Chicken Flicking

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."

'Kill monsters, eat meat' 'I mean, Kill monsters, save lives. Got it.' 'Tut, I could've sworn that the first one sounded better.' She wasn't a girl looking for freedom or self-righteous liberation by a hero, or whatever shit a girl who suffered for almost all her life would crave. -the shit of a life she was living was horrible, but it was bearable, and so she got used to it. Rather, instead of freedom, what this little missy wanted was money. Lots and lots of them so she never has to worry about the next day. Money - bountiful enough that when she has to spend, she doesn't need to look back or calculate her assets to see how much she has left. Money - bountiful enough to get all the fried chicken she could ever dream of. Yeah, you heard it, fried chicken. For those who did not have money to spare leisurely, getting fried chicken was like a pipe dream to them and she had been one of those unfortunate souls. A comfortable roof above her head and no worries as to when she would get ordered around to steal. No worries about when she would get her next meal-- That was her liberation. And she got it. Just that, she got it most absurdly. Awakened! Those were the people ruling the world, alongside beastly and deadly monsters who threatened the safety of average human beings. And those awakened call the shots. Alice never dreamed she would one day be awakened, and compared to others with their game-like system displaying their attributes and strength; she had a full-grown man whom only she could hear, watching her back at every turn and telling her what to do. He was kinda a pain in the ass but she couldn't complain. It was this gift he had bestowed on her that made her the most powerful Awakened there was with stats that even S-class awakeneds couldn't compare to. She was the boss, now. Mwa-hahahahaha. But life didn't go as easy and leisurely as she planned. With great power comes great responsibility, right? Well, in her case with great power comes great hunger. She couldn't go a moment without getting hungry and her stomach had become a bottomless pit. And to get food, she needed money, and to get money, she had to hunt monsters. The monsters plagued humanity, causing catastrophes and taking lives mercilessly. Those monsters, as scary as they may be, were her target and she had to face them head-on. The bigger the monsters the more money she would gain. Yeah, that was the plan, but... This guy acting as her system seemed to have other plans, putting her at the forefront of 'justice' and having her clean the mess he somewhat created. 'Ugh, I can already sense a shadow of foreboding. Someone, please tell me I'm not acting the main character role. I just want to eat, okay?'

For centuries, Orthus Valen, the greatest magic user in history, has been trapped inside Velkaroth Academy, the very institution he once helped build. Immortal, invincible, and all-powerful, yet bound by an unbreakable curse, he is allowed to roam freely within the school—but can never leave. Despite mastering every form of magic, he cannot break the chains that hold him. But one day, Orthus discovers a loophole—he can summon beings from another world. With a flick of his fingers, he brings humans from Earth into his world, turning them into his students. Some are geniuses, others are clueless fools, but one thing is clear—they are the key to his freedom. As the students grow stronger, so do the cracks in his curse. However, Velkaroth Academy is not just a school—it is a prison built to contain a being feared by the gods themselves. And if Orthus ever regains his full power, the world will shake once more.

We became what the eyes see us as. Not us. Not real. *** "Try this." Yuki lifted his gaze to see a fish ball skewered on a stick, held close to his mouth. The hand offering it belonged to none other than the striking stranger standing beside him. He wore a blue and white uniform, a black bag slung over one shoulder. Yuki’s eyes landed on the stranger’s face again. Even now, he still wasn’t used to seeing someone like him—a face that seemed completely out of place in their small, ordinary town. There was no doubt he was an outsider. "Yuki." Yuki was startled when the stranger moved the skewer even closer to his lips. He could smell the warm, spicy sauce, and without thinking, he quickly flicked his tongue over it. His brows furrowed in surprise—it was unexpectedly delicious. Instead of reprimanding the stranger, he found himself praising him. "Mm, this is good!" He opened his mouth to take a bite of the fish ball—only for it to vanish into thin air. "Huh?" Confused, he looked up, but the stranger was already busy selecting more street food. Yuki’s cheeks suddenly burned, and with clenched fists, he moved closer to him. "What’s your problem?" Even the elderly vendor glanced at them, observing how the stranger completely ignored Yuki. His face flushed with frustration, as if ready to pick a fight. The vendor quickly intervened. "Alright, alright, no fighting! Son, just choose what you want." He nudged Yuki toward the food stall. "No, thank you." Yuki muttered before walking away from the kiosk. The old vendor watched him leave, staring in silence until he disappeared from sight. "One more order of that, please. And make it to-go." The stranger finally spoke. "Ah, sure, son." When the vendor handed him the food, the young man left without another word. Hands in his pockets, he walked in the same direction Yuki had gone, the plastic bag of fish balls dangling from his fingers. The vendor sighed and sat down, shaking his head. "Kids these days." ©2025

