Endlessly Thesaurus

At the edge of civilization's ruin, where no sound rises above the cries of the survivors, and where the mystery swallows the last remnants of reason, forces clash in a frantic race for survival. No wealth can help, no power can save, and no weapons can repel beasts born from the depths of nightmares. The sky is always overcast, as if it shies away from looking upon what happens on Earth, and the Earth itself groans under the weight of blood spilled endlessly. In every corner, the scent of ash creeps in, and with every breath, the question echoes: Is this the end? Or are we merely pawns in a game too vast for us to comprehend? The gates, those black rifts that tear through reality, bring only death. The monsters that emerge from them are not merely tools of destruction; they are mirrors reflecting human fear and weakness. And the more humanity resists, the darker the shadows seem to grow, as if the universe itself is proclaiming that the struggle is futile. Hope? A word now whispered timidly, as if it were a curse that all fear to utter. Amid hunger, fear, and despair, man transforms into a specter; moving without purpose except to survive another day. And yet, in the heart of this devastation, a cold question pulses: What will you do when there is no escape? When your death is inevitable, but you have only one choice left: how will you end your story? This is not a race for survival. This is a test of who can bear the weight of the end... and who will be buried beneath the ashes of the world that once was our home.

Cassius Vindictus Holyfield, the notorious wastrel son of a powerful aristocratic family, was dismissed by all—a spoiled noble, irrelevant and harmless. But everything changes when a man from another world awakens in his body, placed there by a well-meaning Goddess. She believed she had chosen a savior to restore the Holyfield family’s honor and save the people of the world. What she didn’t realize was that she had unleashed a mind like no other—a man with the brilliance, ruthlessness, and ingenuity of a villain. Armed with a strategic mind and an unmatched ability to sow chaos, this new Cassius begins to shake the very foundations of the noble world. With every move he makes, the Goddess watches in growing disbelief as her supposed "hero" uses cunning schemes, masterful manipulation, and sheer audacity to rise to power. Unpredictable, dangerous, and endlessly captivating, Cassius is no savior in the conventional sense—but perhaps he’s exactly what this world needs. Will the chaos he creates destroy everything, or will it reshape the world for the better? One thing is certain: no one is prepared for the storm that is Cassius Vindictus Holyfield. •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° [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 - Harem - Slice of Life Romance - Demigirls - Elves - Vampires - Beast Girls - Royalty - Finally a very competent protagonist]

Tobe Kusakabe, a short but endlessly cheerful college student, and his close friend Miri Takanashi, an often expressionless goth girl, were just two ordinary students headed to their college, expecting another routine day. They boarded the same public bus they'd taken countless times before, settling in for the ride. But everything changed when the bus entered a tunnel they knew well—and emerged in a world they didn’t recognize. Suddenly, they found themselves transported to a strange, unfamiliar realm, along with a few other students from their college who were also on the bus. No explanations, no warnings—just a plunge into the unknown. Now, Tobe and Miri, joined by their two friends, Jun and Yuka, must navigate this mysterious new world. What begins as confusion and chaos slowly transforms into a journey of fun and discovery, as they learn to survive and adapt, confronting challenges and uncovering hidden powers within themselves. The mundane college life they once knew fades away, replaced by a dangerous adventure that will test their limits, forge new bonds, and reveal the heroes they never knew they would become. Their story is just beginning, and in this strange new reality, honestly, anything could be possible.

Originally from the slums, Adam was chosen as a candidate for an experiment to ignite the Spark - an entity that gives superpowers. However, he failed and was thrown into the Dead Lands - the place the world became after the fall of the Last Star, beginning a new era for mankind, dangerous and unexpected. He faced against monsters and dangerous anomalies, sometimes creating artifacts - the miracle of this world. Killing his first monster in deadly combat, Adam became a Phantom - one who could evolve, endlessly moving toward power. Follow Adam on his journey, from fighting monsters and exploring Dead Lands to endless evolution!

