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[ era Wen ] died after experiencing the apocalypse for ten years. He wore the clothes of a newlywed wife who was despised by her husband's family. He fought with the best, abused the scum, and changed the fate of the apocalypse. In the 1980s, she was living well. And he was a strong and overbearing prince charming. He was professional in protecting his wife, and in order to repay his kindness, he married a fat wife. One day, he realized that after his wife woke up, she was a completely different person... ... Lin Lei: "Song Yi, I want a divorce. It's not suitable for us to have a generation gap! ". Song Yi: "Don't even think about it. You will be my wife for the rest of your life. If you want to leave me, no way! " Lin Lei: "You Scoundrel, I'm not your wife! " Song Yi: "I forgot. Then let's make our relationship real now! " [ explosive love story + 1V1 + double purity + power + fantasy ]

She was cruelly calculated by her half-sister, resulting in a tarnished reputation, and her mother passed away with resentment. Six years later, she returns to the country with her son. The little guy actually proposes marriage for her on a live streaming platform: "Hello everyone, I am Song Dabai, my mommy is Song Yinyin, my daddy is... hehe, I still need a daddy! Handsome uncles willing to be my daddy, please marry my mommy soon!" A few days later, that diamond-grade man who drove countless women in the Imperial City wild with fascination appears and from then on, he entangles her. A sweet love story with a 1 to 1 pet romance.

Changqing has always felt that she's incomparable to Guan Ying in every aspect. Even though she is pretty and has a good family background, this world is nothing more than a world where Princes are more attracted to Cinderellas. Her first love that she dearly remembers in her heart for years eventually becomes Guan Ying’s current boyfriend and her fiancé is Guan Ying’s ex. He has yet to forget Guan Ying. A business marriage brings Changqing and Song Chuyi together despite the absence of love. In public, he is her friend’s ex and in private he is her husband who cannot be publicly–known. At the hospital, her good friend enjoys her husband’s embrace while she can only act as though he's a stranger. At a gala dinner, her good friend hooks her arm around her first love’s arm shyly and she can only smile and give them her blessings. … In this marriage, Changqing thinks that all is well other than the fact that Song Chuyi doesn’t love her. First, her husband is a doctor and he can treat all her illnesses while saving up on medical expenses. Second, doctors love cleanliness and her husband would always ensure the cleanliness of the house. Third, at the end of every month, her thin wallet would grow thick with cash that her husband stuffs in secretly. Fourth, as a person who doesn’t like to exercise, she always get dragged around by her husband day and night to do some pleasurable exercise that is beneficial for the body and mind. Fifth, she would never have to worry that she would be out of money. There are always so many uncountable advantages that Changqing enjoys. … After the marriage, on a certain night, Changqing looks at Dr. Song gloomily. "Hubby, why are you so nice to me when you don’t even love me?" Dr. Song continues reading his medical books and ignores her. It's sometimes quite a headache when your wife is too stupid and daft. Until one day, Changqing realises that there's really no free lunch in this world…

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

Since the beginning of time, the world has been the slaughtering ground of the Eidolons; mysterious beings from a parallel universe that contaminates the mind of the people to commit deadly sins. In an ambitious struggle to put an end to this evil corruption, warriors with extraordinary abilities; the Gate Guardians relentlessly fight these monsters. One day, Alaric ceases to become a regular high school student - He becomes trapped in the crevice of dimensions and suddenly attacked by an Eidolon. Coming to his rescue just in time is a Gate Guardian named Tiara, his weird new classmate. So now, he is stuck with this clumsy maiden who swore to protect him from these extradimensional monsters! A wacky romance between the two will start to unfold! But unbeknownst to them, a much darker force lurks in the shadows that will lead to Tiara’s brutal murder... This is a song of love. This is a song of hope. This is a song of laughters. This is a song of tears. This is the Song of the Frozen Soul.

Jasmine Towers ha sposato il miliardario Keith Acland in un matrimonio combinato destinato a beneficiare due famiglie potenti. Non c'era amore, né romanticismo—e Jasmine lo aveva accettato. Come moglie del CEO, si è dedicata a mantenere un'immagine perfetta e a crescere suo figlio per diventare il legittimo erede della famiglia Acland. Tutto crolla quando l'ex amante di Keith ritorna... con un bambino che sostiene essere suo. Dall'oggi al domani, la posizione di Jasmine viene messa in discussione. L'eredità di suo figlio è minacciata. E la donna che un tempo stava silenziosamente accanto a suo marito viene cacciata dalla propria casa. Tradita dal marito e abbandonata dall'alta società, Jasmine è costretta a una spietata battaglia per la sopravvivenza—dove perdere significa vedere suo figlio perdere tutto. In un mondo governato dal potere, dal lignaggio e dal denaro, Jasmine deve combattere per proteggere suo figlio... e riprendersi ciò che le è stato sottratto.

