Weightless Bricks

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When Ma Nong Mo'an was struggling to type data, he accidentally crossed over and became a passerby in the cultivation literature. Good news, the body is connected to big data, it seems like a golden finger; The bad news is that we have to replenish the database before we can go home... Wow, no matter how long we cross over, it's fate! The database of the entire cultivation world is so vast that it cannot be replenished, it cannot be replenished at all! In order to survive, Mo An could only barely enter the libraries of various major sects to copy books and supplement data, striving to be a knowledge transporter. But unexpectedly, moving around, he became the savior of the sect?! The master brother was poisoned and the dantian was destroyed. Oh, it's not a big problem. Big data can analyze toxins and provide on-site teaching for surgical repair of dantian. Second Senior Brother has demonic bloodline and is hiding silently, afraid to reveal his true face to others? Oh, what a big deal! Big data activates dual bloodline skills, switch anytime, seamlessly connect. Little senior sister is beautiful and can still refine weapons, but she was captured by the demon race after being noticed? Don't worry, big data detection and scanning have directly reached the lair of the demon race. Are there not enough talismans for the demons to launch a massive attack? Try using a rune printing machine, print one sack at a time. Evil energy invaded, and a large number of cultivators' hearts were destroyed. When a divine consciousness brick fell, they immediately became clear and refreshed. The evil energy disappeared, and Mo An himself did not expect it. He only worked as a code farmer in the cultivation world, but managed to become a junior sister in the entire cultivation world, and even saved the cultivation world!

"Hate was the only thing between us—until it wasn’t." -ISLA- Revenge is my birthright. Ever since the fire that claimed my brother and shattered my family, I’ve rebuilt the Moreau empire from the ashes. But every brick I’ve laid, every deal I’ve struck, has come with one goal in mind: uncovering the truth behind that night. Ciaran Valente is the man I’ve hated since I learned how to hate. Infuriating, cruel, and too clever for his own good, he thrives in darkness, just like I do. But when the ghosts of my past tie his family to my brother’s death, my hatred becomes the least dangerous thing between us. Because Ciaran doesn’t just step into my world—he consumes it. He sees through my armor, breaks down my defenses, and dares to turn my pain into something far more dangerous than vengeance: desire. But love doesn’t exist for people like us. Only power. Only lies. And when the masks come off, one truth will destroy us both. -CIARAN- Isla Moreau is my personal form of torment. Sharp-tongued, calculating, and as untouchable as ice. I’ve craved breaking her for years—not just to prove I could, but because there’s nothing more tempting than watching a queen fall. But Isla isn’t a game. She’s fire wrapped in steel, and she hides secrets even darker than my own. When the past collides with the present, revealing the cracks in our perfect façades, I discover something I didn’t think I was capable of: obsession. She consumes me—mind, body, and soul. But while I want to own her, she wants vengeance. While I crave her surrender, she wants the truth. And in the end, we’re not just enemies. We’re fated to ruin each other.

It was supposed to be a regular weekend gaming marathon. I was right in the middle of a high-stakes multiplayer battle, really concentrating on how to win the game for my team. Then, there it was-the pop-up: some flashy ad promising a "free upgrade" to enhance my gaming experience. It looked decent enough, and with my urge to get ahead, I clicked on it without a second thought. Big mistake. What I didn't know was that the download wasn't an upgrade; it was malware. Within minutes, strange things began to happen: my computer slowed down, windows opened and closed on their own, and worst of all, my Bitcoin wallet, which held $85,000, was drained. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I had let my guard down, and it cost me dearly. contact with WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com I was panicking, and I couldn't concentrate on anything else. The game that I had been so engrossed in was utterly meaningless. The next few hours were spent blind searching online; I was desperately looking for answers that would help me reverse my mistake. That's when I discovered Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Their name kept popping up on forums and reviews, with each story reassuring me more than the last. I called them, praying they could help me. Their team was empathetic yet professional right from the very first conversation. They never judged me for falling for such a scam but rather shared with me that they have helped plenty of people in similar situations. The reassurance from them acted like a lifeline, felt in this sea of despair. They walked me through the recovery process step by step, explaining in a manner clear and comforting to understand. True to their word, Digital Tech Guard Recovery went to work immediately. They kept me informed every step of the way, answering my many questions without once making me feel like I was a nuisance. A few days later, I got the call I'd been hoping for: they had recovered my $85,000. Relief isn't even the word that could describe how I felt. They didn't just save my wallet but gave me a second chance to protect what's mine. They also provided invaluable advice on how to recognize malicious software and keep my crypto secure. Now, I'm more in tune and careful with my clicks, especially when gaming on. Thanks to Digital Tech Guard Recovery, I learned that while gaming is fun, nothing's worth risking your financial security. Lesson learned, and funds restored

