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Derek McCoy was a man who spent his entire life facing adversity and injustice. After being forced to settle with surviving rather than living, he had finally found his place in the world, until everything was taken from him one last time. After losing his life to avenge his murdered brother, he reincarnates until he finds a world worth living in, a world filled with magic and monsters. Follow him along his journey, from grieving brother to alien soldier. From infant to Supreme Magus. ------------------------------------------- Tags: Transmigration, Male MC, Western Fantasy Schedule: 12 chapters/week (unless I'm ill or stuff happens) Chapter Lenght: 1200 - 1400 words Warning: The MC is not a hero nor an anti-hero. He is a broken, cynic and misanthropic person looking only for his own gain. If you are looking for a forgiving, nice, MC that goes around saving people in distress, this is not your cup of tea. Same if you want an unchanging MC with no character development. ------------------------------------------- Discord Server: https://discord.gg/suprememagus ---------------------------------------- Cover of Tiamat form Lith Verhen by josh groban aka manohar aka Animustw. My new Pfp was made by Josh (same as above). Visit the official discord for his official portraits of the characters.

Apocalypse? Check. Survival? Check. Stealing Wives? Double Check. Wang Po thought he was just a regular, lonely guy with no future. But one fateful night, the apocalypse descended, turning the world upside down. With nothing but his system and a weapon, he's quickly becoming a force to be reckoned with. The rules are simple: the world’s ending, food and water are scarce, and men are desperate. But Wang Po isn’t just fighting for survival. No, he’s taking something more... precious. The wives of other men. His secret? A system that grants him endless food, water, and weapons—but at a cost: his mental strength. His abilities aren’t supernatural, but a bullet is still a bullet, and no amount of magic can stop him. His charm? Unmatched. His skills? Deadly. His goal? Build a harem, one wife at a time? Fuck it, send em in batch. But it’s not all smooth sailing. Some men want revenge. Others are simply heartbroken. And then, there’s the supernatural, lurking in the shadows, adding chaos to the already deadly mix. Will Wang Po's rise to power be unstoppable, or will his enemies have the last laugh? The game is on, and the stakes have never been higher. Warning: This is no fairytale. Wives, daughters, and hearts will be broken. If you're ready for a thrilling, action-packed journey of dominance and survival, you’ve come to the right place. Le husbands: “That bastard took everything... my wife, my daughter... He’ll pay for this.” "We were supposed to be together forever... Why did it have to end like this?” “If she’s happy with him, then I’ll support her. But it still hurts.” "How could I let him take what’s mine? I’m a god—no, a warlord! I will tear him apart!” “Anyone want this green hat? It’s free, for the right price.” Le wives: “Ahhh! Please, I’m... a little busy right now...” “Mmm, I didn’t know it could feel this good... Help me, I can’t walk straight!” “I don’t know what happened, but I’m sore, I can’t breathe...!” "Stop! I’m undressing, give me food... Ahh, kimchi..." ... After reading this you will say; “Peak fiction, 110 out of 10. This is why I wake up in the morning.” “How does this guy do it? A masterpiece of twisted brilliance. I’m hooked for life.” “This is art. The writing Dao is so powerful “Slap that booty yeahhhhhh!!!" ---~~~--- Apocalypse isn't for a weak heart go and play candy crush.

" Ahh! I must be going crazy," Emily sighed, turning on the tap and splashing water on her face. After repeating the same action for a few minutes, she finally calmed down and went back to bed. In a love-hate situation, Emily white falls head over heels for Eric Brown, the son was the man who killed her entire family and destroyed her life. Emily was set to take Revenge for her family, but when she met Eric, her heart Bagan beat for him. Eric Brown, the sitting president of ABM group, is cold domineering, and ruthless, just like his father, ABM group chairman. Their goal was to remain the sole power in the Technology industry and the business sector of their country at all costs. The cold heart CEO meets Emily White, the CEO of the new technology company that has become his biggest rival, But strangely the woman turned on something in his heart. Will love win over vengeance and Greed? Find out.

