He destroyed my family. Now he owns me. Three months ago, I was Elena Castellano heiress to a billion-dollar empire. Today, I'm his captive in a penthouse prison, bound by a contract I didn't fully understand. Damien Cross took everything, my father's company, our fortune and our name. But he saved the cruelest punishment for me. Every night I lie under the man who orchestrated our ruin. Every morning I wake up craving the enemy who should disgust me. He says I'm paying for my family's sins, but his hands worship me deeply like I'm salvation itself. Then I found the files. The evidence. The truth that changes everything. He didn't just destroy us, he had every right to. Now I'm caught between the life I thought I knew and the man I thought was the devil. Because Damien Cross isn't just my captor. He's not just my obsession. He might be my only chance at redemption... or my complete destruction. In this game of power and revenge, there are no innocent players. Only survivors!!

I’m your average girl—well, *was*—who spends most of her days buried in CEO romance novels. Yeah, I know, *so cliche*, right? But hey, we all have our guilty pleasures. So, what about work, you ask? Well, my job made it easy to read the day away as long as I got my tasks done by the end of the day. Sounds perfect, right? Simple, right? Well, that's because I was a librarian. *Past tense.* Why? Because some arrogant, narcissistic jerk gets me fired. Why? Apparently, I didn’t notice him walking up to the counter because I was too busy getting lost in my latest book. Now, you’d think any *normal* person would just tap me on the shoulder and say, “Excuse me.” But no, this guy *decides* to get me fired. Rude? Oh, you bet. But that’s not even the worst part. Oh, no. The real problem started when I decided to get my revenge. That’s when I got tangled up with him… in more ways than one. Now, not only am I working for this narcissistic jerk, but I’m doing it undercover. Why? Because apparently, he has an issue with women working for him... especially when things get *too close* in the sheets. (Yeah, you *get* where this is going.) So, I’m pretending to be a man. Why? Because I need the job. It’s high-paying, and it’s my ticket out of my miserable, *pathetic* life. I mean, revenge is great and all, but I’ve got bills to pay. Money’s my new love, and there’s no way I’m letting some petty rivalry get in the way of it. The tricky part? Balancing my need for cash with the fear of being exposed. I’ve got two huge secrets: one, I’m the woman who shared the sheets with him. And two? I’m a woman, disguised as a man, and praying every day that my cover doesn’t blow. One wrong move, and my entire life—my job, my reputation, my *revenge*—could come crashing down. So, yeah, no pressure. But hey, what’s life without a little drama, right? Right."

What happens when a BL fangirl wakes up smack in the middle of her favourite BL story? Naturally, you'd expect her to fangirl from the sidelines, cheering for the MCs like the dedicated shipper she is. But plot twist—she’s now a guy. And not just any guy—a ridiculously handsome guy! After spending an embarrassing amount of time winking at her own reflection and flexing muscles she never had before, she decides, “Why just watch the romance when you can be the romance?” Armed with good looks, charm, and way too much insider knowledge of every trope imaginable, she sets out to conquer every character in the story, including the MC she used to fangirl over. But wait… Does this make her gay? Or straight? Or just hopelessly in love with her own fictional fantasy? Frankly, she’s too busy causing chaos (and enjoying it) to care. PS: There is smut, and it's reverse harem :3 And Mpreg!

