Worm Scarf

Lin Mu was an orphan living in a country town. Having no knowledge of cultivation, he was a common peasant. This was until he discovered a mysterious ring stuck in a tree. Wearing it, a new world opened up to Lin Mu. The world of cultivation! The ring bestowed Lin Mu with the ability to cultivate while also giving him the ability to manipulate space. Snatching treasures, exploring unknown realms, looting secret grottos, everything was possible with the ring. Witness Lin Mu as he learns his purpose in life, finds his destiny, meets impeccable experts and beings. Watch him as he learns the truth of the cosmos, and becomes its saviour! P.S: Rise of the Worm Sovereign is a prequel to this book. Tags: #weak to strong #Beast taming #Beast companions #Monster Master #World Exploration #NO YOUNG MASTERS #NO HAREM ----- Old Synopsis: Lin Mu was a common boy living in a small town, ostracized by the townsmen because of a mistake he made during the harvest, his house seized to compensate for it. Forced to fend for himself in the outskirts, he finds a rusty ring embedded in the tree where he always used to play as a child. Witness his story as the mysterious rusty ring changes his destiny forever, opening him up to a world he would never have experienced, people he would have never met, and powers he would have never had. Instagram: grand_void_daoist -------------------------------------------- -------------------------------------------- Join the discord-https://discord.gg/VfJFxXnbAE

Upon waking, Jiang Hui found himself to have unbelievably transformed into a willow tree, luckily, he had the Golden Finger by his side. Looking around, he suddenly had a grand dream, that was to create a powerful tribe that could stand the test of time. But what's the story with this Stone Village in the neighboring mountain range? And who is this lad named Shi Hao?! Also, what's the deal with those nine worms dragging a massive bronze coffin?!

The Legend of the Seven Fates… There once was an ancient library filled with all the knowledge in the world. The keepers of that library were the fates.       The fates were named Regalia, Clara, Melodie, Amara, Mia, Desirae, and Gailia. The fates were tasked with knitting scarves for the destiny of all mortals with plain material like wool, cotton, and yarn. One day the fates get an anonymous gift and the youngest fate, Gailia opens it.       Since Gailia is a fabled fate, fearless and immortal, she pulls on the string of the glowing box without caring to read the letter that was sent along with it. Gailia sees a glittering purple silk laying in the box and quickly stops knitting her boring destinies to make her new masterpiece.       As Gailia knits her new scarf Desirae, the sixth fate, takes note and decides she wants a masterpiece too. So Desirae stops knitting her plain cotton destiny and chooses a sparkling sapphire silk instead.      Mia, the fifth fate, walks by while knitting her almost finished yarn scarf and is drawn to a fiery looking carnelian. Mia sits down next to her two sisters and starts to finish this nearly finished scarf with the new and energetic carnelian.      But the fourth fate, Amara, is tired of not getting enough attention as the middle most fate. So Amara plans to knit her next mortal destiny as well as she can manage with a strong deep black diamond silk.       Melodie, the third fate, gasps at her sister’s neglect in knitting mortal destinies and grabs a deep emerald silk to show her older sisters. But the power in the silk overwhelms her and she instead collapses on the ground. Not knowing what else to do she skillfully knits a complex and delicate pattern into her newly acquired powerful jade silk.      Clara, the sixth fate, walks by and notices her sisters knitting something beautiful with a strange new material. Clara knows she’s never seen anything like these materials so she shouts for her eldest sister. Regalia, the oldest, knows what has happened and instantly goes over towards her younger siblings.       Regalia hopes that she can make it in time to stop Clara from falling into this trap as well. But as Regalia bursts into the library her skin turns pale. All of her younger siblings are knitting part of their lives into mortal destinies.  Even Clara is standing a few feet in front of Regalia knitting a destiny out of shining gold and silver. Regalia nods because her sisters have already chosen their paths.      Regalia wakes her sisters and picks up a dull and colorless grey silk that pulses with raw potential. The sisters know their mistake and follow Regalia as they knit a prophecy over top of the silks.       The seven fates knit a faith-filled prophecy out of the stable earthly silk and connect this to a place they call The Tower of Destiny. They write down that one day the chosen will unseal the library of knowledge at the top of The Tower.      They can only hope that whoever does this will be kind enough to revive them so that they can continue knitting mortals in order to save the world. Though as the sisters take their last breath before slumber that can’t help but have faith.

