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The Civil Servant's Job is to Raise The Furries!

Xu Ying, a veteran veterinarian, died suddenly from overwork and became a new animal rescuer at the Desert Rescue Station. Good news, crossing over gives you a permanent position! She now has an iron rice bowl! Bad news: she starts off being thrown into a no-man's land by a malicious coworker and is about to starve to death! When she was about to starve, Xu Ying was surprised to discover that she could understand the little animals speaking in the desert! By communicating and seeking help from the animals, she successfully returns to the rescue station, embarking on a journey of easy wins! In the desert where materials are scarce, ear fox cubs are hungry? A rugged and handsome guy who owns a thousand-acre ranch races cars to deliver baby bottles and formula; Is getting rich difficult? The sand cat sheriff helps her catch a spy, and each capture earns her half a million! Are the living conditions too poor? She rescues a rich beauty abandoned by her boyfriend in the desert, and the beauty's CEO uncle dispatches a plane loaded with supplies and a renovation team to upgrade Xu Ying's dormitory! Is the work atmosphere bad? She helps the sand rats move, and the Little Desert Rat helps her discover oil! Everyone relies on her to succeed, and Xu Ying's expressions become the cues for colleagues and leaders! Painlessly becoming a mom to a bunch of adorable, nationally protected little animals, netizens are envious to tears, flocking to Xu Ying’s live stream to virtually raise cubs every day. When a disaster strikes, Xu Ying leads the Animal Rescue Team to save countless compatriots during prime time. With the help of the fur babies, the desert turns green, shocking the world! The country treats Xu Ying like a beloved daughter! She gets featured on news reports, receives public commendations, and is assigned a handsome agent for protection, while a team of smart techies takes orders from her! With a permanent position, Xu Ying enjoys her dream life of raising furballs comfortably. Her only worry is that there are too many handsome guys around, leaving her dazzled!
Digging Small Lotus · 628.2k Views

Rescuing Him in Every Twisted World

Liesa Valtieri was just a psychology assistant—nothing glamorous. She picked up a case her supervising therapist had flat-out refused. That single decision dragged her into a long-term, extremely hands-on job: jumping through the fractured inner worlds of business tycoon Angus Romano, patching up the emotional blind spots of his split personalities, one world at a time. _________________________________________ World One: The CEO and His Personal Doctor The CEO leaned back dramatically on the hospital bed, eyes dark with grievance. "You only lost love," he said hoarsely. "But I lost a leg." Liesa glanced down at his medical chart, then at his perfectly intact limbs. "…Angus, it's just mild discomfort in your right leg." He stared at her in silence, then spoke with grave resolve. "If you don't love me," Angus said, " this leg can go." She rubbed her temples. "Love. I love you. Happy now?" He smiled, instantly healed. _________________________________________ World Two: Prison Kingpin and Rookie Guard "Do you like me?" he asked, casual as small talk. Liesa didn't even hesitate. "No." He nodded, "Alright. Then I'll escape tonight." "…Wait..." _________________________________________ World Three: Noble Lady and Her Devoted Attendant Liesa put a book in his hands, expression serious. "I just want you to study more," she said. "Grow up educated. Contribute to the society." The attendant hugged her waist, cheek pressed against her shoulder. "No," he said calmly. "I just want to stay with you and sleep." "..." _________________________________________ World Four: Heiress Wife and Her Husbands… Plural? Angmar Romano crossed his arms, tone cold but precise. He said, "Strictly speaking, I'm Liesa's husband. The wedding was just ruined by a certain jerk." Across the room, Durgus Romano smiled faintly. He said, "Sorry. First come, first served." Liesa stared at the two identical faces in front of her. "…OMG," she muttered, "I never would've guessed this world had two Mr. Romano. And they're twins." _________________________________________ World Five: City Lord's Wife and Her Scheming Husband Angus sighed, gaze gentle, voice full of regret. "All my life, I've only wanted one thing," he said softly."To put down the blade and be a kind, harmless man." Speechless, Liesa said, "Could you put down the knife on my neck first?" _________________________________________ ...
Pure_Balloon · 4.9k Views

