Romance - Page 1548

The Unknown Chaser / / The Chaser of DawnI accidentally spent the night with three men.One of them was a childhood friend that I hadn’t seen in ages.One was a feisty elf who I haven’t talked to for a long time.One of them was a fellow researcher?To make such a terrible mistake!Kriserua failed an important quest on that day.I tried to erase their memories and focus on handling requests”Have a child? You?”Eventually, they found out that I was pregnant.What am I supposed to do with this nonsense?More than that, I have to deal with failure first!”If you don’t mind, I’ll live thinking it’s my child.””No one is more suitable than me as the father of the child.””That day is my responsibility, so I will be responsible.”In the end, they started chasing after me, who’s on a journey to rectify the mess.No! I don’t need you guys!’A delightful and exhausting adventure story of Kriserua, a tactless yet straight-laced person, and the unrequited love of three men who can’t communicate with each other!

This story follows Gorou, as the only son of a sake brewer he has always found himself drawn to painting pictures. At the age of 16 he runs away by himself at night to Tokyo to escape his father's problems with women. There he gets lost in romance in the big city and searches for meaning through his paintings. Included one-shot: Volume 9: Yume Tabibito

Next to impossible coincidences seem to be connected to a shared dream… Is this destiny? Chayee springs out of bed after one of the most realistic and steamy dreams she’s ever had. After bringing herself back to reality, she goes to work as a T.A. at her former university. But, while on an errand for her professor, she meets Dohun and gets the shock of her life. He… seriously resembles the man she spent a hot night with in the dream. She finds herself unable to face him since every glance brings back the very realistic feelings of the night before! “By any chance, have we… met before?” Dohun also has unexplainable feelings of discomfort towards Chayee and puts as much space between them as he can. But, no matter how hard they try, fate keeps dragging them back towards each other. What’s going on?! When dreams and reality intertwine, anything can happen!

<h2>Detective Duo</h2> During a thrilling escape from her wedding, the energetic female detective Su Mu bumps in to the Ministry of Investigation’s boss, Zhang Zhao. The two bicker and harass each other while maintaining a complete, yet silent, mutual understanding. As they journey, hand in hand, cracking cases together, feelings begin to grow. But at the same time, details about their heavily linked past start to come to the surface…

Sakura's day went awry as her crush dismissed and dishonored her, and he even witnessed her mortifying ordeal. She was banking on meeting her affectionate step-brother, whom she had hailed as charming. However, when she finally met him, he turned out to be her good-looking classmate who observed her humiliation. Balancing high school intricacies became an ordeal for Sakura as she had to feign normalcy with her alleged sibling while grappling with her love life complications with her crush. Life sure wasn't a breeze.

Scarlett was once the happiest girl alive. She was blessed with beauty, wealth, and a perfect fiance. She was supposed to be the shining star of her wedding. But early in the morning, the pure bride was brutally murdered. When she opened her eyes again, her whole world had completely changed.” “I’ve repeated this so many times already! I am Scarlett Antwerpen!” “I’m sorry ma’am, but the esteemed daughter of the count, Lady Antwerp is dead.” Waking up in a strange place, Scarlett couldn’t comprehend everything that had happened to her. Why could no one recognize her? Why was her fiance standing by another woman? Why was she “Vivian” instead of Scarlett? Why was she by the side of Alexis, the chief of police, and not by her fiance, Edward? Scarlett swore to herself that she would get her fiance back, and ruin the one who had murdered her.

Seina Satou, who works as a pharmaceutical researcher, suddenly finds herself lost in a different world! One day, after managing to start life as the pharmacist 'Sena', she encounters a mysterious man. He is the demon king Dermatitidis, a man of immense beauty and strong magical powers, but sickly and weak. Sena's knowledge and experience in herbal medicine is recognized, and she becomes his personal apothecary, with whom he shares a special and unforgettable time. And so, before long, the two are drawn to each other.

For his inheritance, he married her; for her family, she married him, how does one maintain a loveless marriage? The nightmare began on the first night of our marriage, he actually dared to bring another woman home! Does he think I’ll just accept this? Ling Qiao, your player, go and die!

I was possessed as Villain Supporting Character 1, the one who was executed after saying something foolish to the female lead, who seemed close to the male lead. ‘Well, I’m just a villainous extra anyway. If I don’t play the role, who else will?’ With that in mind, I decided not to get involved with any of the characters in the original story. Thanks to that, the plot wrapped up safely. But then—the sub-male lead of the original work approached me. “Would you be interested in a contract marriage?” He waved a contract at me with a gentle smile. Two years later. Before the short contract period ended, I asked him for a divorce—perhaps a bit earlier than expected. That’s when he started acting strange. “Madam… are you only after my body?” What nonsense is this? You’re the one who suggested a contract marriage. Weren’t we just business partners? “It was a contract marriage from the start. What are you…?” “Then why are you after my purity… my chastity?” Before I knew it, his eyes brimmed with tears. “P-Purity! No, even my Ye-jare* would be fine…!” Several buttons of his neatly pressed shirt had come undone. As I stared, flustered by his reddened eyes and the stares of the people around us, he clung to me desperately. “Did you hate spending the night with me, Julieta? I’ll try harder, so don’t throw me away.” Watching tears stream down his face, I thought: At this rate, I’ll really end up having to take responsibility for him! No, Sub-Male Lead! You’re the one who said you didn’t have the confidence to love anyone!

A once-loyal general to the royal family, "So" is betrayed and abandoned in an instant. All that remains for him is despair. Having lost even the will to live, he throws himself into the sea. Just before his last breath, a fleeting image passes through his vision. When he opens his eyes, he finds himself on a beach with a mysterious girl pressing her lips against his...?! "What on earth is going on here?! A fully grown woman who's completely bare, brazenly straddling a man!!" "but i was just trying to heal your wounds?"

10 years ago, Banji and Baek-yeong, along with his three younger siblings, spent their happiest moments together. It seemed like time would last forever. But one day, it all came crashing down and Banji and Baek-yeong parted ways. 10 years later, the two fatefully meet again as coworkers, but Banji pushes Baek-yeong away. As for Baek-yeong, he is determined to reconnect with Banji because he doesn’t want to lose her again. Will Banji and Baek-yong be able to rekindle the relationship they once had?

A muscular youth who grew up in a rural environment has finally found his springtime high school life, and it turns out his romantic partner is the most popular girl of first year?! 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