Butchers Delight

Betrayed and butchered by his treacherous best friend, Carlo's soul was consumed by an insatiable thirst for vengeance. Reincarnated into the body of Eduardo, a lowly servant, he vowed to dismantle the ruthless Mafia empire of Marcello Diabolo, the monster who orchestrated his brutal demise. But plans went awry upon meeting Marcello. "You're mine, Eduardo. Why don't you spread your legs for me" Eduardo's resolve wavered as Marcello's seductive pull intensified. "Run, and I'll catch you. You'll never escape my bed" Marcello warned. "I need you inside me, not once, not twice, do it until I break" Torn between revenge and desire, Eduardo's secret threatened to expose him. Would Marcello's obsession endure, or would Eduardo succumb to his enemy's passion? Will Eduardo's quest for vengeance consume him, or will Marcello's fiery passion reduce his resolve to ashes?"

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general. Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit. Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart… As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon. When she grew up, her beauty was out of the world, but she was rejected by her husband's family. In the period of chaos and disorder everywhewe, where could a female captive go? "I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life." In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return.

Author's message to webnovel readers: Hello everyone, I am Morning Star LL, and I am delighted to meet you all in this way! To be honest, I never imagined that my work would have such a large readership outside China. I was absolutely astonished when my editor told me there were thousands of comments. Before this, my writings were primarily aimed at Chinese readers, and it never crossed my mind that my words would one day be translated into another language. I am both humbled and grateful. I am also extremely honored that my recent work, "This Game is Too Real," has been given the opportunity to reach an international audience. Unlike my previous works, this book is probably the one into which I've invested the most time and effort. It is set in a fictional post-apocalyptic wasteland. The story mainly revolves around a once-thriving civilization that collapses overnight after a disaster. The MC from Earth uses a legacy system to disguise the entire world as a game, leading players on a quest to save civilization. It intertwines the fates of the struggling survivors in the wasteland with mutual redemption, while also uncovering the historical truths buried beneath the dust. This book contains several easter eggs with "Scholar's Advanced Technological System," but mentioning them might spoil the story, so I'll leave it to the readers to discover! Moreover, the overall tone of the book remains cheerful and light-hearted. Despite the world being harsh and full of danger, I believe that even in the darkest moments, the warmth and resilience inherent in humanity will continue to shine brightly, emitting the power to dispel the darkness. It would be my greatest honor if my words resonate with you! And the word "resonate" is also a major clue within the story itself. Thank you! by Morning Star LL —————————————— This game is too freaking realistic! Bricklaying, running errands, picking up trash, delivering parcels... At most, the company lets you experience the hardships of a 996 schedule, but here you can feel the extreme bonus of 007. Alright, enough chit-chat, the great Manager has called me to lay some bricks. That Manager said that as long as we work our livers off, he can get a brand-new set of power armor next month, and then he'll take us to explore a brand new map, picking up even more trash in the vast Wasteland! ... After teleporting to the Waste World, Chu Guang discovered that he had unlocked the "shelter system" and could summon creatures called "players" from a parallel world. From that day on, nothing in the Waste World was normal anymore.

With every move of her hands and every batting of her lashes, Selene was able to captivate the world with her delicate beauty. She was the "Queen of Showbiz," the beloved of the Castillo family, unlike Keira, the ugly duckling of the family. It didn't matter the context or truth behind the issue, Keira was to be blamed by everyone. "Selene can do no wrong! How can such a delicate, fragile thing think ill of someone? It must be Keira who is making up lies!" "How dare you cause your sister to become sick! Receive your punishment!" Such words were a norm for Keira. The place she called home was Hell's Gate, and the people she called family were poisonous demons. Her life was filled with blame and abuse hurled by her sister's supporters. She was schemed against, attacked, and ruined to the point of no return. The last nine months of her life were the worst. Her insomnia had developed into Sporadic Fatal Insomnia, causing her to lose weight as she suffered consistent sleepless nights. At the age of 23, Keira Castillo passed away alone in her dingy apartment. Her final moments were filled with dread as she begged and prayed to whichever god was listening. "If only I had one more chance..." To her delight, she had regressed to when she was 18. 'The man you love? I'm taking him. The title 'Queen of Showbiz'? That's also mine. Everything you gained from stepping all over me, I will take. My dear Selene, I will play you in the palms of my hands and live my life the way I was supposed to.'

