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The Male Lead Won'T Let Me Be

Quick Transmigration: Changing the Male Lead's Terrible Fate

On the fourth day of May, Kevin was murdered in his apartment. He has no enemies and no friends. His parents have their own families, and he lives alone in a 200 meter square apartment – in other words, he does not have anyone who bores hatred against him. But he died. And the police concluded his death was an act of revenge homicide. Kevin pondered who would kill him when he suddenly woke to unfamiliar surroundings. And it took a few minutes to be processed in his head… Why are the furnitures so big?! The bed's mattress is so wide it's like the whole floor uses it as a floormat! The window is so high Kevin felt he was inside a church with glass walls as high as a three-storey building! Even worse, the appearance of a flower vase at his side is as tall as him! What the hell is going on?! [Host, you now possess the identity of the Male Lead's precious cat!] Kevin: What did you say? [Current Mission Progress: 0%] [Host, please work hard and prevent the Male Lead's terrible fate!] Kevin: …… What nonsense?! I just died! ………………………. [Host, the villain is one step closer to harming the Male Lead's life! Please prevent them!] Kevin: …… [Host, a villain's lackey wants to kill the Male Lead! Please stop them!] Kevin: ….. [Host, the Male Lead incurred a huge loss because of the villain, please bring him home and pamper him well!] Kevin: …… [Host, the Male Lead is injured because of the villain! Please nurse him back to health!] Kevin: …… Am I the Male Lead's mom or a pet?! ______________________________________________________ Updates are on Wednesday and Thursday.
phoenixhyperion · 294.9K Views

Nope! I can't be the Villainess and Definitely not Male Lead's Mother!

So, I woke up on the day I was supposed to be executed. You know, normal Tuesday stuff. My head was chilling on a wooden platform, and there was this tiny blade dangling right above my neck. Cute, right? Just waiting to slice through and end my fantastic life. Naturally, I thought, "How do I get out of this mess?" And what genius idea came to mind? Pregnancy! Yep, I faked a pregnancy. And not just any pregnancy — I told the Emperor, the very psycho who ordered my execution, that I was carrying his child. Spoiler alert: I was definitely not. But hey, it worked! I kept my head attached to my body. However, when the universe is determined to mess with you, even a fake baby bump can't save you forever. I kept up the act for a whole month before finally running away. Ah, freedom! No more psycho Emperor, no more looming execution, just me, living my best fake-pregnancy-free life, laughing like I was finally out of a bad soap opera. Or so I thought. Because of course, luck had to have the last laugh. Somehow, I ended up being the mother of the male lead. You heard that right. The male lead. In this ridiculous story, I’m not even his real mother, but here I am, stuck inside the palace with a literal murderer, aka the Emperor, who — plot twist! — killed the male lead’s actual mom and turned her into a freaking energy crystal. And now, I'm supposed to save the day. Me, the villainess who's not even supposed to be here. How? No clue. But one thing’s for sure, luck and I need to have a serious talk. Screw you, luck!
K1ERA · 4.3K Views

The Male Lead is Obsessed with Me (Book 2)

