“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.

"Who is it this time?” His voice was a low rasp, curling into the room like smoke, tying her stomach in knots of fear and something darker. Eva forced her pulse to slow, telling herself not to back down. But when his hands rose from the arms of the chair, a shiver ran down her spine. "You aren't supposed to be here," she gasped, as he stood impossibly fast. His black wings unfurled, stretching wide, enveloping her, pressing her to his chest as though he claimed her before she could claim her own breath. "Why?" His lips curled into a wicked, sharp smile. "So I won't discover you running off with that useless boy?" "I didn't—" "Of course, because he's dead." His words cut like a blade, delivered with the certainty of a god reading an open book. Eva stumbled back, pressed to the wall. "You've lost your mind! You didn't kill him—" "Why shouldn't I?" His voice dropped to a growl. A single finger traced the fading red mark on her neck. His eyes snapped with fury; the air itself shivered. He leaned forward, lips brushing her skin, teeth grazing flesh in a possessive bite, erasing another's mark. "He dares," Hades hissed, deadly and low, "he dares touch what belongs to me. A fool. Bold enough to place his lips where mine already mark her." Eva's chest heaved, terror and desire entwined so tightly she could barely breathe. His wings tightened, dark and unyielding, and she realized escape was no longer an option, and perhaps, she didn't even want it. "Don't forget, dear," he murmured, lips grazing her ear, "I've bought you. You're mine now. And I don't like to share." **** Humans are nothing more than servants in the glittering, cruel society of the winged Seraph. When a human offends them, the punishment is simple: be sold. Evangeline, never thought her own family would betray her. But when her sister committed the unforgivable, offending a seraph, their mother offered Eva in her place- without hesitation. Cast aside like unwanted trash, Eva is paraded before the Seraph nobility to be claimed. No one wants her. Until he appears. The Black Wing. The only Seraph whose feathers are not gold or silver or white, but midnight black. Feared. Cursed. Whispers say every human he has ever taken has perished. And yet, he chooses her. Dragged into his world of shadows, Eva becomes the obsession of a man everyone else fear and despises. He is possessive, merciless, and dangerously seductive. And while her family prays she will be destroyed... Eva begins to wonder if the true danger lies not in his black wings- but in the way her heart betrays her whenever he draws near. Can she ever survive this game of fate?

“TABORÉ-BANE Making of the Sapphire Citadel” is an epic narration of a Queen, driven by ambition. Lady Serenya, is caught in a web of ancient oaths and ruthless power plays. Yet she strives to build a living citadel that defies time and embraces her rhythm. Bound by love, betrayal, and a mysterious legacy unknown to her, she must protect all that is hers and lead the Sapphire Legion through shadows that threaten to consume. Within whispers in the marsh and the rising song of stone, this tale is a journey of a woman’s ambition, courage, and sacrifice to reach her destiny. Towering mountains, shifting sands, and enchanted realms form the setting of the epic. In this mist-wrapped Tabore-Bane, destiny is not a gift but a burden to be endured. Haunted by melodies of her distant homeland and guided by ancient relics pulsing with forbidden power, Serenya must weave strength from memory and magic to survive. As the mountain peaks hold their breath, tumult stirs in the shadows. Whispered prophecies, fractured alliances, and spectral guardians stir beneath the land, threatening to unravel the fragile hope she carries. Kaelis and Darven, Serenya’s chosen emissaries sent into the labyrinthine of the island, follow paths marked by riddles in stone to realise that they are not just scouts but catalysts in a game played by eternals. The island shifts beneath their feet and watches them, bending reality with every breath, testing those who dare tread it. Among tribal spirits, hidden watchers, and unseen dangers, a quest unfolds to unravel a dangerous dance of trust and treachery. “Taborer-bane: The Making of the Sapphire Citadel” is a fantasy of memory, power, and the endurance of hope. From frostbitten peaks to haunted marshlands, it weaves a tale of Serenya’s unyielding spirit confronting the forces that seek to silence truth and bend her world into shadow. Dive into a world rich with intrigue, ancient mysteries, and relentless courage. Discover the forgotten rites and the forging of a legend. In this struggle, the test will be of loyalty, and she may lose everything to gain freedom. Welcome into Tabor-Bane, a land not for the Light Hearted.