In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation. But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures. However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts. ---------------------------- Black box: Someone: "Darling, help me deal with these people." Sian: "Stay away from me. I have nothing to do with you or them." Someone, with fake tears: "Darling, I’m hurt. Come kiss me here, and the pain will go away." Sian, holding a military knife: "Does it hurt there? How about I just cut it off for you?" Someone, stripping Sian’s clothes: "Darling, you look so beautiful when you’re angry. I can’t take it anymore." Sian: "Go to hell! Ah—ahh! Stop it—stop! That hurts! Quit biting me, you damn dog!"      ---------------------------------------     Dear readers, welcome to an exciting adventure! This is a captivating BL novel filled with +18 scenes that add a spark of joy and love and some sadness. If you’re open to exploring vibrant stories and vibrant connections, dive right in to accompany our Angel, the MC " Sian," on his journey in this new world. PS: the cover+ the ML photo are not mine.

Ash Flameheart, a young boy who aspired to be a Greatest Beastmaster Of All Time, was on the verge of death. Betrayed by the Hero’s party, they left him to die in the hands of the Demon King’s army. As his llife gently ebb away after he muttered his last word to the world. “Ahh, I wish I could fly, free as a bird, soaring through the skies and beyond.” After his untimely demise, his soul transmigrated into another world. The Immortal Beast Realm! An eternity later, Ash opened his eyes and found himself encased in a dark space. Beep! [Beast Master System has been installed into a new host] [Calibrating the Host…] [Name: Ash Flameheart] [Species: Heavenly Phoenix] [Growth Stage: Hatchling Phoenix] [Cultivation Arts: Heavenly Beast Taming Art | Feather Swords Gather Array (Not Not Yet Learned) | Eternal Blood Flames(Not Yet Learned) | Ten Thousands Faces Mantra(Not Yet Learned)] Survival of the fittest! Tame or be tamed. Kill or be Killed!

a story of a person that try to change a Fate that has been cast long time ago... (pls someone do something for the cover .. that's my shit ahh drawing)

A cultivator with normal aptitude finally found a treasure that could change his life but to his disappointment, he could not directly benefit from it. *Warning* The MC of this story is goofy. If you are looking for a smart and serious MC, you will be disappointed. Also, my grammar is shit. If you receive brain damage after reading the first chapter, run. ----------- Upload Schedule: Monday-Friday. Weekend rest. ----------- 30 chapters ahead on Patreon, patreon.com/PotatoHero ----------- My ko-fi link is for those who want to support me. ko-fi.com/PotatoHero

Jack? This world knows a few Jacks. You might know Jack Dawson. Yeah, the beautiful Jack from Titanic. Jack Dawson, that guy had a sincere love for Rose, a free spirit, and a captivating presence—oh, and he was poor. Well, except for the captivating presence, that guy's clearly not me. Poor? Hell no, I've had everything since birth that you’d struggle for decades to get. A free spirit? No, I've lived by schedules and rules since I was five. Sincere love? No, I don’t think so; the love I have is obsession. Lady Daisy, a ballerina. The first time I saw her, she was a cute little girl running around in pink ballet shoes. Who knew she’d grow into such a captivating woman? Wavy ash-grey hair cascading down, shining green eyes, light skin, and a perfect body. After a long time, I saw her again. when she came to the hospital where I work with her coach; her leg was injured, badly. When I saw her as a kid, I admired her, she was so beautiful, with her bouncing ponytail, like a real-life Barbie. But now I understand, I’m not just admiring her; I’m addicted. Since she became my patient, I can’t stop thinking about her, searching for her, finding her. When she’s away, I’ll do anything to find her again, like a drug. Ahh… and would Jack Dawson die for Rose? We’re very different, huh? I’m not. I won’t die for her; in this vast world, only I deserve to be with her. I won't die until she ends up with someone else. Instead, I’ll kill for her, oh… I did. Because I’m the opposite of that Jack. I’m Jack Knight.

[SPIRITY WSA ENTRY - VILLAIN] When I was in middle school, my favorite genres were always Sci-fi and Reincarnation. So, when I heard that I was going to be reborn into a world of advanced AI and high tech, my excitement went through the roof, knowing that I would be reborn into my dream world. But that's not the only reason why I'm excited, because I knew to myself that in this life I would finally have a chance to find my cute heroine!! that's right... My ideal heroine... However, Little did I know that my heroines were all originally villainous villains?!!, whose fates are to destroy the world?! "Ahh shit...." ======== [Benefits of adding this to your collection] -Characters and worldview Illustrations for y'll! [Exclusive illustrations] -2.2k words per chapter for the first 10 chapters of the story. -Consistent weekly updates for you all! -It's free and accessible to read. -Writing development. -Update every 6:55 P.M / 18:55 (UTC+08) ======= Discord: https://discord.com/invite/pZHbXYjz

