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Goku Feast

A second chance with my billionaire husband

Ji Yunya died at eighteen, was reborn, and returned from Hell as a devil. * Everyone said that the Ji Family's girl was gentle and graceful, beautiful and smart, elegant and refined, with a heart as delicate as an orchid and scholarship as impressive as her manners; she truly lived up to her reputation as the top socialite. "Ji Yunya, you’re nothing but a devil, how can there be someone as terrifying as you existing in this world? You black-hearted and corrupt wench, why don’t you just die..." The adopted daughter of her grandmother wished she could drink her blood and feast on her flesh. Because I've already died, haha, you're right, I’m a wicked ghost who crawled up from Hell. In my past life, I made a wedding dress for you, this life, I intend to take back everything that belongs to me, and by the way, crush you ruthlessly into the mud. "I should have strangled you the moment you were born, because you simply don’t deserve to live in this world, your blood is the filthiest thing on this planet…" Her biological father incessantly thought about how to kill her. Because my existence is the biggest shame in my father's life, but what can I do? I couldn’t choose where I was born, but I can choose how to live. Like a nail, I’ll be fiercely hammered into your heart. If I’m filthy, then what does that make you, the creator of me? "You're a freak, I'm going to call the police and have them lock you up in a mental hospital..." A little friend was filled with righteous indignation after accidentally seeing her true self. Shush, truly clever people know better than to speak out, because I can’t resist silencing them...permanently! My father is hypocritical, my grandmother feigns virtue, the mistress is venomous, and even her sister is courting death. Come one, come all, let’s settle our accounts, past and present! She's a noble socialite praised by everyone, a study goddess with off-the-charts intelligence, the ultimate idol with beauty and talent, a medical genius with a cool and wise mind… Her perfect acting could fool the whole world, yet those who hate her most know the truth—she is black-hearted, hypocritical, selfish, domineering, and madly obsessive. Look, this is the real her. * Yan Song, the son of the mayor, poised and majestic, with an impressive and stunning presence, he is the dreamy youth every girl hides in her heart, as beautiful as jade and as fierce as the scorching sun. In public, he’s dashing and charming, in private, he’s cutting and sarcastic, arrogant and wild. A slam dunk photo of him from the basketball court went viral online, and netizens hailed him as the National School Hunk. Countless fans drooled over the only blurry photo of him available, calling him "hubby" with unrestrained joy. One day, the typically mysterious and low-key National School Hunk suddenly registered a Weibo account, and instantly masses of fans rushed there. ——I’m just here to say that I’m engaged and have a childhood sweetheart for a fiancée, so stop calling me your "hubby." It's reserved for her, and if you upset her, then I won’t be happy either. And if I’m not happy, no one will be. The fans refused to accept this, wailing, how could their idol already have a fiancée? And he’s so in love with her, that's just way too domineering... Ji Yunya: That's right, I am domineering. If you want to be my man, you have to be clean from top to bottom, inside and out, from your body to your name, even every strand of your hair must belong only to me. Otherwise, I won't be able to resist destroying it... Yan Song: My wife's obsession with cleanliness is incurable… But, I like it! From then on, a saying circulated in Jiangzhou, Master Yan dotes on his wife above all else. You can provoke anyone but Lady Yan, or else Master Yan will teach you how to be a person all over again in minutes. 1 vs 1, the tone of this work is pampering, pampering, pampering, written by someone with a fastidious streak, you get it, if you like it please bookmark it.
Su Muzheyue · 336.4K Views