WARNING: Mature Content. Winner of WPC #197 (Silver) The handmaiden's hurried footsteps can be heard in the hallway, followed by a loud slamming of the door. When we were finally left alone, Rin's calm voice can be heard, "I don't like that maid of yours, I will have to get you a new one within the week." I nodded, by this time I am used to having my handmaidens changed. He took the comb and started combing my hair, his dark eyes looking straight into my eyes, the sheer perfection of his face in contrast to my ever-plain-looking face. I looked away, I can't bear looking at it, it reminds me of the book that I'm in and how this is not a fairytale. He held me by the shoulders and asked in a cold voice, "Why do you look away? Is the idea of us still so intolerable for you?" I don't know how to answer him so I just nodded and bit my lower lip. He carried me to bed as he kissed my hair. Then, he laid me on the bed, his eyes boring through mine. "I hate that you are afraid of me, and that the idea of us is unacceptable to you. But right now, the only thing making you stay with me is fear of what I'd do if I lose you, I have no choice but to hold onto it. Forgive me Maru, I have no choice but to cherish the fear I have inflicted on you." He disrobed me, his calloused hands rough against my skin, feeling, touching, and leaving warmth where it landed. I winced every time his fingers land on a bruise, or on some of the fresh marks he placed there last night. "Do you want this?" he asked me as his fingers curled against my breasts, pinching one taut nipple after the other. I nodded, unable to deny under his skeptical gaze, I moaned in pleasure when his lips replaced his touch. His tongue licked on a pinkish bud and then sucked so very gently. "Tell me, any time you want me to stop, Maru. One word, that is all I need," he whispered and I blushed as I was reminded that I never stopped his assaults. I was powerless against my own needs, in the modern human world, it seems I am a submissive. And right here taking me in for another torturous night, is my dominant. I am married to Rin Saito, the most powerful monarch this world has ever seen, and I... I think I may have found my master in him. "Raise your hands for me, raise them above your head, and clasp them together," he whispered, his mouth barely an inch from my ear. I obliged, my body trembling from desire and fear combined, anticipating his next orders and feeling my body give in to his control. He took a silky rope he has been keeping on the drawers of the bedside table, and smiling, bounded up my wrists. "Tighter?" his sadistic smile made him a bit more benevolent in my eyes. I trembled from excitement as I nodded my head. He tightened my bind and leveled his head with mine, then he dipped his head, claiming my lips as I squirm helplessly against him. He opened my lips and slid his tongue inside my throat, my own saliva dripping down my neck. "Beautiful, my beautiful Maru," I heard him whisper as his hands continued to travel down, stroking and sliding gently down my skin until it reached my undergarments. "You shouldn't even bother with this, you know of my appetite. I told you not to wear them at night, my love, do you really want to be punished that badly?" I moaned, his lips curving in a proud smile. "I like it when you lose yourself in shameless pleasure. I like it when I can sully the princess and turn her into my queen," he claimed my lips more possessively.
Mary_Algen_Guiang1 · 308.1K Views

The Hero Won't Let Me Transmigrate in Peace [Dark Bl]

Liam never asked for this—an endless cycle of death and rebirth, forced to inhabit the bodies of minor tyrants destined to fall. Each new world plunges him deeper into horror: haunted manors, zombie apocalypse, cursed kingdoms, and more. Survival is a fleeting hope as the so-called "hero" always looms near, ready to deliver justice. But the hero is no savior. Beneath their righteous facade lies an unsettling obsession with Liam, one that grows darker with each reincarnation. Memories resurface, their bond twisting into something unrelenting and consuming. The hero will stop at nothing to claim Liam—no matter the cost. And Liam is changing too. Once desperate to escape, he begins to blur the line between victim and villain. Liam isn’t the villain here. But when you’re stuck in this sick game, sometimes the line between good and evil blurs, and Liam’s starting to wonder which side he’s even on anymore. He becomes a killer—not by nature, but by necessity. Each act chips away at his humanity, pulling him further into the darkness he never wanted. As Liam uncovers the secrets behind these twisted worlds, his strength grows, but so does the hero's. The bond between them deepens, a strange pull that neither can fully understand, and as the hero inches closer to godhood, Liam finds himself more drawn to him than he ever expected. What once was a hatred born from fear now feels... complicated. The hero’s obsession becomes a constant, the one thing that never changes, and Liam finds himself strangely tethered to it, no matter how much he resists. Will Liam break free from the cycle, or will he surrender to the darkness—and to the hero who’s willing to destroy everything, even himself, to make Liam his own? "A tale of obsession, survival, and moral decay, this dark BL transmigration story will leave you breathless. Perfect for fans of psychological horror, slow-burn tension, and morally complex characters."
Kingsjoy · 2.3K Views

