Rm Virtues

In the world of winged creatures, those born wingless are doomed to become invisible and forgotten. Hawk, Raven, Eagle, Vulture—each spirit determines the fate of its bearer. The ruling winged beings soar high in the sky above mere mortals, their dominance unshakable. Among the supreme avian spirits, Mirabella Flamire, nicknamed “Little Egg” by her captain, was born as a humble sparrow. Aboard the Primrose, she ferried spices across the kingdoms, far from the talons of larger predators. However, her life took a fateful turn when her crew received orders to escort the Hawk King Eros La Velle back to his kingdom after attending the Everdale Crown Prince’s wedding. The shameless king claimed the little sparrow stole his virtue and was hell-bent on insisting they build a nest together. The sparrow, now labeled a promiscuous peacock by the folks: “-_-” Enter an epic tale of fire and flight, where the truth buried beneath the sand is revealed, testing love and loyalty beyond the skies.

New novel "Tremble, Universe's Great Beings" is currently being serialized~ Overnight, a beautiful culinary goddess turned into the despised Little Disaster Star A rundown house with three rooms, a disabled father, a weak mother, and two skinny younger sisters to take care of What?! Her mother gave birth to three daughters just because she was hard on her brothers' lives? Her father fell off the roof and has been bedridden for half a year, just because she was playing with mud nearby? She calls her grandparents once, and instantly one falls ill and the other has an accident; even the beloved sons of her Uncle's family choke on their food because that day happens to be her birthday Humph! Uncle might tolerate it, but Aunt cannot! If I don't show my power, will they all treat me like Garfield the cat?! They think for five taels of silver, they can sell me to a sick weakling for good luck? Fine, since I'm the Little Disaster Star, let's turn your house into a disaster zone! They want to sell her sister into a wealthy household to become a slave or maidservant? She shouts, grabs a cleaver, fights the demons she meets, and slays the ghosts she encounters. From then onwards, her reputation as a wild shrew spreads throughout the village So be it if I'm wild. For the sake of loved ones, I gladly become the wild Kitchen Lady. With my superb cooking skills, I open a restaurant, become a top chef, develop new recipes, capture the hearts of food lovers, and even come up with new ways to make a big fortune, leading my whole family to wealth and a better standard of living! As for those shameless relatives licking their faces and coming back to recognize kinship, she gives a sweet smile, waves them farewell: Have a good trip. The disownment paper is already framed and hanging on the wall! As for men, well, even my little sister knows: Being handsome can't fill your stomach. A man who earns money, spoils his wife, and follows the three obediences and four virtues is a top-quality brother-in-law. Serious statement: This article is purely fictional. Please do not imitate any plots, behaviors, actions, etc. Cherish your life and live well~

The frail young lady of the Tang Family, raised for five years in the Daoist temple, was brought back home. Everyone harbored their own thoughts, preparing to welcome a delicate and sickly young girl, only to be met with a bright and shiny Little Baldy. She followed them around like a little tail, proclaiming that their days were numbered. Initially, the Tang Family resisted this, arguing that even if she wasn't a sweet and adorable child, she shouldn't be a nonsensical Little Swindler! Latter on, as the little girl, vexed and embarrassed the bad guys with talk of imminent retaliation, amid everyone's cries of alarm, she confronted them with a little dust whisk in one hand and a small clenched fist in the other in an attempt to 'conquer with virtue' on their behalf. The Tang Family, gradually freeloading: Delicious! ** In the wealthy Rong Family, with a century-old legacy, there were rumors that a precious young master resided within its vast estate, dressed in traditional Tang Suit, his wrist adorned with Buddha Beads, a figure everyone dreaded. One day, under the pear tree in the courtyard, on the recliner, lay a pile of fluffy yarn balls neatly placed on the knees of that always composed and sagacious youth who was almost bewitching. The Personal Guard was puzzled, as the young master's fingers were never known to touch even spring water. Then they heard the young master ask in a gentle voice: After much consideration, a fluffy hat seems warmer, don't you think? Which color do you think Jinjin would look good in, pink or multicolored? Personal Guard: ??? ** Rong Qing had known since he was young that he was different from others, with a heavy malevolence about him, calling evil spirits close. That is until he met Tang Jin wielding a little dust whisk, pinning Evil Spirits to the ground and pummeling them, while others fled in all directions, as she recited "the sea of bitterness has no bounds, turn your head to see the shore." Latter on, Rong Qing, touching her Little Baldy head, pulled her hand with a smile: Jinjin, would you care to save your brother as well? Seeing that you're so pretty, Little Milk Jin let herself be led by the hand, cooing with reserved pride: I can.

