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Mob Choir

The Mob Butler’s Rebellion in a Villainess’s Otome World"

When 21-year-old cynic Aizen dies in a laughably cliché truck accident, he awakens not as a hero, prince, or even a sidekick—but as the butler to Seraphina von Eldoria, the doomed villainess of a popular otome game novel. In a world where magic academies breed cutthroat politics and love interests are pre-scripted by fate, Aizen quickly realizes his role is less "romantic lead" and more "expendable mob character." Armed with nothing but his sardonic wit, a mysterious System interface, and the uncanny ability to fade into the background (literally), he navigates a labyrinth of aristocratic schemes, magical duels, and heroines who won’t stick to their damn storylines. But when Aizen discovers his "Mob Camouflage" skill lets him manipulate events unnoticed, he turns the game’s rules upside down. Why should he watch Seraphina march toward her scripted downfall? Why let the bland protagonist hoard all the power? And why are the story’s female leads—the ice-cold villainess, the sunshine-haired heroine, a rogue mercenary princess, and a witch with too many secrets—suddenly noticing him? As Aizen’s defiance of the plot unlocks hidden routes and stirs chaos in the Arcane Academy, he becomes the wild card in a battle for control of the narrative. But the System isn’t just a tool—it’s a prison. And the more Aizen rebels, the clearer it becomes: someone wanted him here. Someone who knows his real-world past. Someone pulling strings even the villainess can’t see…
Phenom1 · 1.2K Views

Veilthorn

In the shadow-cloaked village of Thorn Hollow, where the woods hum with secrets and children vanish into the dark, seventeen-year-old Elara Veyne is cursed twice over: by the villagers who blame her for every withered crop and empty cradle, and by the Thorn Pendant she wears—a relic of her mother’s disappearance, now pulsing with a corrupting heat. When the forest’s whispers sharpen into a song only she can hear, Elara defies the mob’s fury to follow it, dragging along Kael, the blacksmith’s sardonic son, whose loyalty is as much a mystery as the Veil itself. What they find is no mere nightmare. A forgotten temple, slick with ancient blood, reveals a truth that claws at Elara’s veins: her mother was no victim, but a traitor. The Veil, a living barrier between worlds, is fraying, and the Veyne women have always been its keepers—each generation bound by thorn and sacrifice to weave its thread. Now, the same rot that devoured Elara’s mother spreads through her, blackening her blood, as Shadowfangs stalk the woods and the stolen children scream from beyond the Veil. To mend it, Elara must become the anchor her ancestors feared, her soul stitched into the thorns. But the Veil is no lifeless wall. It hungers. It remembers. And it whispers promises: of power, of vengeance, of a truth that could unravel Kael’s faith and turn Elara’s sacrifice into a weapon for the twisted gods who crave the Veil’s fall. The deeper they dig, the clearer the choice—bleed for a world that hates her, or let it burn. But some secrets are sharp enough to cut both ways.
Mene_Endojin · 491 Views

The Extra's Transcension

For as long as he could remember, life had always been cruel. A young man in his early twenties—his name now lost to the past—was dealt a life filled with misfortunes. A cold, empty apartment, a soul-crushing job, and, finally, a terminal diagnosis. With nothing left to live for, his only comfort had been escaping into the fictional world of Path of the Elemental Sage, a story of heroes, magic, and survival. But fate had other plans. When death finally came for him, he didn’t fade into nothingness. Instead, he awoke in the world he had only read about—a world of chaos and danger where death lurked around every corner. The air smelled of magic, the sky was filled with possibilities. {«[Status Window]»} [Name: Lyrium Blackwood] [Age: 16] [Rank: D-] [Skills: None] [Elements: None} At first, confusion filled his mind. Who was Lyrium Blackwood? Why was he here? And why did this body feel so different? But as his memories returned, so did the realization: this wasn’t some blessing or second chance. He wasn’t reincarnated as the protagonist. No destined savior. No cheat abilities. No grand fate. He was just another mob, a face in the crowd meant to exist and die without leaving a mark. But this young man—the one who had left his old name and life behind—wasn’t the kind of person to roll over and accept his fate. “This world is dangerous. The protagonist isn’t the only one fighting for survival here,” he muttered, his blue eyes cold and sharp. Unlike the naïve characters in the story, he knew the stakes. He’d read the web novel. He’d seen the carnage, the betrayals, the disasters that wiped out entire cities. And if there was one thing he refused to be, it was a pawn in someone else’s game. “I don’t care about glory. I don’t care about saving the world. All I care about is surviving—no matter what it takes.” Lyrium Blackwood wasn’t planning to live quietly or avoid danger. The only way to survive in this brutal world was to rise to the top. To be strong enough to stand above both heroes and villains. Using his knowledge of the story’s events and his iron will, Lyrium sets out on a relentless path to surpass the protagonist. Whether through clever manipulation, brutal training, or sheer desperation, he’ll climb higher and higher, leaving nothing to chance. But the deeper he gets, the more he realizes that this isn’t just the story he once read. As fate pushes him closer to the heart of the narrative, Lyrium begins to suspect that his reincarnation wasn’t an accident—and the world itself might be watching him. “I don’t care who or what stands in my way. If the story wants to kill me, I’ll rewrite the ending myself.” ---------------------------------- I apologize for any mistakes in this story, as it’s my first attempt at writing a novel. ---------------------------------- Chapter Update Schedule: (5/7) ---------------------------------- As the story has been vetted, readers can support me with Power Stones: PS – Power Stone 100 PS = 1 Extra Chapter 200 PS = 2 Extra Chapters 300 PS = 3 Extra Chapters ---------------------------------- Special thanks to @fallen_angel_26 for the amazing novel cover art, which I modified by changing only the hair color. :) ---------------------------------- Join the discord server to discuss about the novel with other readers and Author. Also for original character illustration https://discord.gg/CK8uNwYZ
NaughtyHunter2 · 73.6K Views

