He claims she belongs to another man… but he looks at her like she’s already his. Aveline Willowgrave was born to wealth, dignity… and a future she would never live to claim. At ten years old, she watched her parents die. The years that followed were worse. Her uncle stole her inheritance, her home, and her freedom. And at last… he sold her. She was masked, chained, and priced like livestock before a room of hungry men. Just as the crowd surges forward to strip her bare, a single voice cuts through the auction… A bid so high it silences the entire hall. A knight from Greenvale. He does not save her. He buys her. And when he removes his helmet, Aveline’s breath catches. Theron. The quiet orphan boy she once mocked when her world was still soft and golden. Now, he stands before her, powerful, controlled… and impossible to read. He tells her she was never meant for him. She was purchased as a gift, for Prince Vaelor of Greenvale, the Crown Prince whispered to be as cruel as he is untouchable. Cornered between slavery and a fate worse than death, Aveline makes the only choice left to her. “Don’t give me to the prince,” she whispers. “Take me as your mistress instead.” But Theron did not return to her life by accident. He has his own reasons. His own secrets. And as Aveline is drawn into Greenvale’s glittering court, she begins to wonder... Why did he choose her? Why did he disappear days before her parents died? And why, when he looks at her now, does it feel less like hatred… and more like something far more dangerous?

Winter drapes the city of Sapporo in silence—snow on rooftops, frost on windows, and secrets beneath every breath of cold air. It is in this frozen landscape that two lives on opposite ends of the city begin to move toward each other. Ichika Komori lives a life built on elegance and expectations. Surrounded by luxury and perfection, she is admired like a snow sculpture—beautiful, delicate, and cold to the touch. Her heart, long protected by ice, has forgotten what warmth feels like. Across the city, Rikuu Arakawa survives a world far less forgiving. Raised by hardship and night fights in back alleys, his emotions burn hot—anger, loyalty, fear, and a past that left its mark. The fire inside him keeps him alive, yet also threatens to consume him. When their paths cross, something impossible begins: Rikuu becomes the spark that melts the frost around Ichika’s guarded heart—and Ichika becomes the snow that cools the burning storms inside Rikuu. Their worlds should never have met. Yet winter has a way of changing everything. The Winter That Burned is a story of unlikely connection, slow and inevitable as falling snow, where fire learns to soften, and ice discovers how to feel again. In a city of silence and secrets, they will learn that some hearts freeze to survive… and some flames burn not to destroy, but to heal. Additional Notes: • No need to worry about errors on this novel (except for plot errors), each chapter is checked thrice by the author and by another person (a friend) before being uploaded. • Upload time: Monday–Friday: 11:00PM/23:00 GMT+8

His gaze pinned me against the wall, his breath hot against my skin. “Tell me, Little Dove… you feel something for me, don’t you? No more dodging. I want a clear answer.” “Why? B-but I'm your brother's wife.” I managed, my voice steady despite the thundering in my chest. “Fuck that. I want a straightforward answer, so my stance can be clear,” he murmured, leaning in, lips hovering over mine. “Either to steal you from my brother, or…” “Or get over me?” I whispered. He pulled back sharply, his dark eyes narrowing dangerously. “No. Either to steal you from my brother… or take him out of the picture. I will kill if I have to, just to have you all to myself." I stared at him in shock and disbelief. ********************* “I’m going to tell you what I have in mind,” he murmured. “First you’re going to strip down until you’re completely naked,” he whispered against my ear. “Then I’m going to tie you up so you’re completely powerless and subject to my every whim.” “Mmm, sounds good so far,” I murmured. “Then I’m going to insert a plug to prepare you for me. After that, I’m going to spank that sweet ass of yours until it’s rosy with my marks.” I shivered uncontrollably, my mind exploding with the images he evoked. I let out a small whimper as he sucked the lobe of my ear into his mouth. God, I could cum with just his words. I was already aching with need. My nipples tingled and hardened to painful points. My clit pulsed and twitched between my legs until I clamped my thighs together to alleviate the burn. “And then I’m going to f**k your mouth. But I won’t cum. Not yet. When I’m close, I’ll flog you again until your ass is burning and you’re on fire with the need for relief. And then I’m going to f**k that ass. I’m going to take you hard and rough, to the very limits of what you can withstand. I won’t be gentle. Not tonight. I’m going to take you as roughly as you can stand. And then I’m going to cum all over your ass. Are you ready to be completely and utterly dominated?"