Ethan, once hailed as a hero and a prodigy, finds himself betrayed by those he trusted and condemned to death. In a new world granted by a mysterious goddess, Ethan is reborn with the power to command the elements and the determination to change his fate. As he rises to become the new Demon King, he must confront his past, the corruption of his former allies, and his own inner turmoil. Will he fall to vengeance, or can he break the cycle of destruction and forge a new path for both demons and humans?

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

Betrayed by his most trusted disciple, Lu Tianran, the feared Devil Sovereign of the Dark Abyss, met his end on the battlefield he ruled. But death was not the end for him. Awakening in a foreign world, Tianran finds himself in the body of Wei Liang, the last remnant of the Fallen Moon Sect—a sect hunted to extinction by the so-called righteous cultivators. Stripped of his former strength and trapped in a frail body, Tianran must navigate a new world with its own cultivation system, rules, and politics. Armed with the knowledge of forbidden abyssal arts and an unyielding will to reclaim his power, he begins his journey from the depths of despair. But this world is different. Demonic cultivation is outlawed, and the righteous sects reign supreme, hiding their corruption behind facades of virtue. Weakened but undeterred, Tianran resolves to rise once again, forging a path through deceitful sects, hypocritical heroes, and a world that seeks his destruction. He is no hero. He has no need for righteousness. He is the Devil Sovereign, and this time, the world will bow—or burn. --- Themes: Betrayal, vengeance, power, and the blurred line between good and evil. A story of grit and determination as a once-unmatched tyrant fights to reclaim his strength and shape the world to his will. Patreon:patreon.com/Novelmaker

"Bleh." - Imp An Imp, a monster known to kill with a grin, a demon of the world, a creature of incredible might! Something that no force in the world can stand against! At least that's what the Main Character would like himself to be, the reality is very different, however. Exactly that Imp stumbles along a path of unfortunate fortunes and grows through it, in a world that hates its very existence. It grows more intelligent, more powerful, simply better at whatever it needs to do. Amongst other things, that includes raising children, killing Soldiers, and carving wooden figurines for money.

Anger issues was never a problem for Rio, but what can he say after he swiped away his system in anger when the crystallisation began on earth. With portals popping up and monster storming out of them how can Rio be expected not get angry at his lack of a level up tool. Armed with just an axe, as the days go by, Rio has a rapidly building peeve against his never present system and the last virtue on his list is tolerance. "System" "..... " "System" "........" "Grrrrr!" "These guys are noisy, I'll just kill them." Normally, worlds undergoing crystallisation should be struggling to get stonger and survive the brutal process but on earth it is different as they are rather focused on pleasing their brutal and unforgiving Tyrant

Follow Benjamin Joyce, an elderly man with a passion for blacksmithing who spent his life travelling the world and learning new things. Now, after helping out the developers of the first ever real VRMMO game, he gets the chance to play said game earlier than the majority of other people. Taking this chance to do what he loves now that his real body is slowly giving in to his old age and the profession he lives for is no longer as important as it used to be, he starts his journey to become this new world's greatest Craftsman! ----- Check out my second novel, Demon's Virtue! https://www.webnovel.com/book/15238973305579305/Demon%27s-Virtue ----- Join the discord! https://discord.gg/uFRQvTe ----- Cover by: Belk (belkbelkbelk on Instagram)

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

Is it Sin that makes one a sinner? Or is it Kin that makes one a sinner? Many say we are born innocent and untainted, and yet in Sin we are all related to one another. For we are one Kin, and with this Sin we share that we are born with. And even a certain doctrine holds that one's Kin, through the fact of birth, inherit a tainted nature with a proclivity to sinful conduct in need of regeneration… "I was brought forth in iniquity, and in Sin did my Mother conceive me." …or so the doctrine says, "We are all born sinners because of Kin that brings us together." …and so we think: we are born with Sin inherited from our Kin, But, should that hold us back from acting with virtue? No, we should not hold back, even when Sin entered the world through one Kin, and Death through Sin, and in this way, Death came to all beings, because all sinned, But even so, we all have freedom to be a being we want when we embrace Death, To be a fraudulent Human, To be a violent Angel, To be a benevolent Devil, And what one wants to be, neither "Sin" nor "Kin" should define what "Self" one is going to be, let "Journey" instead that defines one "Self"

