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Yoon Seojin. His mother is South Korea's top model with a total of seven husbands. His biological father is one of the country's most renowned lawyers. With looks, talent, and money, life should've been perfect. Instead, he spent the last two years rotting at home, surviving on instant ramen, fighting as a turtle wearing a pepperoni pizza against a capybara with a rambutan body, and waiting for the final arc of a dropped novel that never came. But its author made one final forum post: > If you were given the chance to live in this world as a new character, who would you be, and what talent would you possess? > The first reply becomes your drawback. Naturally, Seojin replied, "Looks like me and a genius like me. Any genius ability works." Ding! [A suitable character has been found.] Seven Hart. The youngest child of House Hart. — – - 777 - – — Note: This is my first novel. Please don't expect this to be some grand story. Thanks. Merci. Arigatou. Xièxiè. Gamsahamnida. Grazie. Salamat. Congrats for reading all'at, I guess. Doesn't that make you kinda multilingual now?

In a world where magic and mystery intertwine, young Riven Kaelthar faces an unimaginable fate. Burdened by a family legacy steeped in darkness, he must navigate a treacherous path filled with trials and truths that challenge his very identity.

When her father suddenly cuts off her college funds, rising fashion designer Loconda Toussaint sets off for Europe, determined to chase her dreams. Little does she know; her journey will plunge her into a shadowy world where elite fashion houses collide in a high stakes struggle for power.

A string of brutal murders shakes Noxhaven. Every victim bears the same mark: Latin phrases etched by a deadly quill. Detective Florena Woodville’s pursuit turns chilling when the killer’s clues become too precise— as if he knows her… too well.

The energy that is present in all things and gives life to all beings. Coursing through their veins and giving them great power to overcome the challenges they face in this harsh world. That is "Enliven." Follow the curious story of a twelve-year-old boy named Elric, who lives in a poor village at the edge of the map, belonging to a group called the "Classless." A befitting name for people who have neither the strength nor the affinity to belong to one of the four great classes. With their dull and gray-colored eyes to recognize them In the Kingdom of Byzantium, the four great classes divided the land. The King himself belongs to a class called the "Summoners," where the people that belong to this class are either treated as royals if not nobles. Placing themselves at the top of the societal hierarchy. The "Casters," and the "Amplifiers," varied from low-class nobles, knights, and skilled workers that were valued highly by the community. However, the "Transmuters" which were the least useful compared to the three were the most discriminated against. A place, full of deceit and corruption. Where the strong prey on the weak and discriminate against those that do not have the power to survive. A life where your path is determined the moment you are born. Forever living inside the boundaries that the world has given. Elric and his friends embark on a journey to survive and hope to succeed in a life filled with challenges and mystery. Will they usher this world into a new era?

Lara Venus is the heir to a multi-billion worth of Venus Corporation that her father built before he passed away and leave it to her, but she wasn't born to be the CEO of the company so she decided to get married to the man who deserves to be her husband and CEO who could manage to run the company after the first wedding attempt has been canceled, she has fallen to grieve and loses her trust in any guy because of betrayal, many different men come to approach and propose to her but she keeps refusing to accept until one day she was lost and enters another dimension of time, where she travels back to the 1800s by accident and encountered a handsome man with a burly body, his name is Reagan; someone who lives in a different time, a prince who saves her life while she was nearly burned to death by the villagers, she was accused to be the witch who performs witchcraft, right after falling from the sky.

Ela fugia de um passado. Ele era o próprio perigo. Quando Evelyn Duval pisa em solo italiano, tudo o que deseja é desaparecer. Mas seu charme ruivo logo chama a atenção de Matteo Romano — um magnata envolto em luxos, rumores... e crimes não comprovados. O que começa como um jogo de olhares se transforma em uma obsessão silenciosa. Matteo quer Evelyn. Evelyn quer respostas. Entre vinhedos, becos escuros e camas de cetim, nasce um romance marcado por chantagens, segredos de família e um pacto que mudará para sempre o destino de ambos. Amar Matteo é como beber vinho envenenado: doce, envolvente... e mortal.

A heiress. Elegant, wanted, respected. She is a heiress alright, but without the respect, barely noticed. “ I belong here, I am a part of this family, I deserve everything the rest of you have!” Adele yells, voice reeking with pain, contempt. “You don't belong here child, at least not in this life...

He told me the night we met that he was not a good man. He said it the way people confess to God, not to repent, but because they already know forgiveness is never coming. I should have run. I am still running, straight back into his arms. “She did not fall in love with him the way people fall in love in stories. She fell the way people fall from great heights fast, and with the full knowledge that the landing would kill her."

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?