In the glittering, snake-infested court of Ignis, where power was a double-edged sword and loyalty a rare gem, Selanthia Amaris Nyxveil stood as a legend cloaked in infamy. Known by many names—*The Hound of the Emperor*, **The Cursed Sword*, **The Witch of Nyxveil*, and *The Abandoned One*—she was a weapon forged by duty and sharpened by betrayal. For forty long years, she served as the Emperor’s blade, cutting down threats to the throne with ruthless precision. Yet, behind the cold steel and the icy gaze, Selanthia harbored no love for the crown or the vipers who surrounded it. She was a woman bound by fate, not choice. At 48, weary of the endless machinations of the court, Selanthia chose to retire. With no family to call her own, she left behind the gilded cage of Ignis for the simplicity of the countryside. Her dreams were modest: to bake sweet treats, tend to chickens, lose herself in books she’d never had time to read, and find solace in the quiet rhythm of church prayers. A peaceful, ordinary life—a stark contrast to the blood-stained path she had walked for decades. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Just 28 hours into her newfound tranquility, Selanthia’s life was brutally cut short. Poisoned and attacked in the dead of night, she breathed her last beneath a cold, uncaring sky. Her final thoughts were not of vengeance or regret for the life she had led, but of the life she had never known. She wished for love, for a kind and handsome partner, for children whose laughter might have filled the void in her heart. She wished she had never taken up the sword, that she might have written a different ending to her tale. Yet, death was not the end. Selanthia awoke not in the afterlife but in a world both familiar and strange. Perched high in a cherry blossom tree, she was greeted by the voice of Rina, her long-dead confidante. Now, thrust into a bewildering new reality, Selanthia must unravel the threads of this strange second chance. Is this a cruel jest of the gods, a dream spun from her dying regrets, or something far more sinister? And why, of all people, THAT MAN—who disappeared without a word— is acting all weird? As the petals of the cherry blossoms fall around her, Selanthia finds herself caught in a web of mystery, romance, and perhaps, redemption. But in this enchanted new life, where nothing is as it seems, can she unravel the twist of life brought forward by THAT MAN? Or will the shadows of her past rise to claim her once more?

Cultivating immortality was too hard, with no Spiritual Root, Wang Ba accepted his lot in life. He chose to join a Sect, becoming a servant in charge of raising chickens. But the moment he touched a chicken, he realized that his path to immortality might be a little different!

“What? The wild chickens I raised are pure blood phoenixes? “ “What? The carp I raised are true dragons?” With a wave of hand, the river was cut off; with a slight stamp of foot, the mountain collapsed. A group of incredibly powerful cultivators knelt in front, worshipping and calling 'senior'. "What the hell wrong with this world?" Li Fan shouted," Oh no, that's impossible!" "How could I possibly be a Supreme Master?!” #mastermind #misunderstand #The best fantasy novel of Chinese online novel in 2023

Jianghu was in turmoil, an era of great strife. The leader of Great Qin wielded the Mo Blade, leaving the world battered and bruised. The ageless figures of Jianghu crouched upon the mountains, and with a single turn, they cast the entire world below them. Strong men measured the earth with their feet, and heroes of Jianghu could cleave the heavens with one sword, yet in the blink of an eye, they were drunk in the embrace of beauties. The Taoist carried his sword, the Scholar drunk on wine. Wearing tattered clothes, a beggar grasped a rotten branch and dared to storm the ancestral hall of the Taoist Sect. On the willow-lined causeway, in the long pavilion, a man who had sat withered for thirty years turned and stepped out, holding a peach blossom, with a flick of his wrist, he shattered ten miles of red candles. The era of Great Qin was renamed the Great Yuan Era. The youth with the Wooden Sword left his mountain village behind. (Solo female lead)

To repay his debt of gratitude and survive, Ryan Fletcher—the direct descendant of the most prominent family—has kept his real identity a secret and become the live-in-son-in-law that everyone despises. But once the family’s ban is lifted, he is back on the Fletchers‘ heir race. "You want to make me a cuckold?" SLAP! "You try to set me up?" SLAP! "You want to fire me?" SLAP! "You want to steal my wife's company?" SLAP! Who says that a live-in-son-in-law must be a loser? I, Ryan Fletcher, never chicken out! Please enjoy every face-slapping moment at the courtesy of Mr. Fletcher.

