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When Lu Huang woke up as Lidia—the villainess of a cringe-worthy romance novel—she was determined not to let the story play out like the dumpster fire it was written to be. Nope. Dying at the hands of the Alpha King after being falsely accused, publicly humiliated, and manipulated into madness? Yeah, that’s not on her to-do list. Armed with a sharp tongue that could flay egos, the street smarts of a broke college grad, and the petty audacity of someone with nothing left to lose, Lidia decides she was ripping up the script. Holier-than-thou saintesses? Screw ’em. Self-righteous alphas? They can eat dirt. If this world insists on casting her as the villain, she’s going to own it—on her terms. One chaotic scheme at a time, Lidia’s ready to rewrite her fate—and if she has to break a few rules (and maybe some noses) to do it, so be it. Villainesses don’t play nice, and Lidia is just getting started.

Scorched under the glare of dual suns, a planet turns to desert. Seas boil, leaving oases as the main point of contention in a world mired in violence and suffering. Lying on the desert floor, Raze opens his eyes. The stench of blood fills his nose as he fails to stumble to his feet.

Character Settings: Female Lead (Shen Zhaoyan) – 23, lawyer, former law school beauty queen, university classmate of Song Yiheng. She has long, cool brown wavy hair, sharp and defined facial features, slightly upturned eyes, a delicate and straight nose, an elegant oval face, and M-shaped lips. She has a slender figure (165 cm, 100 lbs) and dresses in a sleek and professional style. She is cold, rational, and composed. Second Female Lead (Yang Xiaoning) – 23, a professional basketball player for the national women’s team, the person Shen Zhaoyan falls for at first sight. She has short, stylish black hair, slightly drooping eyes, sharp-angled eyebrows, a prominent aquiline nose, and a diamond-shaped face that enhances her striking features. Her lips naturally curve downward, giving her a cool and serious demeanor. She has an athletic build (183 cm, 134 lbs) and usually dresses in a casual, sporty style. She is calm, steady, and reserved. Male Lead (Song Yiheng) – 23, notorious playboy, former university heartthrob, and Shen Zhaoyan’s classmate. He has a 3:7 parted wavy hairstyle, alluring peach blossom eyes, and a distinctive tear mole at the corner of his right eye. His nose is refined and upturned, with a sharply defined jawline. He has a fit physique with visible abs due to regular workouts. His lips curve naturally into a playful smile. His style is luxurious and fashionable, reflecting his carefree and flirtatious nature. (185 cm, 140 lbs) Second Male Lead (Bai Muli) – 25, Shen Zhaoyan’s childhood friend and senior at their university. He has a clean and slightly tousled 4:6 parted hairstyle, gentle puppy-like eyes, a teardrop-shaped nose, and well-proportioned facial features. His face is rounder compared to the others, giving him a softer look. His lips are naturally petal-shaped. Though he appears lean in clothing, he has a well-toned physique from working out with Song Yiheng. His dressing style is fresh and artistic. He is gentle, caring, and dependable. (181 cm, 136 lbs)

Alexis an outcast, a “Hunted” yet able to hide under their noses, desiring to live at every cost. Even if it meant pretending to be a man. But she was also once one of the moon goddess’s three pillars. She was in charge of assigning mates, but her curiosity into what it would feel like to have a mate, to fall in love was considered a breach of rules. The goddess’s three pillars do not fall in love! It was forbidden. So she was sentenced, removed and reduced to the status of a mere werewolf. Her memories were wiped and she no longer knew what she once was, not even after her rebirth. In a world of werewolves where shifting was a must, what would happen to her? A girl who never shifted? Never manifested. What would she do now, suddenly having found herself struck with a heat cycle—something she had never once experienced. She was abnormal, never manifested, yet, there she stood in the middle of hundreds of guests drowning in her sudden heat that one way or the other drew his attention. Keelion Fane. The one who should have never known. He is the leader of the pack, but he is feared—said to be cold-hearted and cruel. He is an alpha who hasn’t found his mate for so long that he had no choice but to find a substitute. But Alexis was stuck. With nowhere to run, in his grasp. She…was doomed.

