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#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’

EXCERPT "Do you know what I love about you, Stella?" he whispered, his voice low and dangerous as his eyes darkened with desire. Before she could respond, Simon leaned closer, his breath warm against her neck. Slowly, his fangs emerged, glinting in the dim light. His fingers traced a path along her skin, slipping beneath the fabric of her shirt, sending a shiver through her. "Those pure, innocent doe eyes of yours," he murmured, his voice almost tender, "the way they plead with me, like you think you can stop me." Panic flared in her chest, and she pressed against his firm body, trying to push him away. "Sir, please... I am married. This is wrong—it’s a sin to go after a married woman." His response was a low, rumbling chuckle that sent chills down her spine. It wasn’t just the sound of it; it was the darkness behind it. The amusement in his laughter terrified her. "And I am a sinner, my little fish," he replied, his voice dripping with menace as his eyes flashed with hunger, before sinking his fangs in her neck.

Oliver and Mia suddenly find themselves in a magical world where everything is different and filled with wonders. Surrounded by brave adventurers and strange new races, they meet new friends and unexpected foes. As they travel through majestic cities, enchanted forests, and mysterious lands, each day brings new discoveries and dangers. With magic in the air and adventure around every corner, they can’t help but wonder—will they ever find their way back home? **** For More Chapters subscribe on SubscribeStar. https://subscribestar.adult/midnight_tales Character Arts are available in Discord. https://discord.gg/sr76gN4mJV **** Smut - Milf - Taboo - Incest - BDSM - Character Growth - Exhibitionism - Yuri - Netorase - Netori - Nudity - Older Love Interests - Outdoor Intercourse - Sex Friends - Threesome - Foursome - Fivesome - Unconditional Love - Voyeurism - Double Penetration.

Kane staggered through the smoldering ruins of his kingdom, his vision swimming with blood and sweat. Every muscle screamed in protest, every step faltered, but the pain was a distant echo compared to the void in his chest. The imperial prince had razed it all—the palace, the people, everything Kane had ever known. His father’s stern voice, his mother’s gentle touch, the warriors who had once sworn to protect them—all silenced, their dying cries still ringing in his ears. But there was one person he couldn’t let go of. “Julia…” His voice rasped, barely audible over the crackling flames. His heart thudded unevenly as he lurched across the battlefield, the air thick with the stench of death. His sister had been his beacon in this crumbling world, the only one who saw strength in him despite his failings. He clung to a fragile hope that she might still be alive. That hope shattered when he found her. By the lake’s edge, where the water mirrored the flickering flames, Julia lay motionless on the cold earth. Kane’s breath caught, his legs giving out as he dropped to his knees beside her. Her golden hair, once radiant, was tangled with dirt and blood. Her pale skin was marred with bruises, her body exposed—stripped of the dignity she’d carried so effortlessly in life. The imperial prince hadn’t just taken her life; he’d handed her to his soldiers like a trophy, a final cruelty that twisted Kane’s grief into rage. “No… no…” His voice cracked, tears spilling down his ash-streaked face. With trembling hands, he tore off his own tattered shirt—the last remnant of the prince he’d once been. It wasn’t much, but he couldn’t leave her like this. Gently, he draped the fabric over her fragile form, shielding her from the world that had betrayed her. His fingers lingered on the cloth, as if he could somehow give her back the peace she deserved. “I’m sorry, Julia,” he whispered, his throat tight with sobs. “I wasn’t strong enough to protect you…” Guilt gnawed at him, sharper than the wounds seeping through his torn clothes. He had failed her, failed them all—his family, his kingdom, himself. What was left for him now? Ignoring the fire in his limbs, Kane clawed at the dirt with his bare hands, digging a shallow grave. Each handful of earth sent jolts of pain through his battered body, but he welcomed it. She deserved more than this—a proper burial, a monument—but this was all he could offer. As he laid her inside and covered her with soil, his vision blurred, his strength fading. His injuries were too deep, the vial of salve in his pocket too meager to save him. It could dull the pain, perhaps, but he didn’t want that. He didn’t deserve it. When the grave was finished, Kane collapsed beside it, his chest heaving with shallow breaths. Death hovered close, and he was ready to let it take him. Then, a glint of gold caught his eye. Something plumm