Transmigrating into Douluo Continent, Su Ming began harvesting the wishes of countless beings. Using characters from anime and movies as templates, he created one alias after another. Holy Soul Village, Shrek Academy, Spirit Hall, the Three Upper Sects, the Heaven Dou Royal Family, the Star Luo Royal Family, Elemental Academy... he planted himself around every important force and character from the original story. The original plot twisted completely, seemingly turning into a chaotic battle among characters from all realms! As he grew stronger, the status of these aliases became increasingly outrageous! The alias of the Heaven Dou Royal Family seemed poised to become the next emperor. The alias of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School was considered a suitable son-in-law by the sect leader. The alias of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan pioneered a new school of thought... The people of the continent began to realize that the geniuses of their time were terrifyingly powerful! Becoming a god seemed no longer a distant, unattainable dream for these geniuses!

Mesmer Valentine is a textbook genius who aims to become part of the Heroes of the World—an esteemed group of individuals gifted with supernatural powers to protect humanity from invasive threats. But one fateful day, Mesmer is forced to confront the razor-sharp consequences of wielding truth as her only weapon, resulting in her being thrown straight down to the Demonic Realm. To survive and become stronger, she needs all of the opportunities she can get! This includes providing all sort of quirky and degenerate services to these demonic villains of humanity. - GL Netori Yuri/Futa Harem Power-Progression Adventure!

She was supposed to be just another spoiled heiress flatlining on a penthouse floor. One more overdose. One more file stamped “troubled rich girl.” Then Dr. Rowan Blackwood looked at her like she was someone not special and that single, stupid moment of boldness lit a fuse no one saw coming. Now the seventeen-year-old billionaire heir won’t stop until she owns Rowan completely. Body. Mind. Soul. She’ll buy the hospital wing if she has to. She’ll show up at 3 a.m. outside Rowan’s locked apartment door. She’ll burn every boundary, break every rule, ruin every excuse Rowan tries to hide behind because once someone sees the real, bleeding girl underneath the cocaine and couture, Isadora Ravencroft doesn’t let go. Ever. Rowan should run. Ethics scream it. The law demands it. Her career would survive it. But every time those fever-bright eyes lock on hers, every time that trembling, manic hand reaches out like it’s drowning… something inside the unflinching doctor starts to fracture. One wrong touch. One forbidden kiss in the dark. One night where detox sweat and desperate sobs blur into something neither of them can name. They’re definitely not supposed to *need* this. But obsession doesn’t ask for permission. And healing… healing can look a lot like destruction when the wrong two people find each other at the worst possible time. Welcome to the kind of love that ruins lives and might just save them anyway. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive. You won’t look away. Even when you know you should. ———— The audio was clean.  Crisp.  Every hitch, every gasp, every whispered "yes" and "more" rendered in perfect high-definition clarity. Rowan's knees buckled.  She caught herself against the door palm flat, sliding down an inch. "That's… that's illegal. You can't... you can't have that." Isadora lowered the phone slowly.  The moans cut off when she paused the video. "Illegal?" she echoed, almost gently. "Like fucking your seventeen-year-old patient in the backseat? Like letting her finger you until you screamed? Like coming home the next morning and lying to your friends that 'nothing happened'?"

