Baked Potato Monologue

[Intelligence 1: In the trash can outside the wholesale market, there is an iced black tea bottle cap that can be scanned into an iPhone worth 4,399 yuan! ] [Intelligence 2: In the trash can at the entrance of the village in the city, there is a Longines Mini Dolce Vita series ladies watch worth 13,300 yuan in the interlayer of a light green women's down jacket! ] [Intelligence 3: The enamel basin you eat in will usher in a wave of traffic in the next week, and the price will skyrocket! It is recommended to stock up! ] [Intelligence 4: The coconut snail in the water tank of the Pangge Seafood Barbecue Stall in the village in the city contains a Melo Pearl worth 120,000 yuan! ] [Intelligence 5: A certain payment software can enjoy a 20% cash reduction for any transaction between 14:35 and 14:40 in the afternoon! ] [Intelligence 6: The beef rolls sold in the live broadcast room of a fitness anchor are synthetic beef, and you can get a compensation of 10 times the price of fake ones. ] [Intelligence: 7: A cold wave will appear in a week and last for a whole month. The price of fox and raccoon fur will rise sharply. It is recommended to stock up! ] [Intelligence 8: This year, Jiangjiazhuang has good weather and good harvests. Sweet potatoes will have a super bumper harvest, and the price will rise steadily! ] [Intelligence 9: A beef cattle sold in the livestock market has a natural bezoar weighing 1,000 grams! ] [Intelligence 10: Xiaoshahe Urban Village will be demolished in half a year! ] Relying on various money-making intelligence provided by the daily intelligence system. Jiang Tao has gradually achieved financial freedom from debt!

Jack was a misfit on Earth — a man who worked dozens of jobs but never found a place to belong. One night, he closed his eyes expecting another dead-end morning... and woke up in a mansion, in a kingdom at war, with a name he didn’t recognize — but a life already in ruins. Everyone hated him. Even the servants spat when he walked by. His wife? The kingdom’s top general, Elsa, who hadn’t seen him in five years and only married him due to a scandal neither of them chose. His children? Barely spoke to him. The court? Mocked him with every breath. Stripped of dignity, drowned in debt, and carrying the sins of a man he can’t remember being — Jack makes a vow: "I won’t beg for love. I won’t chase after what’s lost. But I will become someone I can respect — even if no one else ever does." But fate is not done with him. What begins as survival soon becomes revolution — one potato, one broken town, one daughter’s letter at a time. As Jack rises through impossible trials, even the kingdom’s seers whisper: "A man fated to be discarded may yet become the axis of the empire." A silent war brews at court. A prophecy looms over his children. And his estranged wife fights battles for a future Jack doesn’t even know he’s part of… In a world where everyone remembers the man he was, can Jack rewrite the story of who he’ll become?

Imagine: A stone-cold Russian billionaire heir—Viktor Mikhailov (picture: brooding, black turtlenecks, eyes like a winter storm)—gets his entire life nuked when a secret baby appears on his doorstep during a thunderstorm. The twist? - The mom’s a manipulative party-girl who drugged him to get pregnant (trauma). - Baby Misha is half-Korean, all cheeks, and already inherits his "I will end you" glare. - Viktor’s family? Literal villains. Think: evil stepmoms, icy patriarch, and a mansion full of backstabbers. Now he’s juggling: - Harvard poetry classes (his one soft spot), - Diaper explosions (Yuri, his himbo bodyguard/BFF, helps… sorta), - Mafia-level family drama (they want the baby gone). Vibes: - "John Wick but with baby wipes." - "Succession meets Masha and the bear." - Angst so thick you could drown in it… until Misha babbles and Viktor’s cold heart melts. Why you’ll cry: - Viktor whispering “I don’t deserve you" while sobbing into Misha’s curls. - Misha throwing mashed potatoes (Ah, I think it was yogurt? shii, I don't remember) at Anastasia’s $50k fur coat. - The jellyfish hair clips. Always the jellyfish clips. TL;DR: A man who’d never held a baby becomes DAD OF THE YEAR while fighting his psycho family, falling in love with his kid, and low-key redeeming his soul. Feat. Russian lullabies, baby fencing lessons, and emotional damage.

