Its Nice To Have

For as long as Reon could remember, his life had been a monotonous cycle of solitude. A loner to the core, he buried himself in his studies and part-time jobs just to get by. No family. No friends. No joy. No sorrow. Just an empty existence. But fate had other plans. Reon suddenly found himself transmigrated into the world of a novel he had read, all because of a complaint about the Protagonist. However, he wasn’t reborn as the protagonist, a powerful supporting character or even a notable figure. No, fate had saddled him with the most pitiful role imaginable: A Villain! No, he wasn’t the villain who sparked fear to everyone or the rival who challenged the protagonist’s growth. No, he was that guy—the one who gets a single line of dialogue before being obliterated, his only purpose to highlight the hero’s strength. The kind of character readers would roll their eyes at and skip over without a second thought. Yes, he had become that kind of background character—cannon fodder, a disposable pawn, a nameless lackey serving under a third-rate villain! The worst kind of cliché—a spineless dog for a spoiled young master from a powerful family, wagging his tail at every order. The one whose destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death long before the main story even began. How could fate be so cruel? So petty?! But Reon wasn’t about to accept this. Not again. This time he wasn’t the Reon who had wasted away his first life. A world once confined to the pages of a novel had become his reality—a realm where strength commands respect, and the weak are trampled underfoot like insignificant ants. If this world wanted him to live like a dog and die like a stepping stone, it was dead wrong. This time, Reon resolved to live life to the fullest—to fight, to laugh, to love, to revel in the chaos of this fantasy world filled with magic, swords, and cultivation. No one would stop him from seizing his happiness. Not Fate. Not the so-called Protagonists. Not even Heaven itself. And if anyone dared to stand in his way? He would break the rules, exploit the extras, manipulate the main characters, and twist the very fabric of the story to serve his own ends. He would plunder the opportunities meant for the protagonist, destroy threats before they could rise, and rewrite his destiny with his own hands—whatever it took to carve out his path to survive. Would the main characters suffer? Who cares? Would the story change? Even better. This time, he would live without regrets. A glass of wine in one hand, a woman in the other, and unshakable strength beneath his feet. That was the plan… until the system arrived. . . [Ding! The Host has awakened the Heaven Plundering System! If he wishes to survive in this world, he must kill Heaven’s Child.] . . WHAAT! . . -----------------WARNING----------------- . . If you’re looking for a dense, shy, beta, dull-witted, wimpy, overly passive, or submissive protagonist—then I’m afraid this novel isn’t for you. Here, the main character will be Domineering, Ruthless, Calm, Intelligent, and Cunning. Most of the time, he’s cool, composed, and seemingly carefree guy… but the moment someone threatens the ones he loves, his true nature awakens—dark, merciless, and utterly menacing. Additionally, female leads will be Strong, Intelligent, and Loyal—not merely waiting for the main character to come and rescue them like a fairytale prince. The harem in this story will be large, with each member being capable and equally important to the plot. Every character will have their own role and growth, adding meaning to the story. . . NO NTR!! NO YURI!! [Though there will be a bit of playful intimacy between the harem members.] . . [There will be smut scenes in later chapters, it will be marked as (R-18) beside the headline. Minors, please exercise caution.] . . ***The story will unfold at a bit slower pace, so I encourage fellow Daoists to be patient and support me on this journey.***

When the world became a landscape for a game, human beings all became dolls who no longer moved nor breathed, frozen like items on display in a shelf. In the beginning, Bai Youwei thought this was an alien prank. Nobody knew why humans suddenly became dolls. That was until they were all gathered together and sucked into a bright fog before being greeted by a mechanical voice, "Ding! Welcome to the Game of Dolls! The rules are as follows: 1. Refusing to play the game will result in dollification! 2. Failure to beat the game will result in dollification! 3. Beating the game to win a doll!" Bai Youwei walks into the embrace of Shen Mo trembling. "I'm scared, I'm just a weak little girl..." Shen Mo takes her hand, places it on his abs and says, "Now you don't have to be scared anymore!" The game systems starts ringing in the background, "Alert! Alert! Please respect the game and focus! No dating inside the game!" This is a story of how an intelligent and calm young lady works with a boy with nothing but a hot bod to beat the impossible Game of Dolls!

Kayle Landers is good at everything and that's what caused her laziness and cowardice in the face of life's difficulties. He abandons his passions and dreams for his lack of effectiveness in the face of adversity. However, one day, when he seemed to have hit rock bottom, he wakes up in a clean room with six people in his company. The man who gathered them here tells them what they must do if they don't want to die: Be the best antagonist in my story.