Lin Yuan, portant la "Porte des Myriades de Mondes", s'est transmigré dans le Grand Univers de la Mer Étoilée. Ici, les plus puissants pouvaient anéantir des systèmes stellaires d'un simple geste et traverser des millions d'années-lumière en un instant. En tant que simple mortel, Lin Yuan ne pouvait compter que sur la "Porte des Myriades de Mondes" et son talent inné, "Compréhension Contre-le-Ciel", pour voyager à travers d'innombrables mondes, se renforçant silencieusement. 【Votre Compréhension Contre-le-Ciel vous permet de cultiver la Bible de Transformation des Muscles et des Tendons, comprenant la 'Technique Divine de Température du Sang et des Muscles-Tendons'} 【Votre compréhension est Contre-le-Ciel, en étendant votre compréhension au Tonnerre dans la Main, aboutit à la maîtrise de la 'Technique d'Ouverture de la Création du Tonnerre'} 【Votre compréhension est Contre-le-Ciel, alors que vous observez la naissance et la mort des mondes, mène à l'intuition de 'Monde dans la Main'} 【Votre compréhension est Contre-le-Ciel, en étudiant l'art des incarnations externes, culminant dans la 'Grande Technique de l'Auto-Transformation'} ...... Dans ses voyages sans fin, Lin Yuan ne cessait de se renforcer, jusqu'à ce qu'il soit inégalé à travers tous les mondes.

The inhabitants of Valriius summoned a group of students to fight back against an impending invasion. Heroes were chosen, destinies shaped. But Oxyquin was never meant to be there. A genius, popular, and well-rounded, sure—but in the grand design of fate, he was just another extra.Just a cog in the machine of the world. Until fate—or rather, a glitch in reality—decided otherwise. One moment, he was about to confess to the girl he liked. The next, he was swallowed by a cosmic accident, dragged into a world of summoned heroes, legendary powers, and an unforgiving hierarchy of strength. Unlike the chosen, Oxy wasn’t supposed to be transmigrated. He was a mistake. A mistake given the most forgettable ability: Power (C-class). A small enhancement. Nothing more. While others gained divine weapons, psychic powers, and legendary summons, he was barely acknowledged. Not mocked. Not ridiculed. Just ignored. From an extra to the extra of extras… until the day everything changed. A training accident. A fall off a cliff. An ancient dragon’s cave. He entered the cave as an Extra. He exited as the Dragon Spawn. With a new identity, better understanding of his power, and a dangerously playful streak, Oxy is ready to shake the world. The transmigrators think he’s some legendary warrior, the Hero fears him, and the forces of Valriius don’t know whether to worship or eliminate him. One thing’s for sure—Oxy is going to enjoy every second of this. Mc personality: Trolling. Master troller. Disclaimer: MC is a genius, but he won’t use his smarts in fights. Rather he prefers to muscle through, and save his few brain cells for trolling and pranks.

From a green young girl to a wealthy young wife, he loved her and doted on her to the point of making others go green with envy! Mr. Bo: Learning karate to protect you! Running marathons to accompany you shopping! Standing at attention for when I mess up in the future, no matter how you scold or hit me, I can only obediently stand! Undergoing physical training to provide all-round services! Training my abdominal muscles because I want to carry you for a lifetime, shielding you from the wind and rain! And learning more cooking skills to accompany you as you taste all the delicacies of the world... Li Qiyu, I love you. Make good use of your privileges! *Check out my other two books "Rejecting the Wealthy Marriage: The Young Madam's 99 Escapes" and "The Arrogant CEO: Hello!"*

