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“Oww…” I winced, lifting my throbbing head before glancing around and as expected the lab was in chaos. There was glass shattered everywhere, sparks fleeing from one place to another and the acrid scent of burning chemicals filled the air. Flames licked at the countertops, but what made my stomach drop was the gas spilling from a ruptured pipe. Crap. No one needed to tell me. I already knew it was toxic. The faint greenish tinge to the air, the sharp sting in my nose. It was more than toxic….it was deadly. And spreading fast and I couldn’t help but wonder what would have caused such an explosion. I tried to push myself up, but pain shot through my ankle, forcing me back down. I bit back a scream. “Dammit!” I cursed. That’s when I saw him. Liam. He was standing near the exit, scanning the chaos with an unnerving calmness and it was obvious he hadn’t seen me yet. Why the hell did he always have to be everywhere? He was already annoying enough. Ugh. I held back an eye roll. I tried my best to get up again but it was completely useless. I had sprained my ankle and there was no one around to help me…except him of course. Even if I wanted to yell for help, I’m sure the students left would be running towards the exit by now. So I didn’t have a choice but to ask him for help…apparently my only other option was dying and I couldn’t afford that. “Liam!” I choked out, coughing against the gas as it seeped closer. His head snapped in my direction. His eyes locked on mine, and for a moment, I thought he’d help. Instead, his expression hardened. He turned toward the door, ready to leave. God. He really was an asshole. “Wait!” I shouted, my voice cracking. “Help me! Please!” He paused, barely glancing over his shoulder. “I’m sorry, do I know you?” His voice was cold, detached and heavy with sarcasm. I gritted my teeth. My head throbbed, and the gas was making my vision blur, but I forced the words out. “We have classes together. Or have you forgotten the girl who was paired up with you in chemistry today…and do you even need to know someone to help them out?” I snapped. His gaze lingered on me for another second before he turned to leave and then I knew I had no choice. “If you don’t help me, I’ll tell everyone your secret.” My words made him turn. His dark eyes narrowed as he strode closer, towering over me. I had been holding it in for too long. It was high time I let it out. “My secret?” His tone was mocking. “Your fall must’ve really messed with your head, four eyes. Now you think a bluff is going to make me help you?” “It’s not a bluff,” I snapped, coughing violently. “I know who you really are, Alex.” His entire body stiffened. “Care to repeat that?” His voice was low, dangerous. I sucked in a shaky breath, the gas burning my lungs. “I know this identity of yours is just a cover, Alex Bronson.” I drawled. “So if you know what’s good for you, stop questioning me like a fool and help me dammit.” ~~~~~~~~ Eleanor is a 23-year old woman who was involved in a car accident on her way to her interview. Unfortunately she doesn't make it and assumes she's going to find herself in the afterlife but instead finds herself in the body of a college student named Theodora. And this college student happens to be a side character in one of the books she read in her past life. Having found herself in this body, she decides to find out why she's there and try to return to her old world. On her quest for answers she realizes she has to play her part as Theadora in this world which however lands her in a lot of problems.

"They married her to a corpse. She’ll teach them how to bury the living." When Sloane Sinclair, a disgraced surgeon with a talent for toxins, is sold into marriage to the "dying" heir of the Pemberley dynasty, she knows it’s a trap. The contract is simple: her medical skills for her freedom. But the Pemberleys didn’t expect the viper they’ve invited into their nest. Lucian Pemberley isn’t the feeble puppet his family believes. Behind his coughing fits and silver-tipped cane lies a mind sharp as a scalpel. He recognizes Sloane’s lethal brilliance—and the shadows in her past that mirror his own. Forced to ally, they unravel a conspiracy laced with memory-altering drugs and blood-soaked stock certificates, all leading to the truth behind their mentor’s murder. As their fake marriage ignites into something dangerously real, the Pemberleys strike back. A black widow’s perfume, a sibling’s betrayal, and a ghost from Sloane’s childhood force a choice: heal the man she’s grown to crave, or wield her needles like the weapon she was trained to be.

In the raw, unforgiving streets of New York City, seventeen-year-old Britney Germanotta, a talented artist haunted by her alcoholic mother’s neglect, collides with eighteen-year-old Alton Bieber, a scarred dreamer chasing freedom through his music. Their instant connection blossoms into a fierce love, forged in late-night talks, painted walls, and shared songs within Alton’s tiny Bronx apartment—a refuge from their fractured pasts. As they vow to live boldly despite the odds, Alton’s hidden battle with idiopathic pulmonary fibrosis emerges, his cough a harbinger of a fate they can’t outrun. From subway platforms to Harlem rooftops, they burn bright, defying his diagnosis with every kiss and chord, until his rapid decline lands him in a hospice overlooking the Hudson River. In a desperate bid to preserve their bond, Alton records a final song for Britney, a haunting goodbye that echoes their reckless promise.

