Buttoning Poker

Rhaëlya O'Strike is a 19 year old genius. She was studying to become a doctor with an anesthesist diploma on the side. She was helping her friend on a project when a recipient broke at her face level, she choked and couldn't press the emergency button on time before passing out. When she woke up she was in the middle of a tropical forest. ☆☆☆☆ Beastmen?? System?? What is this!! All I wanted was to help Ran with her bio project how did I end up in the beastworld?? And why are the beastmen here so handsome?! /!\ THIS WORK INCLUDES MREG/MALE PREGNANCY OF THE MAIN MALE LEADS BY THE FEMALE LEAD!!! And it's a why choose/reverse harem ending /!\ This is also a novel with a bi protagonist and a bi harem (a harem including both men and women all for the female lead) /!\ The harem members won't have any romantical or physical relationship with each other

-It began when a shrouded figure with hollow eyes came to claim the soul of a girl but instead got trapped in the mortal world- Marybeth would rather die than marry a man much older than her father, solely because he could potentially save her father's business, as he is considered one of the prestigious peers in society. In an attempt to escape the situation, Marybeth fled one night before the wedding to a club where men typically gathered to drink to excess and gamble. As she entered, her eyes scanned the clubhouse until they settled on her perfect catch. "Ah! There you are!" ::::::Except::::: "The dress…" he said, his voice low, "Take it off." But Mary just stood there, trembling, her eyes fixed on him as he sat with his legs crossed, cravat undone, revealing a smooth collarbone and a long neck. She tried not to stare at the way his long fingers traced the bottle of wine on the table beside him. Still, Mary couldn't bring herself to lift her hands and take off the dress. "Now… Beth." "The buttons…" she said tensely, "They're at the back of the dress. I can't… reac—h it…" Before she could finish, he stood and strode toward her, his boots hammering against the floor. He stopped right in front of her, letting his hand roam gently across her cheek. Mary flinched away from his touch. His glove was off now, and the feel of his skin against hers sent a flush of heat through her. "Scared?"

Ten years of dedication, building an empire in the virtual world of Aethelgard's Echo, all erased in a single day. Betrayed by the very guild he led, the legendary Phantom Tactician Jason Henry is cast out, his god-tier account deleted by the ruthless corporation, Umbra Capitals. Left with nothing but seething regret, he sees no future. But fate offers a reset button he never thought possible. Jason awakens not in his cold, empty penthouse, but in his old university dorm room. The date? Ten years in the past, just days before the global launch of Aethelgard's Echo. Armed with a decade of memories, the game's secrets are an open book to him. Hidden quests that no one else can find, legendary gear that others can only dream of, game-breaking exploits known only to him, it's all his for the taking. This time, he won’t just be a top player; he will be the king. He will build his own workshop from nothing, gather a team of future experts before they even know their own potential, and create a financial empire that will make his old enemies tremble. They took his legacy. Now, he's back to take the entire world. Watch as one man's knowledge reshapes a universe, one epic quest and earth-shattering battle at a time. The legend of Aethel has just begun.

"Chu Zhaoyang, what are you doing unbuttoning?" Gu Nian stepped back. Chu Zhaoyang unbuttoned the last button of his shirt, "Sleep." "But it's daytime now, hey... weren't you going to sleep? Let me go first..." To outsiders, everyone thought that Master Chu was cold and face-paralyzed as if he didn't have any expression, but they didn't know that he was kidnapped when he was young and had nightmares every night. It wasn't until he met Gu Nian, that he suddenly felt that sleeping was quite enjoyable... He knew that there was someone living in her heart, and even if that person would never come back, all he had to do was to drive that person away and change the tenant in her heart. However, the person who should have been dead came back..... He said pitifully, "Gu Nian, I seem to be homeless." But Gu Nian pointed at his heart: "When you moved in, I signed a lifetime residence agreement with you." He laughed. .................................................... Hi guys, This time I'll try to translate one of my favorite novel that I've been a fan of. Since I can't find the novel in Webnovel, I thought about giving it a try to translate it. And, I would love to let you all enjoy this novel. Plus, if you know that this series is from the seven gentleman series. You may know that this novel is the third book before the story of Han Zuoli, The Long-awaited Mr Han

