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Apokalypse: Ich habe ein Multiplikatorensystem

Die Apokalypse kam, und die Menschen passten sich langsam an die extreme Umgebung an. Nach der Apokalypse wird das Leben von Su Jiyai im Haus ihrer Pflegeeltern immer erbärmlicher. Ihre Pflegemutter fand immer wieder Wege, sie zu verkaufen, ihre Cousins wollten sie töten, um die Last zu verringern, und ihr Pflegevater versuchte, sie auszunutzen. Als ihre Pflegeeltern sie jedoch dazu drängten, anstelle ihrer leiblichen Tochter in die Armee aufgenommen zu werden, verließ sie das Heim und brach die Verbindung zu ihnen ab. Als sie in die Armee aufgenommen wurde, kämpfte sie mit ihren bloßen Händen gegen Zombies, da sie keine Superkräfte hatte. Gerade als Su Jiayi mit den Zombies in der Nähe eines geheimnisvollen Ortes kämpfte und sicher war, dass sie sterben würde, löste sie versehentlich ein System aus und wurde die Besitzerin dieses geheimnisvollen Ortes. Sie hatte nicht nur einen sicheren Ort, an dem sie bleiben konnte, sondern auch ein erstaunliches System, das es ihr ermöglichte, die Dinge, die sie bei der Dämonenjagd erhielt, zu vermehren. [Ding! Verkaufsautomat entdeckt! Herzlichen Glückwunsch an den Gastgeber für den Erhalt des Vending Machine X ∞! Der Gastgeber kann für 200 Bundesmünzen Verkaufsautomaten kaufen] [Ding! Ein Luxuszimmer entdeckt! Herzlichen Glückwunsch an den Gastgeber für die Erlangung des Luxuszimmers X ∞! Der Gastgeber kann Deluxe-Zimmer für 10000 Bundesmünzen kaufen] Sie eröffnete ihr eigenes Wohngebiet und einen Lebensmittelladen. Ihr Lebensmittelladen und das Mietshaus wurden schnell zu einem Hit und Leute aus verschiedenen Orten kamen, um ihr zu gefallen. Als ihr Geschäft wuchs, kamen ihre Pflegeeltern und bettelten sie an, aber sie schickte sie einfach weg. Oh! Und war das nicht der Hauptmann der Weidenarmee, in den sie sich verknallt hatte? Warum sieht er sie wie einen verlorenen Schatz an, wenn er nicht einmal ihre wahre Identität kennt... Die Geschichte wird in den ersten 19 Kapiteln rasant sein. Die Haupthandlung wird nach 20 Kapiteln beginnen.
LittleRabbit1111 · 20.9K Views

Die wohlhabende älteste Schwester herrscht über alles

Einleitung 1: Die Dorfbewohner seufzten und schüttelten den Kopf, als sie von Zhuang Qingning hörten, die keine Eltern hatte, dann krank wurde und es vorzog, allein zu leben, anstatt von der Familie ihres Onkels gepflegt zu werden, und dachten, sie würde sich selbst den Weg in den Tod ebnen. Aber wer hätte das gedacht, sie eröffnete eine Werkstatt, kaufte einen Laden, baute ein Haus, lebte gemütlich und züchtete Hunde und Katzen, und alle, die ihr nahe standen, kamen finanziell auf ihre Kosten. Die Dorfbewohner: Ist es jetzt zu spät, um bei dem Gott des Reichtums in Gnade zu stehen? Ich warte auf Ihre Antwort, es ist ziemlich dringend...... ---- Einleitung 2: Alle in der Hauptstadt seufzten über das Glück des Prinzen Qi, der an Schönheit nicht zu überbieten war, denn er folgte dem Wunsch der verstorbenen Königin und heiratete ein einfaches Mädchen vom Lande und verzichtete damit auf eine ideale Ehe. Aber wer hätte das gedacht, der Prinz war so rücksichtsvoll zu seiner Frau, gab ein Vermögen aus, um ihr ein Lächeln ins Gesicht zu zaubern, widersetzte sich Befehlen, nur um sie zu beschützen, und verhielt sich ganz wie ein tief verliebter Mann...... Das ganze Volk: Verzeihung, ist es zu spät, dieses Paar jetzt zu verschiffen? ---- Diese Geschichte handelt von einer Frau auf dem Lande, die Schritt für Schritt wächst, Wärme und Leichtigkeit ausstrahlt, auf dornige Pfade und freudige Errungenschaften gleichermaßen stößt, wo Liebende schließlich heiraten und es Vergeltung für Gut und Böse gibt.
Tea Warm · 21.4K Views

