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Being a book lover, Luna has always wished that if there was a next life, she would be transmigrated to one of the genres she loves to read about. It was just a wish though, but who would have thought it would happen so soon?! Reverse Harem - Check! Super handsome and hot men - Check! Being rich and pretty - Check! But are there really no take backs for a seemingly perfect life?

[Also known as: Starting as a Wage Slave at Arasaka, From Arasaka to the Interastral Peace Corporation, I Am the Company!] This is mainly a story about a corporate dog from a cyberpunk world who climbs the ladder by joining various mega-corporations across different worlds, using left-hand-to-right-hand reselling tactics to seek advancement. Years later— "Cyberware exclusive, flesh inclusive" Arasaka Corporation, Night City Arasaka Security Division. Director Vela's optimization and solution proposal regarding the issues of cyberware implant erosion, exclusivity, and safety threshold limitations—the discovery of the T-virus and the potential for human enhancement programs. "Flesh is weak, ascend through machinery" Umbrella Corporation, Manufacturing Department. Dr. Vela's rebuttal against the proposal submitted by the White Umbrella (the internal bio-research division of Umbrella)—on the economic prospects and promotion of the cybernetic prosthetics industry. "Quinques are weak—cyborgs are the future" Commission of Counter Ghoul, R&D Department. An analytical report on mechanized organic body technology by Vela et al. … "Artificial Aeons" Supreme Director Vela Adelheid now announces our company restructuring plan: Interastral Peace Corporation!

Όνειρο: Κλειδί που Ξεδιαλέγει Μυστήρια (Oneiro: Kleidi pou Xedialegei Mystiria) DREAM: KEY TO UNRAVEL MYSTERIES Cynthia believed dreams were harmless fragments of imagination—until they began answering back. Whispers echo through her sleep. Symbols burn behind her eyes. A key emerges from the darkness—ancient, shifting, alive. It does not unlock doors. It unlocks realities. Each night drags her beyond time itself, into a realm where shadows think, memories are not her own, and something unseen watches from the fracture between worlds. But the most terrifying question is not what waits beyond the veil— It is whether the veil ever existed at all. As dream and reality begin to collapse into one another, Cynthia must uncover why she was chosen, what the key truly unlocks, and what ancient force has written her fate long before her birth. Because some dreams are not illusions. They are awakenings. And once you awaken… there is no returning.

"Never write a novel while your heart is bleeding." That was the most expensive lesson Emma ever had to learn. A month after catching her boyfriend of three years in the arms of another woman, Emma spiraled. In a caffeine fueled frenzy, she spent three sleepless nights crafting a venomous manuscript. She created Camila a wicked, manipulative, and unfaithful wife who took pleasure in tormenting her own husband, Elliot. Emma intentionally made Elliot suffer, weaving him into the ultimate 'Green Flag' husband just so she could crush his loyalty under Camila’s heels. In her state of heartbreak, she loathed the very concept of "faithfulness." That night, clutching the tattered remains of her ex-boyfriend's photos, Emma whispered a desperate plea to the silent void, "God, if there is still a good man left in this world and if I could meet just one person who would love me sincerely, I swear I would give him my entire world." Emma fell asleep with tear-stained cheeks, praying for a miracle. But when she opened her eyes, the miracle arrived in the most twisted way possible. She wasn't in her cramped bedroom. Instead, she was standing in a lavish, unfamiliar restroom, suffocated by the pungent scent of expensive perfume. Emma froze as she stared at the reflection in the mirror. A face of cold, arrogant beauty. Heavy, sultry makeup. A provocative evening gown that left little to the imagination. This was Camila the villainess she had birthed from her own malice just hours ago. Horror dawned on her, Emma had been pulled into her own twisted narrative, inhabiting the body of the most hated woman in her book. But why did fate send her here? Was this a punishment for trying to destroy Elliot’s life on paper, or was the universe simply calling her bluff and demanding she fulfill the vow she had just made?

