Write Scripts For Money

Tigers beget tigers, and lions beget lions. But not in this case. Mao Jin, the only son of the Dust Valley Sect Master, became the laughingstock of the sect due to his trashy talent. At eighteen, he was still stuck in the Mortal Rank-1 realm, with no hope of breaking through to the next stage. Even his parents had given up on him as a cultivator, wishing only for him to live a mortal life. However, everything changed when Mao Jin earned his first income. That was when he realized—what he truly needed wasn’t talent, but money. With money comes unparalleled talents. From a nobody to a visionary, watch as Mao Jin transforms the Dust Valley Sect into a thriving business hub while rising to power!

At Houston University's elite campus in Mayfair City, two worlds collide through the lives of Gerald Martinez and Danny Blackwood. Gerald, a scholarship student from the wrong side of town, navigates the marble halls in his thrift store clothes while his dark curls frame a face hardened by necessity. His worn sneakers echo differently against the polished floors than the Italian leather of his classmates. Danny Blackwood represents everything Gerald isn't—trust fund privilege wrapped in designer suits, a Patek Philippe gleaming on his wrist as he slides into his Lamborghini. The heir to a financial empire, Danny moves through university life with the casual arrogance of someone who's never known want. The catalyst for their collision is Xavier Chen, Gerald's former girlfriend who traded love for luxury when she realized Gerald's potential couldn't match her appetite for Hermès bags and Christian Louboutin heels. Now draped on Danny's arm, she's everything Gerald lost and everything Danny effortlessly possesses. Caught between them stands Naomi Ashworth, the conglomerate heiress whose friendship with Gerald puzzles their social circle. While Alice Montgomery, the school's untouchable beauty goddess, watches from her pedestal alongside Danny's inner circle—Yuri and class president Blondie—Gerald finds support in his dormitory under Rick's guidance and his loyal friend Clinton. As tensions escalate between the dormitories—Rick's working-class fortress and Ivar's white-haired kingdom of privilege—the university becomes a battleground where relationships fracture along lines of wealth, loyalty, and ambition. In Mayfair City's first-class restaurants and boutiques, every interaction carries the weight of class warfare disguised as college drama.

Cecilia has been transmigated to a tragedy novel where she becomes a crown princess for a kingdom that is about to be destroyed as the catalyst of the protagonist's main story. Every time she dies, she will return before the kingdom is destroyed. After the 100th attempt to save herself, Cecilia finally lost her mind. Cecilia is destined to die? That's fine. Let's kill her and turn into someone else. That was the original plan. But why did everyone start getting weird around her?

Eamond Richard dies as he lived: ruthless, filthy rich, and utterly alone. Reborn into a medieval world where magic trumps all, he wields Money Magic—a system that turns gold into godlike power. Bankrolling wars, monetizing dragons, and weaponizing debt, Eamond builds an empire with the glee of a shark in a treasury. But beneath his carefree swagger lies a twice-orphaned outcast who knows the real game isn’t wealth… It’s never losing again. Yet for all his schemes, Eamond can’t outrun the system’s fine print: hoard too much, and your soul becomes currency. As terrifying creatures and jealous gods close in, he faces a paradox—the more invincible he becomes, the clearer it is that money can’t buy what he truly wants.

In the dazzling chaos of stardom, Scripted Touch unfolds the hauntingly tender and intensely passionate tale of Abir Sen — a powerful film icon with a shattered past — and Maholi, a sweet, grounded, aspiring writer who unknowingly carries the last thread of a buried truth. When Maholi stumbles into the film industry, fate ties her to Abir through a mysterious necklace and a forgotten promise made by a dying mother. As Maholi navigates the ruthless world of fame, manipulation, and secrets, she finds herself drawn to the enigmatic star who hides more than just a broken heart. What begins as silent chemistry ignites into a storm of unspoken desires, stolen touches, and late-night whispers. But every moment of passion is shadowed by a dark conspiracy that links their families — a murder, a cover-up, and a boy who saw too much. With powerful enemies like the charmingly vicious Ruchika and the elegant yet deadly stepmother Sulekha circling them, Maholi and Abir must face the fire of the past to claim a future. Through betrayal, heartbreak, and explosive revelations, Scripted Touch explores what happens when love is both a sanctuary and a battleground. A tale of lust, loyalty, buried truths, and rising from the ashes — Scripted Touch is where romance meets revenge in the boldest way.