The Ceo‘s Caged Melody

Black-bellied, sharp-tongued business tyrant vs. adorably cunning, deceptively soft beauty 【Let the evil meet their fate, and if fate doesn't take its course, I'll do it for you】 It was rumored in C City that the merchant Gu Jiangnian was a master of strategy and profit, where every move was made for gain. But everyone at Junhua knew, Director Gu sought not only profit but also people. To what extent? Want money, send money; want someone, send someone; you fight, I guard the door; you brawl, I support you. Before marriage, she was the least favored miss of the Jiang family, battling alone against her cruel stepmother and adulterous father, with her daily work: brawl! Brawl! And brawl some more! After marriage, she was the beloved little ancestor of the Gu Mansion, pampered and protected in the palm of the master's hand, too precious to let others bully, with her daily work: cling to powerful coattails! Cling! And cling some more! 【Post-marriage daily life one】 One day, Mrs. Gu was ill and had lost her appetite. Mr. Gu canceled his appointments to return home, sat in front of her, and coldly stared, his words icy: “Didn’t you say I was a feast for the eyes? Eat!” 【Post-marriage daily life two】 Mrs. Gu found herself in a tight spot, attacked by the public, when a reporter relentlessly pursued Gu Jiangnian asking, “As Junhua’s director and C City’s wealthiest Mr. Gu, what is your opinion on Mrs. Gu's attempt to run over her own biological father?” The man paused abruptly, his face cold as he slowly and deliberately said, “She's spoiled by me. What’s it to you?” Without waiting for the reporter to answer, he arrogantly continued, “Even if you have an opinion, keep it to yourself. My woman, Gu Jiangnian’s woman, is not subject to your criticism.”
Li Buyan · 150.9K Views

To His Hell and Back

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."
mata0eve · 17.4K Views

Gene System

Blake is a young man who has had to suffer through devastation over and over again losing more than just an arm. With no power of his own he could barely stand a chance against others or even be deemed useful by the military. All he can do is accept his sister's help bitterly knowing he can't return it to the same effect. After a series of events a meeting with near death shocks him to his very core changing his life forever. Awakening a hidden element buried deep within his genetic code. The Gene System, an advanced complex genetic technology used to expand and improve the overall potential and direction of evolution for the user's genetic code naturally mapping out and directing where the user should go with the growth they obtain. Not much else is known, only that few on every planet are given one through unknown means. The current state of the world is racked with unbridled chaos as the military fruitless attempts to stop the atrocities committed by the organisation known as the Gene hunters. Seeking to steal and splice any genetic data they can get their hands on by whatever psychotic means whether it be dissection, slow harvesting or cloning ethics are not a concern. Hundreds of thousands have been affected by the gene hunters including Blake's family. Some are never seen again, just used as cows for genetic harvesting over and over again until they dried up never to see their families again. Changes have begun to sprout in the background of earth leading to more and more mysterious events occurring, genetic powers becoming stronger, animals becoming mutated and evolving faster than normal generational lines. All the while in the background an unknown force beyond human comprehension lurks just beyond the veil waiting patiently for the time to run out and indulge in his planet level feast devouring all life in sight. Blake will give his all to overcome these brutal circumstances by whatever means. No matter the pain, suffering or loss he will continue to go forward no matter the cost. Failure isn't a devastation but a stepping stone in his larger goal. In his pursuit to build his strength he wont forget where he came from guarding the weak as someone who grew from that. Seeing the lack of care or acknowledgement to the majority viewed as weak in the military disdain makes him step up as the leader needed to change the structure of this world for the better. In the weak there is strength which Blake knows all too well. His reason to go forward is to become the man he wants to be. The only thing that truly terrifies is the idea of letting it all go, giving up and betraying himself and his potential.
NocturnOwl · 870.4K Views

