Dirty Laundry Boots

In the year 2142, gaming technology has reached unprecedented levels. Noah Kaizen, a 22-year-old gamer, stumbles upon an ancient video game cartridge in his family’s old storage room. Curious, he boots it up on his cutting-edge Quantum Console, which can run even the most primitive of games. The game, "Eclipse of the Gods", is an old, AI-driven medieval action RPG filled with powerful bosses, an intricate world, and a forgotten ending. Noah spends hours grinding and finally defeats the Demon King, the ultimate villain. However, he never completes the final quest—delivering the Demon King's heart to the capital's temple. He assumes it doesn't matter. Eager to play something modern, Noah inserts the latest action RPG game into his console—without removing the old one. Something goes terribly wrong. The two AIs fuse into one, merging their worlds and corrupting the system. A sudden energy surge engulfs Noah, and his consciousness fades into darkness. When he wakes up—he is inside the world of "Eclipse of the Gods." But instead of becoming the Hero, a noble, or a legendary figure... he is reborn as a mere commoner.

Ronaldo: Kai, I thought you were here to assist me. Deng Kai: Initially, I indeed came to assist you. Ronaldo: Then why have I become the king of assists? Deng Kai: Because I've realized that I can Carry better than you! Don't be mad, being the king of assists isn't so bad. Everyone is now saying that you and Xixi are in a league of your own beneath me! Ronaldo: Pah! Messi: Smug face! Kaka: ??? Beckham: Watch my flying boot! Fat Ronaldo: I'll get your family some Golden Throat Lozenges! Ronaldinho: Let’s swing together! Zidane: Take this, my Iron Head Skill! Neymar: So what about us younger ones? Deng Kai: We're all kings of the ball, no need to be formal! Keep the music playing on the green field, keep dancing!

[Earthlings! You have been summoned to participate in the Universe's Armageddon...] The voice thundered in billions of minds simultaneously, making Arthur drop his last piece of bread on the dirty slum floor. [Beta Testing Phase: Initiated] [10 Million Chosen Participants] [You have been selected!] "What the F***?" Arthur clutched his head, the system messages burning behind his eyes. This wasn't some phone notification or TV broadcast - this was inside his skull. [Talent Awakening in Progress...] [System...Error!] [SSS Talent Detected: Primordial Summoner] By the time the game had merged with reality, Arthur already had dozens of legendary summons to aid him against the incoming chaos. [You have summoned the SSS-Level "Primordial Dragon"!] [You have extracted the SSS-Level Skill "Berserk"!]

Ch1. " Whoopsie, sorry,” Karr exclaimed as he bumped past the horde of people. The city hummed around him—steam vents hissing, brass pipes clanking, and above it all, the ever-present whir of mechanical motors blasting down from the airships drifting overhead. He zipped past a couple of security guards equipped in jetblack exosuits, and red visors guarding the Malum industries tower. “I’ve got to get myself one of those,” he mused. “GET BACK HERE BOY,” The voice behind him was guttural, laced with static.The boom of reinforced metal boots hammering against the pavement sent vibrations up his legs...." Hey! Im trying to get into writing, so I started this little story I hope you enjoy it!

Is there anything as true happiness? Even a mute girl like me wonder. Once lost in my world of oblivion but now in light of the dirty secrets that played behind me. Murder like common theft and even crime, like the play of little children. who would lead the dynasty? I wonder lies after lies, hypocrisy stench like the smell of laundry making me pounder. It is no longer a mere selection but now the survival of the fittest. I have to become the heiress which I've been named either by hook or by crook, even if it means relaying on the influence of the man I've been sold to it's now time I cause havoc and disrupt the peace of many, causes the downfall of many, and place many on their toes as they try to discover who the orchestrator is But who would ever suspect a mute?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT, DARK THEMES] “I will tie you to the bedpost and fuck you like a dirty little slut. Our bodies will meet in perfumes and in sweat until you're screaming for mercy from me… your big bad fuckable lord and Alpha." He vowed and my face seared with humiliation. Wasn't it laughable that I was not humiliated because of his words, but because of what the thoughts that lingered at the back of my mind were? I wanted every bit of it. The crazy wild sex, the toxic bond… somehow—the sound of them set my soul on fire. I wanted them all. ____ Phoebe Skywalker is a humble maid in the mansion of the Prestigious Blue Moon’s Alpha. When she is chosen as the Moon's Chosen who is destined to mate with the Alpha, no one expected this taboo as only elites were allowed to become the Luna. Unable to tolerate this humiliation, the arrogant Alpha rejects her. But the Alpha Council intervenes, forcing him to mate with the unlikely chosen one. Phoebe becomes the pack’s Luna but Alpha Kaene would never open his heart to her… or so he thought. When he tries his best to intimidate her, promising her unending nights of merciless lovemaking, Kaene doesn't expect the feisty side of Phoebe that he soon comes to discover. The taboo Luna shocks everyone as she not only shines in conquering enemies but also in stealing the heart of the stoic Alpha Kaene.

