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What happens when a 20-year-old ordinary young man transmigrates into America with a daily sign-in system, that gives rewards from most insignificant things like chewing gums, noodles to priceless things like shares of top companies, talents, future news etc... Follow how this young man slowly but step by step conquers the world. “Maate! Wait, stop, stop, time out, time out. My goal is to live a leisurely and carefree life. Why should I do the thankless job of conquering the world? Shouldn't I spend that time flirting around with beauties or trying new foods and cultures? “ “In my last life, I died as a single dog, and in this life, I finally became a rich 2nd generation and got a system, shouldn't I enjoy it? “ Shut up! Stop him, and make him shut up! ahem… so, where we were… Yes! But can he truly achieve his dream of a carefree life amidst the treacherous world of business with high-stakes investment and the dazzling entertainment industry? Witness his rise to legendary status, as he becomes a godfather of investment and a titan of entertainment. He only wanted a carefree life, but how did he end up as the most powerful and richest man in the world? Author's Note: This is a wish-fulfilment novel grounded in logic and reasoning. Every event and reward will have a plausible explanation and flow. The story unfolds on an alternate Earth, free from racism, nationalism, gods, or extraterrestrial civilizations. The protagonist's abilities remain within the realm of logic and reasoning, with a step-by-step progression to power.

“Are you scared?” Vaerion asked, his deep voice muffled slightly by the helmet he wore. Asuriel sniffled, swallowing the remnants of her emotional breakdown. In contradiction to the nervousness she felt boiling in her stomach, she scoffed, “Of course not.” “A shame,” the devil chuckled, a hint of mischief in his tone. “Let’s fix that.” Before Asuriel could ask what he meant, the motorcycle’s engine roared to life, and inertia sent her body backward. She instinctively jumped forward and tightened her grip on the man’s waist. The sounds of the bike reverberated deep in her chest, making a home in her ribcage. The pair flew through the night, passing cars and buildings so quickly that it all looked like multicolored streaks of light rushing by. Her heartbeat soared as adrenaline and fear filled her bloodstream. As they rode out of the city, Vaerion spoke to her through their mind-link, his tone possessive, “Your fear is mine to evoke. Don’t you dare cry again – unless I’m the one to make you.” —— In a modern, urban world where the celestial and infernal realms secretly shape mortal existence, Asuriel has always considered herself an ordinary woman with a passion for mixing drinks and living a boring, ignoble life. But as her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, everything changes. Powerful abilities hidden deep beneath the surface since childhood finally begin to burst through, revealing her cursed heritage – which marks her as both a miracle and an abomination. A beastly devil named Vaerion Sinclair—the charismatic and ruthless CEO of one of the largest business conglomerates—has been tied to her since she was young by her strange abilities. Now, having been awoken, the bond they share is activated – both physically and mentally. Being forced to share dreams and stay within 10 feet of a stranger 24/7 is troublesome, to say the least... especially when he is a walking temptation. As these new, unbridled powers threaten to tear her apart, she discovers that, if she wants to survive, she has to unravel the mystery of her origins and the prophecy tied to her bloodline. Her body has turned into a ticking time bomb. Alongside Vaerion, who is obligated to help out of the selfish desire to preserve his own life, the pair uncovers threads of lies, betrayal, and forbidden love that could ignite a war between the celestial and infernal realms. —— My Inkbound Devil gives you a slice of all your favorite tropes: urban, fantasy romance with a devil-beast CEO and dark, heavy atmosphere… with R18 smut as icing on the cake.~ Join us on this adventure, and support the novel if you enjoy it! Expect daily updates~

"You are my mate, I am not going to share you with anyone, not even my brothers " his whispering tone felt like melted sugar in my ears. I was drowning in his scent, my mind was in a frenzy. I woke up with a start, panting heavily after a steamy wet dream which I have been having quite a lot lately. Myra Miracle, an orphan since birth, visits her childhood best friend Nora to Kimberg to. While she was having dinner with Nora and her parents, she felt dizzy and enchanted at the same time for some unknown reasons. Later that evening, she met four hot, handsome and mesmerizing people which made her restless all night long. Since then she has been having wild dreams. Why is that so? Why is she so attracted to her best friend's brothers?

