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The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

Fu Nanli, the flight captain and sole heir to the Fu Consortium, lost his memory in an accident. He could not remember anything about his family, identity, or status. He only remembered Wen Qiao, who had risked his life to save her before the accident. "You are?" Wen Qiao said shamelessly, "I'm your wife." Young Master Fu was confused, but he only remembered one person. If she said yes, then so be it. The cold and noble Prince Charming had been snatched away by a wild girl from nowhere. All the socialites in Harbor City were enraged. All the socialites gathered 100 million yuan. They had to tear off the fake mask of a certain vixen, Wen Qiao. However, all they got, in the end, was the marriage of the century. The wife he got after losing his memory, when he regained his memory, would still be the person he loved the most in his life. If everything was guided by fate, then he would be grateful for such an encounter, that was what Fu Nanli believed. yuan to rip off the vixen Wen Qiao’s mask and expose her lies. Yet, there is nothing they can do to stop the 'wedding of the century' from taking place. Just like that, one hundred million yuan is gone in a flash! Uttering cries of anguish, the socialites simply can’t fathom why this is happening. "Everyone says Young Master Fu is shrewd and adept at scheming. Why did he fall for the deceitful little vixen?!” With an arrogant gaze, the man muses dotingly, “If I didn’t play along, how was I to abduct the little fox and take her home?”
Urban
1477 Chs
She-Wolf is too Scheming

She-Wolf is too Scheming

She was a naive and kind little girl with a Special Ability, but what awaited her was not happiness, but misfortune. She feigned cleverness and cuteness, secretly plotting, and overturned her tragic fate with her own hands, because she was determined to write her own destiny. Reborn into a new life, she found herself growing up among wolves. The past was like a fleeting cloud; now she was cunning, kind, capricious, ruthless, and indifferent... a "beloved" wolf girl, enduring endless favor. In the dense, untraceable jungle, riding wolves was the envy of others. Yet, the girl was anxious and worried. Was this a death wish? To what era had she been transported? In the mountains without sun or moon, she had already spent six years yet still hadn't figured out in which era she had been reborn. Finally, hope arrived. The girl watched, her eyes shining, as the half-dead boy lay on the ground. To be precise, she was staring at his attire, which finally gave her a clue about the era she was living in. Calculating her own little plans, the girl excitedly rescued the boy, becoming his lifesaver and waiting for him to rescue her from her miserable life, the days of wearing animal skins and tree leaves were hard to endure. However, seeing an airplane thundering away overhead, she could no longer remain calm. Her small white teeth almost shattered. This was definitely the rhythm of courting death. Unbeknownst to her, though she thought she left no trace, she had already made a deep impression in his heart. Although they had never spoken a word to each other, they had taken root in each other's hearts in a special way. That year, she was six, and he was nine. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- He was wicked, unrestrained, and his deep eyes were like bottomless darkness. His entire being emitted a strange chill, and the cold, merciless word “kill” from his good-looking lips decided the fate of hundreds. She stood by, thinking, this is truly ruthless. His eyes shone like bright stars, and his clear gaze was somewhat dull. Blushes quietly crept onto his beautiful and bewitching face as he murmured like a mosquito, "Thank you," leaving the girl who served him food instantly speechless. They say women change faces faster than flipping a book, so why was it the reverse for her? She didn't know that his uniqueness was only ever shown to her. That year she was sixteen, and he was nineteen. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Some feared her, some shunned her, some adored her, some envied her, some were jealous of her... Only he understood that what she needed most was his love. Let's see how this generation's wolf girl, with her mysterious and unpredictable Skills, wanders the world, stirring up storms wherever she goes with her extraordinary presence. This text features a one-on-one relationship, a brand new Special Ability cool story. Both protagonists are pure of body and mind.
Urban
892 Chs
The Alpha Prince and his Silver Lone Wolf