Penny has three brothers: one is a billionaire CEO, the second is the youngest military lieutenant, and the last is a successful actor. These three successful men had only one common ground: bullying Penny, their sore-eye of a little sister. The sister they never wished to have, and the one who claimed to be their real sister, while the sister they treasured all this time was a fake. After living a life of maltreatment in her aunt's home, some people of high standing came to Penny with news of her real parentage. She thought she was finally saved from her aunt’s clutches, unaware that what awaited her was worse. At 13, Penny only wished for one thing: for her brothers to love her and treat her like family, just as much as they loved their fake sister. She worked and studied ten times harder than anybody else just to be accepted by them. In her desperation, she foolishly fell into a trap set by a malicious person, not knowing her actions would result in the downfall of her brothers and her ending up in jail with a death sentence. On her execution day, Penny had only one thought in mind: If she ever got to go back in time, her brothers could pamper their fake sister for all she cared! She wanted nothing to do with them! And much to her surprise, Penny found herself back on the day it all began: the day she was born. As promised, this time, she wouldn’t foolishly try to earn her brothers' love and affection. Never mind family! She’d just make a lot of money, live in luxury, and make a family of her own! But wait, why is it now that she didn’t want anything to do with her brothers, they kept poking their noses into her business? Weren’t they supposed to pamper their fake sister? Why won’t they leave her alone?! And how on earth was she married in this lifetime? To make matters worse, this husband she never had in her first life was suddenly volunteering to be the father of her children?!

Castle - 20 Bonus Chapters!!! [Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ***** Hugo Fernandez, a short, skinny virgin with zero charm, was a young man with grand dreams. He had just started college and was brimming with hope for a bright future, but a rather unfortunate food poisoning 'incident' soon turned his life from bad to worse. He experienced a social death! Out of the blue, a mysterious girl’s voice echoed in his head: [Ding! Fate has aligned, and your woeful destiny with women has reached the heavens! You have been granted the Ultimate Harem System!!!] Hugo’s listless eyes widened. Had he finally received his own cheat code? Was it time for him to ascend to the heavens in a single leap and start attracting women left and right? The mysterious voice spoke again: [Ding! Initialising Death mission... Seduce a 7+ woman within one month or die!] Hugo blinked, his jaw dropping. "Wait, what? Seduce a 7+ woman or die? What kind of medieval torture is this? I can’t even seduce my reflection!" After taking a minute to calm down, he realised it wasn't as bad as he thought. "In the worst case, I can burrow some money and get a pro-" [No pay pigging] Hugo realised he was soon going to experience a real death! This system was out for his blood! [Tick tock, Romeo. Time’s wasting…] "I'm gonna die!" Join Hugo on a captivating, deadly journey filled with debauchery, womanising, and thrilling level-ups as he rises above all and becomes a Supreme Casanova! If he doesn’t die first, that is… [A/N: Inspired by MPUAS.] [Warning: R18 content doesn't immediately begin. MC takes time to develop himself to a stage where he can get the beauties. But expect a good dose of comedy.]

Su Jie, capable of traveling between Blue Star and the Cultivation World, discovered that cultivation was just too difficult. Spirit Pills, Magic Artifacts, Pocket Worlds, and inherent comprehension—each was a mountain on the long road to immortality. Not until Su Jie found out that Demon Cultivators refined corpses by killing, extracted souls to cultivate fiends, and used fear as sustenance for their cultivation. Need souls to consecrate a Soul Summoning Banner? Get to know the pig farms that slaughter millions of pigs a year. Need human fear to cultivate fierce ghosts? Stock up on ghost houses, horror films, and horror games... Need fresh blood for Demon Techniques? Across the ocean, America is the world's largest grey market blood transfusion station... ...... Years later. "You devil, how many people have you killed? And you still have the face to call yourself a good person? Pah, today I shall act on behalf of heaven to mete out justice." The Tianyuan World's most beautiful person's eyebrows were furrowed with rage, as she stared at the terrifying Devil before her, enveloped in wronged souls, with thousands of ghosts parading on his Soul Banner, seated in a palace made of bones, she posed her soulful question. The Devil slowly stood up and pulled out a business card that read "Hua Country's Philanthropist of the Year / Founder of the World's Largest Chain of Ghost Houses / Owner of Blue Star's Largest Livestock Slaughter Business / Emerging Tycoon of the Entertainment Industry." "You see, I'm really not a devil, okay? Nowadays, who still uses such a lowly method as killing people to cultivate as a devil!"