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In a world overrun by warlocks, witches, and shapeshifters, Gia Carvel discovers she’s the last descendant of a banished bloodline with forbidden psychic powers that are just starting to manifest. To avoid the death sentence that comes with this discovery, Gia must attend the prestigious St Gordon’s Academy for Young Supernaturals and prove she isn’t a violent power mad sociopath in the making like her delightful predecessors. But her plans to have a relatively peaceful and uneventful school experience are dispelled when her estranged mother starts to appear in her dreams with cryptic messages about preventing the end of the world. A secret sect tries to recruit her into their ranks due to her bloodline’s connection to forbidden magic, and then a new clause is added to her deal and she is forced to shadow an extremely arrogant warlock Zachary, only to discover that her powers are triggered every time she’s in close proximity to him. As she is thrown into the midst of events that she doesn’t fully understand, Gia must take on unlikely allies and navigate the treacherous waters of the academy’s social cliques where majority of them loathe her. And she must find out what her mysterious connection to this young warlock is, and uncover truths that will shake up the very foundations of the supernatural world. In the end will she chose to follow the legacy of her banished bloodline or forge a path of her own?

He delights in his created world, in all he does, and in his renown. He delights in his people, choosing them, and doing them well. Who am I? All of the world’s living perceives me as a True God, but I was ignorant to such a thing. I thus ascend to be the Heavenly Ascension True God. Travis, a youth who cannot awaken his ascension spirit, is constantly targeted and bullied by his fellow noble heirs. After a particularly vicious beating, he awakens a Ascension Spirit, and again displays unnatural talent, defeating geniuses, shocking the academy and the entire Neanderthal Spirit World.

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________

On a delightful afternoon, a young doctor is successfully kidnapped by the strangest of entities, and after a bizarre experiment goes well, he is reborn as Bonnie — a little boy with vivid features and a touch that can purify and heal all life. As a bonus, he is stripped of the memories he held ever-so-dearly during his humble life within the plague-ridden capital of Kingdom Nadiria, and he is granted the opportunity to nearly lose his life multiple times to the most devilish of creatures, run into characters as magical and amnesiac as him, and stumble upon beings that do not and should not belong in this realm. Bonnie's Touch: Seek his hand, and ye shall find salvation.

WSA 2025 PARTICIPATION!!! --- Ahhh… The beauty of the fall. The despair. The screams. The betrayals. This is what fuels Azarel Valcis, and me—oh, me—in this reincarnated body, I'm here to revel in every single moment! I’m not here to survive or play the hero, no, no, no… I’m here to break, to manipulate, to laugh at the chaos I sow around me. This world is mine! Azarel, once a mere puppet sacrificed, now has a puppet master far more… entertaining. And guess what? It’s not death that scares me. Oh no. It’s the unbearable boredom of a life without thrills! Manipulating fools, toying with their petty ambitions, ripping their dreams to shreds—all of it for my amusement. Why not? Why be shackled by the stupid rules of morality when I can shatter it all? And their magic, their so-called invincible powers? Ha! I’ll twist them, bend them, break them as I see fit. All to test the limits, to see how far I can push them before they collapse, before their hopes crumble into dust beneath my feet. Look at them run, these pathetic fools. Do they think they can stop me? Control me? Suffering? Blood? Tears? Hah… Using them, pushing them to the edge, all of it is a delicious symphony, a grand opera of madness, and I am the sole conductor. Oh, and you, dear reader? Don’t think you’ll escape unscathed. With every page you turn, with every word, I drag you deeper into this vortex of depravity, betrayal, and morbid delight. This world is mine, and now you’re trapped with me, unable to escape this cruel theater where every act draws you closer to the abyss. Welcome to my game. Brace yourself, for there are no rules here. Only desire… and madness.

