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หลินหลิน เศรษฐินีผู้ร่ำรวยไร้รัก...สิ้นใจในเรือนไม้อันเงียบเหงา ก่อนตาย...นางขอพรสองประการ หนึ่ง...ขอมีชีวิตดุจเทพเซียนในนิยาย สอง...ขอพบพ่อแม่บุญธรรมที่พลัดพรากอีกครั้ง! สวรรค์บันดาลให้นางย้อนเวลากลับไปเกิดใหม่ในยุคจีนโบราณ พร้อม "มิติผันผวน" มิติพลังเวทมหาศาลติดตัวมาด้วย! ชาติภพนี้...นางจะใช้ชีวิตให้คุ้มค่า!ปลูกผัก เลี้ยงสัตว์ ฝึกยุทธ์ ท่องยุทธภพ พร้อมกับ "ท่านแม่ทัพเทียนชุน" บุรุษคลั่งรักขั้นสุด! ที่ตามติดนางราวเงาตามตัว..."หลินเอ๋อร์...เจ้าจะหนีพี่ไปไหนไม่ได้! มิติวิเศษ x แม่ทัพคลั่งรัก x ปริศนาชาติภพก่อน x การผจญภัยสุดป่วน ติดตามความสนุก ครบรส ได้ใน... หลินหลินกับระบบมิติผันผวน

There's an unspoken rule in my household—everyone has to engage in a drinking competition during the holidays. Whoever gets wasted first will have to pay off one year's worth of house and car mortgages for the other two siblings. In the first year, I collapsed after my first glass of alcohol. I had to pay the house mortgage for my oldest sister, Dahlia Zeller. In the second year, as soon as I picked up my glass, I fainted right away. Since then, I had to pay off Jasmine Zeller, my second sister's car loan. For the next 20 years, I've always been the loser. In the end, my wife, Jean McCarthy, is forced to jump off a building because of the huge debt I've racked up. The debtors keep dumping paint onto my residence, forcing me to deter away from it. Ransacked by guilt, I end up damaging my stomach from overdrinking when I attempt to train my alcohol tolerance. As a result, half of my liver has gotten removed. When I'm on the verge of death, I hear my parents snickering outside my ward. "Don't you think we've laced too many sleeping pills in his drink? He almost didn't wake up back then!" "It's fine. He's an idiot who merely thinks he has a low alcohol tolerance. Our family still relies on him for financial survival, you see. We can keep drugging him so that he'll keep getting wasted." When I open my eyes again, I've already gotten reborn in the timeframe when I'm sitting at the dining table in the 20th year.

On the eve of the National Robotics Championship, I smashed my carefully designed bot to pieces and announced my withdrawal. Everyone said I was a fraud who was quitting out of fear of being exposed. Online, the netizens mocked me relentlessly. Only one person, Adrian Cross, the so-called genius of the century, spoke up in my defense, his voice dripping with false sincerity, "I believe in River Lowell’s skills. Only he deserves to be my opponent. No matter what setbacks he’s facing, I hope he comes back to the arena and proves himself." In my previous life, the robot I built was identical to his. No matter how I tried to prove he had copied me, Adrian stood before the cameras, wearing his benevolent mask, and said, "It’s fine. This robot can go to River. I can always build something even better." His fans swarmed me, tearing me apart online, and no one believed in my talent. I swallowed the humiliation and vowed to rebuild my robot from scratch. However, when I was assembling it, the Power Core in my kit exploded, shattering my skull. That same night, I was rushed into the ICU. Netizens clapped and cheered, saying I got exactly what I deserved. That night, my girlfriend, Lila Hart, signed the hospital’s DNR consent form without hesitation. Until the day I died, I never understood how Adrian had gotten my robot’s data or why Lila had joined forces with him. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the very day of the competition.

I had just returned from a business trip. The moment I stepped through the door, I scooped my wife into my arms and rushed her straight to the bathroom for a steamy shower together. We were kissing passionately when, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed something: the toilet seat was flipped up. I froze. Seven years ago, my wife had read a post online claiming that when men pee standing up, bacteria splash onto the seat. She begged me to sit down to pee for the sake of her health. I have kept that promise. For seven years of marriage, that seat has never been up. A knot formed in my stomach, but the bathroom was spotless, so clean it looked staged, not a single stray hair anywhere. Then I noticed the shower temperature. It was set five degrees lower than her usual 43°C. Men like cooler showers. Women like them hotter… At that moment, I knew, Ruby Lynch had cheated on me.