Overnight, young Ye Zhen suddenly discovered he had acquired a strange new ability! The meaningless cries of animals and insects in the mountains entering his ears began to sound quite different. "Quick, brother," squeaked the mouse brothers, "the treasure in the back hill that can make us grow dozens of times in size is about to drop, let's go!" A swarm of mosquitoes buzzed, "Those two guys are here again, brothers, let's get them and have a feast!" A Cloud Winged Young Tiger faced Ye Zhen and let out one fearsome roar after another, "Mommy's not home, don't come any closer, come any closer and I'll eat you!" Everything changed because of this!

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet: "I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf." "You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles." "But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.' Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

This marks my debut novel, delving into the intertwining love story between an elite family scion and a commoner's daughter. It portrays the journey from acquaintance to affection, culminating in marriage, only to be tested by the intrusion of a third party, leading to an inevitable separation and the arduous pursuit of reconciliation by the scion. The male lead is a strikingly handsome man, born into wealth with a lineage of affluent forebears. Conversely, his mother toils in a lowly job, viewed unfavorably by society. His wife hails from a humble background, subjected to relentless schemes by her mother-in-law, nearly driven from her home. Despite facing countless obstacles, the love between the male and female leads endures. Their romance unfolds amidst trials and tribulations, ultimately transcending hardship and enduring across lifetimes.

Xavier Grey is your below average snot nosed nerdy kid with a not so subtle secret, he's absolutely obsessed with Time powers. And i mean read about em and dream about em type obsessed. So you can only imagine how ecstatic he is when the Goddess of Death asks him on his deathbed to pick from a skill tree and *Time Manipulation* pops up! But what?! Its only an E-rank skill?? Doesn't matter, i'll make this the most busted skill in the whole world! [Username: "Xavier Grey."] [Divine Art: "Whisper in the Wind."] [Class: "Demon-kin."] .... {"Welcome User, to Afterlife Forever."}

#HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [WARNING] ****** /THIS NOVEL CONTAINS TOO MUCH EXPLICT SEXUAL CONTENT, CURSE LANGUAGE **** * ** ******* * **** AUDIENCE DISCRETION IS ADVISED "Willa. Man, that girl. Picture perfect. Like, the kind of perfect that made my teenage hormones throw a full-blown rave every time she walked by. My nightly 'Willa fantasies' were legendary, let's just say. Pure, unadulterated, mind-melting… yeah, you get the picture. So, picture this: me, late for class, scrambling through the hallway like a greased pig. BAM! I slam into someone. Willa. And, oh boy, did I get a show. Turns out, she was going commando. A major, major wardrobe malfunction. And let's just say my body decided to throw its own mini celebration. Instant bulge. Visible. Obvious. Her eyes went wide, a mix of surprise and… was that a smirk? My blood was pumping like a jackhammer. I tried to play it cool, slinking back to my seat in the back. But guess who decided to join me? Willa, blushing like she'd just won the lottery. My heart beating hard. Was she into me? Was this my lucky day? Look, I'm not gonna lie. This isn't some deep, philosophical journey. It's about girls. Hot girls. And, yeah, a harem. Because why settle for one goddess when you can have a whole pantheon? But Willa… she's different. She's the OG fantasy. So, the question is, can I juggle a whole crew and still keep my eyes on the prize? Can I have my cake and eat it too, or will Willa make me choose? Stay tuned, because this is gonna get wild." #HAREM, #R18, #ECCHI, #SMUT #ROMANCE [PLEASE NOTE] [THERE'S NOT A SINGLE NTR IN THIS NOVEL UNLIKE THE FIRST ONE.]