In a world of moonlit packs and tangled destinies, Talia, the weakest Luna, faces heartbreak when her mate, Vance, succumbs to betrayal with her best friend, Nadia. When Nadia's deceit turns tragic, leading to Talia's death, Talia awakens in a new body, seeking revenge and discovering a past entwined with her parents' demise. As Luna of Silverhaven, she battles love, hatred, and dirty family secrets, determined to rewrite her destiny. Talia must choose between the love she lost and the newfound strength she gained. How does Talia navigate her newfound identity and strength after being reborn in someone else's body? What role does Ken play in helping Talia heal from her past betrayals and learn to love again? How does Talia handle the complex emotions of seeking revenge and finding love with Ken? Will Talia's past come back to haunt her, or can she truly move forward with her new life alongside Ken? Find out in Her Moonlit Revenge.

Miyagi Kyo, a 30-year-old virgin, saves a child from a truck and wins the goddess's favor. Reborn as a dashing high school student in a world with a staggering 1:30 male to female ratio, he is suddenly surrounded by stunning girls—his blonde yankee neighbor, the diligent class president, and more. With a heart full of excitement, Miyagi dives into his exhilarating second life! _____________________________________________________________ 50 Power stones = Extra Chapter Gain access to more chapters and help me purchase more character pictures by supporting my Patreon! p@treon.c0m/AlwaysWantedSupport

Adrian thought he had bought a game. Instead, the game had bought him. When he booted up War Crown, he expected a night of strategy and conquest. What he got was a contract—one written in blood and bound by fate. His first world, Athenia, teetered on the edge of annihilation. Daemons from the void twisted nature into monstrosities, cities burned in endless rebellion, and a young emperor, Kael, stood alone against the tide. Victory wasn’t just an option. It was survival. The game had spoken: Clear Act 1 before the deadline, or be claimed by the game itself.

I became an assassin for revenge and achieved my goal, but there was too much tr*sh in this world. I shed blood for decades with the intention of purifying this dirty world, and when I finally became known as the God of Assassination, I met my end with the greatest tyrant who dreamed of unifying the continent. However… ―If in this life you focused on saving the weak through death, then in your next life it should be the opposite. With ‘healing’ rather than ‘blood’… I was reborn as a descendant of the greatest medical family on the continent, leaping over 100 years.

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

Hey, I'm born as secrecy, in a big-big great family. I am a blessing for them. Even if they do a dirty jobs, u should be grateful, they worth the all world's bowels. Humble welcoming, Phoebe

I was never a good Son. I hope my death will bring Honor and some comfort to ease her suffering. As I lay in a pool of blood all I can think about is my mother. "Did I tell you can die yet, you dirty chinx? The fun has just begun, since u and your kind wanna crash your planes into our ships. I'LL show you what's it like to fear death" - Shouted Sargent Lee