A lot seemed off about him, his hair color had changed from the usual dark brown to white. It was really confusing, early at school his hair was dark brown, so what happened between the few minutes they were apart. "Dean",Audrey hurried towards him but he raised his left hand up to stop her in her tracks. "Don't come any closer", he whispered underneath his breath, with all that his gaze was on the ground "But-", Audrey tried stepping forward. "Don't", he said raising his head to look at her directly,she could see his face clearly now. At school his iris held a little bit of color but right now,it had non. His eyes were so clear he looked blind. "Dean what's happening to you",Audrey cried in panic. She didn't know what was going on with Dean, what hurt her the most was he didn't want her next to him. How can she help him if she can't get close, but even with that she was still stubborn. Dean was at the far end of his room, bit by bit Audrey covered the gap."It's Time",Dean said trying to play down his emotion, but it could'nt be hidden. "What is Time?", Audrey asked confused walking to him slowly. "Dean you're scaring me". As she tried walking towards him, she felt as tho she was being pushed back, the closer the distance between them,the harder it was for her to come close. "Time for me to go-ah",Dean groan holding his side. “Dean!”, Audrey exclaimed, she increased her pace but the force was strong and the injury she had under her feet didn't make it any better. "He has come", he said letting out a dry cough. "Who has come?",Audrey asked. What is time?who has come?, she asked herself. "Mortem", Dean said with short of breath. . Life has never been good to Audrey, after loosing her parents at a tender age. she works extra and hard to make ends meet, she made a friend. Not long after he to was taken. luck hasn't always been on her side, will she pick herself up and keep pushing, or will she succumb to the bad luck holding her down. note: The cover isn't mine,it was gotten from Pinterest. so I give credit to the artist. Disclaimer: everything written here is based on pure imagination The schools, characters and places are not real

Leon, an ordinary man, meets his untimely death only to be reincarnated in a mysterious realm where colossal towers reach beyond the sky. In this world, individuals climb these towers to gain power, wealth, and ultimately, godhood upon reaching the highest level. Each floor is a trial of increasing danger, filled with magical beasts, traps, and rivals. However, Leon is granted a special cheat ability: the Super Charity System. The Super Charity System allows Leon to receive incredible rewards for any charitable act he performs. Whether it's offering aid to struggling climbers, donating resources, or saving someone’s life, the system exponentially multiplies his gains in return, bestowing him with rare artifacts, strength, abilities, and many more. As Leon progresses through the tower, his rapid growth and benevolent acts draw attention. Some revere him as a hero, while others plot to use his generosity for their own gain. But as he ascends, Leon faces a profound question: in a world where power is everything, will he stay true to his charitable heart, or be tempted to exploit the system for himself? **** It will be R-18, you all have been warned and invited *cough*I meant warned.

[IT'S NETORI, not the disgusting Netorare] COUGH Since our lazy author-nim is a bit... let's say, challenged in the synopsis-writing department, I'm stepping in. Sigh... now he's making me do his job too... X( Let's hope he can at least complete my story. Anyway, I'm Lucian, a 35-year-old guy with a rare disease that's cutting my time short. But here I am, working till my last breath sigh. *KNOCK* Oh, a guest! Gotta be quick—can't keep a lady waiting. So, after I kicked the bucket, I woke up in a body that kinda looked like mine but not really. Turns out, I'm on a flipped planet ruled by women. And guess what? I'm married to a cold and crazy ya#SPOILER#. My new mom? Total #SPOILER#. Then I *CENSORED* her right in *BEEP* of my new dad. To get stronger, I need to travel to #SPOILER#. Instead of a cool system, I got a useless b... *BANG* (gunshot). Due to health related issues, Lucian will be taking off, and the author will continue from here... "Kyaaa!! The patient died from a gunshot!" Don’t worry, Doc. He was on borrowed time anyway. So, let’s talk about what this story has. "B-But, he still had a few months to—" *BANG* So, here's what you can expect: Revenge, mystery, a bit of comedy, an overpowered MC (maybe), all the deredere, milfs a lot of them, wince... *COUGH*, hacking, a hero, a villain, manipulation, crime and a lot more. What you won’t find here: NTR, Yuri, a girlfriend, a job?, etc. Now, the serious stuff. This story aims to keep things light and happy but will have its fair share of sad and rage moments. Alright, that's it for now; I need to go, or we might actually lose our MC before the story even starts... For those who prefer to keep things PG, feel free to skip the R-18 chapters. We understand, really! And for those who pride themselves on being ‘Men of Culture,’ get ready to savor the spice. Bon appétit! --- **Bonus Chapter Alert!** Donate over two hundred power stones for an extra chapter, and four to five extra chapters for a super gift (if the story gets contracted). Discord link: https://discord.gg/BVFPqTGCg8