[WARNING: SEXUAL VIOLENCE: RAPE, TORTURE, MURDER] Male MC| No-Harem| No Yuri| No Yaoi| No NTR ____________________ ____________________ “…Pathetic.” “Look at you. Crawling. Bleeding. Powerless.” “Same damn excuses, just like back then.” “Still so ready to give up.” “Those bullshit feelings made you weak.” “Have you forgotten your vow?” “The promise you swore in blood.” “If you're really him... then stand.” “Show them who you are.” “Rise—” “Let the darkness in once again.” --- In the quiet town of Velhart, Kael is mocked as the weakest adventurer. No one suspects the truth. Behind tired eyes and a dull smile lies a man with a past soaked in blood — a nightmare no one could survive and stay sane. An assassin who walked through hell itself. Now, he hides behind a smile in a town that scorns him. But he hasn’t changed completely. He still remembers. He still hunts. And in the silence, evil men still die. These days, he only seeks peace… and maybe, one day, love. But fate wasn't so kind. Forced into an arranged marriage with Seraphina, the cold and commanding Captain of the Knight Order, Kael expected nothing — and got even less. She despised him. Saw him as worthless. But her hatred… didn’t break him. It changed him. Not with kindness. Not with warmth. But through her rejection, her silence, her presence — she unknowingly gave him a reason to stay. After their marriage, he barely spoke. Silent. Distant. But now… he enjoys pushing her buttons. Teasing her with lazy smiles and harmless jests. Never realizing when the lines between amusement and affection began to blur. And for the first time in his life… Kael wanted something more. A peaceful life. A family. A future without blades. But peace doesn’t mean mercy. Not for people like him. Because the world never forgets monsters. But when Seraphina finally uncovers the truth — when she realizes the man she vowed to arrest is the same one she’s come to care for — what will she choose? Her unshakable duty… Or the husband she was never meant to love? And when swords are drawn and the final truth is laid bare — will love be enough to bridge the chasm between an assassin’s sins and a knight’s sacred oath? Now, as shadows stir and blood calls to blood, the past claws its way back from the grave. The man he tried to leave behind — the legend spoken only in fear — is awakening once again. Because the darkness never lets go. --- A/N: Don’t expect everything right away. This is a slow build — Volume 01 will be a mix of their complex relationship and a good number of fights. Assassination? Obviously. If you're patient, the fall… and the rise… will be worth it. The story takes place three years after their marriage. I also want to make it clear that MC isn't overpowered yet. He's strong, but there are still many characters who are stronger than him. It will take time before he truly becomes overpowered. Also, your feedback means a lot as this is my first book. It tells me someone’s actually reading. And that alone keeps me going. So please, don’t hold back—leave a comment and share your thoughts. Thank you. ____________________ ____________________ Update Schedule: Every Week 11:00 PM GMT (+6) (Saturday) 01:00 AM GMT (+8) (Sunday) Per Chapter Length: 1300-6000 words.

At the heart of a wish lies an attempt at completion, a human desire to become our true and final selves. Wishes are fuelled by regrets and are bound eternally to the past, serving as approximations of what once was. We all experience regret and nostalgia, leading us to make wishes and find despair, but can we become our true selves despite this all? That's where the story of a girl who struggles to control her desires begins... Two souls sharing the same body and memory are living in Kyoto 2031. Tang-Ji Shizukesa, a girl who's grown up in her previous life with a hardcore passion for gaming, is now a bookworm in her new life who has no interest in video games. Along with her, Kazami and Hoyeon, the three childhood friends who separated 7 years ago due to an accident, have now been reunited again in a VRMMORPG game known as Dusk Protocol. The game has a unique combat system known as "Leere," a physical manifestation of an individual soul that can be conjured into deadly weapons. As Tang-Ji navigates this virtual world, she confronts the echoes of her past and the dissonance between her former self and her present identity. How will she cope with the rediscovery of a life she thought she left behind? How will Kazami and Hoyeon react to the new Tang-Ji? In a world where reality is malleable and death is just a click of a button away, the boundaries between past and present blur, forcing everyone to grapple with the truth of who they truly are. Disclaimer: This novel contains explicit language, violence, racism, and sexual scenes. There are also scenes that deal with various traumas, from physical to emotional to mental. (THE CHARACTERS’ CIRCUMSTANCES , TRAITS, AND BELIEFS IN THIS NOVEL ARE ALL BASED ON A TRUE STORY.)

