Bunny Hazed

Lucien, an ordinary person, realizes that he has transmigrated to an alternate world, where there are people endowed with supernatural powers called Awakened Ones. Being infested by the haze, he receives the opportunity to Awaken. As a result, he is transported to a magical world in ruins, where he faces terrible corrupted creatures in a deadly battle for survival. Perhaps his luck—or bad luck—granted him a divine power that would accompany him in this world full of dangers and mysteries. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VHsmpKGr

Thrown back into the fragile body of her 15 year old self after a near death experience, Nnenna wakes up in a cold and loveless household, an adopted child meant only to keep the true child company. Rejected, ignored, and treated like a shadow, she had once quietly accepted her fate. But this time, things are different. Armed with a mysterious Love System, Nnenna gains the power to turn hate into love, one mission at a time all over the world. From mending broken friendships to healing hearts torn by betrayal, she earns "Good Points" that slowly transform the world around her. Yet, as her actions ripple outward, so do the echoes of her past life. Forgotten secrets resurface, her true origins, her parents' fates, and the shocking truth about those she left behind. Along her journey, two figures emerge from the haze of her past and present, a soul she thought she had lost forever and another who had been by her side all along. Both bring the promise of love, but will either of them earn her heart when she finally learns to love herself? With every mission, Nnenna discovers that love is a powerful force, not just for others but for the girl she’s becoming. But what happens when the cost of love threatens the second chance she’s fought so hard to build?

She had been with her boyfriend for three years. One day, she went to pick him up at the airport, only to witness him hugging her sister. This revelation shattered her world, revealing that everything had been a facade! Angered by the betrayal, she accepted the proposal from her ex-boyfriend's brother. Later, when they met again, she was all smiles, deeply in love with him, completely disregarding her scumbag ex-boyfriend. Generally, it's a story of a wolf in sheep's clothing bringing a helpless bunny back to its nest, where he tries to keep her safe and cherished!

“You’ve been researching for years with nothing to show for it. Why not try something else?” Samia’s tone was sharp, but there was a thread of concern beneath it as she leaned against the doorframe. The room smelled faintly of sterilizing agents, and the rhythmic clicking of keys filled the silence. Dr. Elias didn’t respond immediately. Dressed in his lab coat, he stared at the screen with unwavering focus, his fingers flying over the keyboard. When he finally turned to her, a slow, almost unsettling smile spread across his face. For a moment, he looked like any other scientist lost in his work—until he blinked. The motion was unnatural, his eyelids sliding horizontally across his eyes like a lizard’s. “Samia,” he said, his voice calm but electric with excitement, “I’ve figured it out. This time, it will work.” She opened her mouth to respond, but he was already on his feet, moving past her with an urgency that demanded she follow. They made their way through the sterile corridors of the facility, the fluorescent lights overhead casting a cold glow on the walls. The reinforced chamber was a stark contrast to the rest of the building. Thick steel doors hissed as they opened, and the hum of machinery grew louder as they stepped inside. In the center of the room stood a massive contraption—a web of wires, tubes, and blinking monitors surrounding a sleek, cylindrical core. “What is it this time?” Samia asked, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. Dr. Elias didn’t answer. Instead, he moved with practiced precision, attaching cables and adjusting dials. The air felt heavier here, charged with the anticipation of something monumental—or catastrophic. “Get your goggles,” he said at last, stepping behind the protective glass. He tapped the side of his goggles, the lenses catching the faint blue glow of the machine. Samia hesitated. She had seen him fail before. Years of promises and miscalculations had made her wary, but there was something different in his demeanor this time—something unsettlingly confident. Reluctantly, she turned and jogged back to the lab to retrieve her goggles. The first explosion hit when she was halfway down the hall. The floor bucked beneath her, and she stumbled, her heart leaping into her throat. A deep, resonating boom echoed through the building, followed by a blaring alarm. “Dr. Elias!” she shouted, spinning around. Smoke and dust billowed toward her, and the acrid scent of burning wires filled the air. Part of the ceiling had collapsed, cutting off her path back to the reinforced chamber. And then she saw it. Through the swirling haze, a glowing orb hovered in the wreckage, pulsating with a light that seemed alive. It started small, no bigger than her fist, but it was growing—expanding with an eerie, deliberate rhythm. The hum it emitted was low and bone-deep, vibrating through the air and into her chest. “No, no, no,” she muttered, backing away. Every instinct screamed at her to run. She turned and bolted for the exit, her shoes skidding on the slick floor as she raced against the inevitable. She had barely reached the stairwell when a second explosion ripped through the building. The force of it threw her forward, and she hit the ground hard. Her vision blurred as heat and light engulfed her. Somewhere in the distance, she heard the structure groan as it gave way entirely. Then, everything went black.