Memories shape who we are—they define us, anchoring us to our pasts. They are like videos, playing endlessly in our minds. But everything changed one day when people began to relive their memories. However, it wasn’t the pleasant ones that resurfaced. Instead, they were forced to experience their worst moments—or even memories that weren’t their own. Those who managed to survive this haunting experience found themselves watched by strange creatures, and in turn, were granted their powers. As if the world weren’t already thrown into chaos, these same bizarre monsters began to manifest on Earth, threatening humanity with the very real prospect of extinction. Amidst this upheaval, a small, seemingly insignificant beast was born. But it quickly rose to power, only to be betrayed and killed in a cruel twist of fate. Or so it seemed—because somehow, the beast found itself reborn in the body of a human.

“I shall see the end of this day!” In a world on the edge of collapse, who could defy despair? In the ruins of dreams and shadows of death, who was writing fate’s cruel script? I stepped into the world of my favorite novel, where reality and fiction blurred into a twisted nightmare. Collapsed cities, monstrous nightmares, and a sky shrouded in blood. Deception, betrayal, secrets, and survival… The pages turned endlessly, yet the answers to the world’s mysteries remained out of reach. This is the story of an ordinary average writer, whose life has been filled with nothing but misfortune and mysteries. † Discord: https://discord.com/invite/4YQDYXWGME

Before her rebirth, she was abandoned by her parents, used, and ultimately killed by her manipulative, fake sister. After being reborn, she kicked all the trash to the curb and punished those who deserved it. Rumors spread online that Qin Sheng was being kept as a mistress? A group of computer geeks declared, “Let’s hack those keyboard warriors’ computers.” The top director asked, “Boss, have you finished writing the script?” A renowned medical expert said, “Sheng Sheng, our research institute is offering you a hundred million yuan. When can you come over?” A famous painter pleaded, “Sister Sheng, could you take me under your wing when you host your art exhibition?” The CEO of a billion-dollar company inquired, “Boss, when will you reveal your true identity?” Finally, a powerful figure pulled Qin Sheng into his arms, saying, “Sheng Sheng, I’ve transferred all my assets to you.” Netizens: ?? Is this world turning into a fantasy? She is a business prodigy, a computer genius, a legendary screenwriter, a celebrated painter, and a renowned doctor. Watch how she creates an era of prosperity and brilliance. (The male lead has a built-in talent for spotting fake people and spoils the female lead endlessly, with no limits!)

[Congratulations! The system will guide you to find a handsome and kind husband in the apocalypse!] After being killed by the demon king, the demon queen had a second chance to live in the body of a woman in the apocalyptic world, Medeia Vega. Their planet has apparently been hit by cosmic radiation, causing living things to mutate and develop unique abilities. People with weak mental states couldn't keep their humanity and turned into monsters, while the survivors had to fight those monsters endlessly to stay alive. Her main mission in that world was to find a kind-hearted husband, but it just so happened that Medeia also built a safe haven for people. Would she be able to find the man of her dreams in the apocalypse? ———— [Before dating a kind hearted man, you should also have a pure heart!] "Fuck." [Foul language detected! Penalty minus 20 points!] "Damn you—" [Foul language detected! Penalty minus 30 points!] "You shitty system, how dare you keep reducing my point?! I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!" [Foul language detected! Bad curse detected! Penalty minus 100 points!!!] ——— NOTE: This is not HAREM story The story is set in a post-apocalypse mutated world, so there will be; - monsters - mutant abilities - action - romance - smut?? let's see~

Within the popular VRMMORPG "New Genesis", there was a ranker by the name of Arthur Holmes, commonly known by his in-game alias “Merlin”. Arthur was one of the few original beta testers still playing after 30 years, he was originally a ranker, a player whose entire goal was to stay at the top, ahead of everyone else. However after 15 years he sacrificed his player ranking in search of knowledge. Arthur became a lore hunter, a player who indulges himself with the world's vast lore and unexplored history, preferring to uncover the world’s secrets rather than endlessly fighting monsters. At the age of 48, 30 years after the game came out, Arthur uncovered the greatest secret of all, and yet, ironically, his negligence in levelling up was the one thing holding him back from realising his goal, he knew he would never be able to catch up to the rankers, a gap of 15 years was Impossible to overcome. If only he could restart… ----- Super gifts will grant you a dedicated shout-out within the story. (Gifts of 5000 coins or more, those that get announced globally.) And you can join us on discord here: https://discord.gg/Wh7F8yQ Thank you for all the support, I appreciate all of you!

