Started it for fun, I know it shit please give some feedback so I can improve it :)

The story is about a guy lived his comfortable life in a forest, then an unknown girl appeared out of nowhere which has led to the radical downfall of the guy's normal lifestyle.

    
    Yi Yan was sitting behind her large desk in a colorful linen dress, reading magazines carefully. She passed them to Qin Guan after he took a seat on the couch. 
    They were all in foreign languages. VOGUE was in English, and ELLE and COSMOPOLITAN were in French.
    Qin Guan looked up at Yin, waiting for an explanation.
    Yin Yan massaged her eyebrows. "You know why ELLE chose me as the Chief Editor of its Asian version. I’m French-Chinese after all, and I have a systematic knowledge of the fashion industry. I graduated from a Fashion Editor School in France."
    "The Asian version is separate from the original magazine, and I’m the director. The headquarters have acknowledged my work of taking China as the foothold of conquering Asia though."
    "In the past two years, ELLE Asia has brought in 40% of the total income, creating more investing opportunities for ELLE in China."
    "On the other side, our competitors have realized there’s money to be made and they want to share it with us. VOGUE is a fashion magazine in the US, and COSMOPOLITAN is ELLE’s main rival in France. They are all among the top five fashion magazines in the world."
    "Here is some good news for you, Qin Guan. VOGUE is about to enter the domestic market, followed by COSMOPOLITAN. VOGUE has reached an agreement with our headquarters. We’ll work together to drive COSMOPOLITAN out of the market. It's funny! They did this only because we were rivals."
    "I am strongly against this agreement. I don’t think we should cooperate with our rivals. The headquarters thought it would be okay to lend you to VOGUE for several issues though."
    "So congratulations, Qin Guan! You have another contract with a top fashion magazine. Even if it’s only the Asian version. Believe me, those American guys are much more shrewd than the French. "
   Feeling awkward, Qin Guan said, "Sister, we are friends. Please stop beating around the bush. You’re worried about me, aren’t you? You’re afraid they’ll take me away with a higher salary."
   "Yes," Yin Yan replied. "That’s why I’m asking what your plan is."
    Qin Guan leaned back against the couch, smiling happily. The flowers on the tea table seemed dull compared to his smile. 
    "Sister Yin, I’m not a green hand anymore. I won't say no to a job for anybody. That’s the reality of the modelling circle. With enough popularity, a model can appear in all five top magazines at the same time, not just two. I suggest you change your future plans. Stop competing with Rayli. The Japanese are short-sighted. A model cannot help everyone prevail in this situation."
    "When the domestic fashion magazines come out, there will be fierce competition. All flowers will bloom at once, and you will be having a really hard time. Don't worry though, I’ll never say no to you." 
    Qin Guan raised his eyebrows at Yin, casting a soft glance at her. Yin threw a small box fastened with a ribbon at his head and waved him away. "Go! Go! So much for this business! I don't want to hear your advice! This is a gift from f*cking VOGUE! Take it and go to hell!" 
    Qin Guan caught the box, blinking at her. He retreated from the office quickly before she threw the scissors as well.
    He opened the gift on his way to the parking lot. It must be an interesting guy who asks an opponent to hand over a gift. Yin Yan thinks she is facing a formidable enemy. Qin Guan was curious about the man.
    When he got to the parking lot, he saw that there was a BOSS tie clip in the box. BOSS was considered the most rigorous fashion brand in Germany. He was so shocked by the gift that he posed like a pheasant, standing on one foot and shouting, "YES!"
    A little girl standing nearby pulled at her mother's sleeve and pointed at Qin Guan. "Mum, is that big boy silly? Why is he posing like that?" 
    Her mother locked the car and turned around, only to see Qin Guan standing still in the parking lot. He was standing on one foot, his other foot curled up. His arms were both raised up above his head. 
    He looked like a thief sneaking around in the most exaggerated, cartoonish manner. Putting on a black mask would have worked better.
    Holding her daughter's hand, the mother stared at Qin Guan's strange pose silently.
    "I don't know, darling. We’d better not disturb him though. He might be a performance artist. I’ve heard that there are many artists like that in foreign countries."
    "Really? So he just poses in an empty space? He could be pushed down among a crowd. He is so handsome!" 
    They both expressed their admiration of the artist. The capital is the center of the fashion industry. That’s why we get to watch such an elegant performance!
    They stared at Qin Guan and talked for a short while. Unable to bear the pain on his waist any longer, Qin Guan put his arms down.
    The woman and the girl walked up to him with shining eyes. A small hand was stretched out towards him with a 10-yuan bill in it.
    "Here you go, big brother. There’s nobody left here. Have a rest while you wait for an audience!" The girl gave him the tip and waved at him happily. Then she left with her mother. 