Blood runs thicker than water. Lillian Chen—no, Lillian Lu—met a tragic end in her previous life with not even her body intact. Branded as a villainess in the pages of someone else's story, her fate happened to be betrayed by the Chen family- the very family she devoted her life to. But the fate had other plans. She was reborn, and this time she was out for revenge. Discarded by the Chens and overshadowed by Eva, the so-called “real daughter,” Lillian vows to rewrite her story—this time, on her own terms. And she plans to save her poor real family- the people who truly cared for her- this time from their ill-fated endings. To her surprise, they all turned out to be bigshots! Her mother is the mastermind behind the most powerful intelligence agency. Her eldest brother? Lord of the criminal underworld. The second? A world-renowned surgeon with a genius mind. And the third? A legendary hacker wanted by nations. It seemed she had a dangerous father as well! Also, why was the richest man in the world chasing after her!? This time, Lillian was determined to be the villainess she was and take the world by storm.

"You died." That was what the mysterious figure told him, but then he was given a second chance for the good deeds that he did in his previous life. "Super Prodigal System!" "Cultivate to immortality by wasting as much money as you can!" For the former number one prodigal of Earth, this was the perfect system! ------------------------------------------------------------------- Come follow me on twitter: https://twitter.com/DXHaseoXD Discord: https://discord.gg/BGrNgsbXXG

In a world where power and control rewrite history, a boy named Kasel , 18 yr old, lives quietly—unnoticed, abandoned, surviving through routine and silence. But a suppressed memory stirs, disrupting the fragile rhythm of his existence. At the same time, a mysterious 18-year-old contract—tied to political power—is quietly beginning to collapse,slowly digging at the layers of rewritten history beneath it. The story unravels a hidden connection between a collapsing 18-year-old contract and a rewritten history hidden by the government—quietly investigated by two YouTubers driven by personal loss. It travels across private choices, political currents, and fragile minds—slowly peeling back the mystery of a forgotten incident from 11 years ago. ___________________________________ At the center is Kasel—an unnoticed, introverted 18-year-old boy living like a shadow. Orphaned, quietly longing for love, he works in a small shop, enduring mockery and monotony just to exist. Kasel’s mind often glitches—brief flashes of a memory he doesn’t understand, one he’s learned to ignore. But when a stranger appears—someone he doesn’t remember but might be connected to it all—everything begins to change. This arc follows Kasel’s psychological unraveling and the slow emergence of his past and truth . ___________________________________ This is a slow-burn political–psychological mystery thriller about memory, identity, control, and power.

This story was originally written in Indonesian. I used AI to help translate it into English, so I apologize in advance for any translation errors or awkward phrasing that may appear. --- In the dark world of Ijdornia, where fear reigns and power defines your place, Pandora stands out—not because of her strength, but her lack of it. As the tenth daughter of the infamous Demon Queen, she is the weakest demon alive. No magic. No aura. Just a fragile soul trapped in a brutal court. But behind her quiet eyes lies a secret—one no one in Ijdornia would ever believe. She was once Santi, a human girl from Earth. After a tragic incident and a death sentence, a mysterious goddess offers her a second chance—not as a human, but as a demon princess. Her mission? Not conquest, but redemption. Now, in a world that worships strength and fears weakness, Pandora must find a way to change the heart of the cruelest being in existence—her own mother.

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.

