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[Romance] Lord Black Dragon Still Hasn't Hatched Today

Jasmine received "shocking" news: she had to marry the Dragon Ghost as his wife. But in exchange, after the marriage, she would inherit the entire estate, subjects, and territory of her husband. Jasmine was overjoyed: "Is there such a sweet deal in this world?" On the wedding day, she dressed up sharply and stepped into the magnificent cathedral, casting an affectionate glance toward her future partner. And then she saw... a Dragon Egg. The majestic Dragon Ghost was nowhere to be seen; there was only an egg lying there all by itself. Inventory of assets: A dilapidated castle, with drafty winds blowing in from all directions. Subjects: Three hundred skin-and-bone slaves who, at first glance, looked like walking skeletons about to collapse from hunger. Territory: A dead land spanning ten thousand square kilometers around the Dragon Valley, so desolate that "dogs eat stones and chickens eat pebbles." Jasmine knew she had fallen for the scam of the century, but unfortunately, the knights who escorted Jasmine here had long since "whipped their horses and vanished," running away a long time ago. An old butler, so aged he could barely walk, tremblingly stepped forward, waiting for the new Lord's instructions: "My Lord..." Jasmine held the "egg-husband" in her arms, and her rational nerves snapped: "I have land and people, could I really let myself starve to death?" Putting words into action, Jasmine rolled up her sleeves and officially embarked on the path of tilling the soil to get rich. Many years later. A strange town suddenly appeared on the mainland, rumored to be obscenely wealthy. From that place flowed exquisite fabrics, pure white porcelain, and sparkling jewelry... Anyone who had ever set foot there could not help but exclaim in amazement, while wandering poets competed to compose poems praising that prosperity until their throats were sore. A certain greedy King became overcome with avarice and brought a massive army, intending to seize the town for his own. The result? They were treated to the sight of a giant dragon descending from the sky to "pay them a visit."
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 161.7k Views

House Of Puppets

Arthur Moreau was not just a player. He was the best. In a massively multiplayer game notorious for its brutal complexity and unforgiving systems, Arthur stood at the top. While others blamed imbalance or randomness, he mapped mechanics, dissected probabilities, and reduced chaos to structure. His reputation was not built on personality. It was built on dominance. At the center of that dominance stood his character: Gepetto. The most powerful Marionettist ever created. A class feared for its indirect warfare, battlefield control, and absolute manipulation. Gepetto did not overpower enemies — he repositioned them. He did not charge into combat — he decided who moved, who fell, and who never realized they were already defeated. Then, during a live broadcast, everything fractures. No warning. No transition screen. No system notification. Arthur is dragged into the game. Not as a beginner. Not as a weakened version of himself. But as Gepetto — at the height of his power. His skills remain. His mechanical knowledge remains. His understanding of builds, factions, exploits, and hidden systems remains. What changes is the world. Pain is real. Death is permanent. There is no respawn. No reset. No logout. And the systems he once exploited now react unpredictably — because players were variables. People are not. Trapped inside the body of the most feared Marionettist, Arthur realizes something unsettling: Power in theory is clean. Power in reality reshapes everything around it. In this world, the name Arthur Moreau no longer matters. Only one question does: Who truly holds the strings?
MisterElegance · 18.5k Views

Douluo: Dragon God vs Grandmaster

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, Yu Xiaogang became a young Grandmaster, but he refused to accept his fate. Through hard work and research on martial souls, he defied destiny and eventually became a Limit Douluo. Just then, the heavens descended. [Comparison of the two Douluos, first: Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang and Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang] Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang awakened the martial soul Luo Sanpao, with only half a level of innate soul power. He cursed the heavens all day long, expending a huge amount of his family's resources to force himself to reach level ten. Then, based on his own theories, he selected a pig-like soul beast, depriving Luo Sanpao of the opportunity to evolve, leaving his soul power at level twenty-nine without any further progress. Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang, with the same martial soul and innate soul power, contributed the secret of whale glue in exchange for growth resources. After reaching level ten, with the thought of dying if he didn't succeed, he absorbed the soul ring of a pure-blooded dragon-type soul beast, defying destiny and allowing Luo Sanpao to gradually transform and evolve into the Holy Light Dragon. And it wasn't just in cultivation, research, or even personal conduct that Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang completely overwhelmed Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang, letting everyone know that such a vast difference could exist even within the same person. Bibi Dong: "Why can we be together in that world? Xiaogang, why can't you try harder?" Yu Yuanzhen: "This kind of person should be my son!" Ning Fengzhi: "Compared to Dragon God Douluo, Yu Xiaogang doesn't deserve to be called a Grandmaster at all!" Flander: "I've already become a Title Douluo over there? Honestly, can we switch brothers?" Later, the comparison between Blue Silver Entangled Tang San and Ultimate Life Tang San was introduced, and only then did people realize that under the influence of Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang, the entire continent had already undergone a dramatic change.
OPPLUS · 2.4k Views