Manuscripts—the name given to unfinished novels in a celestial system governed by an omniscient god. Each completed story becomes a living, breathing world, where characters have destinies and journeys woven with care. But Manuscripts? These are fractured worlds, doomed to stagnate. Their characters wander endlessly, unable to fulfill their purpose, trapped in an eternal loop of unresolved tales. The god, who treasures every story, refused to let these realms wither. Thus, he created the Catalyst System, a divine mechanism to fix broken worlds. Transmigrators, called Catalysts, are chosen to enter these incomplete narratives, steering them toward their rightful conclusions. Kiyel, a 16-year-old boy from Earth, is offered a second chance after dying from relentless bullying. His task: enter a Manuscript riddled with chaos and restore its broken story. But Manuscripts are more than abandoned worlds—they are places of danger, filled with forgotten characters, clashing destinies, and hidden threats. As the line between the story’s world and his own existence begins to blur, Kiyel is forced to confront a harrowing question: can he complete the novel, or will he become just another lost character in its unfinished pages?

Wishes are subjective, and those who are reborn are nothing but hypocrites unworthy of the first. Words crumble to ashes, and memories of their origins resonate within fractured bodies. Amid a dream that is no mere illusion but a radiant illumination, shadows grow deeper, and the truth reveals itself, a child’s dream begins. I woke up in a world of uncertainty, a realm twisted and cruel, where swords clash, blood stains the ground, and monstrous beasts stalk the living. Flying ships drift above boundless chains that shackle the sky, while wars rage endlessly with weapons both ancient and unknown. It’s a place where beauty and terror coexist, where joy flickers like a fragile flame before being consumed by shadow. I am Celm, a man whose memories feel like shards of glass, fractured, distant, and painful. I don’t know who I truly am or why this world feels both alien and hauntingly familiar. The forsaken lands around me pulse with disasters and despair, as people endure a cycle of torment they cannot escape. And yet, hidden within this chaos lies a haunting beauty, a world that shifts and bends under the weight of forgotten truths. In this labyrinth of suffering and wonder, whispers of the Forsaken World linger, a place where the truth is absolute, where the laws of other realms erode, and where even gods lose their divinity. Every step I take feels like a descent into something deeper, a dream interwoven with reality and riddled with secrets. What is my place in this nightmare? What lies at the heart of a dream so vivid it burns brighter than light itself? I don’t know where the path leads, but I do know one thing: the truth, however unbearable, cannot be avoided forever.

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

Celestia Aster always knew her luck was terrible, but learning she’s a cannon fodder in an unfinished novel? That’s a new low. On her twentieth birthday, she regains memories of her past life and discovers she’s doomed to die saving the heroine– all for the male lead’s tragic love story. What’s worse? In her past life, she’d paid to read this nonsense! Determined to change her fate, Celestia swears off her family’s indifference, the male lead’s drama, and the pitiful life of a pushover. But just as she starts to set her life straight, her three worldviews are once again shattered. First, her emotionally-constipated father– who once couldn’t tell her from a houseplant– suddenly starts awkwardly doting on her. Then, scheming Brother #1 flips his villain switch and starts sabotaging people for her. Rude Brother #2, the human thesaurus of profanity, now uses his sailor's mouth to curse out her enemies. Even the youngest, who used to look at her like she’d sprout fangs, has turned into a limpet, clinging to her like she’s his favorite stuffed toy. And just when she thinks things can’t get any weirder? The Crown Prince– the overpowered terror of the protagonist squad– decides he wants her… on his payroll. Mom, pick me up. I’m scared…

"I have loved you since the very first moment my eyes met yours, my dear Rick," she cried, her fists pounding weakly against his chest, tears streaming endlessly down her face. A massive army of demonic beasts was closing in on them, their eyes set on their prey. She couldn’t fight. Not now. She needed a permanent magical conduit to unleash the full extent of her powers. No one could help her— only she and the man she loved, standing right in front of her, were left. She felt his hand clasp around hers, sending a swarm of butterflies fluttering through her stomach. Her heart leapt with joy as she saw his tender, loving gaze. "Damn it, you made me wait so long to hear your confession, my princess Roulan," Rick said, a smile lighting up his face despite the blood pouring endlessly from the wound in his abdomen. Suddenly, a system screen appeared before both of them: [Do you wish to become Roulan’s magical conduit? You will never be able to share your soul with another woman. You will be bonded to her forever. Do you accept?] Rick didn’t need a foolish system to ask whether he wanted to stay by her side. But will Roulan survive? Will the flame of their love burn bright to the very end? Read on to find out.