"I love you." "But I don’t." Well this should be awkward. Good thing Ace got transmigrated to another world not long after! But wait— "Xiao Zhi, I can't love you. Go find someone else." Did he just wake up to a rejection? Coincidence? But not all hopes lost, maybe the gods above took pity on him because of this. [You have received the standard transmigration package: A system.] "Will it help me find love?" [Maybe hoes.] "Huh? Wha—?" [Go grab a hoe and start farming!] And so begins the beautiful story of Ace tackling anything the author will be throwing into the story. A story where even the author doesn’t quite know what’s going on? Sounds dangerous. "Mother says to marry the person who feeds you." – Liu Mei "Brother says never to accept food from strangers, including street stalls." – Shan Yifeng "Me? Uh... maybe just to live a long life? I'm raising two pigs." – Xiao Zhi (Ace) "Hey!" – Shan Yifeng & Liu Mei.

- Born from a prompt given by 'Weekly Love Tales - Swapped'. (and presenting it for your amusement) - Two sets of twins whose paths crossed with a random dance. (was it random?) - Parents who did not see further than top of their nose. (or did they?) - A girl, Lilly, got begged by her crying sister Petunia. (she perfected those tears) - A boy.. (well, nah he is too old to be a boy) - A man, Jonah, got swindled by his shrewd (?) brother Noah. (how she gets to be a girl, only 4 years difference? (women are girls all their life)) - A brand new series is now being presented to you! (by an author who is overpowered by characters regularly (they do what they want, I just write it down for them)) Lilly: Run, run, run, run away! Run, run, run, run away! I'm the fastest! I'm the strongest! I'm the winner of every contest! Disclaimer: as long it's in long distance running, surfing, skii jumping, decathlon, and eventually shooting range if I can squeeze it in the schedule. Jonah: I trained aikido until highschool. *silence* Well, I am a rich heir and CEO in charge of my family's corporation. *crickets* Well fine, I am a master chef of top 7 cuisines, but that's my dirty little secret, don't spread it around! Petunia & Noah *swoon* Such a perfect couple! We should open a matchmaking business. Author: Should they really?

Kisha Aldens is a normal office worker with average earnings, not until she suddenly sees a system countdown in front of her. Her mind suddenly received a prompt warning about the apocalypse and urged her to integrate with the system to assist her with her survival. "Have I overworked myself again?" She thought while pinching the bridge of her nose. She blinked a few more times but the system interface is still there. Little did she know that this system would be her last lifeline in the upcoming apocalypse where human morals would be the lowest, trust is only a word and betrayal could happen in the blink of an eye. A naive person like her had to learn her lesson the hard way on how to survive and navigate in the zombie-infested world. And the worst part, she had to die 99 times to harden her heart and learn how to read the human heart. How will her 100th time be different from the previous lives, will she survive this time? And will survival be her only problem in the heart of the Apocalypse? No, there was a deeper scheme in play which she has to uncover moving forward.

Every step she takes towards him is another step in turning his dreams into reality. A mixed strange yet familiar surge of pain and happiness welled up from his chest, it made him difficult to breath. He gave his respectful bow as their eyes met, hiding a streaming tear against his cheeks. Everyone else followed in unison. His deep ocean blue eyes trembled in agitation, alas, it has been forever. He won`t miss this last chance to be with her in the altar. She felt her knees trembling. Once upon a thousand years ago, she was nothing but a subject needed to complete a divine prophecy. Seeing the look on their faces right now and how they bowed in utmost reverence, her heart melted in joy. Another pair of jet black eyes stared right into hers, there she found her refuge for her raging heart. The man with the purest jet black eyes just like hers, following her back from deepest slumber in oblivion, once again swept her off her feet. Once their eyes met, his body almost gave way. Her eyes, lips, nose, her presence, all of her... she is indeed the owner of the Last Imperial Crown.

