Nonsense Clothing

Eun-jae, a sharp-tongued, no-nonsense beta agent codenamed Helix, thought his biggest challenge this year would be surviving another day of chaotic missions—and maybe blowing out birthday candles in peace. But when he's thrust into a high-stakes operation involving Bes Ilay Karpov-Troitsky, a ruthless Russian arms dealer with ties to a deadly organization, his plans for a quiet reunion with his mom in Busan are obliterated. Armed with his razor-sharp instincts and biting wit, Eun-jae must navigate a labyrinth of betrayal, secrets, and danger as he dives into Moscow's criminal underbelly. Can Eun-jae stay one step ahead of the game, or will this mission mark his final act?

Chen Qiu had transmigrated to an Immortal World, where in this world of immortals— there were Heavenly Dao Decrees, a panel-like "Heavenly Pride Leaderboard," and numerous entries. ... Every cultivator, upon breaking through a Great Realm, could obtain an entry. Different entries combined to define the cultivator's limits and directions for development. Some cultivators relied on the entry combination of “Nine Ox Power” + “Hundred Percent Accuracy” + “Ignore Barrier” to marry into the Dragon Clan and became the greatest Beast Master in history. Others relied on the entry combination of “Nonsensical Babble” + “Deceive the Junior, Fool the Senior” + “Martyr's Command,” becoming the greatest State Preceptor in history. Meanwhile, Chen Qiu's first entry, “Rise Through the Ranks,” allowed him to choose one out of three random entries each time he broke through a small realm. From then on... Various entry fusion techniques, astonishing the human world! ... When everyone in this world had a golden finger, it all came down to whose destiny was tougher!

[Invincible Flow] [Nonsensical] [Relaxed Immortal Heroes] The fishing dude never leaves empty-handed! ...... ...... A "bloody case" triggered by a fishing rod Starting with a dog, all companions depend on fishing. Jin Xu, just stepping into the university gates, transmigrated to the Nine Provinces Realm, and was coaxed and deceived by an old Taoist into becoming his disciple. After witnessing the "perils" of this world and confirming that there was no way back, the steady (and cautious) Jin Xu prepared to practice cultivation under his master's protection until he became invincible, then venture out again. Then one morning, he woke up. Where's my master! Jin Xu, now without protection, panicked, so he decided to "risk his life" to find his master to protect himself. After leaving the Taoist temple, Jin Xu muttered, "Are people outside... so easily defeated?"

Reincarnated into his college days. Zhou Yuwen knew the importance of a persona. In this life, Zhou Yuwen's labels were aloof, mature, and exceptionally talented! "I'm quite traditional, I believe that if you're in a relationship, you need to be responsible, so one must be extremely cautious about dating." "Zhou Yuwen, let's get remarried!" "Damn it! Are you poisoned or something? I haven't even been married before!" "Stop talking nonsense! We were married in our last life!" "That was in the past life!" "Remarry!" "Go away! I have a girlfriend!" He fled, she chased! He couldn't escape, even if he had wings!

When Xu Ying woke up in the post-apocalyptic world, she found herself back at eighteen years old in her previous life! Luckily, her portable space was filled with spoils from raiding supermarkets, including clothing, food, shelter, and various weapons and medicines. This made Xu Ying ecstatic. In an era of scarce resources and poverty, she had enough to ensure her family lived a good life. While other families favored sons over daughters, Xu's family had always cherished Xu Ying as their precious jewel. Having squandered a good hand in her previous life, she was determined to do better this time by kicking scumbags to the curb and tearing down the 'green tea' women, all while protecting her family and incidentally snagging the toughest man in the village! Huo Chen had a solitary nature and fearsome appearance, causing children to cry at the sight of him, but Xu Ying, who had honed her skills during the apocalypse, was not afraid of the notoriously fierce man at all. Xu Ying: What do you want to do? We're just partners. Huo Chen: You think you can seduce me and then run? No way.