[Ding!] [Cashback System Activation Requirement Met!] [System Binding In Progress...!] [System Successfully Linked!] [Spent $1,000. 10x Critical Hit. Earned $10,000. The money has been transferred to account XXX-XXX-XXX] [Spent at least $1,000 on a beautiful lady. Received 1 lottery ticket. Do you want to use it?] [YES][NO] Kyle was a man that has never had any luck in life and he was on the verge of ending it all after being fired from his minimum wage job due to a customer's complaint which turned out to be a lie but due to the customer being an attractive lady, no one believed Kyle. To make matters worse, he had to pay for the damages that was caused by the customer. Beautiful people, they had it easy, didn't they? This was his last step and he knew that he wouldn't see tomorrow as he searched for a river to throw himself in. He thought his mind finally broke as there was no explanation for the Cyan Screen that popped up as he clicked the [YES] button. [You have drawn Charm!] [Charm: There is nothing the user can't charm his way out of or into! The universe has blessed you with charisma!] "Hahaha! I must have lost my marbles..." Kyle muttered to himself but his phone soon rang out to show that he had a notification. And to his surprise, he saw $10,000 sitting in his account and his jaw dropped. "THIS IS FOR REAL!!!"

Adeline didn't expect she would transmigrate into the trashy novel she read years ago. The plot was so cliched that she couldn't bring herself to finish it. Years later, she found that very book on her bed, the page was open to the villainess' execution and before she knew it she found herself in the very novel she hated. The evil villainess who couldn't stand her two childhood friends become completely enamoured by the female lead, she decided to take care of the matter herself and thus became the public enemy. She now became the villainess of the story! "I do not accept this!" Adeline yelled at the top of her lungs. "I will change the plot." The Crown Prince she rejected won't leave her alone. The cold Northern Duke clung to her and wouldn't let go. The Arch Mage wants to abandon his duties and serve as her personal knight, and the Head Priest is obsessed with her! The Male leads she wished to avoid won't leave her alone! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Obsessive male lead- check. Funny but strong female lead- check. Amazing family- check. Annoying Goddess- also check.

He was the industry’s darling. Until they turned on him. Framed in a scandal he had no part in, actor Xiao Zhiyan is forced into silence. Betrayed by the system, cast aside by the media, and abandoned by the people who should have protected him, he chooses to walk away. But walking away doesn’t erase the past. Especially not when Wang Siyuan—the man who once made him feel safe—is suddenly standing across from him again. On set. In character. In conflict. Now, years later, they’re cast as enemies in a historical epic. On screen, they trade power plays and sharp lines. Off screen, they navigate a fragile past, a buried truth, and a love that was never meant to survive. Zhiyan wears his mask well: calm, composed, untouchable. But behind the performance is a man still bleeding from wounds no one sees. And Siyuan? He’s done pretending he doesn’t care. In a world that values silence over truth, what happens when two actors finally go off script?

Sanam Teri Kasam ( beloved i swear on you ) : A New Chapter Prologue: I always thought that if someone were to reincarnate, they'd become a villainess, a female lead, or at the very least, a side character. But when I woke up this morning, I found myself in a story I had just read the night before, a cliché romance titled "Sanam Teri Kasam." Yet, I wasn’t any of those typical roles. I wasn’t even sure if I could call this a reincarnation.

"Prophecies are meant to be fulfilled. This one was meant to be erased." At the end of Kali Yuga, the world waits for Kalki—the divine avatar fated to end the age of darkness. But fate has fractured. A new force walks the earth. Not born of prophecy. Not blessed by gods. An anomaly—unrecorded, unpredicted, unstoppable. He wears silence like armor. His past, a ghost. His strength, immeasurable. And wherever he walks, the lines of destiny begin to tremble. Some whisper he’s a myth reborn. Others fear he’s a warning written too late. But all will soon understand: He was never meant to exist… and yet, he is here. And he brings with him only one vow: “I Shall Write My Own Destiny!.”

Kekuatan terkuat dalam pertempuran x pria di tahta tertinggi Ini adalah era di mana kecerdasan buatan menentukan arah kehidupan manusia. Musuh paling terkenal bagi Federasi, panglima tertinggi Komando Militer Navi, Adrian Yate, dan anggota dewan perwakilan termuda dari Dewan Tertinggi, Zhong Yan, dicocokkan oleh AI sebagai kandidat pernikahan yang paling optimal satu sama lain. Jika mereka menolak rekomendasi optimal AI, mereka harus membayar denda. Adrian: Buat apa aku membayar? Aku tidak punya uang, jadi enyahlah! Zhong Yan: Aku juga tidak punya uang. AI: Kalau denda tidak dibayar sesuai batas waktu, selamat atas penyatuan kalian.