Waking up in a hospital with a broken leg and a splitting headache was bad enough. But being trapped there as the world collapsed? That was something else. It started small. A patient down the hall coughing—a wet, ragged sound that never seemed to stop. Then the whispers between nurses, the frantic pages over the intercom. By the time the first screams echoed through the corridors, it was already too late. The infection didn’t start today. It had been building, spreading, hiding in plain sight. We just didn’t see it—until the doors burst open and the blood began to flow. I was awake for all of it. I heard the gurgled cries of those who couldn’t run. The ones who tried to fight. The ones who turned. I smelled the decay before the bodies even cooled. And when the world outside finally went quiet—when the sirens faded and the streets emptied—it felt like nothing was left. But survival isn’t just about escaping. It’s about something more. I don’t believe the world ends just because the rules change. I don’t believe we’re meant to scatter and die alone. Because even now, in the ruins of everything we built, there are still people out there fighting, surviving, searching. And as long as we remember that, we have something left to fight for.

Jaden Rook, a 22-year-old gaming addict and master of min-maxing RPGs, dies in a ridiculous accident involving a vending machine and a runaway truck. Instead of heading to the afterlife, he gets isekai’d into Arcadia, a fantasy world with magic, monsters, and kingdoms at war. Excited to finally live out his power fantasy, Jaden is given a customizable system that lets him break reality. The catch? The system is a sarcastic, trolling AI that nerfs him for fun, gives him humiliating challenges, and forces him into absurd scenarios before unlocking his true power. SNEAK PEAK: I didn’t expect to die today. But as I lay on the cold pavement, crushed between a vending machine and an outofcontrol delivery truck, I had only one thought: This is the dumbest way to die. A moment ago, I had just been trying to shake loose a stuck soda. Then, BAM! Instant roadkill. As my vision faded, the last thing I saw was the smug grin of the vending machine, as if mocking me. When I opened my eyes, I was no longer on the pavement. Instead, I floated in a pristine, glowing void. Before me hovered an old man with a white beard, a golden toga, and the same deadpan expression as a DMV worker. “Oh, great,” I muttered. “I’m dead, aren’t I?” “Yes,” the old man said, stroking his beard. “And you have been chosen for reincarnation in another world.” My eyes widened. “Wait. Hold up. Are you telling me… I’m getting isekai’d? Like in the anime?” The old man nodded. “Indeed. You have been selected to wield a powerful system, one that will grant you abilities beyond mortal comprehension.” I fistpumped. “Hell yeah! Overpowered skills, here I come!” The old man coughed. “Yes, well… about that.” I narrowed my eyes. “What do you mean, about that?” “You see, we have too many reincarnators lately. We can’t just be handing out godtier powers like candy anymore.” I folded my arms. “Okay, so what are we talking? A slightly nerfed cheat? A balanced growth system?” The old man looked away. “You’ll… figure it out.” My stomach dropped. “Oh, hell no. You’re about to scam me, aren’t you?” “I would never!” the old man said, voice dripping with totally believable innocence. “Now, off you go!”

Jumping From World to the world: Intergalactic or Urban, World of Cultivation or Continent of Magic, Fighting other protagonists, hooking with beautiful heroines, plundering treasures, and suppressing a myriad of people, Our Protagonist(Villain) can do it all. After living an ordinary life for years, a man finally got transmigrated to another world. He woke up in the body of a boy named Jun Tianyun. " A world which got its own protagonists and villains, am I just a side character?" Jun Tianyun mumbled. Thankfully, he activated Heaven's Fortune System. " Jun Tianyun! You crippled my power and stole my wife! You villain! You will be punished by heaven!" A protagonist screamed as he coughed a mouthful of blood. " I didn't do anything. It was your fate!" Jun Tianyun explained kindly. " Brother Jun! Because of you, I am still alive and living a normal life with my wife and two children. You are a saint!" A villain spoke with an emotional voice. " I didn't do anything. You earned your chance of redemption." Jun Tianyun sighed. [ Ding! A female with high Destiny Point is detected! Whether Host wants to steal her destiny or conquer the heroine?] " This..." Jun Tianyun fell in dillema. " Sigh, Changing the fate, So burdensome." Jun Tianyun sighed as he saw a bunch of heroines fighting for him. .....................................................................................................................................

