Bared Boots

Ye Mo is an orphan, barely remembering his parents everyday is a fight for survival. In a world where the strong rule and the weak comply fortune will strike and change his destiny forever.

I had finally done it—crafted the ultimate Paladin build. Maxed-out stats, armor tougher than a fortress, and so many resistances that even death had given up trying. I was an unbreakable wall, an unstoppable force. Nothing could take me down. Then my PC exploded. And just like that, I died. Fate really has a messed-up sense of humor. But instead of moving on to the afterlife, I woke up as my Paladin character… in a world that made absolutely no sense. No knights, no castles, no dark dungeons—just people zipping through the air on swords and firing off energy blasts like magical railguns. "This is definitely not where I’m supposed to be," I muttered, just as a smug-looking noble sneered down at me. "Kneel, kiss my boot, and beg for mercy!" he demanded. I glanced at my maxed health bar and then at his punchable face. I decided to help him reincarnate gently—Divine Smite, Judgment of Light, Wrath of the Heavens, Purging Flames...

I watch him. Always. Caspian Devereux moves through the halls like he owns them-because he does. Untouchable. Unreachable. Perfect. But I see him differently. The way his fingers tap against the desk when he's restless. The slight clench of his jaw when he's annoyed. The way his lips barely part when he exhales. He doesn't notice me. No one does. But that's fine. Because I notice everything. And one day... Caspian Devereux will notice me too.

Updates @ 14:00 and 16:00 (+8) What can be considered a treasure? Brandon was the largest dragon there was. His old scales alone could buy an entire country. But he did not have a treasure to speak of. Just gold, glistering gems, and a homey cottage where he hid when the goings got tough. One day, as he was collecting wild herbs, he found his treasure. Beaten, with a slavery rune on him, barely alive. Pan was not much, but to Brandon, he was a treasure. A treasure fit for a dragon.

Melanie Collins was the perfect wife—caring, strong, and dependable. For the last few years, she had managed her husband’s messy family, and business alone while waiting for her husband to return from studying abroad. But when he finally came back, Melanie’s world fell apart—he wasn’t alone. Along with him was his 'best' friend. Broken and confused about the change in her husband, Melanie didn’t know where to turn. And then she stumbled into another cold reality. Everything she had believed was a lie. Seething with anger and humiliation, as she tried to come to terms with the betrayal, an unexpected person steps into the picture, intent on seducing her and conquering her. The only problem? The man was her ex brother in law... And against her better judgment, she is attracted to this bad boy... But as Melanie tried to make sense of the changes, she discovered there was more going on than she ever imagined. Had both brothers loved really fallen in love with her? Or was she just a pawn in a bigger game? excerpt Since he had already been leaning against the table, he simply slid onto it, and with one swift motion, he hooked his boot around the leg of her chair and pulled it—pulled her—closer.The sudden movement made her jolt slightly, and when she looked up or rather when she looked ahead, she found herself staring directly at the zipper of his jeans... She looked up then and met his gaze. He caught her chin," Would you like to check if I am only pretending, sweet melon?"Melanie stiffened. And then pushed back her chair suddenly, so that Adam almost lost his balance, as she stood up. Before he could balance himself, she placed her hand on his shoulder, her fingers brushing against his neck.  Adam stiffened, his eyes glittering as he waited to see what she would do next. And she, of course surprised him as her other hand, slowly settled on the inside of his thigh. And then, the hand on his shoulder started to move. Her fingers tracing the side of his neck before lifting as she shot a glance to the corner of his mouth. The little piece of metal glinting there. She flicked at it lightly, barely a touch, but Adam could feel the heat all over his body, as she leaned in close, her lips barely a few centimetres away...so that they could both feel each other's breaths… She smiled slowly then. "Careful, Adam," she murmured, her voice playful, but carrying the unmistakable edge of a challenge. "Keep pushing, and I just might call your bluff."

Betrayed on her wedding day, framed for her parents’ murder, and exiled from her pack, Vivian barely escapes with her life. Three years later, she returns—not as the broken girl they cast aside, but as the ruthless Queen of Rogues. When she uncovers Bryan’s plan to conquer innocent packs, she seizes the chance to strike back. With vengeance in her heart and an army at her side, she’s ready to reclaim what was stolen. The exiled Luna is back—and this time, she won’t show mercy.

Ignatius Thorn felt his life slipping away as he stared at his screen, the game he had invested so much in finally booting up. Drawn into its digital depths, He sat alongside the character he had purchased that day. At first, his fantasy life seemed perfect—until disaster struck. Finding the murderer would become his priority. With his system, he would grow stronger. Mystery and adventure await Ignatius as he builds his harem, fighting for his place in this new world. One chapter a day. 1500-2000 words.