After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

After reincarnation in the Nine Profound Realm, Nyxus awakened his ability as the System. Much to his delight, that system could load those great powerhouse template from fantasy world's! He could also freely choose the initial template at the beginning! After some thinking, he finally chose his own previous life novel protagonist as the initial template! But then something happened and because of that, the system became useless. Not only that, his luck decreased and when he was born, there wasn't even a trace of qi in his body which decides whether the person could become cultivator or remain mortal through his whole life. Even so, his mother bought a precious dan equal to heaven and earth spritual treasure for him. Using that dan, a mortal can initially walk on the path of cultivation. After 20 years, In the contests of the future patriarch of the immortal family, his dantian was broken by the enemy. It seems that his luck had abandoned him and he, his mother and twin sister were kicked out from the family because of various things in the past. Just when the situation was almost desperate--- [Ding, The System Has Been Updated Successfully] [Congratulations To The Host For Loading The Unique Template Of The Originator!] ******* Tags: Chaotic Neutral Main Character - Reincarnation - Strong To Stronger - Slice of Life - Smut - No Yuri - No NTR - But Contains Netori - Milf - Princess - Beautiful - YANDERE - Angel Race - Vampire Race - Dragon Race - Elves Race - Spirit Race - Undead Race - Harem - Mature - R18 - Sex Stories - Hentai - NSFW - Pregnancy - Extreme Wish fulfillment. ***** To see character's illustrations and to get instant chapter release, join my discord server; https://discord.gg/38sHvNaUzr

She is a girl filled with mystery.. she felt cursed living in a nightmarish reality over again, her supposed perfect life was just an illusion. . . How will you feel if the life you led turns out to be just a dream or is it a nightmare? if not how could my perfectly normal life end up being my brain playing evil tricks on me. I woke up just to realize I had been in a coma for years.. The delight on my parent face to behold their daughter alive again.. but here I am with the feeling of being amongst strangers and with the dreadful feeling that I don’t belong here? but if I don’t belong here and not in the life I had once led and left behind.. Who am I? and where exactly do I belong??.. This novel promise thrilling adventures, emotional roller coasters and magic!

I am trying so hard but keep failing, I am reaching so high but keep missing. New possibilities, new opportunities... but no continuity. This is my dreadful and delightful story... of how I died?

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]

Jin Leilei is the beautiful heiress of the Jin family. After her mother's death when she was young, her father brought home his mistress and other children from the same mistress, making the mistress the new madam of the Jin family. Over time, thanks to her stepmother's cunning nature as well as her father's indifference, she became the forgotten heiress of the Jin family. She fell in love with Wang Shen and ended up getting pregnant for him, much to the delight of her stepmother who used the pregnancy as a tool to make sure she was ostracized from the family. Wang Shen denied the pregnancy and left leilei to her fate. Leilei determined not to let those who wrong her go scot-free, brought up her son by herself while navigating life and its challenges with the hope that one-day things will be better. And then came the Matriach of the Gu family Gu Meili. She loved Leilei and her son from the moment she saw them, and she made it her mission to make leilei part of her family by getting her married to her grandson, also known as the devil of the Gu family. What will happen when a single mother looking for a way to survive and punish those who wronged her, meets the formidable devil of the prestigious and illustrious Gu family, Gu Jiran. Will the heavens be on her side and make her enemies suffer, or will the devil make her already pathetic existence a living hell?

Most folks join the military to serve their homeland, defend freedom, or chase after glory and honor. Not Malakar. He joined for two simple reasons: money and women. Sergeant Rock had filled his head with promises: knighthood after the war, the adoration of the masses, men envying him, women flocking to him, and even an estate from the Emperor himself. Sounded like a good deal, right? Turns out, it was complete and utter horseshit. The battlefield didn’t smell like glory—it stank of blood, piss, and rotting corpses. Honor? A joke. What greeted him at every corner was death, endless and indiscriminate. But Malakar was nothing if not a man of his word. Sergeant Rock drilled that into him, right between the sword thrusts and the screaming. So, Malakar endured. He followed orders, slaughtered pig-bloods, butchered witches, and carved up state soldiers—all in the vain hope that Rock’s promises would pan out. Spoiler: they didn’t. Zermania lost the war, the Emperor got himself shish-kebabbed by the Sentinel, and Malakar—the so-called “hero”—was branded an enemy of humanity. Hunted down like a rabid dog, he eventually got himself killed. But death, as it turns out, is more of a suggestion than a rule. Fast forward 500 years, and Malakar’s soul has found a new meat suit. He’s alive, some what free, and determined to be a better man. Easier said than done when all you’ve ever known is war and murder. A little slip-up here, a minor incident there… like accidentally catching the eye of the world’s strongest superhero’s daughter or, oops, killing the heir to the most powerful family in existence. Malakar’s trying, really. But being a better man? Let’s just say it’s a work in progress.