[Warning: Mature content, R-18, Sexually explicit content. 100 Chapters done.] LISTEN UP, YOU THIRSTY DEGENERATES! YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THIS SH*T? Forget all that watered-down, fairy-tale bullsht you’ve been spoon-fed. You still here? Well, guess what—you’re about to step into a world where the only rule is to fck sht up and survive. You got demons crawling out of hell and humans so degenerates, they’d trade their own mother for a shot at power. This ain’t no noble quest, it’s a f*cking bloodbath—and you better be ready to get drenched in it. Here’s what you’re about to dive into: • Demons so fine seductive they’ll make you forget what’s right or wrong—who cares when evil looks this damn sexy? • Humans? Hah! They’re more fcked up than the demons! You think they’re the good guys? Guess again, dipsh*t. They’re here to carve out their own slice of hell, and they don’t care whose throat they gotta slit to do it. • Battles so savage, you’ll be choking on blood—if you’re lucky. If you ain’t? You’ll be crawling through the mud, beggin’ for someone to finish you off. Spoiler: They won’t. • Lust? This ain’t romance, you dumb fck. This is raw, filthy, boner-breaking need. Warriors in the heat of battle, ready to fck or kill, sometimes both. And trust me, they don’t care if you watch. "Holy sh*t, I don’t know who’s worse—the demons or the humans!" — Some pervert who thought he was ready for this trash fire. THINK THAT’S IT? HELL NO, YOU DIRTY BASTARD! • Twists so fcking brutal they’ll rip your soul out and use it for target practice. • Choices so fcked up you’ll wish you never had to make ‘em—but guess what? Nobody cares what you wish for, bitch. • A world so black, so hopeless, even the demons are lookin’ for an exit—and there ain’t one, motherf*cker. FINAL WARNING: This ain’t a story for the weak, the clean, or the sane. We got gut-wrenching violence, straight-up vulgar dirty f*cking, and choices that’ll make you puke. If you ain’t down to get your soul violated, turn around and get the f*ck out. This is the point of no return. #DemonsWantBloodAndAss #WuxiaWithZeroF*cks #MoralityIsForTheDead #ThisIsYourNewHell Disclaimer: This story will ruin you. Side effects include sleepless nights, uncontrolled boners, and the overwhelming urge to f*ck, fight, and die all at once. Proceed if you got the balls for it—or not. Cover Art AI Generated.

(Under revising, sorry for the slow update, and thank you for waiting) After waking up and having her memories back, she refused to let them go "huh, she really thinks she can hide from me, I'll make her suffer double what i suffered" "tsk, those people dare bully my family behind my back?! Let's see how brave you are to ignore my words" Everybody get in the line, it's time for your penalty. BUT as they say love really likes to play dirty. Who would have thought that the man she'll fell in love with will be related to her past and would be her worse nightmare. How in the hell I fell in such situation, WHY DOES MY IQ FELL EVERY TIME I MEET HIM???? SHIT, should I take responsibility, but... HEYY WHAT AM I THINKING.. HE'S THE ONE WHO TOOK MY PRECIOUS WHY SHOULD I TAKE RESPONSIBILITY ?? "Because you jumped at me, you don't think you can run without compensation?" "What do you want" With a smirk "off course... YOU"

I ran so fast— my boots digging into the snow. There was nothing to protect me from the cold. When I no longer heard his footsteps behind me, I risked a glance over my shoulder. Relief barely washed over me before I turned back, only to freeze in terror. He was standing right in front of me. He stalked towards me like a predator watching it’s prey. His eyes dark and cold. I swallowed hard, taking a slow step backward. “I think you are forgetting something, Freydis,” he murmured. “What?” “That a wolven, a beast like me, can’t be killed by a single stab,” he said. “If you wanted to kill me you should have aimed for the heart.” In an instant, he was not standing in front of me. He’d moved so fast that it left me breathless. I felt his fingers trail across my soft skin. I swallowed hard, my mind screaming for me to run. Just before I could do anything, he struck, his sharp fangs pierce into my skin.

[As escaped bride x a cold and domineering CEO husband] This was a risk that came at the cost of sincerity. What would you do if your husband did not love you and hid secrets from you? "Get out!" A deep and cold voice suddenly exploded in her ears, sounding especially unhappy. “Get lost!” That person's voice was cold and sinister. In the few years they spent time together, all he ever said to her was to harshly chase her away as if she were something dirty. On the other hand, she chose to continue throwing herself into his arms because other than love, there were more important things awaiting her. She wanted to establish a horizon she could call her own. Five years later, Aria Grant returned to the country to investigate the truth behind her sister's death. She even brought back the precious daughter born of him and her. After returning to the country, she found out that her elder sister's death was closely related to George Flack. To find out the truth behind her sister's death, what kind of entanglement would occur between the two? How would they choose between love and hate?

[WPC MAR 2025 ENTRY] The world changed when the HERO.EXE System activated. Suddenly, everyone gained a hero rank, a level, and unique abilities. Strength was no longer determined by talent or training, only by how well you leveled up. Society evolved into a gamer’s paradise, with Hero Academies, leaderboard rankings, and world-class tournaments deciding who would rise to the top. Takeru Inoue was supposed to be one of them. But when his system booted up, instead of the usual stats screen, he got a single line of text: [Welcome, Beta Tester. Debug Mode unlocked.]

