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"I've taken the time to read it, in fact, you are the real legitimate daughter of the Lincoln family. The current madam Dawn in the Lincoln now actually used to be your mother's bride servant girl and your younger sister is the illegitimate daughter of your father and the bride servant girl right? Unfortunately, your brother died tragically ten years ago and your mother took you to America in distress. Hence, the bride servant girl and the illegitimate daughter became legitimate members of your family, nobody could take this aggravation, if this happened to them, huh?" Richard whispered in her ears. She clenched her fist tightly but kept a straight face, she must not fall to this shameless man scheme. The first time they met, she caught him murdered the woman beside him, He kidnapped her and tied her hand with a cuff and tied his own hand with a cuff. The second time was when he crashed into a ball happening in her family. He lied to a receptionist that she is wife, which she is not. Shameless bastard. "How about we make a deal?" "Not interested" They made a deal together. She helped him find evidence of his father's death and Militaru Governor Albert evil corruptions in return he unveil the mystery about her brother's death and protected her in return, They fell in love with each and live in peace while scheming. Everything changed when he found pictures in which her father was also part of the set of people who killed his father

Ghosts.. Demons.. Monsters.. are they real? You might've heard about them from movies and tv shows. Hell! you might've sensed them under the covers of your sheets. Scared, you might've reported this to your parents as a child who only dismisses this as a childish tantrum and told you that it was going to be alright. Told you to not be afraid.. However should you? Hell no! You should be afraid! because these monsters are not just a figment of your imagination.. they are real! Believe me, I know this because I hunt them down myself! I am Jason Chris.. A Mystique Hunter! . . I retain copyrights to the book cover

I am Bella and this is my story. I was too heart broken from my boyfriend's betrayal that I wanted to get some fresh air, a few moments away from the poisonous reality of my mind drenching life. So i signed up for a reality game. My zeal had led me to this abandoned town where nothing made a single sense. Realizing that my life and that of my newly found friends were in danger, we had to do whatever it takes to leave this town and save the villagers. But first we have to uncover the secret behind the whispering shadows that kidnapped people and the creepy mansion on the outskirt

Imagine if you take revenge on those who humiliated you with fun ways! With wealth, power, martial arts skills, and it's all doing during your disguise! You'll get your revenge by hiding out while watching your enemies being tortured, that's fun, right? That's exactly what James Timothy did! James Timothy is a son-in-law who is a servant in his in-laws' house. He is always insulted and humiliated by his wife's family. Despite the fact, he is a sole heir! He remains a servant and pretends to be a poor man to carry out his revenge mission; avenging all their bad deeds in disguise. *** Cover by Ai

(EXTRACT) Memories of the cliff, Barry, and the gunshot flashed in his mind. "I... I died, didn't I?" [Negative] [You were intercepted before the final termination of your consciousness] [The system has inhibited your previous host limitations] [You are now All Sufficient and All Sufficient is you]

"Chairman, behold your inheritance. The Nexus Empire and $960 billion, all at your command. The world awaits your next move." *Betrayed by his girlfriend, abandoned by those he cherished and called poor by almost everybody he met, Damien Malone's world crumbled. It was then that he learned of his deceased long lost father and the huge business empire bestowed upon him to govern. With trillions in his account and unlimited resources within his grasp, he vowed to command respect. His enemies would tremble in fear, and those that once called him poor would humbly beg for forgiveness at his feet.

[🥉 #10 System in my real life 🥉 ]"I don't have any powers and I don't want any." Victor snorted. "Well, there is no turning back now. At this stage, you can't control your primal instincts and your will to morph. Although, they are vital for a shape-changer." Maks's eyes rounded, pacing back and forth, "I can't control my primordial instinct..." He said. "It's primal_" "They're the same thing!" He yelled back. He was going to freak out if he found himself in a situation where he couldn't help himself. He gazed at his hands. Then he started slowly. "This is your first and least level of cultivation, you'll have to keep going."

“lin, by marrying into my family, you’re living a matrilocal life. Not only do you have to abide by the Three Obediences and Four Virtues, you also have to cut connections with your family!” “That’s your own sister, so why should we spend our money to save her?” “Hmph, are you saying that it concerns a human life? What is your sister’s life worth? The Walters are a worthless family. Otherwise, why did you choose to be a live-in son-in-law here?” While Lin Walter rushing to the hospital, the mocking voices from Alima Bekerly his wife’s, family kept echoing in his ears as he was recalling them from memory…

Have you ever felt that someone is controlling your fate? Have you ever thought if the memories you have are your own or someone else’s? Have you thought if you are alive or if this life is just someone else’s dream and you are living in a dream? Have you ever thought if you are just part of a book that is written by someone else?

City. An oasis in the middle of a vast wasteland. Luxury, intelligence and high technology. Blood, poverty and vice. Can you be yourself, detective? Especially if you, detective, start digging through the dunghill and pulling out foul-smelling cases one by one. Especially - if your candidacy will be considered by those whom you do not want to notice with all your desire. Those who stand outside the vertical of power and violence.