Content Warning: Contains mature themes that may be unsuitable for underaged readers. Excerpt Ragnar finally looked up. His eyes roamed her face, then dropped lower and lingered just a second too long. “Careful, princess. Keep taunting me like that and I’ll start thinking you like our nightly sparring.” “And if I did?” Her voice was soft now. Almost playful. “Would you stop pretending that you don't like it when I challenge you?” He rose from his seat slowly until he stood toe to toe with her. “Tell me something, Circe.” She tilted her chin up. “What?” “If I kissed you right now… Would you slap me, stab me, or kiss me back?” Her breath hitched. “That depends.” “On?” “How good the kiss is.” A pause. Something hummed between them, something neither of them dared name. Ragnar’s gaze dropped to her mouth. “Do you want me to find out?” She smiled, slow and wicked. “Make it worth the risk.” **** She was forced to marry the man who led the attack on her people. After her father is murdered, Circe is forced to leave her home and become a prisoner of the enemy. When she is taken to the enemy territory, she expects to be tortured physically in every way imaginable. But what she hadn't expected was for the vampire king to offer her up as a bride to his illegitimate son, the very same man that had her people slaughtered. It was a fate worse than torture. With her little brother's life on the line and with nowhere to run, Circe is forced to succumb to her fate. Right then she vowed in the name of her dead father to bring her husband to his knees. She would have her revenge, even if it meant destroying herself in the process. From the first time Prince Ragnar laid eyes on Circe, he knew she was going to be trouble. But trouble had never looked so intriguing. She was a puzzle he couldn't solve and that fact only drew him closer. Like a moth to a flame, she threatened to consume him. She would be his very own demise. Circe's presence in Lamora awoke something sinister, a malicious entity roaming the lands. From dusk till dawn, the streets of Lamora becomes engulfed in a strange fog and from within the voice of a woman can be heard. Anyone who wanders out at night when the fog comes, vanishes seemingly without a trace. Never to be found again. what happens when Circe's brother becomes a victim of this evil presence? What happens when Circe has no other choice but to team up with her husband, who she despises, in order to find the truth behind the disappearances and the evil magic plaguing their lands.

[WARNING]: Extreme Sexual Situations BDSM Very Dirty Talks Explicit Sexual Content 18+ ONLY Humiliation & many more. ____________________ Witches — Werewolves Imagine being fated to not one, not two and not three but four Alphas who hates you with all their being. This is Heaven’s life. She’s confused and doesn’t know what to do. But when the they find out what she is and stop hating her and beg her to take them. Will she forgive them Or Will she treat them like shit just like they’ve done to her for SIX years? WHY DON’T YOU READ TO FIND OUT!!!! : ) ————— I ran towards the door. I wanted to escape. I couldn't watch this happen. My mates were in bed with another woman right in front of me. "Where do you think you're going?" Damian said, looking up from Sofia's mouth. "Oh Heaven , you need to stay and watch how real men pleasure me. Maybe you will learn something," she said with her evil smile plastered on her face. I shook my head frantically. I didn't want to watch. I couldn't watch . I might end up fainting from heartbreak. I reached out to the door, before I could open it, Dylan moved with supernatural werewolf speed and grabbed my arm, pulling me away from the door. "Why don't you ever listen?" he asked, irritated and annoyed at me wanting to escape their cruelty. He dragged me towards a chair by the corner of the room. I struggled and struggled with all my strength to break free from his grip, but it was too strong. He pushed me onto the chair, then Desmond came behind holding a rope in his hands. My eyes widened in horror, and my heart began to beat faster when I realized what they were about to do. I tried to scream but I couldn't. I began to cry heavily as tears dripped down my face. I looked at each of them, and they all had smiles on their faces. They were excited. Sofia had the biggest smile. I was helpless and trapped. I was a prisoner in my own marriage. ******** For Six years, Heaven Hale has lived as less than nothing. Once the cherished daughter of the Pack’s Beta, she became a slave the day her father was accused of treason and executed alongside her mother. The trauma stole her voice and she became mute and even her wolf had refused to resurface. She tried to survive the pack by being invincible as much as possible. Worst of all, Sofia Cromwell, her childhood best friend had turned on her. When Heaven fell and became nothing, Sofia chose power over loyalty and became her cruelest enemy, She began to treat her lower than a servant, punishing her without any good reason. She became the quadruplets favourite and the future Luna of the pack. The Bloodstone Quadruplets, Damian, Damon, Desmond, and Dylan the Alphas of the Full Moon Pack were once Heaven’s protectors and childhood friends also turned their back on her, they had promised to be their mate but now, Sofia was all over them , they did everything Sofia wanted them to do. They only see her only as the Daughter of the man who tried to kill their parents and destroy the pack. Until every thing changed, On the night of their ascension, a silver mate bond appears before the entire pack not on Sofia’s wrist, but on Heaven’s. The bond ties her to all four Alpha brothers. A mute, wolf-less servant and a hybrid… Mated to the Four rulers of the pack. It should never have happened. It should have been rejected. ————— Heaven finds out that her whole life was a lie and that she wasn’t who she though she was. How will she survive amongst people who hated her kind and wish to see them burnt at the steak? P.S: From now on, we’ll have two chapters updated daily

A Woman is reincarnated in MCU as an Extra with no system, cheats etc... She will survive & try her best to not die. This Fanfic will have dark moments. Support us with your Power Stones, we really appreciate it.