Elias, a man of unwavering virtue, finds himself cast into the lowest level of hell after an abrupt death, unjustly condemned to a fate he can’t understand nor remember. Desperate to escape the brutal underworld, he battles against monstrous gatekeepers, guided only a mysterious “System” that offers more questions than answers. Elias embarks on a long and treacherous ascent back to Earth, seeking both answers and freedom, only to be confronted by memories he doesn’t want to remember.

In the dystopic world of 2072 ravaged by a ruthless war, Mike is a cyberknight fighting for a regime which promises justice and reforms to a broken world. However, virtue is a fragile concept, especially for an empire built on lies. Eventually, corrupt minds filled with delusion and madness will reveal themselves. When the masks drop, will there still be peace or a future? Blessed are those who can dream, condemned are those who remain in reality. In the dark, resolve is the only path forward. This novel combines fantasy and sci-fi into a story you have never seen before. Give it a try and you will stay for the plot and the high-intensity actions.

In a realm shaped by the quiet pulse of Virtus, a young paraplegic survivor finds himself chosen by a mysterious Guardian. With his family lost to a brutal attack, he enters the Imperial Academy, determined to claim the keys that unlock hidden power. Yet each new key he obtains reveals how tangled the world is—an Empire hungry for dominance and choices that test the line between vengeance and duty. As alliances strain and shadows grow longer, he’ll learn that true strength isn’t just found in the keys he holds and the courage to face what lies beyond them.

Neva and Rhett, the two youths have their heart strings attached in love. Interfering their peaceful life circumstances unfolds scattering blades in their romance. Ishmael, with a heart of spikes, he looks to mend the wound, searching and failing for his Neva separated from him. Rays of love and joy filtering through clouds of horror in the world, Neva before him once more. The twisted fate entangling them, reveals the game of sphere as misery burns their soul. Concealed life beyond turning pages—one after another. The tale gathers: sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and weakness, destruction and creation, love and hate. Illusion is where we live; in the Garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusive is serenity; an evermore sanguine of love. Visionary of Eden in the new earth; sows hope deep in the soul. Delusory pleasure of the world; shall bring us burns in the ocean of fire. Illusive Eden is peace. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of the man, even now bleeding red. The whisper whirls with the dawn of a man. He, who pretends to be the Hero. (The girl who promised to always be together, Forbids him to ever appear, Refusing to recognise him, She disregards all he ever had. Vowing to protect her, He's the terrifying truth she hopes rules lie. Tripping and ripping her, He's the living tragedy looming in on her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth; He's the villain pretending to be a Hero.)

Vist my SubscribeStar page to read more chapters, up to Chapter 610!!! : https://subscribestar.adult/dreamwalker Feel free to support me there :) *All characters are 18+, all scenes are fictional!* *All content and extra stuff do not represent real people or places* With the Marvel X DC universe as the theme, this is a tale of conquering the beauty FCs in this Marvel and DC mixed universe. A daughter's daughter is still my daughter - what better than being a superhero is to be a superhero's father! This is the shameless journey of a scoundrel seducing other men's wives and mothers to struggle upwards. It contains all kinds of risque elements - the more shameless the better! The Penguin's mother, Bucky's mother, Captain America's mother, Iron Man's mother, Wonder Woman and her Amazon sisters, Wanda... No beautiful Marvel and Dc mothers escapes his clutches. He leaves behind him a trail of defiled virtue, morally compromised women, and superhero daddy issues. This lecherous Casanova MC stops at nothing to satiate his endless deviant appetites! Timeline - start from WWII - The MC NTR others - The MC is the little brother of Captain America, named Chris Rogers - No frustration - The MC would has a well known special title - Chris the Conquer of Your Mother PS: It is my first time to write, hope you can enjoy my stories, just feel free to leave any comments as they would be the valuable encourage to me :)