The Alpha Prince and his Silver Lone Wolf

"When you love someone, you do not give up on them! You fight until the end!” ~Selene "I refuse to lose you !! PLEASE !!" ~Prince Alcyd "Who needs love if I have the world under my palm?" ~King Viktor Under the Blood Moon, it is told in the prophecy that a she-wolf will be born with the mixed blood of a witch and a vampire. It is revealed that Selene will rule over the supernatural world and possessing the power to unite the werewolves. Selene lost her pack and family. She vows to search for her older brother, her only remaining relative who seems to be alive. Crown Prince Alcyd McSigurd, second son of King Viktor is the most arrogant, ruthless, and most powerful among all his siblings. He is an Alpha too, though not the king of Alphas, like his father. Despite being nineteen, Alcyd is known as his father’s youngest general in the werewolf kingdom. Thus, dark forces fear the prophecy that is to come into fruition. A battle for supremacy over the supernatural world is bound to happen. Would they find love in the middle of the darkest times? Can their love sustain and thrive with all the threat that surrounds them? [Volume 1] - War of the Werewolves [Volume 2] - Legion of Vampires As the war between werewolves ended, King Lionel gathered his own forces in his own claim for supremacy. Selene and her fated Alpha unite their forces together in their attempt of taking what was rightfully destined for the new chosen one against those who dared to claim the supreme throne. [Volume 3] - Return of The Dark Lord After the Second Greatest War, Selene and Alcyd welcome another chapter in their life as Selene reign as the Supreme Ruler while Alcyd protect his loved ones from the return of the Dark Lord. Will their love be enough to conquer the darkness? Can Selene and Alcyd keep their loved ones safe from the looming threat of darkness? [Volume 4] - New Generation (Coming Soon!) (New Generation!) --- What kind of twisted fate awaits the Alpha Prince and Selene? Will there be love conquers it all or will darkness take it all? The battle between good and evil; who will stand victorious in this battle for supremacy? ============== ** 1 or 2 Chapters Release on 18:00 +8 GMT on the first week of the month ** ~ Release of chapters will only increase based on demand and support of Readers. ** For Gift or Donation in any amount is highly appreciated! All gifts are immediately spent on medicines and food for my family. ** paypal.me/madskie00017 Discord: madskie00017#8773 Instagram: @alphaprincenovel -For behind the scenes and more personal look with the making of the story THANK YOU SO MUCH for the support !! ========= *** Disclaimer: *** This novel's story, characters, and setting are all fictitious. All involved concept and terms which were used for names, institution, agencies, positions/titles, abilities, living and non-living things are all just Author's imagination. There is no association or reflection towards anybody or any organization or any entity in real life.
Fantasy
660 Chs
Part Wolf

Part Wolf

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT An unwarranted death, an unprecedented rebirth, two men vying for her love. Elize's life was not easy to begin with, but now she has to fight her own destiny. Will she want to return to what was hers? Or will she choose to ignore it? Is she strong enough to face her fate? Then what about love? GLIMPSES (P.S. Contains spoilers, read at your own discretion) : As she drew closer to the door, she could clearly hear two men bickering "I swear if you lay a finger-" Deep breath. Elize repeated to herself as she pushed the door open. Two heads whipped towards her direction from the corridor to which the door opened. The conversation between them seemed to have died down with her presence. One of the two tall men stepped towards her. An animalistic growl emanated from his body. Elize narrowed her eyes and was about to say something when she noticed it. Those eyes. Those same blue eyes! ********* "Who's there?!" She asked aloud, unable to find anyone. 'You have come at last.' The voice replied, a hint of joy in its tone. She gulped her saliva nervously. "Who- who's there?!" Elize stuttered. 'I am what is missing from you.' The voice replied, calmly. "Huh?" 'Since our time has not yet come to become one, why may I ask are you here?' The voice asked. "I uh.." She said absentmindedly. 'Let us seal our bond with a wish, that I may accept you as my master.' The voice spoke with much enthusiasm. ****** "Do you hate me Elize?" He asked, with a pout. Elize maintained her poker face. She was not going to fall for it no matter how cute he tried to act, she thought to herself. "No I don't sir. I don't even know you." She replied nonchalantly. "Ouch. That hurt." He said, clutching the place above his heart. Elize huffed, rolling her eyes. "Do you really have something to say or should I come back later?" She asked, folding her hands above her chest. "Would you come back to me later, on your own accord?" He teased, almost reaching her. "That's not what I-" The Kelpie's laughter cut her off. "You're so cute when you do that. It makes me want to bite you." He said licking his lips, his wet tongue gliding over his moist lips slowly, making a show of the process. Teaser is on the Instagram page : author_obsessedwithwolves Join our discord- https://discord.gg/Nrj87UT
Fantasy
532 Chs
Teilweise Wolf

