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SSS Ranked Merchant: Rebuilding a Broken Kingdom With Unlimited Wealth

[WSA ENTRY 2025] Once a young business prodigy, Violetta’s company crumbled fast thanks to internal corruption and the greed of the more successful elites. Now, she’s a certified 31 year old dirt-poor shut-in, living her best (or worst?) life as a full-fledged otaku. With nothing but her anime merch and a shaky Wi-Fi connection, she scrapes by on streaming money, all while dodging the harsh reality outside her door. However, after an all-nighter to play Merlysian Realm, a newly released VR MMORPG, she died from her unhealthy lifestyle and passed out. [SYSTEM ERROR: 404 - ACCOUNT NOT FOUND] [Rebooting...] [Loading... [ERROR: SYSTEM MALFUNCTION. PLEASE WAIT.] ..... [SYSTEM MESSAGE] [You Have Received A Legendary Class] [User's account balance has been updated.] [Balance: UNLIMITED] [Class: Merchant] [Rank: SSS] "Huh?!" Not only was she transmigrated into Merlysian Realms, she was reborn in a struggling farmer's family that lived in poverty from a poorly developed kingdom in medieval times! The real kicker? It’s crawling with corrupt nobles, dying crops, zero trade routes, and is so tiny it could probably fit on a map as a dot labeled “Who Knows Where.” Can our otaku-turned-financial wizard save this sinking ship of a kingdom, or is she doomed to relive her bankrupt nightmares? Watch as she proves those who doubted her to be wrong and be accepted as a genius by using her knowledge from the modern world!
Celipse · 52.8K Views

What? System Wants Me To Steal MILFs To Become Stronger!

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 "What do you mean by I need to steal MILFs to become stronger!?" Waking up in an unfamiliar body of a Prince, Lucian stares in bewilderment as a transparent panel materializes before him, displaying a message that demands — "You need to steal MILFs to become stronger!" His mind races with confusion. What does that even mean!? As the absurdity of his new reality sinks in, he begins to accept the dark possibilities before him. In his previous life, as a master seducer, no beauty had ever escaped his demonic embrace. Now, with this new body, he enjoys the thrill of his newfound power. Their desires will become my playground, and their deepest secrets will be mine to exploit. "You’re the Empress? I'll grant you a divine body if you submit to me." "Your lover is a once-in-a-thousand-years genius? So what? I’ll make you a prodigy that comes once in a million." "Your husband is the sect leader of a powerful immortal sect? Irrelevant. I’ll elevate you to become an immortal goddess." To claim the fate points of the 'Sons of Heaven,' Lucian will seduce their cherished ones and drain their Innate Fate. ============================= 【 Additional Tags: Incest, Harem, System, R-18, Mature, Reincarnation, Anti-Hero, Shameless Protagonist, Overpowered Protagonist, Immoral Protagonist, Dual Cultivation, Demons, Elves, Devil, Immortal Gods, Goddess, Politics, Comedy, Face-smacking. 】 【 Author's note: You can expect a lot of smut. If any of this bothers you, this is not for you. 】 【 Discord link - https://discord.gg/Vnnfy5vjda 】 【 Cover is AI genarated 】
MOONshadow_ · 1.5M Views

FORBIDDEN INTIMACY: UNCHAINED BY HIS LOVE

[WARNING MATURE CONTENT, R18+] Michael Specter is a handsome, successful entrepreneur with women throwing themselves at his feet just to spend a night. However, very few know about his menacing side. Twenty-two year old Layla Mclan is in desperate need of a higher-paying job to clear off her mother's debts. Opportunity comes knocking when she successfully applies for work in a richer household, the Conners. But life soon takes a turn when Layla finds out that there is no such household, and instead of working as a maid, she is now a slave to Michael Specter, a billionaire with a twisted mind. Layla’s eyes turned red, shoulders trembling, her soul wanting to reach out to her mom but alas… There was no way out, as she was already locked in the room, succumbing to the fears that didn’t feel very distant; She had gone through the same not long before. The agreement papers turned her body cold. Sometimes the worst seems best and there’s no end to the misery days; The one who avenges, the one who endures remains true to their valor. ‘Rule No. 1: Tending to your Master’s needs should be your top priority. Failing to do so, he can punish you however he pleases.’ ‘However, he pleases? What he’s gonna do to me?’ She mused and felt her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest. ‘Rule No. 2: You cannot say ‘no’ or oppose your Master’s orders.’ ‘Rule No. 3: You’re free to wear clothes of your choice… However, he can make you change it if he wants.’ ‘Rule No. 4: You are not allowed to step outside of the property.’ . . . Excerpt: “Ac-Actually I’m sleepy and I spent my day working for the household… Umm… Master, can I ask you something?” “Go ahead.” “I left my mom back home and I took this offer just to meet the debts… So will you pay me the said amount if I listen to your needs?” She asked in her feeble voice. “Needs Hmm… How about you strip off right now and lie down on the bed?” “What?” She exclaimed in horror. “You heard me,” he sounded dead serious. Layla gulped down the heavy lump that she had been holding for quite some time. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ***NOTE*** The cover isn’t mine. Full credit goes to Author Hansora :) PEN-NAME: hansora. Please don’t use it.
ACE_SPECTRE · 29.1K Views

