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"Sect Master! Marry me!" If only things were that simple. Fang Yuan lets out a long sigh, eyes fixed on the mountain of paperwork threatening to swallow his desk and his soul. As the youngest family head in history, you’d think he’d be enjoying fame, fortune, and fawning admirers. Instead, he’s buried in bureaucracy, stuck mediating elder disputes, and wondering if the sect treasury mysteriously eats spirit stones. Sure, the old geezers have their experience, their beards, and their lofty reputations. But Fang Yuan? He has one thing they don’t: raw, unshakable power. Born into a world where innate talent reigns supreme, Fang Yuan—a transmigrator armed with modern grit—actually managed the impossible: he clawed his way to the top with nothing but relentless hard work. While everyone else coasted on heavenly bloodlines and golden physiques, he trained, he studied, and he schemed. Now, he’s strong enough to bend heaven’s will. But cultivation isn’t all sword beams and glory. Life as a family head comes with its own set of woes—namely, watching his annoyingly handsome junior brother collect all the female attention like some kind of walking romance novel. “This isn’t fair,” Fang Yuan mutters under his breath, stamping another scroll. “I’m the protagonist here... right?” #noNTR #noHarem #noLemonJustFadeToBlack this novel officially began its journey on 24th of June. Thank you for supporting me so far.

[New Hit Book] The king mysteriously withdraws, and just when everyone breathes a sigh of relief, they are unaware that an unprecedented storm is about to unfold!

[You have transmigrated, named Gu Sheng, and are a farm boy.] [This is a dynasty in chaos, where demons and monsters lurk and bandits run rampant; as someone at the bottom, you face hellish survival difficulties.] [You decide to lay low.] [You awaken a mastery panel.] [You breathe a sigh of relief, you can start grinding.] [You grind Chopping Wood to Perfect, chopping bones and breaking tendons with ease.] [You grind archery to Perfect, becoming a godlike archer who can hit a louse at a hundred paces.] [You learn the Iron Stone Fist, set foot on the path of a Martial Artist, and grind it to Perfect, with punches as heavy as a million pounds.] …… [You learn the Longevity Eternal Youth True Art, greatly extending your lifespan, giving you more time to grind, and greater hope to lay low.] …… [You grind to the limit, steadily laying low, and one day you suddenly realize, you are invincible.]

In the year Jin Stratus was born, Humanity had long since conquered the stars, with their sights now set on a cosmos filled with unimaginable horrors. Yet in a universe that is but one bubble in an endless sea of realities, on a worthless blue planet beneath a crumbling city, a slum rat named Jin Stratus awakens to his destiny. When the “Door to the Myriad Worlds” descends, Jin steps through, armed with nothing but his unyielding will and his innate comprehension-defying talent—“Against-Heaven’s Understanding.” In the Great Universe of the Starry Sea, where ancient beings can erase galaxies with a sigh and traverse endless light-years in a single stride, Jin is nothing but dust. But with each battle, each world, and each bloody step, he transcends the world that seeks to oppress him, forging himself into a being unrivaled across all realms. [Your Understanding is Against-Heaven.] -You have comprehended the “Bone Marrow Blood Tempering Divine Technique.” -You have evolved “Fist of Falling Thunder” into the “Thunder World Creation Technique.” -You have witnessed the collapse and rebirth of worlds, grasping the “Cosmic Palm Domain.” -You have obtained the “Limitless Incarnation Method.” From the gutter alleys of the Lower Slums to the endless cosmos, Jin Stratus will ensure the world remembers his name— For throughout heaven and earth, he alone… can comprehend it all. And he alone will become the strongest of them all.

Xia Xiao unexpectedly reincarnates to the 1960s and becomes a young intellectual in a production team. Having obtained a mystical space with a spirit spring and jade water, she raises chickens and grows vegetables, but dares not use them. As everyone around her is skinny and hungry, if she turns herself into a wealthy and beautiful woman, it would lead to her undoing. Xia Xiao looks up to the sky and sighs deeply, what a bittersweet surprise this is!

