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[Statut : TERMINÉ] « Feng Tianyi ! Ton frère a détruit ma famille Tang ! Y a-t-il quelque chose de bon dans ta famille ? » « En. Ne vois-tu pas comment nos gènes de belle apparence se transmettent à nos enfants ? Quant à la dette de la famille Feng, je te la paierai. » Il dit nonchalamment. Tang Moyu se moqua et croisa les bras sur sa poitrine. « Comment comptes-tu payer ? » « Que dirais-tu que je te rembourse avec mon corps ? » « ... » Tellement sans honte ! L'homme assis dans son fauteuil roulant éclata de rire en voyant son expression contrariée. « Mademoiselle Tang, ça ne sert à rien de faire semblant de ne pas l'avoir vu puisque tu as littéralement grimpé dans mon lit et profité de moi. » Il y a cinq ans, Tang Moyu était l'impératrice du monde des affaires et était au sommet de sa carrière avant d'être réduite à néant lorsque son fiancé est tombé amoureux d'une autre femme. C'était acceptable puisqu'il n'y avait pas d'amour entre elle et Feng Tianhua, mais qui aurait pu penser que cette « Cendrillon » était un loup déguisé en mouton ? Et puis il y a Feng Tianyi, le successeur tristement célèbre de la famille Feng, un auteur acclamé par la critique qui secouait constamment la liste des meilleures ventes avec ses livres. Les rumeurs disent qu'il était colérique et de mauvaise humeur. Il était si impitoyable que ni les hommes ni les femmes ne voulaient de sa compagnie. Les rumeurs disent même que son visage était si beau et hors de ce monde. Il était pratiquement un dieu parmi les hommes. C'était dommage qu'il fût handicapé. Les deux n'étaient jamais censés se rencontrer à nouveau, mais une paire de petits buns doux est intervenue. « Oncle, nous n'avons pas d'argent pour te payer les dégâts. » Le plus grand des petits buns a dit. « Mes manuscrits n'ont pas de prix, » répondit cet oncle séduisant avec amusement. « Oncle, si ça ne te dérange pas, pouvons-nous payer avec notre maman ? Elle est aussi inestimable. » Ainsi la paire de petits buns doux et l'oncle séduisant conclurent un accord mais qui aurait pensé que la femme en question était une reine froide comme la glace venue de l'enfer qui avait une étrange affinité pour les sucreries ? —— Éditeur/relecteur : ninaviews Couverture du livre : Bizzybiin / droits d’auteur 2020 anjeeriku

[Bad Body X Downfall Heiress] When Shen Chaoxi first met Shang Jianghan: She had been thrown out of her house by her biological father, while he was trapped inside his car after being overtaken at a sharp bend. A pair of slender and fair hands parted the crowd, and at a glance, saw Shang Jianghan's handsome face crushed beneath the weight. The crowd was panic-stricken, trying every possible means to rescue him, but none were as effective as Shen Chaoxi's cunningly angled kick that broke through the door. —— When Shang Jianghan saw Shen Chaoxi again: In Shangjing's top-notch club, Shen Chaoxi, dressed in an overly loose Didalun janitor's uniform, was squeezed into a corner of a corridor by several young scions of the Beijing Circle, with only a metal fence separating her from the twenty-meter drop behind her. Shang Jianghan, hands in pockets and a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth, watched coolly, waiting for her to open her mouth and ask for help. With a clap of her hands, Shen Chaoxi swiftly knocked the group of scions to the ground, wailing in pain! —— The next time Shang Jianghan and Shen Chaoxi met: In the corridors of the Beijing University Affiliated Hospital, all was white. Her grandmother's condition had worsened beyond help, and in front of her lay the cold, black-on-white consent form to give up treatment. Her pale, delicate fingers held the black pen, signing her name with firm strokes. Shang Jianghan approached and, with a swipe, tore the document to shreds. I'll save the person, I'll pay the bills, you're mine! —— Years later, As the setting sun cast long shadows, Shang Jianghan leaned against the car door, watching his wife's aggrieved face as she complained, shaking her slender arms: "Your son must lose weight, my arms are sore from holding him!" Shang Jianghan's lips curved into a faint smile as he gathered her into his arms to soothe her, his emotions swirling with gratitude that such a Shen Chaoxi belonged solely to him! Sweet pampering/dual purity, join the story with ease!

