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In her past life, Shen Xi always longed for love and validation from her parents, members of the wealthy Su family. Unfortunately, the attention that she yearned for was stolen by the family’s fake heiress – her elder sister, Su Ruowan. As a result of Su Ruowan’s evil plans, Shen Xi was crippled, disfigured and eventually died of leukemia. However, in a surprising turn of events, Shen Xi was reborn. Returned to the time when she was a seventeen-year-old teenager, she’ll set things right and get her revenge against the Su family.

Una muestra de los papeles de divorcio llevó a Xia Xinghe a un estado de miseria. Sin embargo, después de un accidente automovilístico, ella se transformó en una "hacker" profesional con más dinero del que podría gastar. —Todos aquellos que me han menospreciado, intimidado y se han burlado de mí, por favor, hagan una fila, ¡les enseñaré lo que realmente es una bofetada! —Espera, espera, espera. Ese chico allá, el ex-esposo con el que ya no tengo ninguna relación, que no se salte en la fila. —¿Qué? ¿Quieres ayudarme a abofetear a esta gente? —No solo eso, ¡te ayudaré a abofetearme a mí mismo! El hombre terriblemente guapo, con miles de millones de dólares de herencia, levantó su palma para abofetear su propia cara, ¡sin duda alguna! P.D.: Esto es poder femenino, sin trampas, sin malentendidos, sin tabúes; una historia de amor correspondido. También, por favor, espera lo inesperado en términos de la trama, y no te aferres a la estructura típica del romance.

Ella era un genio incomparable en el siglo 24: todo lo que necesitaba era una aguja de plata y prácticamente podría traer de vuelta a cualquiera de entre los muertos. Después de una explosión, ella cruzó a un mundo extraño donde todos la llamaban "señorita". La anterior “señorita” no tenía espíritu contractual, era débil e incompetente, ¿e incluso su prometido venía con un nuevo amor y la acosaba? Ahora que ella se había hecho cargo, ¿quién se atrevería a actuar tan presuntuosamente a su alrededor? Con las agujas en la mano, ¡el mundo era suyo! Donde quiera que vaya, ¡los milagros seguían! Sin embargo, ella salvó a una plaga. ¿En qué estaba pensando ella cuando salvó a ese hombre? Su impresionante comportamiento y su impecable rostro contrastaban enormemente con sus crueles acciones. Él intentaba todas las formas de conquistarla. Esta es una interesante historia cruzada con algo de magia, romance y una señorita hipócrita como el personaje principal.

I woke up as ash in Delia’s womb Power hungry person decides that the main character hasn’t used a tiny bit of his potential. After reincarnation, he believes that he will get all the itches and become overpowered, maybe rule over a country or two.

Año 1847 Los cuatro Imperios se han mantenido sin cambios durante siglos, los vampiros tienen la ventaja y son los titiriteros de todo. Pero los conflictos han comenzado a aumentar causando una guerra interna entre los Imperios, Bonelake y Woville. Heidi era una niña adoptada, por el Duque que había sido lo suficientemente generoso para acogerla. Una niña, que cuando creció, no tenía ni idea de que sería el puente político entre los dos Imperios a través de un matrimonio con un pariente del Señor del Este. El Señor Nicholas, con su suave apariencia y comportamiento, se convirtió en el Rey Blanco del Imperio. Un hombre que era el más amable con todas las personas que lo rodeaban, aunque solo unos pocos sabían lo que había debajo de esa hermosa máscara. ¿Qué sucede cuando una chica es responsable de sacar lo peor y lo mejor de él? Especialmente, si es la prometida de su primo. Créditos de la portada del libro: complxmars

