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What happens when an average American middle-aged man, father of two high school girls and a high school teacher, gets a system that makes him attractive to single women? Watch how he makes love and babies with the women who come for him. He gets rich every time he makes a woman visit Cloud Nine. This story has taboos, but at least it doesn't have cheating in any forum, so there's that. NONE OF THE PEOPLE IN THIS NOVEL ARE REAL. EVERYTHING IS FANTASY. *contains 18+ adult content* MC's Main kink is Race play, so do be warned. in*est father x daughter school teacher x student widow divorced milfs BDSM Many Taboo s*x, you have been warned. Emotional control (i.e., the girls will be affected by him to be prone to lust after him but won't lose the free will to turn him down until they have already slept with him) *what it won't contain* NTR or its other forums for cheating R*pe mind control (I am going through and fixing spelling and other issues, so please bear with it. English isn't my strong suit. I have finished fixing all the chapters that I have put up to the best of my ability, and I don't know how good Grammarly is. So I won't say it's perfect, but it's an improvement over before.)

**Tag:** R-18, Harem-seeking protagonist, Evil protagonist, Perverted protagonist, Handsome male lead, Cruel characters, Special abilities, Eastern and Western settings in a SciFi world, unhinged comedy, tragedy, slightly above average intelligent characters and plot twist. Synopsis: Zachary "Zach" Walters is the ultimate nerd: 22 years old, perpetually unemployed, and perfectly content to spend his days locked in his room, devouring fantasy novels. Living off rent from a shop his late parents left him, Zach believes the world outside is overrated, especially when he has his trusty laptop and an endless supply of energy drinks. But after spending weeks reading Chronicles of the Archmage: Arkanis Ascends, Zach hits his limit. The novel's ending—was shit, the power of friendship nonsense—pushes him into a full-blown rant. He tears into the author with an unhinged, scathing comment in the forums, mocking the novel, the villain's pathetic defeat, and even the author's "beady eyes" for writing something so cringe-worthy even saying he who isn't a author can write better. "You think you're better than me as an author? Better than my protagonist? Let's see how you fare in my new world." Suddenly such text appeared. Before he can reply, Zach is yanked into a very similar fantasy universe he mocked, reincarnated as a disgraced prince banished from his kingdom for sleeping with the king’s concubine. Stripped of his royal status but not his charm, Zach quickly realizes that fighting villains or becoming a hero is overrated. Instead, he decides to focus on the finer things in life: building a perverted waifus harem and indulging in every smutty fantasy he’s ever dreamed of. But in a world of cunning regressors, overpowered plot armour characters, arch mages and scheming heroes, Zach's carefree antics might just land him in hot water—or worse, dead. Can this trash-talking keyboard warrior survive his own delusions, or will he end up as another failed side character in someone else’s story? When fantasy meets debauchery, chaos is sure to follow.

Arthur, an avid gamer, accepts his friend’s dare to beat an infamous eroge game that no one has ever completed. The problem? The game is designed to trap players in endless smut scenes, with every decision leading to the same outcome: more smut scenes, world destruction and game over. After countless failed attempts and growing frustration, Arthur takes to the game's community forum, venting his anger at the developers. To his shock, he receives a cryptic response from the developer challenging him to find a different ending. Moments later, Arthur is pulled into the game itself, awakening in the body of an unremarkable extra. Arthur finds himself embodying the very lifestyle he once despised—fooling around at every turn and getting swept up in the woman's seductive temptations. Can Arthur resist the game’s temptations, uncover hidden paths, and finally break free? Or will he become yet another player lost to its endless scenes? or he will do both? Follow Arthur’s journey for a fresh story filled with humor, plot twists, and concepts you won’t find elsewhere. This novel includes incest, so if that's something you're uncomfortable with, you may want to avoid it. [Warning: Mature content R-18 ] Tags:- Harem, Op Mc, smut, romance, Milfs, Virgins, Netori, Succubus, Vampires, Elves, Princesses, Gilfs, Demonesses, Angels, Goddesses, Dragons, Phoenixes, Dryads, long seggs scenes, System, and many more. Release Schedule & Support: Chapter Releases: 2 daily chapters, each with 1k+ words. Support & Bonuses: I'm newly contracted and part of the win-win program! Privilege purchases, gifts, golden tickets, power stones, collections, and especially comments are greatly appreciated and keep me motivated. Give this a try—it’s a story that promises surprises at every turn, as long as you make it through the beginning!