Kim Yoo-Sung lived a life so ordinary it could've been skipped in the records of existence. No talent, no ambition, no women, and definitely no legacy. Just a third-rate office drone with caffeine-induced insomnia and barely enough social skills to order takeout. So when he died, Yoo-Sung assumed that was it. The curtains were drawn. Void had finally caught upto him. Game over. But fate... Fate had other plans. Yoo-Sung wakes up in a world that couldn’t be more different from Earth—a savage realm governed by bloodlines, magical power, and martial might. Kingdoms rise and fall by the strength of their heirs. And women? They hold the most dominant positions, hoarding both magic and might. In this world, men are often relegated to tools—used for lineage, labor, or luxury. Just as he wakes up in this strange new world, a eccentric whispers into his ears: [Conquest System Activated.] Objective: Subjugate, Bond, and Rise. Target: Womankind. Thrown headfirst into the role of an unwilling "Conqueror," Yoo-Sung must now navigate a cutthroat matriarchal society, awaken latent power from those he dominates, and slowly climb the food chain. From cold-blooded generals to feral beastkin, priestesses, warlords, and royalty—each conquest fuels his growth. The rules are simple: Conquer. Grow stronger. Repeat. But power always comes with a price—and as Yoo-Sung crosses lines of desire, loyalty, and morality, he’ll have to decide what kind of conqueror he truly wants to become. After all, is he shaping the world? Or is the System shaping him?

“My only regret was.. living like a puppet for my sister!” Olivia Witherland had no one but her sister in this world. So when her sister Oriana married the duke of Aykroyd and became the duchess, she had no choice but to follow her there. Despite knowing that her sister had killed the previous duchess and going to harm the child left behind, she kept her eyes closed. But when the child grew up as Demon,he killed everyone including her and the innocent kids, Oriana gave birth to. Olivia regretted that her silence had harmed not only Damon but her innocent nephew and niece. Everyone was killed, but the killer lived a hollow life too. But fate gave her a second chance. Would she be able to save everyone or would destiny play a cruel game again?

A guy who unintentionally developed his psychic powers, living a carefree life amidst lush mountains and clear waters

“Is love about who made your heart race… or who knew when to step back so it could keep beating?” Silas loved her in secret, in sacrifice. Caelum loves her in presence, in patience. And she— She stands at the heart of it all, carrying a love shaped by memory and promise, torn between what was, and what dares to be. Not every heart chooses loudly. Some stay. Some let go. But in the end, she must ask not just who loves her— but who walks beside her when the storm comes. As ancient vows awaken and forgotten missions collide, Lhady must confront not only who she loves… but why. Is it the comfort of a future built slowly and safely? Or the echo of a past carved in sacrifice? In the end, Have You Someone to Protect? is not just a question of loyalty—it’s a question of love, identity, and the burdens we carry for those we dare to keep close. And whom does she, in turn, choose to protect?

Since ancient times, there have been whispers of a mystical realm known as the Spirit Realm. Throughout the ages, scholars and poets have offered countless interpretations of its existence. In poetry, it is recorded: “From Qi to Tang, this mountain steeped in desolation; the Spirit Realm, silent and remote, visited by few.” “The Spirit Realm defies description; its ghostly wonders are beyond pursuit.”

this is my first e-book, I hope you will like it :), just a warning, there will be no harem. I know the chapters are short ;)