Teilweise Wolf

WARNUNG: REIFE INHALTE Ein ungerechtfertigter Tod, eine beispiellose Wiedergeburt, zwei Männer, die um ihre Liebe kämpfen. Elizes Leben war von Anfang an nicht einfach, aber jetzt muss sie gegen ihr eigenes Schicksal kämpfen. Wird sie zu dem zurückkehren wollen, was ihr gehörte? Oder wird sie es vorziehen, es zu ignorieren? Ist sie stark genug, um sich ihrem Schicksal zu stellen? Und was ist mit der Liebe? EINBLICKE (P.S. Enthält Spoiler, lesen auf eigene Gefahr): Als sie sich der Tür näherte, konnte sie deutlich zwei Männer streiten hören: "Ich schwöre, wenn du einen Finger anlegst-" Tief durchatmen. Elize wiederholte es für sich selbst, als sie die Tür öffnete. Zwei Köpfe drehten sich blitzschnell in ihre Richtung vom Korridor aus, zu dem die Tür führte. Das Gespräch zwischen ihnen schien mit ihrer Anwesenheit verstummt zu sein. Einer der beiden großen Männer trat auf sie zu. Ein animalisches Knurren ging von seinem Körper aus. Eelize verengte ihre Augen und wollte gerade etwas sagen, als sie es bemerkte. Diese Augen. Diese gleichen blauen Augen! ********* "Wer ist da?!" fragte sie laut, unfähig, jemanden zu finden. 'Du bist endlich gekommen.' Die Stimme antwortete mit einem Hauch von Freude im Ton. Sie schluckte nervös ihren Speichel. "Wer- wer ist da?!" stotterte Elize. 'Ich bin das, was dir fehlt.' Die Stimme antwortete ruhig. "Hä?" 'Da unsere Zeit noch nicht gekommen ist, eins zu werden, warum, darf ich fragen, bist du hier?' fragte die Stimme. "Ich äh.." sagte sie geistesabwesend. 'Lass uns unsere Bindung mit einem Wunsch besiegeln, damit ich dich als meinen Meister akzeptieren kann.' Die Stimme sprach mit viel Enthusiasmus. ****** "Hasst du mich, Elize?" fragte er mit einem Schmollen. Eelize behielt ihr Pokerface bei. Sie würde nicht darauf hereinfallen, egal wie süß er zu handeln versuchte, dachte sie bei sich. "Nein, tue ich nicht, Sir. Ich kenne Sie nicht einmal." antwortete sie gleichgültig. "Autsch. Das tat weh." sagte er und griff sich an die Stelle über seinem Herzen. Eelize schnaubte und verdrehte die Augen. "Haben Sie wirklich etwas zu sagen oder soll ich später wiederkommen?" fragte sie und verschränkte die Arme vor der Brust. "Würdest du später zu mir zurückkommen, aus freien Stücken?" neckte er und kam ihr fast nahe. "Das ist nicht, was ich-" Das Lachen des Kelpie unterbrach sie. "Du bist so süß, wenn du das machst. Es macht mich Lust, dich zu beißen." sagte er und leckte sich die Lippen, seine nasse Zunge glitt langsam über seine feuchten Lippen und machte eine Show aus dem Prozess.
Fantasy
528 Chs
This gentleman remembers by
The author of " The Story of This Man " was Spicy Dried Fish.
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2026-06-19 21:52
If love remembers the lyrics
The lyrics of If Love Remembers are: " If you forget the fleeting fireflies, wait for the memories to shatter and sink." Falling on your heart mottled, that drag is my reluctance to part. If the longing had not been lost, and the longing had returned to the first moment. The warmth of fate, I want to keep it for you. If love remembers our promise, I will live for you even if it hurts. Waiting along the outline of my memory is my persistence. If love remembers the promise I keep for you, I will love you without regret even if I overturn the cause and effect. I've been waiting for you to respond to my wish for you."
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2025-01-14 05:44
The wind remembers the fragrance of a flower.
" The Wind Remembers the Fragrance of a Flower " was a web novel about a woman's growth and self-redemption. The author was Annie Baby. The protagonist of the story was a girl named Xiang Ling. She was born in a wealthy family, but she felt empty and lonely inside. By chance, she met a boy named Feng. They were attracted to each other, but Feng was married and had two children. Xiang Ling began to fall into conflict and pain. She realized that she should not destroy other people's families, but she could not let go of her feelings for Feng. In the second half of the novel, Xiang Ling began to reflect on her own life. She gradually found that there were many problems in her heart and found her own happiness and meaning through self-redemption and growth. Through vivid descriptions, the novel shows the difficulties and struggles faced by women in the face of emotions and life choices. At the same time, it also calls on readers to pay attention to women's rights and status and respect women's choices and rights. The Wind Remembers the Fragrance of a Flower is a novel full of female perspective and emotional resonance. It tells us that no matter what environment we are in, we can find our own value and meaning, and find true happiness and freedom through self-redemption and growth.