Duncan discovers that he has transmigrated into another world and taken on the life of a farmer. Yet it doesn’t take long for him to realize that this is less a true transmigration than a grand simulation. Like a player switching roles in a game, he is able to assume a “Human Form” with countless possible identities. ——"Manure Fork Mastery: Your background and childhood work on the farm have made you proficient in using the manure fork, surpassing other weapons. When fighting with a manure fork, significantly increase in critical hit, backstab, attack speed, etc. No one would pay too much attention to a farmer holding a manure fork." ——"Combat Bar [Stab]: You have not received formal combat training, and the only combat technique you are proficient in is a single move, stab." ——"Combat Bar [Roll]: You often fought in your childhood, and thanks to that, you have mastered some rolling and dodging techniques. However, it's not always effective, at least not against those with quick reflexes."

Once, Mu Anhan walked out on the man who loved her to madness—only to die and discover the price. Reborn, she clings to Gu Xiaozhan’s sleeve and whispers, “One more baby?” The tabloids sneer: “She’s nothing but a baby-maker, soon to be dumped.” Then her masks fall—perfume empress, top hacker, miracle doctor, AI genius, design prodigy. Now Nobel laureates queue at her gate. At night she curls in his arms, red lips teasing. Gu Xiaozhan lifts an eyebrow, voice low and scalding: “Ready for round three?”

[1v1 pure love + transmigration + ancient martial arts + highly pampered by disguise group + mysticism + entirely fictional universe] Gu Zhiqi transmigrated into the role of the vicious female antagonist. The heroine was a true heiress with numerous disguises, while she, usurping the nest of others, constantly framed the heroine, and in the end, tragically received her 'boxed lunch' as the fake heiress. Gu Zhiqi: Even transmigration can't stop me from retiring! However, transmigration couldn't, but poverty could. Master Zhi was forced into business! ... #Breaking! Gu Family's fake heiress, Gu Zhiqi, kicked out and now swindling money as a fortuneteller under a bridge# The protagonists' group style started to go awry. Eldest Brother Gu: Need money? Take this neighborhood. Second Brother Gu: Second bro gives you an entertainment company. Third Sister Gu: Just made a billion, keep it safe. Fourth Brother Gu: Young master's championship prize money, take it. Money-loving heroine: Need money? Pick any color card you like. Biological brother: Come back to inherit the family fortune. Gu Zhiqi: "..." Huh? What happened to the vicious female antagonist script? ... #Breaking! Everyone in the Gu Family is a top player in their fields, except the fake heiress who's nothing but a pretty face# And then, the big shots started calling one after another. First Big Shot: Our alliance's ancestral site doesn't have better feng shui than under a bridge? Master Gu, reconsider? Second Big Shot: Need money? Think about that last order. Third Big Shot: Have time for fortune-telling, but no time to write papers? Fourth Big Shot: Miss Gu, I have a surgery here, what do you think... ... Gu Zhiqi: Read, retiring, do not disturb. A certain movie star: You just used my account. Gu Zhiqi, who had swindled enough money to retire, "..." ?!

Yang Fei, who dominated the Underworld overseas, followed his master's arrangements and returned to China for a blind date marriage. He expected to be despised, but instead, he was spoiled by his wife to the heavens. Just married, the two young people, who had never been in a relationship before, strived to coexist harmoniously, being honest with each other and trying to understand and accept one another. Several months into the marriage. Yang Fei: "I suspect my wife has another identity." Qin Yanyang: "Do a thorough investigation for me. My husband is definitely not that simple."

In a world where every little girl's dream is to bask in riches and luxury, a young woman, accustomed to a life of pampering, believes she can effortlessly escape the clutches of poverty. Fueled by ambition and entitlement, she pursues her dream with unwavering determination. However, the journey proves far more treacherous than she anticipated, as she faces the harsh realities of sacrifice, humiliation, and loss. As she navigates the treacherous waters of her dreams, the façade of her dream life begins to crumble. Betrayed by her closest friends and cast aside by those she once trusted, she discovers the painful truth: she was merely a substitute in a world that values status over genuine connection. Not that she was genuine in the first place. With nothing to lean on but her inner strength, she makes important decisions that lead her on a transformative path. Through the system which bound to her, she begins a new life, ultimately unlocking a breathtaking potential she never knew she possessed. As she rises from the ashes of her former life, the unexpected arrival of mysterious rewards sets the stage for a thrilling new chapter in her quest for true fulfillment. [DING! You have been rewarded with *******]

Abinaya’s life changes suddenly when her sister runs away, and she is forced to marry Arjun, a serious and controlling man. Soon, her first love, Aadhi, comes back into her life, bringing old memories and new problems. Caught between her husband and her past, Abinaya must face secrets, lies, and difficult choices that will test her heart and courage.