— No NTR — No Yuri — This Is Not A Stupid Ass Translation! ... As the man ejaculated, countless sperm raced toward the womb. 'Ehh, where am I?' one of them wondered. 'WTF?! I'm a sperm?! How is this possible?' The sperm was shocked, but it couldn't stop. It's instinct to reach the egg, which drove it involuntarily forward. 'Forget it! I'll figure out what's going on later. Right now, I need to secure my ticket in life!' 'Although these sperm may cause some troubles, I'd win.' With determination, it focused on outsmarting its competitors to reach its destination. After a long, hard battle, the sperm finally entered the egg. The egg trembled slightly as if wanting to convey something. As if it knew what the egg wanted to say, the sperm replied. "When it comes to conception, I am the exception!" "Because throughout ejaculation and impregnation, I alone am the born one! " And that is how our sperm protagonist becomes a fetus. ... For advanced chapters: patreon.com/ImmortalCockroach Discord link for illustrations: https://discord.gg/WtF6XTgefR

All Raiden wanted to do was to farm quietly. After dying in his old world and waking up in the body of a freshly graduated nobody in a world full of monsters that are bigger than the tallest skyscrapers, Raiden made a quick, sensible decision: avoiding danger at all costs. Forget becoming a battle master and monster-infested frontiers, he just wanted to take his little sister Sylvia and retire to their inherited farm to raise sheep. Peaceful, profitable, and most importantly, safe. His master plan? Buy the cheapest Woolie in the market, shear its wool, and live off the profits. Simple, right? What could go wrong? As Murphy's Law states, anything that can go wrong will go wrong. The moment he brought his adorable sheep, his cheat system activated, letting him appraise and improve the potential of anything he touched. And everything started going downhill from there. A few enhancements later, his Woolie is producing luxury wool that has fashion designers losing their minds. And unlike other sheep, this one loved to train and battle, so much that it loses half of it before the sell period. "It's fine," Raiden assured himself. "It's just a sheep. A very profitable sheep." Then it evolves. And keeps evolving. And suddenly his "harmless farm animal" is creating thunderclouds that can destroy a whole continent. He thought the problem was only with his sheep; the rest of the Terra beasts would be peaceful. The real problem, though? Every Terran he rescues thinks the same way: "Master is so kind! He doesn't force us to battle! We must train extra hard to protect him!" Now, all his supposedly peaceful, peace-loving Terrans are challenging wild Terrans to duels while he chucks pills to control his Blood Pressure in the background. His genius little sister is landing scholarships left and right, and the Continental Alliance won't stop sending him tournament invitations he desperately wants to decline. All Raiden wants is to farm in peace, pay off his debts, and maybe—just maybe survive long enough to see Sylvia graduate. Is that really too much to ask? Apparently, yes. [Update Schedule: 7 Chapters Per Week]

At Nova High School, power is everything. Students are ranked based on their abilities, and the strongest ten rule the entire school. At the very top stands the King, the most powerful student. Kai transfers to Nova High as a powerless student, quickly becoming an easy target for bullies and the powerful elites. But what no one knows is that Kai is hiding a dangerous secret. A rare ability that allows him to copy and evolve any power he sees. As conflicts grow and the powerful students begin to notice him, Kai must decide whether to keep hiding… or reveal the strength that could shake the entire ranking system. Because the weakest student in Nova High might actually be the true King.

Between alchemy and truth, there exists a gate. Every alchemist who has touched this gate has become great. By chance, I, too, touched this gate—and became a Truth Alchemist. But the price for this… PS: Access the complete chapters at https://www.patreon.com/c/NanamiTL

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After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. --The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website. --Artificial Intelligence / AI clarification: Since I started to write and publish The Mech Touch on 2018, I have never used AI tools to write my webnovel. All of my chapters are written and proofread directly by me for many years. The only automated tool that I have used is the basic spellchecker that comes standard with the Google Docs application. I have not changed my approach towards writing chapters for The Mech Touch even as technology has advanced and introduced new tools. I will continue to maintain my current approach for this webnovel until it has come to an end.

