Reincarnated User Manual - Chapter 5: What Are You Doing? (2)

When Bai Xun was bored, she played a dating game recommended by a friend. She entered the game and must keep up the affection with seven different types of men as the only way to clear the game. Only when she gets seven hearts safely can she go home? After many deaths, Bai Xun knew it, and could only live by paying closer attention!!

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【Pure Immortal Heroic Fantasy, infused with both immortal intent and gallant spirit, refining insights on human relationships, seeking immortality, more than thirty thousand reservations, averaging nine thousand】Forever reminiscing rivers and lakes under silvery hair, desiring to return to the cosmos in a simple boat.Peach and plum blossoms in the spring breeze, a cup of wine; rivers and lakes in the night rain, a lantern for ten years.Chen Dengming stepped into the chaotic world of rivers and lakes, only reaching the Innate Realm in his twilight, but Innate Martial Arts wasn't the ultimate destination of his heart's rivers and lakes, it was to cultivate for longevity that marked the beginning of his dreams.If practicing Kung Fu can prolong life, then cultivating the Dao can certainly point directly to immortality.Practicing martial arts, refining Gu, cultivating Dao, seeking longevity... This is a story about an ordinary traveler stepping into rivers and lakes, into the World of True Cultivation, seeking the path to immortality one step at a time.Read about cultivation in the twilight years, savor the vigorous life! Young reader, you truly understand cultivation!...This book was formerly titled “Late Bloomer: My Immortal Life”!(The author has previously completed a nearly five million word, eighty thousand high reservation three-star martial arts masterpiece, “Indestructible Mighty Fortress Leader,” rest assured and enjoy)

Mature content[R-18+] NO RAPE~~What happens when a psychopath falls in love?~The infamous wallflower and sole heiress of the Falcone empire, Abigail Falcone, was a loner, shy, and reserved. She did not know how to socialize or even how to love until she met him.Desperate to escape her scheming relatives, Abby sought a favor from her late best friend’s fiancé—a marriage of convenience.No one would have ever paired the shy, stammering wallflower with the sinfully handsome mafia leader. However, it quickly becomes clear that Abby is a woman of hidden strength—and Remo Quinn finds his dead heart beating once again.Wary but tempted, she struggles to get through the arrangement without stripping herself of her morals and losing her heart to her husband—a man so beautiful and broken, he will hurt her as much as he will love her.While seeking revenge and amidst the sultry heat of their forbidden desires and secret fears, will Abigail find the love that will change her life forever? Or will she face the punishment of falling for her deceased best friend's fiancé?What happens when Remo finds out his little shy wallflower wife is a little sly fox?——————————————————————Excerpt ~“Beg me to use you, Abby,” he growled, his voice husky with desire.Abby's breath caught in her throat as she struggled to comply with his demand. With a mixture of arousal and trepidation, she managed to whisper, “Please ...Remo...”But Remo wasn't satisfied with just her words. He wanted to see her beg, to hear the desperation in her voice. With a wicked grin, he applied a bit more pressure to her thighs, a hint of pain mingling with pleasure.“Words, little sweet doll. Beg me,” he commanded, his tone leaving no room for disobedience.The sensation sent a jolt of arousal coursing through Abby's veins, her resolve crumbling under Remo's intoxicating dominance. With a whimper of surrender, she found herself uttering the words he desired, her voice trembling with need.“Please...use me,” she pleaded, her heart racing as she surrendered herself to the delicious torment of Remo's touch.Trigger warnings; Self-harm, mental illness, rough sexual acts etc.

The dark underground dungeon was filled with countless ancient relics and treasures. Eerie, deformed, cursed objects... The abyss, catacombs, Ancient Gods, mythical races... Mechanics, cursed seal implants, and the gargantuan black towers... A peculiar mix of Alchemy, a drop of steampunk, two spoons of supernatural mystery, blending into a vibrant and colorful fantasy world. I am a puppeteer Alchemist. All that my eyes behold, becomes my puppet. Alone, I am an army!