A blizzard had raged for ten days, with temperatures plummeting to below minus fifty degrees Celsius. Yet, that wasn’t the most terrifying part. The impending disasters of rat plague, extreme heat, drought, acid rain, tornadoes, and other severe weather conditions would follow one after another, each one a veritable hell on earth. Gu Pan was reborn seven days before all these calamities began. At this time, her Space was still with her, her husband was still alive, and she needed to hoard resources like crazy. Food, clothing, shelter, transportation, medicine, weapons, electricity, and all other essentials of life—she had to stockpile enough for the next lifetime. What? The ‘friend’ who had betrayed them in the previous life was also reborn? And they had hoarded a warehouse full of supplies, even more than them? No more nonsense, just take it all into her Space. After the apocalypse began, she and her husband kicked off a spree of zero-cost acquisition. In this life, they would take revenge on their enemies and settle all scores. Those who had hurt them would be repaid double.

Yesterday, she was a career woman struggling in the corporate world, but in the blink of an eye, she had become the legitimate granddaughter of Duke An's Mansion, the first wife of the Imperial Top Scholar...

Forcefully teleporting someone into a deadly game is not a nice thing to do, but now that he is here, and a rich reward has been promised to the survivors, our protagonist must fortify himself, for he has people to find, and a game to survive. At least there's magic, he thinks, as the bloodstains on his clothes vanish.

“Joy is the token of a generous personality. Sometimes it is also a mantle that clothes a life of sacrifice and self-giving. A person who has this gift often reaches high summits. He or she is like the sun in a community.” “Life is a song, sing it. Life is a struggle, accept it.” By mother Teresa, which I know it’s true.

"Ah, Young Master, Cassius?...I'm afraid you'll be dissapointed to hear that he's not available at the moment as he's 'attending' to his adopted mother in her room." Cassius's lovely maid, Isabelle said in a fluster while she heard lewd sounds escape from her Mistress's room. "No, I'm sorry to say that you can't meet Young Master today, since he's 'helping out' his sister-in-law with some 'favours' in her garden." The innocent Isabelle excused herself as she witnessed her lady's flower being picked, instead of the rest of the flowers in the garden. "I hate to say this sir but Young Master, Cassius is currently guiding Miss Knight in the 'ways of the sword', so you can probably only meet him tomorrow." Isabelle once again blocked the guests from entering, knowing that the sword her Young Master was handling could penetrate a body, but could never wound one. "I apologise once again as Young Master is at the Capital right now teaching a class to the female students in the Academy." Isabelle said with her cheeks flushed, already knowing that her master was taking a very 'practical' lesson about human reproduction with the girls in his class. "Oh my! The King wants to meet the Young Master?...Well I guess he'll have to wait since Young Master, Cassius has gone clothes shopping with the Queen." Isabelle lied to the King himself, knowing that her Young Master wasn't shopping for clothes and was actually removing the royal clothes off the Mother of the Country. Excuses...Excuses...The loyal maid, Isabelle had no choice but to make excuses for her Young Master, who was the most talked about and hated noble on the Continent because of his depraved escapades with all sorts of woman ranging from his own Family to Royalty itself and his Tyranical rule over his estate. And to think that not too long ago he was considered a wastrel noble, who was going to drink himself to death one day. ...When did it all begin she wondered as she excitedly walked into his room to get the reward she deserved for being such a loyal made, while someone else made excuses for her this time. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°• [No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - No unnecessary Drama - Incest - Harem - Hardcore Netori - Slice of Life Romance - Demigirls - Elves - Vampires - Beast Girls - Slaves - Royalty - Finally a very competent protagonist]

The beginning of the XVI century. The warrior in the Astrakhan Khanate (his father's fame urged him to become a warrior) is gathering a troop to engage with the Moscow tsar in the war against Lithuania. There are views of the Volga river. There is a lot of authentic national music (Astrakhan, Kazan, Moscow). There are many kinds of authentic weapons and clothes.

just a regular stormy night when ryker woke up with a startled and confused expression while trying to look around only to notice the room is filled with high-end sc-fi equipments, "where am I, am pretty sure this isn't my room ” while trying to remember he noticed a glass panel nearby the couch and was suprised to see himself in different clothes but more future-ristic"well... damn!!"