"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

[The criteria for unlocking the system have been fulfilled.] [System synchronization with host commencing.] [Synchronization complete. Congratulations. You have been given a chance to become the most desirable human in this world, just as you wished.] “This isn’t what I wished for.” [What seems to be the problem?] the voice asked, a hint of curiosity in her tone. “I asked to be the most desirable human, not a woman!” he exclaimed, frustrated as he cupped his newfound breasts. Sylvester Lancaster, a dedicated and kind-hearted unactractive policeman, often dismissed and treated like a doormat, snaps after discovering his newlywed wife in bed with his best friend. Consumed by rage, he goes on a violent rampage, only to realize the horrific extent of his actions when the blood cools—he has committed murder. Panicked, he attempts to flee but is struck by a car and meets his untimely death. However, death is far from the end. Sylvester awakens in a morgue, only to find himself in a bizarre alternate universe—trapped in the body of a stunning young woman named Cara Bolton. In this new world where Sylvester has transmigrated to, vampires, werewolves, witches, and other supernatural beings coexist in a fragile balance with humans, their uneasy peace marked by underlying tensions and hidden conflicts. Among the supernaturals, vampires reign supreme as the most dominant and influential. The system reveals to Sylvester that he now wields two new skills: the power to read minds and the ability to detect lies, skills inherited from Cara, the body’s former inhabitant who was a fairy. The system assigns him quests to complete, allowing him to level up and gain all remaining skills a fairy possesses. Many of these missions involves sex, manipulating and exploiting people, as well as infiltrating the vampiric council.

Su Nanzhi was born with a heart condition and was once told she wouldn't live past 18. But she survived, and with her extraordinary eyes, her heart was trained to remain untroubled. The first time she saw Jiang Beiyu, she heard a song beating "thump thump" in her chest. He was so handsome. Su Nanzhi fit the image of a delicate beauty all too well, and she happened to have been nurtured in a rural village for over a decade. Her uncles, brothers, and sisters in the family looked at her as though she were a performing monkey. That is, until this performing monkey shed all her covert coats... Theater 1: Owing to Su Nanzhi's heart condition, her classmates were always afraid to say anything too stimulating, even speaking to her in soft, gentle tones. Later, at dawn, a few classmates who loved horror films bumped into Su Nanzhi at a midnight showing in a movie theater. Classmate: “…” Is the tolerance for heart disease this high now? Su Nanzhi: Will you listen to my explanation? You might not believe it, but the ghosts in the movies aren't as scary as the ones she saw when she first started out. Theater 2: The handsome and distinguished young man read Su Nanzhi's old journals and found out how she had drooled over her own face for more than just a day or two. He frowned as if he had encountered a problem trickier than Goldbach's Conjecture and finally couldn't help but ask her: “Are you sure you're just into my face?” “My body is pretty good too, do you want to check it out?”

In the sweltering heat of a Bangkok suburb, a new semester dawned on the public university, casting a spotlight on the city's most infamous clique: The Elite and The Tops. Renowned among students from various schools and universities for their captivating visuals, impeccable style, and intriguing aura, they were the epitome of youthful glamour and sophistication. At the heart of this tangled web were three individuals bound by a shared trauma: Siriporn "Siri" Ratanawong, the stunning 19-year-old architecture student with a secret she dare not speak; Ratchanon "Chan" Chaiyaphum, the charismatic law student with a penchant for painting and a hidden past; and Sarawut "Wut" Thongkham, the brooding medicine student with a talent for art and a soul tormented by guilt. Their lives had intersected in a tragic dance five years prior, when they witnessed the brutal murder of Siri's older brother, Chaiwat. The killer, shrouded in mystery, had left an indelible mark on their psyches, a scar that still throbbed with pain. As they navigated the treacherous landscape of university life, the past began to stir, like a serpent awakening from a deep slumber. The Elite and The Tops, sworn enemies since their private secondary school days, found themselves unexpectedly reunited at the public university. The tension between them was palpable, a powder keg waiting to ignite. Little did they know, their lives were about to become inextricably entwined once more, as the unknown killer began to weave his way back into their lives, leaving behind a trail of eerie whispers and unsettling memories. The scent of jasmine and smoke lingered in the air, a haunting reminder that the past was never truly buried. As the semester unfolded, Siri, Chan, and Wut would find themselves torn between their desire for justice and their need for survival. Would they be able to confront the darkness that had haunted them for so long, or would it consume them, once and for all?

