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[Cura para el Rebelde] Después de regresar de su cultivo, Tang Ye se mezcló en la vida urbana, poseyendo tanto conocimientos médicos como habilidades en artes marciales, ¡podía salvar a la gente común y vencer a los brutos!

El olor a desinfectante se mezclaba con el leve aroma de jazmines que venía de la ventana. Julián observaba el techo blanco del hospital, el mismo que veía desde hacía seis meses, desde el accidente. Antes era un hombre fuerte, dueño de su propio taller, siempre con las manos manchadas de grasa y la sonrisa lista para su esposa, Laura. Pero desde que perdió la movilidad de las piernas, también empezó a perderla a ella. Laura ya no lo miraba igual. Al principio, lo visitaba todos los días, le traía flores y hablaba de esperanza. Pero con el tiempo, las flores se marchitaron y las visitas se hicieron breves. A veces solo dejaba un "cómo estás" y una mirada de pena antes de marcharse, siempre con prisa. La que sí se quedaba era Elena, la enfermera de turno nocturno. Tenía una voz serena, como quien sabe curar con palabras. No solo cambiaba sus vendajes, también escuchaba sus silencios. Le hablaba del mar, de las luces de la ciudad, de libros que nunca había leído. Y sin darse cuenta, Julián empezó a esperarla más que a su propia esposa. Una noche de lluvia, mientras todos dormían, Elena entró con una manta extra y lo cubrió. —No debería encariñarme —susurró ella. —Ya lo hicimos los dos —respondió él, mirándola a los ojos por primera vez sin miedo. Desde entonces, cada noche se volvió un refugio. Ella le devolvía las ganas de luchar, y él, sin moverse, empezó a caminar de nuevo… pero por dentro.

A Matilha Lua Crescente tinha uma regra inabalável: o herdeiro Alfa nunca poderia se unir a uma garota humana. Apesar disso, Marshall Lockwood, o herdeiro Alfa da Matilha Lua Crescente, formou um vínculo de parceiros comigo. Para ficar comigo, ele desafiou abertamente o conselho de anciãos da família Lockwood. Ele suportou uma punição brutal, com o sangue encharcando sua camisa, mas sorriu e me disse: "Annelise, não tenha medo. Eu só quero você". Eventualmente, o conselho de anciãos cedeu, concordando em deixar Marshall e eu partirmos juntos. Mas eles tinham uma condição: ele precisava deixar um herdeiro de sangue puro para a matilha. A partir daquele dia, a palavra que mais ouvi dos lábios de Marshall foi "espere". Na primeira vez, Marshall me disse para esperar enquanto ele encontrava outra loba para gerar seu filhote. Ele dormiu com Serena Valenti noventa e nove vezes até que ela concebesse seu filhote. Na segunda vez, ele me disse para esperar novamente, porque o primeiro filhote, Maya, era uma menina, e os anciãos exigiam um menino. Então, Marshall dormiu com Serena incontáveis vezes mais até que ela concebesse novamente. Justo quando eu pensava que nosso tormento havia finalmente acabado, a filha deles, Maya, tocou acidentalmente a relíquia da Lua Sombria durante sua primeira cerimônia lunar — um item amaldiçoado fatal para filhotes jovens. Todos estavam convencidos de que eu havia orquestrado isso. Quando me jogaram na câmara solitária gelada, Marshall ficou parado na porta, seus olhos ardendo. "Eu te disse para esperar..." Seu olhar era glacial. "Você sabe o que a relíquia da Lua Sombria significa para nossos filhotes. Por que você machucaria meu filho?" Suas palavras — "meu filhote" — foram uma facada no meu coração. Uma dor excruciante me invadiu, e minhas unhas afundaram nas minhas palmas. Quando a porta da câmara solitária se abriu novamente, minhas mãos, rasgadas e ensanguentadas de tanto arranhar as paredes, caíram flácidas ao meu lado. Desta vez, eu estava cansada de esperar.

