Transmigrated to Books：Raise Villainous Cubs

Xiao Yu, finding himself in a novel titled “Emperor’s Dream,” encounters Ming He, the story’s main antagonist. This villain, known for his high status, sinister nature, and eventual descent into madness, surprisingly turns out to be a three-year-old child, and Xiao Yu is his uncle. To his astonishment, they are both on the brink of starvation, and despite his destined path of destruction, young Ming He is sensible, considerate, and kind-hearted.

Unable to bear the thought of such a young child meeting a tragic fate, Xiao Yu decides to fulfill his guardian duties and educate the would-be villain.

Years later…

The ruling emperor, the main character of the story, expresses his deepest gratitude towards his uncle Xiao Yu. The empress shares her fondness for Xiao Yu, as does Ming He, now an official. The Regent declares Xiao Yu the love of his life. Overwhelmed and slightly embarrassed by all the adoration, Xiao Yu responds with a bashful smile.

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The Disguise of a Rich Man

What if a rich young man descended from the Abraham family, owners of the most successful company in the world,

Now you have to disguise yourself as an online motorcycle taxi driver!

Will he be able to resist his bad habit of wasting money and living in poverty?

Bara Abraham was forced by his father, and had to live his fate as a poor online motorcycle taxi driver, until finally fate brought him together with a woman who had complicated problems in her family,

Can Bara help the woman he loves? while his identity is just an ojol aka online motorcycle taxi?

Follow Bara Abraham's next story, readers...!!!!

You Are Not Worthy of My Forgiveness​

— Mom, you're alive. — His green eyes, identical to mine, made me jump. Impossible. It can't be. This child is...

— Byron. — I could recognize that voice anywhere. It's etched in my memory like my damn favorite song.

— Dad, I found Mom. — He stood a few meters away from the man I loved for over a decade—the man who was 6'2", with black hair, gray-blue eyes, broad shoulders, sexy lips, and a handsome face. He was the definition of perfection.

Have you ever given flowers to a man? I have. He’s the one standing in front of me right now.

I remember him as a boy. How didn’t I notice before? Maybe because I’ve been fighting to forget everything about him. So you didn’t realize the little one here is his living image, my inner voice answered.

— Stay away from me. — I ordered the brat. My once-normal voice turned icy.