Transmigration: I’m Not An Omegina!

Silver-Winged Snake Beastman Owen was wandering when he accidentally saved a heavily injured Omegina; he happily brought the person back to prepare for mating. Before he could even touch the Omegina, Owen was thrown over the shoulder by him. Owen lay on the ground, staring at the deep blue sky, feeling his worldview crumbling. Aren't all Omeginas supposed to be very weak? Aren't all Omeginas supposed to be very timid? Why is the future mate he found so ferocious? ... Rowan was a top-tier Alpha during the era of interstellar warfare; during a battle, he accidentally transmigrated to a strange world. While struggling to survive, Rowan was mistaken for an Omegina by Owen, who rescued him with the intention of laying eggs together. Rowan had screamed no fewer than a hundred times: I am not an Omegina, I am not! Unfortunately, no one believed him... ... *World Setting: 1. Rowan's original world: The Mecha Era, set against the backdrop of a war with the Insect Race. There are three genders in this world: Alpha, Beta, and Omega. 2. The world Rowan transmigrated to: A primitive Beastman world with two genders. Beastmen can transform into beast forms for combat. Omeginas are similar to male Omegas in Rowan's original world: frail and capable of reproduction. 3. Forms of address for parents: Beastman fathers are called "Daddy". Omegina fathers are called "Papa". ... *A few words from the author: This story mainly revolves around the courtship journey of the Silver-Winged Snake Beastman Owen. It contains elements of war, tribe building, and civilization construction; however, these are not explored deeply, so please do not expect too much. There may be many inconsistencies, so I hope for your understanding. Happy reading!
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 218.8k Views

I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!

After transmigrating into a book he had just finished reading, Eric found himself cast as the villainous cannon fodder. The original owner of the body was secretly and wholeheartedly in love with Max, the tribe's strongest warrior, but Max and Michael had grown up together and gradually developed feelings for each other. The original owner tried every means to obstruct them, was eventually exiled by the tribe, and died a miserable death from hunger and cold that winter. Many races existed on this continent, and he was not even human. Eric looked at the piece of grilled meat before him, burnt black as charcoal, and a handful of beans so hard they felt like they could chip his teeth. He looked up at the thatched roof that leaked rain in the summer and let snow through in the winter. Behind him, a small lion cub was wailing for food. Oh, and this little lion cub was also the story's devoted second male lead. The first step was to improve his life. What, the beastmen do not know how to farm? No problem, they can learn. Then they would not have to starve during the winter. Thatched huts, mud houses, and tents could all be replaced! The arrogant Elf race had a strong affinity for plants, which was perfect for farming, and the Dragon race could breathe fire, which was perfect for firing bricks! Humans called the Fantasy Dream Continent a cursed land. Later, a wandering poet would tell tales of the Snow Wolf Tribe who lived there, possessing all sorts of delicacies and fine, home-brewed wine whose aroma could travel for ten miles, leaving a rich aftertaste. Once the rumor spread, countless adventuring parties and mercenaries felt compelled to explore the land, even at the risk of being beaten half to death. Eric utilized the advantages of his bloodline, diligently farming and building infrastructure, leading the tribe toward a better life. It was just that one day he would pick up a prince of the Human race, and the next, a prince of the Elf race. With a prince of the Beastman Kingdom already in his house, Eric was at his wit's end. Perhaps I should just build a nation for all of you! And another thing, you, the main male lead, stop hovering around me! ... Auther: Please forgive my mistakes, as English is not my first language. I appreciate your understanding!
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 1.5m Views