My Fang-Tastic Mate

Please Kieran, it's hard dealing with your loss but every night you come to my dream and give me false hope that you are coming back and when I wake up, you won't be there. I know that you are trying to comfort me but I would really appreciate it if you stop coming to my dreams, I want to heal Kieran. We will be having our son soon and I want to be here to look after him, to protect him. I know I will never get over you but I need to stop believing in non-existence miracles."  Hearing all she had to say, Kieran only leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips, when he sat back up, he looked deep into her eyes, "did that feel like a dream, or perhaps this?" he elongated his fangs and leaned to her neck, sinking his fangs on his mark to renew and strengthen the bond.  —————————— After Prince Kieran’s death, Rylee is forced to flee with her friends to protect her unborn child, the key to the demon throne. But dark forces, including a vengeful masked figure and powerful witches, will stop at nothing to claim the throne by killing her. As Kieran struggles to remember who he is in the afterlife, Rylee’s life hangs in the balance. Sacrifices are made, and Rylee’s shocking death sparks a battle that threatens to destroy everything. Will Rylee and Kieran finally get their happy ending, or will destiny tear them apart forever? Spoiler: Male lead dies in first volume Female lead dies in the second volume Don’t You Want to Figure out how? #reincarnation #vampire #demon #werewolf #human #witches Volume 1: Mated To The Dark Prince Volume 2:Return and Revenge Volume 3:Prince Ryan’s Story
Zazzywritesfiction · 177.2K Views

Alpha's mate is a male?!?

Ace has always known he was different, rescued by human couples as a baby by the road side. Raised with a strange mark on his chest, uncanny speed, heightened senses, and an instinct he could never explain. But everything comes to a head on his eighteenth birthday when a restless fire awakens deep within him, compelling him into the forest under the light of the full moon. Drawn by an invisible force, Ace’s body trembles with anticipation, and his wolf, silent his entire life, stirs to life for the first time. Then he feels it: an overwhelming presence that fills the air, makes his heart race, and stops him in his tracks. A powerful looking but desperate man emerges from the shadows, Ace’s entire being responds. His chest burns, and the mark he always thought was a birthmark begins to glow on his chest, as if it knows the man standing before him. Kieran’s piercing silver eyes hold a mixture of relief and hunger as he steps closer. 'You’re mine,' Kieran murmurs, his voice deep and reverberating with authority and raw desire. Ace doesn’t understand what’s happening, but his body does. Every fiber of his being screams for Kieran, his wolf howling for the connection they were destined to share. When Kieran touches the glowing mark on Ace’s chest, the bond between them explodes into life. Ace feels everything, the undeniable pull, the deep need to belong, and a passion so intense it takes his breath away. The world fades, leaving only Kieran and the primal connection binding them. Kieran's suppressed desires for his mate breaks free from their restrain. He tears their clothes into pieces, pulling Ace closer in his arms as he uncontrollably touches every inch of Ace's body, feeling the satisfaction he has longed for_ for years. He devours Ace's mouth and lips as he thrust into him , every thrust igniting a hotter flame inside their bodies, they both groan and scream at the connection, at the pleasure that flows throw every vein in their bodies. In that heated moment, Kieran claims Ace, sinking his teeth into his neck to mark him as his own. The bite sends a shockwave through Ace’s body, awakening a hunger and power he never knew he possessed. Their souls collide, binding them together in a bond that is both exhilarating and terrifying. ▪▪ But as Ace grapples with his newfound identity as a werewolf and the mate of a powerful alpha, he’s thrust into a world of danger, loyalty, and love so overwhelming it threatens to consume him. Will he accept the destiny that ties him to Kieran, or will the weight of the bond shatter them both?"* ○○●●○ Alpha Kieran had been looking for his mate for nine years, he searched among the she_wolves in his pack and all other packs but never found his expected female mate, only to find out his mate is a male , something he has forbidden in his pack. No matter how much he didn't want to mate with Ace, the pull was way much uncomfortable to him. What is he going to do now that he has found himself in the situation he had forbade others himself.
Victory2023 · 242.7K Views