The grip he has on my hair loosens as he kneads my nipple between his thumb and index finger. My back is now arching forward, leaning into his touch. I want more. He chuckles in response. His breath coats my neck as he does so. "So needy," he taunts me before he removes his hands from my body. I'm ready to protest against the loss of his touch, but before I can, he grips my shoulders in his warm palms, pushing me back onto the sheets and pillows. I shudder in delight. Our eyes connect, and I feel the fire in my body ignite from how he looks at me. His eyes scan my body for a fleeting moment before he grabs the blanket and pulls it up.  "Spread your legs," he demands. His tone was low and husky. I comply, and he rewards me with a grin that says everything he doesn't need to say out loud. "You're perfect," he says in a whisper as he crawls further onto the bed between my legs. He's hovering over me. One hand cups my face as he leans down, resting his other arm on his elbow next to my face.  My fingers are tracing the outline of his toned abs. Enjoying the goosebumps rippling across his skin as a result. I watch as he closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb this feeling before closing the gap between our lips. His lips are delicious.  "Mmm," I hummed against his lips. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues collided like a happy accident. I slide my fingers up his chest and wrap my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. He groans in response, vibrating against my lips. His dick is hard and pressed against my core, making it throb with need.  --------------- Phoenix was adopted by humans as a baby. She grew up in a small rural territory knowing nothing of her species or what the future held for her. She soon meets her 'mate' and discovers the secrets her human parents had kept from her all these years. In a fit, she runs away to discover that more than one man held the mate bond with her. Her first mate spent years trying to hunt her down just to find her with another fated mate. Devastated and broken he decides that he will reject her, but she becomes a target of evil no one understands. Both of her mates reluctantly stick together to keep her safe and now they are all stuck under one roof, can they figure out their differences? Will she choose her first or second mate? Or is there a third mate that is her true destiny?

[WPC DEC & JAN 2023 [Fantasy] WINNER!] _________ [Talent: Future Seer] The path to immortality is always a cruel one to tread. In a world where the Wizard reigns supreme and spells are everything. Watch Aur’s journey as he walks down the path of immortality, albeit not in a conventional manner. Muscles! With the muscle system in hand, he forges a path for himself, slaughtering all his enemies with a punch. But in this world filled with schemes, can he reach the pinnacle or will he perish falling into the spiral of schemes? …… [Scene from the Novel] "Aren't you supposed to be an ordinary wizard? How are you so strong?" The man muttered as the very earth crumbled, and the mountains behind him split with the sheer pressure of the giant fist descending on him. There was no surprise the man was crushed into meat paste. Aur looked at the distant sun. "Throughout Heaven and Earth, I have the strongest muscle," Aur shouted as countless shadows appeared in the corner of his vision. “You are going to die today,” The tone was cold and unforgiving, with countless figures appearing one by one. “You cannot re-establish the Laws of this universe again.” Join my Discord(new): https://discord.gg/jKNMtAHfet ----------- A super gift for 5 bonus chapters. ––––– #no ntr #no yuri #no bl

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to!'

Cheated on by her fiancé weeks before their wedding, Sara, vowed to never love again. Men could not be trusted, especially with a woman's heart. She had made the mistake once, and that was more than enough for her. Never again would she make the same mistake to give her heart to another. But her resolve began to waver when she came across her new boss, Alexander Legend, a man whose reputation in his expertise and ruthlessness in business preceded him. Respected and feared by many, but to Sara, he was an annoying pest she wished she never met. Too persisted for her liking yet, she finds herself falling, slowly melting in his presence. Getting used to his stolen kisses and hugs and sometimes anticipating them. °°°°° Excerpts “You will fall for me, Sara. One day, I'll have your heart too,” Alex drawled. His voice had a seductive allure that had her heart racing. The fact that his hand was leisurely resting around her waist didn't help her either. “Try as much as you want to,” despite her body begging for his touch, Sara was determined to reject him today and any other day. She couldn't make the same mistake again. “You won't succeed in your seduction. NOT NOW. NOT EVER.” Alex smirked, kissed behind her ear and her body trembled, much to his satisfaction. That was all he needed to keep purising the stubborn woman in his arms right now. “We shall see, Miss Ambrose,” he cooed and then released her. He returned to his seat and asked in a professional tone. “What is my schedule for today?”