The supporting character's harem is very normal

Hm... Fantasy battle, smart MC, smart heroins, supper plot twist...etc... are all things that... this novel doesn't have. This place only has... Stupid MC, Normal heroins, normal plot, slice of life and... some sh*t thing. I just want to write what I want no matter how bad it is. ( ' 3') --------------- After going bankrupt, with nothing left in his hands, Lathel died at the age of 50. After his death, a god offered him a chance to go to another world and help the male protagonists. His mission was to solve the problems surrounding the heroines so that the male protagonists could easily get along with them. To be more precise, his job was similar to that of a chef. He would Process the ingredients and cook a sumptuous feast, while the male protagonists just needed to sit at the table and enjoy it. After completing his mission, he was threatened by a stranger. In the face of this threat Lathel just smiled and decided to commit suicide. After he died, those heroines also dropped their facade and revealed their true nature. Lathel once again met the god who helped him. This time, the god allowed him to choose the world he wanted to go to as a gift for completing his task. He then chose a Fantasy world, a place most men dreamt of. However, the Fantasy world had too many people to choose from, moreover the number of main character and antagonist slots were all full. In the end, Lathel accepted to take on the role of an extremely weak supporting character to go to the Fantasy world. However, this time he didn't need to work or help the main character. He just needed to not affect the main character's development. Lathel: “Hm... as long as it doesn't affect the main character... then... Can I make a harem?” God: “Of course.” Lathel: “Hm... so... I just need to avoid the main character's woman.” God: “That's right. You just need to try to survive in that world. Ah! I will give you a system that will help you have a good life in that world. I Hope you enjoy this new life.” Lathel: “Um! So my harem will consist of lackluster women, it seems like a peaceful life is waiting for me.” God: “Hm... not really...” *** See the character's pic here: https://twitter.com/HikaruKiki1111
HikaruKiki · 2.4M Views

The Torn Earth

The Earth was peaceful until the Other World arrived and supposedly "helped" humanity but all it did was make them rely on it. And after 2.2 million years of the other world being docked on Earth, Gaia emerged from her slumber. The other world left in a hurry to escape from her, but only Nemesis stated behind, he was the Crown Prince of the Travelers, the very same prince who wiped out the Yetis', the Demi-Demon, the Demi-Divines, and the lesser Spirits The other world gave humanity systems, magic, and "Immortality", the systems were there to limit humanities potential to surpass the Travelers, magic to reverse Mana, and "Immortality" to pass their years onto lesser beings. Now let's take it the beginning. The Humans, Elves, Vampires, and Dwarves all discovered Mana collectively, and so the other world took 5 years to get to Earth, to harvest it's Mana, while the other species like the Demons, Yetis, and Werewolves all had the natural ability to controll it, to some extent at least. And so the other world arrived, it offered all species a system, the ability to "controll" Mana, riches, and everything to exert their desires. Humans jumped at the opportunity to have systems magic and to bask in their desires. The Elves shunned the idea as they had the best controll over Mana then all the other species of Earth, the Vampires declined the idea as they could better their controll of Mana by feasting on the blood of those willing, the Dwarves also jumped at the idea to have systems to better their smithing and make new weapons. The other species accepted to better their controll of Mana artificially. But in the end all of the species accepted. The other world met Earth once before, making Gods, Demons, and It.
Silver2285 · 1.6K Views