Wen Qiao had transmigrated into a book, becoming a notorious, brainless, and easily replaceable vase-like minor celebrity. The worst part was that the first scene she entered was literally a path to disaster; at her own engagement party, she was plotting to seduce the male lead into an irrevocable situation, not to mention that she wanted to break off her engagement with her wealthy, handsome fiancé! Wen Qiao stated, "This cannon fodder script must be changed!" Thus, netizens saw a dramatic transformation in Wen Qiao, who previously had been utterly lovesick and only chased after a man. She became a living, breathing person who aggressively won awards until her hands were sore. Moreover, she had a group of men chasing after her. At the height of her career, Wen Qiao suddenly went public with her sweet relationship with a business tycoon. At the award ceremony, when reporters asked if she planned to marry. Wen Qiao, holding her trophy, had an answer that turned heads, "No, why would I give up the whole forest for one tree?" A couple of days later, Wen Qiao posted a photo of her marriage certificate online with the caption— From now on, I'm Mrs. Fu. Netizens: Didn't you say no marriage? - The super-topic about "Wen Ji and Qi Wu," a couple made popular by a variety show, disappeared overnight. Netizens: ?? Where's my shipped couple? Fu Jinghen: I took care of it. How could my wife be paired up with someone else?

After a scandal cost him his job, the entire city turned its back on him. Doors slammed shut, companies refused to even look his way, and his name became a curse whispered in office halls. With nowhere left to go and no dignity to cling to, Venzel returned to his quiet village, ready to rot—or at least grow potatoes. But fate had other plans. There, in the dirt and dust of defeat… he awakened a golden finger! Now the question is: Will Venzel use it to rise to the heavens— or to smack down every smug bastard who ever looked down on him?

I was just a semi-depressed, chronically online teen with a tendency to monologue and a suspicious addiction to instant noodles… until I sneezed mid-teleport and shattered the laws of spacetime. Now? I’m enrolled in the most elite academy across dimensions, everyone thinks I’m a prodigy, and oh yeah…some ancient multiversal authority marked me as “Existential Threat Level: Cute but Dangerous.” Turns out I accidentally created something. Something I wasn’t supposed to. And now gods, memory assassins, and reality-policing librarians want my head or at least my brain. Preferably still warm. And the worst part? I don’t remember what I did. Every chapter unravels another lie. My classmates may not remember their own pasts… or mine. My best friend vanished, came back as a girl, and no one seems to notice. Our instructors keep disappearing. Shadows stalk the corridors. And there’s a talking Book that leaks cryptic poetry into my dreams. Also….I might be falling in love with too many people too fast, help. Welcome to Blackridge Academy, where magic meets glitchy memory protocols, trauma hides behind sarcasm, and the multiverse really needs therapy. Mystery. Madness. Hot girls. Broken timelines. Found family. And the longer I stay, the more I realize: I didn’t just break the system… I am the system glitch.

In countless worlds, mysterious doors appear, leading to an ordinary-looking convenience store. That is, until you see who’s inside. An immortal cultivator ponders over instant noodles flavor, an ancient demon sips a cola, and a primordial beast carefully holds a bag of potato chips. Beings who could shake the heavens stand quietly in line, waiting their turn. At the counter, a young man scans their purchases. No one knows where he came from, but all understand one thing. In this store, rules must be followed. Welcome to the Dimensional Convenience Store, where even the greatest existences must check the price before they buy. — Releasing: Mon to Fri 2-3 chapters. Sat and Sun 2-4 chapters.

As a dedicated fanfiction translator, I aim to deliver accurate and engaging translations while staying true to the original style. If you’d like to support my work and help me continue translating regularly, please consider my patreon. Support me on patreon and get early excess to new chapters and exclusive content: patreon.com/user?u=79514336 Your support directly contributes to better quality and faster releases. --- Thrown into a post-apocalyptic wilderness, every participant begins with only two things: a beat-up RV and a rusty hoe. There are no rules, no alliances—only one goal: survive. Su Chen awakens in this brutal new world, confused but determined. While others scavenge scraps and fight for clean water, he receives an unbelievable surprise—he's bound to the Hundredfold Amplification System. Whether it's a piece of wood or a rare blueprint, anything he collects can be amplified a hundred times over! A single potato? Now a hundred. A broken solar panel? Now a fully functional solar array. An ordinary RV? Upgraded into a mobile fortress! As others struggle to survive day by day, Su Chen rises above them all, transforming his RV into a moving stronghold and turning the barren wasteland into his personal empire. But the world is far from safe. Dangers lurk beyond every sand dune—mutated beasts, unpredictable weather, and desperate survivors who’d kill for a battery. With a hoe in hand and the system at his side, Su Chen isn’t just surviving. He’s dominating. --- Author: Peach Black Oolong All credits goes to the original owner, I am just a translator, who loves translating different types of novels. If you want to read chapters a ahead, Support me on patreon and get early excess to new chapters and exclusive content: patreon.com/user?u=79514336