Eunice, a wealthy and powerful widow, was the epitome of success. To the world, she was an ambitious woman, admired and revered for her achievements. But beneath her façade of power and grace lay a dark truth. Behind the scenes, Eunice was far from virtuous—her empire was built on foundations most would not dare to explore. Her carefully constructed life began to crumble when she encountered Mammon, the self-proclaimed First Son of Satan. A seemingly ordinary vase became the catalyst for a life-altering confrontation. Mammon, angered by her audacity to tamper with his artifact, presented Eunice with a sinister punishment: three wishes she must make. But Eunice, ever strong-willed and defiant, refused to bow to the whims of a creature she called a "witch." Their encounters became a battle of wills, her unyielding nature clashing against his overwhelming power. Yet, even the strongest resolve can falter. As Mammon revealed unsettling truths about her past and the people closest to her, Eunice’s world grew increasingly unstable. The most shocking revelation? Her late husband Gabriel—a man she loved deeply—may not have been who she thought. The power she held, her wealth, and her influence, were all pieces of a darker puzzle. Aurora, her seemingly innocent daughter, was not just hers but the child of something far more sinister. When Eunice finally uttered her first wish—"I want my dead lover to return to me"—she unknowingly set events in motion that could tear apart everything she had ever built. “Dead husband?” Mammon sneered, his crimson eyes glinting with dark amusement. “Are you sure that’s what you want, Madam? Do you even know who he truly was?”

The sugary sweet life of the beautiful young Miss Asher. Plunged into wealth and riches, while growing under an umbrella shade from the stench of poverty and struggles. The Riechard family's lovely little Miss, who grew absent from her parents love; from a young age living under the Reichard family household. She waxed quickly older with time. Becoming a woman of noble virtues and good characters. Graduating from a top institute of medicine and a perfect fiance who loves and pampers her along with his family. Her world came to crash, when false news flies all over the city. Showcasing her life; painted as immoral and loose virtue, tarnishing the perfect image and reputation once built. Pushed from the once family that raised her, canceling her engagement proposal and left devastated. ----- A rainy night in Tyle city. The silhouette of a petite woman walked under the rain in the empty street, amidst the heavy beating and showering droplets. She dragged her weary herself through the cold and judging streets fully drenched as a lifeless corpse pushed around. Her clothes stuck to her from the rain, with eyes devoid of an actual sight. Crossing the deserted roads across the street, when a car collided into her, falling unconscious on the wet road. Asher opens her eyes, slowly to the soft warmth around her, feeling like death had taken her; only to see an intravenous inserted in her hands and beside her bed a man stood there holding a paper. " Miss, my boss saved your life. In exchange he wants a marriage contract with you. "

Love gives us the courage to dream, faith gives us the strength to believe, and determination gives us the resilience to persevere. With these three virtues, we can conquer fear, overcome doubt, and achieve greatness. ‎

Synopsis Gin, a regretful man in his late 20s, tragically passes away just as he discovers a newfound motivation for life. Filled with a desperate desire for a second chance, he beseeches the goddess of virtue to grant him the opportunity to live again in the same world, but with the ability to choose his own power. “…Is it not possible?” “No. It is not possible.” To his dismay, the goddess reveals that such a wish is beyond her capabilities, leaving Gin disheartened. However, unwilling to abandon his dreams of living on Earth with extraordinary abilities, he formulates a different request: "Grant me the power to become a god." Thus, embarks Gin's journey in another realm as he strives to return to his original world, driven by Faith, Lust, and the intertwined forces of Hypnosis. WARNING: Will contain HEAVY Futanari, Gender-Bender (Male/Female to Futa), and Mind Control/Mind Break in later chapters (Read the tags) Genre