“Set a small goal first… defeat Kakashi.” Shinichi Higashino transmigrates into the world of Naruto but unlike others, he has no powerful clan, no rare bloodline, no destined prophecy backing him. What he does have… is something far more terrifying. He possesses a unique ability: The world’s perception of him becomes reality. If people believe he is intelligent — his mind sharpens beyond limits. If they call him a genius — he masters any technique at terrifying speed. If legends describe him as indestructible — his body truly becomes unbreakable. And when the entire ninja world believes he can create miracles… he transcends all limits. In a world ruled by reputation, myths, and fear, Shinichi decides to weaponize perception itself. From manipulating rumors in Konoha, to crafting multiple identities that shake the Five Great Nations, he begins the most calculated and deliberate rise to power in ninja history. If the world believes you are unstoppable… Then you are. Visit my Patreon to read up to 99 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/laktozlu 99 power stone = extra chapter

Ethan's life was going well... sort of. With three months to his wedding and almost enough savings to finally quit his stripping job, everything seemed almost perfect… Till his fiancé suddenly dumps him, and he loses everything he's ever built... in the span of one week. Standing at the edge of a storybuilding, he's about to throw himself off to end the suffocating pain when he suddenly gets a call... for an interview with a high-ranking company he never applied to. A company under the renowned Alpha Aurelian Vale. The S-tier Alpha who would change his life forever, and just may be tied to Ethan's present and past in more ways than he could even begin to imagine. The Alpha he THINKS he doesn't know. ******* "Why should I trust you? Isn't playing games the core of your business? Everything is a game to you. Even this... "He says, and I step closer to him... pushing myself against him, as I see fear return to his eyes. "You don't know me, Ethan. "I remind him, and I watch the anger in his eyes melt into stubbornness. "And you also don't know me, Mr. Aurelian! "He retorts, and I smirk. That's the Ethan I like. Feisty. "But I do know you. "I say, and he visibly gulps as beads of sweat begin to form across his forehead. "You're impulsive, stubborn, and daring. You are broken and hurting inside, but you mask all that pain with a smile. Never really healing from them, but burying them. Praying the day doesn't come when they rise from their graves. Your humour is your defence mechanism. It makes you feel stronger when you're intimidated or scared. "I continue, and his jaw drops as he gawks at me. I lean in closer to him, enjoying the heat of the proximity, as I drop low enough for my lips to brush against his ear, and his delicate orchid scent fills my lungs. "Am I wrong? "I question him, and he just blinks back. Visibly stunned by my words. I smile in satisfaction at him before stepping away from him, and once again I hit the emergency stop button. "I know you better than you think, Ethan. The sooner you understand this, the better. "I add before reaching for a cigar in my breast pocket and lighting it. I know it's against the rules, but I don't care. "You might want to cover that. "I say, pointing at the bulge in his pants, and he immediately turns red as he tries to drag his shirt down to cover it. Just then, the elevator doors open, and I smirk as people pour into the elevator, looking between Ethan and me. I see the stink eyes I get because of the cigar in my hand, but I only step out of the elevator because of the infant I see a mother carrying. As I leave Ethan behind, I send him a text. *Meet me in the car.*

“You are so tight, Mira!” Adam groaned in her ears, pulling her ass to him. Of course she was tight, this was her first time. Mira pushed her ass against his groin, whining against him. She planned this for days and marked his calendar to make sure nothing got in their way of this. “I am going in.” He breathed. Mira nodded, spreading her legs wide. She felt him brush against her pussy but just when he was about to put it in, it didn’t enter. Eh? “Mira. . .” “Shove it in!” She yelled. She had waited for this a whole year, it must fit. “Spread my legs if you have to.” He did, parting her legs against him when the unexpected happened. A fart. Right in his face. Her body froze. Take her universe. Take her now. [Congratulations. System activated; Breed with the lion king to regain your dignity]

The Realm of Omnidom have five planes of reality, and nobody ascends them alone. You rise with your kingdom — through wars, through victories, through every moment that should have finished you but you overcome it and broke through to see the next wonders, win the next conquest, and kill your next foes. Everyone who arrives gets the same deal. A universal system, a voice, a blank patch of nothing and the nerve to call it a kingdom someday. See, people built some wild things here. Abyssal Underwater Civilizations. Cloud empires. Cities inside trees so massive they have their own weather systems. Floating eldritch continents that only seek conquests and horrors. And much more. Genuinely breathtaking stuff. But mine tops them all. The ones that came before me are history. The ones that came after me are comparisons. And the ones that tried to surpass me? Good stories. Tragic endings. Want to see how that happened? Then get onboard. It's a wild ride. #Kingdom Building. #Strong/OP Growth MC. #No-Harem. #Progression Fantasy. #Summons. ------ [ Discord: https://discord.gg/MSM9Gp3Jxz ]

