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Lin Fan one day is searching for games to play when he comes across an interesting title. However, when he goes to play, he finds himself transported into the game world, as the Sect Master of the Moon Embracing Sect. The once-mighty Moon Embracing Sect had long since fallen into obscurity, but Lin Fan has devised a plan to survive: the game mentioned an increase in power and talent with each disciple accepted, with the rewards dependent on the talent of the disciple. And what better disciples to accept than those with a protagonist template and the children of destiny? Thus, he established a unorthodox admission policy: - Those with missing parents and annulled engagements, automatic admission. - Those who talked to rings, old men in paintings, or mysterious artifacts, automatic admission. - Those who had survived more than three near-death encounters, automatic admission. - Those whose enemies enjoyed sneering arrogantly before getting crushed, automatic admission. - And, of course, those who carried the aura of a protagonist, automatic admission. The strategy seemed foolproof—until the Fifth Elder excitedly brought news of a candidate who checked every box. Lin Fan was thrilled… until he heard the name: Tang. Danger alarms rang in his mind. This wasn’t a disciple; this was a walking catastrophe! Without hesitation, Lin Fan rewrote destiny itself, erased the sect’s involvement, and carefully redirected this disaster-child toward their greatest rival instead. As he barricaded himself in closed-door seclusion, one thought haunted him: Had he just saved his sect… or doomed the entire world? A cultivation comedy where tropes are shattered, clichés are exploited, and a sect leader does everything in his power to outmaneuver fate itself! ================= Translated but with some things removed or added to make it more readable and logical. Where I found it and My Source: https://popularnovels.org/novel/97 Release Schedule: Mon-Fri at 12:00 AM EST.

It's a non-plotted one-shot, smut book, with Dominates Female and Submissive Male characters. The chapters are different from each others. Basically it's a smut book without any storyline. I hope you enjoy enough to support my Patreon one day! --Love, author!

Alexander Blackwell has always been a man of taste, charm, and relentless ambition—traits he inherited alongside the world’s largest fortune. When his legendary father, a trillionaire who built an empire from nothing, passes away, Alexander wakes up to a reality most could only dream of: unlimited power, endless wealth, and a blank canvas to shape his legacy. But Alexander isn’t content with simply inheriting the Blackwell name; he’s determined to redefine it. From purchasing private islands to creating monuments of vanity, hosting the most exclusive events, and launching ventures that blur the line between brilliance and indulgence, he sets out to make himself unforgettable. To Alexander, ambition and excess go hand in hand. After all, what’s the point of having everything if you’re not building something bigger? What’s the point of having it all if you aren’t living like it? Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All trademarks, brand names, and other proprietary rights mentioned or depicted are the property of their respective owners and are used for illustrative purposes only. This work is not affiliated with or endorsed by any brand, company, or individual mentioned. All rights reserved to their respective owners .

"My fiancé is a high school student?" Sohee, an Omega drowning in debt, has two choices: marry a younger chaebol Alpha, or sell himself to an older yet violent loan shark Alpha. Ah, there's a third option, too. "Should I just off myself or something?" *** #omegaverse #dominantalpha #powerbottom #collegeromance #healing

A month into the marriage, Yan Zao was labeled a mistress and faced online attacks and verbal abuse in reality, she calmly walked up to Lan Mu, "Whether you love me or not doesn't matter, what matters is that I care about my reputation. You have a confidante, then I'll find myself ten dark knights." The next day, all the news about Lan Mu having another love disappeared. Two months after the wedding, when her in-laws pushed for a divorce, Yan Zao pulled out the prenuptial agreement in front of Lan Mu, "I'm fine with divorce, but I won't give back a single cent of the money." Lan Mu, "Then we can't get a divorce." Several months after the wedding, when the agreement expired, Yan Zao packed up to leave and was blocked by the man at the door, "I've been receiving your love letters since the ninth grade, how come I haven't gotten one up till now?" #The happiest thing in life is to find out the person you have a crush on has also been silently watching over you#

A young man finally managed to become an immortal, a powerful cultivator able to lord over millions of souls. He took advantage of his tremendous luck and fortune to become the youngest immortal in history. He now wants to create his own sect and enjoy life, one filled with female disciples! © 2020 Kirbyisgreen, All Rights Reserved. Join my discord for updates and to discuss the novel: https://discord.gg/dY5UApw Support the novel on patreon and get early access to chapters: https://www.patreon.com/kigreenwriting

Literally just a bunch of old journal entries of mine. Cringe along with me as I relive these days. It's been at least 15 years...some of these are as old as 20! How bad could it be? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

A former dungeon boss, once feared across the land, seeks a peaceful life after centuries of managing minions, traps, and treasure. Now living in a remote town disguised as an ordinary human, he dedicates himself to raising his adopted human daughter, Lila. However, her adventurous spirit and determination to become a hero keep pulling him back into the dangerous world he left behind. To protect her, he secretly uses his dungeon-master skills to manipulate their quests and ensure her safety, all while trying to keep his true identity hidden.