“ถ้าเธอไม่ได้มีใบหน้าเหมือนกับผู้หญิงที่ฉันรัก ฉันก็คงจะเอาเธอไม่ลง อย่าคิดว่าแค่ได้เข้าพิธีแต่งงานกับฉัน แล้วจะได้เป็นเมียของฉันสมใจ ฟังให้ชัด ๆ นะ ฉันไม่มีวันรักผู้หญิงอย่างเธอ” วันนั้นเขาย้ำชัดว่าเธอเป็นเพียงแค่เงาของผู้หญิงอีกคน ประกาศเสียงกร้าวว่ายังไงก็จะ "ไม่มีวันรัก" ทำให้เธอเลือกหนีไปพร้อมกับลูกน้อยในครรภ์ที่เขาจะไม่มีวันได้รับรู้ ในวันที่ผู้หญิงคนนั้นหวนกลับมาทวงทุกอย่างคืน ทว่าโชคชะตากลับเล่นตลกกับชีวิตเธอนัก ผลักให้เขาวนกลับเข้ามาในชีวิตของเธออีกครั้ง และอีกฝ่ายยังทวงสิทธิ์ความเป็นพ่อของลูก รวมถึงยัดเยียดสถานะสามีที่เธอเคยต้องการ "ไม่คิดว่ามันสายไปหน่อยเหรอ” --- *พระเอกธงแดงๆ ดำๆ เxี้ย โบ้ *สุดท้ายนางเอกจะเลือกกลับมารักกันหรือไม่ มาลุ้นไปด้วยกันนะคะ ----- เซต Bad Mafia มีทั้งหมด 3 เรื่อง 1. เงารักมาเฟียอคิราห์ (คิณ x อิงดาว) 2. บ่วงรักใต้ปีกทิศเหนือ (ทิศเหนือ x หนูนา) 3. ทัณฑ์รักวิคเตอร์ร้าย (วิคเตอร์ x แก้มใส)

Werewolves? Werewolves weren't real right? Leah Wilson is thrust into a world she didn't know existed. Moving from her home in Florida and setting up a new life in Texas with her gran things aren't all what they seem. Throw two witty bestfriends and a hot Alpha male into the mix and watch how it all unfolds. Leah is human but instantly feels a connection to Jake! She doesn't understand why but she knows something doesn't add up. Follow her journey and watch how her life begins to change in front of her eyes. Jake - arrogant, aggressive, maybe a little bit of an asshole! This story will contain s*x scenes and swearing.

I was the top repair specialist at a luxury goods store. Ninety percent of the shop's revenue came from my work alone. In three years, I turned a run-down little shop on the brink of closing into a nationwide chain. All because I clocked in two minutes late one morning, the newly appointed supervisor, Tom Menzie, locked the front doors and announced he was taking everyone on a company trip. I asked why no one bothered to tell me. Tom sneered, "Well, those who can do more are trusted with more. We're going on vacation. You stay and work overtime. If you can't handle it, then get the hell out!" I was so mad that I laughed. I called the owner directly. "I heard you're firing me."

I was sent abroad to work. After three years, I finally helped my fiancee secure a highly challenging and significant client. When I returned home, she drove me out of the house. Her eyes gleamed with disdain as she looked at me while carrying a child. “I’ve got a husband and a child. You went abroad and left me all alone for three years. How could you come back to me? You’d better come to your senses and resign from the company tomorrow!” She trampled upon my dignity and love. Then, I realized that our five-year romance had come to an end.

It's nighttime, and I'm on the toilet with my phone. I fire up Battleborn Arena, ready to grind a few ranked matches. But an unknown number flashes on-screen and cuts me off. Annoyed, I decline the call, and a WhatsApp message pops up immediately. "Run! Edgar just snapped. He's going to kill us all!" My hands tremble. Edgar Maguire… Isn't he already dead?