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The Nanny Butler

The Last Stand: The Fool and the Regressor

The apocalypse is here, and it’s so overdone. Monsters? Check. Burning sky? Check. Random system that gives you powers but also wants your firstborn? Double check. In the middle of this mess are two guys who couldn’t be more mismatched if they tried: The Fool: A guy who’s spent his life perfecting the art of doing nothing. His resume includes “professional procrastinator”, “class clown”, “expert nap taker”, etc... Now he’s got to survive an apocalypse that didn’t even give him a heads-up. How rude. The Regressor: A guy who’s lived through the end of the world more times than he can count. Literally. Because he forgot. Now he’s just a brooding mess with a leather jacket and zero useful advice. When the fool realizes his classmate is a regressor, he’s like, “Great. I’m stuck with the guy who’s seen it all but remembers none of it. This’ll go well.” Yet, they will still group up and face trials that test their sanity more than their skills. But as the so-called End demands more blood and the regressor’s memories start to resurface, they realize the real apocalypse might be their inability to agree on where to hide. Fool: "Let’s hide in the basement!" Regressor: "Basements are death traps. We should go to the roof." Fool: "Roofs are for dramatic exits. I’m not dying for aesthetics!" Anyway, can a lazy dreamer and an amnesiac hero save the world? Probably not. But hey, at least they’ll have a good story to tell—if they survive. ________ __ Please note that this story is a work of fiction and a product of the author's imagination. It contains scenes of violence, death, and may not be suitable for all readers. It is intended for mature audiences only.
Peace_in_Chaos · 11K Views

The Mob Butler’s Rebellion in a Villainess’s Otome World"

When 21-year-old cynic Aizen dies in a laughably cliché truck accident, he awakens not as a hero, prince, or even a sidekick—but as the butler to Seraphina von Eldoria, the doomed villainess of a popular otome game novel. In a world where magic academies breed cutthroat politics and love interests are pre-scripted by fate, Aizen quickly realizes his role is less "romantic lead" and more "expendable mob character." Armed with nothing but his sardonic wit, a mysterious System interface, and the uncanny ability to fade into the background (literally), he navigates a labyrinth of aristocratic schemes, magical duels, and heroines who won’t stick to their damn storylines. But when Aizen discovers his "Mob Camouflage" skill lets him manipulate events unnoticed, he turns the game’s rules upside down. Why should he watch Seraphina march toward her scripted downfall? Why let the bland protagonist hoard all the power? And why are the story’s female leads—the ice-cold villainess, the sunshine-haired heroine, a rogue mercenary princess, and a witch with too many secrets—suddenly noticing him? As Aizen’s defiance of the plot unlocks hidden routes and stirs chaos in the Arcane Academy, he becomes the wild card in a battle for control of the narrative. But the System isn’t just a tool—it’s a prison. And the more Aizen rebels, the clearer it becomes: someone wanted him here. Someone who knows his real-world past. Someone pulling strings even the villainess can’t see…
Phenom1 · 4.4K Views

A Husband For The NANNY

“Congratulations, you have been hired as the personal assistant…” “Really!” Grace exclaimed even before Jace Brandon, the CEO of Brandon Corporations could finish his statement. The growing sparkle in Grace’s eyes did not escape the keen sight of Jace. “To my son,” he completed. “Yes, I’m very much delighted to take up the position of the personal assistant to … your what?!” Grace’s eyes almost popped out of their socket as she completed “son?” listlessly. “You heard me right,” Jace replied coldly as he stared at Grace. “Is that not the same as being employed as your child’s nanny?” Grace asked doubtfully. “If you want to put it that way, yes.” Jace replied nonchalantly. “In other words…” Grace began. “You are officially my son’s nanny, if you accept the offer,” Jace Brandon completed. “If there is nothing else, this interview is officially over.” ********* Grace Fowler, who had always dreamt of becoming a top designer in the biggest designing firm in the country was blacklisted for exposing sensitive company information due to a set up by the ones she trusted the most— her boyfriend and her kid sister. Shattered and battered, she set out for greener pastures in an unknown land and ended up being hired as a nanny to the son of Jace Brandon, the wealthiest billionaire in San Francisco. But the scariest thing was when her job description was gradually amended to not only taking care of the five year old autistic son of the CEO but the widowed CEO himself. What does the future hold for her when suddenly, everything around her begins to change and her past comes calling again with the sudden appearance of her boss’s late wife. Will Grace be able to let go of her past and embrace the joy of fighting for the heart of the man her heart yearns for, or settle for happiness in the arms of Trent, her boss’s cousin, who literally adores the ground Grace walks on?
Beautifiedg1 · 878.4K Views

