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... , and said with a smile: "Okay, you can start reading now." .”

Xu Chi: "..."

Looking down at every word and every punctuation mark that he had written on the letter, the shame in his heart made him resist reading it out.

Looking down, I saw that she closed her eyes and still smiled at the corners of her mouth. She was not as heart-rending as crying just now, and the shame in her heart disappeared in an instant.

If it makes her happy, just read it yourself.

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The True Ascension

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Aziz, a young orphan, had always known there was something different inside him. Despite the achievements and the luxury that surrounded him, he felt empty — as if something essential was missing.On a silent night, lost in thought, he fell asleep in search of answers.Little did he know that would be his last night in this world.——-Guys, this is my first time writing a novel. Support me with a gift if you can.

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MTL - As An Immortal, I Had To Pretend To Be A Vampire

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Fang Cheng was beheaded.

was pierced through the heart.

Stuffed with a mouthful of garlic.

Pulled out to bask in the sun.

Torn to pieces by an angry enemy.

Fang Cheng was revived, and he spread his hands to the enemies: “Showdown with you, I’m actually not a vampire!”

Everyone roared: “I believe you ghost!”

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Ashes Of The First Tyrant

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Epic fantasy presence: Ashes Of The First Tyrant [AOTFT]Prologue – The Law of AuraThey say every soul burns.Some flare brightly and fade. Others smolder quietly for a lifetime.But a rare few, rare beyond reason ignite with such intensity that the world bends to them. These are not gods. Not yet.These are the Tyrants.And their aura is not a gift.It is a weight a burden.In this world, aura is everything.It is the breath behind a sword strike, the pressure behind a command, the silent will that can crush or inspire. Most are born with it. Few master it.But only one…only one in an ageawakens the Tyrant’s Spirit…the aura that dominates not by force, but by presence alone.