“You said you would leave me alone!” She snarled into his direction. “What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?” “Pleasuring you.” He cooed before raising his shiny fingers, “Look how you coat me. How wet you are, Leah.” She stared at the glistening fingers in the moonlight. Gulping at the sight of them, she sighed wearily before turning her eyes to him, “Lea-Ahh..” she moaned as he plunged his fingers inside, one by one, leisurely with no hurry, making her her legs quiver. “God..” “God?” He whispered against her ear, “No god, sweetness. Just me.” . ****** It was a dream to live like Leah Adams. And it was something she wished for once every day when she looked at her classmate. It was just a wish, a little thought she had. Until it came true, quite literally. The opportunity was thrown in her lap by no one other than Leah’s Adams father. She had to behave like his daughter, study like his daughter and rule a school like his daughter would. But with her broken mind and spirit, it was easily said and done especially when she had no home to go back to. The home that was burned forever. ***** Dark romance. You have been warned.

"Who do you think I am?" He whispered in her ear. "Fletcher... my.." "what? Your Romeo?" He chuckled. "No" He was surprised by her answer, "I'm Your juliet". She said with great courage. His eyes narrowed slightly. But the world is round and only one person can be on top. When a goofy girl falls for an ambitious dragon only to be hurt countless times... she grew brains and knew that the best revenge she could get was, aiming for his goals- Ruling the world. Thus became her motivation- revenge. She became the #1 woman in the world earning the alias, Juliet. "In the city's darkest alleys, a legendary crown has sparked a deadly game of cat and mouse. Two ruthless players, Juliet and Romeo, will stop at nothing to claim it. But what secrets lie behind Juliet's icy smile? Is she a pampered princess or a cunning predator? And what drives Romeo's relentless pursuit of power? Is he a brutal kingpin or a tragic hero? As they clash in a maelstrom of intrigue and deception, the stakes grow higher. Who will reign supreme? And what will be the true cost of their ambition? Is the world still big enough for love? when everyone wants to rule the world will feelings be considered? Dive into this heart-pumping thrill ride, where nothing is as it seems, and the truth is more shocking than fiction." Spoilers: She wasn't the overly bullied, weak and stupid FL you'd think. Ever watched the bad guys movie. That's how interesting things could get.

Most people are fond of rpg games. In most game they desire to be powerful. In rpg and isekai LNs where the main characters are summoned in another world for helping them fight the demon lord or something. A party consists of a DPS (Attacker), a tank, a ranger and spear. Did I miss something? Ahh yes, the healer. Ryoku, A boy who is a hardcore rpg gamer despises healers. Though when he gets transported in another world, he is evaluated as a Healer. But here is the twist. He is a healer who can't heal. Well then what's his powers? How is he special? Is he strong? Well not anyone knows but secrets do unveil when they start their new life in another world!

I wanna destroy that tight p*ssy of yours....... Ahh!!! let me go you bastard.. I promise I won't tell anyone hahahah who will you tell darling... said Liam to Sarah.......

Alicia once believed in love. She thought her marriage to Edward would be her forever, but forever turned out to be cold stares, endless silence, and a mistress he brought home after the war. The man she waited for now barely remembers she’s there, and the dreams they built together are nothing but dust. Then Lucien walked into her life. A charming, slightly eccentric florist who somehow knew how to make her laugh when she couldn’t even cry anymore. With him, she felt alive, like she mattered again. But before she could dare to hope, life hit her with one more cruel twist: a terminal diagnosis. Alicia makes a decision. She lets Edward go, divorcing him so he can play house with his mistress and illegitimate son. Then, she packs up her broken heart, dyes her hair, and disappears. She becomes Lucien’s assistant, running his chaotic flower shop, stealing moments of joy, and living on her own terms for once. It should’ve been the perfect ending—until Edward starts tearing the world apart to find her, refusing to believe she’s gone. And Lucien? He’s suddenly begging her not to give up, his usual sunny smile cracking as he pleads with her to keep fighting. Oh, and somehow, this goofy florist has a hoard of gold and rare herbs worth more than some kingdoms.