Lu Lingche, heir to a prestigious family, is known for his handsome, aloof, cold, and obstinate demeanor, showing disdain for all women. Qiao Yin silently loved him for five years, sacrificing everything with the belief that she could warm his icy heart. However, just three months into their marriage, he planned to abandon her for another woman. What did he mean by holding disdain for all women? It seemed that he was only holding disdain for her! Despite her broken heart, Qiao Yin embarked on a new life that led to a spectacular career, making her a top leader in her industry. When she encountered Lu Lingche again, his shock was palpable: "The competitor who cost me so much is you?" Responding with a gentle smile, Qiao Yin greeted him: "President Lu, nice to see you." While Lu Lingche remained well-dressed, cold, and rational during the day, in the quiet of the night, he lost control, embracing her tightly and pleading, "What do you want? I will give you anything. Don't leave me." "President Lu, I already have a fiancé." "He's now tied up on the rooftop. You have two choices. He dies and you marry me. Or he lives and I die?" Perplexed, Qiao Yin questioned, "Weren't you the one who wanted the divorce? Where is your so-called heart's desire?" "You have been my heart's desire all this time!"

Dear tired Reader, it is an honor that you have chosen this book amidst the heavy, gloomy aisles of the Library. It is with some regret, however, that I must inform you this book is ill. Your fingers should be able to feel the raised Proliferation of tissues on the surface of the Skin of the book, The words written in days of old are like Parasites taking root in the pages, longing for someone to observe their writhing, To sense, to decipher, and to touch the very essence of this sick story. If you insist on borrowing this book, please be sure to regularly check your own physical condition. Keep in mind.

On their third wedding anniversary, Hope excitedly told Waylon about her pregnancy, only to receive a 1 billion yuan check, an order to abort the child, and divorce papers in return. To protect her child, she fled. Five years later, she returned with her adorable twins and had become a revered miracle doctor in the medical field, with countless admirers. He regretted it. Hope coldly watched as Waylon, the CEO, apologized publicly on a live stream, "Weren't you the one who wanted a divorce and didn't want the child?" He humbly begged, "Hope, I want to remarry and have the child." "In your dreams." "Hope, the kids need a father." The adorable twins stood with their hands on their hips in unison, "We don't need a daddy who bullies mommy." Waylon, who had even his bedding and luggage thrown out of the room, didn't dare lose his temper, "Take a good look and see who's really bullying whom!"

Four years. That’s how long he took to transform from being a penniless young man to becoming the heir of a mysterious conglomerate. His return was a glorious event! Four years. That was the time she took to fall from being a rich heiress to an insignificant script writer in the entertainment industry. And she could even end up in jail! “Evelyn Sherman, if only you had loved me a little more than money then, you wouldn’t have to beg me now.” The man jeers coldly. Evelyn Sherman smiles cunningly. She pushes a little bun into his arms. The little bun hugs him and even gives him a big kiss, “President, do you want to buy my mommy? She can pretend to be a teenager or act like a queen. She can do both young, refreshing roles and the hard core stuff equally well. She’s a professional genius at giving birth. You can bring her home for US$10 million!” Chester Yale stares at the little face that looks exactly like his in a shock. He clenches his teeth and said, “Deal! I will add on another $10 million to buy you too!” In the next second, a little princess pokes her head out from behind the door, “Daddy, you’ll need another $10 million for me.”

"My pants are already off. Stopping now would be a bit redundant, don't you think?" Everyone knew the cool, aristocratic Chairman Li was sick, but only Rong Yan knew the man was problematic and sick in the head. That day, she was accosted at the bedroom entrance. Long arms held her against her will as the man leaned into her ear and whispered, "Marry me." Rong Yan struggled to no avail. Frustrated, she said, "I have a boyfriend of five years." "You mean my son is your boyfriend?" For her baby boy, she was willing to secretly marry this billionaire chairman. From then on, he held the knife for her kills, and poured the gasoline as she set fires. Everyone knew the chairman was possessive and paranoid—and Rong Yan was his bottom line. The five-year-old Li Duidui was at a loss. When Daddy and Mommy fought, was he supposed to help clear up the misunderstanding or close the door on them...