Die Vertragsbesessenheit des CEO

[Warnung: Reifer Inhalt, R18+] [Abgeschlossen] [Tritt meinem Discord-Server bei, um mehr Bilder von Amy und Henry zu sehen. https://discord.gg/2uRyaUNAYg] Sie ist pleite und hat alles verloren, hat nur noch Schulden und Verbindlichkeiten. Er ist reich und hat alles, Erbe eines Multi-Milliarden-Unternehmens. Zwei unterschiedliche Menschen, die durch ihre Bedürfnisse zueinander finden - oder ist es Schicksal? **** Amelia Bell war erst 22 Jahre alt, als ihre Eltern, ihr Bruder und ihre Schwägerin bei einem Autounfall ums Leben kamen. Für die verletzten Kinder ihres Bruders ist sie nun verantwortlich. Sie hat alles, was sie besitzt, verkauft, ist hoch verschuldet und kann sich nur noch die Augen ausweinen. Und dann fiel ihr die Antwort auf ihre Frage ein: Woher soll sie das Geld für die Operation nehmen? Richtig... sie hat noch nicht alles getan, sie hat noch nicht versucht, sich zu verkaufen. Es war ein verzweifelter Schritt, aber sie hatte keine anderen Möglichkeiten mehr. Sie wurde sofort aus ihren Gedanken gerissen, als der Mann rief. "Das ist Wahnsinn, seine Qualifikationen sind einfach unmöglich... Jetzt verlangt er von mir, dass ich ihm dieses Mal eine reine und unschuldige finde... Selbst wenn sie einen 6-monatigen Vertrag unterschrieben haben, um ihm zu gehören, haben sich diese Frauen immer noch in ihn verliebt, obwohl sie wussten, dass sie nach 6 Monaten aus seinem Leben verschwinden würden... ... Ich werde nie die reine und unschuldige Frau finden, die er sucht, selbst wenn ich ihnen 5 Millionen im Voraus biete." Ohne zu zögern rannte Amy dem Mann hinterher und kletterte so schnell sie konnte die Treppe hinauf. "Entschuldigen Sie, Mister." "Was brauchen Sie, Miss? Ich bin in Eile." "Ich will den Job... den 6-Monats-Vertrag, ich kann ihn machen." "Ich nehme an, Sie haben auch gehört, dass ich eine reine und unschuldige Frau brauche, auch wenn ich nicht weiß, was das bedeutet." "Zählt eine Jungfrau? I-ich bin eine Jungfrau, vielleicht d-das ist, was Ihr Chef will, nicht wahr?" erklärte Amy kühn. Dann endlich stand der Chef, Mr. Welsh, vor ihr... Sie hatte nicht erwartet, dass er so jung ist, vielleicht fast so alt wie sie. Sie hatte sich einen alten Mann vorgestellt oder jemanden, der nicht so gut aussieht wie er. "Du solltest nicht aufhören zu atmen, Engel, das ist gefährlich, du könntest ohnmächtig werden. Wer weiß, was ich mit dir machen werde, wenn du erst einmal bewusstlos bist." Amy keuchte: "Was zum Teufel ist gerade mit mir passiert?", fluchte sie innerlich, während sie immer noch den Mann vor sich anstarrte. Dann lehnte er sich näher an sie heran. "Ich habe gehört, dass du etwas für mich hast. Ich kann es kaum erwarten, dein Geschenk zu erhalten, mein Engel. Ich bin Henry." ******** Das Buchcover ist KI-generiert und von der Autorin bearbeitet, bitte verwenden Sie es nicht ohne Erlaubnis.
Shiroi_Nami · 9.7K Views