Qin Guan was reborn and sent back to his final semester in High School 18 years ago. Getting a second chance at life, he works hard to turn things around and eventually become a Prince Charming. What will his life be like the second time around? What will he have to go through? How will he succeed in turning from a loser into a Prince Charming? Read this story carefully and find out!

The Chinese government had been recognized by the international community for 60 years, but when the Republic was first established, it was isolated by the Western society for a long time because of sensitive issues like ideology.
Adding to the fact that China had a weak national strength at that time, the keynote of their diplomacy was mostly based on forbearance and magnanimity. When there was a visit from the so-called 'international friends,' whether it was official or with a separate connection, the Chinese government would welcome and entertain them enthusiastically, with all expenses paid.
Later on, as the country's strength gradually restored, and as China regained its dominant position in Asia, China slowly began to take stringent measures and uncompromising stand in diplomacy. When foreign guests visited, they started to entertain per international practice, an 'economic inspection team' where Zhang Lisheng had mingled should have long paid for their own expenses. 
However, it was different this time.
After the 'winter riots,' under the pressure of 'Atlantis,' both countries with the strongest and only harmless foreign worlds, the United States of America and the Republic of China, quickly entered a 'honeymoon period.' As a result, when the Chinese economic and trade inspection team visited the US, the White House had unexpectedly and strangely paid all their necessities and food in the name of 'national security spending.'
In this way, according to the Chinese habit of giving as good as the one obtained, the return visit expenses of the US entrepreneurs were naturally born by the Chinese Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This was only a trivial matter, but if one looked closely at the delicate position of the exchanges between these two major powers, along with the impact of the relationship between nations on Earth brought by the aliens, this gave much food for thought.
Of course, it was nice to have somebody pay for their own expenses. Still, in this way, it was impossible for Zhang Lisheng—who joined the delegation at the last moment, and had LS company under his name which was an unremarkable company among other well-known multinational companies such as Mobil Energy, Microsoft, and Google Network—to stay in the best presidential suite in the Beijing Hotel according to his usual habit. Not to mention, he came here all alone. Being able to stay in a 70-square-meter superior suite in Block A was already a deliberate consideration arranged by the personnel Ministry of Foreign Affairs for showing respect to Guo Caiying's accompaniment. 
It was already 2 in the morning when they received the room card for their accommodation. Now that they were back in China, of course it was impossible for Guo Caiying, who naturally feel restraint as a central ministry cadre in front of her colleagues, to accompany Zhang Lisheng back to the room at this time. She could only bid goodbye reluctantly with him in the hotel lobby and exhorted the young man, both deliberately and unintentionally, to learn Mandarin as soon as possible before she left.
Zhang Lisheng shrugged and agreed to it, before bringing his few items of luggage to his own room, under the enthusiastic guidance of the server. After having a hot bath, he sat cross-legged on the big bed, turned on the television, and switched the channel to CCTV news that was broadcasting the midnight news, before imitating the news anchor's accent.
This was a straightforward trick. Seven to eight years ago, when the young man was still studying in middle school in Qu County Western Sichuan province, one of his female schoolmates, whose family had made a fortune by selling mountain goods, had entered a high school in the city by pulling some strings and had studied arts ever since had managed to turn her local dialect into a strange but fluent Sichuan Mandarin within a short period.
Compared to a mountain village girl, Zhang Lisheng, who was already talented in linguistic and was now only a half step away from becoming a true god, of course, had an ability and wisdom that were ten thousand times stronger, but even so, it was hard to alter his local dialect. After a whole night of hard work and switching different channels continuously, he stared at the news and parroted them for six to seven hours. Although he was starting to be fluent now, his accent was still very localized.
At this time, the weakness of the magical Eternal Comprehension Spell that could not alter a language or text that had already been mastered was fully exposed to him. However, as the saying would go, 'beggars can't be choosers.' Such an accent was already enough for this conceited and confident young man.
"I actually managed to learn Mandarin in one night! Senior Sister will definitely be shocked when she sees me next time," Zhang Lisheng turned off the television at dawn and opened the curtains to look at the misty city as he muttered to himself.
Unfortunately, in the next two days, he did not get a chance to show off at all. As Guo Caiying had already said, she did not have time to meet the young man at all. Instead, many senior Chinese officials came to see him, and of course, it was all together with all the returning entrepreneurs.
Although the highest-ranking officials he met had already reached the stage of Vice Premier State Council, who was even a member of the standing committee in the political bureau that had the highest power combination in China, Zhang Lisheng did not show any particular kind of goodwill in public.
On the contrary, this Vice Premier in charge of the economy was very interested in this young man who spoke in awkward Mandarin and who appeared to be extremely young in the delegation. He took the initiative to ask questions and talked with Zhang Lisheng many times instead.