He was a wolf in the shadows, destined to lead a hidden world. He was just a boy baking dreams into cinnamon rolls. Fate didn't ask if they were ready- it simply collided their worlds. A slow-burn, forbidden romance between an innocent baker and a dangerous wolf shifter

A cultivator with normal aptitude finally found a treasure that could change his life but to his disappointment, he could not directly benefit from it. *Warning* The MC of this story is goofy. If you are looking for a smart and serious MC, you will be disappointed. Also, my grammar is shit. If you receive brain damage after reading the first chapter, run. ----------- Upload Schedule: Monday-Friday. Weekend rest. ----------- 40 chapters ahead on Patreon, patreon.com/PotatoHero ----------- My ko-fi link is for those who want to support me. ko-fi.com/PotatoHero

Amelia's totally glitched. Not like a computer thing, but a straight-up reality bug. So, her folks had this "oopsie" at work, and BAM! Now she's a multi-universe GPS with cosmic ADHD. Her superpower? Boom, anywhere she thinks of. The catch? If she's thinking "wanna see a star get born" and then, like, "man, fries would be bomb right now," she ain't ending up in a nebula. Nope, potato planet. And yeah, the locals get kinda salty. Happens. Her only sidekick is Zig-Zag, this AI that's part demon, part totally failed life coach, all crammed into a busted Tamagotchi she uses as a keychain. His advice usually boils down to running or blowing stuff up. So helpful, right? And get this, her being a walking glitch set off the universe's fire alarm. Guess who showed up with the cosmic extinguisher? Dr. Qwakthulhu, a duck. Yeah, a freakin' metaphysical, all-powerful duck with glasses and the patience of a DMV worker on Friday afternoon. His mission? Find the bug (aka Amelia) and Ctrl+Alt+Delete her face. Now, Miss Paradox needs to ditch this cosmic duck and, like, majorly deal with the dumb stuff she thinks up. Will she find her jam? Save the universe? Probably not. But watching her try? Gonna be epic.

A mage from distant lands. Hated by the world, she carries its secrets to the lands of the immortal, the demonic and the divine, while being harassed by a certain Dark Lord. --- Author's note: I got bored so, I made this. My grammar isn't the best, plus I'm starting to suspect both my breaking keyboard and failing autocorrect is scheming against me, so sorry about that. I made this while drawing inspiration from my half-baked knowledge of different stuff I've read as well as a story I wrote in secret back in high school (that I never showed anyone, or finished). I wanted to include as many different things as I possibly could when i started writing this stuff which is probably why it is such a mess (especially the names. I wanted to use names from different places in the world, but it got confusing.) I don't want to offend anyone or make any statements on anything in my writing. It is mostly just for self-amusement. That being said, if you like it then good for you. And if you don't, then why are you still here? Shoo! Go! Get out of here! Anyways, enjoy! Oh look! My note is longer than the synopsis! Lets make it longer! Oh look, a butterfly! Whee! Byeeeee!