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.

Lucas "Luke" Chandler is a master of illusion, but his magic is all about sleight of hand and clever tricks, not real sorcery. In a twist of fate, Luke finds himself transported to a world where magic is genuine and powerful. Hailed as a great magician, Luke must use his wits and skills to keep up the charade and survive in this fantastical realm. As Luke navigates his new life, hilarity and danger follow him at every turn. From outsmarting people to dodging magical creatures, he must continually perform the ultimate illusion: convincing everyone that he possesses true magical power. Amidst the adventure, Luke grapples with his identity and the constant threat of being exposed as a fraud. In a world where magic is real, Luke discovers that the greatest power might just be his unique ability to blend illusion with reality. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events and incidents are the product of the author's imagination and his only. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Heavy language is used in the story. Blood, gore, violence and sexual acts are also depicted in the story. Update: a chapters a day Site: https://akikure.carrd.co/

After the Fourth Great Ninja War, peace spread across the shinobi world. Under Naruto Uzumaki’s leadership, Konohagakure prospered. The nations signed treaties. Trade flourished. Smiles replaced bloodshed. But beneath that fragile calm lay stagnation. Blinded by the illusion of peace, Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha chose stability over vigilance. They guarded the present—but failed to prepare for the future. And when the era of Boruto arrived, disaster followed disaster. Hidden threats awakened. Ancient powers resurfaced. And the price of inaction began to show. Uchiha Chen — a transmigrator from another world — saw it all coming. He warned Naruto. He reasoned with Sasuke. Again and again. But words could not move them. So he chose a different path. If they would not act… Then he would. For years, Uchiha Chen prepared in silence. When he finally stepped onto the stage, he did so with overwhelming force. The Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan blazed within his eyes. Six mysterious ocular abilities awakened under his control. He summoned Madara Uchiha through Edo Tensei. He resurrected Obito Uchiha the same way. He reactivated the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path. He awakened the Rinnegan. He revived the Ten-Tails. He reconstructed divine techniques. He cultivated a Chakra Fruit. Not out of madness. Not for domination. But to demonstrate something simple— There is a correct way to face the Boruto era. And it requires resolve. Standing before Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha, Uchiha Chen’s voice was calm, yet absolute. “Naruto. Sasuke.” “I will not stand still and wait for you anymore.” His Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan spun slowly, radiating quiet authority. “From here on…” “Either keep up with me—” “Or be left far behind.” This time, the Uchiha would not follow. He would lead.

Harry Potter has always known that something about him is different, but he never imagined the true depth of his curse—or gift. From the moment his bare skin touches an object, memories flood his mind: echoes of the past, fragments of lives once lived, and secrets long buried in time. He does not choose what he sees. He cannot stop it. Every brush of his fingers becomes a doorway into history. Growing up in a household where kindness is scarce and punishment is common, Harry learns quickly that being barefoot is more than a symbol of neglect—it is a source of constant torment. The cracked floorboards whisper their suffering, broken objects scream their final moments, and even the walls seem to breathe with hidden truths. The world is never silent for him. When Harry finally enters the wizarding world, he realizes his strange ability is older and far more powerful than he ever suspected. Ancient magic stirs at his touch, revealing lost spells, forgotten bloodlines, and destinies that were meant to remain hidden. But knowledge comes at a cost. Some truths are dangerous. Some memories refuse to fade. As Harry struggles to master his uncontrollable power, he must decide whether he is cursed to be a vessel of the past—or destined to reshape the future. Note:- Translation and writing awesome stories and As a Reader & Translator Myself, I Will Give The Best Translation Possible With Good Stories, Hope You Enjoy.