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In a world forever altered by the descent of the Elysian Grid, monsters ravaged the land, and countless lives were lost. Amid the chaos, the Ascenders rose, inheriting divine titles and becoming humanity's last defense. Sanctuaries were built, offering a fragile shield against the monstrous onslaught. Ethan, an orphan working as a bartender. Thrust into a world of awakeners, which he barely knows, he discovers a chilling truth about himself. To survive, he must grow stronger as remain hidden to protect his secret. However, fate seems to delight shattering his fragile life, dragging him into a relentless cycle of danger and despair. Together with his "Weird" crew, they will embark on an adventurous journey.

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries. Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, Mecha, Harem, Sci-fi A/N: [About NTR and Yuri] "No one will be harmed. I swear to God." "The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel." "I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn."

Author-san here! Well, I know you're all here for some adventure, so don't worry. I've got you covered! (^0^)  This is my original work, and I know you all will like it. So shamelessly lean back into your seats and read away!  Of course, don't forget to check out my other books: •I'm The King Of Technology. •Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? •And finally: 'In A Cultivation World With An Entertainment Park.' You can also visit my website for more books: https://LumydeeNovels.Gumroad.com/ Well, that's enough of that. So back to the synopsis! ...... What to do? Ji Feng suddenly found himself in the body of a youngster named Wolfram Lockhart, the son of the deceased village head. Okay. So he transmigrated. That, he could live it.  But please... Can anyone tell him why he transmigrated with such a crazy system by his side? [Host, it looks like your uncle is heading your way. Hahahhahaha~... Host, you're about to get butchered. This is fun to watch!] '_' [Host, host, where are you going? So what if you're as weak as a chicken? Come on, dive into the battle. What's the worst that can happen?] '_' [Wait! Host, where are you doing? The battlefield is that way! Host! Host! Host!.. Dammit! What a waste of heavenly popcorn!] (:T^T:) .... One boy, one unbelievable system.  Ji Feng... No!... Wolfram Lockhart... now found himself in the strange world of Grandia, starting from the weakest level ever... A mortal! In this world of palladium, Sky ranking abilities, and Creatures of myths and legends, Wolfram only had one domain from it all.  With his head to the heavens and his little man out of his pants, he was quick to spray his fluid while raining uncountable curses at them.  Why? Why in God's name did they send him a Suicidal system?

"Who am I?" The question hits me like a frying pan to the face as I wake up in a dimly lit shed that reeks of mildew and regret. My memory? Wiped cleaner than a crime scene. My composure? Currently MIA. Replacing it? A delightful cocktail of terror and existential dread, shaken, not stirred. The shed is a Pinterest fail of nightmares: blood dripping from the ceiling (artsy, really), creepy symbols etched into the walls (probably cursed), and a general vibe that screams you’re not supposed to be here. And let’s not forget the cherry on top—the suffocating feeling of being watched. Lovely. Every instinct I have is shouting, Get out now! But where exactly am I supposed to go? The walls are practically breathing, humming like they know all my secrets, which is impressive considering I don’t even know them myself. No name, no memories, no idea what fresh hell this is—just me, my rising panic, and the unsettling realization that survival might not even be the point. But hey, when the alternative is becoming wall graffiti for a haunted shed, I guess I don’t have much of a choice.