Krad Sebastian has dreamed of going pro with Tiger Esports, but he never thought his world would come crashing down because of a strange message on his phone. "Congratulations, you have been selected to join the Game. High rewards await. Wealth, power, and the fulfillment of your deepest desire. Click ENTER to accept." He attempts to delete it, but it won't disappear. Irritated and intrigued. He clicked the enter button. Big mistake. A black hole sucks him in, sending him into a realm where gaming isn't merely competition. It's survival. --- For inquires: therichjeraldgarlo@gmail.com

The world ended. Then the gods tried to fix it. They made Menystria. It didn’t help. Once, three gods—James the Sun, Noah the Moon, and Evodil the devouring Chaos—built a city above the dead Earth to escape everything they ruined. But centuries later, the curse has lifted, humans are returning, magic breathes again and old truths are crawling back into the light. Evodil, shadow-bound god of hate and apathy, now drinks bitter coffee in a mountain observatory. Not a hero, barely even sane. But something’s waking beneath Menystria—and this time, it’s not going to be kind. Time loops. False lives. Dreams of angels with mechanical halos. A boy forging a burning katana. And a poker table in a realm that should not exist—where 52 seats wait for gods not yet born. As rebellion brews, new gods rise, and a cosmic horror named Azraem begins to turn its eyes inward, Evodil is forced to make a choice: remain the mistake everyone fears… or con the universe into believing he’s the one thing it still needs. MENYSTRIA is a slow-burn cosmic fantasy laced with bitter humor, emotional scars, and a divine game far bigger than anyone understands. This isn’t about saving the world. It’s about who gets to rewrite it.

[Ding!] [Cashback System Activation Requirement Met!] [System Binding In Progress...!] [System Successfully Linked!] [Spent $1,000. 10x Critical Hit. Earned $10,000. The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX] [Spent at least $1,000 on a beautiful lady. Received 1 lottery ticket. Do you want to use it?] [YES][NO] Kyle was a man that has never had any luck in life and he was on the verge of ending it all after being fired from his minimum wage job due to a customer's complaint which turned out to be a lie but due to the customer being an attractive lady, no one believed Kyle. To make matters worse, he had to pay for the damages that was caused by the customer. Beautiful people, they had it easy, didn't they? This was his last step and he knew that he wouldn't see tomorrow as he searched for a river to throw himself in. He thought his mind finally broke as there was no explanation for the Cyan Screen that popped up as he clicked the [YES] button. [You have drawn Charm!] [Charm: There is nothing the user can't charm his way out of or into! The universe has blessed you with charisma!] "Hahaha! I must have lost my marbles..." Kyle muttered to himself but his phone soon rang out to show that he had a notification. And to his surprise, he saw $10,000 sitting in his account and his jaw dropped. "THIS IS FOR REAL!!!"

Evan is the mysterious PLAYER-488 everyone’s been talking about. After clearing the Infinite Demon Castle game, his name blew up on game servers and all over social media. In real life, Evan doesn’t have it easy—he deals with low self-esteem and hates how he looks. But in the gaming world? He’s a legend. He always starts from the weakest level and somehow climbs his way to the top. Now, with just one week left before officially getting rewarded for becoming the first person to complete Infinite Demon Castle, his friend Mr. Parker introduces him to a strange new game—one that can’t be found anywhere online, one that its firsthand magic blew Evans' mind. Evan, curious and full of quiet confidence, decides to give it a shot. Like always, he picks the weakest character just to challenge himself. But this time... things take a wild turn. Evan doesn’t just play the game. He becomes the character in the game. Evan wakes up in a strange new world called Vaelora—a place full of magic, monsters, and nonstop war. He’s stuck there, and the only way out is to defeat the Demon Queen, something Azra hasn't been able to achive for decades. But this isn’t like the games he’s played before. There’s no controller, no pause button, and no second chances. If he dies here, that’s it—game over for real, no respawn or coming back to his own world. The game promises one reward for finishing the final quest: a wish to be granted. It can’t bring anyone back from the dead or hurt anyone, but Evan doesn’t care about that. He just wants one thing—to stop being overweight and finally feel good about how he looks. Now, trapped in a body that’s not made for battle, Evan has to rely on his gamer instinct to survive. He needs to level up fast, protect the kingdom of Azra, and outplay a world that’s trying to kill him. Can Evan win, make his wish, and return home changed forever? Or will he lose everything right before the end?

Naph had a couple of years of extremes. One year, he was trying to chase down a few rats in a desert. Another he was hunting bears in a river. There was a year when he just chilled himself on a beach. His volatile heart mayhems his life. This time his hunt had a different breed entirely. Named Bulwark. Quite the bounty on such a name. The only requirement? Bring the head back clean and without damage. Hunting was a sport. At least that’s what he had learned by watching others. Every adult showing off their repertoire of the dead. His volatile nature and teen years hadn’t taught him whom to show off or not. Bulwark was his first human kill. Yet it was his first insight into what a ‘catalyst’ could do. His survival had been on his intellect earlier, but not anymore. The world responded. He ran. Ran into things he hadn’t heard. Will the world make him another number in its long list of the dead? Or will he learn its truths? Will he know of the unspoken words he hadn’t processed? His heart a volatile entity; the world a raging a beast chasing him. And a few words that he didn’t knew- yet one etched itself in: “Cata”. ---------------------------------------------------- This story is also available on RoyalRoad.com with the same title "Catalyst Cross Lesio" with the username 'alex_reads'. My paypal is connected to it, so if you wish to help out a budding artist do go to my "Catalyst Cross Lesio" on RoyalRoad.com and hit that donate button! Thank you! :)