From another world, to a Devil. As a student, all he does is go to school, study, and play video games. A normal life as everyone else. But, fate decides to shake their head and flicked the switch. Standing up to a ghoul and death, he resurrected in another realm. A different world... Different timeline, different air, different people, and... different body and gender?? Follow our main character disguises under the name 'Rize Violet' as he/she(?) survives from any life threatening dangers to find a way back home. But, the journey may take a toll on one's unlasting pride and conscience... It may even require challenging the gods. ------- Heya! Just wanna say that I'm reposting this story. I made sure to make every chapter unique with this one, so be sure to re-read them if you already have. But, if you're new, I hope you enjoy what you're about to read :D - FinnAlfi a.k.a. SirAxey

[Genesis System rebooting after 76 years of inactivity.] [Administrator Slot: Vacant.] [New Administrator Confirmed:—] The screen flickers. For a moment, the letters distort—glitching between gold and blood-red. A name appears. [Administrator Confirmed:—Elias Vaughn.] A sharp ringing fills my ears. The name means nothing to me, but the system hesitates. The text wavers, blurring, like it’s… realizing its mistake. Then, the letters dissolve. [Administrator Identity Error.] [Correcting…] [New Administrator Confirmed: Christian Arkwright.] A cold shiver crawls down my spine. I open my eyes, and the world isn’t mine. My breath catches—too soft, too light. My limbs ache, but they feel… small? My fingers curl. Slender. Pale. Delicate. This isn’t my body. The floating screen pulses again, words forming in golden light. [Primary Abilities Bestowed:] Creation Magic Spatial Manipulation Magic? My mind stutters, but before I can process it, another notification flashes. [Warning: You are a Deviant.] [Deviants are to be executed by royal decree.] [Status: In Hiding.] I freeze. No second chances. No learning curve. The moment someone discovers my power, I die. Then, the screen flickers again—this time, the text warps on its own. The golden glow dims, and a final message, faint and fragmented, pushes through. [If you are reading this… you are the last.] My pulse pounds in my ears. A soft static hums in the air. [The world has forgotten me, but you must not forget what I left behind.] [Survive. Learn. And when the time comes… create hope again.] Then—so quiet it’s almost lost in the noise—comes a whisper. “Welcome back, Elias.” A pause. A hesitation. The system flicks as if to correct itself. “…Welcome back, Christian.”

In a peaceful village, two fifteen-year-old friends, Farrel and Yue , share a close bond. Farrel, an orphan, finds comfort in Yue’s cheerful nature and the warmth of her family. When Yue invites him for a meal of chicken curry, Farrel is welcomed by her kind mother, Lia , and her playful father, Maru. After lunch, Maru drags Farrel into a sparring session, but the fun is cut short when Lia steps in. Through it all, Farrel begins to feel like part of the family, finding a sense of belonging he’s always longed for. --- Chill and simple story mostly skipped the detail part . Updates On Weeked only . Bonus chapter IF The Novel got New +5 collection . A little R18 / Disgusting Scene / Straight Revenge . Thanks For the Read ( Hiatus ) .

Selina gasped for air, her heart racing as her body involuntarily thrashed in her sleep. Her indigo eyes flicked open wide as she choked back a scream. She looked up into Liam's worried face as he wiped away the beads of sweat forming on her brow with a damp cloth. "Lina, this was the longest one yet. Your whimpering and thrashing woke me about 36 minutes ago, and you were already covered in sweat." Liam told her, his voice heavy with concern as he glanced at the clock. Liam ran his hand through his hair. "Please tell me you remember something this time." He asked, almost pleading. Selina shook her head while sitting to look out the window. Over the forest, the orange-pink hue of the sunrise was starting to appear. Selina breathed deeply as she tried to recall something, anything other than the emotions she experienced during her dreams, but as usual, she was unable to. Some dreams were comforting and made her feel warm. Those dreams involved a blonde-haired man with green eyes. The other dreams, much like the current dream, left her full of despair and fear or left her feeling just plain empty. Usually all she could recall of those dreams was fire or blood. Liam stood up, muscles tense as he raised his arms and ran both hands through his thick black hair again, grabbing a fistful which he let fall back as he spoke, "Maybe she was wrong. Or maybe the prophecies were wrong. Maybe we really are Moonglow and not Lunaria. I don't know." Liam sighed deeply, sitting on the edge of his bed and turned to face her again before continuing, "Lina, your dreams are getting worse, and time is running out. You haven't dreamed of him in months. We don't know anything, not really. We just have mom's fairy tales. It's been ten years, maybe our memories are wrong. I... I just wish we had some guidance, something firm." An image of an attractive man with a square jawline, full red lips, deep green eyes and chin-length shaggy blond hair flashed through Selina's mind. She inhaled deeply before speaking, "He's Valentino. We need to get to Red Lake Pack." ********************************************************************* The Lunaria bloodline has been hunted for generations forcing them to live as lone wolves to conceal their identities and ensure the chance to fulfill the prophecy. According to Selina’s mother, Selina Moonglow is the prophesied one. With the disappearance of her mother when she was young, Selina only knows four things: Her dreams will guide her Never reveal their true last name Follow her instincts Her wolf will stay bound until she accepts her mate. ****************************************************************** Selina stood before him, her fated mate. She had dreamt of his scent and his eyes for months now. A warmth crept over her as the flutter deep within her belly increased, almost to the point of breathlessness. He was seated at his desk, studying something with his shaggy blonde hair covering has face as he looked down. Why isn’t he looking up? The mate bond should be forcing his eyes to me... Selina thought. Confused she called his name, “Valentino..” Before she could finish, his cold, hard voice interrupted her, “It’s Alpha Valentino. Get out. I’m busy. Make an appointment.”

