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In his past lifetime, he was an exceptional prodigy who practiced both medicine and martial arts. In this lifetime, on earth, he used his superb medical expertise and extreme martial arts achievements from his past lifetime to excel in the medical field and the ancient martial arts world. He moved his way towards the pinnacle! A fine youngster, who had been frequently looked down upon due to his poverty, had gone through the cold and warmth of this world to lament laughingly that life was merely so. However, he accidentally awakened the memory of his past lifetime. Since then, for three incarnations, he enjoyed prosperity.

Lin Lan transmigrated into a book set in the 80s and became a young widow with a child. As soon as she opened her eyes, someone was at her door demanding payment of debts, and when she went out, she was met with the disdainful and contemptuous gazes of her neighbors! She, a person who had owned a house and a shop through her own efforts, would she fail in the 80s? Facing external threats and internal difficulties, she picked up the skills from her past life, selling spiced broad beans and pea cakes outside, opening a shop... Her sister-in-law said, "Lin Lan, that man is not bad. He's strong and very family-oriented." "No time, I'm busy with my business." Her maternal aunt said, "You're just a widow, what are you being picky for? He's a 'ten-thousand-yuan household,' he doesn't mind that you have a child, you should be content!" A ten-thousand-yuan household! Heh heh! A certain man watched the busybody matchmakers who came to introduce partners to Lin Lan, his eyes gleaming with a cold light, as he strove to pursue his wife!

Dans sa vie antérieure, il était un prodige exceptionnel qui pratiquait à la fois la médecine et les arts martiaux. Dans cette vie, sur terre, il a utilisé son expertise médicale superbe et ses accomplissements extrêmes en arts martiaux de sa vie passée pour exceller dans le domaine médical et le monde des arts martiaux anciens. Il s'est dirigé vers le sommet! Un jeune homme remarquable, qui avait été fréquemment méprisé en raison de sa pauvreté, avait traversé le froid et la chaleur de ce monde pour déplorer en riant que la vie n'était que cela. Cependant, il a accidentellement réveillé le souvenir de sa vie antérieure. Depuis lors, pendant trois incarnations, il a joui de la prospérité.

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Jiang Xian, the ultimate corporate overachiever at a top tech company, transmigrated. Before transmigrating, she had just sought help from a doctor for her anxiety: "I feel sick if I don't work overtime for a day, and I can't breathe properly if I take a day off. What should I do?" A friend asked: "Is your illness contagious? Come stay at my company for a while, and spread it around!" After transmigrating, she arrived in the slow-paced harem, where everyone was idle. She was going crazy from the lack of work! So she, without a second thought, started hustling like her life depended on it. * An anonymous concubine: In November, when the snow was heaviest in the Capital, Jiang Daying danced in the Plum Garden every single day! Good heavens, is it necessary to work yourself to death? Vying for favor is not something we, on our measly salary, should worry about. So that same year, Jiang Daying was promoted to the rank of Beauty, while she was still a lowly concubine. * Later, it was rumored that Consort Jiang had a bad relationship with her stepmother. After her stepmother gave birth to a son and came to the palace for an audience, the Lady gifted her a fifteen-character calligraphy piece to be hung over her step-brother's bed—Four thousand three hundred and seventy days until the imperial examination. * When it comes to making her presence known to the boss, Jiang Xian is a professional. Have you ever seen the harem at 3 AM? The concubines wake up at five, she at three: While the concubines were admiring flowers, gazing at the moon, watching plays, and gossiping, she was practicing dancing, singing, and her instruments, meticulously studying the big boss's preferences. Excelling in both professional skills and flattery, Jiang Xian believed that if she continued to roll like this, the boss would surely think of her first for promotions and raises. And the Emperor had seen countless methods of vying for favor. Yet, he truly only remembered Jiang Xian— This woman is so deeply in love with me!

"Pah, emak pengen Rizky jadi mantu emak." "Apa?! Kenapa musti dia mak?" "Emak merasa tenang kalau elo kawin sama lelaki yang emak sudah kenal baik keluarganya. Emak juga sudah kenal dia dari kecil. Emak tau dia anak yang baik, sudah kerja pula. Emak yakin dia bisa membahagiakan elo." Memang susah kalau emak sudah punya mimpi. Apapun akan dilakukan agar anaknya mau memenuhi impiannya. Hal itulah yang menimpa Akifah atau yang biasa dipanggil Ifa. Seorang wanita muda berusia yang harus menikah dengan pria pilihan emaknya. Bagaimanakah Akifah menjalani impian emak? Mampukah ia mencintai pria pilihan emak?

I worked hard until I was 38 and still couldn't afford to buy a house. To get married I had to pay a dowry of 300,000 yuan. I lived frugally for most of my life and was exhausted, but where was the money? Who actually made the money?   Jiang Qin, who was filled with countless grievances, was reborn at the age of eighteen. The only thought on his mind when he opened his eyes was to start a business and make money.    **** The novel follows Jiang Qin, a middle-aged man who unexpectedly dies and is reborn into the body of his 18-year-old self. With the memories of his previous life intact, he finds himself in a second chance to live, but this time, armed with the knowledge of future events. Once a blue collar worker who struggled with personal loss, missed opportunities, and strained family ties, Jiang Qin now sees the world through a new lens—one that allows him to foresee trends, economic shifts, and even the small, pivotal moments that could change everything. New author, New book.. please support and recommend. Thank you

A pair of identical twins, a girl and a boy. Born in the Qi family of the nation’s top 1 family of kungfu masters. And many other kungfu family were very jealous of their family. One day when the twins were at the age of twelve their whole family were murdered, only the twins and their five cousins managed to escape their way to the forest near their house but they didn’t escape together. Afterwards the Qi family were forgotten by everyone. The sister decided to dress up as a boy so that they would have lesser trouble in the future. Both siblings were determined earn back their family fame. But how are they going to do it??

In a city that never announces its dangers, Jay learns that the quiet choices matter most. Moving through familiar streets and daily routines, he finds himself caught in the subtle pull of influence, reputation, and unspoken expectations. Saying no is never as simple as it sounds, and every refusal carries consequences that ripple outward. As pressure builds through glances, half-words, and indirect encounters, Jay must navigate a city that watches closely but rarely intervenes. Friends offer perspective, silence becomes a language of its own, and power reveals itself not through violence, but through presence and implication. Hustle & Heart is a grounded urban story about awareness, responsibility, and the unseen tensions that shape everyday life—where standing firm doesn’t always mean standing loud, and survival often depends on choosing when to move, when to wait, and when to draw the line.

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?"