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Title - You're Only Mine Type - Own Creation, Myanmar BL ငါ့သူငယ်ချင်းရဲ့သား ငါ့အိပ်ရာထဲ ရောက်လာခဲ့ပြီ။ (2024)

Born into one of the most dangerous mafia families in the world, she should've been feared like the rest of them. like what do you mean by allergic to safety???!!!

Frida died on the battlefield with no family to mourn her-only a comrade she saved, and a quiet hope that she might see the man she loved but never confessed to. He too had perished in war. A soldier. An orphan. A soul full of quiet regrets. Her only comfort in life? The stories she devoured in secret-especially the ones about loved daughters finally finding a place to belong. But fate had something stranger in store. When she wakes again, it's not her body she returns to-but that of Nej, the veiled, forgotten princess from the last novel she read. Scarred, unloved, and pushed aside-a tragic villainess who had once moved Frida's heart. Now, somehow, Frida is inside her. But it's not just reincarnation. It's inheritance. Nej, it seems, had turned back time-returning to the moment she was scarred by her mother's blade. Too broken to face her past again, she summoned the one soul who had mourned her in silence: Frida. A girl who shared her pain. A girl who also bore a scar from her first battle. A girl who would take her place. Now, with both their memories tangled inside her, Frida-as-Nej carries more than just a royal name. She carries two lifetimes of sorrow, and a vow to break the cycle: She will fulfill Nej's unspoken regrets. She will reclaim her own life. And she will shatter the gilded cage of royalty-sword in hand. Because this time, she's not living for duty or death. She's living for freedom.

Novel Rating: 10/10 Jian Xiu, was a renowned post-apocalyptic agent. One day, she suddenly transmigrated and found herself in the body of a poor and shabby farmer's wife. To make matters worse, she ended up in the fourth family, which was already at a disadvantage. . Not only did they have to work the hardest, but they also got the least to eat. . The biased father-in-law said, "From today onwards, the four members of the fourth family will only get one steamed bun per day." . Jian Xiu replied, "Why should we? It's time to divide the family. This family must be split up." .. After dividing the family, Jian Xiu's life became prosperous and full of energy. Even her husband, who had become paralyzed after falling off a cliff while delivering goods, slowly started to recover. . However, just when the family was living a thoroughly satisfied life... Title: Transmigrated into a Farmer's Wife, Raising Three Kids, Stockpiling Grain to Reach the Peak Author: 帅气男儿 Translator: Alfarcy

The description of the story could be found in the first chapter titled PLEASE READ. This is due to what previously happened to my account. Thank you for understanding.

Lou Yuqing transmigrates into a cultivation world and binds to a gossip system, perfect for someone who just wants to lie flat and watch the drama unfold. There's only one problem. Her thoughts... aren't private. At the disciple acceptance ceremony, the esteemed Immortal Venerable Zixiao is about to take in a final disciple, until Lou Yuqing casually thinks: [That disciple will betray him in the future, steal his Daoist partner, loot his pills, and leave him a laughingstock of the cultivation world.] The Immortal Venerable's expression changes instantly. "We have no master-disciple fate." The chosen disciple: stunned. Lou Yuqing: even more stunned. Things only get worse from there. [Those two girls? Both impostors. The real one was thrown into a snake pit.] Sect Leader: "How dare you!" [That 'son-in-law'? Actually a woman in disguise.] Young Lady: "...A woman?!" [That patient? An undercover traitor who just crippled the Medical Sage and escaped.] Enforcement Hall: "Seize him!" Lou Yuqing just wanted to quietly eat melons and mind her business... But somehow, every thought she has gets broadcast to the entire sect. As secrets unravel, scandals explode, and chaos spreads- The sect prospers. Justice is served. And Lou Yuqing, the unwilling gossip machine... Becomes the darling of the entire cultivation world.

And in those eyes, he didn't just see stars...

Noor, a dancer in the Royal Court of the Al-Yauzhan Empire wants nothing more than to pay off her debts and lead a nice, simple life-but a chance encounter with the crown prince and his brother brings her into the dangerous world of court politics. As Noor and the princes investigate their uncle and cousin's possible treason, she grows closer to the crown prince, but in order to save the kingdom and the person she loves, Noor will have to risk everything... A romantic adventure set in an imagined Arabic kingdom, THE DANCING GIRL is a story of court intrigues, romantic entanglements, and secret meetings as Noor and her best friend Amir try to help the princes they're falling for expose corrupt court officials with plans to seize the throne. Noor and Amir are close to having everything they've ever dreamed of...now all they need to do is survive.

"උබ ආදරේ නොකලට උබ අයිති මට චූටි ඩොක්ටර්....මන් උබට ආදරෙයිනේ.. මන් හොදට හොදයි නරකට නරකයි වස්තුවේ...මාව සෙල්ලමකට ගන්න එපා ම්ම් විදවන්නේ වෙන්නේ උබටමයි මැනිකේ...." "මන් ගැන ආදරයක් ඔය හිතේ කොනකවත් නැද්ද මගේ ආදි මට රිදෙනවා බන් හරියට" -සයාල් ශවීන්ද්‍ර ශාක්‍යසිංහ- "අවස්තාවක් දෙන්නද මන් ආදරෙයිද කියන්න දන්නේ නෑ ඒත් උත්සහා කරන්නම් ආදරේ කරන්න" "මට මගේ ජීවිතේ හම්බුන ආදරනීයම කෙනා ඔයා ශවී...මෙච්චර ආදරනීය පිරිමියෙක්ට ආපිට ආදරේ නොහිතේවිද මට..." -අකීන් දිව්‍යාන් දහනායක- කඩවසම් ඇමතියෙක්ගේ ආදරේට මැදිවූ ඩොක්ටර් කෙනෙක්...❤️✍️ සෙංකඩගල ප්‍රේමනීය නගරයෙන් ආරම්භ වූ අසීමාන්තික ප්‍රේමයක පුරාවෘත්තයකට පිවිසෙන්න අවසරයි ඔබ සැමට...❤️❕✍️ ⭕මෙය මනක්කල්පිතයක් කතාංගයක් බැවින් කරුනාකර සැබෑ ජීවිතය සමග සම්බන්ද කර ගැනීමෙන් වලකින්න..තවද මෙහෙ කතෲ අයිතිය සුරකින්න...⭕

The night she was cast aside, Iris Valtorien did not beg, scream, or curse the crown. She left. Branded unstable. Unfit. Forgotten. Six years later, she returns-not as a discarded wife, but as the Sovereign of the Obsidian Keep, a power the Empire buried two centuries ago. The Crown Prince chose ambition over blood. Now his greatest regret walks the capital in shadows... and his daughter calls him "Your Highness" instead of "Father". In a court ruled by legacy, silence is sharper than steel-and the Night remembers everything