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

Marie always thought her life was meant to be spent as an afterthought. As a girl whose parents favored her boyfriend, whose final sacrifice to save him led to her downfall, and whose life ended in a painful haze of regret, she'd convinced herself that her existence amounted to nothing. Even her own death was a decision she made—not out of courage, but despair. But death, it seems, wasn’t the end. When Marie awakes, she’s no longer the broken girl on a hospital bed but Elisha, the young daughter of a fallen dukedom in a world unlike her own. With beauty and noble blood, Elisha’s face is a reflection of a life of privilege and expectations, in contrast to her sad and pathetic life from before. However, this new life of hers is at risk. The dukedom teeters on ruin, enemies close in, and her position as a noblewoman shackles her to the whims of others—this time in a medieval aristocracy. Will she be able to protect her future and great life once and for all, or will she befall the same fate she has already faced?

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan wakes up in a mysterious world, bound by a curse that clouds his judgment and forces him into choices he never wanted to make. Struggling with guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the consequences of his actions while uncovering the truth behind the curse and his place in this strange new reality.

About two hundred and fifty years ago, Earth was a thriving planet filled with bustling life. Having been governed by humans for thousands and thousands of years, if not a million. They had advanced through the ages, continuously creating and making all sorts of inventions in their search for knowledge and power, till they had enough to destroy the world. And yet these things weren’t what almost ended the world, wiping out entirely ninety nine percent of Humanity, and led them to the depth of extinction. Instead it was the Reckoning. The Day Of Reckoning as they called it, took Humanity on a bright lively day like any other. Manifesting Diabolical Creatures across the world as Earth’s atmosphere became corrupted, their lands soiled as it devoured them… Yet in the midst of all these, while the future seemed bleak and non-existent. Along with the disaster brought to Earth, A New Era Opened. A world where most Humans chose to Inherit the Will of their Predecessor and become Bearers, thereby gaining special powers, bizarre abilities also known as Will. … And here we have Flynn, an orphan without any tiresome sad past who could have just lived his life like a common person, protected from the horrors of the world. No ambitious or vengeance quest to seek strength. But after living through the Tribulation, he somehow Inherits two Will. -Only to be thrown into a haze of ancient mysteries, and lurking dangers that hoped to claim his life. Striving hard as he could, he hopes to confront the Unseen Beings behind the wheel... and kill them all.

Bree was a modern girl reborn into the world of shifters, as a bunny. This was obviously a cruel joke since she had died in her previous life by being mauled. In this new world, females were few due to the warlike environment. The different clans would constantly fight over land and resources. Females were considered the most valuable resource. If females refused to find at least two mates by the time they matured, they would be sold. You didn't want to be sold. Sold females were considered property and would get a mark of slavery on them. Because females were so expensive, they were usually bought by whole communities to be shared by unmated males. The mark of slavery prevented them from contracting a mate and therefor accumulating power and territory. You needed to create a strong home by contracting with powerful shifters. After contracting, they would receive your mark and become your champion. They would fight for your honor, use their magic ability for your benefit, and provide for you. In return, you were expected to produce eggs. Males could be the leader of a clan, but a female could take over large territories by contracting the strong clan leaders. After expanding her territory, a female would be considered nobility. The stronger their champions, the better their resources and territory. Larger area's typically had one queen female and her court made up of nobility. Every double full moon, they would fight for the honor to have their female enter the queen's court. At the end of the queen's reign, she could choose a new queen from her court. In the midst of all this, Bree discovered her own magic power, 'Otome Gamer.' While Bree is trying to fulfill her quests, and an ultimate goal that would change everything, a frightening darkness is spreading, and shifters start to dissappear. Along her journey, Bree makes friends and discovers that fated mates actually exist.