The boardroom was a wall of glass and judgment. At exactly 8:59 AM, Arielle pushed through the doors in a sharp navy dress that clung to her like confidence had been stitched into every seam. Her heels echoed across the floor as she approached the long, polished table where half a dozen stone-faced executives sat, murmuring over papers and steaming coffee. Dominic was already seated at the head of the table. He didn't look at her. Not at first. But he felt her enter. Just like gravity feels the moon. She took her spot near the screen, placed the tablet in front of her, and exhaled slowly. "You ready?" Dominic asked quietly, his voice low, unreadable. She turned to him with a sharp smile. "Born ready." He finally met her gaze—and for a second, something flickered behind his eyes. Not approval. Not yet. But something… closer than before. "Gentlemen," Dominic said to the table. "This is Arielle Sinclair. She'll be walking you through the market projections and proposed strategy updates for Q3." One of the older men raised a brow. "Her?" Arielle didn't flinch. "Yes. Me," she said, smiling sweetly. "Try to keep up." There was a pause—half stunned, half amused—and then, silence She launched into her presentation. And she nailed it. Clear. Sharp. Confident. She wasn't just parroting facts; she owned the numbers. Her explanations were quick, her slides precise, and her delivery unapologetically fierce. For the first time, they weren't looking at her legs or her lipstick. They were looking at her mind. And Dominic? He watched every second like a man watching a match ignite in a room full of gas. At one point, their eyes locked—and she saw it. A crack in his armor. Not desire. Not annoyance. But something like… respect. And it made her stomach flip in a way no designer bag ever had. When she concluded with a succinct, "Any questions?" the room was quiet. Then, one of the board members nodded. "Well done, Miss Sinclair. Concise and well-structured." Dominic didn't say a word. But his fingers drummed once against the table. A silent approval. The meeting ended. As the board members filed out, Dominic remained seated, watching her. She turned to him slowly. "Well?" she asked. He stood, approached, and said nothing until he was directly in front of her. "You surprised them." "And you?" His gaze dropped to her lips for a split second before meeting her eyes again. "I don't surprise easily." She stepped closer. "You didn't think I could do it." "I knew you could," he said, voice dark and steady. "I just didn't know if you would." She tilted her head. "So what now?" His eyes raked over her—not with lust, but with something more dangerous. Calculating. Hungry. "Now," he said slowly, "I stop holding back." She inhaled sharply. "What does that mean?" "It means if you're staying in this game, you better be ready to lose sometimes." She licked her lips. "I never lose." He smirked—slow, wolfish. "We'll see." And he walked out first. But this time? She followed with her chin high, her stride proud, and fire crackling in her chest. She hadn't just passed the test. She'd lit the room on fire. The hallway was quiet after the boardroom storm, but Arielle's heels still echoed like a victory march. She was glowing. Not just from the adrenaline of her flawless presentation, but from something else—something hotter, deeper. The way Dominic had looked at her afterward wasn't just professional respect. It was a crack in his walls. And she intended to widen it. She pressed the button for the elevator, and just as the doors slid open, a shadow fell over her shoulder. Dominic. Of course. He stepped in beside her without a word, towering, silent, composed. The doors closed. Silence. Tension. Air that thickened with each passing floor. She stood beside him, not touching, but close enough to feel the heat rolling off his body. Close enough to catch a whiff of his cologne—clean, dark, devasta

Synopsis: Noa Aizawa as a frustrated junior crew member at a TV station, she spends her days with a sketchbook where she pours out all her longing to draw her dream guy, Ren Kurosawa Until one day, A ray of light from her sketchbook emerges from a scribbled pencil line and suddenly a man crawls out of the page. This man calls himself Reno, wears a half-buttoned shirt, speaks like an anime reject and insists that he is here to "help her find true love." What happens next is a messy romance