After reborn, I became the Butler of the Count’s tsundere daughter

After I died, the woman who called herself a goddess summoned me to her side and sent me to isekai to be reincarnated. She said that earth is her world and my existence here makes her sick. So far everything was normal, according to our agreement I would even have a system after I was reincarnated. But why is my system named the butler system? Anyway, I'll forgive the goddess for choosing such a beautiful mother for me. Ehehehehe ------- one year later Well, it was obvious this was going to be like this. If you ignore something as important as cleaning a wound before bandaging it, of course the wound will infect. What can a simple village pharmacist do with a huge wound this close to the heart? It's too late ... What the fuck is that light coming out of the old woman's hand? ------- four years later "I want you to be my personal butler, Yuto" Isn't that supposed to be a choice, you little bitch? How can you say it's a free choice when there's a man behind me waiting to kill me the moment I refuse? Should I use my teleport ability to get out of here? [ Your five-year time limit has expired, if you want to continue using the system, please become a real butler as soon as possible ] There's a lot of pressure on me... Anyway, I'll just be a bit of a butler, what's the most that can happen? ------- main tag- comedy-isekai warning - even if the tags say harem, the harem is something that will be revealed later in the story. ( not the brainless harem ) ------ Arc I- reincarnation / 1~12 Arc II- Being a Butler / 13~35 Arc III- Blessing / 36~41 Arc IV- a noble... / 42~54 Arc V- An ordinary? day for the Ironblood family / 55~71 Arc VI- Puclic auction and banquet night / 72~116 Arc VII- The Emperor level training battle / 117~130 Arc VIII- Separation / 131~150 Arc IX- The ruthless hunter of the dark seas / 151~??? ------ Total words 190k The gramer quality of the first 45 chapters is dropping in some parts. I am working on it. (17/45 complate)
OLD_storage · 1.1M Views

The Warmth of the Sun in the Winter

"They told me the stars could guide me home, but they never said the journey would leave me so utterly lost." Do you still remember your highschool deskmate? The boy with the brightest smile, that girl with the world's most beautiful silhouette? In three years of high school, the shadows of two people intertwine with the chalk, black and white both distinct, drifting around within the memories. The Su Yuanzhou in her memories was an underachiever in high school. He skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. Yet, when she went back to the past she would always surprise herself for seeing a lot of his side, maybe if she did this before he probably wouldn't die. To be able to meet each other on this planet is some kind of fate, and to be able to illuminate our fleeting lives, how fortunate we are. ... Ren Yuxin was trailing behind Su Yuanzhou like a guilty puppy, her face plastered with an exaggerated pout. "Come here," Su Yuanzhou said, stopping in his tracks and turning to look at her. His tone was calm, but the slight twitch in his jaw betrayed his frustration. "Why?" Ren Yuxin asked, her voice overly cautious, taking a step back instead of forward. "Just come here." His patience was running thin. Ren Yuxin crossed her arms and tilted her head dramatically. "No! You’re going to hit me!" Su Yuanzhou froze, staring at her in disbelief. A few students nearby stifled their laughter, pretending not to watch the exchange. "I’m not going to hit you," he said, exasperated. "Do I look like that kind of person?" "Yes." Ren Yuxin nodded solemnly, her eyes wide with mock innocence. Su Yuanzhou sighed, rubbing his temples. How does she manage to drive me insane every single time? His patience—already minimal—was hanging by a thread. "Ren Yuxin," he said, his tone low and dangerous. "Come here. Now." "No way!" she retorted, taking another step back. "I know you’re mad because I—" She paused, looking guilty. "Because you what?" Su Yuanzhou prompted, narrowing his eyes. "... Because I accidentally sent that embarrassing video of you singing in the shower to our group chat," she admitted in a small voice, her eyes darting away. Su Yuanzhou’s face darkened instantly. He felt every shred of his dignity crumbling. "Accidentally?" he repeated, his voice rising. "It really was an accident!" Ren Yuxin protested, raising her hands defensively. "I didn’t mean to press send!" "Accident or not, you’re dead," Su Yuanzhou said, stepping toward her with purpose. "See! You are going to hit me!" she squealed, turning on her heels and running off. "Get back here!" he yelled, chasing after her.
Kissmet · 7.8K Views
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