Ms. Scott used to have a terrible reputation, and nobody wanted to marry her. She had no choice but to find herself a temporary husband. They agreed this was only an act, but why did this man follow her around all day long? "Honey, it's too cold tonight. I want to hold you while we sleep..." After getting married, Ms. Scott was no longer bullied. In fact, the tables had turned. Those who bullied her had no choice but to apologize to her for what they did in the past. Just as she sighed in relief and was prepared to get a divorce, he pulled her into his arms. "Honey, who else bullied you in the past? I'll deal with them. You can do whatever you want. I'll always support you. Don't worry. "Hmm. I guess the divorce isn't going to work out. There was also a child who wrapped his arms around her legs and called her Mommy. Could anybody tell her when she gave birth to a child?

Power was a game, and Isabella Ashworth never lost. Control, wealth, and debts that always came due—her world thrived on them. But every empire had cracks. "I don't share my possessions, Mr. Campbell. Your wife stole from me, and now I want something back. You should know I always collect what I'm owed." When Liam Campbell's wife vanishes after stealing from Isabella, he’s left behind as collateral. Everyone thinks they know the score: a young man trapped in a rich woman's grasp, just another plaything in her world of luxury and power. But Liam isn’t built to be owned. Behind his perfect face lies a ruthless mind—a man who clawed his way up from nothing and never learned how to kneel. Now, with enemies circling and Isabella refusing to let go, one thing is clear— He's not just playing her game. He's about to rewrite the rules. And in this war of power and desire, losing isn’t an option. But who's really taming who? ||||||||||||||| *My first book and my entry into WSA! Please support me with your votes

Academy novels. If you take notice, most of them are about nameless characters, professors, and villains. And another aspect is that there is only one academy or that same academy is declared the strongest. However, Aestrea, a successful award-winning actor, actually gets transmigrated into one of those novels. Instead, he finds himself transmigrated into the body of the most powerful student at the Weakest Academy. Just at the time of the academy's competition... –––––––––––– Discord: https://discord.gg/dp865x8BfZ - Tags: Anti-Hero MC | Nonchalant MC | Gore | Virgins | Harem | Yandere | Milf | No-Sex Toys | No-Futanari | No-Yuri | No-Netorare | Kinky Heroines | Obsessed Heroines | Misunderstandings | Smart MC | Bipolar MC | Strength-based Social Hierarchy | Strong Love Interests | Teacher & Student Relationship | Sugar Mommies | Reincarnation | Devoted Love Interests | Cold Love Interest | Spirits | Sword & Magic | Strong Wealthy Characters | Special Abilities | Slice Of Life

“Shhhh, don’t make a sound, baby.” Her mother’s voice trembled as she knelt before her. Her eyes help an emotion that Clara didn’t quite understand. All she knew was that she needed to listen to mommy. “You need to be very silent baby” Her hand caressed her shoulders; somehow it felt like she was trying to soothe herself and not the little girl. “You’re going to go straight and follow the path daddy showed you,” her mother met her eyes now looking very serious.” Don’t let anyone see you, nobody can see you.” Her face had herded now showing ow imperative it was that she should not be seen. “You can do this for Mommy, right?” The mother was now on the brink of tears. The little girl nodded her head, her big eyes still holding a hint of confusion. She would do as Mommy asked, even if she didn’t know why. Suddenl,y a pair of strong hands lifted her up, her father’s hand, he gave her a tight hug before pushing her into the vent. The last thing she saw was her mother’s trembling smile as mettle began to flow from her mother’s hand and sealed the ventilation shaft permanently. The couple shared a glance before rushing away at inhuman speed. Clara lingered before following the instructions of her mother. That was the last she saw of her parents. She always blames herself for what happened. If only she was strong enough. So she chose to follow her mother’s word She would be silent at least until she was strong, strong enough to avenge them. Till then, she’ll be silent, watching, plotting for the demise of her enemies.  

