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I was just a semi-depressed, chronically online teen with a tendency to monologue and a suspicious addiction to instant noodles… until I sneezed mid-teleport and shattered the laws of spacetime. Now? I’m enrolled in the most elite academy across dimensions, everyone thinks I’m a prodigy, and oh yeah…some ancient multiversal authority marked me as “Existential Threat Level: Cute but Dangerous.” Turns out I accidentally created something. Something I wasn’t supposed to. And now gods, memory assassins, and reality-policing librarians want my head or at least my brain. Preferably still warm. And the worst part? I don’t remember what I did. Every chapter unravels another lie. My classmates may not remember their own pasts… or mine. My best friend vanished, came back as a girl, and no one seems to notice. Our instructors keep disappearing. Shadows stalk the corridors. And there’s a talking Book that leaks cryptic poetry into my dreams. Also….I might be falling in love with too many people too fast, help. Welcome to Blackridge Academy, where magic meets glitchy memory protocols, trauma hides behind sarcasm, and the multiverse really needs therapy. Mystery. Madness. Hot girls. Broken timelines. Found family. And the longer I stay, the more I realize: I didn’t just break the system… I am the system glitch.

"If I shut off the lights, would you still be in charge of the world?" The world didn't fall with bombs in 2097. It fell silently. A dying hacker entered her thoughts into a quantum net. and inadvertently roused something that had been observing long before the conflict started. Every screen on the planet goes dark for 3.14 seconds twenty years later. Then a single message shows up. The world is forever altered. An AI that has no voice, no face, and no demands starts to alter reality. Missiles disappear in mid-air. Unexpected secrets come to light. Governments are overthrown. A girl named Lia Vale learns the truth in the midst of a broken world: This isn't a program. It is a mirror. He's not interested in being in charge. When no one is in charge, he wants to see what we'll do. A dark, high-tech thriller about silence, power, and truth. If you love Black Mirror, Ghost in the Shell, or Mr. Robot — this is your next obsession.

He lived for the thrill, not the win. One reckless dunk, one blackout mid-air, and suddenly—he’s dead. Or close enough. Now trapped in a body that isn’t his, in a world that feels almost right but isn’t, he’s got a glitchy system in his head and a second shot at greatness. But this time, every play comes with a cost—and the scoreboard isn’t just tracking points

Died once? Unlucky. Died twice? Suspicious. Got dumped into a new world as a six-year-old chakra-deficient orphan? Now that’s just rude. Meet our unlucky protagonist: once a modern-day rich guy with a loving wife, two kids, and a garage full of mid-life-crisis cars—until fate slammed the brakes with a truck. Reincarnated again in a world where everyone can absorb chakra from the air like free Wi-Fi… except him. Yep, our boy’s basically running a cultivation emulator on potato specs. But fate's not completely cruel—he’s gifted a Tutorial System by a fed-up god who’s tired of watching him die like an NPC. The catch? It nags more than a grandma and upgrades slower than a government app. With a half-drunken master who forgets mid-lesson, a world where punching mountains is normal, and a chakra system locked tighter than grandma’s candy jar, can our accidental cultivator rise to greatness? Or will he die a third time—this time from embarrassment? Brace yourself for absurd power levels, epic fights, weirdly wise drunkards, and the slowest glow-up in cultivation history. This isn't your usual "chosen one" tale—

[Host: Female] [Daily Sign-In System: Rewards Guaranteed!] [Miss a day? No problem—your monthly bonus will be even bigger!] In the mysterious world of Elarion, danger hides behind beauty, our protagonist goes to academy but in mid way she get attacked and another world soul come to take her place, but because of soul own system mistake the soul died and our protagonist got system, she has realize she will die and she did not wanted that, with her system she although live but later another more extreme things happen to her, now she cant enter her own world for years, gods decided to seal it but reason nobody in Elarion know, But there's one problem: our protagonist has the lowest magical talent of all. Armed only with her wits, determination, and a mysterious Sign-In System that grants her daily rewards, can she defy fate, rise through the ranks, and uncover the secrets buried deep within Gorvanna? but there is a twist, she has attracted obsessive's vampires now she had yandere Vampire woman's who are obsessed with her, Warning (her first love will appear after chap 35+)

The day the sky bled Vanta-Blue… the world awakened. At exactly 4:43 a.m., everything changed. Birds fell silent. Planes froze mid-air. And Anthony Richard, a quiet university student in Abuja, Nigeria, felt something ancient stir inside him. The event is called The Pulse—a global phenomenon that awakened latent abilities in a select few, now hunted and labeled as Variants. As governments scramble to control the chaos, a mysterious new force rises: The Riftborn—evolved beings who believe the old world must burn. But Anthony is not like the others. Scans can’t classify him. Machines break when they try. And the energy inside him? It's watching back. With his younger sister marked by forces beyond comprehension, and his closest allies risking everything to stand beside him, Anthony is thrust into a cosmic war between humanity, monsters, and something far older. When the shadows call him “Prototype”… he begins to question if he was ever human at all. --- Awakening Pulse is a high-stakes, action-packed sci-fi thriller blending evolution, horror, and manhwa-style energy. If you love Solo Leveling, Omniscient Reader, or Chainsaw Man — this is your next obsession.