They called me an abomination. A wolf in sheep's clothing.... A witch gone mad.... But the truth was far more complicated. I was both, and something more. My blood, a potent mixture of witch and werewolf, surged through my veins, a power that terrified and enticed them all. Now, caught between two factions will never let each other have peace, I must choose: succumb to being hunted by both Witches and werewolves, or fight for a future where witches and werewolves can coexist because that's the only way I can get what I want; which is to have a world where anyone else like me don't have to always look over their shoulders. I must achieve that goal, even if it means sacrificing everything, including myself.

Kaoru Kagami, known to his fans as the mysterious Erebus Kyrielight, is one of the manga world's rising stars, crafting epic tales of heroism and despair under the veil of anonymity. But behind his pen name lies a chuunibyo artist who spends more time summoning his "Abyssal Flame Technique" than meeting deadlines. Aya Takahashi, a cold and emotionless manga editor tasked with refining Kaoru's work. Her sharp critiques and no-nonsense attitude clash hilariously with Kaoru's overly dramatic and eccentric personality. Yet beneath her icy exterior lies a secret soft spot for the stories she helps cultivate. As the duo navigate the chaotic world of manga creation complete with tight deadlines, fan expectations, and Kaoru's constant anime-inspired antics they begin to realize that the most compelling stories aren't always found in panels and ink. Sometimes, they're written in the moments shared between an artist and the person who believes in their vision, even when it's hard to say out loud.

In the kingdom of Valnaria, where humans and werewolves coexist, a fragile peace is threatened. A young hybrid finds himself at the center of a deadly struggle for power, where allegiances are tested and secrets are revealed. Standing shrouded in complete darkness, a lone figure stood, blood dripping from his already shredded clothes . His eyes looked different, something felt wrong and even the air around him began to ripple . Piercing red eyes looked at the sight Infront of him , the room slowly dropping in temperature. A low husky voice filtered through the shadows "I will show you the true meaning of fear."

Zhu Kang, a trafficked soul, was captured by an evil organization and was stripped of his real memories. Unaware of the dangers he worked for this evil corporation as a system. One day, all of a sudden, fifteen men dressed in black started a shoot-out killing all the other systems. In desperation, Kang threw himself into a transmigration device that tossed his soul into a random world. "System 202 has escaped.... a-again.....” one of the black-clothed men said. Trembling, he glanced at their team leader. Kai Alden gritted his teeth. “You let him slip away so easily! Send me into that world. I will capture my dear System and bring him back here,”

The world of Gaia was a peaceful one well was is the best way to put it. the eruptides a race was laying dormant under the planets crust they have been awakened by the constant war as well as the biological, radiological and thaumaturgical disasters of humanity the dominant race of the planets surface. after the awakening also known by the humans as the first eruption humanity is at the brink of extinction, and only survives from 12 city's on the continent of salmirove. albert Stewart a human from earth finds himself reincarnated as Alexandrove bellkenin a nobody with only a name and the cloths on his back in the slums of one of the city's. this is his story

Middle grades, no fights, no enemies, no friends. Plain clothes, same coffee order every day....a typical average joe what if a guy like that was transported to lookism

Ryker Hartavia was just an ordinary teen, helping out at his family's restaurant at the beachside town of Greyson Shores. Each passing day was the same as the last; that is, until he suddenly gets sent to a world filled with Immortals and Ancient Martial Arts. Now he's got to find a way back home, with nothing but the clothes on his back and his friend's magical AI to help him along the way. On that note, Ryker may not be so ordinary, after all...