Died once? Unlucky. Died twice? Suspicious. Got dumped into a new world as a six-year-old chakra-deficient orphan? Now that’s just rude. Meet our unlucky protagonist: once a modern-day rich guy with a loving wife, two kids, and a garage full of mid-life-crisis cars—until fate slammed the brakes with a truck. Reincarnated again in a world where everyone can absorb chakra from the air like free Wi-Fi… except him. Yep, our boy’s basically running a cultivation emulator on potato specs. But fate's not completely cruel—he’s gifted a Tutorial System by a fed-up god who’s tired of watching him die like an NPC. The catch? It nags more than a grandma and upgrades slower than a government app. With a half-drunken master who forgets mid-lesson, a world where punching mountains is normal, and a chakra system locked tighter than grandma’s candy jar, can our accidental cultivator rise to greatness? Or will he die a third time—this time from embarrassment? Brace yourself for absurd power levels, epic fights, weirdly wise drunkards, and the slowest glow-up in cultivation history. This isn't your usual "chosen one" tale—

I'm also uploading this on royalroad under the profile https://www.royalroad.com/profile/751665 You know Truck-kun. The chrome-gleaming, destiny-delivering cosmic entity responsible for everyone else's glorious second chances in a fantasy world. Well, I am Truck-kun. Or, rather, I was. Turns out, being the universe's busiest reincarnation service comes with a mountain of cosmic paperwork, an aggressively cheerful HR department, and absolutely zero paid vacation. One catastrophic "System Overload" and an "Unplanned Recall" later, I, the professional harbinger of plot, found myself unexpectedly isekai'd. Not as an overpowered hero, mind you, but as "Leo": a squishy, bipedal human with a horrifyingly intact consciousness, a pulse (ugh), and a brand-new body that hurts when I think about it. My new "life" comes with a glaring, glitchy HUD. Apparently, I'm now a "MAJOR VILLAIN" with a primary directive to "CAUSE PROBLEMS ON PURPOSE." Problem is, my powers—which basically turn me into a walking, accidental demolition derby—have a nasty habit of doing the exact opposite of villainy. I try to make a dramatic entrance, I accidentally save a bus full of orphans. I attempt grand larceny, I accidentally organize a charity bake sale. My "Villainy Points" are currently a dismal negative, while my "Hero Affection" keeps alarmingly skyrocketing. To make matters worse, the universe’s most annoyingly enthusiastic rookie hero, Solar Seeker (Warning: Excessive Hair Gel Usage), keeps showing up, convinced I'm some kind of misunderstood anti-hero. And don't even get me started on the system that keeps demanding I "commit an atrocity to continue" while simultaneously offering "Tax Evasion" as a villainous act. Meanwhile, the original Truck-kun (me, from another cosmic timeline) is still out there, rampaging across dimensions, causing the very reality I'm stuck in to glitch. So now, I, a former god of vehicular homicide, am stuck trying to be a villain, constantly failing upwards into accidental heroism, all while avoiding HR, actual villains, and the existential dread of having feet. Join Leo – the reluctant, burnt-out villain who just wants to clock out – as he navigates a world that refuses to let him be evil, proving that sometimes, the most spectacular failures lead to the most annoying amount of XP. Get ready for: System errors, accidental good deeds, heroes with bad knees, and a lot of grumpy monologuing.

In his last life, Prince Aleric got cheated on, blamed for everything, and died like a dramatic side character. This time? He’s not falling in love. He’s marrying some exiled noble with no soul weapon, no personality, and no future. Kael Valen was supposed to be safe. Emotionless. Forgettable. Then Aleric accidentally awakened the ancient holy sword. Kael smiled. And the murders began. Turns out Kael is the reincarnated God of Destruction. He's also weirdly clingy, emotionally unstable, and thinks “acts of devotion” include blowing up palaces and baking terrible cookies. Now Aleric lives in a haunted mansion with his suspiciously affectionate husband, sits on the imperial throne without permission, and is constantly trying to stop Kael from killing people mid-tea. He wanted quiet revenge and financial security. What he got was a golden retriever husband with abandonment issues and a divine kill count. Aleric: “Kael, you can’t just behead people because they looked at me.” Kael, smiling with blood on his hands: “But you looked uncomfortable.”