"Thank you. Well, now that I've managed to ruin breakfast," Lyra began, attempting a sheepish smile. "Apologies for that, by the way…" She tilted her head slightly, trying to come across as both remorseful and adorable. Elias didn't miss a beat. "Oh, you apologise in your world? I thought it was a foreign concept to you." Lyra raised an eyebrow. "Uh… am I missing something? Am I supposed to owe you any other apology aside from this?" She gestured dramatically at the battlefield formerly known as the breakfast table. "I guess we can consider bumping into a man while stark naked the norm in your world, then?" Lyra's jaw dropped in outrage, and she immediately slapped her palm to the table. "Bumping? You bumped into me! You were in the room without knocking!!! You wanted to see me naked!!!" "Oh, speak a little bit louder," he said in a low, venomously sarcastic tone. "I don't think the entire castle heard you. Please, by all means—broadcast to the staff, the kitchen, the stables—that you, an unmarried lady… yes?... were alone in a room with a bachelor. Oh wait, naked!" He leaned in with a smirk. "That's not the scandal of the century. So go on… speak even louder. Maybe the bards will write a song about it." Lyra narrowed her eyes at him. "You're an asshole," she said.  "You're a constipated… sad… pompous… asshole!!! You know that?" she shot back, rising to her feet. Thaddeus, who had quietly been trying to clean up the spill without being noticed, froze in place. How is it that anyone could speak to the prince this way? And get away with it. Even Lady Lirae, whom he was head over heels in love with wouldn't dare. "I wouldn't know…" Elias said, his lips twitching into a devilish smirk. "I have never peeked into an ass's hole before. Apparently, you have, seeing how you're being quite graphic. Tell me, Miss Lyra… what else did you find in there?" ***** Trapped in another world, where carriages are ridden instead of Ubers, Lily is apparently the doppelgänger of a missing/dead noblewoman. She meets the brooding, annoyingly handsome prince- Elias who is constantly amazed at how improper she is. But when Lyra finds out that Elias was on trial for the disappearance of her doppelganger. She is frightened into desperately finding a way out of the Cursed Terra Lucida. Elias offers her a deal, if she can pretend to be Lirae until he can find out what happened to her, then he would help her find her way back to her world. And so it begins, a fake engagement, a rushed wedding and the unravelling of a plot so evil, it would shake the entire Terra Lucida. WARNING; includes very sexy and steamy detailing.

Chapter 1–4: The Manhole, the Slime, and the Truth I was just an ordinary office worker—living the same routine every day. Until one afternoon… I saw it. A manhole cover, left open in the middle of the street. Before I could step back, I slipped. Darkness. And then... a voice. > "Why are you here?" I wasn’t sure. Maybe this was a dream. Or death. A glowing white figure hovered in the void, then whispered: > "You shouldn’t be here. Let me send you somewhere else." A blinding light, and my body vanished. --- I woke up. But something felt… wrong. My arms, my legs—they were gone. > “What… am I?” I tried to scream, but all that came out were strange, garbled sounds—like a broken radio signal. Then memories—maybe someone else’s?—flashed through my mind. > "Don't leave me… please…" Panicking, I leapt toward a nearby mirror. My reflection? A blob. Yellow. Slime. I was no longer human. Outside the ruined building I’d woken in, I saw something horrifying: A massive zombie, rotting and growling. And beside it… a glowing scythe. The pain in my head grew unbearable—then I blacked out again. --- > "Yo! Finally awake?" A mysterious man, cool-looking, stood beside me—holding the same scythe. I wanted to ask where I was, but my voice was still all noise. A man in a white coat walked over: > “Fascinating… this one isn’t just any slime. Could be one of his creations.” > “You mean him?” > “Yes. But its purpose? Unclear. According to its growth rate, it should already be dead.” Dead? But I was still moving—still thinking! > “I’ll take him to the Slime Research Facility.” And just like that, I was handed over like some experiment. --- The "Reaper" (that’s what they called the scythe guy) took me to a strange city. Tall walls separated it from the wasteland outside. Here, humans and slimes lived together—some working, some just… existing. As we passed by, a golden-colored slime with a chef’s hat suddenly approached: > "Why are you following the Reaper? Shouldn't you be cooking or something?" I responded with my usual radio-sound mess. But strangely… the chef slime nodded. > "Oh, I see. If that’s the case, no problem… but you’re lucky he didn’t slice you in half."

Jin fell on a portal a result of countless coincidence ... or so he thought. Now he makes magic using shapes and discovering ancient ruins.

I seem to have gotten transmigrated into a novel, yet the only benefit I get is tinnitus. Wait a minute, why do I have an inventory? I've always wondered what would happen if the main character was just a bit more creative with his inventory. Storing villains hearts with a simple tap, placing deadly poison inside of people by lightly slapping them, the solution to all my worries is to abuse the inventory!

A guy out there living his life with regular, intentional problems with unrealistic demands of his parents. He has insomnia which is caused by a major accident in past. Though his life is full of bitterness there is one sweetness that comes in his life unexpectedly.

The library itself is alive, feeding on every story that is written within its pages, and each time a story is read or written, it becomes real. You, the author/reader, are trapped inside, forced to write and read forever, and live through every horror it contains. Every chapter creates a new dimension of horror and you can’t escape because you are the story. ... And the Librarian is determined to make you relive your deepest, darkest fears FOREVER. Anyone who dares to read from HELL’S LIBRARY will become a character in the story.