There has to be some kind of universal comedian that has it out for Deiadalma Reign (dee-ah-doll-muh). No, you don't think so? So you have a better explanation on why she would be arriving home just as a group of men are finishing a hit? An explanation maybe on how exactly all of the timing in the world put her and their victim in the same alleyway just moments apart from each other? Clearly, someone in the cosmos saw a part for "unintentional witness" and thought she'd be perfect for the job. The only question now is, if she can somehow figure out a way to convince the leader of that group to see her as an exception to the "no witnesses" rule.

Just a bored author who just writes whatever... Warning: This is just nonsense and trashy things that I write...

In this dark stereotypical world full of hypocrites, there is a 90-95% chance you've already encountered a psychopath when you go out of a crowd in the streets. 60-70% chance you've talked to a psychopath, and 30-40% chance you know a psychopath. Of course, these are just my beliefs... I would like to think of it like this, since... Everyone is a psychopath in their own different ways Even me. Some may think it's disturbing, some may feel it's exciting and interesting, and some would remain neutral and nonchalant about it, thinking it's just some nonsense belief of mine. Honestly, they're right... The neutral ones, I mean. It's just a nonsense belief of mine... But I don't care. It helps me with my job. I'd be able to think rationally. What will a psychopath do? If I was in his position and I'm a psychopath, what would I do? Where would I hide? What would I feel? Using these questions, it allows me to think in their position. It allows me to adapt. Allows me to be me. A psychopath. ———————————————————— THIS IS BL—yaoi(sex involved of course) I know this sounds like some thriller novel, prolly cus it really is and I was planning to make it one, until I realized I can't make some serious shit novel without it being sexual, and romantic… And also this is just a draft, a practice one. This was supposed to be the alternative version of MAMH becuz my sister hates “reborn bullshit” but it instead became a whole new novel. This was a draft long time ago, and because I'm coming out my rut of being a lazy bich with author's block, I will use webnovel once again to practice writing. THIS TIME THOUGH, I WILL NOT DROP IT!!(not like I dropped the others, I just paused and took a hiatus cuz of author's block or becuz I became too conscious) ALSO this is supposed to be cringe cuz I was originally gonna post it on Wattpad, but then I remember I wouldn't be able to go full on bang bang explicit detail on my "scenes" if I were to upload there. I'm using Google doc and myself for any grammatical errors, I tend to get confuse with the pronouns sometimes btw and past and future shit tenses... Anyway, I'm just not really "fluent" fluent at it

Arin, a modern-day museum curator from Tokyo, is inexplicably transported to a mystical prehistoric world, awakening in the body of a young girl in the Silverglade Tribe. Isolated by the impenetrable Mist River, the tribe's once-great power, tied to the mysterious Moonfire Crystal, has dwindled over the ages. As Arin grapples with her new identity, she explores the wonders and dangers of this ancient world, uncovering secrets of the stone age. ------------------------------------------------ Hello guys! Thank you for deciding to check out Echoes of Dusk. After reading for so long I decided to write a story of my own. As of right now I plan to update 3-4 chapters a week and will later increase the frequency. I want to create a story that is thorough with no nonsensical plot so please be patient with me. This will be my first book so be sure to comment and let me know your thoughts.

"Clara, I know you're here somewhere, so come out now and surrender yourself or else I will cut your hands and legs and pull out your intestines before I slith your throat. I know you're still here and their is no where to hide, SO COME OUT!!?" His last words ringed into my ear. I didn't know what to do or how to escape. I was hiding under one of the tables with red large table cloth covering it.

what can we bring ourselves to, just to fulfill our nonsense

In this novel, Jack, once the top student of Greenstone City, is kidnapped by James, the son of a wealthy businessman, then gouge out Jack's eyes, then throws Jack into a river, leaving him for dead. By his will, Jack survives and, through mysterious circumstances, gains a new pair of eyes that can see through anything, even women's clothes. With his newfound ability, Jack embarks on a journey of revenge, creating harem of beautiful women. ---- ** Please do not rate the novel until you have read at least 20 chapters. This includes 5-star ratings. After reading 20 chapters, you are welcome to rate the novel as you see fit. However, please refrain from using any abusive language in your comments. Any comment containing abusive language will be deleted, even if it includes a 5-star rating. ** If there is something you do not like, please mention it. If it is something I can fix, I will do my best to address it. Similarly, if there is something you enjoy, please let me know. ** Feel free to ask questions, and I will do my best to answer them, provided they do not spoil the story.

