Buggy Clown

Did your crush reject you? Check. Did she end up with another guy? Double check. Congratulations! You’re now fully qualified for transmigration into another world. But wait— Did you just get rejected again the moment you arrived? No worries! Here’s your transmigration starter pack: a system! Oh… you thought it would help you find love? Ha! Fat chance. Now, grab a hoe and start farming, you miserable wretch! "No! Why should I?" No reason. Oh, and here’s a bonus for you— Go raise some disciples. It’s all farming… just on a grander scale! "Teacher, will you stop beating me?" "Teacher, you really won’t hit us anymore?" "Teacher… did you lose your memories?" Watch as Ace, our bewildered protagonist, stumbles through challenges he never signed up for—teaching, farming, and whatever else fate throws his way! Serious author advice: Don’t go in expecting a masterpiece. In fact, expect a total disaster—so when it turns out half-decent, you’ll go— "It's not soo bad after all."

The footsteps sounded closer, and closer, and closer, until he faintly heard Siri's voice welcoming someone into the house, but before he could open his eyes to see who it was, he felt a large hand gripping his neck, his legs were locked tightly between much larger ones, and, he felt the cold metal of a gun placed directly on his...gun. Zeno quickly opened his eyes from instincts, ready to fight off his attacker, but the moment he did so, he was met with mesmerizing dark grey orbs, staring dangerously at him. The face of his attacker was too close, he couldn't make out his features, but he knew they were sharp, even from a closed look. He didn't bother fighting, he didn't want to lose his junior member down there, and his Nana still expected grandchildren from him. He couldn't disappoint her. "Who. Are. You?" The voice of his attacker was so deep, dark, and commanding. Zeno was a fighter, but he felt a chill run down his spine from the sound of the voice. The hand around Zeno's neck tightened, but he endured it, he was a fighter. Judging by his attacker's looks and actions of confidence, this was his boss. ~~~ After losing his parents and being faced with an unbelievable medical bill, Zeno Evander finds himself working as a Manny for a mysterious Billionaire, but it doesn't last long; after almost being killed by the Mafia billionaire, Zeno swore never to return to that place again. But after a week of escaping the Mafia billionaire, Zeno finds himself kidnapped and Blackmailed into signing a year's contract as the Mafia's Manny and bodyguard. Could Zeno escape his evil and monstrous boss? Or would he be consumed by him? Consumed by the forbidden passion he felt build up between them? Would he risk his life just to experience the burn of forbidden love? After the betrayal from his family, ex-wife, and friend five years ago, Sebastian Orion became a totally different being. He became cold, aloof, and dangerous as he rose to become the most feared Mafia king of the underworld, and everyone who heard his name shivered from fear. He distrusted everyone and hated any form of human relationships, building a thick wall around himself. But, not until his son's manny came into the picture. Zeno irritated him in every way, he hated the mere sight of his bodyguard and would have chosen to kill him if not for the sake of his son. Sebastian always tried to push Zeno away by treating him in the lowest way possible. But when the contract was coming to an end, were his feelings still the same? Or did he suddenly realize that it wasn't only his son that needed Zeno? ~~~ "What are you waiting for? Leave!" Sebastian snarled bitterly. He would have to speak with Butler Nicole to find out why he brought back this stupid clown to his house. He had just returned from yet another trip, just to find this nuisance in his house again. He hated Zeno so much; he was classless and looked extremely dangerous to be near his son; who knew if he was sent as a snitch by an enemy? "I'm sorry, boss, but I can't," Zeno said and stood his ground. Leaving would mean he wanted his Nana to die; no, he'd rather stay here and take all punches that came his way; he was used to it. "What?!" Sebastian couldn't believe that such stupid people were still existing in the world. "I can't leave," Zeno repeated.