"They say; Imagination made magic itself." "Behold, a new era of magic." ... "Years ago, your mother had left you... am I right?" The man started the interview. "Yes. Yes she did. She was the only person I had trusted." "Years later, how do you feel about the magic that everyone had used to fight you?" "There's still a lot missing to it---if they don't do anything about it, I will be unbeatable. "Being able to pierce, cut, and slice through anything..." The man continued.. "How does it feel...?" The boy spreads his arms, like that of a bird, and look at the plain old ceiling, "ITS... THE GREATEST HIGH!" [Posting 1-2 chapters daily] [Average word count per chapter: 1,690]

“I am Hana… yes, I am Hana. Then why do I look like someone else? Whose body is this?” After falling asleep while reading an Omegaverse novel, Hana wakes up in a reality that feels like a dream—and a nightmare. The reflection in the mirror is not hers. It’s a man’s body, unfamiliar and foreign. Yet inside, she knows exactly who she is: Hana. As panic grips her, the situation only spirals deeper into confusion. A doctor’s visit brings an impossible truth—she’s pregnant. How can this male body be carrying a child? Before she can process it, a man named Davey appears, claiming to be her childhood friend. But he doesn’t call her Hana… he calls her Shan. Who is Shan? And why does everyone in this world believe that’s who she is? Caught in a web of identity, biology, and fate, Hana realizes she’s somehow slipped into a world governed by Omegaverse rules—where social dynamics, instincts, and even bodies follow unfamiliar laws. And worse, something or someone seems to be hunting her. Dangers close in without reason, as if she holds a secret she doesn’t even know exists. To survive, Hana must uncover the truth about Shan’s life, the child growing inside her, and the strange link between this world and the novel she was reading. Each step forward brings her closer to the heart of a mystery that could destroy her—or help her discover who she was always meant to be.

The old world finally ushered in the untimely annihilation, the new era quietly began. The ancient gods revived, the fog filled the air, and demons walked the earth. People languish in this apocalyptic catastrophe, shrouded by the shadow in the infinite darkness... The bell of the asylum rings, summoning its new lord... George, after suddenly waking up, found himself in a dilapidated castle, and he was actually able to see the notes on the items. [A rusty nail hammer] "The last half of the black bread has been eaten, if I can't find food today, I'll have to go into that mist...

She's Lynn Irene Samantha Andrea Villanueva or Lisa V for short. She's just an average girl with the looks and has a big hole in her world. Because she can't move on from her ex-boyfriend ano nga tawag nila dun, MARUPOK! 'yon! He's Florencio Mendoza Aremos. He's tall, handsome, and most importantly, he's a GEEK! His intelligence has been feared by almost every school in the state of Bushack Loofah. But deep inside of him, his tragic past, burning like a wildfire that will incinerate his world if it means to say, Deja Vu. Lisa X Florencio. Magkaibang mundo, Ipinagtagpo. Does this mean that for trillions upon trillions of universes, at sa dami pa ng mga tao, sila pa yung itinadhana para sa isa't-isa?

"You know you don't have to take this class with me. I only needed a dancing partner." He shot me a dirty look before speaking. "The more of this stuff, I know, the better chance I will have at making a good name for myself too, you know. We should both learn all of this stuff and teach it to the others." I agreed with him understanding his position. "Fine, I guess that means you're my date to the ball." I shrugged nonchalantly, and Tim's serious face deflated and looked like he had stopped breathing for a second. He gathered himself back up quickly, though, and gave me an answer. "Fine. I guess I am." People called travelers slip from their world into one of magic, monsters, and adventure. One of these people, Todd Sheargin, is left with the choice of only one job the most unpopular job from the list. Alchemist. With no combat skill he has to learn how to use his new job in creative ways to make money, become an adventurer, and help support himself, and his friends through adventures, heartbreaks, and the horrors of the new world.

The captain of the pirate’s ship stood shocked at what the vessel she and her crew overtook was hauling. Her heart pounded her boiling blood through her veins until she drew her sword and pointed it at the cargo. Something most awful, most forbidden, and most dangerous-- a merman. A demon of the sea. A monster. A horrible, yet beautiful, creature known for sinking ships or making deals to steal human souls. She knew very well such monsters were better off dead, after all her whole mission was to gather a crew and take down the mighty sea serpent who slaughtered her family. However, she paused as the merman before her suggested: what better weapon to have in her hunt for a monster than another monster? Can captain Brigit overcome her prejudices, work with, and accept the merman Esmerlin as he is? Can she and her crew accept that perhaps not all their allies are truly allies? And can she finally get her revenge on the great sea serpent that destroyed her life all those years ago? Questions that can only be answered as this swashbuckling adventure unfolds.

misa loves light but light secretly loves takada

Will he ever know where the lost time's gone? Will he ever know why he walks to one place then comes back to a place he doesn't recognize?