OMEGA'S WOVEN SCARS

His neck burns. The spot where his mating mark should be burns the closer Travis got. He is shaking, aching all over, and he knows Travis’ touch would soothe him. But he is hurt and bleeding. He doesn’t want to repeat his life all over again with the alpha. Not when it led him to lose everything. And everything was him, Travis. Someone who once awakened him has done it again. His fated mate. Things have changed. He is a different person now. But his stupid omega is making a fool out of him by reacting in all the worst ways. “Don’t,” Day holds his hand out, heart racing. He doesn’t know why this was happening. His body and mind are clashing again, like they always do whenever they do this. “I am not some weak omega who is going to present to you simply because you were once mated to me. I am not going to submit to you. You are not my alpha.” Gods, how he wishes he could give in just this once. He can already feel the slick trickling down his thighs. Soiling his jeans. And going by the way Travis’ pheromones flare, nose twitching, he knows the alpha can smell he is losing the battle. … Day can find nothing wrong with his life. He is now enrolled in university, a whole new life away from his cage, finally growing up and discovering who he is. Then crosses paths with Travis. The alpha who makes him feel like he is being born and dying all at the same time. A thread is pulled every time he locks eyes with him, talks with him ... feels him near him. Every time his scent wraps his body like the softest cloud. With each tug, the life that has been carefully woven and fed to him starts to fall apart. Day realizes he isn’t who he has been told he is, and he was someone different once. Something else, but it was all taken away. Travis was taken away, too. All the scars unravel themselves on his bones, and he is once again breaking apart.
KairalKateri · 39.2k Views

Chasing The Moon

She doesn't speak anymore. It's not that she can't—not exactly. The words are there, trapped behind something she doesn't know how to name. Some days she tries. Most days she doesn't. What's the point, when no one's listening anyway? Eight months ago, Selene was human. Eight months ago, a vampire found her in an alley. Now she exists in the space between worlds—too changed for the life she lost, too lowly for the one she was forced into. The bullies at her new school know exactly where she belongs. At the bottom. Bowing. Silent. She's learned her place well. She doesn't fight back. Doesn't feed. Doesn't do much of anything except watch her human mother waste away in the next room and wait for her own body to follow. She's dying. Quietly. Alone. Then there's him. He wasn't supposed to notice her. Orion Morrow has never had to notice anyone. Born into one of the oldest vampire covens, heir to a bloodline that's never allowed someone like her through its doors, he moves through the world with the kind of quiet confidence that comes from never being questioned. He doesn't bow. People bow to him. Until he hears something in an empty corridor. A whimper. A scuffle. A sound so faint he almost misses it. Until he finds her on the floor. Cracked glasses. Bruises that won't fade. Eyes that watch him like he might disappear at any moment. He doesn't know why he stays. Doesn't know why he slows his pace when she struggles to keep up. Doesn't know why he gives her his name like it costs him nothing, why he tells her not to bow, why his palm still tingles hours after letting go of her hand. He only knows he can't walk away. ... In a world built on blood and hierarchy, where turned vampires know their place and born vampires never question theirs, two people are about to discover that some connections don't follow the rules. But in a society that punishes those who step out of line, the cost of reaching for each other might be more than either of them can afford. And she's running out of time. A slow-burn vampire romance for readers who believe the quietest moments can change everything.
Withēr · 1.2k Views

DEADLY PROTECTOR

Kidnapped at sixteen and returned to a life wrapped in wealth and surveillance, she grows up protected to the point of suffocation. At twenty-one, she is allowed freedom only in carefully measured doses like running a small publishing House, controlled outings, and two bodyguards who never leave her side. Sleep is fragile. Peace is temporary. When a panic-driven mistake brings her into the orbit of Alaric Voss, a man who thrives on control and silence, nothing about him resembles safety. He does not offer comfort. He does not explain. He does not soften. Alaric trains private security personnel for his fathers private security company and lives by rules that leave no room for emotion. When Alana asks him to teach her how to defend herself, he agrees under conditions as cold as his gaze: be early, be disciplined, or walk away. As her training sharpens her body, it also exposes truths neither of them are willing to name. Outside the dojo, a powerful figure from her past resurfaces, a man who believes ownership can be claimed, and that some debts are inherited. Caught between protection that cages her and strength that demands everything, Alana must decide whether learning to fight is enough or if reclaiming herself will cost more than she is ready to give. This is not a love story about rescue. It is about restraint. About fear. A story of when a man who does not bend under any pressure meets what he hates. Definition of weakness. Yet he can't turn away. He fights his own demons daily without submitting and in his word fragility had no space. Yet he can't look away from the very picture of what he despises
Broken_Ink · 2.1k Views