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Gu Qingjiu hatte einst das Glück, in die „beste“ Familie hineingeboren zu werden, doch am Ende führte sie ein elendes und ungerechtes Leben. Als sie ihr Leben noch einmal durchlebt, entscheidet sich Gu Qingjiu, dem Militär beizutreten und die härtesten Strapazen auf sich zu nehmen, denen sie je ausgesetzt war. Alle sagen, dass sie die unwahrscheinlichste Person ist, die sich den Spezialeinheiten anschließen könnte. Jedoch schafft sie es, ihnen allen das Gegenteil zu beweisen. Nichtsnutz? Wer ist hier der Nichtsnutz? Ist sie ein Nichtsnutz, wenn sie sie alle in einem Kampf zu Boden werfen kann? Ist sie ein Nichtsnutz, wenn sie bessere Ergebnisse als alle anderen hat? Sie wird ihnen allen das Gegenteil beweisen. Hier kommt Helian Niancheng ins Spiel, der bekannte, jüngste General in Peking. Eine Strafversetzung schickt ihn als neuen Rekruten in die einfachen Ränge eines Militärlagers. Von da an trifft er eine Person, die ihn dazu bringt, sie zu verhätscheln und um jeden Preis zu beschützen, seine Geliebte. Jedoch konzentriert sich seine Geliebte nur auf das Kämpfen und Töten. General Helian erklärt dies für eine sehr schlechte, eine sehr schreckliche Situation. Doch Gu Qingjiu erwidert nur: „Hau ab! Senk deine Waffe, wenn du dich traust!“

Involved in separate accidents. Russel and Finn end up sharing a cubicle in the ER on a busy night. As the hours pass, separately and together, they face issues of life and death, human nature, addiction, perceived shortcomings, love, romance, and sexual arousal.<br><br>Both men are feeling flirty and friendly at first, until they end up in a heated argument about what feature in a man is more important, his face or his body. After some time alone to think, Russel is eager to apologize for losing his temper and to explain where he was coming from. Unfortunately, Finn never returns from surgery, leaving Russel both sorry and worried.<br><br>Is Russel’s chance to make amends really gone? What will happen if the two ever do come face to face again? Can Russel win Finn over or will the need to prove his point screw everything up again?

Anastasia was given a second chance to live again. She decided to live the way she wants, but to do so, she must save the warrior with the iron leg. He is her only hope to escape from the dark life that she once lived.

I, Sophie Caldwell, was once bound to alpha Maxwell Sinclair. But he betrayed me—secretly forming a bond with Madeline, the she-wolf who crippled my dancing career. When I found out, I erased my identity, fled to Belvaria as "Autumn," determined to chase my dance dreams again. I saved Lavinia from an attack, and she took me in—her family, the Wexfords, including Benedict, gave me refuge. I entered a dance contest, triumphed, and faced my past traumas head-on. Maxwell tracked me down, but I held a press conference, laying bare his abuse for the world to see. He finally let me go, guilt weighing on him. Not long after, news came: Maxwell killed Madeline.

I, Sophie Caldwell, was once bound to alpha Maxwell Sinclair. But he betrayed me—secretly forming a bond with Madeline, the she-wolf who crippled my dancing career. When I found out, I erased my identity, fled to Belvaria as "Autumn," determined to chase my dance dreams again. I saved Lavinia from an attack, and she took me in—her family, the Wexfords, including Benedict, gave me refuge. I entered a dance contest, triumphed, and faced my past traumas head-on. Maxwell tracked me down, but I held a press conference, laying bare his abuse for the world to see. He finally let me go, guilt weighing on him. Not long after, news came: Maxwell killed Madeline.

I had secretly loved Kingston Vance for six years, always sticking to him like a stubborn gum. Everyone around me knew I had feelings for him, but he didn’t feel the same way. He said I wasn’t as pretty as Isabella Thornton and that I was a bother. Then, there was the car accident. I saved him, and in the process, I ended up with a limp. Afterward, I was branded as Kingston’s fiancée. Just when I was eagerly awaiting our wedding, he struck me with a cruel blow. "Who would want that little cripple? It’s just a responsibility I can’t escape, to save face for both our families." Later, with red-rimmed eyes, he begged me to come back.

From school uniforms to wedding dresses, Landon Ashcroft and I were the couple everyone admired, the epitome of a fairytale romance. But on our wedding anniversary, the gift he gave me was something rejected by another woman. As I lay there, helpless and terrified with a broken leg, he hung up on me—only to turn around and celebrate the birthday of some so-called "ordinary" female colleague. That was it. I decided I no longer wanted him. Yet, there he was, kneeling in front of me, crying and begging for my forgiveness. What he didn’t understand was that the thing I hated most was how he could tell me he loved me while still entangling himself with other women.

A class reunion ends in disaster when a tunnel collapses. My husband and I, along with his pure love Serena, are trapped beneath concrete slabs. To protect his pure love, my rescuer husband chooses to lift the slab from Serena's side. He says, "Serena is an actress. She can't become disabled." The slab comes down, crushing my leg. He forgets I have a blood clotting disorder. Without my leg, I'll die too...

Vampire, a word, a name, a race that has put the fear of god into humans since the beginning of time, for a while they were thought to be mythical, figments of the imagination, something to scare unruly children. That lasted for a couple of centuries up until the point where the vampires decided to correct the thought and it was done in a very dominating manner; on a sunny Monday afternoon during a public address by the President of the United States of America, the president was killed.

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?"