Gabriella was a poor and innocent girl. She lived alone in a house that's inherited from her parents. Until one day, the house was destroyed by the Quebracha Company. When she met with the CEO to protest, an incident occurred. "You, lecherous man! Are you not satisfied with destroying my house? So, you took my virginity?” "Confess it! You purposely held your house to block our project, then now you're tricking me to sleep with you. What's your real intention, huh? Who paid you?" Max Evans, the successful and handsome young CEO, accused her of being a messenger woman. What happened next? Could Gabriella earn the CEO's trust? Or even his heart and love? Would those people realize that they were both framed?

Gabriella adalah seorang gadis polos yang malang. Ia hidup sebatang kara di rumah peninggalan orang tuanya. Hingga suatu ketika, rumah itu dihancurkan oleh Perusahaan Quebracha. Saat menemui sang CEO untuk melancarkan protes, sebuah insiden pun terjadi. "Dasar laki-laki bejat! Belum cukup kau menghancurkan rumahku, sekarang kau merampas harga diriku?" "Mengakulah! Kau sengaja menahan rumahmu agar proyek kami terhambat, lalu sekarang kau menjebakku untuk menidurimu. Apa tujuanmu sebenarnya, hah? Siapa yang membayarmu?" Max Evans, CEO muda yang sukses dan tampan itu malah menuduhnya sebagai perempuan bayaran. Apa yang terjadi selanjutnya? Mampukah Gabriella mendapatkan kepercayaan sang CEO? Atau bahkan hati dan cintanya? Akankah dua orang itu sadar bahwa mereka sama-sama dijebak?

Bercerita tentang seorang gadis bernama Aretha Zayba Namira Rahman yang akan membalas kematian kakak laki-lakinya yang merupakan seorang artis yang selalu dikucilkan oleh rekan-rekan seprofesinya dan produser hanya karena dia tidak berasal dari keluarga seorang artis seperti rekan-rekan seprofesinya yang merupakan anak dari artis senior. Polisi mengatakan kalau sang kakak melakukan bunuh diri yang disebabkan karena karirnya yang hancur setelah Asia production dan yang lainnya membatalkan kontrak kerjasamanya secara sepihak. Tapi dia sama sekali tidak percaya kalau kakaknya bunuh diri dan dia curiga kakaknya sengaja dibunuh oleh seorang produser terkenal. Saat Aretha melancarkan balas dendamnya, dia malah jatuh cinta dengan Bian- kekasih dari putri produser yang ternyata merupakan pemilik perusahaan ternama di Asia. Dan Aretha tahu, kalau dia telah masuk ke dalam jebakan Bian dan apa yang akan terjadi kalau ternyata Bian- pria yang dicintainya adalah sang manipulator genius?

Rick a Man in depression is Challenged by his daughter to become more powerful than her within a year on the Worlds first VRMMORPG. Support me and my works at www.Patreon.com/Madjic Artwork done by rennovlsrevenge

