Lisez le roman Cinta Tak Pernah Salah écrit par l'auteur Daoist929786 publié sur WebNovel. ...
After a boring life, her dream of being reincarnated into a loving, happy family, where she never had to suffer came true....or so she thought.
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In world where magic beings are normal, one child is born as a witch. Now, it would be okay to be born as a witch if all of them weren't killed in last war against Golden Royal Family. Child must find out just how to use her powers on her own and how to contain them. If somebody finds out about her, they will kill her. And the worst thing? She shares soulmate bond with Crown prince of Golden Royal Family.
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A collection of stories generated by AI, prompts given by author.
Boom... A Shadow crashed against a huge skyscraper demolishing the whole building Black crown was levitating above the silhouette's head Cough... Cough... Blood was flowing out of the Shadow's mouth " You bastard, I'll kill you ! " His eyes full of fear and hate were glaring at night sky Click... All the lights in the city were momentarily extinguished.. A man with Glowing eyes appeared in the darkness seemingly standing on the air Eyeing the bleeding Shadow man frowned and snapped his fingers... A purple flash illuminated the sky before silence engulfed the whole city " You've missed your chance " [ Image on the cover is not mine ]
My entire world crashes when Grandma Dies. Then the unthinkable happens, and suddenly I'm moving across the country to live with my father. I thought it couldn't get worse until I collide with the devil. My life takes a turn into chaos.
My heart's cold as ice.. But you warmed them up.. Staying in the amidst of darkness.. Then you showed up.. You motivated me when I'm down.. And gave me love and hope.. Wish you stay with me, 'till we get old.. - "My coldness never bothered you, are you Queen Elsa?" I retorted to him. He just laughed, damn his happy face. "No, but I can be your King!" Then he bows with his right hand on his left chest. "King? I don't need any." I crossed my arms. "I'm fine on my own, just leave me be so we can all live in peace and harmony. Now excuse me." Ugh! This guy keeps bothering me since that day. "But I jus--" "Goodbye!! Hope to not see you again!!" I cut him off and start walking away as fast as I could to enter my condominium. I went to the elevator, hit the 8th floor button and as I turned back, I could see that he's coming this way. Fast! Really fast! Oh God! Door please close immediately!! But it's already too late! I glared daggers at him as he enters the fricking elevator and he just have this annoying smirk in his face. Like he's stoping himself to smile. I just closed my eyes with irritation and went to the corner. I'll just wait for my floor. Ding! Finally!! I get out of that hell fast and
Oliver was living his secular life, until he receives a letter from someone who claims to know him and his family, delivering legendary weapons so he can prepare for war. Even with fear, he decides to use the letter and information he obtains to find his family and who sent the letter, until he is suddenly attacked by swordsmans.
Menangkap panah, berlari menaiki tembok, menghancurkan batu-batu besar dan membengkokkan logam, ini hanyalah trik ruang tamu kecil di mata seorang seniman bela diri sejati. Tapi di mana seorang seniman bela diri bisa berdiri di era pengejaran materi? Bergabunglah dengan Wang Yu, jenius bela diri terhebat yang pernah ada di dunia, saat ia menghadapi dunia game "Rebirth", di mana naga, iblis, dan makhluk abadi lebih dari sekadar legenda.
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Fumi Sendai, a soon to be college student dies and meets and entity beyond her comprehension who offers her a new chance. How will this turn her life?
In the heart of a secluded forest, where moonlight bathed the land in an ethereal glow, two supernatural beings met under the shadow of a centuries-old oak tree. A lone werewolf, Taylor, and a captivating vampire, Amelia, locked eyes in a secret tryst known only to them. Taylor's eyes were green, a reflection of the endless battles he had fought as a protector of his pack. His rugged features were softened by the moon's embrace. Amelia , with her porcelain skin and raven-black hair, had a haunting beauty that defied time. Her scarlet lips hinted at the intoxicating allure of a vampire...love knew no boundaries not even the ancient hatred between werewolves and vampires
In the ritual to summon a demon, Aivas finally regained memories of his past life. It turned out to be a six-year-old online game developed and operated by his own company. His foster father is now the leader of the latest version of the antagonist organization. In six years, Aivas will expose his identity and switch sides from the protagonist's team, even though they are hesitant. Ultimately, he will decide to sacrifice himself by taking a fatal blow meant for the player character, without even getting a chance to participate in the final boss battle. He will be killed by his treacherous foster brother in a cutscene. However, it's not a big problem because Aivas also knows many secret promotion paths exclusive to player characters, as well as the hidden knowledge and guidelines. He believes he can change his unfortunate destiny. Now, there's only one question left. "According to the original storyline, shouldn't the protagonist have saved me before this damn ritual began?" Aivas, bound to the altar as a sacrificial offering, fell into contemplation. This book is also known as "When the Player Skips into the Game World's Plot."