*This is a place where we discuss and exchange ideas. This is not a novel* Hey there! Check out this Forum, where we would be discussing your reviews, there would be thoughts for the day, me answering your queries and all about my announcement. This is by which we could improve our interaction. I hope this goes out well and fine and great and ENORMOUS AND TREMENDOUS AND MAGNIFICENT AND.......*phew*... So....shall we start?

menceritakan tentang seorang pemuda yang tiba tiba mati saat bermain game "among the stars" sebuah game eroge fantasi terkenal namun memiliki rating rendah. hingga ketika ia sudah menamatkan semua rute game dan mendapatkan happy end ia merasa tak puas dan merasakan hal yang sama seperti player lain, game ini terlalu menyia-nyiakan potensi lore dan sistem kekuatannya yang sangat unik, ketika ia mengkritik hal tersebut di forum game ia mendapatkan notif dari developer untuk mencari sebuah secret ending, namun siapa sangka hal itu membuatnya masuk ke dalam game dan ia bukan menjadi karakter utama atau penjahat utama, tapi menjadi budak??

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The jeers followed her like a persistent shadow. "Murderer!" the crowd screamed, their faces contorted in a grotesque parody of the adoration she once commanded. Just months ago, they had screamed her name, their voices a deafening roar as she shimmied across the stage, a beacon of light and pop perfection. Now, their cheers had morphed into venomous hisses, their eyes burning with a hatred that chilled her to the bone. Noelle clutched her lawyer's arm, his face a mask of grim determination. The cameras flashed, capturing her every move, every tremor of fear. The headlines screamed: "Pop Princess Plummets: Noelle Accused of Murder." The irony wasn't lost on her. Her life, once a carefully constructed fairytale of fame and fortune, had become a grotesque tragedy. The trial was a circus. The whispers, the sneers, the relentless scrutiny – it was a constant assault on her senses. Her once loyal fans, the ones who'd plastered her face on their bedroom walls, now reveled in her downfall. They devoured every salacious detail, every whispered accusation, every tear she dared to shed. The verdict was a foregone conclusion. Guilty. Noelle watched the judge pronounce the sentence, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and despair. Death by lethal injection. ‘At least they did not give me the electric chair’ she thought to herself in a poor attempt at humor. * Months later, a solitary figure knelt at her grave, the wind whipping at his hair. Rain lashed down, mirroring the tears that streamed down his face. "I'm sorry, Areum," he sobbed, his voice hoarse with grief. "I'm so sorry I was too late." He clutched a single, wilted rose, its petals stained crimson, a poignant reminder of the life that had been brutally extinguished. * Noelle is a bright star who has the world at her feet, she feels no guilt about being the other woman coming between a husband and his wife. After all, Evan had been in love with her since they were teenagers. The only reason he married Ma-Ri was because his family demanded it, if he had a choice he would surely have picked her… When she gets wrongfully accused of murdering Ma-Ri, she loses everything and is sentenced to death, everyone including Evan turn against her and she is left to die a miserable death. She is reborn and this time she faces the humiliation of being the woman who is being cheated on. She is determined to end the cycle and not let the future she had seen come to pass, she decides to step out of the picture and focus on her career. In doing so, everything changes, Evan clings to her and refuses to let her go, a mysterious stranger who has been studying her also steps in and decides to fight for a chance to be with her.

