Im Being Raised By The Villains

Did you just imprint on me?! After dying from overwork, Noa ends up possessing the body of Eleanora, the villainess from a novel. Noa simply wants to lead a peaceful life and tries not to interfere with the original story. That is, until a baby dragon that's meant to imprint on the heroine imprints on her instead...

Two powerful families. A decades-old betrayal. One love story that was never meant to happen. Gianna Veymont was born into legacy — smart, stunning, and heiress to one of the wealthiest empires in the country. Tristan Greystorm was bred for power — arrogant, charming, and the crown prince of her family’s sworn enemy. They were raised to hate each other. But fate throws them into the same elite college, where wars are fought not with weapons but with money, status, and pride. A campus full of whispers. A viral scandal. A dance that should’ve meant nothing — but didn’t. As secrets from their family’s past begin to resurface, Gianna and Tristan are pulled into a twisted web of betrayal, buried truths, and a third enemy hiding in plain sight. And when hate starts to blur into something far more dangerous... Will love be their greatest ruin?

MMF Dark Historical Royal Romance: - Princess Aveline Ravelynn of Elaria: I was born with silk in my hair, roses at my feet, and five kingdoms whispering about my beauty. But it was the sixth kingdom—Dravareth Kingdom—one hidden in shadow—that came for me. They slaughtered my groom, burned his castle to the ground, and stole me away. I should fear them. I should hate them. But every time I run, I wonder if I want them to catch me. -King Lucan Velshar: She’s light. Soft, spoiled, and untouched by war. We’ve ruled through fire and steel, never needing anyone but our love to each other. But the moment we saw her… the hunger changed. Now we want her in our palace, in our bed, and in our blood. She’ll learn to love the darkness. She’ll learn to loved us… To need us as much as we need her. -King Rhysand Varynthal: They called us villains. Savages. Monsters. Unnatural when we came in peace to seek her hand for marriage. Let them. Because we don’t take “no” for an answer. And we won’t come to ask again. ——

××× In a world where immortality is the price paid for a great sin, humanity’s cursed few walk the earth—living forever but forever burdened. Though eternal life grants them incredible powers and ageless bodies, it also carries a cruel catch: the only way they can truly die is at the hands of one another. As centuries pass, distrust, hatred, and violence fester among these cursed beings. Our protagonist is one such immortal, haunted by the weight of endless years and the mystery behind their curse. Driven by a desperate need to understand the truth, they embark on a journey to uncover the origins of their sin, the reason for their eternal punishment, and whether redemption—or final death—is even possible. ×××

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’

Vivi - daddy Edgar said that im a fat. Daddy no 1 - who called you fat? No one can call you fat except me Daddy no 2 - I'll make him fat Daddy no 3 - posts on social media and supports his daughter Daddy no 4 - kidnaps him Imagine waking up one day to find your best friend gone without a trace. Then, after six long years, she suddenly reappears, but with a surprising request - to entrust you with her six-year-old child. Confusion sets in. Why would she leave her child with the same people she left behind years ago? Weren't they abandoned for the sake of love? It seems unlikely they'd provide proper care. But wait, why are they seen shopping for baby items? And why are they vying for the child's attention? Welcome to the world of our protagonist, a young girl left in the care of four seemingly unkind "daddies." How does she cope with fathers who can't even tell bedtime stories or appreciate her cuteness? Instead of showering her with love, they label her as fat and ugly, even criticizing her singing. It's a tear-jerking situation. Her solace lies with her loving mommy, grandma Cincha, and her dear classmate, Dicky. But Dicky seems to have vanished after meeting her daddies. Where did he go? In this novel, we delve into the fun rollercoaster of a young girl's life, navigating through ups and downs, affection, and the search for belonging. Join me as we uncover the mysteries surrounding her mother, her distant daddies, and the unexpected bonds. _________ This is a Slice of Life novel without DRAMA only cuteness! No cheating couples, no stepmother-stepsister drama, no faceslapping & no revenge. There would be lovestory of the leads but i wont tell you who is the male lead! This is only for fun reading! An everyday story of a cute baby with 4 daddies. Trust me you will love this!