Ethan wakes up expecting to see the walls of a hospital room—only to find a system message blinking in front of him: [Ding! You have killed a green worm] [Ding! Green worm has been added to your summoning list] Anything he kills becomes his to command?! Ethan finds himself in a brand new world filled with magic and power. Awakened with an SSS-ranked class, he rises to power by conquering everything that stands in his path. While other summoners struggle with their dozens, he gathers millions as his army. There is no limit to how much he can grow, but he quickly realizes that forbidden power doesn't come without consequences.

Have you ever wondered what would happen if the pinnacle of a Xianxia Cultivation Story appears in the middle of a post-apocalyptic system and tower climbing setting, without having lost her powers, unrestrained, and invincible? Bing Xue spent eleven thousand years in the world of Murim, ascending to become the pinnacle after countless hardships, blood, and tears, and sacrificing her own humanity in the process. However, she was incapable of ascending into the Immemorial Primordial Void Realm; incapable of escaping the Heavenly Will's influence, she gambled it all on a single decision, escaping into the Outer Cosmos with her last remaining energies. Despite thinking her long journey was coming to an end, a black hole teleports her back to Earth out of nowhere! However, things on her home planet are much different than before. The Tower now exists, connecting Earth with countless other worlds. Monsters come out of Dimensional Gates, threatening humanity, and awakened people named Players climb the Tower in hopes of saving humanity from destruction. After learning that her mother and her sister are still alive, Bing Xue will use the overwhelming and supreme might she has cultivated for eleven thousand years to destroy the tower, slay the gods that govern it, and save Earth from its untimely demise. The System? She will fold it and make a fashionable scarf with it! The Administrators? They might become her new pets. The Monsters? Nothing but ants that die immediately by merely touching her Immortal Aura. The Hunters? If they behave, she might make them her disciples and teach them to cultivate the Heavenly Dao, so they don’t rely too much on the System. The Hostile Players? Just flies she’ll slap to death with a gentle wave of her hands. And the Gods? Merely aperitives for her ever-growing Divinity! During its serialization, this novel will be available for free forever, no premium. However, you can read advanced chapters here: https://www.patreon.com/pancakeswitch Copyright 2023 PancakesWitch. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This novel is also being posted on Scribblehub and Royal Road. If you see it anywhere else, please let me know. Thank you.

When I (Cas, formerly of Earth) transmigrated into this hellscape, I expected magic kung fu and cool sword fights. Instead, I got: Dimensional rifts vomiting out soul-eating squirrels and glaciers that scream. A cultivation system that ranked me “Worse Than Trash Tier.” (Thanks, anonymous ancestor!) The Otherworldly Tourist System, a deranged travel agency that rewards me for “sightseeing” in eldritch hellscapes. (“Take a selfie with that sleeping Lava Worm! 500 TP!”) My vacation package includes: ✔️ Tourist Points to buy god-tier gear (Divine Sunscreen: “Don’t melt, Host!”). ✔️ Gacha spins. (Got a new technique! And a lot of trauma!) ✔️ Sarcastic commentary as I outrun cosmic horrors. (“Host’s survival rate: 2%. Upsell suggestion: Premium Burial Plot™?”) Turns out, Earth’s monsters are just the previews. The System’s hiding cosmic wars, godly realms, and a tiny apocalypse brewing. But who needs answers when you’ve got a five-star review to leave for a screaming glacier? Cultivation. Tourism. Survival. Let’s hope I’m good at two of those.

What if the dead could call? Detective Ava Sinclair thought she’d seen it all—until the phone rang. Nathan Cole, a murder victim from her latest case, is on the other end. His voice is filled with static, fear, and one chilling warning: "You’re next." No call logs. No explanations. Just fear. As Ava investigates, strange events unfold, and she realizes she’s not just chasing a killer—she’s being hunted. The line between reality and nightmare blurs as the shadows close in. Can she uncover the truth before she becomes the next victim? ---

A married woman seeks excitement outside her marriage and challenges her date to wear something interesting, leading to a night of unexpected intimacy and trust. The date is filled with tension and flirtation as they navigate the boundaries of their new dynamic, leading to a night of exploration and trust. The date turns into a night of erotic exploration as they both push their boundaries and test the limits of their trust in each other, with the silk scarf serving as a symbol of their shared secret.