The year was 20XX, and the United States of America, once the self-proclaimed leader of the free world, had become its own worst enemy. It all started with an egoist president, a man who campaigned on rage and ruled with greed. He promised to "Make America Great Again—For Real This Time." But his policies weren't about greatness. They were about power. About control. The economy crumbled under the weight of corruption. Infrastructure collapsed. The rich hoarded resources, while the poor scraped for survival. The people who had voted for him—out of desperation, ignorance, or sheer stupidity—realized too late they had been sold a lie. Then came the phrase that changed everything. "Deny, Defend, Depose." It started as graffiti on city walls. A whisper in underground forums. A chant in the streets. It was a call to arms, a beacon for the oppressed. And it had a name attached to it. Luigi Mango. A man who shouldn't have existed. A man who the government feared more than war itself. Some called him a hero. Others called him a terrorist. The government labeled him Public Enemy Number One, blaming him for the assassination of a powerful healthcare CEO—a man whose greed had denied millions access to life-saving treatments. But there was a problem. The evidence didn't add up. The security footage was grainy. The photo of the alleged killer didn't match Luigi's description. And the timeline placed him miles away from the crime scene. Was Luigi Mango even real? Or was he just a fabrication, a symbol people created to give their anger a name? Either way, the world was watching. Luigi was thrown into a high-security prison, cut off from the outside world. The government threatened to execute him if the protests didn't stop. But instead of quelling the rebellion, the move backfired. The people took to the streets, their chants echoing through the ruins of once-great cities: "Free Luigi Mango!" The phrase became a rallying cry, a symbol of resistance against a corrupt and broken system. Graffiti of Luigi's face—often accompanied by the words "Deny, Defend, Depose"—covered every wall. Protesters wore T-shirts with his name, and social media was flooded with hashtags demanding his release. But the government didn't relent. They doubled down, deploying the military to crush the uprising. Cities burned. The streets ran red with blood. Yet, the people refused to back down. They had nothing left to lose. As America tore itself apart, the rest of the world saw an opportunity. Countries that had long resented American dominance began to flex their power. Nations formed new alliances. Old rivalries erupted into full-scale war. The first bomb dropped on Washington D.C. at 3:42 AM. By sunrise, New York was burning. The president, in his final act of desperation, launched nuclear weapons at anyone he deemed a threat. China. Russia. The Middle East. Even European allies weren't spared. The world retaliated. Fire consumed the planet. And then, the portals appeared. During a brutal battle, a strange rift materialized on the battlefield—a swirling vortex of light and energy in the shape of a gate. The soldiers, the governments, the rebels—all froze. It was as if time itself held its breath. The smell of burning corpses and gunpowder still filled the air, but for the first time in years, there was silence.

It all started with an innocuous-looking email. The subject line read, "Important Update: Verify Your Wallet Activity," and the sender ostensibly seemed to be my wallet provider. I clicked the link without any second thought, being in a haste to make sure everything was fine. What followed was nothing short of a nightmare. It took me to what seemed like a similar website to my wallet's login page. I didn't overthink it and quickly punched in my credentials. Then, in a few seconds, I knew that this was a scam. The site disappeared, and I sat staring at a blank screen in a panic. The $75,000 Bitcoin wallet was gone, just like that. The weight of my mistake weighed me down, and the only thing that replayed in my head was that moment, over and over, with me berating myself for being so careless. Scrolling through forums and online discussions, I came across many horror stories of similar scams, but amidst the despair, one name kept cropping up Trust Geeks Hack Expert I called them, as I had nothing to lose and my money was on the line. From the moment they received my call, I had hope. Their team was very calm and professional in articulating what needed to be done to document the incident and secure any remaining digital trails. They assured me their specialty was handling cases like mine, but even with all this conviction, I still had a small amount of comfort. Over the next few days, they worked tirelessly, keeping me updated every step of the way. They explained the technical aspects in simple terms, helping me understand how they were piecing together the puzzle. It was clear they were not only skilled but also deeply committed to their clients. Then came the call I had been praying for: they had recovered my $75,000. I felt so relieved that I could finally breathe again. But beyond just recovering my funds, they took the time to educate me about phishing scams and how to avoid them in the future. Thanks to Trust Geeks Hack Expert, I learned a very hard lesson without permanent consequences. Now, I give every email extra scrutiny, and I think twice before clicking on any link. They didn't just save my Bitcoin; they restored my peace of mind. Talk to Trust Geeks Hack Expert Web-site: https://trustgeekshackexpert.com/ E-mail : trustgeekshackexpert@fastservice.com Tele gram : (Trustgeekshackexpert)