"You think you can break free from the chain you made? NEVER! You will never be free. I won't let you, I won't let you!" Ugo said, his face set as if a beast had finally captured its long-sought prey, both hands gripping the blind man's neck. "I'm sorry... Forgive me," the blind man replied, his breath laboring due to the lack of air inside his lungs caused by the man above him. "You're so unfair, Pue. Why did you abandon me... I thought you'd died, I thought... ANSWER ME!" Pue flinches at Ugo's rage and shuddering tone of voice, his brain racing with ideas of what to say, but what should he say? "I..." In debt fate, a man born with the polar opposite treatment of another man crosses paths. Find out what kind of story is in store for them. ART IS NOT MINE, FULLY, TRULY ONLY OWNED BY THE ARTIST ITSELF. PLS LET ME USE IT FOR NOW THANK YOU, T_T

"If you intended to die anyway, don't die quietly like a pussy! Go out in a fucking blaze of glory!" That was the statement that changed my world forever. I was a loser in life. I died and got reincarnated into a Revenant. Revenants were people who defended the living from the dead. In exchange for a second life, they had one task and were blessed with one cheat ability. The task? To kick as much zombie ass as possible. Unfortunately, my cheat just made me "Rewind". It didn't give me super strength, speed or the ability to fly. Hell, it didn't even give me a way to fight! Without any way to kill zombies, I nearly died on my first day on the job! Back then I remember crying and puking all over the place like a little bitch. But while I started out like a little bitch, I didn't stay one. Dying full of regrets changed me you see. So much so that I made a promise. I refused to repeat my mistakes when I was human. Reborn as a Revenant, I will never bow down to anyone ever again. Unfortunately, these Revenant bastards were old school. Like they hacked zombies with swords and all that crap old school. As a man born in the USA, I saw no reason why I needed to follow their outdated way of thinking. The modern world had the superpower of gun powder and lead. So instead of swords, I came after every zombie I saw with guns. Like countries in the middle east, I proceeded to blow the motherfuckers to kingdom come. And surprisingly because of "Rewind", I found out I could never run out of ammunition. $200 for each kill. Hefty bonus for each area of hell liberated. What scared normal people shitless suddenly allowed me to earn millions every day. The richer I got the more "Freedom" I could unleash! Mortars, tanks, air strikes to even nukes. Backed by modern science and technology, I slowly but surely drove the undead back. Along the way, I met and saved seven heavenly beauties. And all of them fell in love with me. They were a little obsessive, scratch that, they were all fucking insane. My precious harem was comprised of nothing but Yanderes in every sense of the word. Still, I would willingly burn the entire world for any of them. For when I called, only my battle harem answered. And that was even before I learned of another secret. Exchanging bodily fluids with my girls gave me their cheats. Suddenly, in contrast to every Revenant in the world who only had one, I alone wielded eight. One from each girl plus my own. And so unfolded my 2nd life. Which eventually became my legend. Who am I you ask? I was born as John Smith. But these days not even my girls use that name. Both on Earth and in Hell everyone else just calls me Limitless. And I am the Strongest Revenant. *************************** Author Notes: Harem size: 7 | No NTR | No Yuri | No Grape Novel Focus: Action, Adventure, Urban Fantasy, Reincarnation, Dark, Weak to Strong, Battle Harem, Beautiful Heroines, YANDERE Heroine, Military, Loyal Subordinates, Kingdom Building, War, Politics, Conspiracies, Overpowered, Face Slapping, Tragedy, Character Development, Multiple POVs, Betrayal, Alternate Realities, Demons, Zombies, Superpowers, Tower Climbing, Tower Defense, Wish fulfillment. I have paid for and own the copyrights to both the cover and character images. Official Discord link https://discord.gg/7yxSzd3szy, See you there!

Reincarnated into the prestigious Noctis Family, Ali deeply loves his family but will ruthlessly pursue his goals regardless of consequence. Guided by memories of a past life, he navigates Sagana with a pragmatic spirit that views the world as a puzzle to solve, where even the innocent can become collateral. Eman's gaze is sharp, his tone unwavering:"To lead this family is not a choice, Ali. Power is not freedom, it is responsibility. The family head shapes the world, bends it to their will. That is our legacy."   Ali's expression remains calm, but his words cut deep: "And what if the world I want to shape lies beyond this family? Responsibility without purpose is a chain. I refuse to inherit a legacy that cages me."   While his father hopes he'll become the traditional family head, Ali's path diverges, supported by his mother's understanding. His journey begins with a simple, dangerous premise. He will uncover the world's secrets, with or without collateral damage. Innocents may fall, alliances may shatter, but Ali's curiosity remains unbroken, a force as cold and calculating as the mana that flows through Sagana. He is neither hero nor villain, but a force of nature driven by an insatiable need to understand.

