oath and honor a memoir and a warning

A new book is out: [Awesome Uncle: Sweet Wife, Be Pampered]. Luo Qingli thought her sudden-marriage husband was just a lawyer, only to find out he had multiple identities later on-scion of a wealthy family, mysterious CEO... In Luo Qingli's eyes, Gu Yuying is nothing but a refined rascal, inappropriately restrained and shrouded in a shadow of mystery—a wolf in sheep's clothing. Moreover, he is a lustful... wolf. "Uncle, let's get a divorce! You always leave me guessing. I don't feel secure." Luo Qingli turns around only to see Gu Yuying is unbuttoning his shirt. She exclaims, "Why are you taking off your clothes? And so... thoroughly..." Gu Yuying gives an evil smile, "Didn't you say you can't see through me, can't touch me? No worries, take a good look, touch freely... until you finally understand." Gu Yuying says: There's a poison in this world named Luo Qingli. Once you fall in love, you're addicted; once you start spoiling, it's impossible to stop. Luo Qingli says: Never, ever negotiate a divorce with a lawyer, or you’ll lose everything, not even leaving a trace behind.

【Fantasía Explosiva, Ficción Emocionante】Había sido golpeado por su padre hasta quedar lisiado y expulsado de su hogar, sin embargo, era el genio más increíble de la historia. La Emperatriz del Mundo Divino? ¡Es mi mujer! El Gran Señor del Mundo Demoníaco? ¡Es mi discípulo! El Dios Dragón del Reino Demoníaco? ¡Es mi montura! ¡Los que se metan con Xu Nian morirán! ¡Los que toquen la Lámina Prohibida de Xu Nian desearán estar muertos!

After she noticed she was being chased after by a certain beauty, she bound herself to a System and started her quick transmigration journey… After a countless number of worlds, the beauty was finally driven to villainy, and his long, elegant fingers pulled at his black tie…

She was the little chief secretary at Huo Yunting’s office, who carried out jobs both on the table and "under" the table. She was also his obedient wife at night, fulfilling his needs. It was a repentance, a redemption to her sin, Lu Zhaoyang was swallowing all these humiliations as heaven forbade, her mother was the other woman in this ugly affair with the wealthy Huo family, and eventually shattered the entire family, droving Huo’s mother insane. It was probably the fairest, also the most horrible bargain of Lu’s life as Huo Yunting raided their house one day. “You would compensate with your body. On daily basis.” The offer was made and she could not say no. “If you think you aren’t having enough fun… Well, perhaps we could play the divorce game, then we could have another marriage, making the same vow with you always as my bride. I can do this, again and again. Again, and again. Isn’t that sweet, honey?” Was it heart-moving, or simply tear-moving? ISN’T IT OBVIOUS? Huo Yunting, he’s a devil, both body and soul a devil! Join the Fifty Thunders of Huo Yunting! As you see dominance occurs in the classic office romance taken place in modern world with a hint of quirky comedy and heart-wrenching episodes!

Screams. Wails. Cries. Sobs. Regrets. Punishments. Sufferings. Pain. Pain. And Pain. Hell reeks of those smells. Scratchy and dark? Emotionless and screeching like nails on a chalkboard? I smirk. You poor little, clueless souls. Tall slender, wearing a red silk suit; his eyes have pure darkness. Stare at me, and I will get you to tell me what you desire; the words spoken in a deep, soft tone make the hair stand up at the back of your neck. He has tried to make people believe that darkness and evil are all myths. That way, he lures them to his dungeon and Grins at their pain and blood splattering all over the floor as the rats feast on the remains of the dead bodies. His dark eyes mislead you into trusting him and make you feel like it's the safest place to be. Lucifer brings fear into others just by the whisper of his name. He walks across the dungeon as his slaves plead for death; the anticipation of the unimaginable makes their hearts race with fear. Lucifer Morningstar turned his son into a demon.”Love has no boundaries.” Joshua and his sister both have secrets, and the only person who knows the secret is buried six feet under. Lucifer's enemies never live long enough to tell the tale, and being the most feared and cruel person on earth makes his family a constant target. “You were a heartless asshole, and now your family will pay dearly for the lives you have ruined.” consequences of his actions will lead to death, and death will bring darkness and chaos, “You took my family; now I will make you all suffer.” Prison has turned him into the monster that he became. The shadows and tales you have heard are all actual; the bedtime stories that were read to him as a child were not just a story but a sign to prepare him for the future. Evil will always follow you wherever you go.”Dwell, but don’t dwell too far and be away for long; my shadow will draw you back to where you belong, “It's either with me, or you are dead.” The more you fight it, the weaker you become; walk carefully and look back. Those shadows aren't ordinary. It's your enemies within you, “I will trail you, I will call you, and I will kill you if you dare to ignore me.” “You feel weak as I watch your blood drip to the concrete ground; there is no giving up, for you have lives to save. “That’s enough, dad; now it's our turn.” “Your turn?” He laughs as his kids are locked in a cell; Joshua and Tiffany have had enough. It's time they go up against their father. At first, he laughs, then realizes he underestimated his own kids. “Who will get the last laugh now? Father.” “Will we love you enough to spare you? Darkness is within us; your suffering will make you heartless and merciless. We have suffered enough; now it's your turn. Father” “You have spilled enough blood, and I will stop you even if it takes everything within me; I am nothing like you.” “Your Perfect life was not so perfect, especially if you had to protect the girl you love against your father.” Welcome to Dark honor. ”A quick death is more pleasurable than being in the presence of Lucifer Morningstar.”