Secret Magical Lovers: Yandere Isekai Novel

Everyone loves Yanderes, right? Right?! Who wouldn’t be fascinated by crazy people with psychotic tendencies who have an absolutely twisted idea of love? These are people who will go to any extreme just to make sure their love interest belongs to them—and only them. Stalking? Kidnapping? Murder? Torture? Mind-breaking? You name it, and a Yandere will do it with a smile on their face if it means keeping their beloved by their side. This story is about a guy—a hardcore Yandere fan—who one day finds himself mysteriously transported to the world of his favorite anime. But here’s the twist: he’s not the hero, not the villain, not even a supporting character. No, he’s been dropped into the story as a random mob character. The anime’s world isn’t just filled with beautiful, young magical girls—it’s also crawling with terrifying monsters that the girls are secretly at war with. A war that involves life-or-death battles hidden from the eyes of ordinary people. And here’s the kicker: in this dangerous world, Yanderes are just as terrifying as the monsters. Their obsessive love isn’t sweet—it’s deadly. With no plot armor and no special powers, the guy quickly realizes that surviving in this world is going to take more than just luck. So, what’s a regular guy supposed to do when he’s surrounded by love-crazed girls, powerful magic, and bloodthirsty monsters? If he wants to survive, he’ll have to be smart, cunning, and willing to cross any line. This is his story—a tale of survival, manipulation, and the chaotic world of Yanderes.
UnsealingEmptiness · 1.1K Views

Karneval: Vom gestörten Alpha-Prinz beansprucht [BL]

