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Janitor System

“Magic Wand? Magic Broom? Nah… That’s my Magic- I mean cleaning Mop.” Wesley Grime thought being reborn into a world of magic meant one thing: he’d finally be someone special. A rare talent. A prodigy. Instead, he awakened… nothing. Kicked out by his noble family and dumped into a crumbling magic academy, Wesley isn’t there to learn—he’s there to clean. Assigned to the lowest floor of the Flame Mage Tower, he’s handed a mop instead of a wand. Just when life hits rock bottom… [Janitor System Activated] New Mission: Clean 4 designated spots Time Limit: 15 minutes Tier I Reward: Bronze coins and Fire Resistance Lv.1 Failure Penalty: Arthritis for a year Each mission from the Janitor System has one simple rule: clean fast, or suffer. The faster Wesley cleans, the higher the tier, the better the rewards. The faster he works, the higher the reward. Money? Resources? Power? He just needed to clean to earn them! It’s not glamorous. It’s not flashy. But in a world ruled by royalty and mages, this janitor is about to mop the floor with them all.

JS Izumo: Thrown into a Game World (Azurlane)

A tale about a shipgirl who is the reincarnation of a game player from another world. Angga is an Indonesian man with a deep passion for warship-themed games. He plays a wide variety of naval games and never hesitates to spend money on his hobby. His favorites include War Thunder, Azur Lane, Modern Warships, World of Warships Legends, and Warship Mobile 2. He also frequently watches shipgirl-themed anime. Among all his games, he has one ultimate favorite vessel: the Helicopter Destroyer JS Izumo. He even created a shipgirl character model based on the ship's manifestation, turning her into his "ideal girl" and setting her as his wallpaper. One day, Angga was involved in an accident and fell into a coma. He drifted into a deep, comfortable sleep, only to wake up in a place where he felt like a completely different person. It soon dawned on him that he had taken the form of his favorite shipgirl-a girl with long silver hair, silver fox ears, and a matching silver tail. As he regained his senses, he saw two other girls whose appearances were strikingly familiar. Once fully conscious, he finally recognized them: they were his in-game avatar and a ship decal from his favorite game. What exactly was happening?

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Youngest Mafia (JS)

The world is not a safe place to live it coz it was filled with crime, and I was a victim of that which turned me into a cold hearted leader, boss and the mayor of the state. Hey how would you feel if you woke up one morning and find out you are the heir to a Mafia empire??? Yeh that's me, I go by the name Drake I got a lovely family with My mom and dad we were among the richest family in Brazil, but everything disappeared like a flash when my parents were munduer in cold blood and in my presence and also that same day was my birthday. Leaving behind a legacy,an empire, a company an drug empire for me to take total t charge over when it when am bearly 17

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Fatal Desires: The Luna’s Revenge

"I remember her, she was a great fuck. A smoking hot body and a virgin to boot. She didn't stop fighting me and you know how much I like it when they struggle. Who would have expected a virgin in a strip club! What a night." He smiled as he thought about her, she had refused his advances, but no one turns him down and lives. Her struggles only inflamed his passions, and he took her hard, bound and gagged, again and again in the private room of the club as she fought to get free.

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The true story of React, Express.js and MongoDB

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The Steel Empress

A story of action and adventure, with a touch of mystery, about a girl who is lost in a big world full of threats. With creatures that I consider to be creative, in a certain way. Characters that I hope you will like, and places that I am developing. An intriguing journey full of adventure by a novice author. I hope you enjoy it. I hope my work is something different from what you are used to, and that I can make that happen. The Steel Empress.

Yandere: How A Luckless Man From Earth Got His Harem

Please don't forget to vote. . . . As a commoner on Earth, I don't have the wealth and handsome appearance to make girls fall in love with me; I ended up rejected about fifty times. On one normal night, an unforeseen accident happened that caused my life to perish... However, it turned out that death wasn't the end of all, because I once again found myself alive, in a half and not familiar room.. with a dangerous lolita with me... ... I am a villain who always acts low key. I love creating different identities to hide from authority. Not because I am weak, but because I want to see how long would it take for them to find me. Although being invincible is great, it is also has a bad side; no one can defeat me. To make my life better, I decided to do something no one can guess. ... An invincible villain and a luck less man. If the two souls mixed in one body, what is going to happen? Expect Yanderes, Tsunderes, Dere-Dere, and many Deres, Magic, Action, Romance, Fantasy, R-18, and Weak And Strong MC, Comedy, etc. Note: Slow Pace... Note: The Author isn't professional, don't expect too much, but of course, it's worth the time...

A Imperatriz de aço

Uma história de fantasia, de uma garota que tem que sobreviver em diversos ambientes e se desenvolver com eles, personagens próprias com monstros únicos, e meu próprio desenvolvimento como escritor ( a história em si é uma tradução em meu idioma original de the steel empress, que acho que evolui minha escrita conforme os capítulos.) Espero que gostem. PS: sou o autor original da obra.

The Mafia Boss Calls Me His Little Ancestor

The monsoon season of Nanyang carried a humid sensuality as Liao Qiao pushed open the hotel’s carved wooden doors, only to overhear Shang Lu’s mocking sneer: “Are you following me? Still not over me?” A sharp reprimand cut through the drama. “Show some respect to your sister-in-law!” The shadow of a black shirt swept over Liao Qiao’s shoulder. Shang Yu exhaled a plume of smoke, his gaze dropping to the crumpled figure on the floor. “Take him to the Dark Hall,” he ordered, his voice like glacial steel. Liao Qiao studied the man’s chiseled profile. This was Shang Yu, the ruthless tycoon of Nanyang. He stood at the rain-soaked veranda, cigarette smoke curling around him, the faint scent of snow pine lingering in the air—a blade sheathed in elegance. Their next meeting unfolded in the underground lounge of a nightclub. Liao Qiao sipped a Mojito, watching Shang Yu stub out his cigar with a snap. “Mr. Yan requests your presence.” Before the bodyguard could finish, she sauntered into the private room. Under crystal chandeliers, Shang Lu retched into a toilet bowl while Shang Yu tapped his fingers on the marble table. “Explain the annulment yourself.” Before the words echoed, Liao Qiao leaned against the doorframe, spinning a car key between her fingers. “I heard Mr. Shang owns a Maybach. Care to lend it for a spin?” On the manicured lawns of Nan Yang Manor, Shang Yu knelt to tend to a cut on her ankle. Liao Qiao traced the mole near his eye, laughter bubbling. “So anxious, Mr. Shang? Could it be…” His hands yanked her into an embrace, his palm pressing against her wounded back. “If it hurts, bite me.” The night Shang Lu’s yacht exploded, Liao Qiao stood by the manor’s floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Shang Yu’s silhouette rigid against the lightning-flashed horizon. Thunder cracked. For the first time, she understood why her father called her “Nanyang’s curse”—she had a knack for shattering and reshaping the trajectories of those around her without rhyme or reason. When Shang Yu returned from Palma, he pressed a platinum card into her palm. “Want to see where you were born?” Liao Qiao traced the intricate engravings, finally deciphering the truth in her father’s indulgent eyes—she was never just a heiress. She was the wildfire he’d always kept burning in his palm.

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