From fleeing for your safety and enrolling in a school filled with psychopaths… to being claimed by a deranged alpha prince? Yeah, you’re better off dead. • . • Jules’ life was picture perfect until his entire family got murdered all of a sudden, with him being the only survivor. A savior swooped In because he was still in immense danger, and that led to Jules taking on a new identity and becoming a completely different person overnight— and enrolling into Carnivals, a prestigious all-boys school for all supernatural beings. In Carnivals, monsters lurk the dark hallways and the strong preyed on the weak. You either become a predator or a prey… and from one look at Jules— a boy too pretty for his own good, with a slender and petite build, it was obvious that he was gonna be eaten alive by the predators. Here comes Blaze, a wolf who sends shivers down every predator’s spine in the school, an insanely hot Alpha who was as dangerous and deranged as the rumors claimed. He took one glance at Jules and decided there and then that Jules belonged to him. *** I inched backwards, eyes widening even more as my eyes zeroed in on the smirk tugging at the side of his lips. Blaze never smiled, and whenever he does, it never meant anything good. My heartbeat quickened as I scrambled backwards even more, breath stuttering to a stop as he began to narrow the distance between us. In no time, my back was plastered against the cold wall and that was when it hit me right in the chest that I was cornered and ensnared, like an actual prey… by none other than Blaze, when I had thought my life couldn’t get any worse. He towered over me effortlessly, emitting so much dominance and I had to tilt my head backwards for me to be able to meet his dark eyes, and my breath hitched when our eyes locked. He leaned down and my eyes snapped closed at once as I held my breath, waiting for him to strike. I’ve heard all the horrifying, endless rumors about him. He was an Alpha Prince whose presence someone like me should never be in. When I felt the tip of his cold nose glide over the length of my throat, my mouth fell open to release a startled gasp. He dragged in a long, audible breath and I felt a shiver rattle down my spine as I grew even stiffer, confusion clouding my mind. What was happening? Why was he doing this out of nowhere? Oh my gosh… he really was a deranged alpha like everyone says! *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: - Bullying. - Drug use. - Smut [a whole lot of it.] - Violence. - Harem [not between the main characters.] So… proceed with caution, you’ve been warned! *I don’t own the rights to the cover!

It was supposed to be a regular weekend gaming marathon. I was right in the middle of a high-stakes multiplayer battle, really concentrating on how to win the game for my team. Then, there it was-the pop-up: some flashy ad promising a "free upgrade" to enhance my gaming experience. It looked decent enough, and with my urge to get ahead, I clicked on it without a second thought. Big mistake. What I didn't know was that the download wasn't an upgrade; it was malware. Within minutes, strange things began to happen: my computer slowed down, windows opened and closed on their own, and worst of all, my Bitcoin wallet, which held $85,000, was drained. It hit me like a ton of bricks. I had let my guard down, and it cost me dearly. contact with WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com I was panicking, and I couldn't concentrate on anything else. The game that I had been so engrossed in was utterly meaningless. The next few hours were spent blind searching online; I was desperately looking for answers that would help me reverse my mistake. That's when I discovered Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Their name kept popping up on forums and reviews, with each story reassuring me more than the last. I called them, praying they could help me. Their team was empathetic yet professional right from the very first conversation. They never judged me for falling for such a scam but rather shared with me that they have helped plenty of people in similar situations. The reassurance from them acted like a lifeline, felt in this sea of despair. They walked me through the recovery process step by step, explaining in a manner clear and comforting to understand. True to their word, Digital Tech Guard Recovery went to work immediately. They kept me informed every step of the way, answering my many questions without once making me feel like I was a nuisance. A few days later, I got the call I'd been hoping for: they had recovered my $85,000. Relief isn't even the word that could describe how I felt. They didn't just save my wallet but gave me a second chance to protect what's mine. They also provided invaluable advice on how to recognize malicious software and keep my crypto secure. Now, I'm more in tune and careful with my clicks, especially when gaming on. Thanks to Digital Tech Guard Recovery, I learned that while gaming is fun, nothing's worth risking your financial security. Lesson learned, and funds restored