'Administrator can modify Rule 1 and 2... Congratulations, Dan! You are the first user... Happy Hacking!' What started as a dream come true for an average young man... Will eventually turn to a journey that spans the stars!

Alessia Blackmoon, heir to the most feared werewolf pack, goes undercover in Nero King's empire – only to discover he's no ordinary billionaire. He's a genetically engineered hybrid, and their explosive chemistry threatens to ignite a war between wolves, vampires, and the ruthless King Corporation. In a world where power is measured in blood and betrayal, their forbidden bond could destroy empires... or rebuild them.

Scripted to Die Act your role. Fool the ghosts. Survive the script. Aiden wakes up in a deadly stage play where every horror is real, every line matters, and the audience? Bloodthirsty spirits who reward death with applause. Complete the mission. Earn coins. Upgrade or die. This isn’t a game. It’s a performance. And the curtain’s already rising.

Beatrice Da Ville was meant to be the villainess. Arrogant, cruel, and doomed to die. But when a 21st-century woman wakes up in her body, she refuses to meet that fate. Avoiding execution should have been simple: keep her head down, stay out of trouble, and let the story run its course. But the world refuses to let her disappear. The nobles are always whispering about her, the royal family won’t leave her alone, and worst of all—the cold, calculating Crown Prince keeps watching her like he knows she’s up to something. But the deeper she gets entangled in the kingdom’s growing tensions, the more she realizes something terrifying. This story was never just about the heroine and villainess. And if she’s not careful, she won’t just die. She’ll play right into the ending that was always meant for her. If the script won’t let her live, then she’ll just have to rewrite it herself.

Alex, a 9-year-old orphan in Beijing, had always been an ordinary girl, just trying to survive in a world that often felt too big and too cold. One day, though, something extraordinary happened. She began to remember a future that wasn’t hers—memories from 6 years ahead, where she was no longer an orphan but the adopted daughter of a wealthy businessman. In this future, she had been chosen not for love or kindness, but as a playmate for his cold, arrogant son, Max. The deal was simple: Alex would receive 30,000 yuan a month in exchange for pretending to be Max friend. But the reality was far more painful. Xiao Jun never saw her as anything more than a piece of the arrangement that he resented. No matter how hard Alex tried to connect with him, to break through his icy exterior, she was never good enough in his eyes. Despite all her efforts—whether it was spending time with him, listening to his silent anger, or simply trying to make him smile—Max remained distant, aloof, and indifferent. The memories of this future were like watching a show . She don't felt connected to thes future,but the one in future look helpless ,knowing that no matter how hard she tried, her place in his life was never secure, never real. She was a stranger, bound by a contract. Then, one day, as Alex was out shopping with her friends, the future she had glimpsed was suddenly snatched away in the blink of an eye. A car accident, the kind of tragedy that seemed so far away, claimed her life in an instant. As the world faded into darkness, Alex in thes future had one last thought: *What would have happened if things had been different?* But her journey wasn’t over. Perhaps fate had something else in store for her. Maybe this glimpse of the future was just a warning, a lesson she still had time to change.

Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream

Dent is an assassin. A sad, coffee-loving, execution-scheduled, emotionally complex assassin. He has 8 months to live, 70,000 dollars to earn, a genetically questionable identity, a wife who listens to diss tracks about tractors, and coworkers who drop rap battles mid-mission. His boss? A literal “General.” His enemies? Exploding. His mental state? Questionable. As Dent dodges bullets, flips cars, and tries to afford his own survival, he begins to realize that maybe—just maybe—life is more than assassination contracts and bullet holes. It’s also about love, loyalty, and whether or not you can survive Texas while Justin Bieber screams about fire on live TV. Welcome to Right on the Money. Where the world burns, and the coffee’s always hot.

What do you do when you wake up to find yourself the artistic, idiot villain of Radina's novel, doomed to be crushed under the feet of the archetypal hero? For Lin Fang, the answer is clear: throw the original script in the nearest trash can.