When Tuzi, the beloved bunny of the Moon Goddess Chang'er who was blessed into a human, is stolen from her celestial home— She is violently cast down to the Mortal Realm, stripped of her divine grace and thrown into a world she doesn't understand. Upon awakening, she finds herself surrounded by strangers—and everything she once knew is now a distant memory. ​Chang'er, the Moon Goddess, is determined to solve the mystery of her stolen companion, but focusing on the task proves difficult. Every clue brings her closer to the answer, but it also brings her dangerously close to the too-handsome-for-his-own-good God of Sky, who seems to be more of a distraction than a help. Can the Moon stay focused long enough to recover Tuzi? ​Meanwhile, Atlas—the Sky God’s best soldier—has dived into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi. But why is he so intent on finding the fallen bunny, and what does he have to do with the celestial theft? Tuzi may have been a simple rabbit once, but as a newly- minted divine lady, guarding her heart against this dashing, charming soldier is proving far more difficult than she ever imagined. Add to that the sudden interest of several alpha gods, and Tuzi's life is turned upside down by both celestial politics and unexpected romantic tension. With gods, mysteries, and more than a few mosquitos in the way, can Tuzi reclaim her place in the heavens and solve the riddle of her own disappearance? A romantic, funny, and action-packed twist on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny, Bunny and the Moon will keep you guessing—and laughing—until the very end. Bet you can't figure out who did it!

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Tuzi embodied what her name meant; a short, somewhat curvy and bubbly woman who was always down to have a good time with almost everyone. She was as active as a bunny even on her worst days, and she kept that up for her entire life... even though it cost her life. The problem with having fun with just about anyone meant that sometimes her partners were already taken, and one day a jealous lover found her and... well, she just wished she had gotten hit by a truck instead. After all, she 'woke up' after being brutally murdered to find herself standing in front of a true bunny; a Goddess who thought that this woman named after her was quite fascinating and entertaining to watch, so she was sent to another world to try it all again. The problem was she had no system, no help, no guide or special cheat... all she had were her wits, her wiles, and her charm to attempt to just survive in this new world, let alone entertain a Goddess with incredible feats! Join Tuzi as she travels through a fantasy world relying only on herself to achieve... well, perhaps greatness, or perhaps just a typical life for a Bunnykin; sex in abundance with the occasional baring of some deceptively sharp fangs. This is going to be a smut book primarily with action and adventure in roughly equal parts, and it will also have some scenes that will be dark. Tuzi won't be an OP system wielding MC, she won't be flawless, she won't always even be the main focus sometimes because of where she is and who she is with. The book will continue along with my usual ruleset; all futanari and women, hentai logic when it comes to sex, more focused on the people and how they interact instead of nonstop action... if that sounds good to you, come read, otherwise I wish you find a novel somewhere else that satisfies your wants.

Within a desolate realm, where discarded worlds were stitched together, a rupture tore open, releasing a small child into the fragmented expanse. Above him, the sky revealed three eerie moons, while an ominous black mass loomed ominously in their wake. Disoriented and engulfed by a putrid stench, the child awakened amidst a swamp, its twisted trees groaning under an oppressive haze. In the distance, the echoing caws of crows intensified the sense of foreboding. A haunting figure emerged, laboring behind a cart laden with lifeless bodies. Fear and confusion gripped the child's heart as he began to grapple with the enigma of his own existence. Who was he, and what dire fate led him to this grim landscape? The grinning figure drew closer, exacerbating the boy's terror. Unbeknownst to him, his journey would unveil a profound transformation—an ascent to become the embodiment of fear itself, or perhaps... a beacon of hope amidst the encroaching darkness.