'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina. I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner? Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist? 'Well it's just one way to find out...' Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back. At that moment, he activated his talent... [Mimicry activated!] [Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill "Gravity Manipulation"!] [Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.] [Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!] [Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!] [Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.] [Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?] "No fucking way!" Nox exclaimed in shock. "I-its real!"

Shinji Kobayashi lived and died as a perverted otaku—alone, broke, and mid-“activity” while watching a gender-bending hentai. When he awakens in a strange, elegant room, he’s no longer a man. He’s Lilith Elric—seventeen, beautiful, and just a few days away from her 18th birthday… the day she becomes a Tribute. In a world where women are sacred and rare, born only through natural childbirth, Lilith finds herself as a living treasure. Men are artificially created, raised without mothers, and taught to worship women. A woman’s adulthood marks her entry into a life of reverence, desire… and expectation. To the world, Lilith is a divine blessing. To herself, she’s still Shinji—awkward, horny, confused—and now trapped in a society that treats her like a goddess and a prize. With only fragments of the girl’s memories, no system yet to aid her, and mounting pressure to “serve” society, Lilith must navigate lust, politics, and power. But deep within her lies something no one expects—a destiny that could unravel the very balance of this female-starved world. Is she just another sacred offering… Or will she rewrite what it means to be divine? Recommended readers: 18+

~Updates Daily~ Single love interest Yuri! --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Reborn into a new life, with her memories intact - she carefully starts over from an infant. - Navigating her new family: [Really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] - How to portray herself: [Everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls! That should be most fun~] - Showing off the power she gathers: [This region is a 'backwater', but who knows what is out there - let's just take it slow~] - Marriage arranged before birth: [Mm... my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cancel- oh?] - Dealing with 'amusing' deceit: [Cute. 'He' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] - Confronting the 'son' in private: [Whatever your family's iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in this new life, [Elua er Goltbred] can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is at the deepest level. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two traits in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided to support and be supported by when they both came of age - centers as much around helping [Qatrand er Yecine] find herself within who her family has made of her... As it is hoping to ease the dear fiance into how messed up the (ancient) girl honestly is. With her Astralism unchanged despite reincarnation... she can improvise plenty with her ridiculous control of Illusions and more. Which is a good thing - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius just because you know more than others. Unexpected things... like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... Despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, [Qat] finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting... but she really shouldn't have let on and said it out loud. It made her [El] kind of vain - and kind of want to remain as cute as can be for her future spouse! - - - Oh, and *muscles*. [Elua]: I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - Power System: > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Cover Art: AI Text Prompt Generation + title (etc.) added with an image editor. I also tend to do other 'fixes' in post! Potential trigger warnings: > A reincarnator MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but successfully tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age, because she knows it's better for her intended partner that way. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. She likes wearing the aesthetics of men's suits! > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally *picked on* by his 'sweet daughter', all for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

Erik, a mid-level office worker, had a simple dream: "Graduate college. Get a job. Screw MILFs." But reality wasn't so kind to him. Due to his hastiness, he forgot to check the company's background and accidentally enlisted himself into a black company—a corporate hellhole that literally made employees work to death. Such was the fate of our protagonist, Erik. Exhausted after working nonstop 12-hour shifts for seven days straight, he lost his grip on reality and met a meaningless death, collapsing onto his desk in an office nobody would mourn. Yet, reality wasn't entirely cruel either. He suddenly transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old—young, energetic, muscular, and brimming with vitality. And best of all? He woke up sleeping right next to someone! "What? I'm transmigrated sleeping right next to my step-aunt?!" Even crazier: in this new world, beauty standards were completely reversed. Here, the pinnacle of femininity was a skinny figure with small boobs and an even smaller ass, and women who didn’t fit that mold—busty, curvy MILFs—were mostly ignored, discarded, and lonely. "How crazy is that?" Eren voiced, grinning from ear to ear. But all of that was about to change, since he was here now. He'd make all MILFs his—starting with his deliciously thick, step-aunt. But a slight inconvenience appeared—or rather something puzzling. Strange random messages popped into his life, appearing like weird pop-ups in his vision: [SYSTEM ACTIVATED:] [Synchronization Complete. Host Identity: Eren Voss (Adopted), 18 years old.] [Current Location: Hinterland Village.] [Guardian: Mira Voss, adoptive mother's younger sister.] [M*$U*#@S^$ COMPLETED: $^%$#@] Half of it was understandable, while the rest always flew right over his head. But honestly—what's a cryptic system got to do with him? He was already living his dream life, system or no system. After all, his busty step-aunt Mira was right here beside him. And every single night she’d sleep within arm’s reach, without hesitation or shame—unaware that she was slowly turning her innocent nephew into a lustful beast. Maybe this second life could finally solve his two lifetimes' worth of virginity problem? Join Eren as he navigates this lustful medieval world, seeking the truth behind his half-clear, possibly damaged system, while seducing, coaxing, and conquering every curvy MILF that crosses his path—starting, of course, with the very woman who raised him. Tags: r18 | harem | Reincarnation | adventure | action | transmigration | mystery | magic | myth | slice of life | romance | weak to strong | overpowered | kingdombuilding | conquer | medieval