NOTE: Chapters are LONG, ~10X normal. Add ~600 chps to the actual count. When college physics student Mizuki Hakuto faces the obligatory bus-kun death of all isekai protagonists, he's brought face-to-face with a divine entity. When not mocking Mizuki, the so-called godling explains the nature of the universe – gods, godlings, mythical beasts, and more. Most importantly, magic is real. Just...not on Earth. Inspired by Earth's manga and having a penchant for drama, the godling offers him the opportunity to experience these things on a different world. The world is ruled by a strange god that treats it like a divine petri dish, and it's filled with interesting creatures the god collected from all across the universe. The god of this strange planet seems welcoming and helpful at first, but Mizuki quickly realizes that all is not as it seems in the magical world of Azura. Wielding science and newfound sorcery, Mizuki investigates the fundamental laws of magic, the nature of the divine, and more, but his progress is watched in secret by powerful forces. As he gains knowledge and power, and his darker nature is revealed, will the gods sit idly by? FAQ: Q – What's the overall tone of this story? A – It seems pretty lighthearted at first, but the trajectory of the story makes it progressively darker. I'd say the story takes itself fairly serious at times, but the characters' personalities lend to plenty of comedic dialogue. Especially in the lull between major events. Q – Isekai tropes? A – Yes. Some are leaned into, some are mocked, but most make an appearance in some form. Q – Is the MC's prior life relevant? A – Yes! The MC relies heavily on knowledge specific to Earth, and especially his science background. The MC trying to reconcile his scientific understanding from Earth with this newfound variable of magic is a major theme of the story. Q – How is the MC isekai'd? Is he reincarnated? A – In the most tropey way possible, of course. He gets hit by a bus. After dying, he's resurrected in his original body and sent to another world as an adult. Q – Is there slavery in this isekai? A – Yes, and it's not a pretty industry. However, the MC detests the slavery on Azura. The story won't shy away from the effect it has on the lives of those the MC meets. This will not be one of those stories where the MC virtue signals about how bad slavery is, but inexplicably keeps slaves of their own and it's painted as 'good' because the slaves are 'treated well'. Q – Is the MC overpowered? A – Absolutely, but this will change much later, as the story progresses. Q – Is this another self-insert isekai story? A – I certainly think it's true that the MC lacks personality early on in the series – it takes a while to learn much about his personal life on Earth or personality. We're watching an MC who seems to be a reactionary person on Earth, just going through the motions, necessarily develop more of a sense of self in a world where his actions are more consequential. Q – You tagged this as 'romance'...is there a harem? A – Yup. It takes a long time, and the harem remains quite small, but eventually it happens.

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

in a world where slavery runs rampant, Rah a survivor of it manages to escape after Eight years with his little sister and an Beast Man who all go on quest to change the world I will be posting this story on Royal Road.com

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

I traveled through to a different world . This world is atleast 100 times or more bigger than earth . In this world everything depends on a person cultivation . The body i possess also has its own past. This is a perfect world for a person like me, i want to dominate this whole world Either by virtue or by power [To the Royal Road Staff] I will be submitting this work on Royal Road

What defines virtue, and who decides its measure? If those in white robes preach justice but silence dissent with bloodied hands, can they still call themselves righteous? And what of those cloaked in shadow? If forbidden power is wielded to strike down oppressors, are they evil—or simply feared? In a world where strength is law, virtue bends to the will of the powerful. In the darkness, Xu Yan rose as the Shadow Emperor, leaving virtue behind for ambition.

After dying unexpectedly, she was reborn as a ten-year-old little girl in an ancient farming family, with barely a few rooms in her house and even fewer acres of land, not to mention a household of the old, weak, sick, and disabled. Fortunately, the elders in the family were kind and honest, her brothers loving and good-natured, and the neighbors harmonious and friendly. For Yang Mengchen, who had suffered from her relatives' torment and endured all sorts of mockery and scolding since she was young, this was truly a blessing from heaven. To support the family she loved, she resolutely took on the heavy responsibility of providing for them. If she, a modern corporate CEO who had once dominated the business world, couldn't feed a family, then who could? Pharmaceutical recipes, building greenhouses, opening storefronts... Not only did her family start living a comfortable and prosperous life, but she also led the surrounding villages in creating a magnificent pastoral scene! With money and fame, as she grew up, Yang Mengchen decided it was time to choose a husband, and thus, young talents from around the world began to flock to her. Who knew a grim-faced god of death would be blocking the entrance to the Yang family's home? "You're too tall, you're too short, you're too fat, you're too skinny, you're too dark, you're too pale, you're uneducated, you're deceitful and sly... All eliminated!" In a moment, the entrance was empty, and Yang Mengchen was instantly furious, "Prince, you've driven everyone away. How am I supposed to choose a husband now?" "I would like to see who dares to marry you. I wouldn't mind sending him to the Underworld as a groom!" Yang Mengchen... A certain Prince counted his merits on his fingers: "I have power, prestige, and substance, no concubines, no secret love affairs, no gallivanting— I embody the standards of a husband's three obediences and four virtues... In short, only I, this unparalleled good man, am worthy of you!" The guards: Oh wise and valiant Prince, is it really good to be so lacking in your role as a husband?