Having spent her childhood confined in chains, Alice was a child who knew neither love nor joy. Scorned by her family while being tortured in the name of the greater good for years, she grew numb to all feeling and thought. That is, until one day, a man in black offered her a chance to escape. There were once rumours widespread of an endless hell, a land of glorious death and dreadful opportunity. Fools went in search of it, and the clever never ventured into it. Only when its baleful mysteries spilled unto the earth did all hear its name — the Abyss. A single drop of its blood could give someone the power to control shadows, move faster than sound, or strength greater than the strongest man. Yet, it all came at a cost; the blood would always make sure those who consumed it became part of the Abyss, with one exception — Alice. Cast away by her own blood, it was her destiny to rot in a gilded cage. But, that fateful day changed everything. Gifted a second chance at life, a chance to turn her life around and claim vengeance against her family, a chance to dive deep into the Abyss and gain the power to govern her own fate, Alice took his hand, unaware of the destiny unfolding before her. Discord: https://discord.gg/vrdTSkj8Va Author Notes: This is my third book, going to take what I learned from before to improve. This book will be focusing on plot, action, depths of character bonds and overall a darker tone/take on this cruel fantasy world I've cooked up for this book! If you give this book a try, I hope you enjoy! A very different experience and tone to Nanomancer Reborn.

Waking up in the middle of a dream, a strange door appears in the house... Behind each door lies a different, unfamiliar world. In the nightmare world, Jiang Cheng exaggerated the news he got from the strong man and told it to the fat man. The latter was almost in tears as he listened, "If we die here, our entire family will bleed to death upside down?" "That's right." "Then why don't you seem that scared?" The fat man widened his eyes. Jiang Cheng turned his head and said in a very serious tone, "Because I'm an orphan." --- You can support me and read ahead at my Pa treon at Pa treon.com/CinderTL

[ WPC FEB 2024 ENTRY ] Hao Chen, a very handsome young man, doesn't have anything except his little sister. As he was walking home from where he worked, he suddenly had an accident. A car hit him while he was crossing a zebra crossing. But Hao Chen knows one thing, if it was a deliberate act, knows who is the mastermind behind all this. Unfortunately he couldn't do anything at that time, due to his serious injuries. His head was bleeding, and even his bones were broken. Because the blood continued to flow out, staining the surrounding streets. Hao Chen, he died. But he didn't realize that there was a light that witnessed everything, about his entire life and his memories. "What a poor mortal, let me, the God Emperor, Hao Tian, ​​help you avenge yourself!" A voice sounded from the surroundings, its tone was arrogant and filled with elegance. Suddenly the light began to enter the depths of Hao Chen's body, who was now dead. *** Watch on by reading the first chapter of this novel, the adventure that the god emperor will go through who returns as a mortal! Discord server: https://discord.com/invite/4yCzqTCUhp _________________ Others Tags: Evil MC, Cunning MC, NO YURI, NO NETORARE, ECCHI, HAREM, Mature, Adult, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Anal, Backdoor Sex, Beautiful Females, Dao Companions, Dual Cultivation, Netori, Dragons, Demons, Phoenix, Conflict, War, Overpowered, Genius, Wise, Campus, Teacher, Milf, Alchemy, Sister, Young & Mature, Young Girl, Mature Girl, R18, Smut, Ecchi, Blowjob, Titjob, Kiss, Romance, Fantasy, Gods, Immortals, AntiHero, Villain, Rise, Rise of The, Chaos, Mystery, Polygamy _________________ Daily Mission: 50 Powerstones: 1 Chapters Bonus! 100 Powerstones: More 2 Chapters! 50 Golden Tickets: 2 Chapters Bonus! 100 Golden Tickets: More 5 Chapters! _________________ Remember if the cover on this book is not mine!