A society that was once known changed after a strange virus hits the epicenter of the world, everyday life changed. The life that was once flourishing was now being wiped out and when the virus hits New York, things start to take a turn for the worse. Half of the population is wiped out, but among the deaths, the dead start rising. Far from home, our heroine must escape the largest place to be overrun, and with nowhere to call home, she must find a way to survive. Can also be found on Inkitt.com

Just more old journal entries of mine, but this time things are a bit more...weighty? Complicated? These journals were written 12 years after those of Volume 1! Let us cringe a little more. Maybe a little less? Looking back now, I wasn't that naive...was I? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

--- In the charming yet enigmatic town of Cedarvale, twins Daniel and Dina stumble upon an ancient journal in the attic of an abandoned house. But this is no ordinary book—it writes back, weaving cryptic messages that reveal the town’s darkest secrets and their own unsettling connection to the journal’s mysterious power. As the twins unravel the truth, they discover their ancestor, a vanished figure trapped in a teenager’s body, who warns them of the journal’s uncontrollable magic and the dangerous powers they unknowingly possess. But they aren’t the only ones drawn to its secrets. A shadowy antagonist lurks, seeking to exploit the journal—and the twins—to unleash chaos on Cedarvale. With their bond tested and time running out, Daniel and Dina must confront the journal’s eerie messages and the truth about their heritage. Can they stop the danger looming over their town before it’s too late, or will the cursed chronicles of Cedarvale consume them all? ---

[WSA 2025] Hm, so our galaxy might be destroyed at any point even before you read this so I will go straight to the point. So, there's that powerful ghost named Ajax that is apparently the crystalization of a whole alien civilization called the Cleanists and who worshipped Mr. Clean. No, if you didn't get it, don't reread it. It is pointless. V and C protocols won't work and our only hope is that S protocols will. God helps us if it doesn't. Huh, anyway. You just have to make the target believe it is what we explained earlier. Become a Cleanist if needed, there's no right way truly. You have got an unlimited amount of funding and time to help you. Good luck. P.S: No. No, I don't believe you will be able handle. That's a f*cking rank 19 mate! F*cking 19!!! And it can **** us all without— Er, you what? Nevermind. I will take a long, long vacation. Think we all need that here. Uh, anyway... Don't know if I said already but... good luck. — Nicolina, Asuka Research Dept.

I’ve finally started my very first game, and everything is going great... or at least, I thought it was. As I continued with my development, I’ve started to notice strange things happening—things I can’t quite explain. I’m not sure if it’s a bug or something... more. What started off as a simple passion project is quickly becoming something I never expected, and I can't shake off this feeling that I might not be the one controlling the game anymore. I’ll be documenting every step of my journey in this logbook. If you'd like to join me, feel free to do so.

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We all know the story. Demon King vs Hero, yada yada. But what if the demon king decides he's bored and wants to be a human? Well, not just any! The man who has sworn to kill him, the hero. Sorry, not the hero. The hero's companion! Now that'll be fun!

Have any of you ever confessed your feelings to your crush only to get turned down? Well, that's happened to me not once, not twice but three times. In middle school, I confessed to the first boy I ever loved and was horribly rejected. In my freshman year, the same happened and in my final year, the same thing occurred. Is this some sort of curse? Am I being punished for the wrongs I did in my past life? If so then I apologize to whatever higher being is listening! Did I fail to mention that all three of the very same guys I loved and adored are my new stepbrothers?! Yeah, didn't see that coming did you? Well......neither did I.

The title pretty much says it all. This is the journal of Jane Brown. Each journal entry may be very short or very long. Entries may be close together or far apart. It depends on when and if Jane decides to or remembers to update her journal. If ever. Just like most of the non-diary or journal writer keepers out there - or uninspired authors. Yep. Warning: VERY SLOOOW updates. This is a story written on a whim. Let's see how long the inspiration will last for. This style of writing is somewhat experimental. Disclaimer: This is a work of FICTION and is not based on any one person. Any portrayal of real people or real events (excluding some major world events) is entirely accidental and coincidental. It is in not in any way, shape of form meant to be a commentary on anyone or anything, even less on current issues in society. This is literally meant to be boring (hence the ordinary title) without being too boring. It is just about the average slow paced life and interests of an average person. (Not meant for and not interested in contracting.)

Suffered, died, back again. Xavi's back from the dead with his 56 years memory intact, he has to find way to by-pass set in stone tribulations and avoid a deadly massacre that once happened, helped with vanishing artifact he's back in his 8 years old self, he has enough time to change his fate but there's a problem …………. his older soul didn’t completely inhabit the body ………his younger self …a naive bastard and him were stacked together in one body. A life of vengeance………. that wouldn’t be the word because it hadn’t happened yet. With his younger self-consciousness in the body his plans are all to a halt…he had an urgent thing to do first which was to kill himself…. his younger self.

Trapped as a goblin in a brutal fantasy world, Luke must use his wits, a strange system, and a tribe of misfit goblins to survive. But with humans hunting them and beasts lurking, can he build a future—or will he become just another monster’s meal?