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

"In a far-off kingdom, Princess Sophia is forced to participate in a royal tournament to choose a suitor. But Sophia has other plans - she longs for independence, adventure, and a life beyond the castle walls. When her father, the king, discovers her reluctance, he sends her to New York to live with his uncle. As Sophia navigates the unfamiliar city streets, she must confront her own desires, loyalties, and sense of identity. Will she find a way to reconcile her royal past with her modern future, or will she forever be torn between two worlds? Sophia { "Ahh.. I didn't realize new york would be this crazy, all I see around me is romance, naughty teens. } Kelvin { That girl is just to sexy, can wait to touch her curvy tits, and f**k her tight pussy. } Dora { She is just a bitch, I am going to send some rough men to rape her } This story, is filled with romance, comedy.. And if you are not strong enough, you might not be able to withstand the scenes... From Castle walls to city streets..

In the year 2110, civilization teetered on the brink of collapse. Chaos and corruption consumed the world, but salvation came when fourteen deities descended, bestowing divine powers upon those who pledged to rebuild society and vanquish its evils. A century later, in 2210, Hiroshi Suguroma is born into the Death Faction, a group forged to embody balance and finality amidst a fractured world. From a young age, Hiroshi is exposed to the darkness of humanity. The weight of mortality and destruction becomes his constant companion, shaping his view of the world. As he grows, the line between duty and vengeance blurs. Will Hiroshi embrace the Death Faction's ideals to bring peace through balance, or will the shadows of his pain and power drive him to unleash death as a force of reckoning? His choice will tip the scales between salvation and annihilation, determining whether death is an end—or a new beginning. p.s I was gonna have a sick ahh cover but this app sucks and won't let me

Content: [Matured] “Brother Abubakar.” Soliat’s hardened nipple brought a moan to her lips. “You’re too conscious, it’s driving me insane.” He brushed a thumb to her lips. “Let me ask you a question, what I did at the party, did you like it?” Her heart hitched and she did not know her nipple would harden more than it already had, except it did. “Answer me.” Slowly he trailed a hand from her face down to her neck, then her cleavage to in between her breasts, pushing the towel downward. “I—we—it was in a public place, I—I don’t know.” He eyes left his finger and the assault it was committing to look at her face. “Would you know if I did it again?” He did not wait for her to reply and dragged off her towel, kissing her to the bed. “Brother Abubakar,” she moaned. “It’s Abubakar now.” He broke the kiss to say. He peppered light kisses on her cheek and trailed it to the sweet spot on her neck. “I will touch you, Solia, but I won’t go all the way, is that okay with you?” He covered her breasts with his hand and her reply came in soft moans. “Ahh!” She whimpered when his finger pinched her nipple and a pleasure pain swept through her. “There’s a thin line between pain and pleasure, darling, and if you let me, I’ll show you.” Then he replaced his torturing hand with his mouth. “Abubakar.” She arched her chest so that his warm mouth would completely cover her aching bud. “That’s more like it, moan for me some more.” He gave her hardened bud a torturously slow lick while his hand manifested on the other peach. His hand travelled down her body, twirling on her skin and caressing her waist. “Do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Brother—“ He bit her nipple. “Shall we try that again, do you like this, Solia?” “Yes, Abubakar.” Super hot, right? why not check out the book! It started with an idea and ended in the loving arms of a Muslim widow. Edegbe’s journey up north took a twisted turn and landed him in a dire situation where he had to choose between his friendship and love. In a frigid northern state, Edegbe finds that death is rife and normalcy is a luxury, but he is adamant and fights against all odds to achieve success. What he achieved instead is a dazzling relationship with a Muslim widow whose twin brother is madly in love with a woman whose interest, for a short while, laid with his friend. Edegbe let the drastic turn of event lead him, until he had to choose between his friend and the woman of his heart. Will Edegbe abandon his love, the woman who made the terrible things about the north bearable, or will he forfeit his friendship of many years? Please support with your gifts and votes.

