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When Chicago ophthalmologist Patrick Holt meets transplanted southerner Clayton Teal at a dinner party, the attraction between them is immediate and mutual. Two men bond over Patrick’s love of food and Clay’s love of cooking.<br><br>But Patrick and Clay soon realize tasty dinners and delicious desserts sometimes aren’t enough to make a relationship work. Can Clay and Patrick keep their romance from falling flat?

After being ruthlessly murdered by my stepbrother and sister, I woke up in another world as... a baby?!! Even I can't pass on, I have to live as someone else now. And what's worse; I'm once again an illegitimate offspring of a duke's son, only this time I'm the villainess Rosalia Del Aviv Fontaine who was ruthlessly killed by her entire family after attempting to poison her grandfather and the "real" daughter of the duke's son. Now I must find a way to survive, which means I have to grow old enough to leave this house... and to avoid the duchy family at all cost.

I had been in the position of Duchess for nine years for my quiet and indifferent husband, but all I had left was contempt and indifference, and the only thing I was accused of having a love affair: – Now it’s a limit to endure this marriage. No matter how you cry and beat the Emperor, I can’t stand it anymore. —If. Yes. Can I sign here? – So if you pretend to be poor like last time, this time … What? I waved divorce papers on an indifferent day. – I’m done. Can I go now? – Oh, you don’t have to talk about alimony, dowry, just give me back my dowry. – What are you gonna do with that little money? My husband, who had not cared what he had done for the past nine years, asked me a question in his voice. I laughed confidently and answered: – I’m going to open a dessert cafe.

IT'S HELP FOR ME NOT MY NOVEL NOT MY BOOK JUST RECHERCHE!!!

It's a pure comedy. The comedic journey of three friends who are the Ruler of the Universes. They came to complete their last objective. Let's start their hilarious adventure. Even turning the most tragic in to comedy. [ Most of the characters are taken from different mythologies.] It will be quite fast paced. And a lots of grammar mistakes. Enjoy.

Der Rote Drache kam aus den weiten wilden Ödlanden und begehrte alle Kraft in der Welt. Einst trug er zahllose Titel: Zornvolle Flamme des Berges, Höllisches Unheil, Der Karminkaiser, Aschedrache...... Die Welt zitterte unter dem Schatten der riesigen Drachen. Er entfachte den Wahnsinn der magischen industriellen Revolution; im Reich, das er errichtete, brüllten Wywern, Artillerie feuerte im Einklang, und stählerne Bestien erschienen am Himmel und auf dem Land, während Katastrophen aus einer anderen Welt überall wüteten. "Unterwerft euch, oder sterbt." Cassius breitete seine Flügel aus, verdunkelte die Sonne und blickte auf die zitternden Menschen, Elfen und Zwerge unter ihm herab, während er dies sprach. ...... Es ist eine Geschichte über einen Roten Drachen mit einer Spielervorlage, der eine alternative Welt erobert, beherrscht und verändert. (Pseudo von DnD, Die Vierte Katastrophe, Roter Drache)

[A Resilient, Fiery Rebel's Daughter x A Righteous and Imposing Minister of the Court of Judicial Review] Jie Xiangsi has a secret. She is not the real Jie Xiangsi, but the reincarnated daughter of a traitor—Xiao Yan. To clear her clan's name, she deliberately approaches her mortal enemy from her past life, Zhou Yanzhi, the current Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, using Jie Xiangsi's identity as his distant cousin, carefully maneuvering and deliberately flirting. Despite their numerous clashes in her past life, she underestimated the extent to which this official was "unromantic." He mistakenly entered her boudoir, his apology gift being a copy of "The Coroner's Record of Corpse Dissection"; she was accidentally injured, and he took over applying medicine, but without blinking, he tore open her wound, saying to her solemnly, "Cousin, a short pain is better than a long one." Xie Xiangsi couldn't help but fall silent. Could she really win over this high-and-mighty beauty? Yet, on the very night she turned to leave, she was locked in Dali Temple prison by a pair of familiar handcuffs. Before the dark racks, the person who ordered her to be bound had reddened eyes, approaching her and whispering: "So everything you did... was just to overturn the case?" "Did you ever truly have me in your heart?" Xie Xiangsi stared at the walls full of torture instruments, remaining silent. Was this question a wrong answer, one from which she could never escape? But the answer she received wasn't punishment...

Der dunkle Untergrund-Kerker war gefüllt mit unzähligen antiken Relikten und Schätzen. Unheimliche, deformierte, verfluchte Objekte... Der Abgrund, Katakomben, Uralte Götter, mythische Rassen... Mechanik, verfluchte Siegelimplantate und die gigantischen schwarzen Türme... Eine eigenartige Mischung aus Alchemie, ein Tropfen Steampunk, zwei Löffel übernatürliches Mysterium, die zu einer lebendigen und farbenfrohen Fantasiewelt verschmelzen. Ich bin ein Puppenspieler Alchemist. Alles, was meine Augen erblicken, wird zu meiner Puppe. Allein bin ich eine Armee!

Evan Rios, a burned-out 42-year-old line cook, inherits his grandmother’s shuttered diner and a dog-eared ledger that reads more like scripture than recipes. When he serves one simple bowl of soup, something opens under his sternum—a Hearth that turns heat, aroma, taste, and texture into living meridians. Each dish he crafts can unlock a Palate Gate—Umami, Sweet, Bitter, Sour, Salty, Heat, Aroma, Texture—refining power only by feeding people who truly need it. But the city’s “White Aprons” regulate Savor like contraband, the Butcher’s Knot hoards ingredients, and a rival chef grows strong on empty hunger. Pop-up duels, market raids, and ethics-in-every-bite battles force Evan to choose: chase power, or serve it. In a world where flavor shapes fate, service starts when you breathe—and every bowl is a vow.

The duchess's scheme, female lead: Vanessa male lead: Henry insta: Araflyxx thank you for reading!!!