I turned my assassin into my maid with the power of money! Money is all-powerful! It was a world full of swords and magic; Lawrend was the son of the wealthiest merchant in town. Since the age of 7, he had been having dreams. A dream about a past life in a modern civilization where monsters are nonexistent, and humans dominate the world. Lawrend saw Iron birds, Magical bricks that display moving paintings, Thunder wielding, and many more. There was a scene in one of the dreams that made Lawrend’s heart beat fast. A row of a dozen maids bowing in front of him. Each dressed in a french maid outfit. Something awakened inside Lawrend when he had that dream. A fervent desire to have his very own Maid Harem! NOTE: READ THE AUXILIARY CHAPTER FIRST Chapter 69 is the first smut chapter. UPDATE December 2, 2021: I have provided a summary for Chapters 1 - 37 as I'm starting to rewrite them. It can be found in the Auxiliary Volume. Please give this novel another chance. I want to redeem myself as an author. UPDATE January 19, 2022: I already wrote the sequel for this novel called, "Lewd Cultivation System". The connection will be mentioned in the future, but for now, the connection isn't obvious. It can be read without prior knowledge about Combat Maid Harem. UPDATE February 11, 2022: For reasons I do not know, this book got nominated for WSA 2021, which is a huge success for this book. Basically, it means that this book is good enough but not good enough to get the gold, silver, or bronze places. UPDATE October 3, 2023: I've decided to pause this novel. I will end it when I have the time. For now, I'll go resume "Lewd Cultivation System" UPDATE January 1, 2025: This novel is now going to end soon in about 20-30 chapters. After this, I will also do the same to "Lewd Cultivation System". ===== Chapter Length: 1000 words ADDITIONAL NOTE: PLEASE READ TILL CHAPTER 40+ BEFORE DECIDING ON ANYTHING. I'M SURE YOU WON'T REGRET IT

What happens when reality starts to bug out and your life as you know it is flipped upside down? Anomalies that couldn't possibly exist start to pop out of nowhere. This was the exact situation Magnus found himself in after a bizarre glitch yanked him from his own universe and tossed him into another. In this new, fantastical world brimming with magic and supernatural phenomena, Magnus's unexpected arrival landed him in possession of the Command Console, a tool that seems to be able to edit almost anything. With it, Magnus creates a variety of supernatural abilities that defy all common sense, even in a world of fantasy. Whether it was one that granted him truly endless strength or the ability to create detailed simulations of reality within his own mind, anything was possible. But Magnus isn't the only instance of such logic-defying abilities. All over the world, glitches are starting to manifest in weird ways: a brick that could knock anything unconscious with a single touch, a child whose perception of the world could affect reality, or even a woman who was, inexplicably, everyone's mother—there seemed to be no rhyme or reason behind any of them. When faced with all of these chaotic elements, Magnus comes to a decision. "Alright, if these are all glitches, then I'll simply have to be the one to fix them." Release Schedule: Monday, Wednesday & Friday. (Around 7:11 PM Eastern Standard Time) - This novel is also being posted on Royalroad, and can be read here; https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/84118/when-fantasy-glitches The Royalroad version is 10 Chapters ahead and has the original format.

Elliot always believed life was ordinary—until it wasn’t. A falling brick suddenly throws him into an unfamiliar world of magic, mythology and lost empires, where he awakens in the body of Rhaegos, an exiled prince with a tragic past. Haunted by fragmented memories—his own and Rhaegos'—Elliot must navigate warring realms, ancient ruins, and allies with secrets of their own. As he delves deeper into the truth, Elliot discovers he and Rhaegos share a connection to a power greater than either could imagine: a shattered legacy, whose fragments hold the key to forge the very destiny of the world. With time running out and dangers rising from the depths of forgotten history, Elliot must decide: can he reconcile his humanity with the monstrous legacy he’s inherited? Or will he lose himself in the process?