!MATURE THEMES! After her family is brutally murdered in front of her by the Vampire King, Zyren Blackthorn, for being hunters, Aria is left broken and devastated, desperate for death. Her world is shattered when Zyren, instead of killing her, claims her as his pet, dragging her away from her village into the heart of the central city. As a human slave, she is forced to endure his sadistic desires. Every night, he reminds her of her helplessness, but beneath his cruelty lies an obsession that burns with intensity. Despite her hatred and longing for revenge, Aria’s body betrays her, and she finds herself caught between a dark desire and her desperate need for revenge. Excerpt: Aria’s breath hitched as Zyren’s fingers traced the line of her jaw, his touch colder than ice, yet searing her skin with the promise of more. She should resist, should fight back, but her body betrayed her—shivering, craving the pleasure she knew he could give. “You thought I’d kill you,” Zyren murmured, his voice a dark purr. “But instead, you’ll belong to me. Every part of you will be mine.” Her lips parted to speak, but the words caught in her throat. The memory of her family’s blood staining her hands made her stomach churn as she glared hatefully at him. “Tell me,” he growled, his hands moving lower, pressing against the softness of her skin, “do you still wish to die?” She clenched her fists, tears threatening to spill, but her body trembled under his touch. “I wish for nothing but to be free of you,” she spat, but even as the words left her lips, she felt the hunger in her—a hunger she hated but couldn’t deny as she stared into his red eyes. A need to PRESENT herself to him and have him mount her…body and soul.

​In his previous life, Elian Sterling was a bedridden patient who only knew the smell of antiseptics and the pain of cancer. He died at nineteen with a single wish: to live a healthy, free life. ​Fate answered... but with a twisted joke. ​Elian wakes up inside a novel he once read, inhabiting the body of the despised "Sub-Villain"—a character destined to die a miserable death at the hands of the city’s most terrifying men. ​Determined to rewrite his ending, Elian decides to change everything. ​He washes off the heavy villain makeup. ​He stops chasing the original male lead. ​And unlike the original owner of the body, he refuses to hide his rare, glowing Violet Eyes, embracing them as a symbol of his new life. ​His survival plan was simple: "Live quietly, enjoy good food, and stay invisible." ​But he didn't realize that his uncovered violet eyes would become his biggest danger. ​On the night of a grand gala, his mesmerizing gaze accidentally catches the attention of the very devils he tried to escape. Kieran and Kaelen Blackwood—the ruthless, identical twin billionaires who rule the underworld. Suffering from incurable madness and insomnia, the Twins find unexpected peace in Elian’s presence. ​Now that the predators have found their "cure," they have no intention of letting him go. ​Kieran : "The noise in my head stops only when you look at me. Do you really think I’ll let you look away?" Kaelen : "You are too beautiful to be hidden. You belong to us now, little mouse." ​Caught between two possessive villains and a family that suddenly dots on him, can Elian survive his new life? Or will his beautiful eyes drag him deeper into their obsessions ? ---------------------------------------------------- This is a work of fiction. All characters involved are adults (18+).

Reading slop , i thought "why can't i have same thoughts as a slop writer , why can't a sane human write shit , why must a male character have a harem to be consdered peak slop , Can't i as a human adapt to slop and reach peak? So this the original slop i present beware of brain rot

Alexander Drake, anime fan and cripple confined to a hospital with a terminal illness takes his last breath. Moments later he is reborn in the world of Harry potter through a mysterious force alongside the Multiversal merchant system. Using the system Alex will change the fate of not only his new world but many others as he strikes grand or unusual deals across the multiverse through his system.

In the 1340th year by the Shire’s reckoning, twelve months before the famed quest to reclaim Erebor, the Grey Wizard had not yet set foot in Hobbiton. Far to the west, the Dwarven King still labored over blades within the forges of the Blue Mountains, and deep beneath the Lonely Mountain, the dragon’s slumber remained undisturbed. That same fateful year, a stranger arrived in Middle-earth. Cloaked in robes and bearing a system known only to wizards of another world, the Sign-in Magic of Hogwarts. Without warning, a castle unfamiliar to any race emerged from the soil, grand and ancient. It soared into the skies like a monument of forgotten power. Broomsticks streaked across the heavens, drawing gasps and awe from the races below: men, elves, and dwarves alike. Tales soon began to ripple through the forests and plains of a dark-robed spellcaster. He was a friend of the Elves, a bane upon Orc-kind, a terror in the dreams of Trolls, and the sworn foe of the Shadow that dwelt in Mordor. As the ages turned and the war was won, when Sauron was cast down, the Elves passed into the West, and the dominion of Men began, Sylas stood alone on a hillside. He looked out across the waves, where the light of the Undying Lands shimmered on the horizon. > \[Area discovered: Aman. Initiate sign-in sequence?]