Entwined: Stuck in Her Grip

◾ SYNOPSIS◾ He stood motionlessly, his cloth dripping of excess muddy liquid, his gaze fixed on the retreating petite figure, riding away on her bicycle. His face was as phlegmatic as ever, his icy stare lingering on the lucky lass. "Just say the word, Zay", his friend nudged. An almost inaudible sigh escaped his lips. He dug his finger into his hair, ruffling it a bit. He turned around and walked towards his car, not even sparing his friend a glance. As soon as he gets in, he shuts the car door, placing his head on the car's head rest while closing his eyes. His men understood the message and put down their guns. Jove shook his head and turned to walk to the car. "It's your first time, dude. What the heck happened?" He asked, walking into the car. "Take the wheels, Damon." His mesmerizing yet cold voice rang, ignoring Jove's question. Jove sighed dramatically and leant back on the seat, bringing out his phone - he was used to his best friend already. Zayde Stoll was the name. His name alone triggered lots of emotions - love, admiration, fear, hatred and every other feelings one could possibly have. He was dangerously handsome; an exact opposite of his real self. At 25, he already was the world's youngest billionaire, having the least number of ten companies in each country. His name made great men fall to their knees and everyone wondered how his fame grew that much. He was known to be eerily cold and he killed without second thoughts. He only needed to say the word and whoever would drop at his feet. He was a real description of a merciless demigod and people shook when he entered college. Jove was his best friend and the only person he talks to aside his Dad, despite their very striking differences. Jove complimented his name - he was one hell of a jovial person and really cheerful...but the heck, he was the world's biggest player. Although he condemned the manner with which Zayde handled his victims, he knew he couldn't do anything about it, having known Zayde since childhood. "Damon! You want to kill us?!" Jove suddenly yelled, yanking off the earpiece he had on. He had fallen back on impulse from the near death crash they barely escaped. He glanced at Zayde, a mistake at first, because the latter never acted like something just happened. His men kept stoic faces too, leaving him dumbfounded. "Am I the only living thing in this car? Because Damon almost sent us to our earliest graves and none of you will f**cking tell me you didn't see that!" Jove yelled. He was this close to being infuriated. Damon chuckled loudly. "It was only a mistake", he said with a shrug. "Yeah, a mistake that would've marked an end to my beautiful life", he said bluntly, his voice unable to mask the sarcasm. "You should be shameless at times, Jove." Boris said, turning back to look at Jove. Just then, Zayde put on his headphone with a slightly irritated huff, a clear indication everyone were disturbing him. They all shut up at once, returning to their previous activities. "You'll watch them kill me one day." Jove mumbled, sinking down into the seat.
Astra_Qilla · 10.8K Views

A Dangerous Obsession

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.
Donna_Sheldon · 90.5K Views

Sweet For You, Ruthless For Others

Warning! Mature Content Hernia is his to care for and he doesn’t care what the world thinks of that. >>>>>>> “We could date instead,” Hermia suggested, her voice laced with uncertainty. “I don’t date,” Niklaus replied coldly, his piercing gaze unwavering. Hermia blinked, caught off guard. “So it has to be marriage?” she asked, her tone laced with disbelief. “Yes,” he deadpanned, not a hint of hesitation in his voice. Her frustration bubbled over. “But we don’t even know each other!” she whined, throwing her hands up in exasperation. Niklaus leaned forward, his dark eyes gleaming. “I don’t need to know you, Mia,” he said, his voice dipping into a deep, dangerous tone. “When I can feel you… that’s enough for me.” She inhaled sharply, her heart hammering in her chest. “That’s not enough for me,” she countered, her voice firm but trembling slightly. His expression softened, and his next words wrapped around her like a promise. “I would forever cherish you, adore you, and treat you like the rarest gem. I would never let you shed a single tear of pain.” Her resolve wavered, but she shook her head and pushed back. “We’re not getting married, Shark. Just go.” But instead of leaving, he smirked, leaning back with a confidence that rattled her. “I’ll be waiting.” Hermia groaned, exasperated. “Nik, you’re hardly doing any waiting. You’re all over me! We live together, work together, eat together—you’re always here!” Niklaus’s voice dropped to a whisper, raw and pleading. “Then just keep me forever, Mia.” She froze, his honest, vulnerable eyes piercing through every defense she had built. Her heart quivered as she felt the weight of his words sink in. She didn’t know what to do. >>>>>>>> To the world, Niklaus Hathaway is ruthless—a man who takes what he wants, no matter the cost. But for Hermia, the girl who’s lost everything, he’s something else entirely: her unlikely savior whom she couldn’t blindly trust. He’s ruthless to everyone—except her. Niklaus Hathaway doesn’t date. He doesn’t waste time. He only wants what’s his. When Hermia steps into his life, he makes one thing clear: if she won’t marry him, she’ll work for him. Keeping her close is his only goal, and no amount of gossip, jealousy, or family betrayal will change that. But Hermia’s life isn’t as simple as working for the powerful CEO who’s claimed her as his. With an evil stepsister and manipulative parents determined to ruin her happiness, Hermia must fight for her place in a world that seems determined to push her out. Niklaus declared her his from the beginning—and he’ll stop at nothing to protect her, no matter the cost Love has never been this dangerous.
I_Nana_Firdausi · 33.1K Views