[BOOK 1 Completed!] [BOOK 2- STARTED.] Su Chen, who is tired of following the villainous plot, where he is hunted down by the protagonist’s halo finally decided to call it quit. “Okay, this is the final time that I am repeating this damn plot.” “What? All the heroines can hear my inner voice?… “….So what? You all heroines think that I will be your Licking dog? Low-rated Villain? Same Rich scumy-second generation who buys you everything following that damn original script?” “Sorry, but you are gravely mistaken, my dear!” ……… [No NTR][No Yuri] ………. ***Winner of 2022 yearly Villain book category contest**** …….. Additional tags:(Eavesdropping) ( villain mc) (smart mc) (No beta mc) (no boot-licking mc) ( no pretending to be hidden big-shot) (yandere) (tsundere) ( harem accepting mc) ( brain-wash) (kidnapping) (mindbreak) (Stockholm syndrome) (true love) (obsession) ( regret) ( redemption?) (Strong to stronger). **Cover as well as character images are Ai generated. **Add me to join invite-only author discord server^^ **English used is mostly Uk/British version.

"You, boy, shall take on my power and hide it," the beautiful woman declared, her white hair flowing like a cascade of silk in the wind. It was almost the same shade as the snow crunching beneath my boots—yet hers shimmered with a majesty that made it seem otherworldly. It wasn’t until I found myself flat on my back, sprawled in the snow, that I truly understood the weight of her words. I stared up at the woman, her piercing blue eyes now blazing with an eerie, glowing red. Fangs glinted as they protruded from her lips. Her cold, pale hand gripped my neck, pinning me down, while her other hand pressed firmly against my shoulder. I could feel the weight of her power, suffocating and undeniable. — Sebastian Gray is a vampire. Yeah, that pretty much sums up his life. A vampire pretending to be human—it’s easier that way. After all, who would believe him if he told the truth? Things were fine, mundane even, until Silas Gael showed up. The new transfer student claimed to be a “High-Class Mage from Scotland,” loudly announcing his purpose to anyone who would listen: to find the pureblood vampire hidden in Portland.

WARNING: This book is straightly for 18+ Also whoever choosed to read this, this book contains lot of slut & sex and BDSM. Also this book is also for fun purpose & stands fictional, and totally respects the fact that touching someone requires consent. It also doesn't disrespect any community or individual. Summary: Hey! I'm Erica Madden, as soon as I turned 18teen I ran from home to a country with no familiarity or relation but that's where I met my boss Mr Ezel Evans who payed me alot to be his personal sectary, who would have stayed with him 24/7. Things took a wild turn when started praising my big ass and big boobs and even asking him to cuddle him on top of that his younger brother had eyes on me with definitely some dirty intentions. The craziest part was Mr Ezel rival wanted to wife me up and make me pregnant to teach Ezel a big lesson. Do you think a 18 teen girl who left her country all alone will be able to survive in the world of man's greed and lust? Comment down your opinions.

When Héctor, a man unmatched in the violent world of narcotrafficking, is betrayed and left for dead, his story doesn’t end there. He wakes up in a completely new world: a utopia of superheroes where 40% of the population has abilities and crime is kept in check by superpowered enforcers. But Héctor has no powers. What he lacks in supernatural abilities, he makes up for with something this world has never seen: the brutal cunning of a cartel boss, ruthless strategies, and an unflinching resolve to get his hands dirty. For this trafficker turned antihero, justice is just an excuse, and heroes are just obstacles. Can a man without powers challenge an entire system, or will he be crushed by a world that has never known the true meaning of "fear"? "Druglord of Another World!" is an explosive blend of ultraviolence, merciless tactics, and an antihero determined to break all the rules.