Disclaimer: [Slow Burn], [Prose Heavy] Before God spoke the first word, something else was already there. Before the angels were made, before the Heavenly Host drew their first breath, before the seventy-two were bound and the wars were fought and the prayers were written -- there was something sleeping in the bedrock of the world. Something that had culled the primordial chaos down to silence, that had cleared the void so completely that when God arrived, He built His entire creation in the space it left behind. It did not know this. It was asleep. It has been asleep for longer than history has words for. Until an archaeologist with a family secret she'd rather not think about falls through the wrong floor in the Negev desert -- and something that predates the concept of morning opens its eyes. His name is Vothanael, Elkaius in some translations, and in some, He is the Primordial Extinction. He has no language, no framework, no model of what he is. He does not know that the stone wall beside his resting place holds layers of pre-language scripture, the deepest of which contains a message from God Himself -- a confession, a grief, and an instruction nobody has carried out yet. He does not know that the Heavenly Host and the Seventy-Two Demons have been at war for centuries in the world above him. He does not know that both sides are about to find out he exists. What he knows is this: there is a woman with stone dust on her hands who gave him the word for sun on the first morning, and a house that is becoming something he does not have a word for yet, and a wall full of things written for him before writing existed. He is learning the words. One by one. Carefully. *The war above him is about to become very inconsequential in the grand scheme of things*

【MyGO!!!!! + Ave Mujica | Male Protagonist】 Crossing over into Neon Japan, Asai Yu starts out completely broke, only to suddenly obtain a Life Experience System — experience wonderful lives, enjoy ability boosts. That’s how it was supposed to go. So why is the very first target of his experience… Togawa Sakiko?! To push his own experience to the next level, Asai Yu has no choice but to thoroughly stir up her life. From timid little Sakiko, to personally beating down a washed-up has-been, to becoming a piano master… So why, in the end, did it all loop back to forming a band again?! The second experience target is Tokyo Anon? No — it’s Great Britain Anon! With just a bit of “training,” he can lie around at home and still take a trip to the UK. So Ainon, why did you suddenly come back to Tokyo?! What about my seven-day UK tour?! The third experience target… Wait—where the hell did this drop me? Is this even Japan anymore?! Asai Yu stares at the mountain of Wakaba Mutsumi “corpses” piled up before him, his scalp tingling in horror. Turns out… He’s actually one of Wakaba Mutsumi’s multiple personalities?! …… Until one day, the door to his room is suddenly blown off its hinges by a swarm of gravity-defying girls— Asai Yu: “I’m only responsible for experiencing your lives!”

After escaping his own death, the Deity of Void woke up in a human slave's body. He became utterly frustrated after this failed attempt. However, he was glad enough to have escaped. His only problem now... is living in this human body, which has limited time. That's something a deity like him won't be able to bear. He's a deity in a human's body with one goal; to achieve an eternal life. And he would absolutely do anything to achieve it.

What if the monster you were sold to wasn't the real danger? They call him the Monster. Nine wives. Nine graves. No heirs. I was supposed to be the tenth. Sold by my family to save a sister who betrayed me, I thought survival meant staying invisible. But when I healed Alpha Kael Cinderclaw in the snow, I accidentally bound us together, a mate bond neither of us wanted and neither can sever. Now I feel his rage like fire beneath my skin. He feels my fear like a blade against his throat. And the fortress that buried nine wives is watching us both. My family wanted me erased. His enemies want me dead. And Kael? He looks at me like I'm the one thing he can't afford to want—but can't let go. They wanted a sacrifice. They're getting an awakening. In a world where power is everything, the wolfless girl just became the Alpha's greatest weakness, and his most dangerous obsession.