Stay With Me, Please [Long Hiatus]

Tang Jinghao is a hard-working doctor with a very powerful background. Her family is the wealthiest in the capital. One day, another powerful family, the Tian family, moves to their country and tries to surpass the Tang family. In order to avoid the war between the two families, the Tang family proposes a marriage to keep them both on the same level and to be the most powerful people in the country. Tang Jinghao is forced to marry the Tian Liwei, the successor of the company, Tian Rising. He is the eldest young master of the Tian family. During her stay at her in-laws’ residence, she notices something peculiar about them. They didn’t eat much. Their appearances were flawless all the time. They never slouched, blinked, and it didn’t even look like they were breathing because of how formal and polite they were. They would never show their bad side of themselves. They also took special interest in antiques from the Tang Dynasty. Until one night, Tian Liwei left his empty wine glass on the counter. Tang Jinghao assumed that he was tired and forgot to put it in the sink. The red wine was all around the inside of the cup. The liquid looked thick and Tang Jinghao thought, “This couldn’t possibly be regular red wine. What is it?” She smelled it and it smelled familiar. It smelled like the blood from patients at the hospital. “What are you doing?” Tian Liwei took the glass from her. “What is that?” “My special wine.” “It smells like blood.” “And.... what if it is?” He walked towards her as she took a few steps back. Then, Tian Liwei put his hands on the counter behind her to trap her. “Dr. Tang, I’m out of my favorite drink. How will I get more?” Author’s message: PS, most of the historical events mentioned didn’t really happen. The names of the antiques were made up. The events were just used to entertain readers.
LeeDongMin330 · 12.5K Views

RECOVER MONEY FROM ONLINE SCAM HIRE ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST

Email info: Adwarerecoveryspecialist (@) auctioneer.net  WhatsApp info:+1 (272) 332–8343 Website info: https://adwarerecoveryspecialist. com  Telegram info: https:// t.me/adwarerecoveryspecialist1 Based in New York, I’ve always been familiar with the fast-paced and often volatile nature of financial markets. Navigating them has become second nature to me over the years, and I’ve had my share of both wins and losses. However, nothing prepared me for the emotional rollercoaster I experienced when I stumbled across a binary trading platform that promised incredibly high returns in a short period. The site looked legitimate, the testimonials seemed genuine, and the returns it promised were hard to ignore. Overcome by the potential for profit, I invested a substantial amount $25,000. At first, everything seemed to be going as promised. I was getting regular updates on my supposed profits and felt confident that I had made the right move. However, as time went on, things began to feel off. The platform became increasingly difficult to access, and my attempts to withdraw funds were met with delays and excuses. It wasn’t long before I realized I had been scammed. The sinking feeling of losing everything was unbearable, and I found myself questioning how I could have been so careless. At my lowest point, when I was unsure if there was any way to recover my money, I came across a post on Instagram recommending a service called ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST. At first, I was skeptical. After all, I had just been burned by a fraudulent platform, so the idea of trusting another service seemed risky. But the post highlighted their professionalism, quick action, and, most importantly, a track record of successfully helping people in similar situations. After some research and a few reassuring conversations, I decided to give them a shot. ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST team was prompt, organized, and transparent in their approach. They understood the urgency of my situation and set to work immediately. Their professionalism reassured me that I was in good hands. Within just a few weeks, I received the news I had been hoping for my full investment of $25,000 was recovered. The relief I felt was indescribable. Not only had I regained my funds, but I also regained my faith in the process of recovery. I can’t thank ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST enough for their dedication and expertise. Thanks to them, I’m now more cautious when navigating the online financial landscape, but I’m also grateful that there are services out there that genuinely care about helping people like me. If you ever find yourself in a similar situation, I highly recommend reaching out to them they truly are a success story.
Aliya_Gaitan · 363 Views