En cada aniversario, Nolan preparaba una nueva e ingeniosa forma de humillarme. Nuestra gala benéfica del décimo aniversario se celebró en su finca de Hampton, donde las copas tintineaban y se codeaba la flor y nata de la alta sociedad. Nolan entró en el salón de baile con una mujer del brazo, cuyo cuerpo apenas se ocultaba bajo un vestido de malla de cristal resplandeciente. La música se detuvo con un chirrido. Se acercó a mí, su voz era un murmullo bajo, pero se escuchó lo suficientemente alto como para que los invitados de alrededor oyeran cada palabra. —Claire —dijo con voz baja y autoritaria—. Tiene frío. Quítate tu vestido de alta costura y dáselo. Los murmullos de asombro se extendieron entre la multitud. Antes de que pudiera reaccionar, añadió, como si eso no fuera suficientemente degradante: —Y la lencería. Quiere el conjunto que llevas puesto. Mi mano voló a mi garganta, en un intento desesperado por aferrarme a la última pizca de mi dignidad como la señora Underwood. —Nolan, aquí no... No le importó. Simplemente me rasgó el vestido. —Deja de fingir. Lo recuerdas, ¿verdad? Hace diez años, tu padre me vendió a ti. Todavía recuerdo la patética expresión de tu rostro. Todos los ojos estaban puestos en mí, esperando a que me derrumbara. Así que hice lo único que podía hacer. —Quiero el divorcio. Otra vez. Nolan se rio y me plantó un teléfono en la cara. En la pantalla se reproducía un vídeo íntimo nuestro. —Lo dices todos los años. Y todos los años, vuelves arrastrándote a mi cama. Piensa, Claire. ¿Qué pasaría si estos vídeos se filtran? O peor, ¿qué pasaría si corto la financiación para tu madre en coma? ¿De verdad crees que sobrevivirá sin un tratamiento que cuesta cinco cifras al día?

Song Qingyuan is a piano genius who was born in a rich family. He thought he had the fortune to follow his own path in life. However, when his mother died under questionable circumstances and his father immediately remarried not even two months after his death it was a huge blow to him. But little did he know that it was just the beginning of his misery. Zhao Shing the lone uncrowned emperor of the business world. A man who was as gentle as the spring breeze but had always been as distant as the sky. His thoughts; as deep as the ocean and his eyes as dark as the abyss. He had been brought up in a family you'd use as an example of the perfect family. Two lonely souls that couldn't be any more different and yet the most compatible pair. Zhao Shing, who had always been sensible, had never had to wish for anything because everything had always been handed to him, had given Song Qingyuan everything like it was his right and demanded nothing in return. Suddenly, that man demanded his attention, his heart and his entire existence. A damaged free spirit without a home and A gentle soul with an apathetic heart; A fateful encounter that should have just been limited to clandestine marriage contract, they had never imagined that the two souls would meet at a turbulent time and become the only thing they each desired. But since heaven gave them the chance they will take it at any cost. "While looking for an amenity, we found our eternity."

At the dawn of time, a celestial war erupts in the sacred lands of Eden. The Fruit of Life—an artefact of divine power—holds the key to immortality, but its existence has drawn the attention of the abyss. Malphas, a being born of darkness, leads an assault against heaven’s chosen warriors, seeking to claim the fruit for himself. In the heart of this battle stands Lucian, a warrior of untold potential, reborn time and time again to protect the divine order. But as the war escalates and betrayal seeps into the ranks of Eden’s defenders, the line between salvation and destruction begins to blur. When one of their own succumbs to corruption, the balance shifts. Cities fall, allies waver, and the forces of heaven are pushed to their limits. But Malphas has yet to reveal his true form. Is this the beginning of the end? Will Lucian rise, or will Eden burn?

A genius fighter with a nasty attitude had fought every day, even though he’d lose some fights he had never once fallen. Even when knocked-out he’d be unconscious standing, and that was how he got the nickname ‘Unfallen’ Suddenly he woke up in a strange bed in a fancy-looking room. His ‘family’ was worried sick for him. The only problem was, he had no clue who these people were.

As ᴀᴅᴠᴇʀsɪᴛʏ ᴡᴀsʜᴇs ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴜs, ᴡᴇ ʀɪsᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴏsᴇ ᴡᴀᴠᴇs. Eᴀᴄʜ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ ɪɴ ᴏᴜʀ ʟɪᴠᴇs ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ᴡᴇ ᴄʜᴀʟʟᴇɴɢᴇ ɪᴛ ʙᴀᴄᴋ. Tʜɪs sɪɢɴ ʙʀɪɴɢs ᴡɪᴛʜ ɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʀᴀɢᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ sʜɪɴɪɴɢ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇs ᴀɢᴀɪɴsᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴀʀᴋɴᴇss. DIVE INTO THE WORLD OF EDENFELL

You're safe so long as you don't invite a stranger in your house. But what if they're the ones to invite you? Possessing natural charm and exceptional looks, Xaius believed he could lure any woman. He's the predator prowling for favored prey, the one to send sensual invitations, and women were his willing guests. But then everything was about to change when he met this enticing woman---beastly in nature, and dangerously out of his league. She was everything that life was not. An embodiment of both grace and hell. But Xaius was instantly drawn to this woman who lived long enough to tell the darkest tales of the undead. He knew it's insanity to be drawn to death, yet he did not care. Little did he know; one hellish invitation would change the typical setup. And no, he wouldn't be the predator this time.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!