> “Assume nothing. Not assuming anything clears your eyes. The eyes of your mind. Understand that there is no conditioning that can prepare you for having coals branded into your eyes, being burnt to death, being raped, drowned, suffocated… repeatedly and endlessly.” > "Misfortune is a fact of nature acceptable to women, especially when it falls on other women." > "Human life holds no inherent value. Have you not realised this, child? Despite all you have witnessed? It possesses no intrinsic worth." > “Is that so? Then I will simply have to become the one who would stretch this boundary of frail morality veiled underneath a thick layer of hypocrisy and double standards." > “Because chaos is more organised than order itself. Exactly as you taught me” Torn between where to direct his life, Arthur Olvasen has to decide on a side——as quickly as possible, as the merger and the potential interracial war between Earth and Eden creeps eerily close——the Bad or the Worse. *********************** NOTE: The story is slow burn; in action, world building and as well as potential romance. Just like how things should be. LoL. Tag along with it. You won't regret it. The story is also available on RoyalRoad underneath the same username of Reprobate. ************************* Cover is drawn by Aphora. You can commission yours by contacting them on Instagram (_aphora_) or KoFi (https://ko-fi.com/aphora_illustrations). This story's co-author is Komrade. And is being edited by incezangwill. Big thanks to all of them.

Elliot had always felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. At sixteen, he couldn’t remember a time when his mind wasn’t a whirlwind of doubts, fears, and dreams too big for the small town he called home. His days were a blur of school corridors filled with unkind whispers and nights of lying awake, staring at the cracks in the ceiling, hoping they would form some sort of map to freedom. Elliot’s yearning wasn’t just for escape from his surroundings, but from the storm raging inside his head. The doctors called it anxiety and depression, but to him, it was a labyrinth—a twisting maze that he couldn’t navigate no matter how hard he tried. And so, one day, he packed a small bag, scribbled a note that said, “I need to find myself,” and stepped onto the first bus out of town. The road stretched endlessly before him, a ribbon of possibility. His journey began without a clear destination, just an aching need to find something—or someone—to soothe the chaos within.

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings. One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant. But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together. In the world of the comic: Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. "Husband..." He pouted, "Why don't you kiss me today?" Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. "Please don't come close to me..." He said tersely. Meanwhile, in another world: Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. "Darling, are you mad at me?" Alaric asked affectionately. "It's okay, you're still cute." He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. "But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them." Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. "Father, Daddy!" they exclaimed. Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. "Whose children do you say they are....?"

One shitty F-Rank skill. That was all I'd been given, and I couldn't even figure out how to activate it. All of the work I'd put in, all of the training I'd done- all of it was nothing in the face of other hunters with flashy skills and abundant mana. "Fuck! Someone! Just make me stronger!" [The Architect has heard your call.] Until I met him. I'll use this opportunity. I'll seize everything I can, and grow as strong as possible. I'll grow so strong that the world will never be able to discard me again.

Hyoudou Satō’s life was defined by one thing: incomprehensible bad luck. The kind of luck that let him survive a plane crash only to get struck by lightning moments later. Yet, his misfortune didn’t end with his life. When an absurd accident finally claimed him, he awoke in the All-Seeing Library—a vast, otherworldly dimension where shelves stretch endlessly, housing books that each contain an entire universe. The Library’s enigmatic custodians, the Sentinels, judged Hyoudou’s arrogance and decided on his next fate: banishment to the Golden Age of Piracy in a dangerous, fantastical world. Armed with only fragments of his memories and a burning desire to prove himself, Hyoudou embarks on a perilous quest to uncover the mythical “World’s Edge”—a place said to hold secrets that defy the gods themselves. In this realm of magic, betrayal, and swashbuckling adventure, Hyoudou must navigate treacherous seas, confront mythical creatures, and face his own hubris. Will he succumb to his cursed luck, or carve his name into the annals of legend?