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2024-09-15 13:39
If Li Chengyin remembers first,
If Li Chengyin had remembered it first, the plot might have changed. He might be shocked, but he would soon calm down. He would repeatedly check Lil Feng's condition to see if she really had not remembered. If Lil Feng had not remembered, he might think of a way to make her never remember. Then, he would deal with the aftermath, including silencing them. However, the above answers were based on the analysis and speculation of the provided search results, so it was uncertain whether they were accurate.
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2025-01-13 08:09
No one remembers my birthday
It was a depressing and forgotten experience to have no one remember your birthday. On this special day, we expect to receive blessings and care, but when no one remembers our birthday, we may feel cold and lonely. This experience may remind us of the people we used to celebrate birthdays with, the people who cared about us, and the gifts and blessings we received. However, we also have to realize that birthdays are not the most important. What is important is our own blessings. Happy birthday did not only depend on the blessings of others, but also depended on the blessings and love one had for oneself. Although it would be disappointing if no one remembered their birthday, we could also think about it. Life is unfair. Some people are destined to be noticed, while others are destined to be forgotten. We can't force others to pay attention to us, nor can we force ourselves to pay attention to others. Therefore, we can learn from this experience to cherish ourselves more and bring ourselves happiness and satisfaction.
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2025-01-11 21:40
The Purple Hairpin Remembers the Lyric
The lyrics of The Story of the Purple Hairpin could be found in the search results provided. There were many documents that mentioned the lyrics of the Purple Hairpin, including " The Fragrance of the Flower Courtyard Alliance in the Purple Hairpin Story "," The Lyric of the Purple Hairpin Story in Cantonese opera "," The Picking Up the Hairpin in the Purple Hairpin Story in Cantonese opera ", and " The Lyric of the Sword and the Round Hairpin ". These lyrics described the emotions and storyline of the characters in the play, as well as the love-hate entanglement between them. However, due to the incomplete text fragments in the search results and the low degree of relatedness, the complete lyrics of Zi Chai Ji could not be provided. I suggest you search for more information or consult related resources to get the complete lyrics.
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2025-01-03 16:06
A movie that will disappear if no one remembers
There was an interesting setting in the movie, Dream Chaser. When no one in the world remembers you, you will disappear from the world forever. This was known as " Ultimate Death." The film explored the meaning of forgetting to life by telling the memories of a deceased relative. On the Day of the Dead in Mexico, deceased relatives would return to the living world briefly through the golden marigold chrysanthemum bridge. If no one remembers you, you will completely disappear from this world. This concept resonated with the audience, making them think about the meaning of life and the importance of memory.
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2025-01-18 17:45
Chang 'an remembers the meaning of the lyrics
The lyrics of " Memories of Chang 'an " expressed the feelings of parting and nostalgia for the past through the description of Chang' an. For example," The rain in Chang 'an, the feeling of autumn falls overnight, the road is thousands of miles, the north wind blows the guest's clothes " used delicate descriptions to show the coolness of autumn and the sadness of parting." Chang' an embankment, weeping poplars send farewell, thousands of mountains and moons, a sad green " further pushed the sadness of parting to the climax. At the same time, the lyrics also reflected the power of music. For example,"Only this song can send meaning to the heart" and "Only this song can forget the human world" showed the healing and infectious power of music. The entire song was set in ancient music, and with the lyrics, it made people feel as if they were in ancient Chang 'an, feeling parting and nostalgia. "Luo Han's Lyric Collection" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