The two men couldn't have looked more out of place on the cold afternoon streets of New Hadepee. The first was a scrawny fellow, no taller than five foot eight, wearing a white shirt marred with ugly reddish-brown stains and a pair of plain tan pants. His companion, by contrast, carried himself with an air of quiet authority—a regal-looking man with a neatly trimmed black beard, wrapped in a great black coat with a red scarf pulled snug around his neck. "I heard the man himself has come back," the one in the stained shirt said, carefully balancing on the curb with his arms outstretched. "Oh? And where did you hear that?" his companion asked, turning his head with amusement to watch the precarious balancing act. "Welp, the sergeant major told me to go down to Olker, so I figured that could only mean he's back," the man in the white shirt replied. "Vistor has close cultural and political ties with the kingdom of Olker. Don't you think it's just a protection job?" the older man in black inquired, a hint of humor in his voice. "Oh, come on, Mang, you know they'd never give someone like me a protection job," the man in the white shirt scoffed, jumping off the curb and spinning around a lamppost. The older man—now known as Mang—came to a halt, reaching into his coat and pulling out an envelope. "Well, Tai, I suppose you're wrong." Mang handed the envelope to him. Tai peeled open the envelope, sliding out the letter and studying it carefully. "Oh wow, so Marlin is marrying the queen of those people?" he asked with a shrug. "She is not a queen. Don't let anyone call her that," Mang snapped. "And if her people weren't so damn difficult, we would have annexed them already." "So we let them succeed but not Gascon? Whose idea was that? They're more like us than those humans are," Tai said, frowning. "Gascon was willing to sell to the Emperor for a small chunk of change," Mang quipped. "The Noctrous family was not." "Ok so what's that matter, all we need is a little persuasion to change their minds? We killed the chief of Gnomandale and sent his stuffed head back to them, then they sold Gnomendale to us. All we need to do to get Olker is beat the hell out of Sylvie and she will sell." Tai folds the letter and places it back into the envelope. "Tai, the people of Vistor don't have the heart to see us beat up the Eladrin people like we did the Gnomes, and plus their Chief tramp Silvye is much too pretty for us to put her head on a stick."  "Welp, it's our loss," Tai muttered, spitting onto the sidewalk. "No, it's not. Not if Chester is back…" Tai frowned. "What's Chester gonna do?" "Last I recall, his fallout with Sylvie wasn't just a petty disagreement. Before he died, he built a fleet of ships and hid them in a cove somewhere. If he wanted revenge, all he'd need is an army." "And who the hell would fight for him?" "The same people who fight for us—the poor." This is a prequel to Then Maker, another story of mine. The writing may feel somewhat outdated compared to my more recent work, but it consists of a series of scenes that occur before the main events of the novel. The description is one of my most recent pieces, which is why it differs in style from the rest of the book.

Reqiel is a sheltered Angel who just wants to live a little, he sweet-talks his way to being allowed to visit Earth and crashes into Andras, a demon on the run. Andras just wants to remain anonymous but the clumsy, bright youth that refuses to leave him won't let him be. Slowly but surely Reqiel worms his way into his heart but it's a love story that's never meant to be. ~*~ The Angels and Demons have always been at war and will always be at war so it was a fated tragedy from the start. Will their love remain strong through the ages as their very nature threatens to tear them apart?