Isekai, self-insert MC, space empire, overpowered, do I need to say more? Oh right, I use Chat-GPT for this, just dump a bunch of ideas in, copy the barely coherent mess and paste it here.

Paradox: a statement or situation that seems contradictory but may actually be true. There’s a 1 in a 100,000,000 million to be gifted with what’s called a Para D. Beings who gain the abilities of paradoxs. Achilles and the tortoisedefies, grandfathers, boot strap, and Pinocchio, each paradoxes to be wielded. The universe and everything in it is in their will and this is the story of one such group.

Sachihiro Takahashi had two hobbies: Kendo and Video Games. Those were his hobbies until he meets the Goddess of Luck and Fortune, who selects him to represent her in an insane killing game. Now, he lives his life in a battle royale between the gods and their chosen warriors. He must fight and grow stronger, or get buried under another gods boot. May fortune favor the bold.

Desperation is the failure of triumph, the journey of one marked by defeat, the haunting shadow of time misused and opportunities left to decay. Has the time for desperation slipped away, or is it always near? Was my yearning a flaw, or a truth I couldn’t deny? ••• He thought death had taken him. Yet, he found himself breathing, in a place that wasn’t his. He had barely finished the first volume, but what use was it without the chance to use it? He barely knew himself or his surroundings—how could he survive in a world fated to end? Not every tale is one of victory. But does it truly matter? “.....” “.....” •••

Thrown into a world of swords and sorcery, Reed wakes up in the ruins of a battlefield, inhabiting the body of a dead boy. With no memories of his predecessor and no special knowledge beyond tropes from fantasy novels, he is forced to survive through sheer wit, instinct, and stubbornness. When a fateful encounter with a mysterious girl drags him into a conflict far beyond his understanding, Reed finds himself taken to the prestigious Royal Academy—a place where noble elites hone their magical and martial prowess while commoners struggle to carve out a place for themselves. Weak, outcast, and barely scraping by, Reed refuses to bow. If the world sees him as a stray dog, he’ll bare his fangs and bite back. But as whispers of a dark sect seeking to resurrect the Demon King grow louder, and hidden forces begin to stir, Reed realizes that his arrival in this world was no accident. He’s caught in something much bigger than himself. And this time—he might not survive. —

Do you find life monotonous? Do you feel trapped in an unchanging routine? What if you were suddenly thrown into a world of wonder and danger in equal measure? That’s exactly what happens to William. William, a tired and disillusioned office worker from the 21st century, meets an untimely end— awakens in the body of a mid-rank villain from his favorite fantasy series—a man doomed to die long before the true battle even begins. Neither a hero nor a ruler, he is a stepping stone, a disposable pawn in a game played by gods, monsters, and kings. He knows his fate: crushed beneath the boots of destiny, forgotten before the real war unfolds. But William refuses to be a footnote in someone else’s legend. Armed with knowledge of the future, he must navigate a world of treachery, power, and ancient prophecies, where one wrong move means certain death. If he plays his cards right, he might survive. If he plays them perfectly, he might rise beyond his station. As William struggles to survive, he faces a crucial choice: follow the path of destruction destined for his character, or forge a new fate and defy expectations. But in a realm ruled by magic, power, and treachery, redemption won’t come easily. With enemies lurking in the shadows and destiny working against him, will William become the villain everyone fears, or will he break the cycle and carve out his own legend? For before creation, destruction must begin. Before order can be established, chaos must reign!

Amara Smith is a vision of black excellence at the elite Braidwood High. She is the school's star cellist with nothing but a bright future ahead of her. That all changes when Vanko Chernenko, her old middle school bully, crashes back into her life. He is the hurricane that ushers in complete chaos, stripping her world bare.

[Webnovel Rising Star ll Contest] What will you do if you are the younger brother of the number one genius under the heavens? What will you do if you know whatever you do, it will barely be a breeze before the raging flood of your brother's actions? Will you envy him, will you hate him, or will you support him and become a side character of an ever changing dangerous world? This is the situation Eugene found himself at, a boy filled with envy and jealousy toward his brother but also can't help to love him with all his heart. Unfortunately, the world never gave them time to process their complex emotions as things change everyday that seek to not just kill them but destroy their very homeland. This is a world that is barely functioning due to the illusion of hope! The more ignorant you are, the more free you are but power comes with responsibility. Knowledge comes with the dangerous realization that the future is bleak and despair is around the corner. Eugene found himself born in a world that ‘Awakened’ as they called it, humans devolved from Apex Predators centuries ago and are barely cattle for the ever evolving beasts and monsters. Two things saved the humans from extinction, and it wasn't their knowledge or weaponry; they are all useless against intelligent beasts that can do better. What saved them was some benevolent beasts that took them as servants, slaves and some as cattle for rearing. The second thing that saved them was the appearance of Gateway that led to various realms in unknown dimensions that aids them to make a pact with willing beasts. They finally gained strength and power and huddled around Gateways and built Settlements. Eugene found himself in a race against time as he dived into an unknown dimension, filled with mystery and danger that might have the answers everyone desire. [Webnovel Rising Star ll Contest] Please show your support through comments and reviews!

