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I Am The Only Witch Hunter

Story rotates around killing witches, training and gaining power, grafting mutation (Owl's Night Vision, Bat's Echolocation, Gecko's Wall Climb, etc.), gathering herbs and creating concoctions, socialising (unfortunately) to buy needed materials for base-buiding. Hunt. Graft. Evolve. That was the core idea of a witch hunter. By grafting mutations from animals and supernatural beasts, the witch hunter ascended his own body, adding more and more power to his flesh. Sir Siderius Satterblade, a Master Witch Hunter in old age, used a Forbidden Alchemical Seal to transfer his soul to another man in another world. Blossom Glades, a society ruled by witches and benefitted only to witches. Men and non-magic women were nothing more than slaves. They called them Ashens, bastards that were nothing more than ants. Sir Siderius Satterblade became a male Ashen, the lowest of the low. But he would change this body into a proper killing machine that spread nightmare to the depraved witches. The MC will NOT become monstrous. The MC stays relatively human with unique appearance traits (black irises, pointy ears, white hair,...) Witches in this novel are irredeemable. Not sexy witches but disgusting and evil witches. (Well maybe a little bit hot because of their magic) MC will not accept nor 'conquer' any witches. Just straight killing. NO ROMANCE. NO HAREM. This man is nothing but a pure killing machine and survivalist. MC is ruthless but not heartless, still save people he deemed useful. NO FACE-SLAPPING NOR SHOWING OFF. MC only cares about power and survival. NO HIDING AS THE WEAK. MC kills the witch that tried to kill him, then escapes to the woods and lives there. He survives perfectly on his own. NO ATTACHMENTS. NO WORKING TOGETHER. MINIMUM SOCIALISING. He's a lone witch hunter.
WhitenSheep · 5.2K Views

I'm only one year old, what the heck is a Overturning System?!

Absurd! Reincarnating as a newborn in a demon-infested world, the overturning system arrived 30 years early. [At 30, after enduring endless hardships, you have achieved nothing and remain a loner. Reward: Late Bloomer (Talent) - Effect: The older your bones, the faster you cultivate.] [Overturning mission: Defeat Chen Yuan at the sixth level of the Guiyuan Realm within a year. Reward: Swordsmanship entry-level] One-year-old Chen Yi looked at the content on the panel, then down at his small arms and legs, falling into deep thought. 'Damn! This system definitely arrived too early!' 'I'm only a year old, what good is the Late Bloomer talent now?' 'And Chen Yuan of the Guiyuan Realm...' ... Years later, war reports came from the frontlines. 'The Tianyuan Continent’s top ten martial arts prodigy, Champion Marquis of the Wei Dynasty, the Amorous Young Master, Sword Saint Chen Yi, slaughtered 100,000 demons on the battlefield of Taizhou Mountain to celebrate for the human race!' However, Chen Yi looked at the battlefield flowing with rivers of blood and shook his head: 'I’ve been making overturn since I was one, experiencing countless life and death situations to achieve my current cultivation level. It’s not surprising you can’t resist!' Those 'life and death' crises were terrifyingly daunting. The big brother at one year old, childhood sweetheart at five, senior brother at ten, princess at a tender age... Who understands my hardships? PS: Infant stream, system-arriving-early stream, light-hearted, humorous, passionate. PPS: Also known as 'Starting the Overturn as an Infant', 'Reborn as an Infant, What an Overturn! ', 'Talking is Useless, It's Time to Fight.'
Guard August · 1.5M Views

The Only She Wolf

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.
lucy_mumbua · 2K Views

The Only Way I Know

The Triple R Ranch welcomed home Wyatt Ray, son of Colt and Hedli, a man weathered by service but still holding the steady gaze of his rodeo-legend parents. Fresh back from another long military deployment, the quiet of the ranch felt both familiar and strangely new. His cousin, Logan, had just headed off to college with his fiancée, leaving a different kind of void. At twenty-five, Wyatt found himself drawn to the thunder of hooves, to the scent of dust and leather. The rodeo circuit, the world his parents had conquered, called to him now with a renewed purpose. He was thinking of finally stepping into the arena himself, not just as a spectator, but as a competitor, ready to forge his own legacy. Meanwhile, the rodeo circuit was home to Cassidy Smith, daughter of Nathaniel and Izzy Smith. She'd practically been born in the grandstands and raised in the livestock pens, knowing the circuit like the back of her hand. For Cassidy, the rodeo wasn't just a sport; it was a way of life, a demanding mistress that required constant dedication. She knew the drill for earning money, from the painstaking travel with her horses to ensuring their peak health and taking meticulous care of herself. She was a formidable competitor, excelling in roping, barrel racing, and the raw courage of bareback bronc riding. Then, a new rider appeared, a retired military officer whose style in the arena stirred something deep within her, reminding her of a legend she'd only ever heard tales about: Colt Ray. How do Wyatt and Cassidy first encounter each other on the rodeo circuit? Is it a chance meeting, a competitive clash, or perhaps a moment where their shared passion brings them together?
MG_Ramsey · 11.6K Views
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