*Clang!* The mask split in half, revealing a face so extraordinary it seemed almost otherworldly. Skin as pale as if it would smudge with the slightest touch, a sharp and elegant nose, perfectly shaped lips. Every feature was as refined as if sculpted by a master artisan, untouched by the passage of time. Once jet-black like the night, the hair had turned as white as the snow-capped mountains of the northern lands. It was still beautiful, but a fragile, ethereal quality had been added, as if the figure might scatter and dissolve into the air at any moment. As the mask fell away, revealing eyes beneath fluttering, slow-blinking lashes, they shone like polished black onyx—noble and luminous. It was a visage so close to a work of art that it seemed a pity only Ye Kang-oh and the sun bore witness to it. However, in the presence of this breathtakingly handsome man, Ye Kang-oh’s expression began to crumble. There was no way he couldn’t recognize that face. Not because it was a beauty that could rival even Song-ok or Ban-ak, but because it belonged to someone who had once been Kang-oh’s protector. "Is it you?" Ye Kang-oh, the youngest disciple of the Black Sky Lord, stood before the man he had once revered and adored. Dan Woo-hyo, the Lord of White Virtue Palace, whom the martial world believed to be missing, was there. "Has it really been you all along?" ------------ I am NOT the author. I'm just translating this novel.

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

(Immortal Cultivation+Meeting a Perfect Match+Shura Field+Invincible Flow+Upgrade Flow+Playing the Pig and Eating the Tiger) --- What is cultivation? When I think back to the past, cultivation was, as a baby, kicking my legs over and over again—kicking on the bed, kicking on the ground, kicking every single day. Cultivation was, as I grew older, swinging my sword again and again—slashing here, cutting there. Cultivation became, as I matured, the repeated harmony of yin and yang—busy tonight, and busy again tomorrow night. ... My name is Xu Ming. I have never cared about the stipends given to me by those sect masters, noble ladies, or princesses. I said to her, "Can you give me a room closer to yours? I need to report my work to you at any moment." Even if I accomplish nothing every day, I just want to watch how she cultivates. I... ========== Translation Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to this novel. I am solely responsible for the translation efforts.

I don't ask, I take what I need. If you cross me, consider yourself dead. You don't know me, so don't waste your time by poking your noses in my life, I'll burn your arteries to ground. I Sophie Turner is the head of the Mafia, hell! I'm the Mafia. As humans, we've different urges, desires! But my only goal in life was Sophie Turner. I want her dead, or at least behind the bars her entire life. It's either me or Sophie!

The Apocalypse descended as the world turned into a game. And while everyone panicked, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was something wrong with my eyes. [Logging into the Game Master’s Account!] And my ‘oh-so-average’ destiny, changed into ‘is this a cheat life?’ Kind of destiny. [Would you like to Create a Skill? GM Points will be consumed!] While others struggled to kill a single goblin, I was searching for stronger monsters. While they were happy with getting even a random weak skill, I was customizing what kind of skills I needed. Even my Talents and Gifts can be customised. The only limit was my imagination. Heck, even the hidden quests that people would trigger randomly were present in front of me even before the scenario began.  It wasn’t fair by any means. But isn’t that how life is already? [Would you like to make changes to the quests in the next scenario? GM Points will be consumed!] Is this how an apocalypse is supposed to be? I don’t know. I just tried following the script in front of everyone while trying out my cheat in hindsight. Don't get me wrong with the ‘pig eating tiger’ kind of thing. I just don’t like attention. I would rather stay with two trusted friends than with 10 fake ones. [Would you like to Initiate a Custom quest for the Players? GM Points will be consumed!] And for the players who were bullying the ‘weak’ me. One may even wonder how they ended up losing half of their stats and skills in a randomly triggered impossible type of quest.  Fate can be truly scary, you know?  One must always be careful of it.