You’d think seeing the future would give me a head start on surviving the apocalypse. I had it all planned—until everything I knew shattered when my husband sacrificed himself to save me and our son. Now it’s just me, my three-year-old son Leo, and my cursed gift of foresight that only seems to kick in when it’s nearly too late. I’m doing my best to keep us safe, to find food, to make some kind of plan— “Mommy?” I glance down, trying to ignore the tug on my pant leg as I focus on our supplies. “Not now, Leo. Mommy’s thinking.” “Mommy!” I sigh and finally look down. My three-year-old is standing there, clutching… I blink. “Leo, where did you get a knife?” He shrugs, grinning like it’s the most natural thing in the world. My heart stutters. “No, really. Where did you find that?” I try not to laugh. I mean, he’s three. Maybe he just—found it somewhere? But the next day, it’s a water bottle. Then, a tiny flashlight, somehow with batteries still inside. I don’t even know what else; he’s pulling things out one by one with the pleased grin of a kid who’s just figured out his favorite game. Well, we may just survive this mess after all. Now, if only the universe could have spared me from him. I don’t even know his name, but I know his type: tall, broad, and annoyingly handsome, with an air of calm control that’s out of place in this chaos. Ex-military, if I had to guess, with a voice that’s just as infuriating as his smirk. The man has a habit of showing up at the worst—or best—possible times, with a gun at the ready and secrets buried as deep as those bright green eyes. I mean, he’s probably useful, but I’m trying to keep my eyes on the prize here: survival. For Leo and me. Because, foresight or no foresight, nothing is guaranteed in this new world—except the fact that people like him are trouble.

As the overweight daughter of the Sutton family, Kelsie is an eyesore to everyone. Her father can't wait to get rid of her, his wife and their daughter daughter too. The man she's supposed to marry can't stand her and looks for ways to end their engagement, all to no avail. But on the day she's to get married, she finds out she's pregnant. Her fiancé finally uses the opportunity to break off his engagement to her and her father sends her packing to her aunt in another city never to return after she refuses to remove the baby like he asked her to. Seven years later, she returns to the city to claim her position as the heiress of her mother's fortune, which her father and his wife and daughter has been living off of all these years. But not as the overweight duckling everyone expected, but as a stunning, glamorous woman. Behind her are three children: a daughter who looks exactly like her, a handsome son, and another handsome son who looks too much like the most powerful man in the city. Unexpectedly, the dimwit, her fiancé who broke off their engagement comes begging for them to get married like they were supposed to. "So what if you're stunning now and lost all that weight? Everyone knows you used to be an ugly duckling. Who knows the underhanded ways you resorted to to lose weight. Forget our past and marry me again." The woman looked at him and snickered. "Aren't you the heir of the Baker family? Why would you marry a fatso like me?" The man huffed and said arrogantly. "Hmph! Do whatever you want. But I assure you that no one in Silicon Valley will want to marry a woman saddled with bastard children!" The triplets came up on his face and snorted in disdain. "Who's this? Where is daddy when a man like this harasses mommy?” “I told you he wasn’t worth her. Hurry up and call him quickly.” The man who was in the middle of a conference call ended it as soon as he heard the news and went straight to where she was. “Are you hitting on my wife? Bastards? Are you calling the beloved children of Jett Adler bastards?” “Eh-what? Jett Adler? The most powerful man in the city? How is that even possible!”

He took one last look at her, bent back close to her ear, and whispered. "Keep the shirt; it looks good on you. "Then pulled away and left without looking back. He was the stranger who had saved her last night after she almost got raped. Revena is a simple, sweet girl who has never given her heart to any man until she meets a handsome, tall stranger who shows interest in her. Late-night calls, dinner dates and more start to happen ...everything seems to be going well until she sees something she shouldn't have. This secret breaks them apart shattering her world and exposing her to a dangerous world. Will Revena accept him or keep running away from him?

Six years ago, she signed the ten-month agreement with all her sorrows, and as agreed, she received the down payment. But when the agreed time came, the buyer did not show up to claim the 'treasure'. What was going on? Six years later, her precious son surprisingly told her, "Mommy, people might wear the same clothes or drive the same car, but I met someone today who actually has the same face as me! Can you believe it?" "Don't talk nonsense, how could someone look exactly like you?" Her son, dissatisfied, pulled his friend out. "Don't you believe me? Just take a look!" Lin Xiangwan took a glance, then, thud, she fainted, collapsing onto the ground. Who on earth... is this...?

