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Esta es la historia de un motorista de capotillo que muere de la forma más brutalmente posible. Una diosa le da la oportunidad de tener una mejor vida, pero el muy imbécil opta por tener relaciones sexuales con ella, así que la Diosa le propone una apuesta de sobrevivir a varios mundos, con el fin de resolver dichos conflictos, desde tu típico isekai de fantasía, hasta una carrera de la muerte tipo Mad Max. Podrá el desgraciado cumplir su cometido.

This is the story of a capotillo biker who dies in the most brutal way possible. A goddess gives him the chance to have a better life, but the asshole chooses to have sex with her, so the Goddess proposes a wager of surviving several worlds in order to resolve such conflicts, from your typical fantasy isekai to a Mad Max type death race. Will the wretch be able to make it through.

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Cesare Traon Karl Erzet, le Commandant en Chef Impérial. Après trois ans de service dans la guerre, il est revenu pour demander Eileen en mariage. Eileen avait du mal à croire que la demande en mariage de Cesare était sincère. Après tout, depuis leur première rencontre quand elle avait dix ans, Cet homme affectueux l'avait toujours traitée comme une enfant. "Je ne—je ne veux pas épouser Votre Altesse." Pendant si longtemps, son amour pour lui était à sens unique. Elle ne souhaitait pas que leur mariage soit une transaction. Était-ce à cause de la longue guerre ? L'homme, qui était normalement froid et rationnel, avait changé. Ses actions impulsives, son désir effréné pour elle—tout cela était trop inhabituel. "Cela ne devrait se faire qu'avec quelqu'un que tu aimes !" "Tu peux aussi le faire avec la personne que tu prévois d'épouser." Eileen était intriguée par ce changement. Et pourtant, plus elle se rapprochait de Cesare... Elle découvrait des choses qui défiaient la raison ou la logique. Eileen apprit les nombreux méfaits de son mari peu après. "Je ne pouvais même pas avoir ton corps, Eileen." Tout ce qu'il avait fait était pour elle. Il était devenu le méchant, uniquement pour son Eileen.

Alors que Luka se réveillait dans une grotte, il était même devenu amnésique ayant même oublié son nom. Ne sachant que faire il voyagera, s'entraînera… Pour survivre et se trouver une identité ou la retrouver. Ce qui lui amènera bien des malheurs. Également disponible en anglais et peut-être sur royal road Gmail : [email protected]

Young Leah, has always been bullied for being different but one day she discovered how her differences would change her life forever.

"The more I know, the less I live..." Moonlight Crystal, the fifth princess of the Crystal kingdom, and the tenth in line for the throne. “Remember this, your master is a pitiful cowardly 'princess', with no power whatsoever, and has no interest in that power.” Was something she said, but... "Your destiny is to sacrifice yourself, it is your fate." Was what her father announced, once she set foot in the palace's ground. Little did she know this was the start of a never ending nightmare... Could her peace continue? Will she be able to tear down her destiny? ===== -Errors were made. -Update: very very slow

Born into an ordinary family, Rav, who always looked up to disciples and benders, hopes he can change his family's fate by entering a bending academy. However, his hopes were quickly crushed as they deemed his talent trash. With this, they said he would only be able to reach slightly more than a non-bender's strength. Others deemed him useless and called him "The Crippled Bender." With nowhere else to go, he decided to go to the non-bender corps to hone his strength but one day, a strange phenomenon happened which put his life in danger. However, just as he was a bout to give up, a strange silhouette saved him. He woke up in his own room with his eyes only being able to see one thing. [Welcome, Heir of The Liquid Legacy] --------------- Disclaimer: The MC underestimates his strength at first but gets adjusted to it after a few chapters. Also the setting of my novel is a different type of earth. ---------------

Maria Rich lived a content life; she married, had children and died of age. That was ok with her. But waking up in another world, similar to the novels her grandchildren had often rambled about? Not exactly what she was hoping Heaven would be like... Now, armed only with her family owned antique shop from Earth, Maria must adapt to this new world.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"