With sheer cunning, relentless strategies, and a touch of outright manipulation, Nathan had carved a name for himself as a top-tier lobbyist. Cheating the system? Easy. Threatening rivals? Child's play. Life was a carefully calculated game he always won. Until the day fate cheated him. Thrown into another world as Kairen the Third, the youngest prince of the crumbling Sunhaven kingdom, Nathan barely had time to blink before being thrust into chaos. No power, no allies, and, worst of all, a family ready to stab him in the back—literally. "My brothers want to kill me? Fantastic. Love the sibling rivalry." "Neighboring kingdoms planning war? Sure, line up for a beatdown." "Wait… demons exist? Let’s see who’s the real villain here." In a world teetering on the brink of collapse, Kairen must outwit scheming nobles, outmaneuver warring factions, and outclass literal monsters. Armed with his modern mind, a sharp tongue, and absolutely no patience for nonsense, the youngest prince is about to turn this medieval chessboard upside down. Kingdoms will fall. Demons will tremble. And Kairen? He’s just getting started.

My name is Shen Mu, I just turned twenty this year, and I am a heavenly traveler. Two and a half years ago, because I was squatting in the toilet pit playing with my cell phone for too long, when I stood up my legs were numb and unsteady, and I accidentally fell forward. Then accompanied by the sound of the cell phone falling was a burst of heavenly rotation, and came to the sky of this immortal cultivation continent. After that, there was a sound of clothes being torn by a strong force, and my clothes were torn into pieces by an invisible force, even my pants were not left behind. But fortunately, I was falling into a spiritual lake. Unfortunately, there was someone in this spiritual lake, and it was also a stunningly beautiful fairy with an excellent figure. Unfortunately, I only caught a glimpse of her fair face and body, and then I completely fainted. When I woke up again, that fairy used this as a threat to forcefully take me as her disciple. I had no choice but to bow my head to her and agree. Since then, my cultivation life in Wanxiang Peak has thus begun.

In a world of fairies and dragons, Luo Sen is a gambler, a chess piece in the game of greatness. The ten thousand races are at war with the human race for the heavenly panacea. Who will emerge victorious? Follow Luo Sen on his journey to reach the top and conquer everything - life and death are trivial to him, he is indestructible. Secret techniques, self-destruction? Child's play, there are thousands of these techniques in his arsenal; who needs Moses? With a casual move he can split the sea and shatter the heavens. Harem? Double cultivation? N-18 content? From weak to strong, dominator, villain, systems and cheat? Nonsense to him.

On our earth, suddenly swarmed with monsters, the distances between social classes have neared zero, and everyone is fervently questioning, "Who deserves to be saved and who deserves to die?" "Do the rich deserve to live? " Is what a schoolboy said, glaring coldly at another school boy. 'Will I survive this hell hole?' is what Angela asked herself, hearing the boy's question. Wasn't losing her job and money enough? Does she really not even deserve to live this hellish life? Inevitably, there soon will be a new hierarchy. Not only between the awakened and not awakened. Between those who have had mana in thier life even before the arrival of monsters. Those who call this phenomena ARRIVAL OF HELL. Where in this hierarchy will Angela get allocated? "We need to see each other's states window to be able to choose reliable comrades in arm! This way we can..." An insidious person, getting a curse instead of an ability: [Congratulations, you have accrued the name: "The villainess!"] Even if she was them, she too would refuse to be in the same group as someone with a nickname like that and trash abilities like: "leader of villains" or "Part of the wall"... If she is the villainess, there must be a hero and heroin too. Will she survive? #INTROVERT #Villain #Villainess #extrovert #survival #magicalsetting #apocalypse #inhertance #satisfaying #werwolfs #