【Double pampering without abuse, a daily dose of sweet romance, a pure 1v1 relationship】 In Jincheng, it is said: Lin Chuxia is crude, incompetent, insincere, affected... with no redeeming qualities except for her looks! Yet, the one least favored by others ended up marrying Jincheng's most esteemed man! After the news broke, the media angrily asked, "What makes you worthy of our male god?!" Lin Chuxia's face was full of helplessness: Sigh, who's to blame when I'm good for nothing but having the most beautiful face! You can only fault your male god for being shallow! Later, as Lin Chuxia's various concealed identities were uncovered, a super popular gourmet blogger, a new deity in the world of comics, a much sought-after Medicinal Cuisine Master, the owner of a luxury scenic farm, the sister of the largest medicinal herb supplier in Flower Country... A reporter confronted Gu Yuheng, demanding sternly, "Gu Yuheng, please tell us what makes you worthy of our goddess?!" Gu Yuheng: ...

"One moment, I was Evelyn Hart — a strong woman with a spine. The next? Still Evelyn Hart. But this one is a pathetic simp!" She let out a bitter, frustrated sigh. "Of all the people, why the hell does it have to be her?" --- Betrayed by her boyfriend and murdered, Evelyn wakes up inside a trashy romance novel she once rage-quit at chapter 134 because of the female lead — a weepy, spineless disaster — always on her knees, groveling, begging. The worst part? She's that female lead now. The one she despised the most — Evelyn freaking Hart. But that Evelyn is gone, and she? Well... She’s going to rewrite the story herself — no begging, no groveling, and absolutely no sticking to the script. And... while her relatives whisper about her 'sudden change' and wait for her to fall back in line, she does something that no one saw coming! She proposes to Adrian Lester — The cold, calculating CEO. The man no one dares to cross. Most importantly, the man they say; killed her brother.

Avery Carter tried her hardest to live the life of a perfect, submissive daughter. However, one day, someone appeared claiming to be her real daughter, declaring that Avery was fake. Without hesitation, Avery gave up her position as the "real" daughter and returned to her biological parents. Many expected her to fall from grace after leaving her wealthy adoptive family, but she surprised everyone by lifting her biological family out of poverty. She transformed her mother and father’s lives, making them billionaires overnight. With a hundred billion dollars to her name, she became a master of technology and a talented woman, soaring straight to the peak of her life. But everything changed when she met Alexander Moran, a wealthy and handsome man. He was an absolute bigwig—decisive, cold, and callous. Yet, for some reason, he couldn’t stop tangling with her, always eager to give her all his love. On their first encounter, he said, "I'll give myself up as collateral." The second time they met, she questioned, "Why should I trust you?" After multiple encounters, his tone shifted. "You shouldn't have crossed this line, Avery, if you didn't want it to be like this." a sturdy arm wrapped around her swaying body. Her head grew hazy, and an intentional, hot sigh escaped her lips. 'How the hell did I get myself into this situation?' Avery thought, her mind spinning.

Bound in chains yet yearning for freedom, Alpheo, a modern historian, finds himself enslaved in a land on the brink of chaos. As the empire of Rolmia plunges into civil war following the death of the emperor , his three ambitious sons vie for the throne. In the midst of this turmoil, Alpheo finds the chance to break his chain and escape, leading his companions into the ashes of war, trying to thrive in it, selling their swords to the highest bidder . But beyond the borders of Rolmia, hungry eyes watch as the empire's grip loosens. The Sultanate of Azania, ever the opportunist, sees a chance to expand its domain and influence , while to the south, neighboring principalities breathe a sigh of relief as the once-dominant giant stumbles and falters. In the sea, the confederation of the Free Isle finds their chance to restore their old maritime power , denied to them by an empire that is now crumbling beneath itself , lacking the strenght to stop them. In this crucible of conflict, where dynasties crumble and empires fall, Alpheo find his call and the chance to forge his own destiny amidst the ashes of empires. ----------------