Rolling in riches with both winter and enemies closing in, it is time for Jasson and his friends to begin the construction of Reflection Manor. But the new kittens have a propensity for collateral damage, strange things gather, and the risk of discovery grows with every brick and board. Will they be able to finish the house before winter comes? Continue the adventure with Jasson as he honors his oath, investigates strange happenings, and ancient leviathans of magic...stir.

Read about Jak and Deama as they wake up after their age is long past. "After being turned into stone by the demon lord Jak wakes up feeling like he could pass out at any second "I've been weak before but this is truly shit." he thinks as his vision starts to clear from patches of white. looking at around he finds himself in a courtyard, one that looks very well constructed or at least what was. "okay Jak think logically. I was fighting the demon lord saw a flasher of light and now I'm here feeling weak." As he walks forward hobbling with each step taking in that his earlier observation of the courtyard being well bad proven false as he sees broken piecses of a brick ceiling in the floor. some worn brick walls falling apart. A mount of plants and moss that hasn't been trimmed. "okay so maybe not a courtyard..and I'm clearly not in the same place as I was. hhhmmm, I was probably teleported or something. tha doesn't expain why my armor is more damaged." he thinks as he looks down at his body for the first time since waking up...."What the fu-" Now read the shitty book -Terrible writer dude

[Processing dead body... 45%... 56%... 99.9%... ding!] [Error.] [Reprocessing dead body... soul found... ding! 2%... 5%... 59%... 67%... 99%... ding! 99.9%] [Process incomplete.] The woman had red hair that glowed like embers. Her face was strikingly fair, but her entire body appeared faintly transparent like glass under sunlight. She blinked, disoriented, as her gaze settled on a hideous, robotic bird hovering nearby. Its sharp, angular body looked mismatched, with awkwardly stiff wings and an oversized beak that glowed menacingly. It was focused on her lifeless body on the ground, shooting thin, bright laser beams across her body. Hazel stared at the bird, her figure stiffening. "What in the world..." she whispered, her voice echoing faintly. If you're confused, let me explain. Just a few minutes ago, Hazel had been driving, enjoying the breeze through her open window. That's when she noticed a tiny puppy stranded in the middle of the road, trembling and helpless. Her instincts kicked in. Without thinking twice, she swerved, steering the car sharply to avoid hitting it. The puppy was safe. But Hazel wasn't. Her car had crashed, and she died instantly. Now, Hazel had become a ghost. Her body felt strange—light and weightless, yet she could feel every movement as if she were still alive. She floated, her hair billowing as though caught in an invisible current. Then came the noise. Ding! The sound was loud, sharp, and mechanical. Hazel flinched, looking around until her eyes landed on the robotic bird. It was still scanning her dead body with its obnoxious laser beams, beeping and whirring as if annoyed at its own failures. Hazel frowned, watching it from a distance, but after what felt like the tenth scan, her curiosity got the better of her. She floated closer, hovering near the hideous creature. It twitched, almost startled by her presence, before it froze completely. Ding! [Process complete] [Congratulations, soul number XOXO, for binding with the Baby-Raising System!] Hazel blinked, her ghostly hand clutching at her chest out of habit—forgetting she had no heartbeat anymore. "The what system?" [Newbie Packet detected! Festive Season Bonus activated for Host.] Ding! [Opening gift automatically… Bonus Daddy included in every world.] She froze, her hands dropping to her sides. Her mouth opened slightly in disbelief as the robotic bird chirped happily, almost smugly. "Wait... what? Bonus Daddy?!" Hazel's transparent figure seemed to flicker with frustration. Her chest rose and fell as if she was still breathing, though no air passed through her. The bird made another cheerful ding! sound, completely ignoring her shock. "What is this? Some kind of sick prank?" Hazel muttered, pacing in her ghostly form. She glanced at her lifeless body again, then back at the bird, her mind racing. She was dead. That much was obvious. But now she was... stuck in some baby-raising system? "What the heck is going on?" Hazel hissed, throwing her hands up.