Warning: R-18+ Reverse Harem. Human×Vampire×Werewolf. It began with the moon. No one remembers exactly when it started inching closer. Only that it was subtle at first—a faint red tint across its surface that deepened with each passing year like a malevolent worm creeping in and carried a curse. The tides grew restless, and the night air thickened with a strange, electric weight. Animals became erratic and then humans began to change. Fevers swept through towns, leaving bodies writhing beneath the moonlight. Some recovered. Some died. But when they woke up, those who had survived were no longer humans. Bones twisted and snapped beneath their skin as limbs reshaped. Eyes sharpened with a feral glint. Howls tore from their throats. While others rose cold and still—hearts no longer beating but senses sharpened—the scent of blood became impossible to resist. Predators were awakened by the moon. Vampires and Werewolves. To assert dominance frequent battles ensued. The fight to claim better territorial lands on the earth was inevitable. Predators kill prey, and in their desperation, turn on each other. The rival clans of Bloodfang and Stormclaw would often wage wars with each other. In the center of the endless conflict, few surviving females were caught and met their inevitable end. It was a slow death spiral that quickly turned gruesome and uncontained. And, with a hollow birth rate during wartime, the endless bloodshed inevitably pushed the human population to the brink of extinction. With humanity teetering on the edge of collapse, the wolves and vampires were forced to face an uncomfortable truth: without humans, they too would die out. Out of desperation, a fragile truce was forged. In the year 2174, a three-way pack where wolves, vampires, and humans would coexist. The terms were simple: humans would be protected from unchecked slaughter, and in return, they would serve as the lifeblood needed to sustain both species. It had been a hundred and eighty years since the alliance formed, marking the year 2324. And now, Velvetiana was about to step into their world or rather, she was to step back into the world that had forgotten her. The sole crimson flower of the Corvinus Clan. Determined to live through her university life with a goal to graduate and crawl out from poverty, how will she deal with Blood Cardinals and Werewolf Alphas, who never cease to cause trouble for her like a swarm of frantic bees? The very bees that are out to suck the nectar from her blooming red flowers that is.

Lily flynn a flowerboy that looks a lot like girl and he is a bug lover , introvert . he was having a normal life until he gets infected, the infected ones where people who have mark and got infected by a special worm. that was how he struck his journey for finding the truth about the world , system and Himself with an oracle who was slowly losing herself , a demon_cotracted fighter and half_dead scout and ...

I am Ben Yuan, the driving force behind the world’s most advanced technology company. From aircraft models to track shuttles, from car models to super-intelligent sports cars—I shape the future of transportation. From household products to industrial machinery, from aerospace engineering to the exploration of extraterrestrial planets—my company leaves no frontier untouched. At Astrology, we live by one belief: We are born to create technology. As for me, I have my own philosophy: There are two types of technology in this world—one belongs to others, and the other belongs to me.

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.

Roxie Munoz was reborn. Her past life was a mix of betrayal, tragedy, death and unresolved questions. This life, she was determined to do better. She wanted to repay every thing that had been done to her—both good and evil—while also getting to the end of the strange apocalypse system she had binded with. The apocalypse system hid a deeper conspiracy. Roxie thought she had no time for love but she was wrong. The betrayal she got from her best friend cheating with her boyfriend didn't stop the inevitable. The familiar and amnesiac man she kept seeing in every apocalyptic world found a way to worm his way into her heart.

[An Announcement from the Author: LLL will undergo major reformations! Expect a reboot of this confusing storyline sometime early January! Thank you for all of your support thus far.] Gods rule over the fundamental creations of life. Lords watch and rule over these Gods’ creations. Phos, the Lord of Light, found himself cornered by a sharpshooter in the dead of the night. This unlikely encounter led to destiny. — The marksman needed to kill a kind, beautiful man. From the photos, his target had crystalline orange eyes and glowing silver hair that cascaded down to the floor in waves. But, as with everything, the real man looked far more lucent and stunning. Like a soft light, like the first glimmer on the ocean’s surface as the Sun arose. Before he could raise his sniper’s rifle to extinguish this ray of light, however, the beautiful target pulled out a pistol and shot him straight in the abdomen. “I hope you don’t die. Good day.” With that, he swiftly turned and left, disappearing into the darkness, his long hair bouncing to his every crisp footstep. Leaving behind the confused marksman, who, dazed, clutched his new wound and slumped to the floor. Later on, the marksman managed to act stupid enough to gain his target’s trust. Showing his true colours, he toyed with a lock of his former victim’s hair, which was as silky and soft as he imagined. He held it to his lips, raised a corner of his black turtleneck to show the bulletwound on his abdomen, and whispered in a deep voice: “This wound, how will you repay it?” The original target, who shined like a dim candlelight under the rays of the moon, stretched up his bound arms to the hitman, brought a gentle hand to his skin, covered the wound… and with an unapologetic, professional business smile, he replied: “I’m sorry, are you really sure you have a scar there? How come I don’t see anything?” The marksman: … It’s because you’re covering it. The man he originally had to kill, who wore white silk pyjamas and a flame-like orange scarf every day and who looked like he could fall over with a slight push from the wind, was actually very resistant—and really, really pissed him off. Cover Art: nonsang_08 Upload Schedule: Every 3 days