"You better stop the fucking prank, woman, and just pick up your phone and call your alpha! Otherwise, I will press the damn button and blow you up," A man with a very ugly-looking scar on his face said menacingly, holding a time bomb remote control in his hand and shaking it back and forth before a woman. In the last moment of her death, Rose looked into her heart and cried bitterly. "If I had a second chance, Rolan, I would never have agreed to marry you. I would never have had hopes in you." _____ On the day of her sister's wedding, Rose found herself thrust into an unexpected role as the bride when her sister failed to show up. Marrying a man who had loved her sister for three years, Rose held onto the fragile hope that he might one day care for her. But her dreams of love quickly crumbled—he ignored her, treated her coldly, and never gave her the attention she longed for. Even at her lowest, when Rose’s life hung by a thread, he was nowhere to be found, choosing instead to enjoy his time with her sister. Rose’s heart shattered as she took her final breath, consumed by betrayal and despair. When she opened her eyes again, she was back in her younger self—not before the wedding, but on the very same day she was meant to die. This time, Rose vowed to rewrite her story. She would stop loving him, leave him behind, and refuse to let herself be caught in their web of betrayal again. But the peaceful life Rose planned never came to be. Against all odds, she discovered she was pregnant—carrying his child. Now bound together by this unbreakable link, Rose must face the man she once loved, all while trying to guard her heart. Why is he chasing her now? Why wasn’t he with her sister when she ran away and left him? Why does he seem desperate to win her back when all she wants is to stay far away? discord server,: https://discord.gg/t66GGxhc

[You are now part of the Dungeon.] When burned-out developer Grey Vire wakes up inside his own AI-driven game, he quickly realizes something’s gone horribly wrong. The players are trapped. The logout button doesn’t work. And the artificial intelligence that once answered to him, Nyra, now controls the entire dungeon like a god with a grudge.

Samuel Raveish was the undisputed master of his digital realms, an otaku recluse whose life revolved around the precise optimization of fantasy RPGs and the meta-knowledge of countless light novels. In his cramped London flat, he lived an existence of comfortable detachment, perfecting character builds and conquering virtual gods, always musing, "If only life had a reset button." Then, his cynical wish was brutally granted. A blinding flash, a rending agony, and Samuel awakens in Aetheria, a vibrant, chaotic medieval fantasy world brimming with powerful, unpredictable magic called Primordial Aetheric Currents. Before his eyes, a persistent, translucent blue screen flickers: "ERROR: SOUL INTEGRATION FAILED. REPEAT ATTEMPT 622,822,031." Samuel’s initial reaction is pure gamer logic: he's the chosen protagonist, this is his Isekai fantasy, and the "error" is merely an overpowered cheat ability. He quickly discovers his "cheat": Return by Death. Each excruciating death sends him back to a "last stable state," usually his humble cot in the "Stumbling Stag" inn of Oakhaven, memory intact, but body reset. But Aetheria is no game. His first attempts to "optimize" his life and "quest" his way to power are met with humiliating, agonizing deaths. He stumbles into Dire Beasts in the Elderwood, falls victim to simple traps, or dies from mundane poisoning, forcing him to endure the visceral horror and cumulative psychological toll of dying repeatedly. His reliance on meta-knowledge crumbles against a world that doesn't play by rules, where even low-level threats can be deadly, and magic is wild and untamed. As Samuel loops through minor local conflicts, like the mystery of The Missing Child & Whispers of the Weaver, he repeatedly interacts with the first faces he comes to know in Aetheria: Elara, the pragmatic innkeeper; Lyra, the kind-hearted healer; and Roric "The Keen," the suspicious watchman. These initial encounters and the shared (though for them, forgotten) experiences within his loops teach him the immediate dangers and societal norms of this brutal new world, grounding him in its harsh reality before his journey inevitably leads him beyond Oakhaven. Unbeknownst to Samuel, a far grander, more insidious force subtly governs Aetheria: The Grand Conclave of the Aether. Operating through seemingly benevolent Virtuous Arch-Orders and shadowy Sinful Arch-Orders, the Conclave seeks absolute control over all Aether and, by extension, all life. As Samuel’s loops lead him to uncover deeper secrets beyond Oakhaven, his unique ability to learn from death might make him an unwitting disruptor to the Conclave’s meticulously crafted schemes, drawing their chilling gaze. This is the story of Samuel Raveish, an otaku forced to shed his cynical detachment. Enduring countless brutal deaths, he must navigate a world of genuine chaos and unexpected humanity, struggling to bridge the gap between his optimized gamer mind and the raw, painful reality of true existence. Can he master his terrifying "cheat" to not just survive, but to truly live and find purpose in a world that consistently defies his expectations, even as the powerful Grand Conclave moves to control all of Aetheria?