Threads of the Soul

A normal day is suddenly turned on its head when a single voice utters those fateful words into the minds of every single soul on the planet. [Assessment Complete. Activating Mutagen, Please Standby….] It was after those words that every single man, woman and child was granted the opportunity to gain fantastical abilities in the name of evolution. Not even the plants or animals were spared by the words of this mysterious voice. Yet not everyone got what they hoped for. Some developed no powers at all, their bodies not yet ready for the process. Others, were simply too frail to handle it. Mutating into horrific creatures, nightmares made real. Seth Quinn, a slightly below average IT worker, developed a unique ability. The Puppeteers Threads. Will he and those he loves survive in this hellish new world? Will his new ability lead him to a life of greatness he always dreamed of? Could he become a Master of Puppets? ----------------------------------------------------- Hello there, this book came after reading many of the others on here. I found that there were many things I wished they explored or genres that had more entries in them. So instead of waiting for them to be made, I decided to do it myself and free my trapped creativity. I hope you enjoy it. This is currently being written in the free time I have beside a job with a tricky schedule. I am trying to keep to a schedule of doing 4 - 5 chapters a week at minimum but will do more if i can. To make up for it I will try making the chapters between 1200 - 1400 words on average, to give you a little more to read, again sometimes even more. I hope one day I will be able to work on this more and deliver more chapters and future novels. Warnings for graphic descriptions of death and injury. There will be bloodshed. You have been warned.
MarzAttackz · 45.6K Views

Dragged Into Another World By The Obsessive Villain

Elara Lysander is an ordinary woman navigating the monotony of adulthood. Her way to unwind from all the stress of bills and work? Reading. And her favorite novel as of late has been The Day of Eternal Light, which has been all the rage lately. When the novel ends in a way she doesn't expect--with her favorite character and the novel's villain, Caspian Isyndor's death at the hands of the king and the female lead--Elara is saddened, to put it lightly. She finds herself haunted by a dream of Caspian, and when she goes to reread the book, she doesn't expect the words to glow. She definitely doesn't expect to open her eyes and find Caspian standing over her. She learns he has summoned her after he became aware he was living in a loop and heard her sympathetic voice among the masses of voices. He believes that with Elara's knowledge of the ending he cannot remember, he can gain what he has always wanted--his brother's head on a pike and the kingdom of Isyndor in his hands where he believes it belongs. Only after she has helped him achieve this will he send her home. As Elara is thrust into this world of magic and intrigue, she discovers Caspian is not the heartless man he presents himself to be. As they tread the uncertain path filled with dark creatures, political intrigue, and the ever-present threat of his brother's wrath, Elara must face the music: will she be able to turn the tide and give him the happy ending he deserves, or is fate a collar that cannot be removed?
SeraphineCrowe · 112.6K Views

Exo Seeker: The Strongest Human Woke Up In The Future!

Kael Draven, the strongest human who fought against the Anthi-Org—a universal threat set on conquering the universe—was betrayed by one of his own when victory was almost within reach. He and his allies were known as the Exo Primevals, the first to wield an Exoskeleton suit known as Aegis Prime—a powerful piece of equipment created by the most advanced species to finally destroy the Anthi-Org and end the war. But with his teammate betrayal, Kael was sealed away in impenetrable ice, his people’s planets fell under enemy control, and the Anthi-Org rose to dominance. The Exo Primevals were forced to retreat, doing what they could to salvage what remained of their worlds. Countless lives were lost. Centuries passed, and Kael’s icy prison eventually shattered. The strongest human—or what used to be—woke up in a future he barely recognized. Learning that the Anthi-Org won, Kael is now driven by revenge. He vows to find the one who betrayed him and finish what he started. The war may be lost, but that doesn’t mean it can’t be reignited. --- Additional Tags: Cold blooded protagonist, Smut, S*x Scenes, Antihero, *sshole Protagonist and more, mainly for flexibility. What to expect: This novel is LitRPG. If you are a fan of Power Rangers/Kamen Rider, Warframe, and other Suit related novel/movies/shows then this is for you. Try to read for at least 20 chapters and see if this novel fits your taste. It's slow at first as the world and structure of the story is forming along the way.
Lncea · 23.6K Views

Endless Proof: Reincarnation Isn't Justice!