Growing up, Rose's father kept her isolated in a mansion-sized cage of gold. Forced to grow up quickly after she runs away from her home, Rose learns firsthand that there is a lot of speciesism between werewolves and humans. Still unable to shift, she finds a mate and is thrust into the elaborate world of werewolves, council meetings, and territory battles. Aries has a past he wants to be forgotten and when he happens to run into his mate he's forced to change his plans in order to keep her and his pack safe. His secrets slowly come out forcing Rose to question how someone so cruel can be destined for her. Love story aside and with adamant hate for the way werewolves treat humans, Rose will have to work with Aries to change the way the council runs things. ~Excerpt~ "You're not reacting?" I said confused. He raised an eyebrow but otherwise looked indifferent. "Am I supposed to," it was more of a statement than a question but his lack of a reaction made me realize he actually had no clue who I was. I frowned at him analyzing him for a long time before my lips spread thin into a goofy grin. I gave him the biggest smile, one that I haven't given to anyone in a long time. "Rosabella," I said stretching my arm out in front of us. He stared at my outstretched hand for what felt like forever before his large hand wrapped itself around my smaller one. "Aries," he seemed to be making his grip as light as possible. Almost as if he feared that anything tighter than that would break my smaller hand in his. I tilted my head confused. "Like the god of war?" I asked. His grip suddenly tighten which made me flinch and he quickly let go before looking away from me as if trying to avoid eye contact. "Sure," he said. I was about to ask another question when I heard someone ask a group of ladies not too far away from us, "Have any of you seen this girl?" The woman looked at the picture and then looked up in confusion just before her eyes met mine and recognition hit her face like a slap to the cheek. I knew immediately that I had been found. "Shit," I said just as Ares walked up to what I was assuming was his motorcycle. He put his helmet on and the guys speaking to the lady a few feet away turned around to look at where the lady pointed me out. I yelped and jumped on the back of Aries motorcycle hugging him from behind for dear life. "What are you doing?" "Drive!" I don't know if it was the panic in my voice or the fact that I was shaking uncontrollably but thankfully he didn't question me further. He instead, stepped on it and we were speeding through the town just before the men could react.

(Mature content, smut,18+, no rape) ...... "What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." Jun Shang stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can shoot him down." ....... "Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh." ……… In a world ruled by business alliances, Jun Shang and Yun Xiao are forced into marriage for profit. Their families arrange it, and they agree to keep it strictly business - no love, just cold partnership. But during their honeymoon, something unexpected happens. They feel a strong attraction to each other and give in to desire, breaking the rules of their agreement. As they navigate the tricky world of corporate greed and family pressure, Jun Shang refuses to let go. He wants to understand Yun Xiao better and uncover her secrets. ......... Check out my patreon.com/Prabin776

"Hnnng." A woman's first moan was always a good sign. Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath. As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets. A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac. "Haa..." Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again. His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands. 'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his. "Ahh."

Ahh, no, there’s no half-assed harem shit here. Wait, you’re not looking for that too, are you? That’s cool! Let me introduce you to Darjend. A boy who’s got zero magic in a world full of it. And no, no, NO! This ain’t like those “never give up” animes where the loser gets to be a hero. Nah, there’s no plot armor here. Anyone can die, and if you don’t play right, you’re toast. Yep, even the main character. Now, the story? It’s pretty simple. A magicless crybaby at a magic school. Everyone bullies him, blah blah blah, the usual loser stuff. But then… something snaps. Something dark. Something deep inside him. He meets someone who changes everything. So who was this someone? A devil? No one knows. And how does this devil turn his life upside down? You’ll just have to find out. One way to do that: read the damn novel. Duh.

"Ahh, uhm, ahhh! Oh my god!" I gasped, my hands clawing at the damp sand beneath me. "Jesus Christ, stop moving." Nathan’s voice was sharp, edged with an authority I didn’t dare question. His brows furrowed in concentration as he knelt between my trembling legs, one hand gripping my thigh

This is a rewrite of the previous novel by the same name. Just re-doing some of the plot because I was pretty unsatisfied with it and restarting was easier than editing entire chapters. - Enno 'I've seen suffering, and these people haven't even witnessed what it truly is. The true face of suffering comes in the form of the ones you trust the most. It lurks underneath your shadows, in your past. Hiding beneath the surface, just waiting to enrapture you. None of these students see it. They don't understand it as I do. It's not as simple as they seem to think. A killer on the loose scares them, but the look of disdain their parents give them after every failed test doesn't even phase them. Really, they should all be worried about what goes on behind closed doors. Aruna's father is a cheater, lying and gambling his way to fame. Takue's mother drowns her sorrows in liquor, attempting to forget her husband's suicide. Ayato's sister sleeps with a different guy every day in a desperate attempt to hold together her failing life. True suffering, the essence of which can't even be looked at in the eyes, hides from them, and they're too scared to even look it in the eyes.' I slammed my journal closed. I couldn't have spaced out for more than a few minutes. Guilt weighs on my mind, but I shove it down nonetheless. Emotions are worthless, set in place by a God that doesn't even care for you. Ahh...I guess school starts soon. Oh well, it'll be at least somewhat interesting, maybe.