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

Imagine becoming a god in a world creating you’re on phantheon,A world were you could either become good or evil or rather leave peacefully A world were you have the capabilities to destroy very planets if you reach a certain level A world were you would be able to create anything and everything with the righ materials a A world were you could be any race you want, either a worm or an angel because no matter what race, you can become something greater WELCOME MORTALS AND STEP INTO THE PATH OF GODS THIS IS GOD CRAFT WHERE YOU ARE YOUR OWN GOD PS:The pictures mine

My name is Darren and my life is suffering. As I stared at the dead body of the woman I loved more than anything in the world- For the five-hundredth time in a row. On this battlefield where nothing changed. I knew this. But I would continue to struggle against it. For the five hundredth time, I would try again. I grabbed the bastardized equivalent of a long Bowie knife on the ground. Then I shoved it through my skull. I didn't hesitate this time. I always did, but at this point. Pain was a friend that reminded me I could try again. The tapestry of fate is severed. The mind and will forged of steel begins to transform into an unknown material. Unbreakably solid. Fathomlessly immovable. The impossible strength of mind is beginning to solidify. Another push and the gears of change would start to turn again. --- (*Originally Released by me on Royal Road with the name ZAKarpel.) Enjoy!*) This story is extremely fast paced and there is hidden foreshadowing in every chapter. This is a world where hope goes to die. Or it was until someone decided that his imprisonment was enough, and he needed a successor. However, he is not the hero of this story. A series of tortuous events follow that forge a trio of childhood friends into desperation. A successor is born. The cauldron bubbles. The loop starts Anew. But what is their mentor hiding? Things seem to be shades of grey, but some people are just blackened in pitch to their very soul. How can one defeat a calamity that has eaten and repeatedly returns to eat the skills and abilities of multiple worlds? Do the ends justify the means? Follow Darren as his complicated relationship with both time, space, and his Girlfriends (Yes, two women love him, and they will cut a bitch who tries to join in.) Their adventure across time, eventually space, and multiple realities, as things don't go according to plan for anyone. We will find that even in the darkest pits, the light can be found at the top of the highest tower and the moon can be seen in a darkened night. The climb is long. But Darren, Anna, and Jessa will turn the dark world bright again even as the world tries to drag them down into darkness. --- This is inspired by Re:Zero. Worm. Dragon Ball and Dragon Ball Z. Mother Of Learning and The Perfect Run.  Thank you so much for your inspiration in all of your works, Akira Toriyama you will be missed. Some of my other favorite authors are, Tappei Nagatsuki, Maxime Durand, Domagoj Kurmaić, And Wildbow, My man, Please stop murdering all life on the planet of my entire soul. But yes, Wildbow, you got me into Grimdark and I hate you and love you in equal measure. No, I do not agree that Ward is a thing. --- The planned release schedule Is going to be Bi-Weekly, every Monday and every Friday, but the plans of men are usually derailed by falling rocks, so we might just find out later that my schedule is completely different. Enjoy!!