Chinese Kid travels back in time and joins the NBA with the goal of becoming a legend.

I didn’t see it coming. One second, I was scrolling through my phone, watching yet another video that added nothing to my life. The next, I was falling—plummeting through an endless void, weightless and disoriented. When I finally opened my eyes, I wasn’t in my dingy apartment anymore. Instead, I was sprawled on a patch of soft grass, staring up at a sky so blue it felt unreal. Birds chirped in the distance, their songs crisp and clear, not the muffled squawks of city pigeons. Was I dreaming? I sat up, my heart pounding. My clothes were different—simple, rustic. Brown trousers and a loose white tunic. My hands, once scrawny and pale, were now calloused and strong. And then, it happened. DING!

Miguel leads an ordinary life until he discovers a mysterious brick phone that can transport him to a world called Nexus. In this unpredictable and perilous place, humans, monsters, and other races fight for survival and power within a unique evolution system. Facing challenges and uncovering secrets at every turn, Miguel must quickly learn the rules of this new world, where every choice could shape his fate. Torn between curiosity and danger, he realizes that Nexus holds mysteries that could change his life forever — but at what cost?

Enzo ventured into the primitive era, chosen as a priest by the Crimson Star tribe and emerging as the leader, awakening numerous extraordinary abilities in the process. In order to enhance their way of life, extensive reforms became necessary. Mystical sorcery and modern technology advanced hand in hand. While other tribes still dwelled in caves, the Crimson Star tribe had already gained prominence, constructing sturdy brick houses. While other tribes were still using primitive wooden spears and stones, the Crimson Star tribe had forged ahead with iron tools. In the midst of other tribes worrying about food scarcity, the Crimson Star tribe was reaping bountiful harvests of various grains. Furthermore, they possessed an unparalleled army of totem warriors. In response, Enzo, embraced by the luscious temptress and leading the enigmatic cat maiden, earnestly expressed, "I truly only sought to improve our way of life. How did I inadvertently elevate the tribe into a divine realm?"

“ You just had to go roaming around where you shouldn't have been, Avon. ” Endros seethed, gripping my shirt as he pushed me against the brick wall. My eyes glanced at the dead body and then to my Friend with the blood of the corpse on the ground. “ You. . . What the hell..? ” I mumbled. Endros just chuckled and kissed my cheek gently, making my eyes widen. “ I apologize for what I'm about to do to you now, But then again. . . You've brought this upon yourself. ” With that, I felt a strong sting in my neck. . . Within seconds, I felt my vision turn red and woozy as I collapsed onto the ground. .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   . WARNING :: This book Includes Kidnapping, Slurs, LGBTQ, Murder, Mass Murder, Insanity, Smut ( Sexual Scenes ). You have been warned, Enjoy your read. .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   .   . This Is Created By IMPERIALSBILL On Wattpad And Posted Originally On WebNovel By NEZUU .

Natalie West hadn't expected her life to take a drastic turn, the kind that sends her out of her husband's house into a cold night with a cruel divorce while having his unborn child in her belly and deep into the West's family house as the chosen heiress and wife to James West, the multi-billionaire. What happens when the lies she had known all her life are far better than the truth that actually exists? How does she handle a truth that turned her world upside down and sent it tumbling down brick by brick? And when her Ex-Husband comes chasing after her, confessing undying love, will she yield? Sometimes the lies we know are far better than the truth we are told. Well, we'd prefer it right?

He is the son, the moon, and the life of the blue planet. He was born, torn, and lonely, living his life in the dark shadow. Despite this, he stays calm and gazes at his beautiful blue mother and lovely little life inside. One day, his beloved mother implored him, saying, “My son, my rain, my tears, please save her.” And so, he was reborn, but in the name of a Cursed Child. He has no power, magic, authority, or even the right to live. He must gather bricks and stones to construct his own tower, assembling allies to combat the cruel magic world that devours the world within. The towers stilled stood tall. The fire, wind, earth, and water revered as the rule in this world. However, a shadow glowed and crawled its way into the depths of people’s hearts, transforming them into darkness. The lord of the black tower emitted a power that could have granted any wish to all who sought it. The only requirement was to raise your hand and utter the words, “I accept the wish.” Then, the all will become you.

