikke bare mænd, de var dyremænd. Høje, stærke, farlige... Og tilsyneladende blev enhver beastkvinde forventet at have flere ægtemænd. Hvad var hagen? Den “oprindelige” Qinglans narrestreger havde skræmt enhver anstændig han væk inden for en radius af ti mil. Bevæbnet med sine apokalyptiske overlevelsesinstinkter, en skarp tunge og et mystisk system, der pludselig blev aktiveret... "Binder til vært…" "Tillykke, vært, med din vellykkede ankomst til bæstverdenen." Qinglan besluttede, at hun ikke ville græde over skæbnen. Hvis hun skulle bo her, så ville hun leve stort, bogstaveligt talt.

When she discovered the reason Julian Sinclair adopted her, it marked the beginning of him pushing her into the abyss with his own hands. She was most afraid of being abandoned, yet in the end, she was abandoned by him. He was most afraid of losing control, yet time and again, he went crazy for her. Julian Sinclair: "Promise me, never trust anyone, including me."

Nathaniel Adikusuma secara sembunyi- sembunyi menjalin hubungan dengan sesama pria sejak dirinya menempuh pendidikan di new york. Khawatir akan penolakan dari orang- orang terdekatnya ia pun menutupi jati dirinya tersebut. Sekembaliannya ke kampung halaman Nathan langsung dihadapkan dengan kedinginan keluarga yang memang sejak dulu dirasakannya. Hingga ia harus bertemu Maxime Nandara, sosok yang dikenalnya secara terpaksa hanya karena kesamaannya sebagai calon pewaris tahta. Nathan yang diharuskan orangtuanya untuk selalu bersikap ramah pun akhirnya tak dapat membendung kekesalannya pada Max yang mulai ikut campur dalam permasalah keluarga dan percintaannya. Semua bertambah rumit saat hubungan persahabatan dan cintanya yang saling membentur satu sama lain. Max yang seperti tak gentar untuk mendekatinya pun membuat hatinya sedikit goyah. Akankah Nathan akan tetap setia dengan Rian Fahreza, kekasihnya sejak awal itu? Ataukah pesona Max yang begitu dominant hingga malah bisa membuatnya berpaling? Ataukah Nathan lebih memilih menjadi anak baik dengan menikahi seorang gadis?!

Jin Yeong was just another office worker—forgettable, unremarkable, and stuck in a life that never went anywhere. He wasn’t strong. He wasn’t talented. In a world of ambition, he was just… there. Then, the sky cracked open. A voice echoed across the world, mocking humanity’s weakness. A system was given. A chance to survive. People awakened powerful abilities—fire, lightning, super strength. Jin got this: [Limitless Weapon Mastery] "Any weapon you wield is used at its maximum potential." No fire. No magic. No enhancements. Just a simple skill? But soon he and the world will learn a simple truth: It’s not about what you wield. It’s about how you wield it.

To break off her engagement with her cheating fiancé, Ivy Sherwood, who is pretending to be ugly, seduces her fiancé's uncle. After a night of indulgence, Ivy Sherwood tosses down two hundred bucks and remarks, "The service last night was pretty good." Just as she's about to make her escape, she's pulled into the man's embrace: "Isn't it your turn to serve me now?" Quentin Blackwood is a forbidding figure in The Veridian Circle. Someone claims to have seen him pinning a woman against a wall and kissing her fiercely, but everyone else vehemently shakes their heads: "Impossible! Who could possibly catch Master Blackwood's eye?" Others say the woman was suspected to be Ivy Sherwood, and the crowd scoffs: "That's even more impossible! Master Blackwood doesn't even spare a glance for stunning beauties, how could he possibly fall for an ugly woman?" That is, until someone sees the distinguished man kneeling to put a shoe on for Ivy Sherwood, all just to coax a kiss from her. Upon seeing Ivy Sherwood's true appearance, the scumbag fiancé has a sudden realization and wants to beg for forgiveness, only to be kicked out of the house by the other man, who then flashes a marriage certificate: "Call her Auntie."

[WARNING : MATURE CONTENT] Every each person holds a dark and deep secret in their hands. And hers is a crime. ... Veda Ambrose, a supermodel who has gained both fame and wealth. She is a dream that every man desires and every woman craves to be. But who would have thought a perfect woman like her has been veiling the bitter secret in her palm the whole time? She messed with the wrong person in the past. Veda Ambrose committed a murder. A crime which she could never run away from forever. She even changed her name, moved her house and switched her car, just to hide from that perilous man, Edward Gable. Unintentionally, she killed his lover. It was not purposely. It was a mistake. But what she had done could not be changed. So she got an option to run away from him only. Still, he managed to discover her always. Not to mention the fact that Edward Gable is one of the crime lords. Now he has appeared in front of her after five years. He has come to make her repay for the crime she has wronged. However, Veda Ambrose refuses the fate and asks for help from another man instead. The man who can rescue her only in this tough situation, Lucius Ford.