Cigarette smoke curls in the stagnant air, the dim glow of a dying bulb casting twisted shadows against the walls littered with half-torn articles and red-thread connections. Somewhere between the ink-stained papers and the scattered pills, a man sits—silent, unmoving, staring blankly at a stuffed monkey in a clown suit. A detective, they call him. A man of justice, a solver of mysteries. But behind the applause and empty praises, behind the sharp smiles and hollow congratulations, he is nothing but a walking contradiction—one hand holding a case file, the other exchanging cash for little plastic sachets. His mind is a labyrinth of voices, whispers that coil around his thoughts like suffocating vines. His brother grins at him from the corners of his vision, eyes glinting with the truth he refuses to face. His father’s voice is gentle, forgiving—too forgiving. Too much for a man who doesn’t deserve it. Each pill swallowed is another step into the illusion, another moment of stolen happiness before the weight of reality drags him under. He walks the city streets, drowning in faces that admire him, loathe him, see him as something he is not. He is both a hero and a villain, a detective and a criminal, a man trying to outrun the past while shackled to its corpse. And at the end of the night, when the echoes of the world fall away, all that remains is the darkness, the whispers, and the suffocating truth—he can never escape them.

In the heart of the glass-scorched desert, Vivia and Skeil navigate the treacherous dunes in search of lost ruins and untold riches. Their battered magitech buggy grinds over crystalline sands, each breath filled with grit and the ever-present danger of the wasteland. When they stumble upon a towering spire of iridescent crystal, its presence more than a mirage, they realize their journey is far from simple treasure hunting. The ruins hide something ancient, pulsing with raw magic—something that should have remained buried. As the desert stirs and unseen forces awaken, the duo must decide: claim their fortune or escape with their lives.

Emma is a smart teenage girl who is ostracized at school by her brother and his friends for something she did three months ago. She spends most of her time in Blackwood Forest until she encounters a sadistic supernatural clown boy who changes her entire life.

Nicko, was having a pretty normal life in his era of ribbons, lace, ties and fancy shenanigans, including children with shouting teachers. Later on, he got kind of tired of his teacher, to him he was just a clown, one who couldn't teach anything useful, with a small civil war of students, his school-life came to an end

Haruto Sato is a lonely Tokyo writer who died surrounded by 350 half-finished books (yikes). A sassy goddess who looks like his old characters gives him a harsh deal: *Finish all your abandoned stories, or get erased forever—even that cringe fanfic you hid in 1998.* Reborn as random side characters in his own messy worlds, Haruto’s stuck with a buggy “game system” that roasts him nonstop. Skills include *surviving deadly hits 10% of the time* and *making enemies pause to hear his bad jokes*. His first mission? Fix *Sky Samurai*, his edgy samurai-vs-dragons story, except he’s now the hero’s brother… who’s supposed to die in chapter two. Oops. Between fighting dragons with a butter knife (don’t ask) and hacking robots in his half-written cyberpunk mess, Haruto sneaks back to Earth to eat ramen and awkwardly befriend Aiko, his neighbor who thinks he’s just a weird guy with “vitamin issues.” Over time, he learns to write better characters (no more naming elves *Glitterbutt*), makes a grandma librarian cry happy tears, and realizes stories aren’t about perfect endings—they’re about fixing your mistakes. The goddess? She’s just a tired book nerd who wanted him to stop being a hermit. In the end, Haruto opens a café, finishes ALL his books, and maybe (finally) asks Aiko out. But when a kid hands him a new story to read, he grins: *“Let’s see what you’ve got.”* **Basically:** A funny, heartfelt story about a guy who sucks at finishing things… until he gets a second chance to fix his life *and* his terrible drafts.

Michael doesn't like rain one bit, he didn't like the feeling of being cold and wet. he didn't like the aftermath of rain either, but with a certain girls wish, it seems like a 'little' rain is the least of his worries.

