From A Producer To A Global Superstar - Chapter 341: Shanghai Numbers

Lin Xiao ate a dragon on his 16th birthday. After that, his cultivation level skyrocketed and his blood could revive the dying.“Stinky beggar, want to sleep with the number one beauty of Jinling?”“Stinky beggar, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me talking to you?”“You're the beggar!” Lin Xiao snapped back to his senses.“Hah! Look at your outfit. If you're not a beggar, what are you?”

A law professor hiding his origin.A student who falls for him.And one secret that ties them both to the Marino name.Falling in war.Jace Marino lives two lives. Respected law professor by day, mafia heir by blood. He swore he’d left his family’s world behind, until a quiet student named Julian Pole walks into his class and turns everything upside down.Julian thinks he’s just fallen for the wrong man until he discovers the truth. Jace isn’t just his professor. He’s a Marino. And now Julian’s caught between love, lies, and one of the most dangerous families in New York

Li Mo, who has studied antiques and miscellaneous studies since childhood, had a mutated eye in an accident.

Unsophisticated and generous bronzes, exquisite porcelain, calligraphy and paintings with horizontal brush and ink, and thrilling gambling stones came one after another. Since then, Li Mo’s life has undergone subversive changes.

I have divine pupils, and there is no treasure in the world.

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A Lovecraft- inspired darker, grittier One piece fanfic. A fanfic based on emotion and madness. A fanfic not for the faint hearted.----------------Regret. I have been drowning in it for far too long. I’ve regretted every choice I’ve made, every mistake I’ve carried, every moment of my past. I’ve regretted the present I live, the path I walk. Even my future, uncertain as it may be, has been tainted by regret.But not anymore. I refuse to live under its shadow. Yet, I know the truth—I don’t have the power to escape it completely.Am I not like a flicker of flame? So fragile, so fleeting—one puff, and I’m gone.Regret has burdened me, weighed me down to make me climb the towering wall of greatness. But I press on.It was all I could do. All I ever wanted to do.