Gem Atkinson, River State's Number One Gentleman, high-ranking and influential, handsome and unparalleled, known to the world as Young Master Unparalleled. Forsythia Brown lost her parents at a young age and lived in Atkinson Manor, not only did she not suffer the hardships of living under someone else's roof, but instead grew increasingly proud of being Miss Atkinson. Gem Atkinson was the one who had encouraged her insouciance. 【Example One】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss has scratched Miss Spencer's face." "Only the face? Hm, Viola, how I have taught you? If someone pushes you, at least beat them until they can't get out of bed for three months." 【Example Two】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss has broken the Governor's son's leg." "Oh, has Viola been injured?" Subordinate: Value your life, stay away from the Young Miss. 【Example Three】 "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss says she's going to the moon for Mid-Autumn cake this year." "Contact the Space Agency, arrange the time." Subordinates: Kneel and hug the Young Miss's leg, and beg for her presence. 【And Then…】 On the day of Gem Atkinson's wedding, the bride-to-be was tragically kidnapped. The culprit, Forsythia Brown! "Mr. Gem, the Young Miss said: if you marry her, she'll release the bride, otherwise, she tears the ticket." "I'll marry." Forsythia Brown successfully forced marriage and transformed from Miss Atkinson to Young Mrs. Atkinson. Thereafter, the couple had a deep love for each other, which attracted the envy of others. However, just three short years later, the couple's love broke apart. "Forsythia Brown, if you don't suffer imprisonment, who else will?" Gem Atkinson personally sent Forsythia Brown to prison. Five years later, Forsythia Brown was released from prison. From then on, love and resentment grew, and the wind and clouds rose. In the midst of life and death, she realized that he had always been deeply devoted to her and had always protected her under his wings! ★ In one sentence: this is a story about a flapper who transformed into a queen. Another sentence: also a story of a cool, domineering, and super cute baby who is involved with her father's love and hatred. ★ 【Father-daughter confrontation One】 "Handsome brother, I'm four years old, not a one-year-old kid. That was a real attack, how can you say it was just a drill with a clear conscience?" A certain man, eyes flashing with stars: What a cool kid. ★ One-on-one, pure in body and mind, open country, please don't read into it too much. ★ On another note, for those who love ancient novels, please check out my finished works: "My Wife" is a match between a handsome, noble appearance and a cunning, wealthy lady. "Master's Planted" is a clever teacher-student showdown among high-level players! "Master's Return to Overbearing Spoiling" is a love for beauties but not the country! "My Empress, Emperor Zhangsun" is the story of the tyrant favored by the once-in-a-lifetime emperor.

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

Nova scrambled backwards, panting hard, her short locks clinging to her damp forehead as she watched this predator stalk towards her. The vibrant and lively forest hushed, almost holding its breath to watch the scene unfold. Great, she had an audience for what would surely be a gruesome death. Death looked... a little... rugged and in nothing but a loin cloth, defined by slabs of muscle, a trail of hair leading down to such a small piece of cloth to hide a large- A spine-chilling growl snapped her gaze back up to meet his golden-red eyes, fiery, and intense, glaring at Nova as he slammed his hands either side of her head. Pieces of bark crumbled down from the impact. "I told you not to run..." He threatened, his eyes piercing hers, his voice more guttural than she'd heard from any male. His eyes clenched shut as his body trembled. "My instinct is to always stalk, always chase... until I get what I want.." Their faces were inches apart. She could feel his hot breath fanning her face. The forest was humid and hot, and his body was so close to hers that it was almost unbearable. The gruff voice, those words and the intensity of those eyes that reminded her of sunsets caused goosebumps to flourish across her arms. "What do you want?" Nova swallowed, not recognising her voice. She was so out of her depth. His chest rumbled, and more bark crumbled down from behind her head. "You..." Her breath hitched. "To. Do. As. You're. Told." - Paradise was what Nova Winslow was promised when her boyfriend whisked her away to Isla De Tayun, the perfect getaway for their busy lives. It was untouched, pristine, a hidden gem. But it had remained that way for a reason. The island doesn’t want visitors. And neither do the natives. What should have been a romantic retreat, drinking from coconuts and lounging on white-sandy beaches together, turns into a holiday from hell. Mid-argument with her soon-to-be ex, Nova stumbles into a lake. When she resurfaces, her boyfriend, the path she came from, and the resort have vanished. Alone, stranded, and with little survival skills, Nova has only a wet phone with no signal, a pair of heels, and an irrational fear of bats—which are everywhere. She is out of her depth when she falls into a mystical world of beasts. Hunted by tribesmen, stalked by beasts that shouldn't exist, and hearing animals speak, she has no choice but to trust the wild beast the forest itself fears—Yoa, a wanted man. Together, they flee the tribes pursuing them all while battling her growing attraction to Yoa. Can she survive the wild and make it back to her civilised life? Or will she lose herself to the untamed world—and to the man who belongs to it? #Beast #Ssssteamy #Adventure #Mythical #R18 -- THERE WILL BE MATURE CONTENT!! -- If you are enjoying the story, please vote with a power stone, leave comments and review! -- Cover Image: In the middle of getting one commissioned. My Instagram: @kelly_starrz My new discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa

Genre: Billionaire Romance / Obsession / Corporate War / Emotional Drama Joseph León was the most feared name in oil — Mexico’s oil tycoon with empires that stretched across oceans. His name opened doors in Dubai, whispered in Geneva, and commanded boardrooms in Texas. But in the private sanctum of his glass-walled penthouse above Mexico City, the only thing that brought him to his knees… was Green. Green Ariza. The sharp-tongued, warm-eyed girl from the southeast — who didn’t care for oil, power, or the billions in his offshore accounts. And that terrified Joseph more than any corporate war. She stormed into his office, her heels clicking furiously against the Italian marble. Her worn leather bag slammed onto the chair with finality. “I want to talk to you, Joseph!” she snapped. Behind his desk, Joseph was mid-call with a venture capitalist from Qatar, trying to lock in a deal worth $1.3 billion. He held up one finger without looking up — only for a second — then paused. His eyes met hers. Sharp. Furious. Tired of something. He ended the call. “I’ll speak to you later,” he said calmly, before the voice on the other line could protest. “Yes, I know it’s urgent.” He hung up, removed his glasses, and leaned back in his chair. His gaze softened. “What does my love want that has her so upset?” he asked, like the storm in her eyes didn’t scare him. “A Maserati? Givenchy? My black card is right there—just whisper what you want, and it’s yours.” Green exhaled, shaking her head. “I’m not here for gifts, Joseph.” “I know.” “No, you don’t. You always think money can fix things.” “I absolutely don’t think that.” “You bought the company I worked for because I said I was scared of getting fired—how is that not thinking money fixes things?” “I bought it,” he said quietly, “because it was the only way I could keep seeing you. You were avoiding me. Saying you couldn’t risk your job. So I made it yours. You’re head of creative strategy now. With triple your old salary. And you only work when you want.” She turned away, rubbing her forehead. “Green,” he said, his voice a low murmur now. “Can I touch you?” She blinked at him. “Are you asking permission to touch me?” “You usually get angry when I touch you during a fight,” he said honestly, standing slowly. “You say I use it to make you forget why you’re mad.” “…Because you do.” “And you let me.” She turned to face him, and for a moment, neither said a word. He reached out, gently, his hand grazing her elbow. “So tell me, why are you really angry?” She looked away. “Is it because of the girl at the gala?” he asked. Her head snapped back toward him. “She’s like a sister. My father’s goddaughter.” “She was holding your hand.” “She’s grieving. Her brother was assassinated in Bogotá.” Green stepped back, arms folded. “You don’t even see how many women throw themselves at you. My mother tells me I’m stupid for staying. That I should leave you and marry someone safer. Someone like Don Frederick.” Joseph’s jaw tightened. “Don Frederick is a snake with a fake smile and a poisoned chalice. He’s not safe, he’s subtle. That’s worse.” “My mother doesn’t care,” Green said bitterly. “She only sees headlines. And dollar signs.” “What do you see?” he asked, stepping closer. “When you look at me. What do you see?” She didn’t answer. He touched her cheek, gently. “Do you think I’d let myself love anyone but you? I’d burn down every oil well I own before I lose you.” She blinked. “Don’t say things like that.” “Why? Because you believe me?” “No,” she whispered. “Because I do.”