It was supposed to be just another day. I was supposed to laze around and enjoy my play through of "False Hero"; A game I recently picked up about the uprising of a young hero from the bottom of society. It had it's ups and downs. But it was a decent time pass. Until, it became my reality. The worst part? “Welcome back to Salvania Academy” I stared at them dumbfounded- “Young master, Vulkan” Ah, shit. It seems I was none other than the main villain of the game I was playing. Sigh. ----------------------------------- Hey, It is my first original novel that I am trying to make. It will be rough around the edges but I'd appreciate feedback, as I want to make this as enjoyable to my audience as possible. Love you

In the aftermath of the Third Great War, the world of Nytherra breathes a fragile sigh of relief. Kingdoms rebuild, laughter returns to towns, and peace cloaks the land. But beneath the calm, something stirs—an ancient darkness that escaped the ashes of war. Shirou wakes up in this unfamiliar world, his memories hazy, his body unfamiliar. He has no idea how or why he’s here—only that a strange System has chosen him. One that grows stronger as he survives... and kills. As Shirou struggles to understand the laws of this medieval fantasy realm, whispers of a hidden organization rise—a group operating in the shadows, pulling strings across Nytherra. Their goals are unclear, their reach terrifying. Monsters roam, kings scheme, and prophecies resurface. But what no one realizes is that a greater disaster, one far beyond the past wars, is fast approaching. And Shirou—lost soul, outsider, and anomaly—might just be the spark... or the salvation. ******* I post 2–3 chapters every monday, Wednesday and Friday I try to keep the uploads consistent so you can enjoy a steady stream of content. Thanks for sticking with me

[The light intensity inside the room is below 3, currently in darkness. A Level 1 anomaly will appear in 8 minutes and 45 seconds.] “…” Xu Le instinctively pulled his feet back. [You are feeling fear. Fear is the food of all anomalies and will attract them.] Xu Le: ? Can’t even pull my feet back? In a slightly panicked state, Xu Le quickly started a fire. Light surged forth. [The light intensity inside the room is now 4, currently bright and safe.] Xu Le had just breathed a sigh of relief when he realized that this was only the beginning. The twisting flames formed new words! [There is a corpse inside the house. Time of death is over 4 hours. The corpse will turn into a Level 1 anomaly in 10 minutes.] [The house is in a dilapidated state. A Level 1 anomaly will appear at midnight, in 14 minutes and 56 seconds.] [Countdown to the Red Moon Calamity: 2 days, 0 hours, 14 minutes, 56 seconds.] Damn it! Son of a…! [You are feeling anger. Anger is bait for all savage types and will attract them.] Xu Le: ? Believe me! I’m not angry! Really! … In the dark steam era, forbidden fruits and decaying occult practices lay hidden. When night falls, darkness comes with it. When you walk in darkness, they will appear with it. You cannot escape the darkness. So, all you can do is wait for the light! “Stellar voyages, space-time travel, mechanical technology—the goal is the vast and unknown sea of stars!”

“Sigh. After we butcher this final boss, let’s take a long vacation.” Elian Reed squeezed his wife’s hand as a portal flickered before them. “Yes, my love. Let’s win, go home, and spend the next year making love like we’re repopulating a planet,” Bianca Valestra replied. She kissed his cheek, her gaze full of affection. Elian chuckled. His beloved always got playful when she was scared—it helped settle her nerves. They leaned together, forehead to forehead. “For our happy ending.” Hands interlocked, they stepped into the final battle—husband and wife, weapon and villainess. The strongest battle couple humanity ever produced. But Elian didn’t start as a hero. He was a Defect—born without Talent, bullied, forgotten. Until the day the dead villainess saved his life.... And turned him into her golem—a living weapon of steel and will. Through their adventures, they uncover the truth: The Dungeons were only skirmishes—tests in a galactic battle royale spanning thousands of worlds. And Earth had already joined the war fifty years ago. The only path to survival? Butcher your enemies… or be erased. In this chaotic battlefield, can two souls defy fate itself? This is the tale of their meeting. The chronicle of their journey. And the legacy of their triumph.