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Enemies-to-Lovers With Bite (KIND OF) At Garrison Academy, power is everything—and Dominic Garrison owns it. As Alpha, king of the halls, and heir to a ruthless legacy, he doesn’t lose control. Not of his pack. Not of his reputation. And certainly not to a plus-size exchange student who refuses to fear him. Kendra Atchinson didn’t come to America looking for romance, destiny, or drama. She came to survive school, protect her friends, and go home untouched. But when fate declares her the Alpha’s mate after a single moment of contact, survival turns into open war. Insults turn into tension. Hate turns into obligation. And when Kendra is badly injured because of Dominic, the punishment is cruelly ironic—he must become her caretaker. Forced proximity, unresolved rage, and a bond neither of them wants slowly unravel the lines they’ve drawn. Because sometimes love doesn’t arrive gently. Sometimes it bites first.

Wut thought the most complicated part of life would be finishing high school. Instead, he keeps running into the same guy. First time: an accident. Second time: still embarrassing. Third time: now he owes him. Phol is cold, unreadable, and annoyingly calm about the whole thing. He doesn’t ask for money, apologies, or explanations. Just a quiet reminder that Wut now owes him three favors. Which would be fine… if Phol were just some random guy. But he isn’t. Phol Thanakrit Rattanapong is the acting CEO of a billion-dollar company, heir to one of the most powerful business families in the country… and somehow, for reasons Wut absolutely cannot understand, he’s suddenly investing in Wut’s struggling band. Now Wut is stuck between band practices, suspicious friends, a roommate who keeps acting weirdly secretive, and a billionaire CEO who seems far too interested in his life. The real question is no longer why do I keep bumping into this guy? It’s… Was it ever an accident at all?

Mario is an ordinary boy with no dream to chase and no future in mind. When he turns sixteen, he leaves the orphanage like all the others, stepping into a life of labor. Choosing the least physically demanding job, he spends two years working long days as a fish cleaner, earning just enough to survive. Unlike the others, Mario refuses to spend his savings on comfort or independence. Instead, he clings to his small home and quietly gives back to the orphanage, helping the director more than anyone else. To him, life is not something to pursue—only something to endure. But on his eighteenth birthday, the life he thought would never change suddenly does. Expecting nothing more than a standard Proficiency Panel, Mario instead receives something unheard of— [Unique Skill: Simulation (?)]

Good news: he transmigrated. Bad news: it wasn’t Konoha, where survival comes with plot armor. Even worse it was Sunagakure, the most reckless and short-sighted village among the Five Great Nations. In the aftermath of the Second Shinobi World War, Yubi looks at a village plagued by talent shortages and crippling resource scarcity—one that may never recover on its own. At that moment, he realizes something clearly: If nothing changes, the Sand will fall. Fortunately, Yubi possesses a system. And with it, he’s confident he can reshape the fate of Sunagakure—even if his starting point is merely a medical ninja. So his first step toward changing history? Recruiting Sasori of the Red Sand—before he ever walks down the path of rebellion. Pull the future S-rank criminal onto his side. Rewrite the tragedy of the Sand. And prove that even a medical ninja can shake the ninja world. Visit my Patreon to read up to 104 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/laktozlu

Mind Reading + Eating Melons + Warm and Lighthearted + Has CP】 NOTE: Those who overhear her gossip may silently agree or respond—but never to her directly. In these chapters, you’ll witness the people quiet reactions, their internal thoughts and silent nods, as they react to her gossip without ever letting her know. Shen Mingzhu accidentally fell into the water, transmigrated, and got bound to a Melon-Eating System. Before she could even eat a melon, she first found out she had transmigrated into a novel! In the book, she is a vicious female supporting character, and even her mother and brothers become cannon fodder. How can this be! Melon-Melons: Host, the emperor's true love is the empress, and his treasured golden nugget is the crown prince. You've been arranged to marry him to become the crown princess! Shen Mingzhu: What? The handsome, strong, and tragic one is my fiancé? Watch me turn him into an idol loved by all! Melon-Melons: Host, your maternal grandfather and two elder brothers are about to be sacrificed! Shen Mingzhu: No way! Watch me expose the traitor and sweep through the enemy army! Melon-Melons: Host, oh, the Princess Chaoyang's consort is having an affair with a maid servant, and they pulled a 'kitten swapped for the princess' trick. Shen Mingzhu: Princess Chaoyang is so pitiful. Should I tell her to beat up that scumbag man and woman?! Crown Prince Yan Beichen woke up one day and found he had a little crown princess. Wherever the crown princess goes, she eats melons there, immersed in the joy of melon-eating every day. Hey, hey, hey! Crown Princess, I'm the crown prince! Please look at me! Unknowingly, the entire Great Yan Dynasty treated Shen Mingzhu with great courtesy and respect. Shen Mingzhu: Melon-Melons, I accidentally became an idol loved by all! Hehe ~~~ Yan Beichen: My crown princess is an idol loved by all! I raise the banner high for my crown princess! Melon-Melons: ...Host is so awesome!