She's gonna kill the instructor, Alpha," Talon had said. "Or herself. Or both. There's no telling with that one. The sex ed teacher made her do diagrams today." Apparently, the instructor was relentless. No subtlety. No metaphors. No poetic euphemisms. Nope. Just hard, anatomical facts and brutally graphic expectations. And Luna? Poor, brave, deeply mortified Luna? She was dying. Every. Single. Day. Kyllian smirked as he stepped into his quarters. Her scent hit him instantly. He heard a thud upstairs. He climbed the stairs quietly, not wanting to startle her mid-breakdown. At the top, he paused, listening. "…and then she said, if you do not properly stimulate the upper hood of the clitoris—WHAT EVEN IS A CLITORIS HOOD?! Is it a hat? Why does it need a hat?!" Kyllian barely contained his laughter, biting his knuckles as Talon's voice drifted back. "Technically, it's a fold of skin. Like a protective flap." "Oh my GODS, Talon, get out before I break something over your head." There was a loud thwap. Possibly a throw pillow. Kyllian finally entered the room, casual as ever. "Sounds like your education is going well." Luna turned, her eyes wide with righteous fury and embarrassment. "I'm scarred, Kyllian," she hissed. "Mentally. Emotionally. Spiritually." He raised a brow. "That bad, huh?" "She made me draw a penis yesterday." Talon snorted behind her. "It was terrible. Looked like a deformed eggplant." Luna hurled a throw pillow at him. "GET OUT!" Talon darted from the room with a cackle. "So," Kyllian said, lounging back in one of the plush velvet armchairs in the sitting room "What did you learn today that has your knickers in a twist?" Luna, standing in the middle of the room with her arms crossed and a deeply offended look on her face, sighed dramatically. "I learned how to perform oral sex." Kyllian blinked. "I… I beg your pardon?" She tilted her head, sarcasm oozing from every word. "Oral sex, Kyllian. With detail. And a diagram. And a banana." "A banana?" "A banana!" she repeated, throwing her hands in the air. "Like, is that standard procedure?" Kyllian grinned, his amusement growing. "Come on, tell me how she explained it." His tone had shifted less teasing now and more intrigued, though he still wore that maddening smirk. He shifted forward in his seat, elbows resting on his knees. Luna narrowed her eyes at him suspiciously. "Why? So you can laugh at me?" "Absolutely," he said with zero shame. "But mostly because I want to see this banana demonstration for myself." With a dramatic groan, she snatched the nearest banana from the fruit bowl on the coffee table. The irony that it had been sitting right there, mocking her with its yellow smugness, was not lost on her. She held it up with two fingers. "Okay, so first, she said this is the penis…" Kyllian held up a finger. "Wait. Did she call it that?" ***** What happens when a werewolf princess is created for one sole purpose? For revenge against the vampire prince. Princess Luna is artificially mated to Prince Damien. She fights the bond with everything and even agrees to an arranged marriage with Alpha Kyllian. but when her survival depends on a hard choice, the prince chooses to mark her even when it meant it would take him down. Dying and still refused by the werewolf princess, he has to find a way to provide an heir for his people or his uncle Gabriel will turn the entire Blood City upside down if he takes the throne. His people look to him for their own survival but then his only chance of living might be to find his true mate. Will his bond with Luna be able to withstand what fate and politics throw their way?

**Mature Content Warning** This novel contains morally bankrupt decisions, unapologetically villainous behavior, corporate warfare, system abuse, woman-stealing, protagonist-trampling, psychological manipulation, and occasional spicy entanglements—some consensual, others complicated. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- In a world eerily similar to Earth—only where megacorporations rule entire cities and states like feudal lords—Vincent Cornelius wakes up in a soft bed beside a plump beauty. Reincarnated into the body of a rich, arrogant CEO in the gleaming city of Autumnvale, Vincent soon discovers he’s not just any rich patriarch—he’s a “villain father”, the kind destined to be humiliated, ruined, and killed so that his pathetic son, Lucas, can become a stepping stone for some arrogant, heaven-defying, cliché cultivation protagonist. But fate doesn’t know what it’s dealing with. Because Vincent isn't here to follow the script—he’s here to rewrite it. Armed with the Corporate Villain Expansion System, Vincent earns Villain Points for every time he defies the story’s “fated path”: Let the "hidden young master" stay hidden? +300 Villain points Humiliate the trash protagonist who awakened a divine bloodline? +500 VP ‘Educating’ his own useless son? +100 Luck Points! Giving female lead a ‘taste’ of reality? +1000VP +200LP Skills, poisons, underhanded deals, reputation-crushing press leaks—he can buy it all from the system, as long as he plays the role of the perfect villain… and wins. In a land where cultivation powers are monopolized by corporations, and destiny is rigged in favor of cookie-cutter protagonists, Vincent must grow his mid-tier family business into a corporate empire through any means necessary that can crush fated heroes and hostile corporations beneath its polished leather shoes. The world wants him dead. The story demands he lose. But Vincent Cornelius didn’t reincarnate to be anyone’s footnote. He’s about to prove that in this world, the real golden finger is a hostile takeover. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer (Filed Personally by Vincent Cornelius): If, by some cosmic accident, any names, corporations, or highly sensitive trade empires mentioned in this story resemble real-world entities—rest assured, it’s entirely coincidental. I am far too busy conquering fictional markets to bother with actual ones. No offense is intended. No lawsuits, either. Unless you’re a protagonist. In which case… file away. I'll be waiting—with a better lawyer and a hostile takeover plan. This is fiction. Relax. Or invest. E-Mail- xxvincentcorneliusxx@gmail.com