In a world where magic flows through the veins of reality and portals connect multiple dimensions, March awakens in a prison cell with no memory of his past. Discovered by his old friend April, he soon learns he was once a powerful mage and part of an elite group known as the Months Generation. As March struggles to piece together his fragmented memories, he finds himself thrust back into a world of political intrigue, dangerous alliances, and moral ambiguity. Reunited with his companions—the tactical genius January, the fierce warrior August, the versatile September, and the mysterious December—March must navigate the treacherous waters of serving the enigmatic Assassin while protecting those he holds dear. His journey becomes more complicated when he reconnects with Anna Scarlet, a noble woman from his past who investigates disappearing children in the city's poor district. As March attempts to regain his magical abilities and understand his role in the grand scheme of things, he discovers that his memory loss might not be accidental. With the looming threat of the Emperor, the machinations of Right Hand, and the immediate danger posed by the ruthless gang leader Brick, March and his allies must decide where their loyalties truly lie. Set against the backdrop of a richly detailed magical multiverse, "Arsebia" explores themes of identity, loyalty, and the price of power. As March struggles to reconcile who he was with who he's becoming, he must face the possibility that some memories are better left forgotten, and that the path to redemption might require sacrificing everything he holds dear.

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Being weightless isn't really a power but I will use it anyway to be the richest and strongest and have the harem of my dreams!!

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In the sprawling metropolis of Shanghai, where ancient pagodas sit beside glass skyscrapers, two lives intertwine in the relentless pursuit of success and belonging. Liu Wen, a young woman from a modest town, arrives in the city with nothing but a dream and her tenacious work ethic. Working tirelessly in a high-rise office by day and studying for her business degree by night, she aims to prove that success can be built brick by brick. Yet, the weight of urban life and the allure of easy shortcuts constantly test her spirit. On the other side of the city, Chen Kai, heir to a growing tech empire, navigates the gilded traps of wealth. His ambition has always been to prove his worth beyond his family's name, but the glitter of the city often blinds him to life’s true values. Burdened by expectations and hungry for connection, he yearns for love that transcends social status. Their paths collide in an unexpected moment—a night when city lights blur, and strangers become confidants. Through late-night conversations in hidden cafés and chance meetings in crowded subway cars, they discover a shared dream of something more profound than money and fame. Will their love survive the trials of ambition and the ever-turning wheels of the urban jungle? And can they reconcile their differing worlds to build a future together, or will the city swallow them whole, as it has countless others?

Izuku is hit with the biggest bricks ever. This wasn't as devastating as being told he was quirkless, but it was up there. All for One is his dad! Or Dad for One happens and everyone should be scared of Inko Midoriya.

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"Are you fucking serious?!" "Ana its not wh-" "-Don't, call me that." She cut her off grabbing her bag walking through the waves of people. Her cheeks flushed, her heart racing like she just ran a marathon. When she got out of the fully packed house the cold air hit her like a brick wall prickling at her skin. 'Fuck you fuck this fuck fuck fuck' She thought as she ran past the blazing street lights, her mind too occupied by thoughts to notice the dogs and car alarms blaring from a far. She finally slowed down, panting trying to catch air back into her lungs. She collapsed on a nearby bench looking up at the stars, slightly calming down by the sight of them. She closed her eyes enjoying the breeze going over her cooling her down. a Few minutes passed when her stomach churned, she felt uneasy, something was off. She quickly shot up to see a few men approaching her calling out to her. She swiftly got up and paced away from them whlie turning around to check if they were catching up. 'I need to get-' Suddenly she walked into someone, it was a man. She couldn't see much in the dark apart from a hat he was wearing. He was fairly tall and had a slightly intimidating air about him. "Hey lil lady wait up for us!" She heard a voice call out from behind her, she looked up at the stranger in a panicked pleading expression. He then hugged her to his side and whispered "Follow my lead."