After time-traveling, she unexpectedly becomes the ancient version of Cinderella. Not only is her fiancé stolen by her sister, but she is also pushed away by her father— What a joke! She's always been the one to butcher others, and now it's their turn to act arrogant?! Hit her? Sure! One needle will make sure you can never lift your right hand again! Insult her? Fine! One kick will send you down the icy lake to feed the carps! Assassinate her? Great! Make it so they can't see the sunlight of tomorrow! No problem! She's the "Sorceress of the World" who plays both the black and white. She wants to see who between them is more bloodthirsty and who is more ruthless! Only after marrying into the Royal Mansion does she find out that Ghost King is quite different from the rumors outside. Not only is he poisoned with a strange toxin and has to take medicine daily, but he also suffers unbearable pain every night when the moon is full. Seeing his frail appearance, she gradually lowers her guard and starts to feel pity for him. She swears that whoever made him like this, she will repay them a thousandfold, no, ten-thousandfold! However, this man seems to be quite different from what she initially thought... ——————————————————————————————— [Scene Appreciation One] "The King, King Jing is pestering the Princess—" "Castrate him." "Young Master Shangguan sends love letters to the Princess—" "Chop them off." "Imperial Concubine is bullying the Princess—" "Dethrone her." "The Demon Domain is seizing our territories—" "Find their master, kill the males, and send the females to the barracks." "King, the Princess is the master of Demon Domain..." "Oh? Make way and give the territories to the Princess!" "Yes..." "Tell the Princess, what's mine is hers——" "This..." "My people are hers, so naturally the same goes for material possessions——" "Uh..." "Didn't the Princess fancy Wuji Palace before? Serve it and send it to her!" "Pfft..." "Ask the Princess what else she likes. If she wants the throne, this King will seize it!" A certain guard collapses with foam at his mouth, convulsing all over. [Scene Appreciation Two] "Miss, there is someone willing to pay a fortune for your husband's head." A man in black clothes respectfully stands outside the red gauze, while inside, a woman affectionately snuggles into the man's embrace. "How much?" The woman chuckles lightly. "Five thousand taels of gold." "What a bargain... My Lord, why don't you give me ten thousand, and we'll call this matter off—." The woman's delicate fingers ignite a series of flames on the man's body. "What if I say no—." The man grips the woman's tender hand and lightly pecks it against his lips. "Qi'er, show no mercy, issue the 'Zhuiming Seal', kill Ghost King and reward ten thousand taels of gold, along with an 'Annual Best Assassin Award'." "Qi'er, are you going to murder your husband?!" "You dare!" New people, new story, thank you for your support!

'I would rather be a little nobody than to be an evil somebody.' The story of a boy who transfers to an elite highschool in Seoul. Junseo could've never imagined how much his life was about to change when he transferred schools. But 'change' doesn't always refer to as positive... "I'm used to it. It doesn't hurt..." "Why don't you just die already! You're just a waste of air." "They will pay for it. And we will make it happen." [Note: I do not own the cover. image source- Pinterest]

Ethan Cole was, by all appearances, an ordinary young man navigating the familiar ups and downs of life—until the night everything changed. That was when he encountered the "Unlimited System." This mysterious system didn't merely make Ethan wealthy—it granted him unimaginable riches and set him on a path that was both exhilarating and perilous. The catch? Each mission the system assigns doesn't just test his wit and resolve; it also unlocks incredible powers, elevating him to new heights of strength and influence. But this isn't just a tale of lavish spending and indulgence—though those moments certainly add flavor! Ethan's journey is laced with challenges, each step bringing him closer to reshaping his destiny. From building NovaTech Innovations into a technological marvel to buying a football club and even creating an app poised to revolutionize the food delivery industry, Ethan's rise is nothing short of meteoric. And yet, the further he climbs, the more he discovers the shadows lurking behind his newfound success. Beneath the surface lies a hidden world—a world ruled by the Great Families, an elite group whose wealth is only part of their power. For these families, strength is the ultimate currency, and disputes are settled not in boardrooms but in combat arenas. Whether through sparring matches or life-and-death duels, they prove their dominance with skill, strategy, and sheer might. Drawn into this dangerous realm of secret societies, high-stakes confrontations, and unrelenting ambition, Ethan must use every ounce of his intelligence, strength, and ingenuity to navigate the intricate web of power that surrounds him. Expect a whirlwind of twists, heart-pounding action, and moments of sheer wonder. From outsmarting ruthless rivals to unraveling the enigmatic traditions of the elite families, Ethan's journey is as unpredictable as it is thrilling. It's a story where rules bend, reality tilts, and every turn brings something unexpected. [A Friendly Note: If you find, after reading a few chapters, that this story doesn't suit your taste, please feel free to set it aside. There's no need for complaints or condemnations—I'm simply writing this for the joy of it and for those who find delight in the journey. Constructive feedback is always welcome, but I must admit I don't have the time or inclination to engage with negativity. Let's keep the spirit of fun alive!] [One last note: This story unfolds in a world similar to ours, but not quite the same. Don't be surprised if everyday rules of finance, law, or logic occasionally bow to the demands of adventure and storytelling. After all, where's the fun in sticking to the ordinary?]