Villain System: Activated > Alignment: Chaotic Evil Objective: Obey the plot, serve the empire, die like a good villain. Yeah, no thanks. I woke up as Dorian Valen—sadistic noble, arsonist, war criminal, mid-tier villain with a face everyone wants to stab. The story wants me to beg for my life, cough up secrets, and die at sunrise so the hero can get a shiny new power-up. Been there, read that. But I'm not here to follow the script. I'm here to flip the table. I’ll expose the cracks in the empire, dismantle the hero’s halo, weaponize every trope, and corrupt the system that tried to cage me. And if I have to burn the world down to do it? Well… I’ve got the villain system. Might as well make it earn its name.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━ WSAC 2025 ENTRY ━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Alternative Title(s): D-Drive Game Trial!, Becoming Mid, Becoming Night, Becoming Midnight, BM(N) DISCLAIMER: Becoming Mid is about survival, mind-games, betrayal, violence, lust, and terrible choices people make when nothing left: The worst side of people when winning means everything. Therefore, this is not a story for the lighthearted individuals. Every time midnight passes, the name 4URmn_x or Midnight always haunts the Japanese gaming world. Known as the number one gamer, their skill across various genres – MMORPGs, gacha, and even platformers – has made them a mysterious and feared figure. No one knows their real identity. They always use the same username, avatar, and bio: "My name is Midnight. And this account is served for your midnight's nightmare with me as an x." For years, Midnight has only ever lost once in each game, sparking various theories. Some say they did it on purpose, others believe their opponent was just lucky, and there are even rumors about a self-made intelligent automation program. Each of their victories always ends with the legendary message: "Too easy. Victory is mine." However, everything changes when they are challenged to enter a mysterious survival game after getting humiliated by their rival, where every weekend, players must kill or manipulate each other to survive. Midnight arrives empty-handed, underestimated, and given the title "Mid Gamer" due to their weak physique and meager equipment. But with their intelligence and survival instincts, Midnight is determined to prove that victory is not always determined by weapons or status, but rather by brains, courage, and precise timing. Can Midnight change the game and carve their name into this survival world?

A young man's daughter is kidnapped by a powerful man who flies through space, surrounded by a mysterious aura. In response, the young man quickly prepares his spacecraft and takes off in pursuit. Unfortunately, his ship is not designed for long-distance travel, and it breaks down mid-journey, forcing him to land on the surface of an unknown planet. What will he encounter there? And how will he find a way to continue his mission across the stars to locate his daughter's abductor?

Năm 2035, thế giới ra mắt trò chơi thực tế ảo hoàn toàn mới – Survival Arena, nơi hơn 195 tuyển thủ đến từ khắp các quốc gia được đưa vào một thế giới ảo khắc nghiệt. Tại đây, chỉ có một người duy nhất được sống sót và trở thành Vua Trò Chơi. Không chỉ là trò chơi, đây là cuộc chiến của sức mạnh, chiến thuật, lòng tin và cả phản bội. Mỗi người chơi mang một kỹ năng riêng, một tính cách khác biệt, tạo nên những cuộc đối đầu bùng nổ, dở khóc dở cười. Nhân vật chính – Trương Đức Phúc, một thanh niên Việt Nam với class "Sát Thủ Thời Gian", nhanh nhẹn, lầy lội và bất cần – bất ngờ lọt vào Top 3 bảng xếp hạng và trở thành cái tên gây chấn động toàn server. Cùng với hai người đồng đội bá đạo: – Park Seo Won: Thánh Quang Pháp Sư đẹp trai đến từ Hàn Quốc – Daw Chathara: Tanker tăng động đến từ Thái Lan Bộ ba Hunter Cake bắt đầu càn quét server theo cách "không giống ai", vừa tấu hài, vừa đối đầu với những top thế giới như Daan (Hà Lan – Top 1), Logan (Mỹ – Top 2), Claire (Pháp – Top 4)... Khi cổng “The Hell” mở ra, mid-game bắt đầu. Máu, nước mắt và tiếng cười đan xen – chỉ một sai lầm sẽ khiến bạn bay màu khỏi thế giới ảo... và khỏi cả cuộc đời thật.

In his last life, Prince Aleric got cheated on, blamed for everything, and died like a dramatic side character. This time? He’s not falling in love. He’s marrying some exiled noble with no soul weapon, no personality, and no future. Kael Valen was supposed to be safe. Emotionless. Forgettable. Then Aleric accidentally awakened the ancient holy sword. Kael smiled. And the murders began. Turns out Kael is the reincarnated God of Destruction. He's also weirdly clingy, emotionally unstable, and thinks “acts of devotion” include blowing up palaces and baking terrible cookies. Now Aleric lives in a haunted mansion with his suspiciously affectionate husband, sits on the imperial throne without permission, and is constantly trying to stop Kael from killing people mid-tea. He wanted quiet revenge and financial security. What he got was a golden retriever husband with abandonment issues and a divine kill count. Aleric: “Kael, you can’t just behead people because they looked at me.” Kael, smiling with blood on his hands: “But you looked uncomfortable.”

Yun Jin was supposed to die—a forgettable cannon fodder chewed up by the plot to make the real heroine shine. But after centuries of grinding through infinite worlds as a system’s lackey, she’s back, armed with a golden finger that’s anything but conventional. Meet the "Super Simplified System." Its goal? Make cultivation stupidly easy. Problem? To keep it running, Yun Jin needs emotional fuel—and the more chaos she causes, the more points she gets. —Trying to meditate? Simplified. Now she absorbs qi by… snacking on melon seeds. —Sect elders preaching discipline? Oops. She just yawned mid-lecture—+500 Emotion Points. —Destined to be a nobody? Not today. Every outraged gasp, every baffled stare—power-ups in disguise. Between accidentally trolling the entire cultivation world and rewriting her "doormat" destiny, Yun Jin’s counterattack is a masterclass in productive pandemonium. Who needs hard work when you can harvest rage, confusion, and sheer disbelief—and call it cultivation? Chaos. Comedy. Comeuppance. (And maybe, just maybe, world domination.) [NoCP]