Today might be Rosy and glitters but what about tomorrow

{WSA ENTRY 2025} "Really? So now I’m the demon? What a joke." A being stood in the void, radiating an aura so fierce it distorted reality itself. His malevolent form glittered in the abyss of nothingness, exuding an overwhelming presence. Space around him lay in ruins, torn apart by war. Wreckage of colossal battleships drifted aimlessly, while the massive corpses of fallen creatures floated in the endless expanse. His right eye, shimmering with a deep blue hue, seemed to embody time itself—wherever it gazed, time would freeze, accelerate, slow down, or even reverse. Its wavy aura pulsed with an eerie, undeniable power. His left eye, a swirling brown vortex, held the essence of space itself. It collapsed in on itself, revealing countless layers of existence, stretching far beyond the realm of the Zerothverse and into the unknown. He stood alone amidst trillions upon trillions of lifeless bodies—dragons, phoenixes, celestials, immortals, and beings of all races lay motionless, devoid of life. He was the only absolute existence in this vast expanse of emptiness. "You can still be good," they said. "There’s hope," they claimed… Hah! I thought only humanity was greedy, but you’re all the same. No matter your race, no matter your soul, your consciousness is tainted with the same selfish desires. His voice grew darker, colder, sending an unsettling chill through the void. "Maybe I had a choice once… but my only choice was death—a slow, agonizing death. And I… refuse to allow it." A wicked grin spread across his face as his aura surged violently. "I've always wanted to be the demon. A creature of chaos, born to thrive in war, to kill in agony. I am the perfect embodiment of destruction… I am the Demon. The annihilator of all things called ‘existence’!" His laughter echoed through the void as his aura erupted, consuming everything in its wake. The dead disintegrated into dust, stars exploded into nothingness, galaxies collapsed, universes crumbled, and entire multiverses vanished into the abyss. Even the vast emptiness of the Omniverse trembled before his will. And so, he stood alone—unchallenged, unshackled, and unrepentant.

O mundo já era. então você vai pra outro mundo! parabéns por ser um izekai? quer ser herói? Ótimo! ... Será mesmo? Quem seria tão idiota assim pra isso! Céus não sou herói nem quero ser! O que quero... É!!! ___________ Bem leia se quiser descobrir mas duvido que vai gastar seu tempo lendo então... Faça o que quiser. temas: invocação, reincarnação, jogos, fãn "fictional", temas adultos e sem intercurso direto ( atos de reprodução) só comentários indiretos e palavrões.

Shen Yan a insisté pour épouser ce Fu Hang, au risque d'être abandonnée par sa famille et ses proches. Elle pensait qu'après trois ans, elle parviendrait à faire fondre la glace dans son cœur. Cependant, lorsque cet homme l'a enchaînée et forcée à s'agenouiller devant sa famille pour avouer des erreurs qu'elle n'avait jamais commises, Shen Yan a réalisé que le cœur de cet homme était fait de glace. Lorsqu'elle est tombée à l'eau en même temps que sa belle-sœur aînée, Chloe Lindsey, Fu Hang a plongé au premier instant et a sauvé Chloe Lindsey. Il a emmené Lin Xing à l'hôpital tandis que Shen Yan, qui ne savait pas nager, pouvait seulement attendre que le garde vienne la sauver. L'enfant dans le ventre de Chloe Lindsey n'a pas survécu à l'épreuve et elle a fait une fausse couche. Fu Hang a amené Shen Yan auprès de sa famille sans aucune explication et lui a demandé de s'agenouiller et d'admettre son erreur. Ses yeux sous ses sourcils aiguisés étaient impitoyablement perçants, comme s'il avait planté un couteau dans le cœur de Shen Yan. « Après que Grand Frère soit parti, il n'a laissé qu'un enfant derrière lui. Tu n'aurais pas dû tuer cet enfant ! » « Je ne l'ai pas fait. C'est elle qui a sauté ! » « Qu'attends-tu ? Agenouille-toi et avoue ton erreur ! » Trois ans après son mariage, Shen Yan était convaincue que même un chien avait plus de valeur qu'elle dans la famille Fu, sans parler de Chloe Lindsey que Fu Hang aimait vraiment. Juste avant que l'un de ses genoux ne touche le sol, Fu Hang pensait encore que Shen Yan allait admettre son erreur. Peu s'attendait-il à ce que Shen Yan se redresse lentement et dise : « Fu Hang, divorçons. Je vais juste prétendre que j'ai donné ces trois dernières années aux chiens. Personne ne mérite que je gaspille ma jeunesse après ça ! » Ainsi, Shen Yan a décidé de rentrer chez elle et d'accepter son héritage qui valait des centaines de milliards. Une vie glorieuse l'attendait !

This story is simply immortal knowledge, and lessons are told in story form. He will recite past experiences and lessons he’s learned in his life. Hoping the readers will learn something.

The world ended. As Alan died, with everything around him flooding and going to ruin, he heard a voice: Imminent death of skill holder detected. Conditions met. Activating Unique Skill: Regression. Thus began his tale of infinite regression.