Renji was once the best struggling artist in modern Japan—his talent unmatched, yet unrecognized. He poured his soul into every stroke, dreaming of a world where his art truly mattered. One fateful night, exhausted from work, he dies suddenly and awakens in a vast fantasy world… reincarnated as a Painter Magician! In this new life, his artistic skills are no longer just for show. With every brushstroke, he can summon weapons, creatures, and landscapes into reality. A flick of his wrist can summon a blazing phoenix, a towering fortress, or an unbreakable shield. Now, instead of a starving artist, he is an adventurer, traveling across kingdoms, battling monsters, and leaving behind breathtaking murals that hold magical powers. From dueling rogue mages to painting legendary relics into existence, Renji embarks on a thrilling journey, carving his own legend with nothing but his brush and boundless imagination. But as powerful forces begin to take notice of his abilities, he must decide—will he paint his own destiny, or become a pawn in someone else's masterpiece?

 The flickering neon sign of the Crimson Dragon casino reflected in the oily puddle at my feet, the smell of synth-noodles and desperation thick in the air. I flipped the platinum coin – not currency, but a memory chip containing Luna’s digitized consciousness – and caught it with a practiced flick of the wrist. Victor owed me more than just money; he owed me *her*. Tonight, I collect. And if the rumors about his new "bio-engineered enforcers" were true, tonight’s payment would be in blood. 

Author-san here! Well, I know you're all here for some adventure, so don't worry. I've got you covered! (^0^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly lean back into your seats and read away!  Of course, don't forget to check out my other books: •I'm The King Of Technology. •Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? •And finally: 'In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park.' You can also visit my website for more books: https://LumydeeNovels.Gumroad.com/ Well, that's enough of that. So back to the synopsis! ...... What to do? Ji Feng suddenly found himself in the body of a youngster named Wolfram Lockhart, the son of the deceased village head. Okay. So he transmigrated. That, he could live it.  But please... Can anyone tell him why he transmigrated with such a crazy system by his side? [Host, it looks like your uncle is heading your way. Hahahhahaha~... Host, you're about to get butchered. This is fun to watch!] '_' [Host, host, where are you going? So what if you're as weak as a chicken? Come on, dive into the battle. What's the worst that can happen?] '_' [Wait! Host, where are you doing? The battlefield is that way! Host! Host! Host!.. Dammit! What a waste of heavenly popcorn!] (:T^T:) .... One boy, one unbelievable system.  Ji Feng... No!... Wolfram Lockhart... now found himself in the strange world of Grandia, starting from the weakest level ever... A mortal! In this world of palladium, Sky ranking abilities, and Creatures of myths and legends, Wolfram only had one domain from it all.  With his head to the heavens and his little man out of his pants, he was quick to spray his fluid while raining uncountable curses at them.  Why? Why in God's name did they send him a Suicidal system?