Van and his friend Magus had reincarnated in another world with magic. Tasked to kill the demon lord, they set forth. Van was granted very rough skills that made life for him in that world a living hell, yet he muscled through. Magus however, was bestowed with unfair skills. Due to some of said skills, he gained a harem, which in time, included the girlfriend Van made in the world. After beating the Demon Lord, and after finding out his girlfriend had been stolen from him, he got very upset and so he went to propose to... The Demon Lord...!?

Lin Chuyi, after meticulously selecting for three years, chose a high-quality boyfriend, only to be cheated on a month into the relationship. She decisively broke up with him and immediately took the place of the Ye Family's daughter, marrying the heir of a wealthy family, Sheng Tingyuan. She planned to leave gracefully when the Ye Family's real daughter returned. Sheng Tingyuan blocked her path, "You lied to me and now you want to run away?" Lin Chuyi, "Don't you hate it the most when people lie to you? Should I not run and wait for you to deal with me?" Sheng Tingyuan pressed her into a corner, "You're not 'other people,' wife."

Oliver was a shy boy who always got nervous whenever he interacted with girls, which is why he had no girlfriend throughout high school. However, all that changes when his parents decide to help boost his confidence so that he doesn't have any problems interacting with people of the opposite gender in the future. But how do they do that? **** For More Chapters subscribe on SubscribeStar. https://subscribestar.adult/midnight_tales Character Arts are available in Discord. https://discord.gg/sr76gN4mJV **** Smut - Milf - Taboo - Incest - BDSM - Character Growth - Doting Parents - Exhibitionism - Familial Love - Yuri - Netorase - Netori - Nudity - Older Love Interests - Outdoor Intercourse - Sex Friends - Threesome - Foursome - Fivesome - Unconditional Love - Voyeurism - Double Penetration.

The proposal was expected, but Kaylis Woods' reaction was not. With a wedding at stake, Kay makes a deal with her mom: Kay goes to past life regression therapy to get at the bottom of her issues and Mommy Weirdest will stay out of wedding planning. Horrific and dark visions revealed during therapy hit Kay to the core. What follows is an exploration of the human spirit in times of darkness, love, and laughter.

Elliot Kane came to college to disappear—haunted by a past he can’t escape, he buries his scars in sketches of oceans he’s never seen, a scholarship kid with a secret too heavy to bear. Bryce Callahan rules the college with a fist and a smirk—six feet of muscle and menace, a senior athlete who bows to no one, least of all the quiet freshman in his space. In Room 314, their worlds clash in a storm of silence and shouts, every glance a fight neither wants to lose. Elliot’s walls are forged from a childhood wrecked by the crash that took his parents. Bryce’s bravado hides a restlessness ignited by those fleeting, ocean-blue eyes that evade him. When a sketch of twisted metal in crashing waves slips out, Elliot’s shadows threaten to spill, and Bryce teeters: push away or pull closer? In a space too tight for secrets, every stolen glance unravels them. Will Elliot’s silence drown him, or will Bryce’s storm shatter their defenses? A tale of hidden truths, reluctant bonds, and tides that bind—or break.

Evelyn was certain she had met her end. The last thing she saw was a towering mutant lunging at her, its grotesque form a result of the very catastrophe that had wiped out most of humanity. But instead of death, she opened her eyes to a time when Earth was still livable—three months before the NASA satellite crash that had killed half the population and the nuclear plant collapse that had turned those who live near them into mindless mutants. This time, she refuses to be a helpless survivor. She will fight, prepare, and save those she lost in her past life. But unlike the reborn protagonists of novels, she has no hidden wealth, no space filled with supplies—just her knowledge of the future and a determination to survive. As she scavenges for essentials, she stumbles upon an unexpected burden—a small child who clings to her, calling her Mommy. Alone and vulnerable, the little girl would never survive the horrors to come. Against her better judgment, Evelyn takes her in. But protecting herself was hard enough. Can she shield an innocent child from the apocalypse while rewriting the fate of the world?