Huli Jing has always been someone who loves looking at people who have a good appeal. Her standards are too high. It doesn't matter how much money you want to spend for the night, she wouldn't take it unless you're gorgeous. She's not someone who would be satisfied with one man, she would want more. As a prostitute, she is very much delighted to transmigrate to a beast world where females are rare and precious. Huli Jing's eyes are satisfied with how gorgeous the beast men are. The problem is....She transmigrated to a toddler. How can she devour them then? ---- R18 Note: If you are a minor, please don't read it. Book cover: AutumnPlunkett

Under the blood-streaked moon, Raelyn is trapped in a nightmarish slaughterhouse, surrounded by twisted corpses and relentless killer. As the butcher carves through his victims with sickening precision, Raelyn must escape the carnage before becoming part of his grotesque collection. Echoes of the Damned is a relentless journey of terror, drenched in blood and unimaginable horror.

This captivating story revolves around a boy on an adventurous quest to find his soulmate. But that's just the beginning! He finds himself in a series of bizarre and fascinating scenarios that are sure to intrigue you, filled with humor and delight. As a harem story, be ready to keep track of all his potential soulmates! The pace is exhilarating, but if you prefer to understand the logic behind every event, you may need to hang on—it prioritizes entertainment over complexity. If you’re in the mood for a fun and engaging read, this story is tailored for you. I apologize for any grammatical errors you might encounter and welcome your feedback. As I embark on this new journey in writing, your support is invaluable to me. While I may be a bit laid-back, I assure you that updates will be delivered every Thursday and Friday. Caution: Please note that this story includes strong language and mature themes, so reader discretion is advised. Warning: This is a fictional and fantastical tale that doesn’t aim to offend any group—be it by society, gender, caste, community, religion, or race. It does not glorify crime or violence, nor does it disrespect women or promote inequality. The goal is purely to entertain, so dive in and enjoy without taking offense. As I sign off, I sincerely hope for your support. Thank you for being part of this journey!

“Congratulations, you have been hired as the personal assistant…” “Really!” Grace exclaimed even before Jace Brandon, the CEO of Brandon Corporations could finish his statement. The growing sparkle in Grace’s eyes did not escape the keen sight of Jace. “To my son,” he completed. “Yes, I’m very much delighted to take up the position of the personal assistant to … your what?!” Grace’s eyes almost popped out of their socket as she completed “son?” listlessly. “You heard me right,” Jace replied coldly as he stared at Grace. “Is that not the same as being employed as your child’s nanny?” Grace asked doubtfully. “If you want to put it that way, yes.” Jace replied nonchalantly. “In other words…” Grace began. “You are officially my son’s nanny, if you accept the offer,” Jace Brandon completed. “If there is nothing else, this interview is officially over.” ********* Grace Fowler, who had always dreamt of becoming a top designer in the biggest designing firm in the country was blacklisted for exposing sensitive company information due to a set up by the ones she trusted the most— her boyfriend and her kid sister. Shattered and battered, she set out for greener pastures in an unknown land and ended up being hired as a nanny to the son of Jace Brandon, the wealthiest billionaire in San Francisco. But the scariest thing was when her job description was gradually amended to not only taking care of the five year old autistic son of the CEO but the widowed CEO himself. What does the future hold for her when suddenly, everything around her begins to change and her past comes calling again with the sudden appearance of her boss’s late wife. Will Grace be able to let go of her past and embrace the joy of fighting for the heart of the man her heart yearns for, or settle for happiness in the arms of Trent, her boss’s cousin, who literally adores the ground Grace walks on?