Death by Truck-kun? Too mainstream. I died choking on my own laughter during a late-night comedy rerun. Pathetic? Yes. Fitting for someone who gave up on life halfway through university and became a full-time couch potato? Also yes. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the afterlife—or if I was, it had a suspicious amount of baby talk and clean diapers. I was reincarnated... as an infant. No powers. No memories of my new name. Just chubby cheeks and existential dread. But the real horror? I slowly realized I was now living inside one of those cliché romance novels I absolutely despised. You know the type: cold-hearted king meets brave commoner girl, falls in love, political chaos ensues, blah blah gag me with a spoon. I read it. I hated it. And now? I think I’m in it. And not as the heroine. Or the villain. Or even the funny sidekick. No—I'm just some background baby who probably gets held once, then vanishes from the plot forever. With no grand destiny, no cheat skills, and no idea what chapter we’re on, I’ve decided to do the only thing I was ever good at—absolutely nothing. But fate has a funny way of dragging the lazy into the spotlight… They think I’m innocent. I think this whole thing is a joke. Let's see who breaks first.

Dragon God of the Douluo Continent Xie Yulong just wanted a quiet weekend hike. Instead, he ended up dying—by slipping off a cliff—and waking up somewhere impossible: inside a womb. Yep, reincarnated in the Douluo Continent, with all his memories from his past life intact. Jackpot, right? Loving parents, a cheat-like system, and now a second chance at life. But things got seriously weird on his sixth birthday. During his spirit awakening, a colossal dragon phantom appeared—nine-colored scales shimmering with divine power, a roar that echoed across the continent’s spirit beasts. That’s when it hit him: He’s not just any reincarnate. He’s the future Dragon God. With a divine martial soul, a spirit that hands him spirit rings on a silver platter, and a system that seems to enjoy messing with him, Xie Yulong isn’t here to follow the usual path. Forget plot armor—he’s the plot twist.

The strongest hero in the world… has no idea what the hell he’s doing. For five years, he wrote a fantasy webnovel about the most overpowered protagonist imaginable. A flawless, dramatic, world-shaking hero with a name so long it might actually summon something if said aloud. But after an untimely death, the author wakes up in the body of his own creation, Lucien Aetherion Valeforge, Archmage of the Ninth Flame, Scion of the World Tree, Savior of Realms, etc., etc. Now trapped in the very world he built, one riddled with plot holes, half-baked side quests, and a barely functional magic system, he has no choice but to pretend he knows what he’s doing. Unfortunately, the world isn’t playing along. The villain seems dangerously self-aware. The party he wrote as jokes now has real personalities, real problems, and real trauma. His most powerful spells come with side effects he never bothered to define. And worst of all? Everyone expects him to act like the perfect hero he never actually was. Armed with absurd power and absolutely zero preparedness, he’ll have to navigate his own unstable story, dodge his own writing mistakes, and try not to accidentally destroy the world he once created just for fun.

The world awakens, dungeons form, animals and plants mutate, the gods spectate the world's happenings and find people they think are interesting, and humans gain powers and systems that are tailored to them (They're all the same thing, just with different designs). The usual stuff. It just so happens that our main character's version of the system is, for better or lack of words...flawed. --- Disclaimer: NSFW content will be marked accordingly: N+ for 18+, N- for darker themes, and N for a mix of both. Updates will aim for a chapter every week, with the potential for more depending on my schedule. Your feedback and ideas are greatly appreciated, even if it's just a "good job" or complete negativity. Questions are also welcome.

For nine years, he’s been the king of awkward side-glances and silent admiration, hopelessly crushing on her, Mabel Dorothea, from afar. Now, with just nine days before school ends, this socially anxious high schooler, Eric Russel, has to do the unthinkable: actually talk to her. Armed with sweaty palms, zero experience, and a ticking clock, he’s about to embark on the most nerve-wracking mission of his life. Will he find the guts to confess, or will his inner monologue keep roasting him into silence? "Thinking of her... She would either become my wife or my biggest heartbreak"

Coming back to her family after staying abroad for many years she receives the shocking news from her mother that is going to change her life! He was leading a pretty comfortable life with a pretty successful career as an idol but one morning his mother threw a hot potato in his hands to handle! The only comfort in this turmoil is that they once knew each other *** The second book of the series: 'Runaway Rich Guy's Love Endeavour' The third book of the series: 'Chance Encounter (love at first sight)'