An amazing world of cultivation. A majestic world where miracles happen. There is a warrior who defies destiny and forge his own path facing innumerable difficulties ahead. Come and join the life of the person who will go against the set destiny of the cruel world and become something extraordinary. ===== Extraordinary my foot. What is this illogical cr*p? Does it even make sense? If you are doctor, then work in a hospital. What the hell are you doing going after girls? If you are a commander in the army, then bring your army to get revenge on those who wronged you. Why go through the trouble of pretending to be a weakling. You are a useless son in law? Your wife's family thinks you are good for nothing? Then how the hell did you score her in the first place?!!! If they like money so much and you are a hidden millionaire, then why in the name of sanity would you hide this fact and be berated every day?!!! The hell is all this?!!! The more I read it, the more illogical it becomes. Like this all came straight out of someone's as-- [Host, why don't you calm down?] 'You shut up!!! You're the reason I'm stuck here in the first place!!!!' [Host, you need anger management] 'THE FU*K DID YOU SAY?!!!!!' ===== Hello everyone! This is my second novel and so far, nothing is decided. This is just an idea that has been plaguing my mind for quite a long time and I decided to let it out and let you guys decide whether or not I should work on it. Give it a proper read and let me know. You guys will decide the fate of this novel. Also, I would like you guys to come up with proper genres for this story. Bonus chapters: 150 PS for one chapter 300 PS for another chapter 20 GT for two chapters 50 GT for another two chapters 1 Review of 4 stars or above, 1 extra chapters Maximum extra chapters per week: 7 ===== The cover is A.I generated and is not mine. If the real owner would like me to remove it, let me know in any chapter comments. That's it. Enjoy! ~~ Character art: https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1B7sHito4UOZqPIK5pPyIFTzgqiaT_ZlU?usp=sharing

Kangetsu just wanted one normal day on duty. One. Instead, Hiashi is loudly calling someone “son-in-law” in the middle of official business, Hiruzen is trying to haggle over a “small” fifty million that somehow turns into three hundred million, and Danzo is already acting like the whole village is about to get pranked by fate itself. Kangetsu’s response? A dead-eyed glare and the patience of a man realizing that, in this world, “respectable authority” is a moving target—and apparently it comes with a price tag. But the real battlefield isn’t the Hokage’s office. It’s at home. Yukino sits there, expression blank, voice razor-sharp, demanding answers about Arisu—why her name keeps coming up, why Kangetsu’s attention keeps drifting, and what she has that Yukino doesn’t. Kangetsu tries to explain it the only way he can: He’s “faithful to love.” Yukino’s reply is immediate and lethal: he’s faithful… to his love for *them*. Welcome to Kangetsu’s daily life: a chaotic, comedy-loaded crossover where politics, money, status, and romance/harem collide—and where the most dangerous technique isn’t a jutsu. It’s the “honey trap” of everyday temptation, blowing through his life like a storm.

Fang Yi had just completed the challenge: "Survive Five Years in the Ninja World and Earn a Billion." Just as he was about to return to reality, fate dealt him a twisted card—he was forcibly bound to a polluted world, cursed to die if he couldn’t eliminate the monsters infesting it. And then, the Reincarnation Game System activated. A game interface descended upon the Ninja World, allowing players to earn real-world rewards by defeating pollution monsters. Anything could be exchanged: Bloodline limits Ninja techniques Legendary items from other worlds But it didn’t stop there. The game’s reach extended to multiple realms: The World Government Pirate crews and warlords The Soul Society The Demon Slayer Corps ...and beyond. Multiverse Chat Highlights: Neji Hyuga: Redeemed the Caged Bird seal-removal technique. From now on, I’m an eagle flying free. Tsunade: Anyone lend me 500 points? I swear I’ll roll a god-tier skill this time! Sōsuke Aizen: Running a level 4 dungeon in the Demon Ghost District. No blind teammates, please. Kikyo: Buying top-tier gear. Must have bonus damage against dog-type half-demons. DM me your build. Boa Hancock: Boss... my chest feels tight. Can I schedule a private consultation about the game? Meanwhile, Fang Yi glanced at the mountain of flirty private messages from female players across countless worlds— ...and calmly deleted them all. “Female players? Sorry, I only love pay-to-win SSS-tier items.”

Lock awakens in the Naruto world as Naruto Uzumaki’s suppressed secondary personality. After experiencing Naruto’s entire life—his isolation, abuse, and repeated betrayals—Lock rejects forgiveness and mercy. Where Naruto seeks acknowledgment and peace, Lock believes only strength matters. He begins acting from the shadows, eliminating those who threaten or exploit Naruto, while gradually attempting to seize control of the body himself.

