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With a drizzle of passion and a dash of lust to create a sultry emulsion, Diana Rodriguez, A chef and Restaurateur, owning four five-star restaurants around the world, decides to open a new restaurant in hometown, Wrightwood. One problem. The land belongs to her old friend turned foe, Damian Hernandez. A content, straightforward, sexy realtor who refuses to sell her the land. New found Seduction arises as they're both driven into world's they were unaware of. Will he agree to sell her the land or make an even bigger decision?.

This is the Story of Nori Aino. Another Otaku Chosen by the legendary truck-san to go on a liberating isekai adventure.He finds that he has 3 MOD MENUS of 3 separate games in this other which makes him overpowered. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ AS YOU CAN TELL BY MY SHORT UNINFORMATIVE SYNOPSIS, I'M STILL A NEWBIE WRITER AND THIS IS BUT AN EXPERIMENT TO SEE WHERE I LACK IN MY WRITING SKILLS.FEEL FREE TO READ IF YOU WISH. ALSO ENGLISH IS NOT MY NATIVE LANGUAGE.

In a post-apocalyptic world shattered by cataclysmic events, one survivor discovers a mysterious artifact—an otherworldly mod menu with the power to manipulate reality itself. As they grapple with the ethical implications of such immense power, they attract the attention of rival factions, including the ruthless Phoenix Collective and enigmatic Reapers, each vying for control. With the fate of humanity hanging in the balance, our protagonist must navigate a treacherous path, forming unexpected alliances, battling inner demons, and ultimately unleashing the true potential of the mod menu—a force of balance that can heal the wounded earth and restore hope to a fractured world. In this gripping tale of self-discovery, sacrifice, and unity, "I Have A Mod Menu In The Apocalypse" explores the limits of power, the resilience of the human spirit, and the transformative journey of a survivor destined to change the course of history.

Forgiveness isn't easy. How do you forgive when your wounds are still bleeding? When you haven't even forgiven yourself for what the other did? But no matter how arduous the path, Xue had to walk it, and Saito had to drag his feet, to meet halfway, to move on. They had to search for the embers of love in the ashes of forgiveness.

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Duke's Revenge sequence "And?" But customs changed. His people had little tolerance for sorcerers. They were natural enemies. It was defying all conventions. Violate ancient traditions. He was simply bewitched by her. "And since when do you care about traditions, my friend?" - You are mine. - Richard Morgan sighed contentedly, his hand smothering her face. - Only mine, my dear. Didn't think it was like that ...- The firm hands smoothed his belly. She was silent. A silence that seemed to last a damn eternity. He was the alpha of the pack and the girl a sorceress. Why the hell did he get the impression he could feel something else in her? She wasn't a wolf.

It's a pure comedy. The comedic journey of three friends who are the Ruler of the Universes. They came to complete their last objective. Let's start their hilarious adventure. Even turning the most tragic in to comedy. [ Most of the characters are taken from different mythologies.] It will be quite fast paced. And a lots of grammar mistakes. Enjoy.

Whitchurch high was not your average high school. It was a high school filled with wolves from different packs even rouges went here among humans and even witches. it's would be the starting point of a great adventure for two wolves and those around them....

I don’t remember how it started but it did. It was a fine morning and I woke up to notifications repeatedly coming from my phone. I was used to it now. It had been 2 weeks since the dating rumour and the George Floyd rumour. The notifications sort of became my alarm. I sighed and silenced my phone and went to the bathroom to get ready for the day. As usual, I wore something that would make me blend in. I looked in front of the mirror and make sure I had everything on. 1: Sweater ✔︎ 2: Short Skirt ✔︎ 3: Timberlands ✔︎ 4: Cross-over purse ✔︎ 5: Beanie ✔︎ 6: Glasses ✔︎ I checked that everything was in place before I left the house. Surprisingly, I blended in really well and no one even looked at me. Everything was going well, until I was suddenly surrounded by a mob of people. I looked around and there was so many people starting to crowd me. I was confused until I saw the signs. “#JUSTICEFORGEORGEFLOYD” “KIM EUNJI DOESN’T DESERVE MARK LEE” “#EUNJI&MARKSHOULDBREAKUP” My mind was spiralling. I didn’t know what to look at. I was losing control with the loud protesting, words everywhere, how close everyone was, and the camera flashes flicking as a picture of me was taken. I fainted in the middle of the street.

-. nacimos en un mundo que no es color de rosa, nacimos en un lugar inospito, donde la vida es monotona y no hay espacio para las emociones y muchos no encuentran la salida.