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The screen dimmed as I stared blankly at the zero balance in my wallet. That night, I wasn’t just broke, I was shattered. I had invested every ounce of my savings and trust into a foreign crypto platform promising unparalleled returns. They appeared very legitimate, but overnight, the facade crumbled, and so did my finances. The following days were a blur. Their website had vanished, emails bounced, and the contact numbers were disconnected. Anger surged, followed by a chilling realization: I had been scammed. My savings, the money I had worked for tirelessly as a graphic designer over eight years, was gone. My closest friend urged me to move on and learn from it, but how could I? Every dime represented long nights, missed vacations, and a promise to myself to buy my parents a home someday. That dream now felt cruelly snatched away.I remember sitting in my tiny Berlin apartment, the walls closing in on me, scrolling aimlessly through forums for stories of others like me. That’s when I found someone mentioned a recovery service that had helped them reclaim their stolen assets. At first, I was skeptical. After all, hadn’t I already been duped? My curiosity battled with doubt for days until I decided to reach out.That’s when I found Digital Hack Recovery. Their approach struck a different chord. It was direct, transparent, and very professional. They didn’t promise miracles, but they gave me a roadmap: "We will fight for your case, but we need your trust and cooperation." I provided them with every detail transaction IDs, and even the tiniest breadcrumbs of communication with the scammers. At one point, it felt like reliving a nightmare, but their calm reassurances kept me grounded.On Friday morning, just three days after working with the team, while sipping my habitual coffee, I received the long-awaited email: “Funds Recovered, Next Steps.” My heart raced as I checked the email, and boom a deposit notification popped up. I quickly checked my wallet, and the funds were all available.Today, I’m rebuilding. My parent’s house is still a dream, but not an impossible one anymore. This experience has taught me the value of persistence and the power of people who truly care. Would I recommend Digital Hack Recovery? Absolutely, with all my heart. If you’re standing at the edge of hopelessness, take that leap of faith. It was the best decision I ever made. Contact Digital Hack Recovery via⁚ WhatsApp +1(915)2151930 Website; https://digitalhackrecovery.com Email; digitalhackrecovery@techie.com

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...

"They told me the stars could guide me home, but they never said the journey would leave me so utterly lost." Do you still remember your highschool deskmate? The boy with the brightest smile, that girl with the world's most beautiful silhouette? In three years of high school, the shadows of two people intertwine with the chalk, black and white both distinct, drifting around within the memories. The Su Yuanzhou in her memories was an underachiever in high school. He skips class to shoot pool, cheats on his exams and gets into fights. Yet, when she went back to the past she would always surprise herself for seeing a lot of his side, maybe if she did this before he probably wouldn't die. To be able to meet each other on this planet is some kind of fate, and to be able to illuminate our fleeting lives, how fortunate we are. ... Ren Yuxin was trailing behind Su Yuanzhou like a guilty puppy, her face plastered with an exaggerated pout. "Come here," Su Yuanzhou said, stopping in his tracks and turning to look at her. His tone was calm, but the slight twitch in his jaw betrayed his frustration. "Why?" Ren Yuxin asked, her voice overly cautious, taking a step back instead of forward. "Just come here." His patience was running thin. Ren Yuxin crossed her arms and tilted her head dramatically. "No! You’re going to hit me!" Su Yuanzhou froze, staring at her in disbelief. A few students nearby stifled their laughter, pretending not to watch the exchange. "I’m not going to hit you," he said, exasperated. "Do I look like that kind of person?" "Yes." Ren Yuxin nodded solemnly, her eyes wide with mock innocence. Su Yuanzhou sighed, rubbing his temples. How does she manage to drive me insane every single time? His patience—already minimal—was hanging by a thread. "Ren Yuxin," he said, his tone low and dangerous. "Come here. Now." "No way!" she retorted, taking another step back. "I know you’re mad because I—" She paused, looking guilty. "Because you what?" Su Yuanzhou prompted, narrowing his eyes. "... Because I accidentally sent that embarrassing video of you singing in the shower to our group chat," she admitted in a small voice, her eyes darting away. Su Yuanzhou’s face darkened instantly. He felt every shred of his dignity crumbling. "Accidentally?" he repeated, his voice rising. "It really was an accident!" Ren Yuxin protested, raising her hands defensively. "I didn’t mean to press send!" "Accident or not, you’re dead," Su Yuanzhou said, stepping toward her with purpose. "See! You are going to hit me!" she squealed, turning on her heels and running off. "Get back here!" he yelled, chasing after her.