Gray was just a normal guy. No powers. No family. No future. In a world where strength and status decide everything, he was at the bottom. He worked hard just to survive, taking care of his little sister after their parents were gone. But no matter how hard he tried, life never gave him a break. And after losing his only job, Gray was ready to give up completely. Then something strange happened. Just as about he was to end his life, an unknown voice echoed in his ears. [Welcome to the Great Tycoon System.] And for the first time, Gray had a way to fight back. From being weak and broke, he’ll rise to the top—one coin and one job at a time. Because in the world where money can buy power, Gray is about to become the richest and strongest man alive.

Atticus’ life shattered in a single day, betrayed by his girlfriend, and then shot dead by a mysterious man. But instead of the lonely void of darkness, he woke up in another world, reborn as the heir to one of the most powerful families in the human domain, in a world ravaged by war and teetering on the edge of defeat against a brutal alien race. Now, driven by intense rage and a thirst for vengeance, Atticus will stop at nothing to grow stronger, uncover who killed him, and fight for survival in a war torn world. Discord: https://discord.gg/8JthpjYZez

[80,000+ Words Before Premium] [Intense Taboo Elements Ahead, Be Warned] — Milfs Or Yanderes...Out of these two, which one would you pick? The adoring, nurturing Milfs who'd spoil you rotten with soft caresses and gentle scoldings, and would happily let you rest your head on their pillowy chest after a hard day. Or the dangerously devoted Yanderes, eyes gleaming with obsession, hearts beating only for you, girls who were willing to stain their hands red and erase the world for your sake—and also erase any other girl that gets too close to you. Most would ask this as a playful debate with friends, a harmless fantasy, a question thrown into the air on a lazy afternoon. But for Mika, this wasn’t a joke. This was his everyday reality. Born an orphan, but immediately embraced as family by the five most powerful women in the world, the legendary SSS-tier Battle Angels who once saved humanity from the apocalypse, he could be said to be one lucky guy. Especially since from the moment they took him in, he was cherished, protected, and endlessly pampered, growing up surrounded by unmatched strength and unwavering love. But it wasn’t just the angels who adored him. Their daughters, raised beside him, didn’t see him as just family. Their affection ran deeper, darker, a devotion so intense, so obsessive, it danced dangerously close to madness to the extent that they wouldn't mind hunting one another down to with their own SSS-tier blessings that could level a city with a thought to make him notice them. ...And the mothers knew. They saw the way their daughters clung to him, eyes filled with love and obsession. But they didn’t mind, if anything, they welcomed it. To them, he was the perfect son-in-law, and they silently hoped their own daughter would be the one to claim his heart. Even the daughters knew, or rather, believed, with unwavering certainty that he would fall for one of them. Each one convinced it was fate, that they were destined to be the one by his side. Everyone thought so. The girls, the mothers, even the world around them. Well...Everyone except Mika. Because while they dreamed of his love, Mika’s eyes weren’t on the daughters at all. No, his heart stirred for someone else entirely. ...Their mothers. ...The very Battle Angels who raised him. Shockingly…Irresistibly…They were the ones he desired. He knew he shouldn't feel this way, not for them. Not for the very women who raised him, protected him, loved him like their own. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t stop the way his heart raced in their presence, the way his thoughts lingered on them late into the night. It tore at him, the guilt, the desire, the confusion. He couldn’t choose between the mothers or the daughters. He didn’t want to hurt any of them. Didn’t want to be insincere. But everything changed the day he stopped trying to choose. Because he realized…he didn’t have to. He didn’t have to settle for one. He could be greedy. He could have all of them. And the moment that wicked thought settled in his mind, a slow, brilliant smile spread across Mika’s face. He no longer saw it as a dilemma, but a dream. A future where all ten of them, the fierce, stunning mothers and their dangerously devoted daughters, were his. Together...In his arms...On his bed...A tangled mess of love, obsession, and indulgence. And for the first time, he truly looked forward to the chaos that future would bring... — [No NTR - No Sharing - No System That Assists The Protagonist - No Mind Control - No Drugs Or Potions That Influence The - No Unnecessary Drama - Incest - Harem - MILFs - Yanderes - Slice of Life - Romance - Demigirls - Portals - Academy - Finally A Very Competent And Overpowered Protagonist] discord.gg/9hKEN3duBw