Two days passed in a blink of an eye. After all welcome meetings had ended, Guo Caiying called Zhang Lisheng and told him that it would take another two days for her to meet him since she had too many unfinished works that piled up because of her business trip in New York. "I've been working overtime in the past two days until ten o'clock in the evening. My colleagues in the office have already complained because of this. I'm sure they're gonna rebel now if I don't get off work on time today. I really didn't expect to have so many documents piling up, waiting for me to process in this less than two weeks trip. I usually find written reports and organizing tasks as very relaxing, but everything is in such havoc now that there are so many things to do. I'm sorry, Junior Brother, you need to go roam around in Beijing yourself for the next two days again."
"It's alright, Senior Sister. I just didn't think that you'd be so serious in work, to the point where other people would actually oppose to you working overtime," It was noontime. Zhang Lisheng, who was strolling around in the streets of Beijing, while spotting a rare blue sky and white clouds, said jokingly.
"Do you think that it's still the 'Red Revolution' era in the 1960s and 1970s where one could randomly go pin labels on others based on their working attitude? Who doesn't pay attention to individual right now, I ask you? Even old qualified investigators would not back down on this."
Zhang Lisheng did not understand that the so-called 'old qualified investigators' actually referred to government officials who were close to retiring in the Chinese government and did not have any executive positions at the administrative level. Most of these people were in the central ministries, but they only had empty ranks despite working hard for their entire lifetime. In actual fact, they were still at the bottom of the organization with no future but was smooth and slick when it came to experience. Naturally, they gave no heed to other people's authority over themselves.
However, the young man did not ask and merely said with a smile, "In that case, your work seems to be much harder than I imagined. I won't bother you then, see you!"
"See you, Junior Brother. Oh yeah, you can go to Gui Street to have a look if you're bored at night. It's not far from the Beijing Hotel and is just in front of Dongzhimen. If you take a taxi, it'll only take you… Ah, forget it, you don't care about money anyway. Yeah, it's impressive there, but remember the same old reminder: don't get into a conflict with other people."
"Senior Sister, am I a barbarian who has feathers on my head with my bottom half of body wrapped in leaves in your eyes?"
"Of course not. You're much more sly, cruel, and aggressive than those people you speak of. See you on the day after tomorrow, Junior Brother," The girl hung up after saying so.
"Sly, cruel, and aggressive… Well, I would have long become ashes if I weren't so," The young man was stunned before muttering and putting his phone away. At once, he fell into a daze and looked around him.
In front of him was both old and young city filled with blue brick buildings and skyscrapers, spacious roads, and narrow alleys.
The population of this cosmopolitan city like that of New York and was similarly open too. However, maybe because it was the fact that the redheaded white-skinned Atlanteans could still be seen everywhere on the streets; and that Zhang Lisheng had not encountered any single demonstrators despite strolling an entire afternoon yesterday, this city gave Zhang Lisheng a more orderly feeling. Such feeling inexplicably affected his mood to become slightly depressed.
"Young man, you're looking for Tiananmen, right? You only have to turn left and walk till you reach a junction, then go to the bus stop to take a bus numbered 67. After three stops, get down from that bus and walk for several hundred meters straight, and you'll arrive there," An old man who was wearing a tender, green sportswear while carrying a sword on his back walked past the young man and stopped to say kindly when he saw the young man looking around.
"Sir, I'm not going to Tiananmen, but thank you," Zhang Lisheng snapped back to reality and burst out into a chuckle before replying with gratitude.
Actually, he had nothing to do at this time, so his brain somehow wandered on the incident of how the Gate of Dao's disciples wanting to acquire the Yingzhou paradise when they were on the way to Beijing. After pondering a while, he asked, "Do you know any well-known temple or Taoist abbey around here?"
"Well, the biggest and most famous temple in the entire Beijing City would be none other than the White Cloud Temple Gompa in the suburbs. The other small Four Olds has been changed into private houses already," Something seemed to have reminded the old man, causing him to muse with slight emotions.
"Thank you," After thanking him again, the young man strolled forward and came to the bus station. He waved to stop a taxi to aid him from going to the suburbs, so he could visit the temple for a stroll. He thought that he would just view it as a mere visit if he could not come across any Gate of Dao's disciples.
However, it was lunchtime now, so no vehicle stopped for him despite waiting for over ten minutes.
"What the hell? I can't even stop a taxi? Is this even an international metropolis…" Frustrated, Zhang Lisheng secretly groaned, but at this moment, a taxi suddenly flashed its signal and stopped beside him.
The young man breathed a relief happily. When he was about to walk into the back of the car by walking past the front door, a sturdy young man behind him rushed forward to open the door and jump in before stretching a neck out and said, "Hurry up! Hurry up! Follow that car! Xu Liang they all must have reached the hotel already! I'm starving, hurry up…"
"Sir, this is the taxi I stopped." The young man was stunned. Patting the young man's extended shoulder, he said.
"Watch where you're touching! Why the hell are you touching me?" When the young man heard Zhang Lisheng's characteristic Sichuan Mandarin, he glanced up at him and said with a curled lips, "You wanna say that it's your taxi? Well, in that case, call it and see if it will answer you or not?!"
When Zhang Lisheng saw how unreasonable this young man was, he recalled the colored people in New York's ghetto and just spoke with a smile, "Idiots are really everywhere…"
Without warning, he reached out a hand to grab the young man's nape.
When his spine clenched, the young man immediately felt weak as he slumped down like all of his bones had melted. At the same time, he was in so much pain that he felt like he was going to die.
The next instant, he felt a considerable force pulling his neck out. Sensing that he would be thrown out of the window before being thrown on the ground till his head cracked open bloodily, fear, terror, and anger rose in his heart, but he could not even struggle.