Roaming Giants as tall as trees, terrifying devils lurking in the seas, soaring across the sky, dragons and ancient winged beasts.Then across the six continents to a summit where the gods meet. Standing before time stained caves and excavating a Primordial's grave, This tale is Unorthodox, wild, and exciting. Just like Avlon, our protagonist.

He was reborn in another world, yet he couldn't remember anything about his past life. He had became a something else, like shadow creature. This world was filled with powers, danger. To be continued.

Who would have thought that your life could change just because you give a bad rating to a game? Kalandra just wanted to vent his frustration because of the disappointing ending of the game he played. He left scathing reviews and ratings, then intended to forget everything. However, fate says otherwise. When he opened his eyes, he was already in the body of Lucian Hale, aka Navien, the antagonist who died at the end of the main story game he played earlier. The Problem? He doesn't know any of the intricacies of this character other than the fact that Navien is the antagonist of the game. Now he has to survive in the game he plays and find a way to avoid a terrible ending by trying to avoid the main story, especially the protagonist! Cover credit:

『I’m terribly sorry…』 A god was suddenly prostrating in front of Kayano Takumi. He was apparently killed by mistake. Moreover, he can’t be reborn again. However, he is able to live in a different world? Then, let’s do that, please. The god made a mistake again and transferred me into a dangerous forest. Seriously, what’s going on? Besides, there are children here. I can’t leave them here, I will take care of them. I am not the true author of this book I am just posting it for myself

In a world rebuilt from ash and war, seven centuries after the fall of the Six kings, the land breathes with uneasy peace—scarred by ancient echoes, ruled by silent gods, and haunted by stories too strange to be myths. Kael, a boy born into comfort and reason, chooses a path few dare walk: the path of an adventurer. Not out of vengeance. Not out of greed. But from an aching hunger—for truth, for meaning, for the whispers that hum beneath the soil and sky. They say the war is long over, but ruins still pulse with corruption, beasts still twist into horrors, and names long erased still echo in forgotten temples. The world he inherits is vast and veiled. Magic exists—but it is not always kind. Divine forces sleep—but their breath still shapes lives. Every mountain has memory. Every silence, a story. As Kael journeys through forgotten cities, ancient dungeons, and the scars of a divine rebellion, he will come to see that the world is not at peace—it is waiting. Waiting for the brave, the foolish, or the fated to awaken what was buried. This is not a tale of destiny. Nor of a hero blessed by gods. This is a journey—a raw, burning journey across a wounded world. Of friendships born in peril. Of mentors with burdens too great for words. Of mysteries that linger just out of reach, always asking more from those who dare seek. In this land, knowledge is sacred, power is a curse, and stories... stories might just be the only true magic left. Step into the Sequence. And remember: the deeper you go, the less of yourself returns.

'Am I hallucinating? Am I dying?' Marx thought. Perhaps he was seeing visions because he was feverish, and his head ached from the contusions he suffered during the crash. He blinked, but the vision was still there. He saw a beautiful woman fully naked on the edge of the other side of the spring. Her slightly wavy hair with the color of copper cascaded freely down her slim waist. She raised her arms and dived cleanly into the water. Marx waited, but after some time, she did not emerge. Marx chuckled. How could a woman be in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?" He heard a growl from behind him, and before he could react, a big tiger pounced on him. The last thing he remembered was seeing four canines closing in and hearing a loud female voice shouting, "Khalil, stop!" … Discover how Amaya, who grew up in the wild, coped with the pressure and challenges of returning to the civilized world. Accompany her on her journey to find love, acceptance, and recognition in the treacherous human world of betrayal and greed. *** The book cover is not mine. It is a photo of one of the most beautiful actresses in my country. *** Jan 2025. I finally had the chance to upload the characters' avatars. I hope you will love Amaya, Marx, and Ibrahim just as I loved bringing them to life.