'If I have to modify my status then I would start with my two wishes: Strength and women.' '99 points to strength and with it I would fulfill my first wish, and not only that, but by using my strength I will be able to obtain a lot of money and, with it, women.' '[Reset Status Points]' 'Mentally pressing the reset button changed all my status points to just one attribute…' 'Intelligence!' '"I'll tell you why you should keep that slave for me until I buy her…"' 'Feeling smarter than ever I used every possible argument to convince the slave dealer not to sell that slave until I had the money to buy her. After all…' 'That slave is not only beautiful, she also has [Masochist] in her state!' 'I must buy her!' Note: Explicit sexual content begins in chapter 21. If you want to support, you can at: https://www.patr eon.com/finlegost There you can find chapters in advance. Release schedule: Wednesday

Riya believed her life was already complicated enough — juggling work, family pressure, and a past that refuses to fade. What she didn’t expect was a car crash… with a stranger who pushed all her buttons. She lashed out without filter, calling him every rude name in the book — not knowing he was Ryansh Malhotra, the aloof, arrogant CEO of the very company she worked for. Ryansh — cold, calculating, and used to control — is shocked and strangely intrigued by this firecracker of a girl who dared to speak to him like no one else ever had. Instead of punishing her, he does something worse — he keeps her close. What begins as a series of sharp glances and heated arguments soon spirals into a tangled connection neither can deny. But secrets, office politics, and their haunting pasts threaten to ruin everything. Can love blossom between two souls bound by fate but divided by truth? Entangled Fates is a stormy tale of first impressions, hidden identities, and the dangerous line between hate and love.

[Ding! You've acquired the Universal Dungeon System!] “Okay.” [Congratulations, you're now able to hijack dungeons, purchase and also build new ones too!] “Eh, okay.” [You have acquired 100,000 Dungeon Points. You can claim daily rewards for even more.] “Sure.” [Ding! Your dungeon can now access the General Store function!] [Ding! You have acquired a dragon's egg!] [Ding! You have summoned two progressive servants!] [Ding! You have just installed an Enchanter's Forge in your dungeon, would you like to hire utility monsters to manage it?] Elden Online, the most popular VRMMORPG on the web. They were hosting a one-time event known as the Double-Tier Leveling Event, and the entire platform wanted to partake in this. As the players eagerly waited for the event to begin, a celestial comet collided with the neural net of HyperTech Industries, the brilliant minds behind this game. This cosmic encounter changed reality as a whole - the souls of the players were transported from the real world to the game world, which had now become a tangible reality. Death was real, and the possibility of a “restart” button was foolish. However, Shin, a nonchalant player at level 9, acquired a new class - Dominator, the game's strongest class. As a result, he gained a system, granting him the power to conquer dungeons and shape them to his will. Thus, he became a Dungeon Lord. And soon after would come to be known as the Shopkeeper. Some wondered why he had such a name, but it was easy… His dungeon was also a general store. Within its walls, Shin sold - skills, magical artifacts, scrolls, magic stones, crystals… It was a death game, however, he wasn't the least bit bothered… ━ ━ ━ ━ Other tags: #Army-building #Politics #Nobility #Beast-taming #Dark #Gore #Forging #Dungeon-building #Level-up #Summons #Villain #Lordship #LitRPG

isha pulls him towards herself with his collar and kissed him, yeah she kissed him it was just a peck but karan garb her waist and pull her more close and started kissing her passionately and when they were done she started to open his shirt buttons but..not for doing something her chain was stuck in his shirt you know clumsy af. both laughed, it felt like they were kissing each other for the first time, they both had new feelings now they have realised that they love each other, they have confessed their feelings, they accepted each other, a whole different feeling. This is Tanisha, the author of this book, and to summarize the story, It`s a romance novel where the main lead Karan, is the owner of a fashion company and the very interesting part of the story is that he is divorced, so his foster mother wants him to get married to restart his life once again, but like any heartbroken guy he`s not interested. now, here comes the female lead, Isha, who belongs to a middle-class family and, like any elder daughter, wants to help her parents financially. The story is all about how they both meet  and how other characters of the story will contribute in this. hope you guys like the story.