Von der Flucht um deine Sicherheit und der Einschreibung in eine Schule voller Psychopathen ... bis zur Inanspruchnahme durch einen geistesgestörten Alpha-Prinz? Ja, du bist tot besser dran. - . - Jules' Leben war perfekt, bis seine gesamte Familie plötzlich ermordet wurde und er der einzige Überlebende war. Ein Retter sprang ein, weil er immer noch in großer Gefahr schwebte, und das führte dazu, dass Jules eine neue Identität annahm und über Nacht zu einem völlig anderen Menschen wurde - und sich bei Carnivals einschrieb, einer angesehenen Schule für übernatürliche Wesen, die nur aus Jungen besteht. Auf Carnivals lauern Monster in den dunklen Gängen, und die Starken machen Jagd auf die Schwachen. Entweder wird man zum Raubtier oder zur Beute... und ein Blick auf Jules - ein Junge, der zu hübsch ist, um gut zu sein, mit einem schlanken und zierlichen Körperbau - machte klar, dass er von den Raubtieren bei lebendigem Leib gefressen werden würde. Hier kommt Blaze, ein Wolf, der jedem Raubtier in der Schule einen Schauer über den Rücken jagt, ein wahnsinnig heißer Alpha, der genauso gefährlich und gestört ist, wie es die Gerüchte behaupten. Er warf einen Blick auf Jules und entschied auf der Stelle, dass Jules zu ihm gehörte. *** Ich wich einen Schritt zurück und meine Augen weiteten sich noch mehr, als mein Blick auf das Grinsen fiel, das seine Lippen umspielte. Blaze lächelte nie, und wenn er es tat, bedeutete es nie etwas Gutes. Mein Herzschlag beschleunigte sich, als ich noch mehr nach hinten kletterte und mein Atem stockte, als er begann, den Abstand zwischen uns zu verringern. Im Handumdrehen war ich mit dem Rücken an die kalte Wand gepresst, und da wurde mir klar, dass ich in die Enge getrieben und gefangen war, wie eine echte Beute... von keinem Geringeren als Blaze, als ich dachte, dass mein Leben nicht mehr schlimmer werden konnte. Er überragte mich mühelos und strahlte so viel Dominanz aus, dass ich meinen Kopf nach hinten neigen musste, um in seine dunklen Augen sehen zu können, und mein Atem stockte, als sich unsere Blicke trafen. Er beugte sich vor, und ich schloss sofort die Augen, während ich den Atem anhielt und darauf wartete, dass er zuschlug. Ich hatte all die schrecklichen, endlosen Gerüchte über ihn gehört. Er war ein Alpha-Prinz, in dessen Gegenwart sich jemand wie ich niemals aufhalten sollte. Als ich spürte, wie seine kalte Nasenspitze über meine Kehle glitt, öffnete sich mein Mund und ich stieß ein erschrockenes Keuchen aus. Er holte einen langen, hörbaren Atemzug, und ich spürte, wie mir ein Schauer über den Rücken lief, während ich noch steifer wurde und die Verwirrung meinen Verstand vernebelte. Was geschah hier? Warum tat er das aus heiterem Himmel? Oh mein Gott... er war wirklich ein gestörter Alpha, wie alle sagen! *** DIESES BUCH IST AB 18 JAHREN FREIGEGEBEN! Es enthält ausgereifte Inhalte wie: - Mobbing. - Drogenkonsum. - Schweinereien [eine ganze Menge davon]. - Gewalt. - Harem [nicht zwischen den Hauptfiguren]. Also... mit Vorsicht vorgehen, ihr wurdet gewarnt! *Ich besitze nicht die Rechte an dem Cover!
Bree_Airee · 72.4K Views

Contract Marriage: The Lycan Queen's Tempting Fate [GL]

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT 21+// She Hates Me, But She's Mine in EVERY Way] “No… I won't.” “Oh, petal, I wasn't asking. You WILL marry me.” **** Dr. Kiyomi, a neurosurgeon rogue lycan, lives in & never leaves the human hospital— the safest place for her. That’s until a high-profile mafia surgery goes wrong and she’s blamed for it despite being on leave. Suddenly the limelight is on her, forcing her rare last name back into the memories of people who have long wanted her dead — the Bogdan Lycans. As if that isn't enough, the Ivanov Russian mob is after her with vengeance in their hearts. Scared, Kiyomi leaves the hospital pretending to be a night-shift male nurse — which works, only for her to be kidnapped at the hospital’s entrance, by the cruel lycan queen’s guards who drag her to the queen Sakura’s human home. — — — Sakura Watanabe; the soulless crazy queen known to screw up everyone for fun. She ruins everything she touches and sucks the life out of everyone around her. She is bad, cruel, and a menace who does whatever she wants, however, and whenever she wants it. When she hears of Dr. Kiyomi’s misfortunes, she is curious to see what will make that lycan break, and orders that Kiyomi be brought to her, so she can sign the infamous Sakura contract that always leaves the signee dead, dead and dead. What Sakura doesn't factor in is the fact that the woman who walks through her door is her soulmate. And even worse is the desire she gets to protect Kiyomi. Not one to relent in the hands of fate, Sakura forces Kiyomi to sign the oppressive contract. What happens when Sakura's heart starts beating for Kiyomi, and she goes after everyone who hurt her soulmate? Will she cancel the contract and embrace love, or will she stay the stoic soulless queen with nothing to live for? And even better, how long can Sakura fight fate?
she_osprey · 421K Views

This MOB must survive

The prologue is optional. Summary: ========================== 'If that is your decision, then I acknowledge your choice. But remember - Try to survive until the timer hit's zero. You are free to live it how you want to. But do not try to run away from your fate. It will come back to bite you eventually.' A hero was fate's favored child with all the riches and beauties in the land. He was an ideal person to admire. But he was also a trouble magnet with a set fate. I did not want that life. A villain was someone who had a lot going for him in the story. But this role had it's own hardships and obstacles. A villain was fated to die a tragic death. I did not want that either. A mob was what suited me. To sit back and make my own choice, be it life or death. That was what I wanted from my new life. I wanted was to be free and be able to choose my own death. I wanted to live my life making my own decisions. So when I was asked to choose who I wanted to be in my next life, I knew my choice. I wanted to be the mob character. Hardly ever showed up and doing nothing for the plot were my idea plan for my new life. But of course, had I finished my novel I would never have chosen this character as my next reincarnation. ========================== Tage: Action, Adventure, weak to strong, magic, slice-of-life, character building, op side characters, politic, mythology, isekai, transmigration, betrayal? Romance will be there but very late and very light. You can read it as friendship if you want to for now. ========================== The cover image is not mine. All feedback will be appreciated.
Ihaveaname · 44.2K Views

Endless Proof: Reincarnation Isn't Justice!