[Warning: You’re about to meet the laziest, dumbest, most annoying MC ever. If yelling at idiots brings you joy, or if watching someone waste insane opportunities is your idea of fun—this is your story.] "Automation isn’t enough of a cheat? Fine, guess I’ll automate CHEATING too," says Lu Sheng, a man so lazy he makes procrastination look like a martial art. Scammed in Hell and roped into working for the Hell Guardians, Lu Sheng’s only talent is avoiding work. Luckily, he somehow scored an Automated System that does all the fighting, thinking, and surviving for him. Now he can sit back, relax, and… oh, wait. Turns out even Hell can’t handle his laziness. From accidentally defeating bosses while taking naps to pissing off demons just by existing, Lu Sheng’s "efforts" bring chaos everywhere he goes. Will his half-baked plans backfire spectacularly, or will the universe just throw its hands up and let him win out of pure exhaustion? This is a story about a guy who cheats at cheating, somehow survives Hell, and makes you want to scream at him every step of the way. -------------------- #ACTION #ADVENTURE #SYSTEM #WEAKTOSTRONG #CULTIVATION #OVERPOWERED #TRANSMIGRATION #ISEKAI #KINGDOMBUILDING #XIANXIA Sorry, guys, no smut, no harem, no romance, no slice of life, no power of friendship. I would like to Thanks my Top 10 Fans - 1. @Aoki_kun, 2. @TheDNAlien, 3. @Philis213, @Shirokiyami, @Spare_4117, @Gideon_Salvatore, @Copper_Gaze, @77starblade, @Scyanicat and @John1c. Cover art AI generated.

Friendship is one of life's greatest treasures, a bond that grows stronger with time, laughter, and shared memories. As Mia and Sophia celebrate their special anniversary, it's a perfect moment to reflect on their joy and warmth that true friendship brings. From the little jokes that make them laugh until their sides hurt to the heartfelt conversations that remind them they were never alone, every moment has been a gift. Here's to the unwavering support, the countless adventures, and the simple yet profound comfort of knowing someone always has your back. Cheers to friendship, love, and the beautiful journey ahead! *Character Brief *Sophia* *Age: Early 20s *Personality: Gentle, introspective, empathetic. *Strengths: Deep emotional intelligence, a natural caregiver, good listener. *Weaknesses: Sometimes hides her struggles to avoid worrying others, can be too self-sacrificing. *Interests: Photography, journaling, cozy aesthetics, herbal teas. *Style: Soft, earthy tones; comfy sweaters; delicate jewelry. *Role in the friendship: The quiet emotional anchor. Sophia is the one who notices the small things, a change in tone, a pause too long, and always checks in. She’s the heart of the duo, often grounding their friendship with tenderness and wisdom. *Mia* Age: Early 20s *Personality: Outgoing, creative, loyal. *Strengths: Bold, thoughtful, loves big gestures, fiercely protective of those she loves. *Weaknesses: Can be impulsive, wears her heart on her sleeve, sometimes struggles with vulnerability. *Interests: Scrapbooking, baking, exploring bookstores, making playlists. *Style: Colorful and playful; statement earrings; comfy sneakers. *Role in the friendship: The sunshine and spark. Mia is expressive and passionate, the one who plans surprises, writes heartfelt notes, and turns birthdays into little festivals of love. She brings joy, color, and energy into their shared world. Together, Sophia and Mia form a beautifully balanced pair: Sophia is the stillness to Mia’s spark, and Mia is the color to Sophia’s calm. Their friendship is defined by deep understanding, emotional safety, and shared growth.

I died. Yeah, not in some grand battle or noble sacrifice—but by falling off a roller coaster. Next thing I know, I wake up in the body of a half-starved kid living in a moldy hut, with a so-called “legendary” physique that’s been nerfed by the heavens themselves. Surprise! I’m in a cultivation world now. Just when I thought things couldn’t get worse, I hear it: [Ding! The Strongest Choice System has been bound to the host.] Great. A system. But instead of giving me power-ups, it hits me with choices—each one more ridiculous than the last. Option 1: Become the Protagonist. Get random plot armor, ancient legacies, fairy waifus… and a weekly assassination attempt. Option 2: Become the Villain. Cool monologues and evil laughs guaranteed. So is getting defeated by some random hero with gold fingers. Option 3: Walk away. Forge your own path. Stay under the radar, grow stronger in secret, and let all those walking clichés kill each other off. Guess which one I picked? Now, with the Innate Sacred Dao Fetus Physique, no fate, no drama, and no rules holding me back, I plan to live quietly, grow obscenely strong, and avoid trouble. ...Too bad this world doesn’t leave people like me alone for long. Watch out, cultivation world. Su Chen isn't playing by the script anymore.