[BOOK 1 including Volume 1 & 2 Done Guys^^] Su Chen, who is tired of following the villainous plot, where he is hunted down by the protagonist’s halo finally decided to call it quit. “Okay, this is the final time that I am repeating this damn plot.” “What? All the heroines can hear my inner voice?… “….So what? You all heroines think that I will be your Licking dog? Low-rated Villain? Same Rich scumy-second generation who buys you everything following that damn original script?” “Sorry, but you are gravely mistaken, my dear!” ……… [No NTR][No Yuri] ………. (Real villain story begins after chapter 11-13 when mc decides to become unscrupulous and follow one’s interest.) ***Winner of 2022 yearly Villain book category contest**** …….. Additional tags:(Eavesdropping) ( villain mc) (smart mc) (No beta mc) (no boot-licking mc) ( no pretending to be hidden big-shot) (yandere) (tsundere) ( harem accepting mc) ( brain-wash) (kidnapping) (mindbreak) (Stockholm syndrome) (true love) (obsession) ( regret) ( redemption?) (Strong to stronger). **Cover as well as character images are generated and edited by myself via Ai. **Add me to join invite-only author discord server^^ **English used is mostly Uk/British version.

Hunter Academy Online: A game that became famous in a span of few months. My friend told me to give it a try and play the game. He was so annoying about it that I finally decided to give it a try. It was the biggest mistake of my life. Why, you say? Because I got transmigrated into this game, that I barely started. The good news: I already know the storyline thanks to the gameplays I watched. The bad news: I was reincarnated as an extra. **************** Here is my discord link. https://discord.gg/MuVRaSuZ

She had been feared as the Queen of Witches for her unmatched power—until the day the werewolves of the Eon Realm waged war against her kingdom. Defeated, she had barely escaped with her life, only to awaken in the body of a powerless werewolf and an outcast. Trapped among her enemies, including the very werewolf who had led the attack on her kingdom. Between her vengeance and survival, she navigated the dangerous world of werewolf politics, struggled to rediscover her powers, and confronted the Alpha’s son.

She moved to withdraw from his hold but he pulled her back. ''Please don't go. Not today. I can't bare that today.'' he pleaded, his eyes filled with desperation. She paused, and the weight of the day's emotions and decisions seemed to tilt the balance between reason and impulse.

Nate never expected to wake up in a world he once played. Years ago, his colleague Aria invited him to try a strategy game where players built and expanded their kingdoms. He played, enjoyed it, and eventually moved on. But when he sees a news article about the game’s explosion in popularity, he barely gives it a second thought. He wakes up the following day in an unfamiliar room—with Aria beside him. The village outside is barely surviving. Resources are scarce, the people are wary, and the system offers only one rule: Grow or be erased. With nothing but their knowledge of the game and their wits, they must build from nothing—expanding their land, recruiting key figures, and navigating a world where NPCs now think for themselves. But they are not alone. Others like them have been thrown into this world, scattered across vast lands, each holding the same goal—conquest. Nations will rise, betrayals will unfold, and every decision is a gamble between power and survival. This is not a game anymore. This is war.

—WSA 2025 ENTRY— James awakens on a strange platform, high above a sprawling field, with no memory of how he arrived and no idea what's going on. A voice booms, issuing instructions but James barely hears. Around him, others seem to understand what’s at stake as the fighting begins. But to James, this might as well be a vivid dream. Unaware of the risks, where death is permanent, he dives into a series of deadly challenges and deadlier opponents in an attempt to gain power and piece together the mystery of this twisted game.

In the dead of winter, beneath a bleak sky, a lone child flees through a vast, snow-covered forest, chased by men whose swords gleam with deadly intent. His breath is ragged, his steps faltering, but he doesn’t dare slow down. With every crunch of snow beneath armored boots drawing closer, the child knows he’s running out of time. When a single misstep sends him tumbling to the frozen ground, all seems lost. His pursuers close in, their blades raised, ready to strike. But something stirs in the shadows of the forest, something ancient, something watching. The chase may have ended, but the story is just beginning.

