Transmigration Gone Wrong Novels & Stories

"People quit jobs or marriages for the same reasons—either they're not getting paid enough, or they're not enjoying the work. In your case, it's both." Her expression darkened, but she didn't argue. She simply tore the agreement in half. "All I wanted was for you to apologize to Eric. I'll let everything else go." I tilted my head, my eyes sweeping over Eric hiding behind her, my tone edging into open provocation. "And what exactly did I do wrong? Was I wrong for helping the Grant family survive its financial crisis? "Or was I wrong for making him give back the seat he never should've taken from me in the first place? Or is the real crime that I didn't invite him to my wedding?"

It had not been easy for me to pull myself through college, and I even landed an offer from a major company. But when I went for the physical examination, the results showed that I had been diagnosed with late-stage cancer. I watched the lab’s promised rewards climb from a hundred thousand dollars to a million dollars, then to ten million dollars. I eventually could not stop myself from signing up. “The main characters in this book share behavioral problems. We need you to transmigrate into the book and correct them. You only need to stay for a year, then you can come back.” I originally thought I only needed to hang out and joke around with a group of two-dimensional characters after transm

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I swallowed and continued. “But I do care about my people,” I lied even though my voice broke at the words. “A lot of them died on the way out of starvation and dehydration. We've been trekking under a scorching 35-degree heat during the day and freezing 5-degree cold at night without a drop of water! Do you think we will reach the mountain of—” I paused before the rest of the words slipped out and exposed me. The commander’s eyes darkened with suspicion and his grip around my chin tightened.

she said. Grant looked at her, but he did not have to ask. “In the first life, once neutral movement became difficult enough, people started treating isolation as proof of hostility. The fewer safe ways there were to cross between territories, the easier it became to force everyone into sides.” Caleb waited. Hallie tapped the Everen message. “Inference: pressure on compact-linked transit could create the same kind of effect now. But I do not know whether the cause is the same, and I do not know that Everen is the target.”

I replied. I took my own cigarette, then I put it next to Bli Wayan's cigarette. But, I took one of his cigarettes, then lit it. Wayan continued. Before that bloody incident occurred, he already participated in transmigration to Central Borneo. It seemed that living in the new transmigration site was no better. According to Wayan, the local community also frequently disputed land with transmigrants. Even though, when he was there, many of his works were ordered by tourists and officials government.

With regained calmness and a cold glint flickering through her beautiful black eyes, Audrey willed the fire to vanish and then she ordered the captain, "Tell me everything about everything that I should know it the Cape of Habibi… Leave no details unsaid... It is my first test to you as my loyal subject..." People who found themselves transported to another world would usually long to go back to where they came from. It was a natural instinct, born in the depths of one's heart to persist in lingering inside and would rear its head whenever the transmigrator felt like he was already okay to stay in the current world. No matter how one denies it, it was a fact that even if one had no ties rema

I don't know what the Lowrys did to deserve the misfortune of getting tangled up with a weakling like you! The air in the room went cold at Zayden's mother's final insult. Dad was trembling all over with rage. He pointed at the door. "Security, throw these two out of the room right now!" Zayden's mother was far from done with her tirade. "Don't get all high and mighty! The collaboration between our families was set to proceed early on! If you think you can switch up on us now and backtrack on the deal, no dice!" The more I watched her in her crazy element, the more I understood that Zayden's sorry attitude was a genetic trait.

The information from the system called Dot could still be seen in my unconscious mind, as if it's some hologram display. It was vivid as daylight and I read through it again. I was depressed. I was sad. Was it worth it? Was sleeping around worth it? Is this some sort of curse? Why couldn't I control myself? Am I insane or what? I've read so many stories related to Transmigration and system, so even though it was shocking that I seem to be living the life of those protagonists, I just want to make better use of it. To quench my lust, till I'm only left with one desire.

Her expression changed as she read the results. “That's strange.” Eliana immediately sat upright. “What? Do I have three days left to live? Am I going to turn into a zombie? Please tell me I won't start eating people. I don't even like sharing my food with friends!” “Your results are normal,” Francine said. “I'm talking about the worm.” The worm lifted its head proudly. “Finally, someone recognizes my greatness.” Francine's eyes narrowed. “Its cells are changing at an unusual rate. The creature appears to have absorbed something from an alien organism, but I can't identify the substance.”