Hannah is absorbed in her school project when she hears her mother calling her downstairs. However, there’s something unsettling in her mother’s tone, a growing urgency that she can’t ignore. Intrigued yet cautious, Hannah begins to make her way down the stairs. Suddenly, she’s pulled into the nearby laundry room, a hand clamped over her mouth to stifle her reaction. To her shock, it’s her mother—eyes red and filled with terror. With a trembling whisper, her mother warns, “Don’t go down there, honey. I heard it too.” A cold chill washes over Hannah as she realizes that something, or someone, is downstairs, calling to her in her mother’s voice. But if her real mother is here, then who—or what—could be waiting beneath the stairs?

Follows the story of seven young people with special abilities, who had a tragic and dark childhood, and due to certain events ended up in different orphanages. Later they were forcibly adopted by the WareNeon company, which introduced “Project Rainbow” to turn them into super soldiers, hence their special abilities. But an internal accident led to the destruction of almost the entire facility and the cancellation of the project. Ten years later, these young people, now teenagers, after surviving by hook or by crook, are determined to eradicate evil and injustice in Neonvale. As they discover their own memories, which were erased, of the place where they ceased to be normal people ===================================================== Theme, Tone, and World: · Theme: Fighting evil, self-discovery, friendship, and redemption. |---- · Tone: Dark, but with moments of hope and humor. |---- · World: Neonvale, a futuristic coastal city with sci-fi elements and an atmosphere full of neon lights and shadows. The entire city uses neon energy, which is provided by WareNeon. It is a place full of danger and corruption, where advanced technology coexists with significant social problems. ===================================================== This is the English version of The Neon Falls

In the land of Thebes, Prince Azech-I is a ruler blessed by Anubis, a king whose power is whispered in hushed tones. But when the Pharaoh Cairo-IV's most lethal assassin, Nofri-it, is sent to end his life, fate spins a web of love and betrayal. What was meant to be a death sentence turns into a forbidden romance, as the two men fall deeply in love. But just as quickly as their bond blooms, Nofri-it vanishes without a trace, leaving Azech-I to search the world for his lost lioness. Years later, the truth shatters Azech-I's heart—Nofri-it was never a lover, but a tool sent to kill him. Betrayed and furious, Azech-I discovers that Nofri-it has been imprisoned by Pharaoh Cairo, kept in the dungeons of Memphis for failing his mission. The ruler of Thebes will stop at nothing to reclaim what is his. With vengeance in his heart, Azech-I plans to torment Nofri-it, declaring war on Cairo’s kingdom to retrieve his lover and make him suffer as he once did. When Azech-I drags a fragile, broken Nofri-it back to Thebes, the true torment begins. A man once filled with pride now plans to make Nofri-it his captive once more, keeping him caged and humiliated for the sins of his past. The battle for power, love, and revenge will tear through Egypt—nothing is sacred when the Pharaoh’s wrath is unleashed. "I loved you. You were my lioness. Now, you're nothing but a broken thing." "And yet, you will keep me, won't you? Like a pet, a prize."

"You're not a monster, Ashen," Serena whispered, "I see you: the man you were, the man you can still be." He turned his face away, painful uncertainty clouding his eyes, "You don't know what it is to feel the curse crawling under your skin. To feel the beast tearing at the edges of who you are." Serena stepped closer, her breathing steady even as his proximity made her heart race. "Then let me help you fight it," she whispered. "You don't have to face this alone." His eyes finally caught hers, haunted and conflicted. "I'm scared to lose myself. but I'm afraid I already have." "I'm not your savior, Ashen," Serena whispered, and her tone was rather even against the chaos whirling around them. "But I may be the only one who can prevent you from becoming the monster you fear." ...... Ashen is a man torn between worlds, born human yet cursed into a werewolf form, who with each full moon loses a little bit of his humanity as the beast inside grows a little stronger every passing day. A tale of Beauty and the Beast turned upside down, where the monster is cursed by his own darkness, and the Beauty may be the only one who can restore his humanity.