The Original title of this Novel was called: "Secrets of the Lonely" however, I am currently in the process of re-writing most of the novel's plot to be quite different. The name of the novel however, will remain the same. You can find another book written by me with this same synopsis and an actual cover. It will say it's the rewrite in the synopsis. 'I've seen suffering, and these people haven't even witnessed what it truly is. The true face of suffering comes in the form of the ones you trust the most. It lurks underneath your shadows, in your past. Hiding beneath the surface, just waiting to enrapture you. None of these students see it. They don't understand it as I do. It's not as simple as they seem to think. A killer on the loose scares them, but the look of disdain their parents give them after every failed test doesn't even phase them. Really, they should all be worried about what goes on behind closed doors. Aruna's father is a cheater, lying and gambling his way to fame. Takue's mother drowns her sorrows in liquor, attempting to forget her husband's suicide. Ayato's sister sleeps with a different guy every day in a desperate attempt to hold together her failing life. True suffering, the essence of which can't even be looked at in the eyes, hides from them, and they're too scared to even look it in the eyes.' I slammed my journal closed. I couldn't have spaced out for more than a few minutes. Guilt weighs on my mind, but I shove it down nonetheless. Emotions are worthless, set in place by a God that doesn't even care for you. Ahh...I guess school starts soon. Oh well, it'll be at least somewhat interesting, maybe.

The auctioneer pointed at Satoshi and said, "Well, what we have here is a rare sight, a scrawny northerner. He can help with household chores or, if you have strange fetishes, he's a worthless bastard you won't hesitate to whip!" "Hey!!" Satoshi's shout was cut short by the whip, and he screamed in a high-pitched voice, "Ouch!" Getting whipped again, he bit his lip and fell silent. "As you can see, it's quite enjoyable to whip him. Now, let's start the bidding at 5 silver." "501 copper!" shouted a 5-year-old girl with a sadistic smile on her face. The auctioneer intervened and said, "Miss, we can't increase by such small amounts—" "501.5 copper!" came from a red-haired 6-year-old lady. One of the auction participants thought aloud, "Where the hell did you find half a copper?!" The kid beside the 'dark-featured' guy said, "501.6 copper!" and smiled as if an angel was shining on him. The auctioneer was bewildered and said, "Ehmm... uhhh... Anyway, going for 501.7 copper, once, twice..." The child shouted angrily, "I said 501.6, you deaf jerk! Are you fucking trying to rip me off, you fucking pig! You piece of shit! Hey don’t look at the floor, look at me! You FAT FUCK!!!!" The auctioneer was stunned and was about to speak when the child yelled at the top of his lungs, "SON OF A BITCH!!" *Satoshi* Ahh... You're probably wondering how I ended up in this situation, everything started the day I fucking died... Additional tag: Parody

Oh no, not again! he is at it once more—stealing someone’s wife! And not just one, but every wife. His harem is growing faster than a rabbit colony, and no woman is safe. You’d think the gods would step in by now, but nope, they’re just watching with popcorn. His charm? Absolutely lethal. His skills? Unbelievable. The universe? On the verge of a meltdown. Can anyone stop this relentless, marriage-wrecking machine before he collects every wife in existence. Someone do something! Before he steals your wife next! ---- let's have some words from husbands. 1: "Bastard! not only did he took my beloved wife but even my precious daughter! I will kill him! absolutely kill him" 2: "I refuse to believe it... we were married, promised to live and die together, it's a dream... wake me up, hurry up, wake me up" 3: "Sigh! if she wants to live with him, I will support her decision, I just want to see her happy and happy" 4: "Outrageous, I am divine war god, the grandmage, that bitch and bastard, I will kill them both, I will shred them to pieces, arghhhhhh!!!" 5: "someone, I will like to sell the green hat on my head, free of cost" ———— now, let's have some words from wives. 1: "ah! ah! ah! hickkkk! I am busy right now... please come again, some other time, for interview" 2: "ahh! ahhh! ahhhh! coming!!!! something is coming and it's not spider man" 3: "haah* haah* he is monster at bed, save me, I am sore" 4: "hmph! look at him, not paying me any attention... ughhh... it's not like I love him, I have a husband" 5: "go away, go away, I am undressing now" --- let's have the few words from readers. Chad: absolute masterpiece, peak fiction. solid 110 out of 10. Alpha among alpha: such a great novel, I am about to do it for 9th time today. Immortal Emperor: such a demonic Scripture, it must be hidden from my mindless disciple otherwise, their path of cultivation will be slowed down. The supreme entity: Damn boy!!! such a master piece, it's hard to believe, a ordinary mortal wrote it. the wiritng Dao is immense. The constellation of reading Dao: I finally understand the purpose of my life. it's to read this book. --- let's have some words with haters. random guy: "Me! me! I have so many things to say" ( Pulls out a Glock and shoots him ) Ahem* Ahem* it seems, there is no haters. ( million of people sweats profoundly, with a light slime ) yes! yes! there is no hater.

