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She provoked the most powerful and overbearing man in the city, and only the next day did she realize he was her immediate boss. She thought he was just a passerby in her life, but to her surprise, he became addicted to toying with her and had the audacity to show up at her door. "Wife, you have to take responsibility for me! I have your child!!" "Gong Beiming, can you have some shame?" The CEO actually pulled a little pink dumpling from behind his back and announced quite seriously, "This is indeed your own flesh and blood, you can't deny it!" "Mommy, I found you, yay!" The little pink dumpling flung herself at her, hugging her legs and acting cute and coquettish. Chi Xiaoyu was utterly confused. She had never been married, so how could she have a child? What was even more fatal was that this kid really did look exactly like her…

"You can't escape!" he pressed her against the ice-cold wall. She had been manipulated by him to marry another man, but lost her virginity to him the night before the engagement. On the day of her engagement, he said to her fiancé, "Can I borrow your wife?" And he conquered her ... On the third day, she was handed to him by her fiancé, and he pressed her against the office desk, "I like it this way!" He was addicted to her and spoiled her wilfully, to the point no one dared to stop him. She was unable to resist and slowly fell for it …

One minute, he was scrolling memes. The next? Crushed by a piano and yeeted into the afterlife. Enter System 707: snarky, glitchy, and very much not interested in customer service. Now stuck in the Multi-Existence Synchronization Protocol - aka: “die, jump worlds, survive if you can” - our unlucky (...or lucky?) protagonist is reincarnating across increasingly unhinged realities. Skills transfer, memories stick, and dying? Unfortunately still on the menu. He never signed up for romance, but fate (and System 707's terrible sense of humor) keeps throwing him into tangled soul-deep connections with the same man - or versions of him, over and over again. One world at a time, one sarcastic reboot later, he’s realizing the rules of existence aren’t just broken - they’re personalized chaos. Fall in love. Try not to die. And whatever you do, don’t piss off the system. Because dying once is unfortunate. Dying again? That’s just Tuesday.

*Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding* *Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding* *Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding* "Uh, whatcha doing there System-chan?" *Ding**Ding**Ding**Ding* "You know they can't understand you right?" *Ding*

"Some people win lotteries. I won a centuries-old boyfriend who refuses to move on." ------------------------------------------------------- Wei Jun, he thought he was just a normal man from a family obsessed with supernatural things. Until one day, a casual walk near the cursed tree gifted him something he didn’t sign up for— A beautiful man in white, waiting under crimson leaves, smiling like he had been expecting him for centuries. “Ah, you’re finally back,” he said, voice soft as falling leaves. “I’ve been waiting ... just like you told me to.” He called him by a name he didn’t remember, telling his stories of a past life he never lived, and asked him to love him the way his long-dead lover did. Problem is, he thought he was falling for him too. But when ghosts cling to promises made long ago, someone always had to let go. Congratulations, indeed. Because when the game was fate, the prize might just be your soul!

In a peaceful world run by Orpheus — an all-knowing AI — peace is maintained through population control. Every week, a small number of citizens are randomly selected for “Termination,” in a program called the Terminal Freedom Initiative. Those selected get 7 days of absolute freedom. No rules. No consequences. All desires granted. Rayan Malik, a sarcastic coffee shop worker with no ambitions and too many regrets, is one such unlucky winner. But when Day 7 passes… and he wakes up alive… everything changes. Hunted by the system, marked “legally dead,” and stalked by rebels who think he holds the key to breaking the AI’s control, Rayan must figure out why he survived — and what Orpheus is hiding. If the system wants him gone… he might just live long enough to break it.

Concorde, a nation built because of chaos, brought down because of chaos. Witness how Concorde rose to power and how it fell.

O que é concórdia? você está pronto? ninguém segura o que não pode ser contido, as coisas são como devem ser, as traições são escondidas e devem ser mantidas escondidas, os segredos mechem, abalam, quem meche com que não deve acha o que não quer. Venha, mergulhe e descubra todos os segredos que abalam um grupo de pessoas no interior do Brasil, que serão asoladas por um segredo antigo, algo que nunca deveria ter sido desenterrado, uma vez que você faz o que não não deve há um preço a se pagar. Uma coisa é certa, nada é realmente real, e se salva não será nada fácil.

[Hidebound Older Man VS Two-Faced Heiress: Daddy-Type + Seductress + An Old House on Fire] Everyone in Aethelgard says, a man should marry a woman from the West Family. The eldest daughter of the West Family is gentle and virtuous, a sought-after prize in high society. On the eve of her engagement. Her fiancé cheated on her. Willow West, having played the good girl for so long, decides she's done pretending. Fueled by alcohol, she finds a handsome man. Just one wall away from the scumbag ex and his mistress. The next day, she wakes up to her world collapsing. She had slept with the circle's famous 'older man'—Aiden Pierce, her dear uncle's best friend. Her impression of Aiden Pierce wasn't very good. Years ago, when she was having her first romance, she had tried to sneak a kiss with her young boyfriend, only for Aiden Pierce to report her to her uncle before their lips could even meet. The Aiden Pierce of today is even more dull—celibate and restrained, with everyone from his secretary to his assistant being male, and zero romantic scandals to his name. He's nothing short of a hidebound traditionalist! Willow West wants to escape. Aiden Pierce's well-defined hand grips her chin. "Miss West, a man's virtue is still virtue. You must take responsibility for me." * Aiden Pierce, who had practiced self-restraint for thirty years, was captured by Willow West—a woman gentle and demure in public, yet passionate and daring in private. Everyone thought Willow West was a good girl. Only Aiden Pierce knew that behind closed doors, the young woman not only smoked and drank but was also a cool, badass biker. * The assistant has recently noticed a change in the workaholic President Pierce. Not only is he hitting the gym three times a week, but his style has also shifted from uniform high-end suits to a different streetwear brand for every day of the week. His once stern and unsmiling face now frequently breaks into a smile. Even his eternally unchanged screensaver has been replaced. It's now a picture of a sexy, wavy-haired beauty in a black biker suit, holding a cigarette and sitting on a motorcycle!

On the most popular interstellar forum, there is a hot topic: What is the most unbelievable thing that has happened around you? Chun Mian: Thanks for the invite. I was sitting at home, and a door fell from the sky. Life is like a tightly closed door, before opening it, you never know, what you will face: a living person or a forty-meter-long blade! (Quick Transmigration, No CP)