A young man from the Miaowei Tribe brought up by his strict father, suddenly turned into Rank 1 Wizard on the day he was orphaned. He then obtained the ability to control giant worms. 
Soon after, he found his mother who was in a faraway foreign land by accident. From a small mountain village, he managed to jump into the amazing arena that was a global metropolis.
Thus far, we have a young man who inherited the legacy of mastering ancient demons from an ancient country. 
From Western civilization to other worlds, a fascinating saga is born.

"Cough! Cough cough."

"Ma!"

"Don't worry, sweetie, I'm fine."

"No, ma, no you ain't. Sit tight and take it easy, I'll getcha something."

"You were always such a good boy, so filial."

"Fill y'all what?"

"No, filial, F-I-L-I-A-L. Oh, don't worry about it, dearie. It's a compliment"

"'Aight, got enough to worry about. I'm off."

"Take care!"

"Don't worry, I will."

Chad Keldan nodded to his mother and left, making sure the door was securely locked. Though more than old enough to be a father, and far from bad looking if you asked him, he still lived with his mother. Not because he was lazy or useless, but because his mother's deteriorating health meant that his conscience wouldn't let him abandon her. Sure, the government proudly declared how much it cares about the poor and there were technically a hodgepodge of social programs, they were useless unless you had serious connections or bribes so generous you wouldn't need these services if you could pay them.

If you are rich enough you can have your brain transplanted into the body of an adorable five-year-old girl grown in a vat to your precise specifications (yes this was a thing that happened, no you don't want to know why.) But if you're broke and alone an absolutely necessary surgery will often be put off by hospital staff until the patient dies; doesn't matter if it's free if you can't use it. There were of course religious charities--their services the only thing keeping their religions alive in the age of space travel--but there is the more popular and less reputable alternative: the black market. Though illegal, only high-profile cases involving "respectable people" are ever persecuted and the destitute are turned a blind eye to. After all, it's an excellent way to reduce strain on the system even if unethical.

Really, the lowest rung of society are pretty much ignored entirely so long as they stay among themselves. You could murder someone in the slums and never have to worry about the authorities (but will naturally have to worry about the victim's friends retaliating,) but if you pickpocket off a wealthy passerby the punishment is immediate and disproportionate. This apathy towards the lower strata of society is how the area informally referred to as "The Alcove" came to be.

The Alcove has been famously described as "the lowest high street on planet Earth." Want to get high? You can have ketamine from Uranus injected directly into your your anus. Need to protect yourself? You can get an energy sword just like The Covenant use. Need to get off? You can hire a green-skinned space babe with three tits to show you the time of your life.