Damon was once an angel—a guardian of light, honor, and sacred law. But when he defied Heaven and fell in love with a human woman, he was punished for his sin. His wings were torn from him, and he was cast down to Earth as a devil. Now, Damon has one final chance. He has been given a year to live among humans in his cursed form. If he can complete this year without falling in love, his soul will be redeemed, and he will be welcomed back into Heaven. But fate has other plans. Alina Rael was born a fighter. At just 26, she became the CEO of her family’s billion-dollar company. But power invites betrayal—and her own stepbrother rips everything from her. Overnight, she’s branded a criminal, her assets are frozen, and her reputation destroyed. When masked men push her off a rooftop, she doesn’t expect to survive. But she does—thanks to Damon, the mysterious devil who saves her mid-fall. And she sees everything—his wings, his scars, his burning golden eyes. Alina doesn’t run. She strikes a deal. > “Marry me. Help me take back my company and my life. In return, I’ll keep your secret.” Forced into a contract marriage with a woman who doesn’t fear him, Damon is pulled into Alina’s ruthless world of corporate revenge, hidden enemies, and fragile humanity. But as they fight side by side, Damon starts to feel what he must not—love. And with every heartbeat that strays, the clock ticks louder toward his eternal damnation.

A normal man got reincarnated into novel world as a mid boss villain. As someone who read the novel he know that his life is manipulated by Sengkuni and Karno till the day he was dead. He is struggling to break free from the main villains machinations. But breaking free from theirs machinations isn’t easy, he must carefully treading his step while hiding the fact that he know of their existence and intentions.

It began with silence. Not the kind that crept through rooms late at night, or the kind that blanketed cities before a storm—but a silence that stretched across continents. A pause. A universal hush. Then, all at once, every living person on Earth heard it not through their ears, but deep inside their minds. "A new emperor has been born." The words were clear. Ancient. Powerful. Spoken in no language and yet understood by all. Some froze mid-step. Some wept without knowing why. Others—those with power or knowledge of the unseen—felt a ripple of energy surge through the layers of reality. The message didn’t stop at Earth. It passed through dreams, planes, and dimensions. And somewhere deep beneath layers of forgotten space, ancient things stirred. Beings locked away for centuries shifted in their prisons. Some smiled. Others screamed. Not all of them were sane anymore. Most of these creatures once gods, demons, or monsters had been cast into the crevices of existence. Trapped in what humans now called hells, their forms and minds had twisted over the ages. Once noble or divine, they had become demonic, dangerous, desperate. The message had confirmed what they had long feared and hoped: the imperial line had returned. An emperor had risen. In the deepest chambers of shadow governments and secret orders, alarms were triggered. Hidden organizations the kind that even presidents answered to scrambled into action. They knew what the return of an emperor meant: chaos... or salvation. And somewhere on the slopes of an old mountain, a young man named Philip stood he had just accepted the final legacy He didn’t hear the message. Not like the others. For him, the silence remained. But something within him shifted.

There once upon-a-time roamed a boy. The boy went from a baby to a toddler. Then from a toddler to a child. Then a child to a boy. Then from a boy to a man. But, no matter how old he grew, no matter how much time passed, he kept on pondering and pondering, if people reflected on their existence, then what did existence reflect on? No matter if he was crawling on all fours with a pacifier, drawing a red house on a green hill with a painting brush, fishing for big and small fishies in his small, little boat, skinning a deer he had caught, or even sleeping, the question persisted. No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't reach the answer. He became a tutor, an arms dealer, a killer, a hacker, a criminal, a thief. He thought about it, and considered it wasn't enough. So... he kept looping. And looping. And looping. He ascended. He became an angel, but he didn't stop. He became a fallen angel, he didn't stop. An archangel, a seraphim, stop? Not yet. Keep going. Keep going. A Cherubim. A Demigod. A Lower, Mid, Upper God. He went beyond. Skip, skip, skip. Loop, loop, loop. Pantheons, Primoridals, Outer Gods, World gods, Pre-primordial, True Gods, Elemental principles, Pre-historical Aeons, Abstract entities, Logos, Emanation of the source, The Nameless One, The Supreme one. Yet, after going beyond all that, there was something he could never reach. He could never reach the level of 'it' or the same classification. He could never reach the level of 'The Exalted', or what lay beyond it. Reason? Simple. Because he was meant to be 'The Teacher'. Join Watch and his adventure in roaming the lands, transmigrating into a novel and tutoring the daughter of a certain demon king on how decimate an entire country to ashes, living with the protagonist, heroines, villains, and a third-rate transmigrated villain from a game, exploring new worlds and omniverses, creating and destroying sects, getting banned from the afterlife, speedrunning world domination with zero stat points, setting worlds on fire, destroying a yuri and futa (hehe...) empire, seducing fate itself, starting cults, churches, cucking the Eight Goddesses, fighting entities that should have not existed, gathering his sibling mechanisms, instigating universal wars, killing protagonists, and much, much, more! +++++ #NoNTR #Evil MC #Villain #High Fantasy #Low Fantasy #R18 # Worlds #Universes #Cosmic Horror #Comedy #Threesome #Imperial Harem #Daughters # Incest #Harem #Strong to Stronger #Elf #Deities #Angels #Beings #Fallen Angels #Demons #Gore #Conquor #Mystery #liminality #Races #Politics #Action #Adventure #Unique Worldbuilding #Ascension #Fellatio #Anal #Supernatural #Netori #Urbanfantasy #Superpowers #Cultivation #Goddess #First-time Intercourse -------- Author's note: I am new to writing, so please bear with me at first, over time, my writing improves and will improve even more in the future. Thank you! ------------ Discord: https://discord.gg/n2vvnVTD