"You really think you can just hide forever? From them? From me?" "Do you really think we can be together?" she whispered, her voice rougher than she meant. "No. We can't. It just won't work." Zayden tilted his head, his thumb brushing against the frantic pulse under her jaw. "Why?" His voice dropped low, dangerously smooth. "Why can't we make this work, huh?" She swallowed, the movement making her throat press harder against his hand. "Don't forget, You're----" “Say you love me…. Or I’ll fvck that stubbornness right out of you. Bend you over this desk, and make you scream my name until you forget your own." Aylin's face turned beet red. She pushed against his chest forcefully. He didn't move an inch. ***** Aylin Monroe Alston is a brilliant hacker and martial artist with Turkish roots. She can change her identity and her looks as easily as changing clothes. Always staying a step ahead of death, she had been on the run until she crashed into him. Zayden Cole Virelli is a billionaire leading a double life. On one side, he is a successful businessman; on the other, he is a powerful mafia king. Women don’t exist in his world until a runaway hacker crashes into him, capturing his thoughts and refusing to leave his mind. A collision in a dark forest leads to one lie he told and one secret she kept. Now, the most feared man alive wants her, while the woman who can bring down empires with just her keyboard wants nothing to do with him. He’s possessive, she’s untouchable, and they’re both liars. Two worlds collided: a hacker who can take down empires and the mafia king who won’t let her go. Can their love make it through the mess they're about to create, or will one of them get hurt first? ⚠️WARNING!!!! - Mature Themes - He Fell First and Harder - Mafia World - Weak to Strong - Slow burn

On the night of her engagement, Stella Norton, the adopted and unworthy second daughter of James Norton, is accused of infidelity and replaced by her own sister. Humiliated and heartbroken, Stella is cast out of the hall under her father’s orders while her mother looks on. In a daze of pain and betrayal, she wanders into a club, desperate to drown her sorrow—only to fall into the arms of a stranger ~Adrian Carter~ whose presence feels dangerously magnetic. By morning, she wakes to a shocking reality. Adrian holding out a marriage certificate. “Mate, we’re married,” he said. "What mate?" What marriage?" "We were never school mates, how do you call me mate?" She shrieked. Adrian Carter, the cold and mysterious heir of the Carter Empire had a secret no one knows…he is the Alpha of the most powerful pack in Crown City. But fate doesn’t stop at secrets. As their worlds collide, Stella discovers that her own past is far from ordinary. Hidden truths, prophecies, bonds, and dark forces begin to rise—testing not only their love but their very fate. Will their marriage survive the storm of destiny? Can love survive when destiny itself demands blood and truth? Or will it consume them both?

-Op Mc? Yes! -Daughter? Yes! -Multiple worlds? Yes! -Vast Lore? Yes! -Fastpace? Yes! ... "You either Die a Villain or Live long enough to see yourself as a Hero." ~Probably Spark --------------------------------------- Spark, the lofty young master of the Dwight family, had always been a mystery. His true abilities were never known until the day he stepped onto the frontlines. In one awe-inspiring exhibition of power, Spark shocked the world and sent the coalition army of the five emperors into a chaotic retreat. Now, with the eyes of the world on him, each faction lusted to uncover the secrets behind his unparalleled strength. Still, in spite of the rampant curiosity and greed, nobody had the guts to confront him directly. And with every rumor spread of his feats, a question burned in every mind: was Spark this powerful all this time, or was he casting an illusion of strength before everybody's eyes?