There are, of course more mundane fare. Treat yourself to an Abibos tracksuit that costs less than a cup of gas station coffee, meat that may have went "meow" or "woof" or "squeak" or "please put down the gun I'll have the money tomorrow I swear," or as Chad is there for, what they call progressive medicine. Progressive medicine is something spun off from Traditional Chinese Medicine, with an emphasis on artificial and extraterrestrial ingredients as opposed to endangered animals. While some of it is of suspect utility (e.g. the skulls of fallen gladiators used to increase sexual potency) much of it is simply ingredients of Traditional Chinese Medicine which have been either synthesized or substituted or alien equivalents. Though Eastern in origin, it has become very popular throughout the world to the point where its origin are often forgotten and it's seen as something global and cosmopolitan.

Chad walked through the entrance, the bell on the door ringing. The smell inside was suffocatingly spicy with a worrying hint of mold. The plain white walls and the harsh LED lighting gave the shop a sterile feeling, which was immediately squashed by the sweepings of dust and debris in the corners reaching up to five centimeters high and growing. Chad coughed so hard he nearly puked.

"Shit, man, that's...this place is rough! Gotta get some air in here, bro. It's like a pepper shaker had an orgasm. A body can't hardly breathe in this joint."

"Ah, but the smell is how you know it works! I stock only the freshest goods, you know." An arrogant voice came in through the back room. The shopkeeper, with a punchable smile on his face and clad in a tasteless polyester suit, came moseying in as if without a care in the world. "So what will it be, sir? I can cure all ails, show you such wonderful sights, and rekindle any love."

"I don't need nothing fancy. I'm looking for, uh, I dunno. My ma's sick, real bad. Real weak, can't eat right, coughs a lot. Got something for me?"

"My dear sir, I have a treasure trove of panacea of every kind. I swear I could bring back the dead if I so wanted!"

"That's all well and good, man, but what ya got I could use? Preferably something she could drink."

"No problem sir, not a problem at all! Come here, come, I have some roots from the moons of-"

"I'm broke."

"Oh, that's no problem. In the back we have a number of specially tailored pharmaceuticals from local craftsmen."

"Designer drugs you mean. From Nguyen's guy's, yeah?"

"...Yes. But I promise you that I've inspected everything here! No cuts, no additives, no adulterants! Used as directed, they are at least 60% safe. The odds are in your favor, my good man."

"Guess it's better than just waiting for her to waste away. Sure, let's take a look."

The two went in the back. In white PVC buckets were vibrantly colored pills and pale powders. On each container was a label hand-written on receipt paper and taped on. It was the absolute last place you would want to be your pharmacy. It smelled like someone took all the cleaners from under a kitchen sink, mixed them together, and boiled them in a cauldron. Strangely enough, Chad actually preferred it to the main room.

"It smells like a janitor's closet up in here."

"That my friend is the smell of good health! Now come, let's see here." The shopkeeper bent over and was muttering to himself as he read the labels. "No, no, no, not that, no, that would make her feel better but it wouldn't help her, no, no, certainly not this one, no. Aha! Here, This one, good old Contradyscorono.

"Put two heaping spoonfuls into a liter of boiling water and mix well. Serve her four portions with an hour's space between them each day in the morning. Before either of you know it she'll be back and fighting fit in no time!"

"Fair 'nough. How much?"

"We have a deal, excellent!" The shopkeeper pulled out a black cup the size of a fist, filled it, and sealed it with a white lid. He took it to a weighing station hooked up to a tablet and a strange rod, tapped the screen a few times, and pressed the rod on the lid imprinting a QR code. "Just scan the lid and we'll be on our way"

Chad took out his phone and scanned the code. Carrying a lot of cash around was too much of a liability and his Bahati SQ-10, the handset equivalent of a Yugo, was too shitty to be worth stealing.

'80 mints? I guess that's okay if it's for ma.' He sighed and reluctantly accepted the transaction.

Yes, he paid in mints. A cryptocurrency designed for everyday purchases where more valuable crypto didn't make sense (imagine paying 6.9ⅹ10^-4 bitcoins for a latte) The name holds no real significance, the creators just thought it sounded cute.

Clearing his throat, Chad took the tub and left, holding his breath so he doesn't have another coughing fit.

'Really I coulda haggled down the price, but that would make me look pathetic. A man's gotta have his dignity, and I ain't desperate enough yet to beg. Besides, if it really helps ma it'd be worth triple the price.'