Ava Summers is the perfect daughter — business mogul, top of her class, future queen of spreadsheets, and the only Summers twin with functioning brain cells. She's survived nineteen years sharing a womb, a mansion, and half of her DNA with Eva Summers — the human embodiment of bad decisions who once tried to roast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the entire estate on fire. So when their parents arranged one of them to marry Zeke Ford — the kingdom's most notorious heartbreaker — Ava took one for the team. She didn't flinch. She didn't panic. She blinked once... probably because she was three glasses of margaritas deep after Eva spiked her drink and slid a suspicious contract under her nose — a contract that would transfer all of Ava's businesses and birthright to Eva if she refused to marry Zeke. It was the first plan Eva ever pulled off successfully — and she regretted it the moment the Fords switched the grooms at the last minute. Instead of waking up legally bound to Zeke — the charming, half-witted flirt who collects women like decorative throw pillows — Ava finds herself married to Zach Ford — the cold, brooding, emotionally constipated twin brother who hasn't smiled since the dinosaurs went extinct. The Ford family hoped Eva's lively personality would drag Zach out of his miserable cave of grief and bad attitude after his fiancée's death. Too bad they accidentally married him to the kingdom's most neurotic control freak instead. Now Ava has a whole lifetime to survive a forced marriage to a man who communicates in glances, grunts, and the occasional eyebrow twitch, convince everyone she's madly in love with her new husband... And figure out how to legally murder her sister without ruining the family name. The plan was supposed to save the Summers' reputation. Not burn the whole kingdom to the ground. "With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I do." A laugh-out-loud enemies-to-lovers rom-com about one grumpy recluse, one reluctant perfectionist, and one contractual catastrophe that will either end in true love... Or arson with tax deductions.

A guinea pig in a scientific experiment, I must now satisfy the duties of a samurai—and all the women in my household.

Imagine the soul memories of hundreds of death row inmates fused into the body of a spineless, incompetent rich kid, resurrected and reborn as a near-omniscient super-genius. Overnight, he transforms into a powerhouse of talent and, as a bonus, inherits a stunningly beautiful wife. The sheer force of his soul energy grants Yang Hongtao a godlike ability akin to creating life itself—he can imbue a mosquito, a cellphone, or even a piece of bread with temporary low-level intelligence and vitality. When the world’s top ten assassins come hunting, he could easily crush their throats with ancient martial arts techniques. But Yang prefers a subtler approach: secretly animating their own weapons against them. Picture this—a ferocious blade master swings his prized curved knife, only to slice off his own nose, or a stone-cold gunman draws his pistol, only to accidentally blast his own privates to bits!

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.

His face drew nearer and nearer until our nose touched Are you sure, he asked. Sure about what, I asked . I gasped when he wrapped his hands around my waist. "Sure you don't like me",he asked as his gaze moved to my lips, my heart beating fast. "uh..n..yes", I said as a whisper. ,"then let me test you",he said and this time his lips brushed against mine. just kiss me already, I finally told him. Crushing our lips together, but breaking it immediately. you lose the test, he said smirking. but dont think I'm letting you go with that ordinary kiss, cause I'm not ordinary. he said as he came close again. with his breath on my face.

Chen Xiaoyun, an orphan from Guangzhou, China, once met a girl who looked remarkably like him. Before he could learn more about her, a deadly virus was unleashed around the globe. Humans turned into creatures straight out of video games and movies, and zombies and mutants roamed the streets with no one to stop them. From tanks to jockeys to even invisible zombies and mutated dogs. The mutations are just endless. "Why is there a zombie apocalypse just as I find my family? And why can I suddenly create things from thin air?" Will Xiaoyun survive the chaos with the new people he meets along the way? Will he use his newfound abilities to bring peace to a devastated world? Or perhaps he will just take another nap in the bed like a lazy pig—— "Shut up. How am I supposed to do anything when you keep throwing women at me?" ____________ Author's note: The main character grows as the story develops. Although he's very naive from the beginning, he matures a lot as the story progresses. There is no NTR or Yuri unless you consider the main character's woman sharing his 'stuff' in a threesome as Yuri, in which case I have nothing for you. Some of the love interests are related to the main character. Discord server if you want to talk or have questions: https://discord.gg/hnXMFwfVR3