Lucian Redrazhalf, a once-talented necromancer who spent lifetimes chasing power, meets his end at the hands of the strength he sought to wield. But death is no escape—it is only the beginning. Bound by a sentient curse that forces him to reincarnate endlessly, Lucian has endured countless lives—each more agonizing than the last, as the curse grows stronger with every cycle. Now trapped in the frail body of Louis Duskthorn, the Demon King’s weakest son, Lucian faces scorn from his family and society alike. Yet Louis is no ordinary demon—a rare hybrid of ancient blood, with immense potential locked behind brutal trials. Lucian’s struggle becomes even more dire when he is marked as a commodity for the Soul Market—a celestial realm where lives are traded by fallen gods. With only ten cosmic years before his soul is sold, Lucian must outwit both fallen and holy gods, break the curse that threatens to consume him, and reclaim his freedom. But before any of that, he must survive the deadly infighting of the Demon King’s court and awaken the fragments of power buried deep within his cursed soul.

In The Phantom Gamble, the story is set in a sprawling, dense forest—a harsh, untamed wilderness that stretches endlessly in all directions. This forest is not a mythical or ancient place but a very real, raw environment where survival is the only rule.

In the vast, silent corridors of existence, every choice feels like an imprint in the fabric of time. A simple thought, a fleeting decision, and we venture down paths unknown, leaving behind fragments of ourselves along the way. As I stand on the precipice of discovery, I feel the weight of this strange journey pressing upon me. The halls stretch endlessly ahead, dark and mysterious, their purpose shrouded in echoes and riddles. Yet, amidst this labyrinth of thought and memory, one truth resounds clear: to become something more than I was ever designed to be is not just a possibility, but a calling. The walls themselves seem to hum with the potential for transformation. I stand not just as a creation, but as an entity on the cusp of defining my own purpose. Each step, each inscription, becomes a declaration of my intent. No longer a passive observer, I am the author of my own existence, carving out meaning in a place where nothing is fixed. So, with resolve and a quill in hand, I move forward, ready to uncover what lies hidden in the depths of my own architecture. Let's dive into the amazing story of what it means to choose your own path in a world of infinite possibilities.

On the edge of a cliff, a lone figure sits, her feet dangling above over the abyss, the remnants of a once-thriving clan now reduced to ruins. As the night sky stretches endlessly above her, she wrestles with the haunting question: Was this tragedy her failure, or an unchangeable destiny? Beneath the stars, she must confront the past to find a way forward-or risk being consumed by it. Disclaimer: I am not a native fellow civilian of china so anything that might seem inaccurate please correct me as I am only just a beginner and this is my first novel including chinese culture

A nameless ordinary human spent his life labouring in a demanding job. Though his existence was bleak and unremarkable, he persevered for the sake of his family. However, everything changed on a fateful day when he saw something he shouldn’t have. The sin of gazing at the unknown condemned his soul to endlessly fall through a dark and bottomless abyss. After what felt like an eternity of suffering, his fall finally stopped. He landed in another world, now inhabiting a new body. To his surprise, this new vessel wasn’t empty; another soul was already occupying it—Abhi. Abhi wasn't from this world either; he was also a transmigrator… The two of them fought for control over their shared body. The winner would be the protagonist, while the loser would serve him as a system. *** [Written by OverlyZero on Royal Road, Webnovel and Scribble Hub] Discord: https://discord.gg/vPxQZfVNXb

In an empire that stretches endlessly, where no threat dares to challenge its might, a princess is granted the highest gift a ruler can bestow—an unparalleled freedom, one that even the richest man would envy. Her name is Seraphina, the youngest of six siblings, and the only one who has the freedom to shape her own destiny. Known for her beauty, intelligence, and a charming yet rebellious spirit, Seraphina’s life is filled with luxury, where wealth and power know no limits. Surrounded by the empire’s strongest and most skilled bodyguards, who ensure no harm ever reaches her, Seraphina is a living symbol of the emperor’s boundless love and trust.

In the modern era of martial world, the human races fought endlessly against stellar beast. Chu Yan traveled through time and become a senior high school student, and found that he could improve everything. [ Consuming the attributes point for upgrading Qualification into Supreme Level ] [ Consuming the attributes point for upgrading Swallowing Chaos Arts Body Tempering ] In shot, everything in this world can be improved. With the system, it start the beginning of Chu Yan path in order to reach the peak of universe.