It’s 2100, and Vincent Carter – Ying – is a twenty-year-old virgin with a penchant for profanity, he has but three guiding principles: “In a world where honour and valour seem like unaffordable luxuries, cowardice remains the pragmatist’s ultimate virtue. Spinelessness isn’t shameful, it’s simply self-preservative romance.” “Doubt is unironically the cheapest superpower a person can have, after all if it’s human, it’s probably plotting something. And if it’s plotting something, it’s probably hiding something. And if it’s hiding something… well, you get the idea. So question everything, one sceptical step at a time.” And lastly, “Muscle heads – because who needs brains when you can just flex your way through life? Couldn’t be me, I’ll tell you that much.” Armed with nothing but these… questionable (?) values, as well as experiences shaped by a hellish life in the slums, Ying dives headfirst into the latest VR sensation – Cultivation Climax, a world brimming with great magic, ancient mysteries, and blood-curdling conspiracies just waiting to be unravelled. However, because Ying’s life is just that kind of special, he is greeted with a rather ‘lovely’ surprise upon opening his eyes to the new world… Ding! [Your misfortune is truly astounding!] [You have awakened the absolute WORST talent for Cultivation!] ‘…’ “…W-what?!” Yes, what indeed. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/633482/fictions. I'm the author.

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] _________ [Talent: Future Seer] The path to immortality is always a cruel one to tread. In a world where the Wizard reigns supreme and spells are everything. Watch Aur’s journey as he walks down the path of immortality, albeit not in a conventional manner. Muscles! With the muscle system in hand, he forges a path for himself, slaughtering all his enemies with a punch. But in this world filled with schemes, can he reach the pinnacle or will he perish falling into the spiral of schemes? …… [Scene from the Novel] "Aren't you supposed to be an ordinary wizard? How are you so strong?" The man muttered as the very earth crumbled, and the mountains behind him split with the sheer pressure of the giant fist descending on him. There was no surprise the man was crushed into meat paste. Aur looked at the distant sun. "Throughout Heaven and Earth, I have the strongest muscle," Aur shouted as countless shadows appeared in the corner of his vision. “You are going to die today,” The tone was cold and unforgiving, with countless figures appearing one by one. “You cannot re-establish the Laws of this universe again.” Join my Discord(new): https://discord.gg/jKNMtAHfet ----------- A super gift for 5 bonus chapters. ––––– #no ntr #no yuri #no bl

Being a person that had always used his muscles in place of his brain, Zanac has always resorted to solving his problems and escaping reality with pure strength. Since he was born stronger than those around him, he was able to get away with it most of the time too. Some guy causing trouble on the street? Punch em. Got jumped by a gang trying to take revenge on him? Punch em. Land lord is here to collect the rent he hasn't paid in months? Punch em. Though hes been arrested by police a few times, hes never been to jail before. Being a man who sticks to his morals and muscles, he had never once done anything to hurt the innocent. Anything that he didn't like in his like, he would solve it with pure strength. He strength was both his pride and his life. However, one day he was confronted with trouble which even his muscles weren't able to overcome. Ultimately this had taken his life. Before he knew it, he woke up in some strange forest and had a body of...A MONSTER?!?! Author note: Ay. I decided to write this novel on a whim after seeing the writing formula contest. I don't have much planned... but I'll make it up as I go haha.

Humanity’s immortal path has been severed. Absorbing spiritual energy directly was no longer an option. While humans despaired, ghosts thrived. With their connection to the other side, they grew stronger by the day, turning humans into nothing more than prey and livestock. But to every rule, there is an exception. "That’s why, my son, if you ever see the man with the straw hat… run as fast as you can." — Mamma Ghost. "But Mommy… aren’t humans weak? Aren’t they just our food?" — Ghost Boy. Mamma Ghost sighed, looking at her fatherless son with pity. "Ah, child… your father thought the same." Feng Fan never wanted this life. He never asked for this mission. But fate had other plans. Witness his journey as he ascends to immortality and restores humanity’s lost Dao. “In this universe, there is no ghost I can’t seal!” #tsundere #transmigration #r18 #no-harem #horror — https://discord.gg/mXJ9HnWKHB If you want to message me, feel free to ping me on Discord.