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The Mafia Lord's Secret Lover

Evelyn Walters was the perfect heiress, until one reckless night with her father’s greatest enemy ruined everything. Pregnant, disgraced, and cast out of the Walters family, she left with nothing but her unborn child. Years later, she's survived. But as a single mother, the life she built was fragile until the man from her past discovered the truth. Now he wants her and his son. But how can Evelyn trust the father of her child... when he's also the enemy of the man who raised her? **** Excerpt: "B-Boss... the woman you slept with that night... she wasn't the supermodel the company just signed," Dylan stammered, his voice trembling. Axel's brow furrowed even further. He tried digging through the hazy, alcohol-soaked memories of that night.  Of course, he remembered the party. He remembered the whiskey. But the woman? Nope. His brain served up a blank slate. "Who was she?" Dylan swallowed. "The first daughter of William Walters." "Cough! Cough!" Axel coughed violently, his face turning red and eyes wide with shock. He never thought that woman would end up in his bed.  --- Curiosity won, as always. Evelyn grabbed the remote and hit the power button. The screen lit up, and her jaw dropped. Her eyes went wide, as if the Grim Reaper himself had just stepped out of the TV to ask for her phone number. “What the…? Why does my personal source of misery pop up the second I turn this thing on?” Because there he was, Axel Knight, gliding out of his luxury car like some corporate deity on his way to a business banquet. Evelyn scrambled for the remote to turn it off, but of course, fate had other plans. Axel turned to the camera and gave a casual wave, acknowledging the paparazzi vultures lined up outside. She hated to admit it, but the man looked sinfully good in his signature black suit and high turtleneck, his sleek black hair framing a face that could stop traffic and quite possibly her breathing. Then, suddenly, her stomach clenched. Her hand instinctively rubbed her flat belly. “Little tenant, did you just say you recognize him?”
PurpleLight · 1.3m Views
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God of Technology: Creating the Internet in Another World

Ren thought getting sacrificed and becoming a holy spirit was rock bottom—until he discovered his divine wife, the Goddess of Magic, is completely broke on faith power. That means his remaining soul would completely disappear. Turns out magicians are the worst believers ever! Ren has a crazy idea: if magicians won't pray willingly, make them pray to access the internet. Starting with a simple magic forum, Ren introduces this fantasy world to the addictive power of online connectivity. Want Q&A sessions on spell theory? Pray first. Need to livestream your dragon research? That'll be one prayer, please. E-commerce shopping for rare magical components? Prayer required for checkout. The moment Ren becomes the God of Technology, this world's whole vibe goes haywire. What begins as a desperate faith-farming scheme spirals into something far bigger. Soon dragons are running delivery services, apprentices are binge-watching magical tutorials, and even gods are competing for subscriber counts. Magic cars cruise the streets, magic trains thunder across continents, and when apprentices start wielding magic ray guns against seasoned magicians, everyone realizes this world has changed forever. From a simple forum to consciousness uploading and biological immortality—when technology crashes into magic, the explosion reshapes reality itself. After all, why choose between science and magic when you can have both?
Cannon_Mrcat · 609.3k Views
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100x Rewards: Draconic Evolution As An NPC

Once the strongest demon in the cultivation world, Kaizen spiraled toward madness after the death of his dao companion. At his deathbed, wounded and broken, unable to reach the final realm, Kaizen struck at the heavens in fury. In that single, desperate strike, he unknowingly seized a treasure. Instead of dying, Kaizen was transmigrated in the past. Everything had changed. The heavens had punished the cultivation world for its broken laws. Its fate? Its timeline forcibly regressed and transformed into a game world. Another world, young and brimming with potential, had just reached the threshold to awaken its first power system. And it received an RPG system. To gain real-world powers, its people now had to enter the regressed Cultivation World, which functioned as their game world. There, they would level up, gain skills, complete quests, and battle monsters, earning strength that carried over into the real world. To them, it was a game that defined their future. To Kaizen, it was his past, his battlefield. Now, he existed as an NPC, one who remembered everything. One who was bestowed with a Draconic lineage. And unlike the others of the cultivation world, Kaizen had an upgraded player interface despite being an NPC. He gained experience 100x faster than anyone else. Where others got 10 experience for killing a rat, he got 1,000. Where others completed a mission for 100,000, he walked away with 10 million. Where others crafted an artifact for a million, he earned a 100 million. Who could stop him?
Marionettist · 7.8k Views