Lin Wu was a university student that died after having one too many energy drinks and then reincarnated into the body of a worm. He awakens to find out that he now has a system, but even it doesn't have a clear idea of where they are. He comes out of the ground and discoverers that he’s no longer in his previous world but rather in a cultivation world. Witness Lin Wu’s journey as he worms his way to the heavens from a tiny worm crawling in the ground. Credits to: Eijirou Daishin for the art Join the discord- https://discord.gg/fkTbUfBRsH

Lucian Blackwood has always lived in the shadow of his ruthless family, but when he’s disowned and given a chance to reclaim his inheritance, he faces an impossible task: infiltrate the life of Elena Hart, an enigmatic heiress, and destroy her trust. Elena, thrust into the world of power and betrayal after inheriting her late father’s empire, is determined to uncover the truth behind his mysterious death. But as Lucian worms his way into her life under a false identity, he discovers she’s not the naïve target he expected. Torn between his family’s demands and the growing bond with the one woman who can truly see him, Lucian faces a dangerous choice. When secrets unravel, and betrayals cut deep, will Lucian fight for the love that could redeem him, or will the sins of his past consume them both?

When Hobart reached the deepest part of the enigmatic library, he heard the slimy sound of thousands of tendrils brushing against the pages. In this eroded world, humanity lives amidst the remnants of pollution left by the Old Gods. Hobert soon discovered that the library's collection was far beyond what any mortal could withstand: pages from the "Necronomicon" surged with black blood inside a glass jar, the script of the "King in Yellow" grew fungal fuzz on the pages, and even a crimson single eye throbbed in a jar on the forbidden shelves of the seventh section. "Superpowers? Just a side effect of glimpsing the truth." But each superpower gnawed away at his sanity. Crisis followed crisis: the burgeoning tumor library in the subway tunnels, the "Worm Codex" that wrote the fates of the living. When Gu Yuan finally unraveled the deepest mystery, he was met with the awakening of R'lyeh from light-years away. "Welcome home," echoed three hundred voices across the library's dome, as the shelves began to seep seawater, and all the books flipped their pages simultaneously, producing a sound no human vocal cords could make... Now, the closing bell has rung. You hear a knocking from the depths of the ocean, where the Old Ones dwell.

Deep in the colonized fringe of Rigel-4, a disgraced mech cadet becomes the galaxy's deadliest bargaining chip. Kyle Rayne trades his rust-stained wrench for an M-49 ballistics rifle—and a Silver Core neural implant corroding his sanity. But when an armored horde of flesh-devouring Void Worms obliterates his battalion, Kyle uncovers the Dominion’s pact with four cosmic monstrosities feeding on human psionic essence: the Spiritweb Cultivator, Stellar Abyss Devourer, Desire Forge Mech-Spirit, and Shadowghost Wraith. To survive, he must pilot a derelict Titan siege mech hardwired to his dead mother’s DNA—and dismantle an empire selling soldiers as living chaff to alien gods.

An undead Rabbit, a robot in his head, a guy with vines, a bird girl and a nervous wreck of a centipede? Why do I have to write about them? Huh? I get to be in the story? Uhm... Hey, you. Read Rabbit's Foot. Featuring The best Character ever written in the world: Ra- I mean, This story is pretty 'great'. What do you mean "write a plot summary"? I think I did pretty good. Okay, okay. It's about this guy and he collects hearts. there. Done. Huh? Oh yeah, this book is pretty mediocre, so don't expect much. Buuut Fanservice, right? Wait, was I not supposed to say that? Then tell me that before I say it! Mollia, you frustrate me. What's a good way to get people to read this... Oh, we've got lgbtq+ representation! Yeah. Beat that... Huh? That doesn't automatically make something good? Then... Then why did I write this? Because I had nothing else to do? Fair... I should have done a harem... Rabbit's Foot part 40: Harem Hare. Boom. I'll sell millions. Do harems even sell still? ...You don't know either, do you? I knew you didn't know everything. Ha, in your face... What? I am not- Mollia, I swear if you... Okay, since I'm not allowed to ramble on anymore, I should now mention that I have this thing called a disconnect. Huh? Discord? I don't care how it's spelt! Hang on... Okay, the link is this; https://discord.gg/nW6CfvDe ______________________________________________________________________ (Non Canon Now (yay)) A Chain loving Demon, a Size altering dragon, a Bio weapon with a mimic for a scarf and the Four Horsemen? Huh? I'm not in this part? What, I'm only a cameo appearance!? Oh screw this, I wanna speak to my manager. Huh? I'll get kicked out if I don't do this thing? Fine... Hey you, Reader. It's me, the best character from the last part. I'm sure you're wondering "Rat, why O why aren't you in this part?" Then read Heartbreak Hero first, dummy. But Anyway, the story ain't finished. Not until I deem it is, anyway. This is Rabbit's Foot: Devilish Deals. The one were Panila finally learns to- Huh? That's a spoiler? Are they even gonna read that far? To be fair- Mollia, just let me speak! Fine, fine. Feel free to read, or not. I don't care. At this point it's to stop the madness of- I can't even talk about that? See, look at the witty banter I have with myself. I truly am the next Lenard Divinski. Huh? The guy's a painter? I... I said it wrong? Well whatever one starred in the Matrix movies. I'm the next guy in the Matrix. Well, rat-girl. But hey-ho. Oh yeah, we reached 100 chapters a bit ago... That's it. Hey, can I spoil my entire story in this? Wait I can just do that? Oh hells yeah. Alright, so #### gets with ##### at the end... Did you really censor me? I can't have anything... I'm not just a cameo... I'm more than you. Two Becomes One | One Was Two ___________________________________ [So long awaited update for the series... I'm done with Devilish Deals. Well, this version at least. Much like every good comic book that sinks below expectation after awhile, it's time for a.... wait for it... Reboot (yay). But yeah, Rabbit's foot: Devilish deals is a done deal. Hehe. Well, not exactly done. So basically a Sequel. Because It's pretty obvious a fumbled this fifty or so chapters. So thanks for the support on Heartbreak Hero and hopefully see you at the next book!]