Opening his eyes in a new world, Rebena Black... Steels himself to avoid any confrontations or meetings with the male lead. However... his efforts prove to be for naught as he simply.... find himself... bumping into him at nearly every corner. *** "How much further will you run? Shall I break your legs so you can't anymore?" God! He's a psycho! Why the hell is he chasing me?! Go after the protagonist! *** Find out how Rebena chooses to defy his role as a love rival for the hand of Aaron and yet be entangled in an even more dramatic twist of fate. The strings of fate tugs again.

Lenford Ruthard is a seemingly normal and plain man. However, he holds a secret he never dared bare to the world. He was a homosexual. In this day and age, such preference are tolerated but still seen as vile and disgusting. He never dared to come out to his parents let alone tell his secrets to anybody. His current infatuation with Rayson, the most proficient and talented worker in his office has now suddenly been uncovered. With his sexuality and secret uncovered due to Doyle Richardson, Rayson's best friend and another proficient worker. He is now put in the spotlight with how earnestly he has to work to satisfy Doyle's cravings to keep his secret. WARNING!!! DUBIOUS CONSENT / NON-CON, ABUSE AND RAPE! But if that's okay, you may proceed. You may support my work by buying me a cup of coffee on Ko-fi.com/nicole9924496

"They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.” (Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.) You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing? The MC who never laughs. Never feels. Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence. He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.” He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.” He never flinches, never laughs, never lives — And you call that strength? Funny. Because to me? That’s just a prison in disguise. You see an “alpha.” I see a boy too scared to feel anything real. While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice, I’m already making the Saintess scream, drenched in sin, halo cracked, legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her. And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control. I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh. I didn’t need to dominate her mind — I freed her heart. But that scares people, doesn’t it? Because readers trust the ones who suffer. Who stay quiet. Who kill without blinking and love without showing it. But me? I flirt. I laugh. I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry. I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness. I weaponize mine. Pleasure. Connection. Laughter. That’s my arsenal. And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves, Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems, I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again. You call that luck? Nah. That’s mastery of the three worlds. Because in a world that respects coldness, I came in hot. Where others manipulate, I connect. Where they posture, I play. Where they sacrifice, I seduce. So go ahead. Call me a simp. But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny, I’m the one making goddesses question theirs — with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets. I’m not the hero. Not the villain. I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

In the heart of the vast and mysterious Sahran Wastes, twelve-year-old Zayd lives a quiet life in the sun-baked village of Qalat, where ancient stories are passed down like heirlooms. But one evening, as the desert wind turns strange and the air carries the scent of smoke and honey, Zayd stumbles upon a glowing glass lamp buried in the sands—an object unlike anything he's ever seen. Drawn by a force he cannot explain, Zayd touches the lamp and is thrust into a surreal vision: a dark realm of stars, swirling light, and a shadowy figure who calls him "Bearer of the Flame." When the vision ends, the world is the same—but Zayd is not. As the flame awakens, old powers stir, and ancient prophecies begin to breathe again. Zayd doesn't understand what he's been chosen for—but one thing is clear: The desert is no longer silent. And Zayd's destiny has just begun.

Celeste, a vampire CEO, is used to getting everything she wants — until she meets Miki Arata, an emotionally distant girl whose blood smells like the most addictive thing Celeste’s ever encountered. What begins as obsession turns into love, as Celeste tries everything to win Miki's attention: lavish gifts, sudden appearances, dramatic balcony monologues — but Miki keeps shutting her down. But the more time they spend together, the more Miki begins to soften — just as a powerful vampire, Marcus Dray, appears with a prophecy: kill the human a vampire loves to gain invincible immortality. When Miki is targeted, Celeste gives up everything — even her empire — to protect the girl who once called her "annoying." They flee to the countryside, fight back together, and choose peace over power. ---

Kaito Hattori - pastry chef who owns a little bakery. Daichi Nakano - wealthy customer obsessed with baked goods. A tale about two men who come from different worlds but manage to complete each other...