Though born of the same mother and father Oona felt herself to be the superior being and Zosia her younger sister by over a decade was insignificant, an ant to be used at her disposal and will Zosia was raised to be a weapon to be harnessed by Oona yet Oona feels threatened by zosia’s strength which caused tension between sisters emotions collide and Oona is to choose between power and her familial bonds. except.~ “wife” Riezekel calls softly, his tender eyes fixed on Zosia with overflowing warmth, the mangled bodies that laid beneath her feet didn’t waver him instead he pulled her bloodied form into his embrace, capturing her lips into an intense kiss “Husband” a soft moan escaped her lips as her eyes drank the visage of his handsome face, the lingering want in her eyes as clear as day “leave all the dirty works to me wife, the blade is heavy, your hands are fragile” he scolded yet his voice was filled with overflowing warmth and tenderness as he scooped her into his arms

And she spoke, “So many of you are so ignorant. And so dirty. And evil. I will be upon your lives while you use my words. My sounds. My actions. You really are nothing. Less than anything. Babylon. You stole from me. Cut me. Bled me. Mock me. I’ve had enough. It’s time for the truth in the world to know whose word it is.”

[2024 WSA Entry] What happens when a street thug gets transmigrated into a trash-tier novel? Worse — he's stuck as the first cannon fodder villain, the dude destined to get clapped by the regressor protagonist after kidnapping his fiancée. But this thug ain’t your average mobster — he’s packing a Villain System that dishes out overpowered rewards for pulling off ruthless, underhanded moves. And the best part? He’s already read this dumb novel before. Armed with future knowledge and villainous cheat codes, he's flipping the script and turning this trash-tier villain into a hidden boss who plays dirty, manipulates the plot, and hijacks the MC’s destiny one move at a time. Can he rewrite fate and survive? Or will he end up just another stepping stone in the regressor’s path to glory?

Trapped in a deadly game after kicking the bucket? Gotta keep escaping to earn resurrection time? Ji Wuhuan ain’t sweating it! Your worst nightmare joining the game? Now it’s revenge o’clock! Rules of Engagement: 1. Hold hands with your mortal enemy 2. First to win licks the loser’s boots 3. No takebacksies #LoveYourHateCrush #EnemiesWithBenefits

The universe is big. But not big enough to hide. Astra is running away. Alex needs money. And the galaxy... doesn't care about their problems. Astra Caelus, heiress to the powerful Atlantean family, had it all; influence, wealth and a planned future. She was the pride of her father, who saw her as the future of the empire. Until the day she decided to escape. Alex Varneas could be a legend – if he wanted to. He is a former soldier, pilot and mercenary who has long since buried his ambitions under a pile of empty bottles. He has a ship, debts and a permanent hangover – nothing that couldn't be fixed with a quick job. When Astra makes him an offer he can't refuse, he knows one thing for sure: this is going to be bad news. Because Astra is no ordinary passenger, and her journey is a one-way ticket to a place that should have died a long time ago: Earth. And Earth is not what it is made out to be in the old Atlantean legends. A kick-ass space opera, fueled by action and cynicism, in which there are no Jedi knights, but there are grumpy veterans, scams and deals that end in backstabbing. If you love “The Expanse,” “Mass Effect” and “Cowboy Bebop,” you're on the right track. For fans of everything that is dirty, brutal and bloody good.

William was but an ordinary man—until fate saw fit to thrust him fifteen years into the past. Yet, this was no mere journey through time; he awoke not in his own flesh, but in that of the third son of Duke Herne, the most formidable noble in the realm. Now, amidst the glittering halls of power, where smiles conceal daggers and honour is but a well-spoken lie, William must navigate a world where commoners are naught but dust beneath the boots of the aristocracy. In this treacherous game of deception and ambition, he must learn quickly—for in the world of the nobility, ignorance is a death sentence Read the full story at a fair price on P a t r e o n: www.p*atreon.com/c/alcatroz/shop Press the link to read chapters 01 to 600!

" It's like you're a whole different person. You've changed...a lot."Gwen bit her lip to prevent the burning tears in her eyes from falling. " I haven't changed. I'm just showing you a side of me that you didn't get the chance to see before. " His eyes were devoid of emotion and this scared her more than it hurt her. Gwen is pretty much an open book. She's down to earth and likes to view her thoughts . But due to wicked fate , she has to get her hands dirty in order to provide for her family. She'd been in a community gang for the last seven years and her family had no knowledge of this. One thing she'd learnt from working in this gang was that no one was to be trusted. People could either make or break you. Her hidden life is going pretty much the same till she meets Alec Reinster . What role will he play in her life? Will he give her a reason to open up her heart or will he be the reason she wishes she'd never had a heart in the first place ?