Story 21+ Ketika seorang Laksamana jatuh hati, saat itulah dia akan selalu melindungi kekasih hatinya. Hatinya jatuh kepada Cleopatra, si gadis cantik yang dia temui di kampus secara tak sengaja, dia jugalah yang akhirnya membuat Cleopatra menjadi seorang model. "Aku tak akan pernah melepaskanmu, Sayang." Laksamana berdiri di hadapan Cleo yang tengah menutupi tubuhnya berbalut bikini dengan bathrobe untuk pemotretan. "Aku tetap akan melanjutkan pemotretan ini demi mempertahankan karir modelku," kekeuh Cleo lantas berjalan menuju ruang pemotretan dan mulai melepaskan jubah handuknya. Cleopatra Senja, gadis yang memiliki mimpi menjadi model terkenal. Dia hanya gadis yatim piatu yang tengah menghadapi kesulitan karena hidup kekurangan, tapi dia memiliki semangat besar untuk menjadi bintang. Sampai akhirnya Cleo bisa menjadi salah satu model andalan Joey Entertainment. Giordano Laksamana Samudera, pria posesif, dan bersikap bossy itu mampu mengalihkan perhatian mahasiswa sekaligus model cantik, Cleopatra Senja. Pertemuan yang memiliki makna mendalam, serta hati Laksa yang sudah terpaku pada Senja meninggalkan tanda tanya. Baca juga MY RIVAL, MY FIANCE buat yang suka cerita ringan plus remaja hihihi Ada satu masa lalu kelam milik Cleo yang hanya diketahui oleh Laksamana. Saat Cleo harus merangkak dalam karirnya, mampukah Cleopatra bangkit dari masa lalunya?

I died. That's obvious. But I was reborn. How? Don't ask me. Maybe it was some god. A divine being? Ah- It doesn't matter. My life burned away and now- well I'm stuck here in this black void. This dungeon. Maybe I had lived a pious last life. Laughable as that was. But I was given a second chance. Told to grow my dungeon, to create hulking monstrosities that would destroy the world. In short, I am now a villain. I am the consciousness of the dungeon, the little orb at the end my body. And still I live. A projection of a body is created - a trap - and I am that. I am the one to guide foolish adventurers to their death. My looks are curated. Soft features that entrap the mind. I am the dungeon. I am the projection, I am human, and I am the dungeon. And I will conquer all. Every being will bow before my might. "Before you're cuteness~" Ah- heh- that too... help... I didn't ask to look this cute!

He said, "Sweetie, you are mine, and I will never let you go." But eventually, he let her go, "You want a divorce, right? I'll sign it after you drafting the agreement." ... She thought their marriage was a transaction where each got what they needed. She even thought that the woman who had stood by his side for years was his lifelong White Moonlight, his heart's desire. Little did she know, she was the only beam of light in his life, the warmth he wanted to keep forever. Until he protected her with his body, disregarding life and death… ... Baby Chapter: The little princess felt aggrieved and pitiful for not being allowed to bathe with daddy. “Daddy bathes with brother but not with me, that's not fair!” “Because you are a gir, sweetheart.” “Then mommy is also a girl, why can daddy bathe with mommy?” “…”

"As a little lesson, try believing in things that are impossible. After all, how else can they become?" Yroa is a petitely hung, sadistic, mischievous, yet charismatic male prostitute who was born with a face befitting that of a youthful goddess, something that should be bestowed to a woman—not a man. However, instead of loathing it, he used this gift to its fullest, leading to a rather successful and lecherous life until his unfortunate end welcomed him in front of the inferno’s gate. Unexpectedly, a sequence of salvations arrives, resulting in his second chance in life within the new world of Yassimhre as a Living Dungeon Core! In a world where values are numbered, the sky of cultivation is limitless—while the Gods and Goddesses are gambling on how things will go in the grand scheme of emanation, how will he survive? ___________ Reader discretion is advised: Explicit and mature content ahead! If it isn’t obvious enough, the MC is a Trap, albeit an aggressive and dominant one instead of meek and submissive. There’s no Yuri, Yaoi, nor NTR content, but a significant potential for Netori can be found. At the same time, a lot of straight Trapdom and Josou Seme. Occasionally, Femdom. Average word count per chapter is 2000-4000 outside of the short prologue. With it, the author wishes you a good day. May there be light, and the tale that follows it along the way.