[Trigger Warning: Mature Content] They say the Silvermoonlight Masquerade changes fates. It did for Lydia Ashford too, but she lost more than she gained. In a world where strength defines worth, she was wolfless, but she refused to be weak. With beauty that shimmered like stardust in the midnight sky and a mind as sharp as a dagger, Lydia was a name spoken with both awe and envy. But admiration was never enough. She forged her own path, honing her combat skills, proving her intelligence, and standing beside Theodore Sinclair, the Alpha’s son, through every challenge. If she could not shift, she would rise in every other way. The Masquerade should have been another step toward securing her future. Yet fate had other plans. One sip of wine. One moment of weakness. One stranger’s touch. And everything she built turned to ash. The man she trusted turned his back on her. The pack that once praised her cast her aside. And the child growing inside her became her only reason to survive. Banished. Forgotten. A name only whispered in shame. Yet, Lydia did not break, she endured. Five years later, she returns—not as the girl they discarded, but as a woman ready to reclaim her life. But fate is not done with her. Because the man who marked her as his? The one who unknowingly fathered her child? He’s standing right in front of her. And this time, he’s not letting her go. ...... The glass hovered near her lips.  "Drink," Nickolas commanded, his voice rough with hunger.  Lydia obeyed, parting her lips as the rich, red liquid flowed onto her tongue. But before she could swallow, his mouth was on hers—hot, demanding, merciless.  The wine spilled between them, sliding over her lips, down her chin. But he didn’t stop. He deepened the kiss, his tongue sweeping inside, stealing the taste straight from her mouth, devouring every shaky breath she tried to take.  By the time he pulled away, she was trembling.  His fingers tilted the glass. A slow trickle of wine spilled onto her collarbone, rolling between her breasts, gliding down her stomach.  The moment the first drop touched her skin, his mouth followed.  His lips grazed the delicate curve of her neck before he dragged his tongue along the slick trail of wine, chasing every drop as it slipped between her breasts. His teeth scraped her skin, and before she could react, he latched onto her, sucking deep, his tongue flicking and teasing before his mouth sealed around her hardened peak.  Lydia arched beneath him, her hands fisting into the sheets as heat coiled low in her stomach.  "Nickolas," she gasped, her voice breathless, desperate.  He groaned against her skin, his grip tightening on her waist as he sucked harder, the wet heat of his mouth sending pleasure pulsing through her veins. He alternated between sharp, aching nips and long, slow strokes of his tongue, drawing soft moans from her lips. "Messy," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction as he pulled back just enough to watch her squirm beneath him. His fingers traced the path the wine had taken, slow, possessive.  Then his lips brushed lower, over her navel, his breath a sinful caress against her heated skin.  He smirked against her. "I thought your laughter was the most beautiful sound to my ears…" His fingers slid between her thighs, teasing, coaxing, pushing her to the edge without giving her what she needed.  Then, with a slow, deliberate bite against her inner thigh, he whispered, "Until I heard your moans."  A sharp gasp escaped her lips as he kissed her again, his hands gripping her hips, holding her right where he wanted.  "Nickolas," she whimpered.  He chuckled darkly, his lips trailing back up her body, lingering at her throat before he spoke against her ear. "I could get drunk off you."  Lydia swallowed, her body burning, her thoughts unraveling.  But deep down, she already knew—she was the one drowning. 

Sebagai seorang putri yang tidak dapat menguasai sihir, satu-satunya nilai Putri Daphne bagi kerajaan adalah pernikahan yang telah diatur. Tugasnya sederhana, namun ketika Daphne diculik dan dibawa ke pegunungan dingin Vramid, ia menyadari bahwa ia sudah over her head. Ia pernah mendengar tentang pegunungan terkutuk ini sebelumnya ― medan berbatu, suhu beku, dan tanah ini diperintah oleh seorang pria yang banyak ditakuti orang di benua tersebut. Raja Atticus Heinvres, penguasa haus darah di Utara. Walaupun ia belum pernah bertemu dengannya sebelumnya, cerita tentang kekejaman Raja Atticus tersebar luas. Ada yang mengatakan dia adalah monster, yang lain menyatakan dia adalah iblis itu sendiri, tetapi apapun ceritanya, semua orang tahu tentang pria yang memiliki kekuatan di luar imajinasi siapapun. Dia bisa menggulingkan pasukan dan menghancurkan negara hanya dengan melambai tangannya sekali, didukung oleh apa yang dikabarkan sebagai cincin obsidian terkutuk. Tidak ada seorang pun di luar Vramid yang pernah bertemu raja yang ditakuti itu sebelumnya. Tidak sampai Daphne. Namun, ketika bertemu dengan pria hebat itu, Daphne mengetahui bahwa raja mungkin tidak benar-benar menjadi monster seperti yang diklaim orang lain. Bahkan, apa yang tersembunyi di bawah perisai obsidian itu mungkin saja berlian yang belum dipoles. ― [Petikan] “Sekarang... di mana sebaiknya aku letakkan kalian berdua?” dia bertanya dengan santai, tanpa mengharapkan jawaban. “Sayang sekali aku hanya memiliki satu chandelier.” “Di bawah tempat tidurku? Tidak, tidak, terlalu kotor. Boneka debu kesayanganku tidak pantas mendapat ini,” gumam Atikus pada dirinya sendiri. “Di atas perapian? Bagaimana dengan meja rias? Mungkin jika aku memotong salah satu kepala kalian, aku bisa pasang di atas... Istri, kepala mana yang ingin kamu lihat saat kamu menyisir rambutmu?” “Atikus!” Daphne berteriak. “Aku tidak ingin ada kepala! Lepaskan mereka.” “Baiklah.” Atikus mengangkat bahu, dan menggerakkan jarinya. Ada dua suara retakan yang identik saat kedua leher patah secara bersamaan. Daphne menarik napas, terkejut. Pria ini, suaminya, baru saja membunuh dua orang dengan sekali flick jari, seolah dia sedang memadamkan lilin. “Aku bilang lepaskan mereka!” Daphne berteriak lagi. “Iya, aku telah melepaskan mereka,” kata Atikus. Kemudian, matanya menggelap. “Untuk menerima penghakiman ilahi dari langit.” ― Server Discord: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU

The schizophrenic and bullied middle schooler Lee Jin-woo is about to start high school, but just when he thought his biggest worry would be finding a way to avoid drawing attention to himself, a virus outbreak occurred on the second day, plunging his school into a nightmarish hell, a setting straight out of a zombie thriller movie. However, while he was trapped in this come-to-life zombie horror-flick, not only does he have to think of a way to survive, but he also has to grapple with the fact that this virus outbreak might have been caused by his careless mistake from earlier in the morning. .... A rewrite of 'Apocalypse: Apparently, I Can See Zombies' #Story based in South Korea #Story based on South Korean zombie thrillers #Story best read at night #Story best read in bed #Story has plot twists #Story has irredeemable villains #Story will have heavy character building #Story will be emotional # Enjoy the story :)

Riding a flying sword, drinking wine while holding beauties, fighting against a generation of geniuses for opportunities, Who doesn't like such an Immortal World? But not if you are a mortal who got thrown amidst high level cultivators. And Long Ming felt precisely that. Opening his eyes, Long Ming saw he was in the world of immortals. He got surrounded by beauties and luxuries, but what will happen if everyone knows he is just a weak chicken? No grandpa in a ring nor a mysterious broken sword or inheritance pendant. " Where is my Golden Finger!" Long Ming shouted! At that moment, a panel opened before him. [ Ding! Host get Courting Death System!] [ Ding! Host get Goddess Protecting System!] [ Ding! Host get Scumbag System!] Long Ming then realized he got infinite systems in his disposal!

Luo Chen, the infamous wastrel of the Luo Clan, has one talent: wasting money. But when his reckless spending awakens the Prodigal God System, he discovers a divine cheat—every coin he squanders fuels his cultivation. Now, with a fire-breathing chicken as his only ally and a mountain of debt as his weapon, Chen must spend his way to godhood. But in a world where power is everything, can a prodigal outwit vengeful clans, demonic sects, and his own sister’s wrath?

　　As a melon eater in the new era, Jiang Youtao is like a melon in the melon field. She is there wherever there are melons. So on a thunderstorm night with lightning and rain, she traveled through time and became a poor little girl with the same name in the 1970s. 　　The poor little girl lost her mother at an early age, and her scumbag father remarried. Not only did she not have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, but she also had to do endless housework and endure endless beatings and scolding. 　　The time when Jiang Youtao traveled through time was the moment when the poor scumbag father forced the original owner to go to the countryside to take over his stepbrother's place in order to have someone to take care of him in his old age and to smash a pot after his death. 　　Thinking about the environment of hunger and cold in this era, Jiang Youtao's eyes went dark. In the last second before she lost consciousness, a voice appeared in her mind: 　　[ Ding ~ The melon-eating system is at your service. As long as you complete the melon-eating task, you can exchange it for supplies~~] 　　In order to have enough food and clothes, Jiang Youtao tried hard, so she ran around in the bloody world that was a fusion of many contemporary literatures, either eating melons or on the way to eat melons. 　　A certain educated youth from the same educated youth point traveled through time with space supplies, but ended up being a poverty alleviation stepmother; 　　"The mission is here ~ Watch and mess up the first meeting between the male and female protagonists, and the rewards are: 3 meat buns, 500g beef jerky, 1kg butter melon seeds." 　　A young wife in the village who had just been married for one day woke up and wanted to divorce her husband and marry her ex-husband's uncle; 　　"Ding ~ Watch the famous scene of the heroine getting divorced and applaud in public to receive 5kg of rice, 250g of pork, 5 feet of cloth, and 1kg of salt and pepper melon seeds." 　　The accountant's eldest granddaughter is a well-known lucky bag, while the second granddaughter is a jinx who is plagued by bad luck; 　　"Ding ~ Watch the jinx star commit suicide and help her, and you will get 5kg of white flour, a chicken drumstick, and 1kg of green tea flavored melon seeds." 　　Jiang Youtao enjoyed eating melons, and the melon seeds in her hand kept increasing. She had to go out to sell them. Before she knew it, she had made a fortune by selling melon seeds and became a famous roasted food king after the reform and opening up. The courtyard houses in Beijing and the small houses in Haishi were no longer a dream for her. She could go wherever she wanted. 　　But while she was eating the melon, a figure suddenly appeared beside her. Jiang Youtao reluctantly grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to him: "Big brother, do you want some melon seeds?" ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ One-sentence summary: There are too many melons, and the melon-eating crowd is very busy. Theme: Grow in adversity and strive to face the sun. ♤♤♤♤♤ Brief review of the work: This article has positive values, a fast pace, and never lets up on face-slapping stories, satisfying everyone's appetite for gossip. The author's writing is fluent, and he truly depicts the customs and style of the 1970s. The plot is compact, and it is a masterpiece of the era that is worth reading. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ No. Of Chapters: 183 Chapters ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Alternative Name/s: I Became Rich by Eating Melons in 1970s ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Original Author: Rain Falling on the Curtains (Yǔ luò chuāng lián) ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ nerdygangster14's Note: This book is not mine. All the content are all credited to original author and the publisher of this book where I have read this book. I just want to share this story to you guys cause this book deserved to be publicized and loved by others. I'm a fan of this book and the author of this book.