University student Gu Zhi never expected her life to take such a bizarre turn—especially not after getting hit by a car while helping an elderly lady cross the street. When she wakes up, it’s not in a hospital bed but inside a glowing void, bound to a quirky “freshly-manufactured” system. Her new mission? Travel across multiple worlds to fix the twisted fates of powerful villains whose hearts have been consumed by darkness. Each world thrusts Gu Zhi into a new role, a unique challenge, and an unpredictable villain: In a post-apocalyptic wasteland, she faces off against a cold and calculating tech overlord while battling mutant creatures. In a magical medieval kingdom, she becomes entangled in the revenge plans of a stoic knight. In the vast reaches of space, she tries to outwit a charismatic rebel leader bent on galactic destruction. From the deep seas of Atlantis to the shadowy courts of vampires, even to the wild savannas of a beastman kingdom, every adventure pushes her courage, wit, and heart to the limit. But these villains aren’t just dangerous—they’re strangely compelling. As Gu Zhi breaks through their icy exteriors with her humor, determination, and charm, she begins to uncover the pain and humanity buried beneath. In the process, she grows closer to understanding her own path and destiny. Will Gu Zhi succeed in rewriting these villains’ fates and collecting enough virtue points to resurrect? Or will she become entangled in their worlds forever? Sweet, adventurous, and laugh-out-loud funny, this is a fast-transmigration story of love, redemption, and second chances.

In the glittering world of Manhattan's elite, two souls are bound by an unholy pact - a marriage contract forged to save their respective family legacies. Kiara Davis, a beautiful but traumatized orphan, agrees to wed Mike Robinson, a ruthlessly ambitious billionaire with a soul as cold as the steel in his skyscrapers. "I don't love you," Mike snarls, his icy eyes raking over Kiara's delicate form. "This is just business." Yet amid the dizzying power plays and dizzying wealth, blazing desire ignites between them like a wildfire. Mike finds himself craving more from his beguiling new bride than just her virtue. And Kiara discovers there is fiery passion smoldering beneath Mike's unfeeling facade. But their white-hot consummation could unravel at any moment when dark secrets and sinister agendas are unleashed from the shadows. Mike's depraved father and twisted half-brother join forces to destroy everything he's built. "You were a fool to cross me, son," Robinson senior hisses menacingly. "I'll bury you just like I did your whore of a mother." An undercover seductress from a rival company ensnares Mike in a dangerous erotic trap. And an old trauma surfaces from Kiara's past, threatening to splinter her fragile psyche once more when she whispers: "The girls...they hurt me again." In the ultimate power struggle between ruthless ambitions and pure desires, who will surrender first? Amidst the grandeur and cutthroat stakes of New York's billionaire playground, Mike and Kiara must choose - embrace their all-consuming love...or let it consume them both into sweet oblivion. Brace yourself for the sumptuous, high-stakes romance of the year in this tantalizing novel about passion, obsession, and letting yourself burn for love.

*Clang!* The mask split in half, revealing a face so extraordinary it seemed almost otherworldly. Skin as pale as if it would smudge with the slightest touch, a sharp and elegant nose, perfectly shaped lips. Every feature was as refined as if sculpted by a master artisan, untouched by the passage of time. Once jet-black like the night, the hair had turned as white as the snow-capped mountains of the northern lands. It was still beautiful, but a fragile, ethereal quality had been added, as if the figure might scatter and dissolve into the air at any moment. As the mask fell away, revealing eyes beneath fluttering, slow-blinking lashes, they shone like polished black onyx—noble and luminous. It was a visage so close to a work of art that it seemed a pity only Ye Kang-oh and the sun bore witness to it. However, in the presence of this breathtakingly handsome man, Ye Kang-oh’s expression began to crumble. There was no way he couldn’t recognize that face. Not because it was a beauty that could rival even Song-ok or Ban-ak, but because it belonged to someone who had once been Kang-oh’s protector. "Is it you?" Ye Kang-oh, the youngest disciple of the Black Sky Lord, stood before the man he had once revered and adored. Dan Woo-hyo, the Lord of White Virtue Palace, whom the martial world believed to be missing, was there. "Has it really been you all along?" ------------ I am NOT the author. I'm just translating this novel.