Einar Stonbrol's life in modern times was a bleak one. A struggling alcoholic, he wandered aimlessly, void of purpose or direction. His days blended together in a haze of cheap liquor and broken dreams. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Reborn in a fantasy world, Einar finds himself in a realm where magic and mythical creatures reign supreme. At first, he's as lost as ever, but something within him stirs. Perhaps it's the thrill of battle, or the camaraderie of his newfound companions, but Einar begins to awaken to his new life. As he navigates this strange new world, Einar discovers that his past experiences – though marred by alcoholism – have granted him unexpected advantages. His tolerance for pain and hardship serves him well in the face of danger, and his sharp wit, once dulled by alcohol, now proves a valuable asset. Determined to make the most of his second chance, Einar sets out to become the strongest being in this realm. He faces formidable foes, forges unbreakable bonds with unlikely allies, and uncovers hidden secrets about his past and the world around him. The mantle of "The Forsaken" follows him, a reminder of his past life's struggles and his newfound purpose. Einar's journey is one of redemption, as he battles to overcome the demons of his past and forge a new destiny. Will he find a way to balance his ambition with the bonds of friendship and the greater good, or will the shadows of his former life consume him once more? In "Einar the Forsaken," the lines between legend and reality blur, and the fate of a world hangs in the balance. Join Einar on his epic quest to reclaim his life and forge a new legacy.

Pull the trigger, bunny. I want to see how you can live without a heart," Nikolai's smirk widened with every passing second, his hazel eyes darkening like the night. "If I pull this trigger, I’ll kill you, Nikolai!" she spat, her hands trembling. But Nikolai only chuckled, stepping closer. "Have you ever kissed your enemy, Cassandra? Or fucked them so well you forget the rival we face?" His cold breath brushed her skin, making her heart skip a beat. *** In the ruthless world of mafia power struggles, Cassandra and Nikolai’s forbidden connection defies all rules. Each encounter draws them deeper into a web of sin and secrets, where loyalty to their families demands bloodshed, but their hearts crave surrender. With every clandestine meeting, the stakes rise and the risks multiply. they must navigate a treacherous path where love could be their ultimate downfall, or their only salvation. In a realm ruled by cruelty and vengeance, can they defy fate and survive the wrath of those who seek to tear them apart? WARNINGS: Contains Abusive Relationships, Abusive Words, Drugs, and Violence, BDSM.

1000 years ago the ether caves gave the earth what it need to heal, the ether crystal. The next great industrial revolution began! But as we all know, everything comes at a cost...but this cost out weighed most. The planet healing, and the uses for the different types of ether crystals being discovered payment came do 500 years ago when the haze beast attacked; Taking with them a quarter of the worlds population over night! But the blessed decided it was time to reveal themselves to the world, teaching others the powers of the gods! The saint family being the first to step forward and protect the unburdened from the beasts. The beauty of the world began to come back as the haze beast were pushed back enough and giant walls placed around there dwellings, making it easier to deal with their numbers. Half the population of the human race dead. * * # * * But this isn’t a story about the gods and their blessed! This is a story of myth, the story of the hunted, the story of the damned. This is the story about the things that go bump in the night. This is the story of the families who go back to the time before we drove in cars, before we destroyed the world, the time of dragons and magic, knights and paladins! The stories of those that started at the beginning of time itself. The story of the primordial families, the cursed families. But let’s start with the story of the Blackwaters, the story of Ayden, the story of the Primordial Lycan!

Do you ever wonder what would happen if a normal man finally had the chance to indulge his deepest, wildest, most taboo desires in the real world? Ren Ling, our protagonist, gets that chance. Growing up with an obsessive attraction to milfs, Ren Ling's long-held wishes come to fruition when fate, in the form of Truck-kun, sends him into the cycle of reincarnation. He is reborn in a parallel world called "Nilhyme." Centuries ago, Heavenly trials ravaged this world, dragging its people into what seemed like heaven but was, in reality, a hellish realm filled with danger and monsters. In this world, Ren Ling awakens the Heavenly Hentai System, a gift from a fallen angel of heaven-an overpowered milf with breathtaking beauty and unmatched power. With her guidance, Ren Ling embarks on an unrestrained journey, fulfilling his wildest fantasies. He embraces roles like a student, village head, principal, masseur, doctor, teacher, and more, each position allowing him to indulge in his forbidden pleasures. But once he has explored every corner of human desire, Ren Ling's cravings extend beyond the human race, reaching out to otherworldly beings-vampires, succubi, zombies, foxes, bunnies, and many more...