Gavin, the peculiar anti-hero of Endless Proof: Reincarnation Isn't Justice!, is a petite, delicate-looking teenage boy whose outward appearance is as unnerving as his personality. With his diminutive frame and androgynous features, he often draws confused glances, an effect only heightened by his striking hair—split evenly between stark white and jet black, as if his very existence is divided between light and shadow. But it’s his eyes that truly unsettle: deep, black voids that seem to swallow light, as though they’re windows to the infinite emptiness of his soul. His unnervingly blank expression often gives way to smirks of dry amusement, the only hint at the chaos he’s about to unleash. Gavin has long since stopped caring about the endless cycle of reincarnation he’s trapped in. With no original life to anchor him and an unending loop of memories from countless worlds, identities, and timelines, he’s grown utterly disillusioned. He doesn’t even bother pretending to be invested anymore. Instead, he’s made a choice: if the universe insists on thrusting him into infinite lives, he’ll make each one a stage for his dark comedy, turning everyone around him into unwitting participants in his whimsical chaos. Despite his frail, ghostlike appearance, Gavin wields immense power, easily bending the rules of each world to suit his humor. He might conjure a fire-breathing dragon, only to make it sneeze bubbles instead of fire. He’s just as likely to replace the fearsome demon king’s minions with a choir of tone-deaf singing slimes or turn the Chosen Hero’s sacred relic into a banana. His deadpan delivery and unflinching apathy only make his antics more jarring—he’ll face world-ending crises with the same energy he uses to decide whether breakfast should include toast. Though Gavin’s jokes are seemingly harmless, they often force other characters to face the absurdity of their own existences. Arrogant knights, stoic kings, and brooding villains are all reduced to bumbling fools in his presence, their grand destinies shredded by his relentless mockery of the narratives they cling to. Yet, underneath his sharp wit and apathetic exterior lies a tragic core—an eternal loneliness born from existing without an origin, a person without a home or purpose. For Gavin, humor is both a weapon and a shield, a way to stave off the crushing weight of eternity. While others see him as an unpredictable force of nature, he sees himself as the punchline to an unfunny cosmic joke. His actions may seem random, but there’s a method to his madness: to remind everyone, including himself, that in a world as absurd as his, laughter is the only thing that makes sense.
Seven_Darkness · 269 Views

The Crown Princess Scandal

Hwayeong’s Hilarious Struggle to Flunk Out of the Crown Princess Selection! Hwayeong’s peaceful life is turned upside down when her younger sister, inspired by rumors about the Crown Prince’s less-than-stellar appearance, submits her name for the Crown Princess selection without her consent. For Hwayeong, who loathes the very idea of stifling palace life, it’s a nightmare come to life. So, she comes up with a cunning plan: To delay her arrival at the imperial palace no matter what! However, her carefully laid plans are thrown into chaos when, out of nowhere, a galloping horse nearly tramples her. Furious at the reckless rider, she takes off after him through the bustling streets, her anger fueling every step. It’s only when she skids to a stop, heart pounding, that she looks up and realizes she’s standing before the towering gates of the very place she swore she would never go. “I won’t let this slide. Just you wait!” Confronting the rider later that evening, Hwayeong demands an apology, but instead of showing remorse, he arrogantly dismisses her complaint. Enraged, she impulsively hurls her shoe at his back in an act of defiance. Days later... Her frustration turns to horror when she learns the man’s true identity—he’s none other than the Crown Prince himself, the very focus of the competition she’s been dragged into. Though initially panicked, Hwayeong refuses to give up. Her new goal? Become such a nuisance to the Crown Prince that he’ll have no choice but to kick her out and send her back home! Unfortunately, the Crown Prince has no intention of playing along with her schemes... “You’ll rot here for six full months—completely, thoroughly, and absolutely!” Now caught in a battle of wills, Hwayeong must decide: Can she outsmart the Crown Prince and escape the confines of the palace, or will her rebellion only tighten the chains around her? #Romance #Comedy #Romanticcomedy #History #Loyalty #Prince #Unrulyheroine Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by JeongHyun All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 정현, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.
JeongHyun · 8.8K Views

To Sleep In The Sea Of Time

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling
man_of_culture3030 · 683.5K Views
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