Keith Rovan, a crazy guy who got transmigrated inside a novel as an extra named Eric Jonas. In the novel, Eric was a child who never received any kind of love or affection from his family because of that, the struggle he had to face are numerous. However, the silent endurance of his hardship, slowly leads him to the edge of suicide as an escape from the cruel world. Who wants to live and die like that character, especially Keith who had an polar opposite character of weak Eric. So eventually, he decides to change the original plot. Not by acting as an angel, instead a devil who lives for his own desires without concerning anything. He never hesitates to dominate over others or eliminate the ones that dare to cross his path. However, his path dramatically leads him towards the future ultimate villain, Abaddon Mir. They are born enemies because of their families, rivals in name, but what crazier is… with time, the rivals are turning into toxic lovers.

Origin being were the ones born within the origin of chaos with consciousness strong as the innate consciousness. They have special powers strong enough to stand above the world and reach the chaos. Every origin being becomes the chaos god when they become the chaos being. They are strong enough that the moment they are born they cannot be attacked by the chaos beings or innate beings or void beings. The moment they are born, they wipe out the existence of beings and live instead of the identity of other beings. Any beings other than the innate beings or chaos being will be modified to let them remember him as the person with the identity. The difference is that while the innate beings have power that is enough to affect the chaos gods when they are born the origin beings can affect the authority of chaos. They are strong and each one is born as different individuals. Some are born as the world while others are born as the living beings or items. This story is the story of how the origin cell being came into being and how he lived his life. His first life was born as a human in an ordinary world and he was named Immanuel. He understood that he was an origin being and his self was different. His consciousness was different and he could not understand the world and its beings. He understood his existence and the all existences and non-existences and he understood the world of the chaos gods. Unlike innate beings the origin beings were not based on templates and each origin beings were unique. He tried to learn about the world and lived countless lives. He understood the world and made many friends. He learnt a lot of ideas and he lived through the life. He knew the truth of the world that nothing ever mattered as he was a god and he could live far above all beings and all worlds yet he chose as such as the gods never interacted with each other. He decided to live as a god among mortals as he had not reached the chaos stage. He liked his life and he will try to become a chaos god and become a god. VOL 2: RISE OF A MECHANICAL MADMAN| In the land where gods choose the priests and the gifts of innate beings are many the wars are many. The mechanical scientist finds that he was blessed and he is happy. He decides to rise to the top and become a god as he yearned to become one among the chaos gods.

After the death of her father, Nadia and her mother move to Alamia for a fresh start. Thereafter, she pushes all boundaries to befriend a loner boy in her class, of whose secret identity she remains unaware of. Would it be a wholesome friendship of a lifetime or would it divulge into something deeper and chaotic like fake dating the mafia's second son? Primarily a heartwarming story of shenanigans, friendship, family and finding home with a dash of spice, drama, murder, mystery, love, loss and woe. —tropes: found family, slow burn, childhood to highschool to college to working life, bickering mains, multiple lead characters, childhood friends to lovers.

He is the legendary king that rules the business empire with formidable power and influence. She is just a normal female student. A deal is made between them—a paper marriage with a validity of four years. Four years later, she turns away from the relationship without a backward glance. At first, she imagines that their worlds will never collide again, but he keeps bearing down on her, occupying her everything as he refuses to let go. Why is he interfering when she gets a bit closer to another man?! "Luo Yibei, we've already split up! We're done! It's over!" “Oh really? Then you'll have to ask for his opinion first.” With that, he pushes a little bun into her arms with an indifferent expression. The adorable little bun looks at her with big, sparkling eyes.