In the beautiful town of Birchwood, where myth and reality collide, African/American Robert Bassey’s life took a drastic turn. His father's gruesome murder at the hands (or paws) of the Easter Bunny set him on a perilous path. Now, as a private detective specializing in the supernatural, Rob wields mystical martial arts to battle monsters and unravel paranormal mysteries. With his quick wit, sharp instincts, and ancient wisdom, Rob protects Birchwood and the world from malevolent forces lurking in the shadows. Joined by his loyal friends, Rob navigates treacherous landscapes and alternate dimensions, confronting creatures you can only imagine. As Rob delves deeper into the mysteries of his father's death, he uncovers a world of magic, mythology, and forgotten histories. With each case, he edges closer to the truth about the universe and all of existence. The Supernatural Private Detective is a heartwarming and exciting story that combines: - Action-packed martial arts -Creative abilities and powers - Supernatural mystery and suspense - Humor, heart, and unexpected alliances To give you the best reading experience of your life. Step into this wonderful world I’ve created. Thank you.

I closed my eyes, shutting out his face, trying to steady myself. But I could feel it—his surprise. The way his lips stilled for a fleeting moment before moving with mine told me he didn't expect this. Not from me. "Well done Tessa. You've outdone yourself" I thought, a quiet victory blooming inside me. And then, as if understanding my message he responded. His lips softened, calling to mine, pulling me in closer. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate, more consuming, as though he'd decided to match the boldness I'd thrown his way. This was real. Too real. I gave myself a warning, a fleeting whisper in the chaos of my mind: this shit is about to get real, girl. But it was too late. The ferocious rush of adrenaline coursing through me had already taken over. Butterflies danced in my stomach, fluttering wildly like they'd been let loose from a cage. I thought butterflies only happened when too people were inlove. So why—why is my body dancing to his tune ? His touch was quick, smooth and practiced. He knew exactly how to hold me, how to make my body respond. I was caught between surprise and satisfaction, entirely swept away. Of course, he knew what he was doing. I didn't expect someone like him to be inexperienced. He carried himself like a man who'd walk this path before. If he wanted to, I had no doubt he could have taken me here and now. The thought sent thrill down my spine,but also a jolt of clarity. I wasn't ready. I couldn't loose my virginity to someone I barely knew —whose name I didn't even know. Still he made me feel so much at once. Too much. I was floating, soaring high above the world while somehow still feeling grounded. I was up in the clouds—cloud six at most, but my body wasn't my own anymore. I couldn't feel it. Couldn't control it. It was as though I traded my sanity for this fleeting, intoxicating moment. I could no longer breathe. Every time I tried to take a breathe, he'd pull me right back into the moment and I'd loose myself all over again. It was overwhelming, intoxicating. What was wrong with him? Why wasn't he stopping? It was as if he wanted more—needed more. Like he was determined to dive deeper into the kiss. To explore every uncharted corner of it. Deeper? " Is there even a way to go deeper than this ? I thought to myself, my mind spinning. He'd gone through every kind of kiss I could imagine —soft, fiery, teasing, demanding. I didn't think there was anything left for him to try. But he didn't stop. I tried to push him away, my hands trembling against his chest. But before I could, he caught my wrist, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling me back into his hold. I couldn't escape. And truthfully? I didn't want to. I liked what I was feeling. No—i loved it. It was raw, Electric, addictive. My body craved it, craved him and I didn't want it to end. I wanted more. More until I couldn't feel anything else. Untill my body didn't know where it began and where it ended. Then like a splash of cold water, the sound of voices broke through my haze. " Hey, don't you think it's enough" I froze, reality crashing in. I had completely forgotten about them —our friends. I'd forgotten about everything: where I was, what I was doing, the fact that we were standing out here in broad daylight. The world around me felt like nothing more than a tool for this moment, as if the sunlight itself was feeding into the darkness we'd created together. It had been just us—only us. And now it was over.