Abyss' Omen

I was never afraid of death. But I was afraid of dying butt naked. I’ve long accepted that everyone meets the same end, no matter the cause—cancer, a tragic accident, or even something absurd like slipping on a banana peel and cracking their skull open. Some choose to take their own lives, yet I wonder… in their final moments, did they whisper, I want to live? My mother did. Before she tried to take me with her. My father, consumed by guilt, went insane. A month later, he decided to follow her, holding my hand as he drove us off a cliff with a broken brake. In that instant, only one thought filled my mind: I want to live. The heavens heard me. I survived—but lived in hell. After years of struggling, I finally bought a house, determined to start over. I wanted to kiss many women, make myself rich, and retire like a lazy bum. A perfect life. I almost had it. Until the water stopped running in the shower. When I checked the sink, my reflection didn’t follow my movements. It just… stared. Then, its head twisted at an unnatural angle, a devilish grin splitting its face. A chill crawled down my spine. Black, viscous liquid seeped from the walls, flooding the floor. It wasn’t water. It was thick. Heavy. Suffocating. And then, my reflection stepped out of the mirror. Its cold hands closed around my throat, its grip unrelenting. I gasped, clawing at it, but the dark liquid filled my lungs, drowning me. My body convulsed as the thing laughed—a sound that echoed through the abyss consuming me. As darkness swallowed me whole, one final thought crossed my mind: I want to live. A voice answered. "Wake up, Abyss." And when I opened my eyes, I was no longer me. I was Dravino Alderidge, son of the war hero. A character in a novel I had read before my death.
Loveleigh · 214 Views

SLOTH (Superhero Litrpg Progression)

Dark events occuring in Sadie's life will cause her skills tree to awaken and sprout with stats as long as she's able to cultivate them properly. #antihero #litrpg #progression ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Deep within the dilapidated Sinclair district of the city, amidst the crumbling remnants of a nameless temple, an intrepid archaeologist delved into its ancient catacombs. He unearthed an otherworldly artifact near one of the sealed coffins—a muddied relic emanating an eldritch aura that stirred unease in his excited heart. Upon peeling the layers, he found it to be a vase crafted from porcelain and jade and identified strange writings on its side. With each careful stroke, more details unraveled. The letters were that of a forgotten tongue, seemingly appertaining to an extinct civilisation, but what was clear is that it was wrought by a master's hands. Then suddenly, the dark of the cave seemed to spread, as the archaeologist attempted to escape the encroaching darkness that seemed to materialize from naught, a desperate fumble caused the artifact to slip from his grasp. The precious vase, steeped in the weight of forgotten wisdom, tumbled through the air, its delicate form shattering upon impact with the jagged rocks. In that fateful moment, a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors and pulsating energies burst forth, dispersing through the atmosphere. as if a rainbow pierced the heavens and rain poured forth on unwitting denizens. The city's population inhaled the strange color particles, their very essence became entwined with the mystical forces unleashed. Thus, a metamorphosis unfolded—a phenomenon that bestowed upon the citizens a tapestry of extraordinary powers, each intricately tied to the primal instincts of the animal kingdom. Some found themselves endowed with awe-inspiring abilities, harnessing the strength of lions or the agility of cheetahs. Yet, amongst the transformed throngs, a young woman named Sadie awoke to a different reality. As the veil of slumber lifted from her weary eyes, Sadie discovered herself transformed into Sloth Girl—a being defined not by raw power, but by an unparalleled languor that seemed to stretch time itself. While others were psyched in their newfound might, Sadie found herself sedated of care, a somnolent haze permeating her every fiber. She had gained the knowledge that when a civilisation collapses, spirits reincarnate in other lifeforms and all had to be redone again. Dreading such a restart from scratch. Her purpose became to slow the frantic pace of a world always rushing headlong towards its own ruin. The weight of her eternal existence and the burden of time's unending flow tested her resolve. She wished to understand the true purpose behind evolution and sought to unravel the mysteries of the relic as a gateway to learn the secrets animating her strange universe. Hoping that one day, she will gain respite from the eternal cycle of chaos and creation.
Basilius_Author1 · 26.8K Views
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