Una persona reencarna en el mundo de naruto como un otsutsuki. que hara con la historia seguira el canon o no
A girl named Misa was harmlessly playing with her friends, Hugo and Pearl, when she stumbled upon an abandoned apartment building that is actually a portal to a world of magic and chaos.
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恭喜九叔又添佳徒 恭喜诸天万界各位圣人,大能,又添师弟 这是三观不正的主角被九叔再教育的故事。
Namamu begitu sempurna, saat sekali terucap. Membuatku, terbayang akan selalu wajahmu. ... .... Zura menuliskan kata-demi kata di selembar surat yang akan ia masukkan ke dalam amplop berwarna merah. Kalian salah besar! Jika Ini mengira surat cinta, yang diam-diam mengagumi seseorang. Karena, Zura bukan soaok seperti itu. Dia cewek bar-bar, entah kenapa tapi Zura sangat suka dengan puisi. Ia hanya menulis dengan terpaksa, namun hasilnya tak terduga yang ia kira. Ini, adalah tugas dari sang adiknya. Sengaja ia membuat surat cinta dengan puisi, tujuannya biar baper. Tanpa ia sadari, apa yang ia tuliskan dalam sepucuk surat itu telah membawa masalah. Di situlah sukses membuat Zura geram sekaligus ia terseret dalam kehidupan orang lain. Sial!!
I thought of her today as well,"Why you keep coming back to my dreams ,Why you always disappear without any words,why you never told me that you were my savior,Why you only diseaired my happiness........Why why""Why was I so distanced from you?" ,Rian though and sobbed ."Is there no other way for her to come back ,No,No matter what I am not going to stop, I'll bring her back and give her what she diserved ."Lia , It's time to get you back".
Tahir ali
This book explains how life is to some people
Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional. The pack: We all share the same loss, we all know what we want. Fate has been cruel. But now we got a second chance. She'll be ours to love and spoil. We'll make her one of us and god help anyone who'll get in between. She's our princess, our little girl, so innocent...not. The girl No one should feel this loss. 2 years ago I lost everything, 2 years ago I lost me. Now that life is throwing me a second chance that I'm taking it no matter his strange it might be. I have seven overprotective mates/daddies, but that doesn't mean i can't get in troubles. A match made in heaven and hell. Princess? No bitch I'm the fucking queen. A road full of adventures and mischief cause after all safe is so boring.
‘Burning....’ She kicked and thrashed until the blanket fell from her bed, long black hair matted to her forehead and neck as she spread out on her bed, seeking some sort of relief from the burning that was happening within her body.... ‘I...I am burning...’ She squeezed her eyes shut as she felt every cell in her body shaking, She tried to stay within the realm of dreams as her body continued to burn her... ‘ Fire...Everything around me must be burning...’ The flames engulfed her room. Bright red and orange morphed to hues of green and blue as delirium took her mind to wondrous imaginations... she grasped at pleasant dreams and memories as the fever within her body physically presented itself in the form rare and exotic colors that seamed to burst from her body and dance around her... whispers of images and memories danced within the colorful swirling flames.... ‘Is this hell?’ She was clammy, hot, unbearably uncomfortable... her clothes were burned away from her body that was physically shaking as she started to whimper aloud... ‘Have I come to hell?’ Her cellular shaking was beginning to burn her joints and her bones... she could feel them tearing apart thread by thread... She could feel every fiber of her being ... it felt as if a dull hot blade were cutting her layer by layer...fiber by fiber stretching... ‘Is this how it feels to be torn apart?’ Every nerve tingling with raw energy, shaking, creating more friction within her body; making it burn even more... Her heart was pumping so fast it felt as though it would burst out of her chest at any moment. The new pace was bruising her sternum, making the now golden eyed girl gasp for air as it was sucked out of her room- her windows shattered to give her the fresh air she needed. ‘It...hurts...’ Her chest constricted as her body refused to obey her commands, she wasn't even aware of what she was commanding her body to do... she could hear screaming, thumps and thuds... but she could not make out anything else... she could feel a thunderous shaking rumbling from her bruised chest... ‘Make it stop...’ Everything hurt....everything felt unbearably sore...everything felt too real to be real... Part of her wondered if the burning fever drove her mad as it hurt too much to produce a coherent thought... ‘Is this... how I die?...’ She screamed as painful convulsions ripped through her battered body. The burning came back tenfold and she felt the air leave her body as she gave into the smothering darkness... “Wake up young one...” A mystical melodic voice whispered from within the darkness... “It is time.... To Wake!”