“Shhhh, don’t make a sound, baby.” Her mother’s voice trembled as she knelt before her. Her eyes help an emotion that Clara didn’t quite understand. All she knew was that she needed to listen to mommy. “You need to be very silent baby” Her hand caressed her shoulders; somehow it felt like she was trying to soothe herself and not the little girl. “You’re going to go straight and follow the path daddy showed you,” her mother met her eyes now looking very serious.” Don’t let anyone see you, nobody can see you.” Her face had herded now showing ow imperative it was that she should not be seen. “You can do this for Mommy, right?” The mother was now on the brink of tears. The little girl nodded her head, her big eyes still holding a hint of confusion. She would do as Mommy asked, even if she didn’t know why. Suddenl,y a pair of strong hands lifted her up, her father’s hand, he gave her a tight hug before pushing her into the vent. The last thing she saw was her mother’s trembling smile as mettle began to flow from her mother’s hand and sealed the ventilation shaft permanently. The couple shared a glance before rushing away at inhuman speed. Clara lingered before following the instructions of her mother. That was the last she saw of her parents. She always blames herself for what happened. If only she was strong enough. So she chose to follow her mother’s word She would be silent at least until she was strong, strong enough to avenge them. Till then, she’ll be silent, watching, plotting for the demise of her enemies.  

Raising Whole is a soul-stirring guide to parenting rooted in the deep wisdom of African traditions, especially the Igbo culture, and laced with the tenderness of personal experience. In a world where children are often taught how to succeed but not how to feel safe, loved, and understood, this book is a clarion call to parents, guardians, and caregivers to return to the heart of raising emotionally grounded, confident, and whole children. Through powerful storytelling, African proverbs, and practical insights, Raising Whole explores the essential roles parents play in nurturing trust, love, emotional intelligence, and character in their children. Drawing richly from the author’s own journey, raised by his grandmother in an African village, the book weaves ancestral wisdom with modern parenting truths to help readers reconnect with what truly matters in raising the next generation. Each chapter offers tools for building deeper parent-child relationships, healing generational gaps, and creating homes where children grow not just academically or materially, but emotionally and spiritually. From the power of presence and affirming words to the beauty of boundaries and shared values, Raising Whole teaches that wholeness begins at home. This book is not a set of rules, it is an embrace. A warm reminder that "nwa bu nwa ora" (a child belongs to everyone), and in raising children with intentional love, we also raise families, communities, and nations. Whether you're a new parent, a teacher, a grandparent, or someone seeking to heal your own inner child, Raising Whole will move you, equip you, and remind you of the sacred call to raise children with heart and soul

a boy rencranated as werewolf in strange fantasy world where magic exists . he began long journey of being Alpha though he fought many death battles but he survived them but one day he lost battle and many of his people enslaved by humans after he recovered he invaded humans and he began mission of rescuing his people.

Villains. Villains a character of a story whose evil actions or motives are important to the plot. Important. Villains are important because, if not for the Villains, the Protagonist will never shine. But, here's a important thing. Why Villains always lose and the Protagonist always wins? Simple... because everything is planned.

In a vast multiverse of countless timelines, chaos always lurks at the edge of existence. From collapsing worlds to villains who threaten to rewrite history, the duty of keeping order falls to the Supreme Timeline — the central universe that governs and protects all others. The Time Keeping Agency is its first and last line of defense. Alen Hampson is a junior officer — the lowest rank in the Bureau of Time Police, mocked for having no Emo, the bonded companions that grant agents their power. His assignments? Cleaning up dying timelines, babysitting prehistory, and getting laughed at by higher-ups. It all started with a weird little Emo. Not his. Probably not even an Emo. Sure, it looked cute and harmless—but it could eat bullets. And things far scarier than that. Life was still kind of normal... until it really, really wasn’t. Alen Hampson got assigned a random mission (because, of course, no one else was free), and boom—an accident. When he woke up, he wasn’t Alen anymore. He was… a wiggly smoke ball. With arms. With legs. And a whole team of scientists at TKA Research Lab treating him like he might go nuclear any second. From that day on, the quiet student vanished. And JAKAL was born. A so-called anomaly. A walking mystery. A villain killer. On a mission to uncover the truth behind TKA, and a hidden world of superpowered beings no one talks about. I’m a writer who flows with the chaos—so expect the unexpected, the wild, the strange. Join me. Support the story. Let’s dive into the madness - Aokami (Call me Aki)