Having nowhere to put the container, Chad made a concerted effort to appear relaxed as if he's simply coming home with his lunch. The shop has a reputation and it would be easy to assume he has hard drugs and could be "persuaded" to share them. His unkempt appearance and inconspicuous dress usually stop him from catching the eyes of any muggers, pickpockets, and other petty criminals. If the best they can hope for is a worn-out jacket and the worst is a knife to the throat, why would they push their luck? Still, he has learned long ago that one can never be too careful.

It's called street smarts, and it's something Chad had in spades.

No amount of studying will stop you from getting your shit kicked in because you wore the wrong color on the wrong street or had a watch that was too shiny. He did have a high school diploma, but in in his neck of the woods you would get good just showing up to class and great grades if you were sober. Everyone in the system wanted the students pushed through as smoothly as possible and would go as far as fudging grades to stop students from repeating a year. Not only because they couldn't afford to have students around, but because teachers often feared their more troublesome pupils.

Parents knew that their kids could never get into college unless they paid out the nose for a diploma mill that wouldn't mean anything. It's not like they were happy about their lack of prospects, but no matter how many crocodile tears officials shed or how much they promised to invest in these communities nothing ever changed.

But that's another story for another time.

Despite his vigilance, or more accurately because of it, Chad made the mistake of bumping into a drunk and his buddies shambling along the side of the road.

"The fuck is wrong with you?"

"Oh, sorry. My bad."

"Sorry? That's it? Bitch, I'mma make you sorry!"

A man with nothing to lose enters the ring as he goes up against the strongest fighters in the galaxy.

Time passed quickly and it was soon 2 hrs before dinner. Xinya wore a maroon laced dress and wore light makeup. She then rushed to the location of the restaurant. 

8 pm, Berkeley Restaurant
The restaurant was spacious and positively clean, the walls were painted with colour that are pleasant and the place has a remarkably cosmopolitan. Just then, a man walked in. He was of good built, he had distinct features and was incredibly attractive under the light. It was at this moment that Xinya realised it was Xutao. "Nice to meet you again Mr Xu, feel free to order anything. This meal is on me," Xinya said to break the awkwardness. Both of them then sat down placed their order. "Don't mind my nosiness but what happened the day before?" Xutao asked with politeness. Xinya thought o herself it wouldn't hurt to say so she told him everything. Xutao then comforted her like a gentlemen. He did indeed found himself weird because he was never gentle to anyone before. Soon, the food arrived and the chatted happily as they munched on their food.
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"It was a great dinner and it was nice to meet a friend like you, I hope there will be more chances in the future to meet you" Xinya said out of politeness. "Of course, there will definitely be more chances for us to meet. How about a ride home?" This sentence made Xinya's heart melt for some reason. They then got into the car and drove off.

An ambitious young lady, XingYa goes through a lot of hardships. Her boyfriend betrayed her with another woman so she decides to make him regret. She knew the only was for her to live better without him. God wasn't so bad to her afterall, she met the biggest shareholder of Ying Shen entertainment, Xutao. Xutao was also the future-head of Xu international. Little did she know that the moment the Xutao saw her, he fell in love with her. He then secretly helps Xinya behind the scenes.

The next morning I was sitting at my computer in my home office.

I should have been working. I had three deadlines the next two weeks and I'd barely begun on the work. I was a freelance editor. I got paid by the hour and if I didn't work that hour, I didn't get paid. I had a mouth to feed, my own. I had a body to clothe, a body that liked all sorts of clothes, it craved them so I had to feed the habit or things could get nasty. I had a cosmopolitan addiction and cosmos didn't come cheap. And I had a house I was fixing up. Therefore, I needed to get paid.

Okay, that wasn't strictly true. I wasn't fixing up my house. My Dad did some of the work. My friend Troy did other work. So, I should say that I had a house I was guilting, begging and emotionally blackmailing others into fixing up.
But still, it needed fixing up and cabinets and tile didn't march from Cabinet and Tile Land into my house and say, "We want to live with you, Gwendolyn Kidd, fix us to your walls!"
That only happened in my dreams, of which I had many, most of them daydreams.
Like right then, sitting at my computer, one heel to the seat, my chin to my knee, my eyes staring out the window, I was thinking about my Mystery Man, the Great MM. I was daydreaming about changing our first meeting. Being smarter, funnier, more mysterious, alluring, interesting, hooking him instantly with my rapier wit, my flair for conversation, my ability to discuss politics and world events intelligently, my humble stories of expansive charity work all wrapped up with enticing looks that promised a lifetime of mind-blowing orgasms, making him declare his undying love for me.
Or at least tell me his name.
Instead, I was drunk and definitely not any of that.I heard my doorbell go, a chime then a clunk and I started out of my elaborate daydream which was beginning to get good.
Then I got up and walked through my office into the upstairs hall making a mental note, again, to call Troy and see if he'd fix my doorbell for a six pack and a homemade pizza. This might mean he'd bring his annoying, whiny, constantly bitching new girlfriend though, so I changed my mind and decided to call my Dad.