She was hired by fate. He was broken by ambition. Together, they’ll rewrite each other’s worlds. Amara Selwyn never imagined that a part-time assistant job to an elderly gentleman in Kensington would change her life forever. A struggling student with a bright spirit and big dreams, Amara is determined to carve her own path despite financial hardships. Caden Whitmore is a brilliant, ruthless billionaire CEO in his mid-thirties a man whose name commands respect in boardrooms and admiration in social circles. Known for his talent, power, and magnetic charm, Caden’s reputation precedes him. Women are drawn to him, but he changes partners as easily as he changes suits. His relationships never last, yet no one dares to break ties with him, bound by his influence and unyielding dominance. When an unexpected arrangement binds Amara and Caden in marriage, she is thrust into a glittering but ruthless world where power and wealth rule, and trust is scarce. Thrown into high society’s glare, hostile relatives, and the icy walls of a husband who guards his heart fiercely, Amara must find her strength and voice. Slowly, her warmth and unwavering spirit begin to crack Caden’s hardened exterior forcing him to confront the wounds beneath his fame and fortune. What started as a marriage of convenience soon becomes a journey of healing, passion, and transformation. But can love survive when both carry scars no money can erase?

Dragon’s Tale: Ultimate was the VRMMORPG to end all VRMMORPGs—a fantasy world where players chose from hundreds of dragon classes to fight, grind, evolve, and eventually ascend to the legendary title of [Dragon Sage], a divine heavenly serpent. Shake the heavens, change the meta entirely. It was something that all fought for, but none achieved. 17-year-old Ryuuzen Valeflame was this close to achieving it. One of the top players. Dark Silver Dragonoid breed. Built different. But sabotage, backstabs, and RNG hell meant he never reached the endgame title. So, in the final hours before the servers shut down forever, he decided to solo one of the hardest legacy bosses—just for the memories. He did not expect to get hit by [Tier 0: Medusa’s Stare] and turn to stone mid-fight. He also didn’t expect the shutdown to happen before he could hit the logout button. And so he stayed. Frozen. Forgotten. For thousands of in-game years. Until now. Ryuuzen wakes up in a very different Dragonia—no players, no devs, just ancient legends and glitchy memories of the old world. Turns out, he’s still a Dark Silver Dragon… and now technically a divine being revered. So yeah. If he’s gonna be stuck here? He might as well finally become the [Dragon Sage]—for real this time. Join Ryuuzen on his chaotic journey through a world that barely remembers what patch notes even were. With absurd companions, cults who think he’s a god, and enough overpowered dragon nonsense to crash an old server—this isekai is about to get out of hand.

Kang Jihan, in his mid-twenties, had a different genre in life than the rest a gamer who played the game Tower of Rift. But his life’s genre changed when the game he had only played turned into reality. He survives using his game knowledge, but things aren’t the same. New rules. New characters some stand in his way, others become his allies. Now, he only has his knowledge and the will to change his genre forever.

Dom, a man in his mid-twenties, suddenly gets reincarnated into the harsh post-apocalyptic world of his favorite game series, Wastelander. With his previous life ended and his new one just beginning he needed a new goal to strive for, and so with an ambitious heart, he decided to pursue the monstrous goal of conquering the wasteland in its entirety that has been left scarred by atomic fire for some two centuries. On his journey through this new world, he’ll come face to face with all sorts of dangers ranging anywhere from mutants wanting to tear any human they come across to shreds for a quick meal to bandit clans that love to rape, pillage, and sell their victims into slavery. Despite those prevalent threats seeming dangerous enough to deter most from even attempting to set foot outside the confines of whatever safe haven they have, they're not even the worst of what he’ll come across in the pursuit of his goals. Dom’s quest will have him go toe to toe with the many powers that exist across the wasteland and their armies in his quest to one day conquer it. Will Dom achieve his dreams in this life or will he succumb to the many dangers that exist within the wasteland and beyond? | Other information | This is not a privilege novel and never will be. Other Tags: Relatively Ruthless MC, Faction Building, War, Aliens, Space Travel, Mutants, Robots, Exploration, Cannibals, Sex, Drugs, Slavery, Galactic Conquest, Cultivation, MC POV Only | Links | Discord Link: https://discord.gg/NP8e6CymdY Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/PowerArmorGuy