THE DISABLED HEIRESS, MY EX-HUSBAND WOULD PAY DEARLY. - Chapter 344

New book, “My Wife is the Star Lord,” seeks your support~[Strong Female Lead + Doting Love Interest + Ancient Martial Arts + E-sports + A Touch of Fantasy]The Sinclair Family's second daughter, who has spent years practicing Ancient Martial Arts in the deep mountains, is returning to Kingsford for the college entrance exams.The Sinclairs are terrified: “The second daughter is a jinx! She brings misfortune to her father, mother, and the entire family. Stay away from her at all costs!”The young masters of Kingsford sneer: “A country bumpkin from the mountains will be easy to control. A little sweet-talking and she'll fall for it.”Only an old Daoist, who seems like a quack, pokes Aurora Sinclair's head with a serious expression: “Don't cause any trouble for your master when you go down the mountain!”***Half a year after returning to Kingsford—The Sinclairs, with eager faces: “Our second daughter is the hope of our entire village; don't get in the way of her making money!”The young masters of Kingsford, bruised and swollen: “Aurora Sinclair isn't a woman! Her fists are harder than a man's!”The old Daoist, gazing at the night sky, mutters mysteriously: “The Star of Romance is stirring! Which foolish boy is it?”The precious young master of a certain secret laboratory lets out a loud sneeze!The expressions of all the experts and professors change drastically: “Hurry and get a doctor!”***Male Lead: Alvin Morgan (Top Researcher)Female Lead: Aurora Sinclair (Hidden Bigshot)【Please add to your collection, send red beans, recommendation tickets, and monthly passes. The more, the better~】

Harry got a strange Life Achievement System which assigns missions that reward him for acting like a scumbag and earning Scum Points.Scum Points Could can be exchanged for powerful magical items, rare abilities, and tools that give Harry an edge in both life and business.At first, he resents it. Then he gets curious. And finally… he gets hooked.But being a scumbag is a high-risk profession. One wrong move, and he could lose everything, even his life. To survive this dangerous game, Harry must walk the line between manipulation and strategy, charm and ruthlessness.He’ll cheat, scheme, and hustle his way to the top.

BLURB> He was reborn by mistake. Raised with purpose. Loved by a god. Worshipped by monsters. And the galaxy doesn’t stand a fucking chance.Irvine’s soul took one wrong turn through the wheel of karma and woke up in a body grown by an intergalactic hivemind goddess with boundary issues and galaxy-sized ambition. Now he’s the golden child of a psychic swarm that feeds on control and burns whole worlds for affection.With Crystal at the helm, warriors like Kimchi, relic-weapons like Kiya, and a council of psionic horrors eager to call him king, Irvine must choose what kind of god he wants to be.Because when a hivemind learns to love......it doesn’t know when to stop.The universe will kneel—or get devoured trying.SYNOPSISIrvine didn’t ask to be reincarnated, but the cosmos had other plans. And it didn’t hand him a cheat code or a clean slate—just one random boon, selected by an uncaring divine roulette wheel.Good karma? Bad karma? Balanced as all fuck.Now he's reborn in the body of a psionically tuned alien hybrid, raised from psychic infancy by Crystal, the hivemind queen of a race so advanced they’ve abandoned individuality for shared omniscience. All except her baby boy.Irvine is the singularity inside the swarm, the first soul allowed to think, dream, and desire independently. Trained by warriors like Kimchi, advised by bio-symbiotes like Kiya, loved ferociously by hive sisters like Diane, and shadowed by powers ancient and unnamed, Irvine is both weapon and wielder, saint and sacrifice.But empires don’t run on hugs and handjobs. As Crystal expands her dominion—across star systems and sentient nebulae—Irvine must lead the charge through blood, fire, and psionic flame.His soul is still human. His body? Engineered for extinction. His heart? Not entirely his anymore.

Reborn as a sister of a villain with no blood or tears in a war-fiction novel. Anyway, that guy, who plays ‘my brother’ role, is a villain who will be sealed by the Main Lead after losing the war. So I just need to pretend to be his little sister until he disappears. No, at least that’s how I think … ‘Something in your right hand, is that the main lead’s head?’ My brother won the war. *** “What’s with the suitcase?” “Yes?” At the tip of Dietrich’s long finger, there was a package that I had wrapped up as soon as he left for the battlefield. “I asked what it is.” “It’s, It’s a travel bag, brother.” “Travel? Alone?” Dietrich’s dark eyes glistened. The man who had just returned from victory had a strange smell of blood from mu*der. “Will you leave me?”