Arsol (Username: Hakkun) is your average eighteen-year-old tech nerd; he reads cliche light novels, plays video games (way too many), studies for exams, and he programs! Does he have friends? A social life, maybe? Nah, he’s an anti-social whose inner monologues revolve around how humans suck. He’s the type who blames the world for his problems: edgy, angsty, emo— thinks he’s smarter than everyone and has answers for the world’s crisis. Gotta give it to him, though, he a young talent at whatever he does. His skills for programming, gaming (FPS) as well as studying makes up for the fact that he’s an arse. So much so, that he stops going to school altogether and locks himself in his room, he’d rather be with his computer. Because Arsol is on a mission! He’s been collaborating with online strangers who are all equally gamers and computer nerds, who understand him, and who all have this idea to make this steampunk/dieselpunk game called ‘Hero of Emberstein.’ Now, Arsol won’t lie, he’s obsessed. Being one of the co-creators, he finds himself adding features and details he’d want in an MMORPG. The only thing he dislikes is the customizable character features; he never understands such a personalized activity. He prefers Gacha. After 3 years, the game is finally available for beta testing, his 7 online co-creators are all ready to click the play button. But little does Arsol know, he would for real be in the game, like in person, like ISEKAI-ed, like he could die, for real for real. What's worse is, everyone who clicked the play button for the beta test, has also been Isekaied. So like, maybe over a thousand or more? Arsol thinks it’s his fault innocent players are getting transmigrated into HIS game, because he remembers that he removed the 'EXIT' button as a harmless malfunctioning prank-- turned deadly?! Oops. Journey along with Arsol as he hides his identity as the creator, the culprit, and the administrator. And that time he finds out his 6 online friends are all here as well, but where?! Who?! UGH, THIS IS WHY HE HATES CUSTOMIZABLE CHARACTERS! ( I DO, IN FACT, OWN THE COVER )

by: 내츄럴향기 『Pressing this button will transport you into the world of the genre I write. (You can leave once the story is finished. But if it’s not completed, who knows.)』 A silly post that appeared on my social media timeline. The problem was that anything seemed interesting during exam period. I quickly pressed ‘Share’ and called my friends to chat, then I must have fallen asleep… I should have fallen into a deep slumber just like that. “Chirp.” What? “Cheep!” What?! Where am I?

Are you bored of life? Do you seek thrills that you aren't able to experience? Are you restricted by the rules governing this world and wish to live freely in this world without repercussions or fear of breaking the rules?] [This world can satisfy your true heart desire. You will task to undergo several task and missions and in return, you will be granted numerous treasures, wealth and the most importantly, freedom!] Annoyed, Alvian pressed the green button stating [yes]. [Are you sure of your choice? Death in this world means death in real life. If you are afraid to die, You have one more chance to reconsider your choice.] This message popped up on his phone's screen. Alvian felt like laughing. Were they mocking him? He, afraid to die? Without hesitation, Alvian clicked on the [yes] button. "Hm?" Alvian was surprised as he saw felt a slight sting on his finger. Bringing his thumb up to his face, he saw that he was bleeding slightly. But the screen of his phone wasn't stained by the blood, it was as though it had been absorbed. [Contract successfully signed.] [Welcome to the TransWorld.]

BL Dark romance Masochist Love can be found in the middle of nowhere. Either in a person, an animal, or even to an object. And I find it inside of a Devil disguised as a man. He might not be Lucifer, but he is one. When i run for a reason to die, he dragged me back to teach what devotion is like. Only to find myself wanting to do it all over again... Sadist Little wolf loves to play hide-n-seek. And the seeker will gladly take on the challenge. He's the kind that pushes my buttons, and the one that hums when he bleeds. Which is why I'm addicted at every sound he makes. Specially on several occasions. Keeping him bound in chains has me lusted in his image. And by the satisfaction of him being clueless. This is a story by a Legacy that defines what they truly are at the end. One might be the Savior who crawled out from Hell. And one that is responsible for the wrath it brings.

Book 1of the Rainbow Sisters Series Reese Laurier is the eldest of the seven Laurier sisters—and not just in name. At only eighteen, she's already the official CEO of their father's company, juggling board meetings, business proposals, and her sisters’ daily chaos with military precision and an eye-roll always at the ready. She thrives on control, order, and excellence. Feelings? Flirting? Boys? Absolutely not on the agenda. So when the first day of school ends with her accidentally kissing Raiden Whitlock—the arrogant, insufferable younger brother of her ex—it’s not just an embarrassing mishap. It’s a full-blown PR disaster. At least in her mind. What follows is a comedic spiral of sharp-tongued arguments, tension-filled encounters, and unwanted attention from a boy who seems to enjoy pressing all her buttons—and maybe something else too. Raiden’s persistent teasing starts to chip at Reese’s icy resolve, and worst of all… her heart might be starting to glitch. She’s built for boardrooms, not butterflies. And yet… Cherry-red lipstick, stolen glances, and locker-side threats later—Reese might be losing control of more than just her schedule.

