World of Women - Chapter 18

After a brutal day on the construction site,Jaxon collapsed onto his cot with nothing but sore muscles, a cheap dinner, and a phone in hand. Out of boredom, he picked up one of those mindless urban web novels—complete with arrogant young masters, all-powerful protagonists, and women falling in love every other chapter.“Who writes this garbage?” he muttered, tossing his phone aside and cursing the story, the characters, and the plot that made no damn sense.Then he woke up inside it.Not as the protagonist.Not even as comic relief.He’s the villain—the arrogant heir of a wealthy family destined to be publicly humiliated, slapped down by the protagonist over and over again.

Kevin Reed gained enlightenment at the brink of death, as he sees the one he pledged allegiance to, and some long-time comrades betray him.

He closes his eyes one last time thinking, 'If only I had known'

Yet against all odds, he finds himself back in time in the body of the fourth prince of the royal family of a soon-to-fall Empire.

This is the story of a Knight who uses the machinations of an Empire to take his revenge on all those who betrayed him.

A man who uses the knowledge of the future to get the best out of every situation.

A man preparing for the coming of the Era of Prodigies and Disaster.

But he would have to challenge adversity if he is to bring his ambitions to fruition.

So come along on his journey filled with twists and turns, enemies and thorns.

As we see the knowledge of the future is used at its best.

But no one, not even Ezra, could've predicted just how much Chaos this single irregularity would cause.

So join us to witness Ezra, as he rises from humble beginnings, well... maybe not so humble, to becoming a peerless existence.

As he rises from the ashes to become a True Sovereign!

This is the rise...of the Infinite Sovereign!

The credits for the awesome book cover goes to Vinigo.

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A/N: This book is written with a pace in relation to the events.

It's written in a pace that neither slow enough to cause boredom nor fast enough to cause confusion.

It's just right.

In this novel, too much is always happening all at once. what do i mean? read to find out.

And while this novel's title doesn't seem to have correlation to the story in the beginning.

It was titled in regards to events in the long term.

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WARNING!: Read at least five Chapters before drawing any conclusions

When her once-wealthy family falls into ruin, Elara Vance has only one option to protect them: marry the man responsible for their downfall, Damien Arclight, a ruthless business tycoon with a hidden vendetta.What begins as a cold-blooded deal soon spirals into a web of secrets, betrayals, and dangerous desires. Elara must navigate high society, corporate warfare, and her growing feelings for the enemy she swore to hate, all while uncovering the truth behind her family's collapse.Is love even possible when the marriage starts as a trap? And will the truth destroy them both?Genres: Romance, Drama, Enemies-to-Lovers, Revenge, High SocietyThemes: Arranged marriage, family loyalty, slow-burn romance, power play

Immortals, gods, demons, princes and generals; dragon girls hold lamps, and the cups hold the sea.

Wild foxes practice Zen, and fierce tigers realize Taoism; they swim in the North Sea in the morning, and go to Cangwu in the evening.

Immortals and gods survive, and demons establish a country.

These originally had nothing to do with Qi Wuhuo.

And Qi Wuhuo, who always saw square characters in his dreams, only thought about being able to participate in the spring test in the coming year.

Until when he was making yellow rice rice, an old man gave him a jade pillow, which made him have a long dream.

Huang Liang has a dream.

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Huang Liang awakened from his dream and broke his heart, and since then he has opened the door to practice.

The golden crow flies, and the jade rabbit leaves.

One grain of millet in the three realms, the dust of the mountains and rivers for several years.

Pass the sword leisurely through the downtown.

No one knows that I am a real fairy.

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