Night time is the right time...

Keira Clifford has met the man of her dreams. He's hot, he's sexy, and what started as a no-names-exchanged night of passion has blossomed into a year and a half-long pleasure fest. Sure, it's a little strange that he only appears in her bed at night, but Keira is so sure he's the one, she just can't turn him away...

Jamie's Alpha knows more about keria than she could ever imagine. She's gorgeous, headstrong, and skittish about relationships. But Hawk is facing his own demons, demons that keep him from connecting with anyone. Yet when keria is drawn into Denver's lethal underground scene, Jamie's protective nature comes out full force. The problem is, when keria gets a dose of Jamie's Alpha attitude in the daylight, she's not so sure he's the one anymore...

In a powerful debut novel about motherhood, immigration, and identity, a pregnant Chinese woman makes her way to California and stakes a claim to the American dream.

Holed up with other moms-to-be in a secret maternity home in Los Angeles, Scarlett Chen is far from her native China, where she worked in a factory job and fell in love with the owner, Boss Yeung. Now she's carrying his baby. Already married with three daughters, he's overjoyed because the doctors confirmed he will finally have the son he has always wanted. To ensure that his son has every advantage, he has shipped Scarlett off to give birth on American soil. U.S. citizenship will open doors for their little prince.

As Scarlett awaits the baby's arrival, she chokes down bitter medicinal stews and spars with her imperious housemates. The only one who fits in even less is Daisy, a spirited teenager and fellow unwed mother who is being kept apart from her American boyfriend.

Xin City(in country Z), the cosmopolitan hub of the East was the resident of most of the successful and richest businessmen and influential personnel. The city was known throughout the world for it's rapidly developing technology, military power, fashion, food and night life. People also called it the Vegas of East.
While walking down the streets you can see many sleek and luxurious cars driven by some rich brats. The top-notch clubs were filled with beautiful people of all ages. You can see many attendants running after Young Madams and Misses to show them the newly launched clothes and jewels. During day, the air was filled with power, intelligence and development but during night people breathed the air of lust, addiction and hunger. 

But there was one young man who caught the attention of all. Zhao Neil, the CEO of Zhao Conglomerate, the most richest company of the country. He was a mastermind in technology. An Adonis among other male who each pale in comparison.

He was 25 and 183cm tall. His hair was jet black and lustrous. His eyes were equally black and so deep that it can make anyone weak at knees. His dark brows stooped downwards in a serious expression. He had a strong jaw, so sharp that it could probably cut through glass. A tall celestial nose and beautiful thin lips. His features were molded from granite.
His body was toned and muscular with strong arms, firm chest and abdomen, bold thighs and calves. His bone structure was fine and perfectly symmetrical. Muscles rippled across every part of his body when he moved. His voice was deep and smooth with a serious tone. 
One look, and both men and women swooned at the sight of him. The aura he exuded was intimidating yet calm. But there is always a hint of gentleness in his eyes which goes unnoticed by almost everyone. 
Women threw themselves at his feet. They wanted to make him their husband. If not husband, they were always ready to make him even their daddy. With a face and aura like that, who wouldn't?...
As a child he was completely diffrent from other kids. Born with a strong yet silent personality, he never interacted too much with others. While all other rich teenagers were busy indulging themselves in addiction and luxury, he was training vigorously under the guidance of his grandfather. His training started from a tender age of 10 so as to make him ready to face any emergency in the future. He was trained in all aspects of life including technical skills, martial arts, handling weapons, investment and marketing and even culinary skills. 

The emergency happened. He was only 17 when he got hold of the company due to his father's illness. At that time, even though Zhao conglomerate was very successful, it was not no. 1 in the country. He became the Intern CEO and the major decisions were still made by his father because he had not reached the age of 20. He put forward all the things he had learned during his 7years of immense training.
Well the hard work paid off.
Within two years, when he was still an intern CEO the company reached it's peak. Zhao Conglomerate became the most powerful corporation of the country. He started enlarging his empire to various other countries. And soon he became a living legend. He became the most powerful person of the East. People of all ages admired him, respected him.
They gave him the nickname of "THE KING OF EAST"

She is a bewitching beauty who lures everyone in a mysterious way. A kind soul who brings joy everywhere she goes. But BEWARE..... If you dare mess with her, she will show you her cold and foxy side.