Her Fifth Reincarnation Won't Be in Vain

۞ MATURE CONTENT!!! ۞ Amaya once cherished her name. But after enduring five miserable lives, reincarnating again and again into the same family, in the same world, at the same time, she had come to loathe it—almost as much as she despised the Gods who seemed to toy with her existence, breaking her sanity for their own amusement. The only constants in her endless cycle were her suffering, a family willing to sell her to another kingdom for their survival, a lifetime of trauma, and the one man who granted her the only release she ever knew—death. Roman Nebelhain, the prodigious Crown Prince of the mighty Nebelhain Empire, with crimson waves of hair and piercing opal eyes, was her savior in every life. In her 1st life, sold at 11 to an aging, abusive king for military protection, her torment ended when Roman invaded her kingdom. At her pleading, he granted her the mercy of death at 13. In her 2nd life, despite trying to avoid her family’s schemes, she was sold to another cruel prince, enduring worse abuse until Roman’s blade ended her suffering once again. Her 3rd life saw her sold to Roman’s enemy, Zephyr Astrophel, a man who sought to use her magical bloodline for power, only to drive her to the brink of despair. At 25, she begged Roman to end it once more. In her 4th life, she ran from her fate, living briefly in peace until war tore her sanctuary apart. Overwhelmed by grief and rage, she unleashed her power, killing her enemies before turning to Roman for the solace of death yet again. Each life ended the same, and each time, Amaya awoke again, trapped in the endless loop of reincarnation. But in her 5th life, something changed. This time, she resolved to break the cycle. If death had always brought her to Roman, perhaps life would, too. Pretending to be mute to disarm those around her, Amaya set her sights on the man who had unknowingly been her only constant. Her plan was simple: find Roman, convince him to help her, and finally escape the Gods' cruel game. But what she didn’t realize was that this was their plan all along. The Gods had destined her and Roman to be together—not in death, but in life—and this time, there would be no running from it.
AnnGuslavia · 13.4K Views

My Wife Won't Leave Me, Please Send Help!

[You've Successfully Entered Groupchat For The Troubled!] Salted_Mackerel43 [For the first time in my career, I seem to be having trouble with my target. My wife, 24 (M) wouldn't leave, we've been married for 8 months now and my taunts have always worked on him, but now he doesn't even blink an eye. At this rate, my perfect record will turn into ashes. Please send help!] | |NotAMonsterFucker [Have you tried using violence?] | |Salted_Mackerel43 [Thank you for the advice! I did try to duel him one time, but even with a damaged leg he still managed to send me flying with a sword. After that, he tended to my wounds and he's even teaching me how to properly fight with a sword now.] | |I'llSueEverything [Reminds me of that time I got scammed by a game and was forced to work for the Intergalactic System.] | |Vigilante_Husband [I don't see a connection.] | |I'llSueEverything [Squint harder.] | |GalacticWeirdo0×0 [@everyone welcome the new member!!!] | |I'llSueEverything [I already did.] | |GalacticWeirdo0×0 [@SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12 @Vigilante_Husband @What_Is_Love? give @Salted_Mackerel43 some advice!] | |Vigilante_Husband [Just love your wife, I'm sure it'll all work out.] | |What_Is_Love [I asked my coworkers, one said you should make your wife jealous while the other said you should kiss him stupid..?] | |SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12 [...those aren't advice...] | |NotAMonsterFucker[Just use violence! VIOLENCE, LISTEN TO ME @Salted_Mackarel43] | |SHfbejdidhejksidhdjs12 [Give some proper–] | ||I'llSueEverything [Shut you—] | |What_Is_Love? [she als–] | | |Vigilante_Husband [I'm putting all of you in timeout.] Cheng Jin watched as the chatroom errupted into chaos. In the end, he couldn't ask any decent advice. "You told me that this was the no.1 chatroom in the mainstream. Why is it only 4 people?" [Correction. 5, you're also a part of it now.] Before Cheng Jin could complain, the door to his room opened and he quickly scrambled to get back on his bed. "I've brought breakfast." Ying Yu entered with a tray of food, seeing this, Cheng Jin's soul almost left his body. Seeing Cheng Jin's odd expression, Ying Yu carefully placed the tray down before striding to the other's side. With his left hand, he grasped Cheng Jin's shoulder, before the other could protest, Ying Yu was already pressing his face closer, their foreheads touching. After a beat, Ying Yu slowly retreated, his eyes never leaving Cheng Jin. "You don't have a fever, but why are you red?" Honestly, Cheng Jin doesn't know. What he does know though, that he preferably wants to be burried 8 feet below the ground right now. 'PLEASE SEND HELP!'
Crazy_Fish · 77 Views
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