Cupid has the talent to tie red threads of people together, but no one knows that he is a terrible Cupid. His best friend, Nova, is now secretly in love with someone and no matter how terrible a Cupid he is, he still tries his best to help his bestfriend no matter what

Born as a Yūmenka, cursed with the Four Paths of the "Lesser Revelations of Light," Haze's life was marked by fear and captivity. Seen and treated as a weapon, a mere pawn in a game, he dreams of breaking free from the chains of his demon-possessed fate. But when whispers of power and divinity emerge, Haze faces an impossible choice: remain bound to his cursed origins or defy the world to seek rebirth and redemption. Can a soul forged in darkness rise to claim the light?

Do you ever wonder what would happen if a normal man finally had the chance to indulge his deepest, wildest, most taboo desires in the real world? Ren Ling, our protagonist, gets that chance. Growing up with an obsessive attraction to milfs, Ren Ling's long-held wishes come to fruition when fate, in the form of Truck-kun, sends him into the cycle of reincarnation. He is reborn in a parallel world called "Nilhyme." Centuries ago, Heavenly trials ravaged this world, dragging its people into what seemed like heaven but was, in reality, a hellish realm filled with danger and monsters. In this world, Ren Ling awakens the Heavenly Hentai System, a gift from a fallen angel of heaven-an overpowered milf with breathtaking beauty and unmatched power. With her guidance, Ren Ling embarks on an unrestrained journey, fulfilling his wildest fantasies. He embraces roles like a student, village head, principal, masseur, doctor, teacher, and more, each position allowing him to indulge in his forbidden pleasures. But once he has explored every corner of human desire, Ren Ling's cravings extend beyond the human race, reaching out to otherworldly beings-vampires, succubi, zombies, foxes, bunnies, and many more...

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.*

In a world where dangers constantly threaten earth, and monsters lurk just beyond.. Heroes rise up, and stop these calamities from happening. Gifted with special powers, these Heroes defeat evil beings called 'Hazes.' and protect the world total destruction and the evil that lurks. Max, our protagonist, has been cursed from the beginning, he was born with no powers and yet always dreamed of becoming a hero, yet he was super smart, so he got into a gifted school. there he was bullied, and ridiculed. Max gets a vision about a place that could get him what he wanted, upon arriving he was caught by a strong entity. Giving up all hope, he h uttered his last words. "I curse this existance." Now Max has the power to protect those he love and show what It means to be a true hero, but what's a hero without hardship? Read more to find out what happens to our protagonist, and how he overcomes his problems. 4 chapters/week Saturday or Sunday

Woken up with no memories, mind in a vague haze, can Yugo find purpose to his existence? His life up to this point had been brutal, spending his time locked away in a room that might as well have been his coffin, undergoing pain after pain, trial after trial. Perhaps he could escape his confines, but that was a long shot away.

In a world where every individual is born with an amok, a unique manifestation of power, Izuru stands out not for what he has, but for what he lacks. Without amok and shunned by his community, his life is a constant reminder of his supposed abnormality. From the scorn of strangers to the rejection of his own family, Izuru faces a hostile environment that pushes him to the limit. Despite the hardships, Izuru clings to hope and struggles to find purpose, resisting a fate that seems determined to break him. However, unexpected interaction with his mother, Astrid, who shows sudden and disconcerting affection, opens a window into a complex web of emotions, secrets and contradictions. Between haunting dreams of a withered “Eden” and the promise of a renewed maternal relationship, Izuru begins to question the reality around him and his place in it.

is the realm of Tenebrous, where the skies were perpetually shrouded in a deep, blood-red haze, the demon lord Xorax ruled with an iron fist. His power was feared throughout the land, and his legion of demonic minions trembled at the mere mention of his name. But Xorax's greatest treasure was not his army, nor his dark magic, but his eyes. For they were the windows to his very soul, and they held the power to see into the hearts of all who dared to oppose him.