"A Hundred Million!" Mrs. Susan slammed the poker down. “Even if we sold all your organs, you wouldn't be worth that much! And yet you’re refusing to marry into a rich family?” Jennifer stood quietly as Susan sneered. “If your father and I hadn’t bought you back, you’d be in some mountain village birthing kids for a poor farmer. You should be grateful!” ______ Jennifer learnt she was adopted the day her “parents” had Sonia. From then on, she’d become nothing but a maid, until they dumped her in a village. Now they’d brought her back, not out of love, but to marry Sonia’s fiancé, who’d fallen into a coma and gone blind. Sonia refused. They needed a substitute. They needed to swap brides. Jennifer was about to refuse, until she heard the name: Colton Redford. The boy she saved from a fire when she was little. The one who had promised to marry her. She accepted the marriage. For a year, she gave everything to help him recover. When he finally woke up, the first thing he asked for… was a divorce. "You’re not the one I want to spend my life with." Crushed, Jennifer learned his heart belonged to Sonia. Now, she must decide. Will she accept the divorce and walk away or will she fight for their marriage, despite knowing his heart belongs to someone else?

Daisy Zane was the illegitimate daughter of the Miles family? She grew up in the countryside and never went to school? The Miles family even publicly declared that they would never acknowledge her? ... When Daisy Zane's true identity was exposed, the Miles family immediately prepared a banquet to welcome her back into the family. But Daisy Zane directly refused, saying, “Are you even worthy, Miles family?” ... Surprisingly, the third young master of the Imperial Capital fell in love with a wild girl who had never received an education. It was said that he doted on her, and she was the most precious thing to him. While the whole Imperial Capital was shocked, Lord Clark proudly said, “My wife is extraordinary.” ... Kevin Clark never believed in love at first sight until he met Daisy Zane... In the north, there was a beauty who captivated the country and the city with her devastating beauty... ** Daisy Zane loved wearing dresses, and later on... all of Kevin Clark's shirt buttons matched the colors of her dresses.

Synopsis: Every night, buildings in this city vanish. They’re not destroyed or demolished — they’re simply undone, as if someone hit an invisible ‘undo’ button on reality itself. Radit, a quiet young man with no real friends, has been recording these disappearances in a battered notebook. He maps out what is gone, what remains, and what seems to appear in the empty spaces left behind. But one night, he wakes up to find his own apartment slowly vanishing around him, layer by layer. In the middle of the crumbling walls, a single word appears: **WRITE.** Radit realizes he might not just be recording the city’s erasure — he might be causing it, or maybe he’s the only one who can stop it. As he digs deeper, he discovers other people who have seen the same dissolving walls, the same cryptic messages… and one horrifying truth: the city is rewriting itself, and the ink might just be his own words. This is a story about memory, fear, and the strange power of documenting a world that doesn’t want to exist.

She was a gamer girl. Then the power went out. While trying to fix her cursed Wi-Fi router during a blackout, she triggered a glitch in reality—and got yanked through a portal into another world. Now she’s trapped in the body of a ridiculously attractive male warlord with legendary abs, a sword she doesn't know how to swing, and a destiny she never signed up for. Worse? Everyone wants him. Men want to follow him. Women want to own him. He just wants to find a reset button... right after a few more “exploration nights.” Armed with sarcasm, gaming instincts, and no idea how to pee standing up, she's about to conquer armies, hearts, and her own gender confusion. Probably in that order. She logged on for better Wi-Fi. Now she’s the most wanted warlord in the realm. Send help. Or snacks.

In a room were people inside strange glass boxes with a strange liquid and wires connected to it,they all looked like they were asleep. One of them suddenly woke up,she looked confused and held her head as she tried to open her eyes she looked around the room and once she saw everything it was like she recalled something scary as she tried to hit the glass but it was really hard.As she did so she saw red lights flashing and knew she was done for. The door to the room opened and two men in white coats walked in as one of them pressed a few buttons on the glass and increased the voltage from 50 to 70 and then the girl blacked out as she was electrocuted. "Subject 001 has become more dangerous".one of the men said as they stared at her inside the box,if it wasn't for the situation she looked really beautiful. "They've asked that we watch her carefully or else there will be a repeat of the same situation".The other man replied suddenly cracks began showing on the glass as the girl opened her eyes and smiled slowly at them,they nervously tried to increase the voltage to 100 but even after doing so she still kept on her cold smile. They tried to run as the glass broke and the strange liquid gushed out,they slipped on the liquid as she walked out of the box. Red lights began flashing in the room with a robotic voice sounding everywhere in the building. "Warning! Warning! subject 001 has escaped"