Global Era of Star trekking - Chapter 68 - : Abnormal Status Purifier (Please Follow)

In his past life, Ming Yu struggled in the European and United States fashion circles, eventually becoming the well deserved king of the catwalk.

How do I know that a goddess wrote that awful harem novel? don't blame me if i give a bad review!Inuzuka Kai thought criticizing a cheesy harem novel was the worst thing he’d do all day—until the goddess who wrote it appears, furious, and traps him inside her cringe-worthy world. Now, he’s forced to live out every cheesy romance trope he can’t stand. Can Kai survive the world’s most over-the-top love story? Or will he end up stuck as the punchline of the worst plot ever created?

A young man in his early twenties, whose life was filled to the brim with misfortune, meets his demise in a tragic way.He was betrayed by his girlfriend and best friend.While he was dying, he regretted how he lived his life and cursed the gods for giving him a life of misfortune.[Warning][All conditions have been met.]Suddenly he hears a mechanical voice, and all the wishes he had in his last moment will become reality through powerful and unique skills.He will wake up again to find himself in a skeleton body.Losing all the memory of when he was still alive in that new world.On his journey, will he recover his lost memory?Or will he turn the page and start a new life as a skeleton?P.S., I'm a new, aspiring writer.This one is my first-ever book. I hope you will enjoy it and help me improve it as well by commenting on it.I would be happy to read constructive and supportive comments.Please support me on my new journey.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned.When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation.“Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac.“Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.”Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier.But vengeance turns slippery when every command she hisses ignites his obedience, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more.”The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?