[The Story Was Moved To This Account As I Had Lost Access To My Old Account "Pleasure Hunter"] Mira Zyraelle was an ordinary woman with an ordinary job — until a fateful visit to Seoul and a harrowing Dungeon Break left her in a coma for a few days. When she awakens, fragments of a forgotten past come flooding back: memories of her former life as the Monarch of Lust. With her memories restored, so are her powers — and a unique Lust System she crafted long ago, designed for her eventual reincarnation. Now wielding her new succubus and futanari abilities, Mira embarks on a thrilling journey to grow stronger and conquer women, building a powerful, ever-expanding harem. [Your Daily Quest Has Arrived]

Karl was a seventeen-year-old boy, born into a prestigious family. While his brothers and sisters shone and brought honor to their name, he was nothing but a failure. Hated, humiliated, despised, Karl was already condemned to rejection… Then everything changed. An unknown creature announced the revival of the Survival Game, dormant for centuries. Everyone was thrown into the Tower of Trials, where every moment could be fatal. No one believed in Karl. How could a boy with neither strength nor prestige survive where even the most powerful had fallen? They were wrong, Unbeknownst to them, the gods and the Tower had introduced an anomaly, a calamity… an unprecedented demon. A presence no one could predict, capable of destroying everything or overturning the balance of power. With the System of Absolute Chaos, Karl was no ordinary player. He was the uncontrollable variable, the one who could disrupt the order of the Game… and perhaps even bring about the end of everything. As for Karl, he sought neither power, nor glory, nor recognition. He simply wanted to play. To test the rules, explore the limits… have fun. But when Chaos plays, It is not the pawns that tremble. It is the worlds… even the gods themselves

I woke from a dream, unintelligible mutterings echoing in my ears. I had forgotten myself, lost my past. I looked around, only to find I was already in hell, explosions rang through the blue sky, bullets ravaged the streets like a torrent, and the fires of war burned on this land without pause. The creatures who lived here had bodies that looked fragile yet were unfazed by ordinary firearms, they formed factions for their own ends, and spent their days slaughtering one another. Then, they found me... They called themselves students, and told me this place was called Kivotos. They also addressed me as, "Sensei." ---- Source: https: ()//()www.trxs( . )cc/ () tongren/ () 8630. )(html Author: Otter of Chaos

Lin Yu transmigrated into the Douluo Continent, and at first, he could only sigh in frustration for not having a golden cheat. But unexpectedly, his cheat finally appeared—dragging everyone in the Douluo Continent into its grasp! On that day, every single person was pulled into a livestream Q&A room with rewards. From then on, they were forced to watch the stream regularly and answer questions. 【Ah Yin】: What? My son is already dead? And now another soul is occupying his body? 【Bibi Dong】: Yu Xiaogang, I never thought you approached me with ulterior motives… You disgusting, hypocritical man! 【Qian Renxue】: Don’t you dare broadcast anything about me! 【Deep Sea Demon Whale King】: Hah! The Sea God is nothing but an ungrateful fool who loves labeling others. 【Meng Shu】: Lin Yu, as long as you give me the Dragon Essence, I’ll marry my granddaughter to you! 【Yu Yuanzhen】: Don’t fight me for it! Give me the Dragon Essence, and I’ll have my second son marry Erlong to you! …… Watching everyone in the livestream room going crazy, bribing and scheming for rewards, Lin Yu sneered with disdain. Thank you for the support, friends. If you want to read more chapters in advance, go to my Patreon. Read 40 Chapters In Advance: patreon.com/Canserbero10

Cassius is a struggling Asian actor at the absolute bottom of the Hollywood food chain, surviving on cheap hot dogs and playing "dead bodies" for twenty bucks a day. He has a massive problem: his student visa expires in 91 days. If he doesn't land a speaking role and get his union card (SAG-AFTRA) by then, he gets deported.

Transmigrating to the Douluo Continent, he became a young Grandmaster, but Yu Xiaogang refused to accept his fate. Through hard work and research into martial souls, he defied destiny and ultimately became a Limit Douluo. Just then, the heavens descended. [Comparison of Two Douluos: First, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang and Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang] Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang awakened the martial soul Luo Sanpao, possessing only half a level of innate soul power. He constantly cursed the heavens, expending vast amounts of his family's resources to force himself to level ten. Then, based on his own theories, he selected the Pig Soul Beast, depriving Luo Sanpao of its chance to evolve, leaving its soul power at level twenty-nine, unable to advance further. Dragon God Douluo Yu Xiaogang, with the same martial soul and innate soul power, contributed the secret of Whale Glue... patreon.com/AugustineRubert