Lynn is both blessed and cursed, a man who walks the razor’s edge between mercy and cruelty. To some, he is a savior. To others, a monster. His choices are unfathomable—spare a murderer, slaughter the innocent, tear one family apart while leaving another untouched. "Must you kill the innocent villagers?" "Why did you save the murderer?" "Why my family and not theirs?" Desperation, fury, grief—people beg for answers, for justice, for fairness. But Lynn only chuckles, his gaze sharp and unyielding, amusement flickering beneath his words. "Why? Because I can. And because it’s interesting this way." He plays with fate as though it were a mere game, weaving chaos and order with the same indifferent hand. But even the most controlled game has unforeseen consequences. And when the world starts pushing back—when his choices come for him—will he still walk the tightrope unshaken? Or will he finally stumble?

Working on the plots, will upload multiple in after I finish the whole. And, mainly, it'll be a new book.

It was one thing to have my hands and feet securely tied, but why was my mouth also sealed? I should at least have been able to make a noise! Why was I confined in a mental asylum? Why did it seem like everyone was afraid of me? Why... do I feel like laughing?---------------- This is a story where Holmes and the Joker wreak havoc on the SCP Foundation. I hope everyone will enjoy it!

~~~ When the most Infamous apocalypse boss transmigrates in a cultivation world, all she wants to do is live a peaceful life and stay away from the trouble. However, retribution came too fast and Gu Xinyue finds herself entangled with a group of eccentric people. A troublesome little thief who only knows how to trick people. A two-faced beauty who can't decide which mask to wear every day. A cold-faced mercenary who kills people without blinking. And an annoyingly clingy, paranoid fellow who gets jealous at every turn and won’t let go of her. As if that’s not enough, there are always some clowns jumping around in front of her! ~~ Clown No.1: “Gu Xinyue, what rights do you have to compete with me? I am the heroine, I should be the one standing at the top, you’re just a villain!" Clown No.2: “I never meant to offend you… I only wanted to be friends. But why do you always misunderstand me? Maybe it’s just my fault for being born weak.” Clown No.3: “This king has lived for a thousand years, yet I have never seen a fool as ignorant as you! How dare you lay your dirty hand on this king’s beloved!” Clown No. Nth: Do you know who my father is? You better kneel now and beg for forgiveness before he kills you!" Gu Xinyue: “…” Heaven! Can’t she just live a peaceful life? ~~ Author's note: Will start publishing chapters soon!! The credit for the cover image goes to its artist - I found it through Pinterest. Story style: I've always wanted to try writing a cultivation novel that has all of my favorite troupes. Might be different from your traditional cultivation. This is 1V1 pairing. Not your typical cold and dominering type of Male lead. Romance will be a subplot in the beginning. If you think it's not your cup of tea, please refrain from entering :)

Alekz, as a human, had one of the most boring lives he could, with an unknown future for himself. But then, he dies unexpectedly and talks with a deity before being brought to another world. The One Piece world. With the memories of watching as well as reading around 1044 chapters, he has the knowledge to completely wreck and rebuild the world however he wants. The only thing is he is reborn as Buggy. So, the idea of being reborn as Buggy wasn't mine, I took that idea from Capt_mermain1 and ran with it in my own way. AN: this is my first novel, so don't mind any inconsistencies or anything that doesn't entirely make sense.

DON’T READ THIS BOOK! I ALREADY WARNED YOU. LIKE I SAID, THIS BOOK IS TRASH, AND I HAVE NO IDEA HOW TO WRITE! My grammar’s terrible, my sentences are a mess, and honestly, I don’t even know why you’re still reading this synopsis. If you continue, you’ll probably regret it. Your eyes might burn from the sheer awfulness of this story. You might question why you ever thought picking this up was a good idea. So, take my advice: put this book down and walk away. Or, don’t… if you’re into strange, chaotic, and wildly unpredictable adventures written by someone who absolutely doesn’t know what they’re doing. Either way, don’t say I didn’t warn you! P.S. You’ve already read this far, so maybe you’re as curious as I was clueless when I started writing this…