Ye Yun transmigrated into a fantasy world with no talent, no background, and no opportunities. After struggling for three years and facing expulsion from his sect, he finally activated the Life Script System. "So you claim to be the Chosen One, the Son of Destiny? Good, from now on all your opportunities belong to me!" "You say you're blessed with endless adventures and heaven-defying luck? Sorry, that's just an illusion—those fortunes now bear the surname Ye!" "You're the reincarnation of an Empress, a celestial maiden descended to earth? Cough, come to my room tonight... I need to verify your identity!" ... Years later, Ye Yun, now the Supreme Overlord, looked down upon all living beings while trampling gods across three realms, sighing emotionally: "What so-called 'fortune' did I ever have in this life? I merely had some... kind-hearted souls quietly supporting me all along!"

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Rudra Varma never wanted fame, fortune, or power. He just wanted a quiet life teaching schoolkids and living far away from the chaos of his family name. But fate had other plans. His father—Raavan Varma—was the most feared villain in modern history. A criminal genius, billionaire warlord, and manipulator of nations. When Raavan died mysteriously in prison, the world breathed a sigh of relief. Except Rudra inherited more than just his father’s name. One night, Rudra is nearly assassinated—only to wake up with a sarcastic voice in his head and a chilling message: [Villain Legacy System Activated] “You have inherited 17,000 karmic crimes. Redemption begins now.” Now bound to a strange system that forces him to correct his father’s sins, Rudra must do good... but in villainous ways. Bribe politicians to clean the city. Blackmail corrupt CEOs to fund schools. Flirt with spies to stop illegal weapons deals. He has to think like a villain to become the hero the world doesn’t know it needs. Each “evil” action done for a righteous cause earns him Legacy Points, unlocking secrets about his father, his mysterious bloodline, and the world’s hidden power games. But not everyone wants him redeemed. Enemies of the old Varma empire are returning. Assassins, spies, rival corporations—and even women connected to his father's sins—are drawn to him. And all Rudra wants… is peace. In a world where only fear protects the weak, he must become the villain people fear— to do the good no one else dares.

The sky did not fall, it sighed. A long, low exhale, like the world itself had finally grown tired of pretending. While the world panicked at the light breaking through the clouds, Nyx stood still, unmoving, listening. Where others saw chaos, she heard silence. And in that silence, something came. The orb descended, not crashing, not burning, but gliding. Peaceful. Purposeful. She didn't run. She knew. Somewhere deep inside, she had always known, this was for her.

I died run over by a truck. Yeah, I know... "How original!" you’re probably thinking. But hey, it’s not my fault the isekai industry has a partnership with transportation companies. The truly weird part came after: I didn’t reincarnate as a prince, a dragon, or even a humble slime with plot armor. Nope. I became a tree. Literally. With roots, branches, and a trunk that not even Instagram filters can fix. And to top it all off (or rather, cherry blossom it), I’ve got a system that calls me “Host” and says I need to found the Sakura Clan, a legendary organization where all members are ridiculously beautiful and smell like flowers. My job? Bond humans to the clan using a technique that turns ordinary people into floral demigods. Basically, I’m a divine tree with the soul of an HR manager. All this in a world of mages, knights, martial artists, kingdoms inspired by ancient civilizations and... way too many creative ways to die. I just wanted to read novels and drink coffee, not lead a cult that smells like spring. But hey… If I’m going to be a tree, I might as well bloom with style. Sigh. I just wanted to sleep under the shade… not be the shade. P.S. My native language is not English. If you find any errors, please point them out so I can correct them. Thank you very much for your time. (This is my first book.)

He reincarnated as a background villain. Now the world thinks he’s a legendary mastermind. Kael Vaelthorn just wants a quiet life. But every lazy sigh turns into prophecy, every accidental duel becomes a flawless victory, and every sarcastic comment is treated like divine strategy. Surrounded by swords, secrets, and misunderstandings, he’s the one thing no one expected—the undefeated Darklord who never asked for any of this.