Regressia, a world where humans, elves, faes, dwarves, and sirens exist, was thrown to chaos with the appearance of outer world portals called "Worms", polluting the world with beings from the After Realm called the Damned. To stop it, a "Promised One" was prophesied, who will bring peace to the world and stop the evil. However, 3,000 years have passed since the prophecy was told. People have considered it a myth. That is, until a young boy was found. ************ [The picture is from Pinterest. I just edited it. It is not mine. All credits go to the artist.] [UPDATE: According to my availability] PS: please bear with the grammatical errors, my first language is not English

Transmigration and beastmen story. Struggling to deflect the Murim cultivators hot on her heels, Cheon Soo-yeon, who was an S-rank hunter, and sole apostle of the Heavenly Demon constellation, had no choice but to jump into an unexplored abysmal space. However, instead of falling into a pit, the heavily injured lass finds herself landing on the nest of a mythical beast called vermillion bird. Scared stiff, the girl starts to question her life, if it was her retribution eating too much fried chicken. "Why is... there a flaming chicken the size of a building here?!" "Am I gonna be a samgyupsal after surviving a horde of Murim bastards?" Had she known this would happen, she would've endured eating carrots and cabages, opting for a vegetarian life! "Kyuu~" "Huh?" A soft chirp from the dumb-looking newborn chicks made her shudder. "Hey! S... Stop drooling while looking at me! If you're hungry call your mother. Guys, I'm not a worm for a bird feed. Hello? Hello?!"

tells the story of Rover Averway, a high school boy in a difficult situation. Indeed, the world he knew has been destroyed, replaced by a chaotic place, where walking corpses live and many nonsensical monsters begin to destroy human civilization. Will humans be able to survive the various nonsensical things or vice versa?

25th century prodigy Xiao Wushuang was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend and sister, but woke up again to find herself reincarnated as a farmgirl and equipped with a spatial pocket with a luck stat. No longer a technocrat, she decided to change her lifestyle to become a hunter, a farmer and a humble merchant. Any crop she farmed would be approved with double A-grade, popularity guaranteed. She reared a worm, and it soon opened new routes for the village. She started a company, and it became the largest global conglomerate for farm produce. With that, the village somehow managed to get a cut. Just as she ventured further on the path of riches, a child came out of nowhere, hugging her leg and crying, "Mommy, don't you love me anymore?" Xiao Jinli was left staring at him, dumbstruck, "You got the wrong woman, kid. I'm not your mommy!" "I don't care! You're the most beautiful woman, that makes you mommy!" Exasperated, she took the boy home, and thus the unmarried village treasure became an unmarried mother… until a handsome man arrived, "I've finally found you!" This is the legendary tale of a farmgirl with a spatial pocket, leading the village to the top of the world!