Zhao Tian and Meng Win were deeply in love with each other, after having a great night with each other, something impossible happened. A golden portal appeared above their heads and took Meng Win away to another world. Zhao Tian was killed by the crumbling bricks of Meng Qin's house. Then he met a goddess who gave him cheat orbs, then he got reincarnated into the same world Meng Qin was pulled into. When Heaven found out, it began putting different barriers to stop Zhao Tian from getting Meng Qin back. Zhao Tian still searching for his love, vows to go through all the barriers of Heaven all for his love.

Beneath the iron fist of a once-mighty gangster empire, Stalin-a ruthless criminal mastermind-built his legacy brick by bloodstained brick. His reign, defined by fear and violence, was inherited by his grandchildren: four grandsons and a granddaughter, who now rule with the same brutal authority. Yet, the shadows of the past are never far behind. As the empire reaches its peak, an unseen threat emerges-another descendant of Stalin, long forgotten . With cold precision, this forgotten heir seeks to dismantle everything their ancestor built, one body at a time. What unfolds is a tale of betrayal, family loyalty twisted by greed, and the inevitable fall of a dark dynasty consumed by its own bloodline. The house that Stalin built will come crashing down-not from outside forces, but from the venom within.

Have you ever wondered if the life you know is merely a facade, concealing the invisible chains that hold you captive? These chains, though unseen and weightless, are omnipresent, influencing every step we take. Only through our own resilience and determination can we shatter these chains and taste true freedom. Immerse yourself in Kyrian's epic journey through a realm of magic, swords, and dark secrets. Witness his struggles and triumphs as he battles formidable foes and unravels ancient mysteries. Though he may stumble and falter, each challenge will forge him to become stronger and wiser. Join Kyrian, an unusually mature and mysterious child, as he transforms from a mere mortal into a legend, unlocking his true potential and embracing the power within.

In the small town of Greystone, nestled deep within a forest of towering pines and ancient oaks, the air seemed to always hang heavy with secrets. The year was 1986, and the world outside Greystone was filled with neon lights, fast cars, and loud music. But inside the town, time crawled like a corpse waking from the dead. It was a forgotten place, a pocket of quiet that most folks never left — and the ones who did never spoke of it again. Greystone had a history. It was the kind of history that was whispered about, passed down in hushed conversations between families who had lived there for generations. In the 1920s, there had been an old sanitarium at the edge of the forest, a sprawling estate of cold brick and iron that housed the insane, the criminally disturbed, and those who just didn't fit anywhere else. It closed after a fire in 1933, but the ghosts of its past were said to linger. The townsfolk warned their children not to go near the ruins, but kids are curious. On the outskirts of town, beyond the sanitarium, was the Greystone Forest - the woods where the darkness grew wild, feeding on nightmares. It wasn't just the woods themselves that were terrifying; it was the stories, the creatures people swore they saw on cold, moonless nights. Things with too many eyes, sharp teeth, and claws that tore at the air. For the kids of Greystone, the rumors about the forest were just that — stories. But when a group of teenagers stumbled upon something they should have left alone, the town was plunged into a nightmare far worse than any tale.

Dorothy, a young girl from Kansas, gets whisked away by a tornado to the magical Land of Oz along with her dog Toto. Their farmhouse lands on the Wicked Witch of the East, killing her. Dorothy is hailed as a hero by the grateful Munchkins, who live in Oz. Following the Yellow Brick Road, Dorothy embarks on a quest to find the Wizard of Oz, who can help her return home. Along the way, she befriends a Scarecrow who desires a brain, a Tin Woodman yearning for a heart, and a Cowardly Lion seeking courage. Each companion hopes the Wizard will grant their wish. The Wicked Witch of the West, the deceased Witch's sister, seeks revenge on Dorothy for her sister's demise and tries to thwart her journey. Dorothy and her friends face many challenges on their way to the Emerald City, where the Wizard resides. Ultimately, through cleverness, kindness, and bravery, Dorothy and her companions overcome the obstacles and the Wicked Witch's magic. They learn that the qualities they seek weren't missing all along, and the Wizard himself is revealed to be a simple man relying on trickery. Dorothy discovers the magic to return home was within her all along through the power of the ruby slippers she received from the Good Witch of the North.