Author: Danhua Shoumo After Yuntang's sudden death, she obtained the role-playing system. She decided to sign a contract with the system, play roles in various worlds, and obtain a happy and wonderful life.

Misha has always been petty, very, very petty. He pays back the smallest grievances tenfold, and his temper flares up more often than not. So, when Santa Claus sends him back in time as a Christmas gift, he's hell-bent on tormenting his sister's boyfriend, the cause of all his suffering. No matter what, he has to drive the jerk away, or else misfortunes will befall his family. But as time goes by, Misha slowly realizes that things are not as he remembers them. Perhaps, everything he knows about his sister's boyfriend was built on lies. That doesn't mean he will stop pestering the guy, though. Dumb MC vs two-faced ML, HE. Other languages: Indonesian: https://www.wattpad.com/story/250703773-bl-sweet-devil-terjemahan-indonesia-iblis-manis

Genre: Action - fantasy Rated PG This is a work of fiction, any resemblance to any other stories are pure coincidence. Plagiarism is a crime Feng yun is the sole heiress of the most notorious mafia clan in the world. When her father died everything falls into her hands. She, along with her knowledge and capabilities made the clan more powerful that even the most dangerous and powerful secret and government organizations cannot compete. But who would have thought that the most powerful feng clan would one day be facing distraction. Feng yun was betrayed, she was betrayed by her fiancé. "Why?" She can't imagine why her fiancé did it to her. She can't bear to know that he betrayed her. She loved him with all her life. He is the light in her darkness but who would have thought that the light would be instinguished along with the broken pieces of her heart. "Sorry, ah-yun but I never really loved you. I'm undercover and it is my mission to do this." Emotionless he said. Tears streaming down on feng yun's eyes. "Hahaha.. I'm stupid! I'm really am stupid!" Laughing while the tears are still flowing in her eyes, along with blood flowing in the corner of her mouth. "Feng clan will fall in the government palms, you and your clan will be no more tonight." "No! Me and my clan will perished tonight!" After she said that she pushed the button inside her sleeve and within a second the feng clan along with the city where it stand perished.

this is not my story, for offline reading only. One more thing I only use mtl She is a silly girl, everyone is bullied and ridiculed, the fiance is ashamed of her, cold eyes see death. The genius queen, who was resurrected from death to death, passed through, the cowardly and foolish Miss Xue's grandmother, arrogantly chuckled at a piece of paper, and arrogant! author: Luan Xue Song https://m.69shu.com//txt/17839.htm

Su Ruanruan entered a book of eschatology. The male protagonist inside the story is a demon who likes to pretend to be weak. And she became the villain female partner who pushed the male lead in the pile of zombies... According to the ending, she will be chopped into pieces... Note: The female lead is adorable and silly from beginning to end. The weak one, the kind that will cry if she can't open the bottle cap.

Enjoy your freedom on this new world! World of Weapons. Currently on edit

Highest Rank #1 in pretend #1 in deception #1 in mask #1 in rage #1 in onenight #1 in onenightstand #1 in lie #5 in General Fiction Jeremy Murray hated a woman in mask for causing his brother's accident. He wanted her to suffer from his own hands. But how could he forget her when there was one ruthless night that he touched her, adored her and caressed her even if she's hiding behind a deceptive, pretense mask? ~~~~~ Poot ang nararamdaman ni Jeremy Murray sa babaeng nakamaskara na dahilan ng pagkakaaksidente ng kanyang kapatid. Nais niya itong magdusa mula sa kanyang mga kamay. Pero paano niya malilimutan ang babae na minsan isang malupit na gabi ay kanyang naangkin, sinamba at hinagkan kahit ito ay nakatago sa likod ng mapanlinlang at mapagkunwaring maskara? Copyright © by Mar Mojica All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author.