*Author's other work (The Dragon Prince's Bride)* *** After surviving the utter destruction of the entire world, Kiva Quin and her best friend Skye Gailey find themselves in another world. The world of the ones who destroyed their home. The world of the demons. Kiva, who never believed in the existence of demons, now has to live in a world full of them. They've taken her family from her and thus she harbors a hatred, vowing to take her revenge and kill the one responsible for the destruction of her world: Leonis Rein; supreme ruler of the demon world. Leonis is a man who doesn't believe in love. He believes in taking possession of whatever catches his attention… And she did. He meets Kiva, and her aggressive, persistent nature draws him to her. Slowly, Leonis starts harboring an unhealthy obsession for Kiva. Kiva would do any and everything to put a knife in the heart of Leonis, or die doing so. But Leonis doesn't plan on letting death take her. At least not yet. *** Excerpt Holding both my hands tightly together behind me with just one of his own, Leonis pressed his broad chest upon my back as I wriggled and try to get out of his stronghold. A gesture I knew was futile because he was strong, very strong. "Run if you like." His whisper sounded next to my left ear, and I wished to deny it, I wished to tell myself I don't feel it, but I do. I feel a certain tingle every time this demon is this close to me. "I will pursue you. Hide if you must, I shall find you, and die if you choose, I shall make death cough your soul back into your cold body." I knew it. He will never let me go.

They said the apocalypse would come with fire. Lies. It came with fog — the kind that gnaws your lungs and births shadows with too many eyes. When the old world finally coughed its last breath, I was too busy looting a gas station to notice. The bell saved me. Or cursed me. Woke up in this rotting castle with two gifts: a warhammer crusted in someone else's blood, and the damn words. [Not Your Hammer] "Previous owner died screaming. You will too." My stomach growled. Last food was a rat I ate raw. The fog's getting louder. Sometimes I swear it whispers my new name. ​Veyl. Sounds like something a cult leader would call his sacrificial lamb.

Many have seen, or, thought they have seen one person save the world. Some have also have thought they could do it too, if they had assistance from a good system and good allys of course. Why not put this to the test? Perhaps, take one of these people, and two other unsuspecting vic- *cough* fortunate opportunist who totally knew what they signed up for, and make them a team. A group MUST, be attuned to each other because each have their different roles. "The head, body, and limbs?... Surely you aren't thinking literally?!" "Dont worry this is temporary, now hurry up and send them off!" "Sir! Can you reconsider atleast giving some form assistance?!" "System! There it's done now." Then off they went to save the world, I sure hope they can....

As the last of the mist was expelled from her lips the man holding onto her stiffened further. He could only watch on helplessly as her silver eyes that used to glower at him with disdain slowly dim. His hands quiver out of despair and helplessness. "Wang Lan Biyu, keep your eyes on me. Do not fade away yet, do you hear me? I don't permit you to die!" The woman's pale face splashed with bits of blood rose into a weak disdainful smile. "You-*gasp..still want *gasp to act better than me..in the end*cough-" His eyes redden as another splash of red covers her pale lips. "Lan Biyu..." "-Chuanli*cough my guqin from master,...you hold onto it for me...ok?" Her last sentence was a faint weak whisper before her eyes flutter close shaking his heart and rattling his mind. "Lan Biyu!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ -Please be civilized and don't steal my cover as your own.

Rule of seduction number four, set the stage and make sure it looks real, if you get caught up in your own web of lies all is lost. Walking past the said couple, accidentally my heels caught on the trail of my dress, and somehow I was in his arms, while half my wine glass emptied down the fine male specimen. Damn, what a waste of good wine. It would have done for other "coughs lightly", more sensual purpose. All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the publisher. Copyright Aquah-goddess Disclaimer: I do not own any of the pictures all credit goes to their rightful owner Warning: contains mature scenes enter at your own risk

note: i was going to go for "new life, who dis" for the title. but didn't cause . . . it tells nothing. also i am shit at Synopsis p.s this is not going to be serious at all. writing serious scene's aint my style. its like a half crack fic. ### oh no, i have died. oh no, i have been reincarnated into a fantasy world. oh no, i am a vampire . . . do i care? abso-fucking-lutely not. i may be a "monster" but that wont stop me from my goal what that goal might be you ask? getting laid. ### Our MC, a lazy, perverted high school girl (who might i add, is hella into Yuri), meets an untimely end after making a joke that the universe deem too shitty for her too live. (or maybe because she was too lazy? too mean? idk The universe works in mysterious ways) as her eye's flash before her eye's she had one complaint about it "damn, why was i bitchless" and that was it as her life was snuffed out due to her injuries, now only a dark void filled with nothing remained . . . . . . . . . light erupted into her vision as their eye's fluttered open once again. and they regret that instantly as the sun burns there eye's Disoriented, the mc realises that this is not earth. Why? Because a rabbit with a club the fucking size of that mother fucking comically large spoon, is charging straight at them, aiming to snuff that once re-lit flame out. the mc is definitely not going to die again . . . no, not just yet, a certain overpowered being needed some entertainment from her. but that doesn't mean she will get an easy life though, no . . . the entity's gotta make it an entertaining story to watch. so on her second death bed (a literal patch of grass in the middle of a forest in the middle of another world) time stops and a very familiar semi-transparent screen formed infront of her eye's (think of the screen from ORV or Solo levelling. something like htat) well done for being the host to the ULTIMATE DELUXE SUPER FABULICE VAMPIRE SYSTEM "is this a fucking joke? Am i a joke to you?" Yes "ah, i see" since the host is in danger and has not fucking clue how to fight "hey, i took karate when i was 10!" . . . noted . . . since the host has a fighting ability THAT IS NOT ON THE LEVEL to combat the enemy at this very moment. the system will take over host body temporally. "wait what!?!?" :) ### Warnings i am not, a good writer. perverted mc maybe harem (i dislike harem cause usually any time there is a harem, each member is bland as fuck, so most is gonna be 3 other people) do not take this seriously, this might as well be a crack fic with no fic and toned down a couple levels. OP mc the mc will get item's/powers of characters from different anime's/show's/movie's. no characters though. took ideas from some manwha (cough cough solo leveling) and a few others for the world. but atleast it isn't a carbon copy like most . . . all manhwa (like every single one has something from solo levelling in it.) (the world will be orignal, characters too. but the powers wont)