They threw him into the dark to feed a slumbering god. They didn't know the god was starving—and that the boy was hungrier. For ten thousand years, the Blood Lotus Sect has reigned supreme, built on a foundation of ruthless cultivation and a dark secret: they sacrifice their weakest newborns to the Abyssal Pit to appease an ancient horror. But when a nameless, hollow boy is tossed into the dark, he doesn't scream. He doesn't break. With a soul as empty as the void itself, he catches the eye of the dying god below. Instead of consuming him, the ancient entity makes him its vessel. Now, sharing his mind with a cynical, world-ending parasite, the boy climbs out of the abyss wearing the stolen skin and identity of a murdered Outer Court disciple named Dver. To the arrogant young masters and paranoid elders of the sect, Dver is just another piece of trash. A traumatized survivor clinging to the bottom of the hierarchy. They are dead wrong. He is an apex predator wearing a sheep’s skin, and his cultivation requires him to eat theirs. As Dver systematically infiltrates the sect, turning their deadly politics into his own personal hunting ground, he catches the eye of Lyra—the Sect’s flawless, untouchable Saintess. She believes she can purify the broken boy. She thinks she can save him. But Dver doesn't want salvation. He wants to slowly, deliciously corrupt her until she is just as monstrous as he is. A grand sacrifice is approaching. The elders are preparing to feast on the heavens. But they have no idea that the abyss is already walking among them, smiling, and waiting for the perfect moment to swallow them whole.

Hei Anjing is an extreme type of person. Mischievous and loves to play around with annoying people. A Devil may care attitude when in his good mood but horribly terrifying when angered. A cold hearted person with an unparalleled intelligence, who treated others as entertainment. A Nethergod who was supposed to be a Lord that governed the Netherworld as a ruler. Cruelty and Mercilessness are his nature. But despite that his heart only beats for one person. His love, feelings and obsession are for his alone. One whose memories were sealed for some reason. While the other lost his right as a lord and his soul fragments were scattered all over different worlds. Then they've met in those worlds. Bullying the heaven's beloved children and destroying the plots of the worlds creating endless chaos. With both the MC and ML having some problems in the brain and are psychopaths. Will the world end or not? "I will chase and capture you, over and over again. Imprisoning you in my embrace. Until there will be no gaps for you to escape anymore. You are my obsession and my everything." "Capture me. Find me. As long as you do, I will stay by your side until the end. There is no need for you to know what I did for you." A hellish ride of two shameless and evil people. The true meaning of their relationship was hidden within those sealed memories. An action packed journey with thrilling and full of suspense events which you wouldn't like to miss! NO ONE 17 AND UNDER. You have been warned. Credits for the Char. photo: Natalie Riverson (Pinterest)

Warning - Nsfw content #incest #rape #domination #harem When Fang Yuan was going back in time, using Spring Autumn Cicada, something strange happens. A new soul takes over his body. ... Hello gooners, this is going to be Reverend insanity gooning edition with lots of smut. support me on p@treon [email protected]/ guilt_free_daoist disc0rd link https://discord.gg/AumjbStUb

To save her dying father, medical student Sofia De Luca is forced into a marriage with Dante Vitale—the city’s most feared mafia don. He wants a trophy wife to legitimize his empire. She wants freedom and a future as a surgeon. But when a bullet puts his life in her hands, she becomes his only hope… and his greatest weakness. In a world of blood, betrayal, and dangerous desires, their vows may be the deadliest trap of all. He bought her. He owns her. But she’s the one holding the scalpel.