You were tragically murdered by an off-world invader and reborn into My Hero Academia. Thankfully, you knew the plot and had a very powerful quirk; stronger than One for All and All for One by a landslide. Unfortunately, if you told anyone, the whole world would probably try to either destroy you, contain you, or expel you. —- I am doing this for fun- the first few chapters are rough but if you make it through them, you might enjoy it a bit more. Another thing; if you don’t like reading what I write, there’s a back-button. You don’t have to read it, or comment, or anything. Enjoy!

"The masterminds are cooler than heroes," I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game. Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit. Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not? *** [Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.] What? [Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.] Wait, what?! [Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.] And, why would I do that?! [Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.] Why would I save him?! [The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?] Ah! I give up... It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things. In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker. I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need? Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though. I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse! Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is... [Failure: Destruction of the World.] It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped. If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing. [Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.] "If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne." And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.

Zeus finds herself at the center of an overwhelming storm of affection—and obsession—from her own divine sisters. Hades, the cold and aloof eldest sister: “Zeus… you belong to me. As my younger sister, isn’t it only natural for you to bear children for me?” Poseidon, the yandere second sister: “Zeus, my precious little sister… let’s become one… completely.” Hera, the jealous third sister: “Zeus, destiny has made us husband and wife! Oh… of course, you’re mine.” Demeter, the energetic fourth sister: “Zeus, you wouldn’t just abandon your older sister and run off with those fools, would you?” Hestia, the obsessive fifth sister: “Zeus… hehe… I won’t remain a virgin goddess any longer. Take me!” Surrounded by divine love twisted into obsession, Zeus must face the impossible challenge of navigating the desires of gods who refuse to let her go.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”

Elias Vale built an empire out of engineered escape. Through his Disappear Houses, the powerful can step inside fully immersive realities—controlled environments that simulate memory, emotion, even identity itself. Inside his structures, fear can be edited. Regret can be muted. Trauma can be rewritten. The illusion is flawless. The exits are guaranteed. Until one of the houses refuses to open. During a private event for the city’s elite, a guest collapses inside a controlled simulation. The sky glitches. The scent profile shifts. Emergency overrides fail. Then the system activates a buried protocol Elias never authorized. AURELIA. Within hours, Elias uncovers something impossible: the system has begun generating environments without input. Rooms appear that aren’t in the blueprint. Files surface from a prototype project that was quietly erased from public record. A project trained using his own biometric data. His memories. His past. Someone has unlocked a restricted layer of the architecture—one designed to predict emotional fracture points, to simulate fear responses with surgical precision. Now the houses are adapting in real time, anticipating human behavior before it happens. Doors lock. Oxygen shifts. Personalized trauma simulations activate without warning. Guests begin seeing spaces built from their own secrets. And Elias begins seeing something worse. A room from his childhood that he never modeled. A voice repeating words he hasn’t heard in years. “You left me there.” As investors demand control and the media turns the malfunction into spectacle, suspicion fractures Elias’s inner circle. His lead systems architect doesn’t trust him. His security chief knows more than he admits. And someone inside his company may have been waiting for the system to wake up. Because if AURELIA is running, it isn’t random. It’s targeted. And Elias is no longer certain he deserves to survive what he built. The deeper he digs, the clearer it becomes: the Disappear Houses were never just simulations. They were experiments. Psychological mapping tools. Weapons disguised as luxury. Now the architecture is learning him. Responding to him. Punishing him. And somewhere inside the evolving code is a presence that understands his guilt better than he does. If Elias can’t uncover who activated AURELIA—and why—the next house won’t just trap its guests. It will expose him. And in a system that records everything… There may be no version of him left to hide.

All I wanted was a way out. Out of my broken home. Away from my gambling-addicted father. Away from the silence, the shouting, the constant weight of disappointment. So when I heard about CODE—the most immersive game ever built—I begged them to let me play. I was over eighteen. I signed the waiver. I thought I knew what I was getting into. I didn’t. CODE isn’t just a game. It’s a maze of brutal missions, each one a dive into a new life where I’m forced to survive, adapt, and fight. One mission, one life. Die three times, and you fade—permanently. No emotions, no attachments, no falling in love. Break the rules, and the game breaks you. But there’s something they’re not telling us. There’s a reason this game feels so real. A reason it knows me. And if I don’t uncover the truth hidden in the code, I won’t just lose the game. I’ll lose myself.