This will be a kingdom building kind with comedy but there will be a fair share of adventures. Greji was just your average high schooler minding his own business when BAM! He got hit by the infamous Truck-kun. Next thing he knows, he’s waking up in a whole new world as the son of a broke count. And sure, that might sound like the beginning of a cool power fantasy, but here’s the twist: the universe seems to have misplaced all his cheat codes. No system to guide him. No ancient spirit to train him. No talent, no godlike bloodline, no family fortune. Literally nothing. Except… oh, he’s got killer looks. Great for the masses especially women, not so much for slaying demon kings. As the demon king's armies getting out of the seals, Greji is left scrambling to figure out how to save the world without any of the usual perks. His grand “strategy”? Bluff, charm, and somehow survive with nothing but his absurdly good looks and sharp (but mostly sarcastic) wit. With a ragtag team of equally unlucky misfits, a mage whose spells never work as intended, a knight terrified of seeing blood, and a healer with a chronic inability to shut up and sometimes uses curse to heal, Greji stumbles from one disaster to another. Can he actually take down the demon king, or will his stunning face end up plastered on "Wanted: Dead or Mostly Dead" posters? One thing’s for sure: Greji’s new life is anything but ordinary… or fair. DISCLAIMER!!! I used ai to enhance my grammar but the storyline,dialogues, and idea are mine and mine alone.

Elise Guttierez is a miserable woman in her 30s, who bore a son from a man who didn't even love her so she and her child are often the victims of abuse from her husband. When her husband died and her son began to suffer leukemia, she suffered depression and chose to end her own life by falling off the building. But she was stopped by a strange child who took the form of her dead husband's childhood and offered her a chance... "Poor girl, the sins you committed in your past hindered you from living a happy and successful life. Do you wish to be given a second chance and correct your mistakes?" the boy asked. Elise only nodded at his question. An evil grin began to plaster the boy's face and he gave her a mask. "From now on, in exchange for the power to reverse your time, your soul will be mine and you'll become my grim reaper." Elise slowly fell into a state of unconsciousness. But before everything went black, she heard the last sentence the boy spoke. "Don't worry, it seems that I already know who is going to be your familiar."

[Action/Science Fantasy/Battle Academy] One hundred years ago, being diagnosed with the "affliction" was the kiss of death. Whether by mutation or firing squad, Linnaeans lived notoriously tragic lives. The few that lived suffered from irreversible mutations. These creatures, few as they were, inspired legends of werewolves, mermaids, and sirens. Then came the treatments for the Linnaean affliction. The discovery of temporary gene repression meant that the development of mutations could be slowed and managed. This created an "unholy" new race that shared the DNA of both humans and animals. Available on Royal Road, Scribblehub, and Spacebattles Forum. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/c/hekate37

Diana Ardelaine was done. Diana Ardelaine had enough. Married to a Duke who returned from war with a mistress, she played the perfect wife, only to be humiliated at every turn. So, she did the one thing no one expected: she divorced him, walked out of his mansion, and decided to start fresh. Enter Cassian—a charming cafe owner with a knack for being in the wrong place at the right time. With his warm smiles and terrible puns, he made her believe in love again. Life was peaceful, simple, and—most importantly—happy. Until the royal guards showed up. With Cassian’s face plastered on a bounty poster, Diana's world turned upside down. Was her sweet husband a criminal? A liar? Before she could even yell at him, the crown prince burst into the cafe like a storm. “Where is that damn runaway prime minister?! The Empire’s about to fall, and this idiot is baking muffins?!” Diana froze. Prime minister? Runaway? Muffins? Turns out, Cassian wasn’t just a cafe owner—he was the crown prince’s cousin, a brilliant political advisor, and a man who really hated responsibility. Now, with imperial soldiers, assassination plots, and a furious prince barging into her life, Diana has to figure out how to keep her husband alive—and herself sane. Divorce was hard. Falling in love again was harder. But marrying into imperial chaos? That might just be impossible.

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Due to excessive chattering and criticizing in a discussion forum, I suddenly became Duchess Cathleen—the most tormented character in the novel "The Protagonist Is A Villain." Even worse, I found myself in the story at the point where Cathleen’s relationship with her husband, Cedric, was on the brink of collapse. It was the moment when Cathleen kept forcing her husband to divorce her. As someone who knows what will happen to Cathleen after the divorce—death, of course—I must avoid the separation at all costs. Therefore, let’s try to build a good relationship with my husband. But there’s a problem I have to face head-on. I’M COMPLETELY UNACCUSTOMED TO HAVING A HUSBAND. “How’s the food?” I asked enthusiastically. “Huh?” Cedric looked confused by my behavior. “Yeah?” I was equally confused by his reaction.

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