My first novel yaey (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧ ——— Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow sucked his soul right out and offered him a better life than this. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. He was invited to transmigrate into different realities without any restrictions. It wasn't a Villain system, a Cannon fodder system... it doesn't belong to any category. Just experiencing the worlds should be enough to satisfy it. Furan Shi agreed with one condition. Filter: ‘Animal Characteristics’ System: Are you… sure about this? Furan Shi, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: … you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) What you'll get: ✓An indecisive (and impulsive) MC ✓Raum ✓Spicy chicken story cards ✓Mother's Eye [Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I am sad.] [Yes, the host is always a demihuman, more often than not part animal haha.] [No, the host isn't always an animal demihuman. Could be a stinking goblin if his luck fails him.] [And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] [Might have genderbend later on.. not sure..] I do apologize in advance if this is not your cup of tea. I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed and fast-paced as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... not much face slapping.. ehe..

Kaisha McLarren wasn't the sweet, cheeky girl like before. No. Not anymore when she turned 16. A drastic change turned her life as exciting as it can be. After 3 years of keeping only to herself, her family decided for her to get back out there. To attend the most elite academy in the country for her college years. Sure. She could be surrounded with people again. Good luck with her mood swings, for she could pluck out anyone's head just by her hands, bite anyone's flesh and bone with her teeth, and kick anyone like a pebble just by a single flick of her feet. Yeah. Because to no one's knowledge, this beauty is also the Beast.

The ocean roared, waves surging like beasts, crashing against an ancient throne carved from blue crystal. Noel stood in the midst of the chaos, his heart pounding as voices echoed in his head. A memory surfaced—one not his own yet deeply familiar. He saw a man with a face identical to his, regal and powerful, commanding the seas with a mere flick of his hand. The man turned, his gaze piercing. "The throne of waters belongs to you now," he said, his voice calm yet heavy. "But the cost is your past, your pain, and your fears. Will you take it?" Noel woke up with a jolt, drenched in sweat. His hands trembled as he clutched his chest, struggling to slow his racing heartbeat. It was the same dream again, haunting and vivid. But Noel didn’t know the man or the throne—or why he felt both terrified and drawn to it.

Kaito Amagiri, once a celebrated hero, has been exiled to a cursed forest for the safety of those around him. His overwhelming power made it impossible for him to live in human society without causing chaos—something Kaito himself barely notices. Now, in his secluded forest home, he hopes for nothing more than a slow, peaceful life away from the demands of his former life. But peace is elusive when you’re a hero with too much power. As Kaito tends to his humble garden and enjoys the quiet days, his accidental encounters with the forest's creatures begin to change everything. With a flick of his hand, he defeats monsters without breaking a sweat. Without realizing it, he starts to gain the loyalty of the very creatures he’s unintentionally tamed. What starts as a single house in a cursed forest slowly grows into a thriving village, then a city—and eventually, an empire. Kaito wants nothing to do with power or responsibility, but the forest has other plans. With his calm demeanor and complete lack of ambition, Kaito becomes the ruler of a kingdom he never asked for—one that might just be his unintentional legacy. Will Kaito ever get the peaceful retirement he dreamed of, or will the empire he built, completely by accident, drag him back into a life of responsibility he never wanted?