A Warhammer-forged protagonist crashes through one world after another, leaving a trail of baffled locals, broken power scales, and increasingly awkward misunderstandings. In most stories, technology advances through research and industry. In his story, it advances through archaeology—digging up lost relics, reverse-engineering ancient super-tech, and using “old empire” hardware to skip entire eras of development. NieR:Automata — 2B calmly informs him her “functions have been upgraded,” and that he should stop holding back. Highschool of the Dead — A kendo prodigy pledges absolute loyalty, ready to cut down anything that threatens him. Final Fantasy — Tifa: … R@W: 从战锤开启的超次元综漫

Kuroha is reborn in the world of Uma Musume, where the greatest racetracks double as school stadiums and legends are made under stadium lights. He’s late to the party: superstar Oguri Cap has already moved up to the prestigious Tracen Central Academy, and future icon Tokai Teio hasn’t arrived yet. Kuroha is stuck coaching in the sticks—until he recruits raw talent Fujimasa March and starts steamrolling the local circuit. With smart training, brutal discipline, and a chip on his shoulder, Kuroha sets his sights on the only stage that matters: The Top!

In the Eiscard Kingdom, where secrets are buried within the palace walls, Irene grew up as an illegitimate daughter, trapped in shadows and shame. Her political marriage to Lucas the cold prince who shows no interest in her was exactly what she wanted: a husband who wouldn’t care, leaving her free to pursue her true plan REVENGE. But fate had other intentions. Their distant encounters slowly turned into tangled threads of destiny, binding revenge to love, and truth to secrecy.

In a fractured world where werewolves, vampires, and humans clash, two apex beings—Elara and Kael—share a tether that is both their greatest weapon and deadliest vulnerability. As the darkness rises in the form of Veylthor, a sentient, ever-evolving abomination, the valley becomes a battlefield of molten chaos, where reality bends and survival hangs by a thread. Each battle pushes Elara and Kael to the brink, forcing them to fuse instinct, mastery, and tether energy into an unstoppable storm. But with every surge, the tether threatens to fracture permanently. In this dark, fast-paced fantasy of heavy suspense, unpredictable twists, and forbidden romance, the line between love, survival, and annihilation blurs, leaving no one unscarred.

What makes dragons strong? It's not their power or magic, but their mind. Arrogance, greed, Iron Will, and the lack of human restraints. What would happen if you threw such a creature into human society? Would they understand humans? What does love even mean to them? This is the situation that our MC, Arad Orion found himself in. A newborn dragon bringing "Might make Right" to the humanoids, but why? Due to an abnormal condition, the mighty void dragons are on the brink of extinction. Their bodies have suddenly started rejecting their kind. Due to that, Arad's mother dropped his egg into a forest where he could hatch safely, leaving him with a fragment of her consciousness and informing him of the condition of their race. From that point, his goal became clear. To save their race by either finding a cure for their condition or going the second route of making more void dragons. But, sadly, nothing is ever that easy. Finding a cure is almost impossible. Arad is still practically a newborn and cannot tap into the terrifying might of his race, and his rarity makes him a prime target for mages and scholars seeking to study the dying race. Dragons are arrogant, proud, and vicious. Yet those feeling extends to those whom they love. You who touched a dragon's love, Retribution is an insult, and life is a crime. Beware as merely existing draws the dragon's wrath. Follow Arad on his journey as he grows from a naive wyrmling to a grown dragon with enough wisdom and power to stand with the strongest of the world. *** If you liked the story, please support it with power stones and comments! The story now has a Discord server. Please visit it to see character art by me and the community. https://discord.gg/CPJXDj6Adg *** You can contact me at Discord at any time Alen_Tanor#1599 And last. Please don't forget to leave a review, it really helps!