Snow never thought she would ever have an Alien Invasion ever happening to her in her lifetime. It didn’t make sense, until she learned that they were more than just an Alien invader. When the Gods called in help from a different world called Earth, they brought in Alien’s called Earthlings, who were dubbed the “Players” to combat against the dark forces that appeared upon her homeland. As a receptionist for a hunter community, Snow must deal with the ever growing bickering of the Hunters and now the Players in her daily life as she balances out her own. Can she do it? Of course, she just needs to calmly welcome them in with a warm smile and beautiful bow. Snap. Crackle. Pop. Get back in line, damn Players and Hunters! https://linktr.ee/songofyamihikari

Per l'Alpha Damien, Sophia non è mai stata una Luna—solo un grembo che respira. Per anni, ha sopportato il peso della sua fredda indifferenza, intrappolata in un matrimonio in cui lui la toccava solo nei "giorni fertili" decretati da sua madre. Mentre lui ostentava la sua amante Tiffany per il regno, a Sophia fu dato un brutale ultimatum-- Torna solo quando porti in grembo un figlio maschio. Ha quasi perso la vita dando alla luce la loro figlia. Ma la sua sofferenza non significava nulla—non per Damien, non per la sua perfida madre, e certamente non per un branco che la vedeva come nient'altro che bestiame da riproduzione sacrificabile. Ora, di nuovo incinta, Sophia sente per caso le parole crudeli di Damien: Può gestire i rischi meglio di Tiffany. In quel momento, qualcosa dentro di lei si spezza. Ha finito di essere la Luna obbediente. Finito di sopportare umiliazioni senza fine. Finito di guardare Tiffany avvelenare la mente della loro figlia e rubare la maternità che sarebbe dovuta essere sua. Ma fuggire da un Alpha non è impresa facile—non quando il loro legame rifiuta di spezzarsi... e oscuri nemici sono in agguato, bramosi di prendere il controllo del suo erede non ancora nato. Riuscirà Sophia a riprendersi la sua vita, sua figlia e il lupo che è rimasto dormiente dentro di lei per troppo tempo? O l'uomo che una volta amava brucerà fino all'ultima cosa che le è cara?

What will happen when Princess Nefertari falls in love with a Prince from the other side of the Planet during a visit that was the first of its kind? Does she think that her love that started as a mere crush will mean something when they are to meet a decade later? Adults with new minds, and faces, is there place for such feelings when war is breaking out? Is it an ill-fated meeting or, perhaps there is more to come? .“BEHOLD!” “His Holiness, Great Pharaoh of Egypt Akhenaton and his daughter crown princess Nefertari!" . . "This is my secret hideout that I wanted to share with you," Joon Wo said looking at her, no matter how long he looked...she looked Ethereal. . Traveling to the other side of the world after being invited to the greatest Celebrations in the history of Korea. Not Expecting much to happen... But Fate had another plan... the reunion of old friends, the faded scars of the past reopening. The spark that started in childhood turning into a bonfire in adulthood. Replaying the past of the ones before them. Can love last in the den of the wicked? Or will Fate have another saying in it? . . . Note: This novel has taken a creative turn in history! . The novel will be like a journey through the MC's lives. You will join them as they grow up and you will witness everything yourself! I upload almost daily I hope you enjoy ! Cover : credits to the original artist

Aprendo gli occhi dopo essere trasmigrato, Chen Yi si ritrovò in ginocchio nella Sala delle Punizioni della Dimora del Marchese. La ragione? In quanto genero residente, aveva osato scappare il giorno del suo matrimonio. Di conseguenza, non solo era profondamente disprezzato da tutta la dimora, ma era anche stato messo in punizione a tempo indeterminato. Tuttavia, Chen Yi era più che felice di godersi la pace e la tranquillità. Essendosi sfiancato con fatiche senza fine nella sua vita precedente, l'idea di essere semplicemente un ricco e ozioso genero residente in questa gli suonava dannatamente bene. Da quel giorno in poi, affidandosi a un Sistema di Intelligenza Quotidiana per raccogliere passivamente incontri fortuiti, si dedicò a padroneggiare la cetra, gli scacchi, la calligrafia, la pittura, la medicina e persino il Dao della pesca. Visse una vita estremamente piacevole e beata all'interno della dimora. …… Molti anni dopo, quando le nazioni barbare circostanti lanciarono un'invasione di massa, Chen Yi, che aveva già raggiunto l'apice assoluto della perfezione nelle arti, nella medicina e nella pesca, sospirò impotente. Passando direttamente al regno di un Immortale Terreno, sconvolse il mondo intero con una sola battaglia. Xiao Jinghong: “Marito, non avevamo concordato che saresti stato solo un genero residente ozioso? Perché sei un Immortale Terreno?!”