In a shattered world where ancient dungeons emit magic energy, powerful warlords vie for dominance, and the air crackles with old curses, Xiaoya Feng walks a treacherous line between destruction and godhood. Orphaned at the age of twelve when mercenaries burned her village, Xiaoya holds on to two legacies from her dying mother: a jade pendant in the form of a crescent moon that reminds her to survive at all costs. . . . Xiaoya (age 15); "Mama, please get up! We have to run!" Her small hands shake as she presses on the wound in her mother's chest, the warm stickiness spreading through her fingers. The earth shakes; Another explosion? Mercenaries? Demons? She didn't look. Li Feng choked her blood. "Listen… Xiao-ya. The strong… they do not triumph. The clever do. You… survive. Promise me." A cough cuts into her words. Blood splatters across Xiaoya's cheeks. Xiaoya Feng Cried. "I-I'll carry you! There's a healer in the next valley—" "No." Li Feng's fingers wrap around Xiaoya's wrist, cold as winter steel. "Take the pendant. Hide it. Let them see you as weak… until you strike back." The jade glimmers in the firelight, its edges razor-sharp enough to draw blood. Xiaoya's tears dry upon contact with the burned earth. Li Feng whispered in a low voice. "Live. Not just… survive. Live. Find joy. Promise—" The hand goes slack as she dies. Far away, a man laughs which was like a deep, greasy sound as footsteps close in on the hut. Xiaoya Feng didn't not moved. She does not breathe. Her mother's eyes look past her, and flames dance in them like wicked spirits. 'Survive.' She threads the pendant's chain around her neck. It burns her skin. 'Live.' A shadow falls in the doorway: a mercenary captain, his armor shining with borrowed trinkets. Xiaoya does not beg or scream. She looks him in the eye and allows her voice to shake, becoming the frightened child she is meant to be. Xiaoya Feng whispered. "P-please… don't hurt me." The captain smiles broadly, sheathing his sword. "Aww, little rabbit. I'll make it qui-" Her fingers wrap around the dagger concealed in her mother's sash. Strike! Present Day (Whispered Memory): Xiaoya touches the pendant at her throat, its edge still sharp. Survive. Live. These orders war within her heart as she gazes into the emptiness of a dungeon, its darkness resonating with promises of power… and destruction. "Ordinary," she says as she readjusted her herb-gatherer's cloak. "Just an ordinary day." The lie burns like ashes. But lies, like daggers, cut the deepest when they go unnoticed. -- P.S - Romance? I don't think I will add this element but if I do then not much... Romance isn't my first priority.

“Kuha!” I gasped and backed away, plunging out my lance out of ‘Amaranth’s’ chest. Blood seeped out of my mouth in quite literally deathly amounts. But I did not waver, I might be close to dying, my body is collapsing, but my will isn’t. “Major… no, Kiera.” I spoke, although barely. “Always remember; there are no victors in war, only survivors with scars.” My knees buckled, and I fell to one. “Also, write it on my tombstone: …” I struggled and stood back up again. Coughing up blood, I glared unto the now heavily injured Omega class with hate so pure, passion instilled, and commitment to burn. “… on the day of December 31st, year 2060, Harbinger of Humanity’s Ordinance, died with badassery, slaying a god.” For a good 5 seconds, I was met with silence before I received an answer. “…Alright. I will make sure. Now go and kick its ass.” A deep sigh resounded in my ears. I smirked, for one final attack, I let my Exsia run rampant and uncontrolled. Amaranth glared at me with contempt as it also began to prepare its final attack. “Arrogant human, I admit that you posses sufficient might to harm me. But you fall short from killing me, feel the wrath of heaven, be torn asunder repeatedly again!” A giant sword of pure crimson energy appeared behind it as I felt the Exsia fluctuations from it. Again, white flames burst out from my frame, burning to its brightest state. “A star is most brilliant before its death, heaven may fall, but I stand tall: BERNSTEIN!!!” I shouted, as I lunged forward unto the devastating attack in front of me, capable of leveling entire countries, but my attack did not waver and a bright white light engulfed my vision, taking me into its embrace. Then I heard a gentle whispering voice. [What would you wish for if you could live your life again?]