Sunny, the ruthless King of the Underground, was stabbed in the back by the only woman he ever trusted. He died with rage in his heart only to wake up in a shed, inhabiting the body of a "trash" stable boy in the world of Azaroth. Two dirty cockroaches on the floor? [Ding! Fusion Successful: Armored Black Beetle (Uncommon)!] A rusty dagger and a broken stool leg? [Ding! Fusion Successful: Balanced Iron Shiv (Common+)!] "You have a dragon? That’s cute. Let me introduce you to the monstrosity I made from three rats and a pile of scrap metal." From a stable boy to the Supreme Overlord. Sunny doesn't believe in mercy, and he doesn't believe in second chances. In this dog-eat-dog world, he’s the one holding the fork.

In a reality governed by gods, fate, and immutable laws, there exists one being who should never have been allowed to live. Axiomel was born and built different. In a world where gods and monsters ran amok, a world where chaos reigned. Born with Bloodlines preceding the Universe. With Physiques above the Gods. His destiny was that of a Conqueror. He knows not of his origins He doesn't worship any of the gods He is a weird one even in the system Tanking an erasure by just simply saying refusing. The Gods will learn to fear him. -- Lucifer: Hold my cup, Since when was I God's 2nd Favourite Author Note: This story has no relation with mythology of any kind. Characters are purely fiction. Tags; [Op Mc] [Romance] [Gods] [Multiple Races] [Rare Bloodlines] [Outer Gods] [Harem] [Smut] [Heavy Gore] This novel is in Royal Road as well under my author name - DaoistCliveron909 https://www.royalroad.com/profile/893492

One random Tuesday, every XX-chromosome person just vanished—no explosion, no aliens, just poof. Every remaining guy instantly shrank 70% downstairs (goodbye big dicks), but their asses ballooned into massive, jiggly, shelf-like bubble butts. Horniness went nuclear with almost no outlets, so the world flipped: bottoms worshipped the rare 3-5 inch kings, anal orgasms ruled, and nonstop fucking killed all violence. Femboys accidentally solved world peace.

Original Fanfiction by Non-English Speaker Reincarnated person in another world in 1991 where the gaming and entertainment industry are like in those early 1980s - MC is Human he is start from Naive to better version of Himself and He is not perfect and will never be *I just love those video game developer novel , but unfortunately most of them are focused on so much things except video games industry. I also not big fan of harem. I've also new to writing so please forgive me if I'm making mistake, and if you seek perfection in my novel, you ain't gonna find it lol, also this is not translation but my OG, Also be patient this fics have slightly slow pace and the earlier chapters is quite mess hahaha* English Also not my first Language. So i write this with my First language then translate it with help of AI.* if you want support me : https://www.pa*reon.com/zaborn_1997/membership

In the post-Hokage era, Naruto Uzumaki, the Seventh Hokage who perished in battle, suddenly wakes up to find himself in a different world. Are you still concerned about the final battle between Boruto and the Ōtsutsuki clan? The reappearance of Hagoromo Ōtsutsuki, the Sage of Six Paths, reveals an unexpected truth. It turns out that the Great Toad Sage’s prophecy was accurate—Boruto Uzumaki is indeed the prophesied child. However, what changed was not the fate of the ninja world, but Naruto's own destiny. The Sage of Six Paths holds the Rinnegan in his left hand and the Time-Space Relic, Plough, in his right. Looking at Naruto before him, he asks once again: "Naruto Uzumaki, if you were to be reborn, tell me—what would you choose?" With unwavering determination, Naruto responds: "I will abandon all hesitation, protect everything in the ninja world at all costs, and make up for the regrets of my past life!" Dear Readers For 120 Advance Chapters Join My Patreon https://www.patreon.com/NF25