Feng Yun transmigrates into a fantasy world filled with magical powers and immortals. Just as he was wondering about his future, the system activated... [Ding, activation confirmed. The novice gift package will be issued automatically.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a random special physique: Sacred Dao Body of Chaos.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining the Supreme Foundation Building Treasure.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining a hundred million top-grade spirit stones.] ["Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining The Celestial Yin Yang Dual Cultivation Technique.] "Hmm, there is a dual cultivation technique, You guys do boring cultivation, I am going with the Dual Cultivation." Feng Yun laughed heartily. Years passed... decades passed... Feng Yun was sitting on the immortal throne, embraced by his immortal wives, and sighed in satisfaction, 'This is life.' ------------------------ Release Schedule: 7 chapters per week. ------------------------ DISCLAIMER: English isn't my native language, there's bound to be some errors here and there. ----------------------- Join Discord Server→ https://discord.gg/pZVsJWS

Seven unparalleled divine blades. The Ice-Snow Goddess's sigh - Morning Dew Knife. The Roar of the Fire God - Righteous Sun Knife. The Song of the Freedom Wind - Ao Tian's Knife. The melody of Earth's awakening - Longevity Knife. The Hexagonal of God's Hundred Changes - Xuánjī Knife. Dawn penetrating Heaven and Earth - Holy Radiance Knife. The Curse of Eternal Hell - Devouring Demon Knife. These are the seven divine swords, and also seven magic wands imbued with ice, fire, wind, earth, space, light, and darkness. Most importantly, they are also the main character's—kitchen knives.

Money is everything,I learned that the hard way. Bright John! pay the rent or fuck off" Recently unemployed,Bright lay on bed sighing heavily,yet had to endure the Landlord's abuse . Out of desperation,he clicked on a job search app,but no one wanted this broke man.just as he was about to give up,he spotted an unfamiliar app on his phone, "Trillion subsidies" after clicking on it,he discovered that it was a system that could instantly make him the richest man in the world. Beautiful women, money, mansions, everything was available .From then on,he reached the peak of his life...

Mr Manchester sighed frustrated,what has he gotten himself into, he should have thought about it before handing it to that fool. He shouted angrily and threw the glass cup he was holding at the wall. "fuck" he screamed angrily, he couldn't risk his future, his family, his life. He had to do something and do it fast.

"What are you thinking about?" "I'm thinking about a guy." He stopped in the middle of a deep kiss and sighed. His lips began to form a smile, but his fierce glare said otherwise. Possessiveness and jealousy spread across his sculpted face. "Will you tell me his name?" His easygoing and languid voice reached her ears. "Why?" "So that I can kill him."

"Where did it all go wrong?" "I was supposed to be a king. But now… I'm stuck wandering for the last three hundred years." Neva sighed softly. "Oh, I know. I really should have listened to Uncle Nitin. Breaking the law never ends well." Neva recalled and felt deep regret. One foolish mistake when he was young and ambitious led him down a path where he no longer knew what was real or fake. Was he really a Domain Lord who had countless nations under his rule? Or was he driven mad by the fog? If he was so delusional, why are all his ends losing to his hallucinations? Neva sighed and turned his head. "Get away from me! Neva, America is bullying me. She lost the war fair and square!" The United Kingdom said, clutching her crown. "That's fake news!" America retorted as she filled her Desert Eagle with a fresh magazine. I never lost." Neva's face twitched as he clutched his head. "I have to be hallucinating. I have to be."