In a vast multiverse comprising billions of small worlds, millions of medium worlds, hundreds of thousands of great worlds, seven godly worlds, and one mother world that governs all, 001 was born in one of the smallest cultivation worlds. He carries an unparalleled bloodline—the blood of the Great Devouring Sky God and the Great Emperor Ink Giant. However, this unique destiny comes with a curse: each time a new bearer of this bloodline is born, the previous ones perish. Thus, 001’s parents died the moment he was born. 001 is a mysterious and reserved individual who hides his face behind a purple bunny mask. He has striking purple hair, one purple eye, and one gray eye. Though he appears cold and rarely speaks, he possesses a kind heart but avoids revealing his emotions. He inherited a unique system that grants him the ability to devour anything dead or inanimate, converting it into points to purchase items and skills from the system shop. With the help of the system, 001 begins his journey from the bottom, cultivating his power while navigating a dangerous world filled with schemes and enemies. At the age of eight, he receives a beginner’s pack that grants him a mysterious egg, which hatches into a small angel who considers 001 his elder brother. Together, they embark on a path to reshape their destinies. Throughout his journey, 001 faces formidable foes, discovers ancient secrets, and creates ten godly monsters, with the strongest being the Gate Keeper—a ten-winged angel wielding a sword forged from a giant star. As he ascends the cultivation realms, from the Foundation Establishment stage to the Nascent Soul Realm and beyond, he learns to control his powers, creates his own abilities, and unlocks the true potential of his bloodline. Will 001 uncover the truth behind his existence and the system’s purpose? Can he rise above the challenges of the multiverse and leave his mark on the mother world? The journey of 001 is one of mystery, power, and self-discovery in a world where only the strong survive.

When the game and the world merge, a new era descends. The previous system collapsed. Spinning the roulette of fate is a sign of advantage. The world widens, and the previous world map becomes useless. It becomes the battle of rush. The unlucky become more unlucky, the lucky ones become strong. It is not about morals but survival. It is not about you but it is about me. Yuuri was the first-ever merchant, whom the others deemed as a useless class. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Three players are in front of me. A girl who has horns and is grinning widely, an old man in white who has a solemn expression and a handsome wolf-eared beast young man who is topless. All of them have similarities, all of them is pointing their weapon at me. I look up at them with a cup of tea in my hand. The mouth part in my mask disappeared, I sip the tea that is in my hand. "It is delicious!" When I put the cup of tea down, I sighed and then said in a tone not a bit impatient. "Y'all should sit down, it is better to talk with peace. Why use violence when we can solve it in thru talking?" The three sit down, their eyes are lifeless. There's no resemblance between the previous one and the current one. "Shall we talk?" "Yes!" they answered my question monotonously. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ This is my second book, as of now I am still finding my genre. I am also somewhat lacking in English, it is not my mother tongue so I'll have grammatical errors.

As a princess who could not wield magic, Princess Daphne’s only value to her kingdom was her arranged marriage. The task was simple, but when Daphne was kidnapped and brought to the cold mountains of Vramid, she realized that she was in over her head. She had heard of these cursed mountains before― rocky terrain, freezing temperatures, and the land was ruled by a man feared by many within the continent. King Atticus Heinvres, the blood-thirsty ruler of the North. Even though she had never met him before, tales were spread of King Atticus’s ruthlessness. Some said he was a monster, others claimed he was the devil himself, but whatever the story was, everyone knew of the man who had powers beyond anyone’s imagination. He could topple armies and crumble nations with just one wave of his hand, aided by what others rumored to be a cursed obsidian ring. No one outside of Vramid had ever met the fearsome king before. Not until Daphne. However, upon meeting the formidable man, Daphne found out that the king might not really be the monster others had claimed him to be. In fact, what was hidden under that obsidian shield could just be a diamond in the rough. ― [Excerpt] “Now… where should I put you both?” he asked casually, not expecting a reply. “It’s regretful that I only have one chandelier.” “Underneath my bed? No, no, too dirty. My dust bunnies don’t deserve this,” Atticus mused to himself. “The mantlepiece? How about the vanity table? I suppose if I lop off one of your heads I could mount it over… Wife, which head do you want to stare at while you do your hair?” “Atticus!” Daphne screamed. “I don’t want any heads! Let them go.” “Fair enough.” Atticus shrugged, and flicked his fingers. There were two identical cracks as both necks snapped at once. Daphne gasped, horrified. This man, her husband, had just killed two men with a flick of his finger, as though he was snuffing out candles. “I told you to let them go!” Daphne cried out. “Yes, I let them go,” Atticus said. Then, his eyes darkened. “To receive divine judgment from the heavens.” ― Discord Server: https://discord.gg/7HAMK2bRYU Spin-off/Prequel: The Hidden King's Stolen Wife (WIP)