"Aizen, you've deceived me so badly." .... Yuzuru thought transmigrating into the Bleach world was wild enough. Becoming Aizen's roommate and friend for several years? Even wilder. But discovering that the greatest schemer in anime history is actually a girl? That broke his brain entirely. "You've been a girl this WHOLE TIME?!" "Is that really the most shocking thing about me?" Aizen asks, as if being a secret girl is somehow less notable than her plans for dimensional transcendence. But here's where things get really weird. The Hogyoku, that reality-warping orb of unlimited power, wasn't meant for Soul Society domination or breaking the boundaries between worlds. It was for making a wish. About him. Which is why he's currently tied up in her basement. "Aizen, WHAT WISH? Why am I in your basement?!" "I would think that's obvious." "NOTHING about this is obvious! You literally monologued about transcending the Soul King last week!" "Yes, well, plans change. Priorities shift." "Your priority shifted from GODHOOD to KIDNAPPING YOUR ROOMMATE?!" Yuzuru's transmigrator knowledge told him Aizen was dangerous. It did NOT prepare him for this kind of danger.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT R18] [Lemons here! And lemons there!] Rex Rexilion was a scumbag piece of shit—and he knew it. He was a bully. A serial heartbreaker. A man who laughed at consequences and crushed others for fun. When death finally claimed him, Rex expected hell. Instead, he woke up in another world. A cruel, lawless fantasy realm where heroes are hypocrites, gods are bored, and morality is just another currency. Before Rex could even process his reincarnation, a sarcastic system appeared before his eyes with a mocking, smug, and disturbingly honest personality. [Desire Authority System Activated.] [Objective: Harvest desire from all womens you can get.] The rules were simple and ridiculous: the deeper the desire of MILFs, GILFs, queens, widows, and forgotten legends, the stronger Rex would become. All of his strength, skills, titles, even fate itself would bend to him as long as he continued indulging in temptation. To Rex, it sounded less like a curse and more like a joke. A joke he was very willing to play along with. Armed with shameless charm, villainous intelligence, and a system that grew stronger the more morally questionable his actions became, Rex carved a path of chaos through kingdoms and noble houses alike. Seduction replaced swords. Manipulation replaced honor. And laughter followed wherever disasters unfolded. Heroes hunted him. Churches condemned him. Empires whispered his name with fear and fascination. Yet Rex never pretended to be a savior. “Villain?” he would scoff. “No. I’m just honest about my desires.” As wars ignited over affection and alliances collapsed over whispered promises, Rex Rexilion rose, not as a hero, but as something far more dangerous: A villain who understands desire better than gods. In this world, righteousness will fall. And Rex will laugh as it burns. ---------------------------- What to expect: No NTR, No Yuri, A lot of Netori where MC steals someone's girl, pure villain MC, and LARGE harem

A man is sent to a strange world. He has to figure out how to survive, make friends, and live in a place he doesn’t understand. _________________________________ DISCLAIMER:This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the product of imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Warning: This book contains themes/scenes that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. This is NOT a TRANSLATION

With a heart broken by loss and filled with anger, Vegeta searches for absolute power to carry out his revenge, but... is that what he truly desires? If you want to support me and read ahead, take a look at my Patreon/Bertoti.

After transmigrating into a parallel Fast & Furious world, Hunter woke up only to find himself targeted by his own family and childhood friends. Fortunately, his cheat abilities awakened in time. Crushing hostile gazes with ease, he soon realized that this world was far more dangerous than it appeared on the surface. From that moment on, Hunter fell in love with racing, coding, and of course, beautiful women. Magic? He can use it. Assassination? He knows it. On the streets where speed rules and darkness lurks beneath neon lights, there is nothing he can’t do.

Descending into the Naruto world after a turn of events, Mamoru finds himself in the body of Sasuke's twin and Itachi's younger brother, Uchiha Mamoru... on the night of the Uchiha extermination. But fortunately, he survives the impossible ordeal. Armed with the Six Eyes, the mysteries of ninjutsu are crystal clear to him, and the conspiracies of the world are utterly insignificant before him. And as if that wasn't enough, the Cursed Technique, Limitless, is carved into his body. Mamoru's goal? Have fun and stand at the pinnacle of the world.