Faye wakes up in a world she doesn’t recognize, surrounded by strange men—one claiming to be her fiancé, another calling himself her savior, and a short guard offering her popcorn like she’s watching a theater play instead of living in it. The problem? She doesn’t remember anything—not her past, not her kingdom, and certainly not this so-called "future husband." Bom, an eccentric white-haired handsome doctor with a love for chicken , swears he can bring back her memories… for a price . Regis, the intense and brooding king, insists she belongs by his side. But with missing memories, strange magic, and the mystery of her unnatural pink hair, Faye isn’t sure who to trust—or even who she truly is. One thing is certain: if she wants answers, she’ll have to face the forgotten past, an adventure filled with unexpected twists, and maybe even… a dragon? Between chaos, comedy, and a little romance, Faye’s journey to uncover the truth is just beginning. And with Bom and Regis constantly at each other’s throats, one question remains: Will she reclaim her past—or carve out a new destiny?

After heaven fell and hell rose, earth has been changed and now people have been granted powers to protect themselves from the monsters that suddenly appeared. Theodore Greed a kid from the countryside goes to the big city to find his childhood friend who he has a crush on, but he is later been recruited to a government agency called Daybreak:Nightfall. The art for the book cover is not mine. Nor is AI generated, I believe that authors shouldn't use AI at all for book covers. The image that I took is taken from IMDb, in which they probably took this image from the opening theme for "Kekai Sensen" which is called "Hello,World!" by Bump of Chicken The story can technically be counted as an anthology(?), I think that's the right term idk. Every chapter except for the first 3 chapters (that's not the side story) is going to follow the same timeline but will have no impact on the non-existed main story. In other words, I write whatever I want and it can be a slice of life story or be a "action story". The story might shift POVS once in a while, which just means that it’s just a story about [instert character here]. Like since there are multiple teams in the story, I might make side stories about them and will mark the chapters as side stories. Also there won’t be a lot of fight scenes since everyone is way to overpowered and I’m trying to make it a bit slice of life-y. And uploading will be strange or just random since it's just for fun.

25 chapters advance in patreon. After waking up, Steve found himself transported to a parallel world and participating in a celebrity island survival show. He was an outdated young man who had to visit the hospital just to get a broken finger bandaged. With a frail physique, he even fainted from heatstroke as soon as he arrived on the deserted island. With no experience in wilderness survival, Steve worried that he might not make it out alive. But when he saw several bright and attractive female celebrities who would be living with him for the next few months, a childhood dream suddenly resurfaced—he had always wanted to survive in the wilderness and even enjoyed getting bitten by mosquitoes. This is a multi-national celebrity team survival competition featuring weekly challenges, talent shows, eating contests, treasure hunts, battle royales, and even chicken battles. No immortal cultivation. Includes four female celebrities and a system. Read with caution if you mind any of these elements. for more Episodes visit patreon.com/Noan994

Kuma, a 29-year-old homebound programmer and self-proclaimed Otaku, lives a predictable life in the 21st century—until he wakes up in a world that defies logic. One moment, he’s binge-watching his favorite show with a bucket of chicken; the next, he’s stranded in a mysterious cave, clad in animal fur, and staring at a younger version of himself in a reflective stream. This isn’t just any wilderness—it’s a surreal, game-like realm where survival is the only rule. A cryptic menu floats before him, listing missions: Find Water. Build Shelter. Hunt an Animal. Survive. But this is no ordinary game. The stakes are life and death, and the rules are unclear. As Kuma ventures into the unknown, he encounters a world both breathtaking and terrifying. A towering, silver-marked mountain lion guards its territory with primal ferocity. Strange, rabbit-like creatures with glowing eyes dart through the shadows. And the forest itself seems alive, whispering secrets he can’t quite grasp. Armed only with his wits and a rudimentary “Analyze” skill, Kuma must adapt quickly. He forages for berries, crafts makeshift weapons, and sets traps, all while battling hunger, exhaustion, and the ever-present threat of predators. But as he delves deeper, he begins to suspect this isn’t just a game—or even a dream. The world feels too real, too deliberate. What is this place? Who brought him here? And why does it feel like the world is testing him? Lone Survival is a gripping tale of resilience, mystery, and survival. With every step, Kuma uncovers more questions than answers, and the line between reality and illusion blurs. Will he unravel the secrets of this strange world, or will he become just another casualty in its unforgiving landscape? Dive into a story where every decision matters, every encounter could be deadly, and the truth is as elusive as the next sunrise. Welcome to Kuma’s nightmare. Welcome to Lone Survival.