A young man (cough) I mean a man who suddenly found himself standing in the middle of a road that has been ravaged by the disaster called honkai eruption, is now trying his best to survive in this unforgiving world where monsters call honkai beast run rampant, Virus that can turn you into a walking dead, and some crazy bastard who will sacrificed million of people just to get his plan's going forward. meet 1st world - honkai impact 3 2nd world - still thinking how I'll go about this.

not going to lie. forgot about this cough cough It's a story that takes place in damachi! that combines one of my favorite franchises. if you guess it, I'll give you a cookie.

Celestia Aster always knew her luck was terrible, but learning she’s a cannon fodder in an unfinished novel? That’s a new low. On her twentieth birthday, she regains memories of her past life and discovers she’s doomed to die saving the heroine– all for the male lead’s tragic love story. What’s worse? In her past life, she’d paid to read this nonsense! Determined to change her fate, Celestia swears off her family’s indifference, the male lead’s drama, and the pitiful life of a pushover. But just as she starts to set her life straight, her three worldviews are once again shattered. First, her emotionally-constipated father– who once couldn’t tell her from a houseplant– suddenly starts awkwardly doting on her. Then, scheming Brother #1 flips his villain switch and starts sabotaging people for her. Rude Brother #2, the human thesaurus of profanity, now uses his sailor's mouth to curse out her enemies. Even the youngest, who used to look at her like she’d sprout fangs, has turned into a limpet, clinging to her like she’s his favorite stuffed toy. And just when she thinks things can’t get any weirder? The Crown Prince– the overpowered terror of the protagonist squad– decides he wants her… on his payroll. Mom, pick me up. I’m scared…

COVER ARTIST: LECHE FLAN GLOB (She's also new in her craft so we will be growing together ☆_☆). Do you have that innocent friend that everybody just can't help but love? Do you have that excellent friend that just inspires you to work better in life and in your professional career? Technically, most of them are really as you see them as: adorable, strong, lovable, kind, a free spirit. That isn't what this story is about. Yes, the female protagonist of this story is someone who climbed her way out of hell, but it doesn't mean that this is another revenge story. If only it was. *coughs* This is the story of Yama Shizuka, a girl who has many masked personas that she has used and still uses to manipulate people into thinking whatever she wishes for them to perceive her to be. You could say that her traumatizing childhood paved the way and created this morbid mentality, a need for survival that brought about a strength different from the fictional stories (maybe that's just me shamelessly advertising her story) you and I have read but still retaining a bit of fiction. I mean, if she truly existed, wouldn't it be scary? Heartbreaking, even... This story will be a mixture of her present acts and her remembering her past. There are also important characters that will have their fair share of spotlight when needed. For those who don't like psychological torment, darlings, don't read this. I will not be held accountable. But for those of you who like understanding the human mind and how it can be quite the interesting interaction between the past, present, and future self, do read. THINGS TO CONSIDER BEFORE READING: PERSPECTIVE: the POV of the story changes frequently, depending on the needs of the arc. If you are not a fan of POV changing, maybe this ain't your cup of tea. STORY: There will be a lot of questions at the beginning because this is a long story. For you to understand it, you'd need to read it like 50 chapters in, then re-read it to make it more clear. I also realized I usually change my writing style. If you don't like inconsistencies, I guess Masked Persona ain't for you. STYLE: The main character, Shizuka, would have psychological episodes that is similar to the stream of consciousness. You've been warned. GENRE: This is highly fantasy. Has some future themes to. With how I've seen the story thus far, you really can't come to conclusions that quickly. Some explanations will only happen after so long and it's for a reason. I mean, when I made the timeline, that's what I felt. Some explanations took years before they were given out, sooooooo... P.S. I will occasionally change the cover of the novel depending on the chapter. P. P. S. This is not a cultivation novel, she is wearing a harajuku cardigan. P. P. P. S. I am writing this story for myself, so most of this is to entertain me. If it also entertains you, then sharing is caring. The views and opinions included in this novel belong to the author and do not necessarily mirror the views and opinions of Webnovel.The content of this chapter is restricted. It is forbidden to copy, forward, or in any way reveal the contents of this novel to anyone outside of the Webnovel app and in the internet. The integrity and security of this chapter cannot be guaranteed over the Internet. Please help me keep my novel away from plagiarists. Support my novel here in Webnovel.