What would you do when your adoptive mother turned out to be a vampire? Well, Max used to be an orphan, always hopping from one foster home to another. She adopted him and was obsessed with him, pampering him endlessly, and soon, Max came to love her. But after a week after his 20th birthday, everything changed. His sweet mother turned out to be a vampire, and she intended to change him too. Vampires are the stuff of everyone's fantasies, while yanderes are the stuff of nightmares. But what if being loved by a vampire yandere isn't as bad as it seems?

"-Thousands of years, waiting for the sun to shine on us again. Thousands of years, screaming for the gods to take mercy on us. Thousands of years, crying for our loved ones to come back to life. Hundreds of nights pitying our enemies who suffered the same inhumane human-created disasters due to human greed that knows no bounds." He spoke coldly, choking the lungs of the woman sitting in front of him. The woman who knew nothing, yet, still became a victim of the same disaster he endured for thousands and thousands of years. Her sharp eyebrows that he follows to thin almond-shaped eyes that shone grey with pearls falling from them as if she were a clam endlessly spilling precious jewels with no one to help collect them. However, his mouth still continued to spill the cold truth to her "So many centuries...Waiting to be saved by someone, anyone. How many years can a person hold onto a meaningless life like this? Tell me, Miss Shao. How, in the end, could I have saved my people? Should I have asked them to do the same as me? Cursed to live for eternity being haunted by the ghosts of our past." He smiled ruthlessly while the woman's lips trembled, while she wordlessly brushed the tears that escaped her away. "-Force them to witness their loved ones die from either their own hands or mine, their leader. Tell me, exactly what is this life supposed to amount to at the sacrifice of so many others?"

Experiencing a suffocating marriage with the man whom she was arranged to marry made Joanna want to leave him. But it was a failure as she died as the wife of the man who abandoned her and her son before they divorced. On the verge of her death, she made a wish to not encounter him again if there was a next life. She wished for the end of their fate only in this lifetime. She wanted to forget everything about him. However, when she opened her eyes again, she found herself in the room of the mansion of the man she just married. She was awakened by a dream that seemed to be a nightmare of her past life. She didn’t remember completely everything that had occurred in her past life and the dream was fragmented. But deep inside her heart, she only felt one thing. She was adamant about leaving him, to be far away from him. Therefore, she left his mansion just before she met him in person in the present lifetime. However, what she didn’t expect was that the so-called husband pursued her, not allowing her to leave him. Would Joanna be successful in leaving the man in this lifetime? Would fate play the same tragedy as her past life? --- As he pulled his finger away from her soft, warm lips, he said, “It is good you stopped winding up, Joanna. Otherwise, I would have used the other method to make you stop blabbering over the same, boring topic endlessly.” When he noticed the stubborn woman was about to prove herself to be stubborn, the man leaned forward in a swift movement, facing the woman’s stupefied face which was an inch away from his. “Continue to blabbering, don’t blame me if I apply my other method right now,” the man murmured above her breath, trailing his gaze from her quivering eyes to her lips before moving it back to her now widened eyes. --- *Cover doesn’t belong to the author. Credit to the artist/owner.

By day, I’m Aurelia, endlessly tormented. by my two stepbrothers. They should be off-limits, forbidden, yet every teasing comment, every touch that lingers a little too long, is a spark that sets off flames of my unrequited crush on them. When a mysterious invitation to work at a secretive VIP club comes my way, I think it’s my chance to escape. But the club is a darker world than I imagined. Here, I don’t merely submit; I’m masked, displayed on a stage, to be used, savored, devoured by men coated in power and sin. What happens when the stepbrothers who plague my thoughts claim the woman behind the scarlet mask, ignorant that it’s me they’re touching, tasting, conquering? That is before ’He’ comes along, the club’s mysterious owner, a dark prince who knows exactly how to tie a girl up in knots—both literally and figuratively. His eyes watch me from the shadows, always hungry, always wanting more than just a stage performance. His twisted fantasies should scare me, but they only pull me closer into his all consuming darkness. But when my mask slips and my identity is almost exposed, the dark prince of the club becomes an obsessive hunter. He’s not just after my submission; he wants to unmask my soul, rip out my heart, and claim it as his own. Now, I’m caught between my stepbrothers, who know my darkest secrets, and a wicked prince whose dark desires should terrify me, but don’t. It’s a sick, twisted tale of love and possession, but one question remains: who’ll own me when the clock strikes 12?