Gavin, the peculiar anti-hero of Endless Proof: Reincarnation Isn't Justice!, is a petite, delicate-looking teenage boy whose outward appearance is as unnerving as his personality. With his diminutive frame and androgynous features, he often draws confused glances, an effect only heightened by his striking hair—split evenly between stark white and jet black, as if his very existence is divided between light and shadow. But it’s his eyes that truly unsettle: deep, black voids that seem to swallow light, as though they’re windows to the infinite emptiness of his soul. His unnervingly blank expression often gives way to smirks of dry amusement, the only hint at the chaos he’s about to unleash. Gavin has long since stopped caring about the endless cycle of reincarnation he’s trapped in. With no original life to anchor him and an unending loop of memories from countless worlds, identities, and timelines, he’s grown utterly disillusioned. He doesn’t even bother pretending to be invested anymore. Instead, he’s made a choice: if the universe insists on thrusting him into infinite lives, he’ll make each one a stage for his dark comedy, turning everyone around him into unwitting participants in his whimsical chaos. Despite his frail, ghostlike appearance, Gavin wields immense power, easily bending the rules of each world to suit his humor. He might conjure a fire-breathing dragon, only to make it sneeze bubbles instead of fire. He’s just as likely to replace the fearsome demon king’s minions with a choir of tone-deaf singing slimes or turn the Chosen Hero’s sacred relic into a banana. His deadpan delivery and unflinching apathy only make his antics more jarring—he’ll face world-ending crises with the same energy he uses to decide whether breakfast should include toast. Though Gavin’s jokes are seemingly harmless, they often force other characters to face the absurdity of their own existences. Arrogant knights, stoic kings, and brooding villains are all reduced to bumbling fools in his presence, their grand destinies shredded by his relentless mockery of the narratives they cling to. Yet, underneath his sharp wit and apathetic exterior lies a tragic core—an eternal loneliness born from existing without an origin, a person without a home or purpose. For Gavin, humor is both a weapon and a shield, a way to stave off the crushing weight of eternity. While others see him as an unpredictable force of nature, he sees himself as the punchline to an unfunny cosmic joke. His actions may seem random, but there’s a method to his madness: to remind everyone, including himself, that in a world as absurd as his, laughter is the only thing that makes sense.
Seven_Darkness · 909 Views

Rebirth: I Am The Devil

Lucifer Morningstar. Yeah, I know—sounds like a joke, right? Who names their kid after the Devil himself? My father, of course. Abaddon Morningstar, a deluded Satanist obsessed with bringing about the end times. And because of him, I spent my entire life in the shadow of a name I couldn’t escape. Growing up in a house where rituals, blood, and darkness were commonplace, I became a pariah, bullied by everyone—family, friends, and even strangers. No one saw past the name. No one saw me. Instead, I was just "Lucifer," destined to inherit the dark legacy of some fallen god. But then came Celeste. My half-little sister. The one bright spot in my miserable existence. She was everything I wasn’t—kind, innocent, pure. I swore to protect her from the nightmare that was our father. In a world where I was tainted by my own blood, Celeste was my only redemption. But life never plays fair. One tragic night, everything changed. In a brutal twist of fate, my world shattered. My father’s madness escalated, leading to a catastrophe that stole everything I held dear. My sister, the only person I ever truly loved, was taken from me, leaving me with nothing but a bitter emptiness and the anger of an entire lifetime. He said, "A devil shouldn't care about 'inferiors'." ...but I did. I cared. And that’s what made my fall so much more unforgivable in his eyes. I swore vengeance on the man who tore my world apart. And I succeeded but at the cost of a runic ceremonial dagger plugged into my heart that drained the last bit of my life force. As the dagger crushed my heart, everything faded. Darkness. Silence. Then... nothing. At first, I thought it was the end. Maybe I’d finally been claimed by the darkness my father worshipped. But then I awoke, gasping for breath in a new world. ------------------------ Check out my works. Reincarnated As Karna With System Mahabharata I Become A Mob Character In A Novel
Suryaputra_Karna01 · 8.6K Views
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