“You are like a ray of light that brightened up the darkest moment of my life.” “The moment my eyes landed on you, I already planned everything to take you.” ____ Cheng Yuze was the CEO of the KGF Bank, the most powerful and influential bank in Ru City. His characteristics were known as cold and distant, especially toward women. This man was handsome, rich, and most importantly, intelligent, very intelligent which was what he was always proud of. Opening her eyes, she found that she had lost her memories. She didn’t remember anything besides her name. Before she could figure out the situation, she was pushed into marrying the Eldest Young Master of the Cheng Family by her stepmother because of the agreement from a decade ago between the two families. Cheng Yuze found this wife of his seemed to be stupid. No matter what he asked, she always responded to him with ‘I don’t know.’ which made Cheng Yuze so furious that he could cough up blood on the spot. How would everyone react if they knew he had such a stupid wife? _____ Beware‼️ -This is an original story. -The cover is an AI image.

In the cultivation world, the strong oppress the weak, but sometimes the ants rebel... Fang Hao the world's strongest holy land 'villain' son dies after being impaled by the sword of his fiancee's commoner lover. "Fang Hao! Only the heavens know how many evils and deaths you have committed, my sword will cleanse you from the world for peace" "Cough, cough, damn it, what evil? you just want to steal my wife...» Perhaps this was her destiny, in the end it seems that if he fell in love with her… after falling to the ground and with the closing of his eyes the sound of the rain ceased. _ _ _ But the heavens did not abandon Fang Hao, and after a chance encounter in his past life may awaken the memories of his next life... "So these are the memories of another life, but why do I die for my fiancée's lover? And on top of that I'm the villain?" "What are these memories of my future? Am I trying to woo the Xiao family's daughter and offend his ex-boyfriend's girlfriend? And on top of that I die trying to avenge her death? This is more stupid than the memories of my other life...» “Did I reincarnate or is it the memories of the future? Fang Hao wondered in confusion as he had memories of his future and his afterlife. "Is my existence to be a villain? Don't make me laugh, this king will not allow himself to be manipulated by the heavenly will" _ _ _ The novel was remade from the first chapter to chapter 7, if you already read it, I recommend you read it again.

In the Tripeak Continent, a young man emerges and shocks the world—not for his heroic deeds, but for his infamy. ____ Xenon, a newly graduated archaeologist, was suddenly teleported to the Tripeak Continent while searching for artifacts. There, he discovered a system bound to his soul. To grow stronger, he must act arrogantly, earn hate points, and summon powerful subordinates! Slap everyone in his path, kick temple masters, and make emperors bow before him! Join Xenon on his journey to dominate the Tripeak Continent! ___ Warning: The author is a newbie!

“We can’t be together. And you know this!” Scarlett said as her eyes sunk in sadness. Felix had finally found happiness in her. He was not willing to let her go at this point. “We can make this work! Trust me. We can run away and.....” Scarlett cut him off in disbelief “You? Run away! Aren’t you embarrassed? It’s bad enough that you like me and now you want to run away like a coward” He violently held her neck and lifted her head up “Watch what you say! Now listen, whether you like it or not, you are MINE! Am I clear?” As he released her, she let out multiple coughs and held her throat. She watched him walk down the hallways while she wondered how she had gotten herself into such mess in pretext of love. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Felix is the king of Alchlor who has an unpleasant history that questions his authority. Scarlett is subjected to being a maid in the palace due to her mother’s illness and the urge to take care of her siblings. Felix and Scarlett first form a friendship while his identity is unknown. A little strain is caused between them when she mistakenly figures out who he really is. When they eventually get past this, their relationship is unacceptable to members of the royal family as they make an arranged marriage for Felix with Evelyn who is Scarlett’s rival Will Scarlett and Felix be able to navigate all social barriers to find love? Read this book to find out!

What is the most awsome thing you have ever experienced in your life? Some say finding money, love, again money... But for Alex, his unluckiest thing became the luckiest. Transmigrated into a different universe ruled by the pantheon of Gods, Alex someone that hates to be in danger, was thrown here with just one cheat. Mythological Simulation System. System that lets him to simulate his future lives, moments and abilities. "Wait, there is a 8 % chance i am gonna get attacked when i go out, lets stay inside for few more years." "Awsome i just got Zeus'es thunderbolt from the system, he must be angry right now" "Zeus has been fighting Poseidon for few years now, lets simulate how this fight ends and get the rewards from the end." "YOOO, POSAIDON'S TRIDENT" "Oh no!!! Artemis noticed me and now he wants to kill me, lets stay inside for 1000 years and get stronger from simulating." Will Alex be able to defeat all those gods that wish to kill him. Will Alex get his one mission done, to return to Earth. Or will his cowardn--- "HEY I AM NOT A COWARD, I AM JUST CAUtious.." Cough... or will his cautiosness be the one that will finally end his mission. -- Sorry for my english, i am not english. Cover: AI. Text On Cover: AI Cover Art: AI.