Victor Black—a lab rat on the run, a certified lunatic, and the host of a symbiote named Venom who shares his aggressive addiction to chocolate. On his way to Nevermore Academy, he somehow managed to hitch a ride with the Addams family. On his very first day, fueled by sheer, unadulterated audacity, Victor successfully scammed his way into the girls' dormitory. Thus began his chaotic domestic life with the queen of woe, Wednesday, and the sunniest werewolf alive, Enid. Sure, he lost the turf war against the two girls and ended up with a sleeping bag on the floor right outside the bathroom... but Victor isn’t complaining. He’s living in the girls' dorm, for crying out loud. He’d sleep inside the toilet bowl if it meant keeping the address. This is the story of a chaotic boy raised by his vampire sister, who—oops—accidentally raised him using a dusty copy of The Gentleman’s Guide to Becoming an Incubus instead of a normal parenting book. Now, he’s at Nevermore to raise hell, shake up the world, and—cough—maybe find a little romance along the way. Victor insists he’s a model student who never causes trouble. Never mind that he runs a black-market weapons ring on campus, turned the annual Poe Cup canoe race into a full-scale reenactment of the D-Day landings, likes to flip off Gorgons' beanies just to see the snakes, or asks werewolf professors exactly what it feels like to streak in public... Aside from that? Total angel. Featured Universes: Wednesday, Hotel Transylvania

This is a what if fanfiction and to be honest, this story has a mind of its own. All I know is Peter is ending up in Gotham before the end of part 1. Doctor Strange maybe going alittle insane. Ned may be developing into a mini mastermind. And the AIs are definitely sentient. I don't own any of the characters

(Harem, Romance, Multiplayer Simulator) [Life Simulator Game Loaded!] [You may choose from a wide variety of lives to experience!] [Note: This simulator will not affect reality, so you can fully enjoy every game!] The transmigrator Toru Kitahara obtained the Life Simulation Game, allowing him to experience different professions and earn rewards from them. But the more he simulated, the more wrong it felt... It seemed like the 2D waifus in my game also had simulators of their own? And they were even discussing how to split me up? What should he do? Waiting online, kind of urgent! ——— (A Bocchi the Rock Fanfic! Weak summary, please see the main text.) Source: htt () ps://()jpxs123.com/tongren ()/9425().ht ()ml

https://discord.gg/F5N7Ut45X. My book's discord server. ╭──────༺♡༻──────╮ In a city ruled by mafia bloodlines and vampire supremacy, survival is not a right—it’s a privilege that has to be earned. Adrian appears to be just a delivery worker trying to keep his mother alive in a world that devours the poor. But because of his bloodline he knows which streets to avoid, which eyes not to meet, and how to stay invisible. He’s learned that discipline keeps you alive longer than courage ever will. But one wrong hallway changes everything. After witnessing a murder meant to erase a past that refuses to stay buried, Adrian finds himself trapped under the control of Lucian Black—a young, untouchable vampire mafia boss whose power bends technology, territory, and lives with effortless precision. Adrian is not killed. He is kept. What begins as containment turns into something far more dangerous as Adrian proves impossible to break, impossible to discard, and increasingly impossible to ignore. Lucian remains cold, distant, unreachable—yet the longer Adrian exists within his world, the more fragile that distance becomes. In a society where vampires determine rank, loyalty is always bought with blood, and obsession is the deadliest currency of all, being wanted can be worse than being hunted. And some bonds, once formed, were never meant to be escaped. ╰──────༺♡༻──────╯ Hi guys! it’s me again! This is my Cupid’s Quill entry. I don’t plan to pause my WSA book but I’d appreciate if you guys can support this one first for the next one and half month, please support me. I really want this as a career also I’m very much open to suggestions and corrections. Thanks for your love

"I'm not giving up! Even if I have to break your legs to drag you back here, I'm bringing you home!" "Hmph. My foolish little brother... you're still as naive as ever."

Ser Duncan the Tall perished as he lived...in service, in flame, and in honor. Lord Commander of the Kingsguard, he fell amid the inferno at Summerhall, striving to save his king and his prince from the fire’s wrath. Yet where others found only ash, Duncan found an entirely new existence. Born again he was, on Nar Shaddaa, the Smuggler’s Moon.