Jidenna stared at the harem villain's unconscious body under his feet and the 13 knocked out beauties scattered around him. He looked at the sky and sighed, "Can't I have a break" **** After being betrayed and killed by the one closest to him Jidenna, an ancient god woke up in a rental apartment with no memory of who he was. His only clue was the acceptance letter on his laptop to a university across the continent and the insight that accompanied him: he could know the use of an object with a touch. But before he could fully adjust to his new reality he was poisoned. Dragging himself from the gate of hades he went on a spree of revenge and afterwards set off to another land for schooling. Thinking to himself that the action was over but he began to notice strange things ever since he entered Pǔshì University His roommate wanted to siphon his luck. His seatmate was a trouble magnet and a harbinger of disaster. The random elderly man wanted to steal his girl and make her his 108th concubine. As if that wasn't enough action already the world ended gods and monsters tore open the sky bringing forth a new era of chaos. Bursting with anger, Jidenna rubbed them all in the sand and stuffed grass in their mouths. ——— Contact me on Instagram @Daoist_Starweaver

Jumping From World to the world: Intergalactic or Urban, World of Cultivation or Continent of Magic, Fighting other protagonists, hooking with beautiful heroines, plundering treasures, and suppressing a myriad of people, Our Protagonist(Villain) can do it all. After living an ordinary life for years, a man finally got transmigrated to another world. He woke up in the body of a boy named Jun Tianyun. " A world which got its own protagonists and villains, am I just a side character?" Jun Tianyun mumbled. Thankfully, he activated Heaven's Fortune System. " Jun Tianyun! You crippled my power and stole my wife! You villain! You will be punished by heaven!" A protagonist screamed as he coughed a mouthful of blood. " I didn't do anything. It was your fate!" Jun Tianyun explained kindly. " Brother Jun! Because of you, I am still alive and living a normal life with my wife and two children. You are a saint!" A villain spoke with an emotional voice. " I didn't do anything. You earned your chance of redemption." Jun Tianyun sighed. [ Ding! A female with high Destiny Point is detected! Whether Host wants to steal her destiny or conquer the heroine?] " This..." Jun Tianyun fell in dillema. " Sigh, Changing the fate, So burdensome." Jun Tianyun sighed as he saw a bunch of heroines fighting for him. .....................................................................................................................................

I couldn't help but chuckle as I leaned against a tree, arms casually folded across my chest. Listening to their bold declarations of becoming the greatest hero made me shake my head in amusement. "You haven't even taken your first steps on this journey, and already you're dreaming of being the best," I said, letting out a sigh. "You guys are nothing but a bunch of fools." My gaze swept over them, a mix of disbelief and pity flashing in my eyes. "If you keep your heads in the clouds like this, you’re going to get yourselves killed." A smirk played on my lips as I turned away, leaving their stunned faces behind. As I walked off, Harvey's words echoed in my mind. "Jealousy," he had accused, his voice taunting me. I tried to brush off the bitter sting that crept up on me, but it lingered nonetheless. I paused for a moment, the faint echo of laughter bubbling up from my chest. "Jealousy, huh?" I muttered with a wry grin before continuing my path.

Heat: Fifty Erotic Fictions for the Fevered Mind By Gem-Ma No fade to black. No soft focus. Just the edge of pleasure. Step into a world where boundaries melt, clothes fall, and fantasies ignite. From secret pillow fights and forbidden fittings to rough backseat confessions and whispered sins behind bookstore shelves, HEAT delivers 50 scorching tales of seduction, kink, and raw, unfiltered desire. Whether it's soft sighs in a steamy bath or the slap of skin in a dark alley, each story plunges you deep into lust, longing, and the edge of surrender. M/F. F/F. M/M. Threesomes. Strangers. Exes. Teachers. Brides. Bosses. No fantasy is off-limits. Multiple kinks. All orientations. One rule: never look away. Perfect for readers who crave vivid scenes, dirty talk, and characters who always cross the line-again and again.

Six years later, Ayla pulled up to the law firm in her boyfriend's car, ready to report for duty. Inside the office, a tall, striking figure stood with his fiancée and son, a picture of domestic bliss. Ayla, her expression practiced hundreds of times, respectfully offered, "Good morning, Mr. Blake. I'm your new assistant." At her voice, the man cast a glance her way—cold, distant, the look one gives a stranger. She breathed a silent sigh of relief, her nerves settling. But then, one night, she jolted awake from a haze, finding herself bound to a large bed. The low, resonant voice that had haunted her dreams for years was now pressed close to her ear. "This time," he whispered, "it's my turn."