"Why did you break up with me? Do you know how heartbroken I was?" "When I needed you most! When I was at my most helpless! You actually left me!" Her word kept echoing through my mind, each repetition like a knife twisting deeper. I'm just a food driver at a hotpot restaurant. And her? She isn't just any customer dining here today - she's become the Regional Director for Helios Nation at Vuitton International, one of the world's most prestigious luxury brands! Four years ago, I broke up with her. She was the woman I loved most in this cold, colorless world! The one I once swore I'd marry and no other! The woman for whom I built an eternal fortress in my heart, where I remain imprisoned to this day! My thoughts spiraled in despair. Her words kept interrogating my soul, an endless loop of torment. I whispered to myself: --I didn't want to, but I had no choice...-- "Cough, cough..." Suddenly, my throat erupted in searing pain, forcing out two harsh coughs. I pulled down my mask and spat - blood stained my saliva. Late-stage liver cancer. That's right, when I broke up with her four years ago, I had already been diagnosed with hepatitis. Four years on, my condition hasn't improved. It's only deteriorated, evolving into liver cancer. The doctors gave me six months to live.

Bran, a man with many regrets, has lived a life of pity and depression. His family fell, and he was left alone to fight in a war against the Demon King, Bael. Long and arduous in his battle, he lost many friends to the demon's hands. The world fell to ruins, and the gods dead. Bran was left alone, fighting to his last breath. As the Demon King stood above him, bleeding and bruised, Bran coughed up a globule of silver blood. "How dare you destroy everything!? Have you no care for anything?" With a laugh, the Demon King, disregarding the man lying beneath him, took to the skies, leaving him to die. As Bran lay there on the gritty and dead ground, the life fading from his eyes, footsteps echoed from behind. Gilfia, the goddess of life and love, offered an opportunity: Go back to the past and save the world from darkness. With a heavy breath, Bran accepted and found himself in his bed 18 years in the past. Will Bran be able to save his loved ones and the world itself, or will the demon king still destroy everything, leaving nothing but a planet of dust? Follow Bran's sorrow-filled journey in the past to save the world from darkness and fix his mistakes; follow The King of Calamity! *** Will post one chapter every 1-2 days until I've reached chapter 10. Then, I'll switch to a weekly upload schedule to stockpile a bit This, most likely, will not have a harem. There's like a 1% chance that it will have one.

Being taken away of all his freedom, Noah was thrown into the jail accused of a murder he hadn't committed. This incident broke his personality permanently, getting out of the jail Noah started living as a shut-in giving up at everything.  Noah read novels as a mean to pass his time, while reading novels an particular novel caught his eyes, it's name was 'the hero of velveric fights the demon lord' 'It's a harem novel......' That was what Noah had thought in the beginning but, it all changed at the end of the novel.  'What the Hell's with this crazy novel!' The protagonist and all his harem members were killed and in the end the demon Lord took over the world.  It was then, after finishing reading the novel, Noah started coughing out blood and succumbed to his lung disease. Opening his eyes Noah found himself in a body of a 8 year old kid of the Melvix family which appeared in that crazy novel. He was known as the garbage of the Melvix family by all the knights and family members but that didn't matter to Noah. What matter is that- 'It's impossible to survive in the novel if you are not strong enough......' ********************************************** The cover used for this novel isn't mine. if you are owner of it and want to remove it please inform me.

Say it with me: "We listen, and we don’t judge." Okay, so hear me out. I may have made a small mistake. But to be fair, how was I supposed to know that the cherry blossom tree I fell asleep under was home to the cutest squirrel ever to exist? Like, ever. A squirrel that just so happened to be the beloved pet of a powerful demon goddess from another world. I didn’t mean to grab it in my sleep and cuddle it to death. I swear! Its tail was just so fluffy! I think... I can’t be too sure since I was loopy on cough medicine. I had this really bad cold thanks to my idiot brother, who can’t seem to cover his fudging mouth. I’m getting off track, aren’t I? Sorry, sorry. Anyway, after the demon goddess sensed her pet’s life come to an untimely end, she teleported to its last location and found my sleeping self cuddling the dead thing. Remember, "We listen, and we don’t judge!" I can’t be the only sleep-cuddler here! So, in her rage and pain, the demoness kicked me into another tree—at least, I’m assuming that’s what happened, because when I woke up in agonizing pain, my head was stuck in said tree. As you can imagine, I died soon after. Bled out, the whole shebang. Long story short, the drop-dead gorgeous (hehe, see what I did there?) demoness—whom I may or may not have developed a major crush on—ended my life. Hey! Don’t judge. She gave me warm chestnuts. Golden chestnuts. That’s clearly love, right? Wait, where was I? Oh, right. My future wifey turned me into the cutest, most adorable squirrel ever! The upside—besides being able to nap on the demoness’s perfect chest? It’s the fact that, while I’m no longer a human girl, I could eventually evolve back into a human form. All I have to do is level up. If only people would stop trying to capture me and make me their pet! Back off! I know I'm cute, but I belong to my Wifey. You can't have this cute squirrel!"