The moonlight spilled through the canopy of the dark forest, casting an eerie glow on the man lounging against an ancient tree. Morris was impossibly handsome—too handsome to be real. His sharp jawline, framed by tousled black hair, was shadowed by the flicker of firelight in his golden eyes. He swirled a goblet of wine lazily in his hand, his lips curved into a devilish smirk. Elowen froze, captivated. He looked like a prince from a forbidden story, but something in the air warned her he was no mortal. “Lost, little lamb?” His voice was velvet, dark and smooth, wrapping around her like a spell. “I was...just—” she stammered, but he stood in one fluid motion, closing the distance between them. “Just wandering into my domain,” he interrupted, his tone teasing yet dangerous. “How bold of you.” His gaze raked over her, and her heart pounded under the weight of his attention. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, stepping closer until she could feel the heat radiating from him. “Do you know who I am?” She shook her head, her throat dry. “I am Morris,” he said, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl. “The devil. The one your kingdom fears, the one your priests curse. And now,” he leaned in, his golden eyes glowing like embers, “you’ve wandered straight into my hands.” The shadows around him seemed to ripple with his amusement as a smirk played on his lips. He extended a hand, his voice both a command and an invitation. “Come closer, Elowen. Let me show you what happens when innocence meets the devil.”

"You're already the mother of my four children," Arsalan chuckled, "and you're about to bring another one into this world. And you say I wasn't romantic?" Sahira stared at him with scornful eyes. "If you want to know how romantic you were," she said, her voice laced with venom, "then listen..." She recounted her experiences in such a poisonous tone that Arsalan's cheeks flushed to his ears. "And if you want to hear about all the things you did to me..." Arsalan's playful demeanor evaporated. He released her wrist, and Sahira wriggled away from him. Arsalan's gaze fell to the ground. "Was I that bad?" "You're far worse than bad, Arsalan. This act of amnesia you're putting on - you could fool the entire world with it. But not me. I've seen your masterful acting before. But I'm not going to fall for your deception anymore, Arsalan Ansari." Sahira was about to turn and walk away when Arsalan's voice reached her from behind. "Hira...can't you forgive me? I don't remember anything about my past. I don't remember anything about who I was, what I did... Please believe me. Forgive me." For a moment, Sahira's heart wavered. Her feet remained rooted to the spot. She turned to face him, her eyes filled with doubt. "Very well. What a splendid performance, Arsalan. You should win an Oscar," she said sarcastically, and walked away. Arsalan let out a deep sigh and stood there, alone. -------- Arsalan Ansari, the ruthless mafia kingpin, operates on a cold, calculated smile. But a glimpse of vulnerability cracks his icy facade. Has amnesia truly buried his past - a past rife with vengeance and betrayal - or is this a masterfully crafted ploy to outmaneuver his enemies? As the line between truth and manipulation blurs, one thing remains certain: underestimating Arsalan Ansari could be your deadliest mistake.

In this enigmatic and introspective tale, two strangers, Anita and Leroy, find themselves bound together by circumstance and curiosity. As they navigate their new surroundings, a military base, they grapple with existential questions and personal demons. Leroy, a brooding and creative soul, shares a haunting poem that sets the tone for their journey. Anita, empathetic and seeking connection, becomes drawn to Leroy's mysteries. As they explore the blurred lines between reality and dreams, identity and consciousness, they must confront their own dark corners and the unspoken emotions that linger between them. Will they find solace in each other's company, or will the voids within themselves consume them? Dive into this thought-provoking narrative to unravel the secrets and silences that shroud their lives.

patreon.com/thebigbang007 (coffee) It was understood that this was a capitalist country, where the possession of the greatest amount of capital determined to whom the nation effectively belonged. The smile that had been resting on William Sheffield’s face was abruptly erased as his expression turned cold. In a tone laced with determination, it was demanded by him that the police be contacted immediately so that they could crush those who stood in their way. The reasoning behind his words seemed clear: if such actions had been taken before by someone like Rockefeller, then why should it not also be possible for Sheffield? A sense of irony hung in the air as the sentiment was expressed—this was America, where each day seemed to unfold as though it were part of an ongoing shootout, with battles fought not just with guns but with power, influence, and wealth.

CLAIMED BY MY EX-HUSBAND'S RIVAL: I MUST HAVE MY REVENGE! Synopsis: Roman Sionis / Melanie Holland Roman's hand grasped her neck, gently tilting her head back. His lips left a fiery path along her neck, his breath hot against her skin as he said in a menacing whisper “Tell me, Mel, what do you desire?” Melanie remained unmoved, her eyes devoid of emotion. “What I desire is inhumane” “Say it” Roman urged her. Without hesitation, she declared in a fixed tone, “I want Anthony Hamilton's head.” She paused a bit. “Can you get it for me?” Roman placed a soft kiss on her neck and collarbone “Anything for you, baby, I'll bring the head of every person in his family” “Good.” •••••••••••• After being betrayed by her ex-husband, Melanie is given a choice— In exchange for her son's life, she must infiltrate the life of Lord Sionis, the most powerful mafia Don in all of Germany, and leak information that can jeopardize his success. Only then she'll be free from her Ex-husband's clutches. Melanie finds out the hard way why they call him the deranged Alpha, not only does he thirst for the blood of men, but he also has a soft spot for little animals. Her greatest fear turned out to be her greatest salvation. If Roman Sionis decides to help Melanie plot her revenge, what will Anthony's fate be? •••Unicorse (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ᴥ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ⁠ʋ⁠)