He is the most successful and powerful CEO of the country. Though young, he is rough and strong who stays to himself. He is devilishly handsome but has a sensitive and caring heart.

The cute little bun is loved by both of them. He is their strength as well as weakness, a weakness that makes them more stronger.

What will happen next? A strong woman meets a powerful man. A cute kid. Faceslapping scenes. Power Couple. 
Let's embark on a journey together to see what holds in the future for them.


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Warning - There are some violent scenes(like sex, fights and killing) and a lot of mature dialogues. Content suitable for 17+ readers only.

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The human colonies were divided into large fleets, each group was named according to the continent from which it took off, therefore there were the colonizing fleets America (which included the American continent), Europe, Asia, Africa, and Oceania.
At this time in the Asia Colony, precisely in a research center, there was a tense atmosphere. For some reason, some records were duplicated or rewritten. Everyone could tell that the story was correcting. Something or someone had broken the continuity of the reality they were in, up to where they understood as much as someone could travel in time, there should be no way that could affect their original timeline
- Does that mean it was caused in higher dimensions?
Someone said muttering. He was talking to himself and was unaware of the sudden silence.
- We do not know if there can be something similar to live, in that case, and we have no way of verifying this with our current technology.
- Well .. not exactly - the president had entered the room When they heard his voice everyone greeted him respectfully. - We have won a competition for an important project. It may be helpful for the current situation. From this moment on, the entire company will focus on this task, we will stop all the investigations and also inform them that it is not an only human question, it was a joint investigation of all the intelligent species of Vyndra.
- Right now it would be good if "they" will also help
- Nothing can be done ... I'm sure that event also interfered with the restructuring
- The singularity was in some way influenced that is for sure, the problem is that we do not know in what way until it is restarted. Another disturbance in space is happening in an isolated area and we will be moving in a few days. I need everyone to prepare, then more details will be provided.
When they arrived at the place you could see something that was very common, vyndra was very cosmopolitan but in this case, the great minds were together, something that was not currently possible. since it was rare for them to be in a situation where they meet.
Different types of equipment were being installed, it took all afternoon until everything was in place. The next day, the analysis of the situation had started, something that impressed everyone was a certain frequency were being attracted to the disturbance, the particular thing was that these frequencies were related to those that carried the data related to the singularity.
They did not know what was happening. Immediately he was sent to investigate the center where he was. That the uniqueness is originated in a game was something that was not expected. Right now it had evolved in such a way that it was looking for ways to physically manifest in the world. Technically, the singularity dominated all the computing on the planet without distinction, the fact that it maintained an attachment to the playful aspect of its original development relieved Vyndra's high command, remained faithful to its objective of creating forms of "life" that they would always accompany their breeders. So it immediately absorbed data from any technology that was connected to the network or found traces of development, to accomplish this feat. If the public knew that their privacy was constantly being violated, there would not only be minor disturbances, this was one of Vyndra's biggest secrets.
Another week passed without apparent problems, the camp was still investigating the spatial distortion, the tests to see what happened when making contact with this space, the drones had begun, at the moment, the drones could not withstand a pressure that appears after passing through it. they discovered that it was a kind of portal. Over time they discovered that space and the fundamental forces on the other side seemed to be forming, at overwhelming speed, if they were forming, it was something they did not expect to witness ...
Then the Singularity spoke and everyone involved with the investigation went into shock, basically telling them that what was happening in the space that was forming on the other side of the portal would make the objective it had been pursuing for hundreds of years come true. He didn't elaborate on how but he was creating a universe.
In addition to confirming that he had duplicated and transferred the main computer, to that universe. This involved many things. They immediately realized that there was a greater force that made this possible, a force that if they could do what they were observing, could destroy everything they knew if they wanted, fear, and almost primordial fear made them demand to talk about how and Whatever it was that made all this possible, the only thing the Singularity said was that there was no danger to the existence of beings on this planet and that it would not give more details.
After that, the instructions given by the singularity were followed, the fear that had left all this event made them follow these orders without opposing in any way. And so it was that some technologies were being developed across Vyndra in collaboration with all intelligent species.
A great change was coming.

After a horrible experience, Tom begins his new life in Vyndra.

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