Mal, a struggling actor working from gig to gig while working part time, finally lands a role in the film adaptation of a newly popular novel. One cold winter night, while trying grapple his character from the story he gets frustrated and he steps outside for a breather—only to see a car headed towards him. was he dead? or did he survive? Turns out the option is neither! He wakes up, he finds himself trapped in the body of the story’s villain, a character destined to die within a year. With no way to undo the crimes already committed, Mal now is stuck in a the most fantastical world he as ever seen and must try find a way to survive.

Imagine you were playing your favorite video game, and now you got sucked into the game as the first Bossfight. It would suck to be you, right? ... yeah it sucks to be me. I'm Adam Balor... and I was a player who got "sucked into a buggy game"... as the Fist Boss you fight... God, I hate this crap.

Venzel’s peaceful life as an alchemist was destroyed when Aron, the so-called hero, followed a path that led to the ruin of his family. But Venzel isn’t just a victim—he knows the truth. This world is a novel, and Aron is a reincarnator blindly following its script. Now, Venzel is done playing by the rules. Armed with forbidden knowledge and explosive potions, he’s determined to rewrite the story. Whether it’s sabotaging Aron's destiny or making unlikely allies, Venzel will stop at nothing to take back what was stolen. Can Venzel turn the hero's tale into his own, or will his revenge cost him everything?

DROPPED.

This is not about face-slapping or prideful MC or overpowered MC or Pokemon catching. This is about MC who does not possess any sort of Cheat power or talent in Cultivation World. This is about a normal guy who trying to survive in a Cruel world in his way. Bootlicking Check Selling everything Check Clown MC Check Scum MC Check " This is the young master's table. Get out everyone " I said with a proud smile . " Let me clean your shoes young master " I used my clothes and cleaned the young master's shoes. " You guys don't know, young master's fiance is the most beautiful girl on this plane," I said to the crowd with a proud smile while having a sexual relationship with young master's fiance in his back. .................. Our MC brought a present and a pack of Condon to celebrate the happy new year with his girlfriend to take her virgin and to lose his virginity. Happy New Year is not sweet for everyone. He died on the way to his girlfriend and reincarnated in Cultivation World. What awaited him is despair and miserable feelings. This is about Love, Lust, Tragedy, Resentment, Betrayal, and moving forward. -------------------------- As I already said this is about a normal guy trying to survive in the Cultivation world. English is not my native, please beware of that. I am a man of tags and No netorare. ------ I don't own the cover's art, Free feel to tell me if the owner wanted to take down the cover. I will do it immediately.

[Reasoning + Imagination + Simulated Crime] “Ladies and gentlemen!” “The simulated crime show, the ultimate battle royale of the final season, is here!” “A thousand contestants participate in the game and play as villains to simulate crimes.” “As long as you can survive until the end, you can win a billion-dollar prize!!!” The entire network is completely boiling! Under heavy rewards, there must be brave men!! This season is bound to be the most exciting season among all escape shows!! And Lin Bai, after being reborn, happens to be one of the contestants. But embarrassingly, for the items drawn at the beginning, others all get weapons. But Lin Bai drew a bag of deadly duck necks... Even the staff couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. But in the next second... Lin Bai directly holds a Sprite in one hand and a lighter in the other and rushes onto the high-speed train. “I declare that all of you are hijacked by me!” Audience: “???” Hijacking a high-speed train with a Sprite? Isn't this just a pure clown? However! As time goes by... One-click sharing. The audience gradually finds that things seem to start to go wrong... [The content is short and weak. More exciting content is all in the book.]

Lucius’s childhood was anything but ordinary—or easy. He dreamed of becoming a clown, like his father, whose laughter could light up a room. But that dream was shattered the day his father left to buy milk and never returned. Left behind with a struggling family, his mother took on three jobs to support him and his younger sister. Though his childhood dream faded, Lucius worked tirelessly, eventually securing a stable job as a manager. It wasn’t glamorous, but it gave him purpose and the chance to repay his mother’s sacrifices. For the first time, he was content. But the universe had other plans. Through a twist of absurdity, Lucius is thrust into a shattered, broken world—a place teetering on the edge of ruin. He awakens in the body of another Lucius, someone eerily similar to himself, burdened with a past just as heavy. Confused and desperate, Lucius rejects the call. He is no protagonist, no hero. All he wants is to return home to his family, to the life he worked so hard to build. But when the stakes rise and the weight of the broken world bears down on him, Lucius must make an impossible choice: will he rise to the occasion, reliving an old dream in a world abandoned by even its gods? Or will he turn away, leaving the world—and its people—to their fate? In a sea of suffering, happiness lies hidden at its depths. But who among us is willing to take the plunge?