SEA OF TIME BY OMOGHENE MARY. Synopsis It all began from a shopping trip, a series of events changing her life forever. .... She tapped Hannah softly on her back and whispered, "everything will be fine." Saying this she dashed towards the door and ran out. ..... She didn't need anyone to tell her that she's been shot. ..... "Help me, please." She said with an almost inaudible tone and a pleading gaze...... .... He stared at his arm where she grasped tightly, a dim light flickered in his eyes. He looked at her," why should I help you?" He asked with a very cold tone that sent a chill down her spine........ ..... "She's here, is she not?" With a surprised look, "Don't tell me you're going to pick her as the one?" "Time would tell."...... ...... This was her new life. The raindrops fell noisily on the rooftop, Every drop crashing loudly, Forming a sharp contrast To the harmonious soothing melody it created The gusty wind blew harshly against her skin Leaving a lasting cold The gloomy sky recognizes her lonely heart The disturbing sea waves,Reflected her chaotic mind. Fate plays tricks on all of us....... A story of love, hate, revenge, family, loss, trust, perhaps redemption. Follow Casey on her journey as she sails the sea of time....

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT!Ahmet's laughter was like a slap in the face. "You think you're in a position to negotiate with me?" he sneered. "I don't think so, Asli. You'll do what I say, or suffer the consequences. Do you want more time to outsmart me? No.” She could play his game. She certainly could do that before she finally killed him. A mischievous grin formed on her lips. "What would you gain from sleeping with me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone neutral. "You're not exactly known for your romantic conquests. And we're rivals, not to mention the fact that our families would kill us if they found out." She paused, her eyes narrowing. "So, what's the real motive here? What could you possibly gain from this?" There was a pause on the other end of the line, and for a moment, Asli wondered if she had caught him off guard. But then, Ahmet's smooth voice came back, dripping with confidence. "I’m glad to know you are well-informed about my romantic conquests. Let's just say, Asli, that I have my reasons. And as for what I'd gain… well, that's for me to know and you to find out." His tone sent a shiver down her spine, and she knew she had to tread carefully. She wasn’t going to win this against him. “Show me what proof you have and I will give in to your demands.” With that, she hung up the call, feeling a small sense of satisfaction at being the one to end the conversation this time. She was the only woman in the male-dominated Mafia world. Did he think he could subdue her so easily?

[Being an orphan and working as a maid wasn't something one dreamt about. As if deprivation wasn't enough, Bismika had to suffer bullying at school. When a certain blue-eyed boy showed interest in her, she misunderstood him as her knight in shining armor. A little did she realize that, she was pulled toward a burning pyre.] .......... “I-I wanted to t-tell-“ I was cut short with a loud thud of the tray. “Here is your order, Sir,”- the waitress seductively placed the frappe. “Thanks,”- he gave an alluring smile. This was the first time I saw him smiling today. “Have you decided on the order yet, Ms. Indecisive?”- the waitress's boring tone rang through my ears. I was stunned at her rudeness. I looked at the pair of blue orbs sitting in front of me. He looked unbothered! The mistreatment of the waitress towards me was all normal to him! Well! A loser like me never deserved a charmer like him. It was time to burst my dream bubble. “I won't take anything,” somehow I managed to speak. “You can excuse yourself.” The waitress left not before giving me a disgusting look and another lustful glance toward him. I was done. “Sorry to waste your time. But, don't worry. I won't waste more. Thanks for coming,”- I didn't wait for his response. Leaving the café, I let my tears fall. He just used me for his pleasure! I felt broken. Suddenly 2 strong hands grabbed my arms and the next moment I was shoved to an empty alley. I stared at those ocean blue eyes, hard to read as always. “A simple 'sorry' isn't good enough for wasting my time. I deserve compensation.” And before I could respond, his lips were on mine and started devouring me like a beast.