The First Order - Chapter 1218 - 1218 Success doesn’t depend on me alone

High school student Misumi Makoto is called into a fantasy world by the god Tsukuyomi, in order to be a hero. However, the Goddess ruling the world isn’t as thrilled to have him there, and kicks him to the edge of the world. Tsukuyomi declares that Makoto is free to find his own way after Makoto is abandoned by the other Goddess.

~Hazel Blackwood never believed in fairy tales until she met a fairy godmother ~Destined to die in three months, Hazel Blackwood becomes resentful of life - if only she has more time, she would live life to the fullest. But then she meets a strange old woman who helps extend her life span to a year and in exchange, she has to find true love before her time is over.Meet Zaiden Knight, heir to a huge empire yet forced to marry an orphan and commoner by his mother. Unfortunately, Zaiden is not a fan of such an arrangement because he's in love with another woman.Can Hazel be able to find true love before her time is up? Read to find out.~~~~~~“How much...tell me , ten billion...how much did she offer I'll fucking double it you SLUT!” Zaiden yelled directly to hazel..but he was more stunned when he received a slap as a reply.“Don't you dare call me a slut, you arrogant piece of shit….”“you want to marry me huh...okay.. let's do this wife...I promise you will regret saying 'I do' to this monster,” he smirked with a promise that he's so gonna fulfill.“After I'm done with you, you won't hesitate to file a divorce in a week, I'm going to make your life a living hell...I promise you, WIFE!”Does Hazel have the willpower to make arrogant and pompous Zaiden fall in love with her or would she give up before her time is up?Follow me up for more heart filled chapters!Discord ID:jayden222#1882Instagram ID: irreplaceable sassyMy server:https://discord.gg/6kxjMKR2other books:*Narika: The Ghost Bride.*A Mommy For Hire:The heiress must get married.

Lu Yan has traveled to a peculiar world where the entire world would undergo a version update every once in a while.He has witnessed the once-flourishing metropolis replaced by an ancient and authentic Immortal World and been forced to work for a vicious shopkeeper.Luckily, he is the only one who has the ability to know the progress of the current version and choose the next version update.[Current Version: Immortal WorldVersion Update Progress: 99.3%]When ths next version comes, he will make the shopkeeper pay.

“Block him.”“He's technically still my boss.”“Then block him with dignity.”The call ended again.And then started again.I let out a sound somewhere between a growl and a sob, then finally answered with the enthusiasm of a snail crawling through salt.“Yes, Mr. Walton?”“Have you changed your mind yet?”I collapsed onto the towel and gazed at the sky as though it might consume me entirely if I pleaded sweetly enough.“Do you ever take a break?” I asked, shielding my eyes with one hand.“You're avoiding the question.”“Because it's a dumb question.”He exhaled, the sound sharp and irritated even over phone. “It's not a dumb question. It's a business offer.”“It's a weird offer-one that I already said no to.”There was a brief pause, and I could practically hear him clenching his jaw through the speaker.“You are acting unreasonably.”“ Unreasonable?” I sat up. “I'm not the one drafting fake girlfriend contracts like it's a normal Tuesday.”“Isabella-”“Certainly not, Mr. Walton.” I mimicked his tone perfectly. “I told you I'm not doing it. You need to find someone else to play pretend with.”SYNOPSISIsabella Miller thought saying no to her boss’s fake dating offer was the end of the story.But Adrien Walton doesn’t take no—especially not when he’s convinced she’s a gold digger.Suddenly, her student loans are piling up, her father’s vet clinic is on the brink of eviction and her brother is about to be kicked out of college. Coincidence? She thinks not.Adrien Walton is calm, calculating—and he's just pulled every string to corner Isabella into the perfect position.Now she’s stuck choosing between pride and survival.So she agrees to his offer: be his fake girlfriend.No feelings attached. No drama. Just business.Or so she thought.“Conference Room B. Fifteen minutes,” he said, passing by without a glance.The folder he pushed across the table landed with a thud.I opened it. The contract. All of it.---Enemies to lovers? Check.Slow burn? Hmmnyea.Banter so sharp it might file your nails? Yes.Delicious workplace tension? Of course.Tension that could melt steel?Absolutely.Smut?? Wanna find out?Welcome to corporate romance warfare. There’s no escaping this contract.