The Requiem of Lost Sheep

An old man appeared out of place in this landscape of a bar. It's bartender was rather strange, one moment a boy the next an old man on his last breath, even coughing a few times. A while later, having calmed down, the old man started a conversation with the odd bartender. "Hello, my name is Anthony Vargus. May I know why I'm here?" [Welcome current head of the Vargus familia, your new aren't you. Well, now your here, to have your sins be judged by me. Yes, a surprise isn't it. What? You thought that your organisation already killed Death? Well..., who said there couldn't be another one? Who said that those arrogant assholes up in their so-called Heaven can't be killed? Really, you guys did a really good job killing Death, now, I have a request, could you help me kill every single bast*rdous piece of crap that stinks in that "Heaven" of theirs? In exchange, your people will be free from Death's grasp for 2 years. I'd advise you to hurry, afterall, you were the one to come up with the idea of deicide aren't you? Now, scuttle back to your little mouse hole and grow tremendously with the time I bought you, grow so well that you shall no longer be a weak rat but a hungering Gigant, willing to fulfill your role to tear those f*cking Gods to shreds and when your done, We shall have a taste of the Divine flesh. Drink their blood and feast on their bones! Go! Let loose on them! Leave on my decree!] "You intend to kill more Divinities?", the old man cried out, shaking in fear at the thought. [Divinities? The Divine? Gods? Those narcissistic asshats don't deserve to be called that. I'm sure that as a member of the 5 Kings and an expert in kingdom management that you should realise that every single one of those Churches, be they member or Cardinal, their minds no longer belong to themselves and are but mere pawns of those damned "Gods" to be used for that trashy game of theirs. If you do help, outside of 2 years without Death, I shall also hand over 2 Divine ranked items and the Vessel of Chaotic Corruption, agreed?], saying that, the 'thing' in front of him raised its hand and offered it to him. And he took it. He too, had had enough of the Four Churches and was willing to even become the greatest sinner in the history of the world of Rein just to take down the Churches and stop the cruel games of the Divinities. "I hope I didn't make the wrong choice here.", said the man for he quickly reverted to his youthful days. [Don't worry too much about this deal of ours and just enjoy the new and youthful body of yours. Afterall, you aren't the only one within the 5 Kings to have contact with me. Other than you, every one of them has met me before. The first was the King of Undeath, as a Lich King, it was rather easy to pull him over here. Anyway, I'll establish the mental connection of the Mana network with you now. There it's done.], after saying this, the King of Delhait Kingdom titled King of Structure felt something poking into his head and suddenly felt a connection to 5 different places. (Ah, our old friend here finally joined us) A young voice rang out as the image of the King of Life shown itself, quickly followed by the other members of the 5 Kings. Following this the creature's mouth moved again. [Now, it's time. The first to be taken down is the Goddess of Life. Next is the Four-Elements God. After that would be the Primordial Moon Goddess. Finally, the main course will of course be the man behind the scenes, the World God.] Following this, a year and three quarters later, the world suffered tremendously for the Gods died in the hands of Men and their Divine Orders were taken away, each one in a different hand except for the King of Undeath for he was promoted to Death by the mysterious being. Finally, humanity was free from the greedy grasps of the Gods. From here on out is the story following the events as we go on and look at the being's life. [Well, well well. A rat is peeking out of it's cage. How interesting!]
Friends101 · 8K Views

Coldfire: A Touch of the Abyss

Aether is a patchwork of realities, stitched together with the coarse threads of fate. The High Ones feast on floating islands, flouting the laws of gods and men. The Low Ones rot in the stench of the underbelly, dreaming of a breath of fresh air. Between them lie countless layers of existence, where magic intertwines with despair. Into this chaotic world steps the Unknown. His face is hidden beneath a cowl, and in his eyes burns the cold fire of the Abyss. He is no hero, no savior; he is a catalyst for change, ruthless and hypocritical. The Unknown seeks no followers; he is a solitary figure. He wanders Aether, sowing the seeds of knowledge, but not out of noble intent. His gift is a curse, a trial that breaks the weak and elevates the strong. He asks for no payment, but the price of his lessons is blood, sweat, and tears. He whispers the secrets of the universe into the ears of the outcast, but cares nothing for their fate. He is a spark that can ignite the flame of hope or burn everything to ashes. The story begins with Kael, a young thief from the underbelly who overhears the Unknown conversing with a spirit. Words laden with ancient magic and forbidden knowledge ignite within him a spark of ambition. He begins to stalk the Unknown, seeking to glean his secrets. But the Unknown is no teacher in the conventional sense. He does not give lessons; he creates situations in which his "students" are forced to learn to survive, adapt, and overcome. Kael becomes an unwitting witness to the Unknown's actions, seeing how his "gifts" alter the destinies of others, shattering the old order and giving rise to new chaos. He realizes that the Unknown does not strive for balance; he craves destruction, the rebirth of the world in the fires of the Abyss. And Kael, intoxicated by the power that newfound knowledge grants him, becomes a part of this chaos. Kael's path intersects with others who have also been "blessed" by the Unknown's touch. Some descend into madness, others become tyrants, and still others become martyrs. Each of them is a tool in the Unknown's hands, a pawn in his game with reality. And Kael must decide who he wants to be – a pawn or a player. "Coldfire" is a story about the price of knowledge, the dark side of power, and how even in the most ruthless chaos, there is a perverse beauty. It is a story not of heroes, but of survivors, not of salvation, but of transformation, not of light, but of the cold fire of the Abyss that consumes all in its path.
Fuzhi · 741 Views
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