Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Lackey Pool Hours

Extra's Harem: Invincibility starts with Marriage, and a Bunch of Kids

Ryan, a normal office worker who could be considered an extra in a boring world, did his job regularly and spent time here and there. He found himself, by mistake, being killed by a female reaper. Yet, the only thing he received as justice was a chance to transmigrate into a new body with his memories intact. Meanwhile, that female reaper faced a very small punishment: her powers were suppressed for ten minutes, leaving Ryan with nothing but a mocking smirk from the reaper as she ridiculed him for being a meager human with no life that belonged to him. He was left with no choice but to stand in front of the one who had granted such "justice" and watch the reaper laugh while turning to leave the place. In front of him was the reincarnation pool, and beside it stood the woman smirking at his misery while completely powerless for a whole ten minutes—there was no justice for him here. With his hands clenched, he decided that if he was really going down, he would take her with him. Swiftly tackling her, he pushed the reaper and himself directly into the reincarnation pool. The next moment he knew, he found himself being born as a crippled extra illegitimate prince in the ducal family of the Arvian Empire, with that reaper being his system. But soon enough, he understood that instead of some random world, he had been transmigrated into the last novel he was reading and a fan of—Invincibility Starts with Marriage and Having Lots of Children.
A4KL · 2K Views

Slumbering Sloth

In a world where the powerful ruled with an iron fist, one boy was dealt the worst cards—first by fate, then by the world, and finally by an Outer God. With each passing moment, he spiraled deeper into a reality determined to break him. One day, as the pool of blood bubbled and rumbled in an ancient temple of malignance, a young man emerged from the depths. Beasts roared in a twisted symphony, and his body radiated a bloody strength that no one could contain. He paused, a thought crossing his mind as he got out from the blood pool: "I'm really not a Demon." One day, as the massive corpse of a dragon lay idle, it shriveled, losing all its grandeur and dignity. Its desecrated body pulsed with dark energy, and from its stomach erupted a sharp, tyrannical sword aura, cutting through the air with lethal precision. A figure emerged, his black robe now stained blood red, his blood-red vertical eyes gleaming with a demonic fire. As he stood, surrounded by the lingering aura of death, he thought, "I’m really not a Demon." One day, when the Blood Moon shone in all its glory, and the Demon Sect was at its peak, the Gates of the Demon Sect were shattered, and their Sect Halls lay in ruin. In the heart of their Demonic Lands, signs of a cataclysmic battle were evident. Corpses, scattered like broken dolls, piled upon each other to form a massive mound. Atop this heap of death sat a figure, calm and unperturbed, bathed in moonlight. His four eyes scanned the surroundings, and after a moment of contemplation, he thought rationally, "I only killed Demons, so that doesn’t really make me a Demon."
A_N_V · 8.6K Views

The Eleventh Hour Chance

She was a pawn in a political game, nothing more. Her father, a man who despised her very existence, sold her off to the cold-blooded Duke in a marriage of convenience. Rumors painted her husband as a ruthless, unfeeling monster—a man to be feared, not loved. But she had long accepted her fate. After all, no one had ever cared for her, so why should her marriage be any different? Until her father, the man who abandoned her, barged into her life. “You are my daughter, and I have every right to take you back!” he declared, his once cold, dismissive eyes now brimming with something unrecognizable. Concern? Care? It was impossible. The man who hated her, who had cast her aside, now suddenly demanded her return. Why? As if that wasn’t enough, her aloof husband—known for his icy demeanor and ruthless efficiency—began to act… differently. The cold, unfeeling Duke she had resigned herself to live with seemed to harbor a warmth she couldn’t reconcile with the rumors that had defined him. “Do you really believe everything they say about me?” he asked, his piercing gaze softening for just a moment, leaving her speechless. Caught between a father whose motives are shrouded in mystery and a husband who defies every expectation, she finds herself questioning everything she thought she knew. Is her father’s sudden concern genuine, or is he playing yet another game? And what secrets lie behind the Duke’s impenetrable mask? In a web of lies, power, and buried truths, she must decide who to trust—if anyone at all. Could there be more to her fate than just being a pawn? Or will she be swept away by the tides of those who seek to control her?
ladymirage · 708 Views
Related Topics
More