As a World War II enthusiast, you may admire the professional qualities of the German army, envy the abundant resources of the American forces, and respect the tenacious fighting spirit of the Soviet army. If you could personally experience the military glory of the early German war, or transform into an Allied soldier to satisfy your thrilling World War II addiction in the later stages of the war, it would certainly be exhilarating. However, if your soul were to inhabit the body of a volunteer soldier in the "Nordland" division of the German army during the final stages of the war... Unfortunately, Lynn, who had just graduated from university, is such an unlucky fellow. He is thrown into a battle for survival from the moment he steps onto the scene, honing his skills in desperate combat, gradually evolving from a rookie to an elite. However, no matter how hard he tries...

What was honor? What did it truly mean to be a great knight? Weylyn was not certain, as a descendant from a lineage of the kingdom's greatest knights, it seemed Weylyn's destiny was already set in stone. To many, it would seem Weylyn had been dealt a lot of tremendous honor, born into a family with a thousand year history of knighthood, Weylyn possessed natural gifts and great skill and had long already been named among the kingdom's greatest knights. However fate was an interesting thing and when disaster strikes, the fate of the Kinouri Empire rests on it's greatest knight, but of what use was a great knight who had long lost fate in her own kingdom? Weylyn finds herself with a destiny greater than what she had bargained for... With darkness looming and a quest of great consequence long prophesied, Weylyn must chose to either forego past grudges or be the very reason the mission fails and the empire is destroyed. __________________ ~Snippet~ He stared down at her, eyes aflame with his desire for her. She lifted a hand to his bare chest, trailing her fingers slowly over his well defined muscles. His skin was warm beneath her fingertips and his breath caught in his throat as he trembled beneath her touch, He lifted a hand to reciprocate her ministrations and she stepped back. "Please Lynn..." He whispered in a low, breathy tone. And by the creator, his words had her quivering in her need for him... And she loathed herself, for she wanted him as desperately as he wanted her even whilst knowing he was the very one who had taken her brother's life... **cover art sourced from the internet, all credits go to the original artist**

While others transmigrate to Hogwarts as infants, well-prepared, poor Ivan is transported directly to the Sorting Ceremony. What? I used to study Dark Arts? My home is in a Dark Arts shop in Knockturn Alley? My mother is an evil Dark Wizard? Just as Ivan worries about his identity being exposed upon returning home, or being skinned alive, he gains the ability to fuse with the bloodlines of magical creatures. Why does the Dumbledore family repeatedly receive the help of the phoenix? Why does Peter Pettigrew, who's as round as a ball, run away in the middle of the night in tears? What's the truth behind Voldemort's snake-like face? The elusive shadow of a unicorn, the petrifying gaze of a basilisk, the power of the phoenix controlling fire... In the process of collecting bloodlines, a different magical world unfolds before Ivan.

Murim worships heroes. Crimson worships blood. In a world ruled by righteous sects and false Heaven, a child is forged into a weapon within a sect erased from history. Crimson is not a hero. He is an assassin raised on pain, trained through torture, and perfected by betrayal. His blade does not seek justice — only balance paid in blood. As Murim unites under the Heaven-Binding Alliance, villages burn, sects collapse, and whispers spread of a masked killer who leaves survivors begging for death. This is a grimdark tale of: assassins born in shadow righteous sects rotting behind sacred banners psychological torture, brutal combat, and moral decay an anti-hero who becomes worse than the world he hunts There is no mercy. There is no salvation. Only an oath written in blood. If you enjoy dark Murim, ruthless assassins, slow-burn descent into monstrosity, and a world where Heaven itself may bleed, this story is for you.

DROPPED YOU HEARD ME RIGHT? I DROPPED IT!