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Leo Hayes was just a regular guy enjoying his favourite fanatasy smut novel when he suddenly woke up naked in a world ruled by beast women —where men are rare, treasured, and fiercely claimed. Before he can even process what's happening, a dominant and dangerously sexy Wolf Queen pins him down, ready to mark him as her mate. Armed with a pervy yet overpowered System, Leo quickly realizes that in this world, he's not just prey—he's the ultimate prize. Fierce warriors, seductive huntresses, and powerful queens will fight, lust, and submit to him....but only if he plays his card right. ******** Leo chuckled. "What's the matter? Not used to being touched like this?" Zyra bared her fangs in frustration. "Shut up, male—" Leo bit her neck. Zyra's entire body jerked violently beneath him. Her claws sank into his back, her breath coming out in harsh pants. "Ah—! You...!" Her voice shook. Leo licked the spot he had bitten. "Sensitive huh?" ******* Will he survive, dominate, and build the ultimate beast-women harem? Or will he be devoured whole —in more ways than one?

Crystal Snowheart is the Luna of the famed Snowheart Pack of Werewolves. Known to have directly descended from the Moon Goddess, the pack was known for their unique healing qualities and the only werewolves able to change their scent, almost making them invincible in a battle. She was born to unify all the packs and bring about a peaceful reign. But before she could inherit her place, her pack is killed by betrayal, leaving the Luna with no pack. Ace Hunter is the most feared Alpha. Having killed his own father as a young teenager, he became the Alpha of the ferocious Moonhunter Pack even before his wolf appeared. And now, ten years later, there is no one who can stand up to this wolf without quivering in their boots. But, he is the only one who can help Crystal get the revenge she thirsts for. So, will she be able to meet his many demands? Abstract: "You don't want my protection?" Crystal raised her chin, refusing to back down, " I want your co operation!" Ace smiled at the stubborn tilt of her chin and leaned back in his chair. "And what do I get in return?" "What do you want?" Crystal questioned archly. Ace chuckled at the haughty attitude, wondering if she would keep this up when he stated his conditions... Walking forward, he leaned down as she stared into his eyes and spoke, " I want you...my mate." Before she could accept or reject his demand, Ace closed the distance between them and took her lips in a kiss that almost scorched them both...

The year is 5244, and humanity has been on pause. Despite centuries of technological advancements, society has stagnated, glued to their phones. Knowledge, ambition, and human connection have crumbled. SOB442 a 12 year old.Is different. A self-proclaimed genius in a sea of mindless phone addicts, he feels like the last person alive who craves something more—knowledge, purpose, meaning. In a world where even his family barely looks up from their devices, SOB442’s only friend is TFR100, a friend so absorbed in tech he barely knows how to speak.But everything changes the day they stumble upon a mysterious object in TFR’s basement: a “slab” unlike anything they’ve ever seen. Made of leather and filled with strange, thin sheets—paper—it carries a title: The Adventures of Shawn and Tucker. To SOB442, it’s not just a curiosity; it’s a relic from a forgotten era, a key to uncovering humanity’s lost history. Determined to uncover the truth behind the slab, SOB442 embarks on a quest to learn what the book holds and why it was buried in a world that’s forgotten how to read. Along the way, he’ll face resistance from a society that sees no value in the past, a government that thrives on ignorance, and his own doubts about whether one kid can reignite the spark of human curiosity. In a world where everyone is online, can one boy reconnect humanity to the stories that made it human?

Max's life ended in chaos and passion, but death was only the beginning. Reborn into a cultivation world as a noble, he barely had time to grasp his new reality before scandal and betrayal led to his swift demise. Fate wasn’t finished. Awakening again as a young vampire with otherworldly beauty—snow-white hair, crimson eyes, and an aura of raw power—he finds himself enslaved and auctioned like a rare gem. Armed with memories of two lifetimes, Max is determined to seize control of his destiny in a brutal world where desire, power, and vengeance collide.

"I remember her, she was a great fuck. A smoking hot body and a virgin to boot. She didn't stop fighting me and you know how much I like it when they struggle. Who would have expected a virgin in a strip club! What a night." He smiled as he thought about her, she had refused his advances, but no one turns him down and lives. Her struggles only inflamed his passions, and he took her hard, bound and gagged, again and again in the private room of the club as she fought to get free.

Who would've guessed that someone you barely knows.. Knows more a lot to you than yourself?

*I WILL BE UPDATING THIS CONSISTENTLY WITH TWO CHAPTERS A WEEK ONCE DIMENSIONAL TRAVELS GETS TO 2O CHAPTERS* Bare with me guys. It's been a rough year, and I am just now getting back to writing.