The sole game developer of successful but buggy game “Aearth”, Donald Woel Rosenthal, dies from a fatal car accident, and suddenly finds himself standing before someone who seems to claim to be the Administrator of Worlds, Adam. Given the rights to manage Aearth, the world he created, he realizes Aearth’s condition and residents are facing a very different fate that he had intended for them. Wanting to change Aearth’s fate, Donald accepts Adam’s proposal to be teleported into Aearth as Luciar Magnus with his World Admin power intact. Will Luciar be able to recreate the world as he envisioned, or will his actions bring complete ruin to his beloved world?

Blurb: Shirley Ryan, the clown of Greenmoss Pack, has always been looked down upon—a weak and poor werewolf whose only job is to entertain. But behind her forced laughter lies years of pain, secrets, and rejection, especially by her real mate, the powerful Alpha Eric Kane. Eric sees Shirley as nothing more than a mistake, a blight on his image. When he rejects her in favour of a stronger, more acceptable Luna, Shirley’s world shatters. But soon, a series of betrayals force Eric and Shirley together, and they must face their darkest fears—and each other. As Shirley finds secret powers, she becomes a force that could change Greenmoss forever. Will Eric understand what he’s lost before it’s too late? Or will Shirley rise without him, finding love, strength, and freedom on her terms?

Have you ever wondered how fate is a huge joke? - I mean it, like a literal clown trying to make people laugh at cold jokes that not many would understand.  Ivy Hui-Clover was told at a young age that she can live up to 25 years old. And the only way for her to survive is to find her Mr. Right and... - well that's for another time to continue.  "Is it wrong to want to sabotage my own blind date?" Ivy slurped her boba milk tea and focused intensely on chewing the pearls. As she savored the sweet flavor, her fraternal twin, Chloe answered her question. "What do you think?" Compared to her, Chloe had it easier when it came to looking for a partner.  "Then being a savage, it is." Ivy cupped her cheek, clearly in a good mood from having her favorite drink in her hands.  -- "Ivy went where?!" Selina's high pitched voice made her husband, Jason cover his ears. Rereading the note that Ivy had left behind, her left brow twitched unhappily. "Who told her Chloe was going there?! Nuh uh. No way! I need to send someone to get her back." She slammed the note against the table. At the same time, fate played a twist on Ivy.  After roaming around the unfamiliar mall, she finally purchased a new laptop for herself. Her clumsy friend destroyed her old one in the most peculiar way anyone can ever imagine. As she walked out of the store, she bumps into a young man, causing her swirled glasses to fall. The stranger gasped when he saw her face and she quickly took her glasses from his hands before heading off the opposite direction. Not long after, she found herself surrounded by guards in suits with a weapon in their blazer. "Don't move and follow us," the guard said. "Interesting," Ivy smirked at his challenge. -- "How did you get here?" His voice was so deep, causing ripples in her chest. It sent shivers down her spine, making her tighten her legs around his waist. Mark Williams was told that the girl he's been looking for might be found - his friend had run into her in front of the electronic store. However, she ran away like a frightened bunny. It was a game of tag at this point, and he had a time limit - to catch her before she leaves this mall. In the midst of looking for her, he found a girl flying towards his direction - yes, flying. He caught her, and one of her mustache swirled glasses lens fell off, revealing her energetically innocent puppy eyes. 'It's her' His heart beat against his chest rapidly. "I flew here." She replied. And this was the start of their twisted fate. What would happen when she learns about his profession and realizes he wasn't who she thought he was? Yet, it brought her such excitement as it dragged out her crazy fantasies from her private library of Mafia Romance books?