Karam knows something, something that the USA is after, Russia is after, otherworldly entities beyond humans are after. He found out something that he shouldn't have, something that made him important, and in danger. A secret kept from people, a secret involving aliens, the supernatural, hell, heaven, god, devil, and a hidden side of government and superpowers running under the nose of ordinary people for centuries. A secret that's answer to all unanswered questions, all mysteries, everything. Something way beyond the understanding of the normal, a system of the unexplained. He found that secret, for it had stolen someone he loved.

After fusing the souls and memories of 127 death row inmates into his consciousness, Jason Mitchell - formerly known as the spineless heir to the Montgomery fortune - awoke transformed. The fusion gifted him with encyclopedic knowledge ranging from quantum physics to medieval alchemy, along with an accidental bride: the stunning Emily Carter, who now legally bore his last name. The cosmic collision of souls manifested an even stranger ability - Jason could temporarily animate objects with crude sentience. A mosquito became his aerial spy, his smartphone developed sarcastic tendencies, and even a stale bagel once sang opera for seven glorious minutes. When the infamous Blackwood Syndicate sent their top enforcers, Jason greeted them with options. The pragmatic choice? Use ancient martial arts techniques to slit their throats. The entertaining choice? Breathe life into their prized weapons. Assassin Ethan Blackwood screamed as his prized katana sliced off his own nose mid-swing. Hitman Lucas Graves lost more than his dignity when his customized Desert Eagle became sentient and blew off his own manhood. The crime family soon learned that you don't hunt a living arsenal - you negotiate with it.

When justice fails, vengeance takes its place. After his daughter Vanessa suffers a tragic fate at the hands of those she trusted, Horris turns to the one thing more powerful than the law—something ancient, something forbidden. With a single curse, he condemns the world to a slow, merciless death. No one is spared. A nameless plague spreads, twisting flesh, corrupting minds, and reducing order to chaos. As civilization crumbles, the truth becomes clear: this is no ordinary disease. It is retribution. And in a world where the guilty walk free, no one is truly innocent. ... Hours Later… Darius arrived at the hospital, and what he saw terrified him. Dozens of people lay writhing in agony, blood gushing from every opening in their bodies. Reporters, paramedics, and police officers surrounded the area, trying to make sense of the outbreak. “We’re here live at Stanbridge National Hospital, where it appears a deadly disease has broken out,” a reporter said, speaking into the camera. “Symptoms include uncontrollable screaming and severe bleeding from the eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.” Darius’ heart pounded. His mind kept flashing back to Horris’ curse. The Doombringer. He scanned the scene and finally spotted Betty, sitting in an ambulance. Stephan lay unconscious on a stretcher beside her. He rushed forward, but the paramedics blocked his path. “That’s my wife!” he protested. “I need to see if she’s okay!” “Sir, now’s not the time,” a paramedic said. “There’s an outbreak, and we have no idea how it spreads. For your safety—and for everyone else’s—we advise you to leave immediately.” “Please, I have to see them,” Darius begged. Before the paramedic could respond, Darius noticed something crawling on the man’s shoulder. “There’s something on you—” The paramedic turned his head—just as the worm leaped onto his neck. The second it burrowed into his skin, the man’s body seized up. A strangled scream tore from his lips as blood exploded from his eyes, mouth, and nose. Darius staggered back in horror. Everywhere he looked, people were screaming. Even the reporter who had been live was now convulsing on the ground, her camera abandoned beside her. A single word echoed in Darius’ mind. Doombringer.