This is not a story about monsters hiding in the dark. It is a record of systems that learned how to live forever. The vampire has always been a convenient lie. A creature with fangs, a curse, a solitary hunger—something unnatural we can hunt, romanticize, or destroy. But the truth is less theatrical and far more durable. Vampirism does not require coffins or capes. It requires contracts. It requires patience. It requires the ability to outlive consequences. This book begins from a simple proposition: vampires are not immortal because they drink blood; they drink blood because they have mastered immortality. And immortality, in the modern world, is not achieved through magic but through accumulation—of capital, of property, of data, of influence, of time stolen quietly from others. The narrator of this ledger is a woman who stopped aging centuries ago and never stopped learning. She witnesses empires rise and dissolve into brands, revolutions ignite and get acquired, youth rebel and mature into management. She loves, she mentors, she abandons. She feeds—sometimes with her teeth, more often with balance sheets. Her confessions are not apologies. They are audits. This is a novel that refuses closure. Each chapter is a new cycle: a new industry, a new ideology, a new generation convinced it will be different. The protagonist does not stand outside history; she compounds within it. If there is horror here, it is not the supernatural but the familiar—the realization that the most enduring predators are those who call themselves inevitable. Read this not as fantasy, but as continuity. The account remains open.

After finishing a tragic novel where the villain is betrayed and killed by his own beast husbands, Li Wei does what any reasonable reader would do. He rants about the ending. Then he gets hit by a car. When he opens his eyes again, Li Wei finds himself inside that very novel, reborn as Su Ningyan, the future villain destined to walk a path of madness, war, and blood. Ten years before his fall. Ten years before his death. In the original story, Su Ningyan’s unstable phoenix beast core drives him toward forbidden power, turning him into a feared villain who ultimately dies at the hands of the men he loved most. This time, Li Wei refuses that fate. He will avoid the villian arc. He will heal his beast core. And he will stay far away from the four terrifying beast princes who will one day become his husbands. Unfortunately, fate has other plans. The academy meant to heal him becomes a battlefield of tension, rivalry, and instinctual bonds. The beast princes notice him far too early, and the more Su Ningyan tries to escape the plot, the tighter destiny coils around him. Because in a world ruled by beast bloodlines and ancient bonds, some connections cannot be severed only delayed. And the husbands who once killed him… may not be willing to let him go again. **** Excerpt Su Ningyan didn’t know where he was. At first, he thought he was dreaming. His body felt warm... too warm... and the scent in the air was unfamiliar, sharp and clean, like lightning after rain. He turned onto his side. And froze. A pair of golden dragon eyes stared back at him from inches away. The man was breathtaking. Long black hair spread across silk pillows, sharp features sculpted as if carved from jade. His presence alone pressed down on Su Ningyan’s chest, heavy and suffocating. His face went pale. “What the—” “You’re awake.” The man smiled faintly. Jun Haoxuan. Azure Dragon Clan. Future Beast King. And, according to the book, one of the men who would eventually become his husband. “Did you sleep well?” Jun Haoxuan asked calmly. Su Ningyan’s eye twitched. He was supposed to be avoiding them. So why was he waking up in the dragon prince’s bed?

In the kingdom of Veridian, Prince Lucien Damon is known for his charm and charisma. But his kingdom is facing economic ruin, and his father, the king, in an effort to alleviate the economic strain on his kingdom has arranged a marriage between Lucian and Prince Alexander Silver of the neighboring kingdom of Avaloria.In the kingdom of Veridian, Prince Lucien Damon is known for his charm and charisma. But his kingdom is facing economic ruin, and his father, the king, in an effort to alleviate the economic strain on his kingdom has arranged a marriage between Lucian and Prince Alexander Silver of the neighboring kingdom of Avaloria.

In the bustling city of Dasmariñas, Cavite in Philippines, a young man named Tristan Herrera dreams of becoming a basketball superstar. The only problem is he has absolutely no talent for the sport. Desperate, he makes a wish at a local wishing well, and to his surprise, he's granted the 2K Basketball System. Suddenly, Tristan's life is transformed into a video game. He can now see his own stats, practice drills with incredible efficiency, and even unlock badges and abilities that give him an edge on the court. But as he rises through the ranks, he discovers that the system has a dark side. The more he relies on its power, the more he loses his own sense of self, and he must decide whether to continue using the system to chase his dreams or find the courage to play the game on his own terms. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner, while the names of certain basketball clubs, competitions, and figures are used for the purpose of creating a sense of realism, this story is purely imaginary. No association with or endorsement by any actual person, team, club, governing body, or organization is intended or should be inferred. All trademarks and service marks, including club and federation names, are the property of their respective owners, and no infringement intended. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, beyond those clearly identified, is purely coincidental. DISCORD: https://discord.gg/cfWC4TrS