"Let me call the doctor " I move to press the emergency button but she pulls me back. "I think it's because am hungry " I heard her say. "Ahh...oh okay ,let me get you some food " I said but her hold doesn't loosen. "Vera " I call to her ,you need to let me go first . "Can't you stay for awhile ,I want to look at you more" she says instead. So I laid back in bed and let her gaze up at me . "Am sorry your in pain cause of me " I whisper. She smiled sliding closer to me ,she hides in my chest like a child seeking warmth . So I carrass her holding her tightly as I could. "I like the sound of your heartbeat " she murmured. I smiled for even if it wasnt me she liked ,it was still my heartbeat. ....... Even after years since she helped him, Alec hasn't forgotten her . So when she needs help he jumps in to offer it giving him another chance to win over ,Verana .

Is your brother sick? I have the cure. Radiation? It's not a problem. Magic? Shh, don't tell anyone. Bubbly black drink? It's called Coke. Gold? Ahh I have tons of it. Luck was an unemployed loser who only knew how to play games. One day, while playing on his computer, Luck was exposed to solar energy and gained a mysterious power that allowed him to travel to and from another world. The other world he could travel to was a world where monsters roamed, kingdoms and empires existed, and a force called mana gave people superhuman powers. By traveling back and forth between these two worlds, Luck will enjoy being a merchant, carrying goods and trading between the two worlds, and making money by using the advantages of both worlds.

"Being mated to the dreadful alpha was something I could’ve never imagined," Diva thought with a heavy sigh. "Ugh! Ahh!" she screamed, throwing a pillow across the room. "I’m so frustrated with everything right now," she muttered to herself. Her voice wavered with anger as she continued, "I never liked this man! And yet, that stupid soothsayer declared I’m mated to this unmerciful brute who kills over the slightest mistake." Her words were venomous, her frustration spilling into every corner of her room. She began tearing through her belongings, scattering clothes and breaking anything in her path. A loud bang came from the door, making her pause. "Diva!" Mikael’s firm voice cut through the silence. "You have to stop this nonsense and come back to your senses. Destiny doesn’t change just because you want it to." "Go away, Mikael!" Diva snapped, her voice cracking with desperation. "I hear you, loud and clear," Mikael replied with an edge of sarcasm. "But when you’re ready to stop acting like a child, don’t forget to call me. I’ll always be there, whether you like it or not." His tone softened slightly, but the sound of his footsteps walking away came swiftly after. Diva leaned her back against the door, sliding down to the floor as tears streamed down her cheeks. It felt like her whole world had been flipped upside down. She wiped at her face but couldn’t stop the sobs from breaking free. "Why him?" she whispered into the empty room. "Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be Derek?" Her mind raced with memories of Derek—the cold, piercing eyes that seemed to see through everyone, the air of authority that silenced even the boldest warriors, and the bloodstained rumors of his merciless reign. A knock came at the door again, softer this time. "Diva," Mikael’s voice was gentler now. "I know this isn’t easy for you. But running from it won’t change the truth. You need to face him. Talk to him. Maybe he’s not as bad as you think." She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. "Not as bad as I think? You don’t know him, Mikael. You don’t know what he’s capable of." "And neither do you," Mikael replied. "Maybe it’s time you found out." The silence that followed was deafening. Diva closed her eyes, her head dropping to her knees. She wanted to scream, to protest, to demand a different fate. But deep down, she knew Mikael was right. "Why does it feel like my life has been sold off to the devil himself?" she murmured. Her thoughts were interrupted by a chilling gust of wind that swept through the open window. She froze, her eyes darting to the curtains billowing in the night air. For a moment, she felt as if she was being watched. "Destiny, huh?" she whispered bitterly, glancing at the reflection of her tear-streaked face in the shattered mirror across the room. "If this is my destiny, then fate has made a terrible mistake."