In the realms above, supernatural beings of unfathomable magnificence exist, far beyond mortal comprehension. These divinities wield unimaginable power, capable of obliterating worlds with a mere breath. However, what unfolds when these gods meet their demise? Set in a remote corner of the vast universe, long after the apocalyptic Thousand Millennium War of the Heavenly Beasts and Deities, this tale delves into a forgotten world. Here, the ashes of fallen gods descend upon an insignificant pebble, adrift amidst the cosmic tapestry of space and time. Their impact alters the life of a proud young man, who embraces the abrupt changes thrust upon his world. Refusing to yield to the clutches of fate and karma, he dares to defy the heavens themselves. Will he triumph over an insurmountable destiny, or succumb to fate like gods of unimaginable might did before him? The dreams of a deceased deity and the fate of a dying world hang precariously, hinged upon the future of this young man. He treads upon an endless bridge, forged from the corpses of the fallen. Unlock this epic saga of death, sorrow, war, blood, love, vengeance, and triumph with your own eyes. *** You can also reach out to: Discord:https://discord.com/invite/QQ3vybav Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=9xjl0tq1cs3e&utm_content=qx5nrdu

Being reborn was not part of the plan but neither was being killed in an accident. At least I have a second chance and a really sweet mom and an angel for a cousin and aunt now. It's not so bad I guess the only down side I was a woman now I'm a boy but I can get used to it. It helps I don't remember everything I suppose. Ah why are the names so familiar? Wait.... Pokemon are real now? Well at least it's not SnK or Death Note right? Hmmm Ah! Looks like the Pokemon world is a mix of anime, game and manga. Oh my! Holy macaroni they are twice as dangerous than what the anime, game or manga showed. I have been tricked! Trigger Warning for implied kidnapping, rape, murder and torture. Note: This is a work of leisure and completely self indulgent and a fanfic. I got inspiration from reading many reincarnation stories on fanfiction net. I just had to write one as well. As for the pairings, I'll think about it as the story progresses. Plus I write it during free time so I don't exactly have a schedule for updates. I'm writing this for my own amusement. And it is slow paced, like I can only put out one chapter per week. Pokemon is not mine. Trigger Warning people! Do people even read this? Enjoy fanfic lovers!

Boris Garcia, a 22 year old latin boy is transported to the world of Tate no Yuusha when he touches a strange book, only that compared to his classmates, he was not a "Hero" but a "Gamer". It's my first story so there might be mistakes, I hope you like it.

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She went through hell at an early age. She was abandoned by her father to be abused and exploited like a slave by his wife and daughter. She tried running away from them so many times, but she was always caught. When her 'so-called' sister, who was set to marry a Count's son, vanished, her 'so-called' father suddenly remembered her existence and recognized her as his youngest daughter. [Excerpt] "You wench! We have fed and dressed you since you were a child. And now you won't even be useful." Her stepmother shouted She raised her left eyebrow. "Fed me? Dress me? You couldn't even give me a decent room. If I may remind you, I've been living in the attic room for ten years, and you treated me worse than a maid. A slave. You treated me as a slave." "You ungrateful child. I should have never let you live. You should have just died together with your whore mother." Said the Count. Upon hearing about her mother, she felt rage. She could still remember how she saw her mother die in the coldness of the night. She looked at the Count with blazing eyes as if they could burn. "Never mention my mother again. And stop blaming the innocent here. You are the one who raped her and got her pregnant, Count Harriston." She said it in an angry tone. Then she looked over at the Countess. "And Countess, you should be grateful that you have another daughter because if I were born as a boy, you would never have a penny left." "You b..." Countess Harriston got slapped by Ashley before she could finish her words. The Countess held up her red left cheek. "I'm not a bitch. You and your daughter are bitches. And I will never marry Count Lottway's son. Find your spoiled brat daughter, and don't make me her substitute." "You ungrateful wench!" The Count held her hand and tried to slap her. But a strong man's force stopped the hands of the Count. When he saw whose hand stopped him, his face became pale. He couldn't believe that this man would be here. "Y-your Grace? W-why are y-you here?" The Count was so afraid that he stuttered his words. The man released the Count's hands and hid Ashley at his back. "Hurt her, and you're dead." He said it with a cold tone. Cover not mine