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The Villains Must Win

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.” 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. “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?"
MiuNovels · 577K Views

I Guess I'm A Farmer Now

Summary: In the 23rd century, Qin Ruolan was a legend. A world-renowned doctor, an acclaimed chef, a dazzling beauty with an impeccable fashion sense, and a prodigy in every field she touched, there seemed to be nothing she couldn't do. The world admired her, envied her, celebrated her very name. Then came the accident. The world seemed to rear it's head as the news broke. The great Qin Ruolan had been killed, her body crushed beneath a massive truck. But as the crowd gathered, one soul hovered above, watching in stunned silence. Her own. "I'm dead," she murmured. [ F A R M + S Y S T E M ] "This is...?..." [ B I N D I N G ] "What?" [ T R A N S F E R = C O M P L E T E ] "..." Qin Ruolan awakens not in a hospital or in the afterlife, but in a completely unfamiliar world, one straight out of a fantasy drama. A place of cultivation, ancient sects, and mystical powers. The kind of world she'd only seen in novels and late-night dramas. There's just one catch. She's not a powerful cultivator, a reborn empress, or a chosen hero. No. She's the daughter of a humble farmer. Dirt under her nails, no status, no spiritual roots to speak of, and definitely no golden finger-except, maybe, the strange system whispering in the back of her mind. "Could life get any more cliché?" Armed with nothing but the remnants of her past life's brilliance and a system she doesn't fully understand, Ma Yu Yan must carve a new path in a world that runs on power, hierarchy, and ancient tradition.
Ms_Fool · 18K Views
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