My Seven Wives in One Body and Me, her Manager

*Marry one girl, get six more inside her, become a harem with 7 wives with only one body* In a parallel world, where the world has fallen into darkness, with only a few humans left living in domed cities that can walk in the darkness, a young man wakes up next to his school building after being struck by two watermelons on his head. When he wakes up, he realizes that everything has changed, as he has come from the real world. In the real world, he is a fat, cross-eyed, and antisocial young man, though this is not his fault, as his appearance makes him shunned. Strangely, the entire school is the same, even the people are identical, except they look more like military than students. This is the adventure of a young man and his wife, where every student who has reached the age of 15 must marry and have children for the survival of humanity which is almost extinct, such is the pressure from the government. However, his wife is very unusual. The young man is not only married to one body and one identity, but also to six other identities, each with their own form, extraordinary powers, and combat abilities that could cause a second apocalypse. They also have distinct personalities. When the young man transforms, all seven become so infatuated with him that they attack anyone near him. How will the young man cope with having seven wives in one body, each with their own personality? And how will their love story unfold? PS : Please give honest review, many thanks for reading, have a good life. FB : Dajo Gunz
Dajo_Gunz · 112.6k Views

I Wanted a 2D Harem Isekai, Got a Rule-Horror Game

Crossing into the 2D world, with both parents dead, money in my pocket, and a place to live. Even if the universe’s ‘no-imouto clause’ is in effect, this still looks like the classic daily-life harem-protagonist trajectory in a 2D world, right? Surely next comes the otaku-bait development, a wonderful story of being surrounded by girls, yes? [Welcome to the “Sacrifice Game.” We wish you the chance to witness the end within true fear.] Wait a sec— This script isn’t right, is it? Corpses whispering, shadowed pits creeping, paper effigies asking for directions, a cursed village’s night patrol, an eye peering from under the bed… Grotesque rules weave a blood-stained net; there is no escape. Only by facing the endless nightmare head-on can one fight for a sliver of life. So, since I’m being entangled by all these horrors, can I get a system? Preferably the kind that becomes overpowered just by checking in! While I was thinking that, I realized I’d gotten the ability to roll back after death. It sure is a cheat—but doesn’t that mean I have to keep betting my life on trial and error? I refuse! I don’t want to be a Subaru-style, die-and-retry protagonist! Someone save me, please! Then I turned around and saw the girls trapped with me: Shinomiya Kaguya, Fujiwara Chika, Gotō Hitori, Yotsuya Miko, and others. Damn it, then bring it on! How could I let beautiful girls be sacrificed in a place like this? I’ll create a happy world—no Urobuchi-style tragedy and no grimdark despair! .... This is a translation of a Chinese Novel, with minor changes in some parts of the original story.
Gods_And_Chakra · 560.1k Views

THE UNMAKEN : ANAMORPH-0

The First Opening had no warning. Portals tore open across the world and monsters poured through them, and by the time humanity understood what was happening, millions were already gone. Cities burned. Governments fell. The world came closer to ending than anyone who lived through it ever fully admitted. Then the portals sealed themselves. The monsters that couldn't adapt died out. And humanity rebuilt quietly, carefully around the ones that didn't. Eighteen years later, the Second Opening began. The dormant portals started pulling people in. Anyone who got too close vanished. Search teams vanished too. The world built memorials and tried to move on. Then the vanished came back. Not all of them. But the ones who returned weren't the same. Something on the other side had changed them and given them power that normal humans didn't carry. They called it Awakening. They built Academies, created the rank system, and spent eighteen years preparing the next generation for what everyone prayed wasn't coming. Aaron Emegrey went through the ceremony like everyone else. The system scanned him and returned nothing. Null. No rank, no class, no power. Just a blank display and a room full of people who moved on before he reached his seat. But he felt something at that console. A pressure behind a wall the system couldn't read. Nd that night and the portal coordinates shifted. A pattern too deliberate to be random, pointed directly at the Academy. The Third Opening isn't coming. It's already been aimed. And the only person who noticed is the one the world already counted out. *A progression fantasy about a boy with no power in a world that's about to need exactly what he has*. There gonna be a 3 chapters a day. And one day break. except the sat and Sunday.
Brinenine · 8.8k Views