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2026-06-30 10:48
Chang 'an remembers the origin of the lyrics
"Memories of Chang 'an" was sung by the audio monster (Li Nan). The lyrics were written by Pillow Clothes and Candy Pot, and the music was composed by Takebe Satoshi. The original song was "(Windmill)." The lyrics of the song incorporated many poems of scholars, but the exact information of which poems were not found. "Luo Han's Lyric Collection" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
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2026-06-27 10:23
The wind remembers the fragrance of flowers
The wind remembers the fragrance of flowers. Wind was formless and colorless, but it left countless traces when it traveled through the world. It blew across the earth, blew across the four seasons, blew across every blooming flower, and remembered the intoxicating fragrance of flowers. In the colorful garden, the flowers competed for beauty. The rose was delicate and beautiful, like a proud queen, emitting a strong and warm fragrance; the lily was as white as snow, quietly emitting a simple and fresh fragrance, like a quiet fairy; and the golden sunflower, under the sun happily raised its head, releasing a vibrant atmosphere. The wind blew gently. It was like a loyal messenger, collecting every kind of flower fragrance. It brought the warmth of the rose to the distance, so that the rich air spread, so that people passing by could feel the passion of love; It carried the elegance of the lily, drifting across the noisy world, bringing a touch of peace to the irritable soul; It carried the vitality of the sunflower, blowing into every lazy corner, awakening the sleeping hope. The wind remembered the fragrance of flowers, just like how people remembered those beautiful moments. In his childhood memories, there were the pagodas that filled the courtyard. Every May, the branches of the pagoda tree were covered with snow. As the wind blew, the sweet fragrance filled the entire courtyard. Grandmother sat under the tree, waving her palm-leaf fan. Her face was filled with a kind smile. The wind had mixed the fragrance of the locust flower and the love of his grandmother into the years. Even as time passed, when the wind blew a similar fragrance again, that beautiful time would reappear in his mind. In the field, the rape flowers were golden. The wind blew through the sea of flowers, and the rich fragrance of rape flowers drifted with the wind. It was the fragrance of hope for a bumper harvest, the crystallization of the farmers 'hard work. The wind carried this fragrance, telling every corner of the world that this land was full of vitality and hope. The wind remembered the fragrance of the flowers and also remembered the prosperity and vitality of this land. In the long river of time, many beautiful things gradually withered like flowers. But the wind would never forget the fragrance of the flowers that had once bloomed. Even if the petals fell and turned into soil, the wind still told their stories in the world. Just like those great men and heroes who had passed away, their spirits were remembered and spread by the wind like the fragrance of flowers. Their deeds exuded the brilliance of humanity and inspired generations of people. The "fragrance" of this spirit would never dissipate. The wind remembered the fragrance of the flowers. It regarded the fragrance of the flowers as the most precious gift in the world and passed it on between heaven and earth. We should also be like the wind, remembering the beauty of life, whether it's a blooming flower or a warm smile, passing on these beautiful things, filling the world with the warmth and hope of flowers. The novel "Smelling the Jasmine Fragrance Again" is equally exciting. Everyone is welcome to click and read it!
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2026-01-14 14:34
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