Razor Hxh

"Kindness won't save you in the depths of a dungeon, when everyone is against you, when your Tamer Rank is weak... What matters in this world is strength, unrivaled, raw unmitigated power that'll make your Opponents bow to you - A power becoming of an Overlord," In a world still scarred by the Apocalypse, where Beasts roam freely and the line between friend and foe is razor-thin, power is everything. Alan, a rookie Beast Tamer with little more than a D-Rank Beast at his side, has just begun his journey at the Academy, eager to prove himself. But when he’s thrown into a high-stakes Dungeon raid, things quickly spiral out of control. His Squad, once unstoppable, falls one by one in the face of a fearsome Boss, leaving Alan alone and on the brink of death. In those final moments, with his body broken and his hopes shattered, something within Alan awakens—a dark, primal power. The Beast Overlord System binds to his very soul, granting him a power unlike any other, a strength that promises to reshape the world around him. .

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****

Damien Rogers' felt his life was shattered the night that his mother was murdered by a demon. His father saved him that night, but the memory never left. Now a detective in Seattle, Damien hunts the supernatural, using the resources of the police department, determined to find answers. The more he uncovers, the closer he gets to the very creatures that tore his life apart. The line between hunter and hunted is razor thin—and the monsters are getting closer.

In the empire of Ashenyr, where power is carved from shadows and iron, survival demands loyalty—and strength. Alhaitam, a young orphan with no memory of his past beyond the cold stone walls of a remote village orphanage, has known only the harsh routines of life near Ashenyr’s brutal borderlands. But when soldiers arrive in his village on a fateful morning, Alhaitam and other children are swept up in a forced recruitment, taken to a secretive training fortress hidden on the empire’s edge. Here, he faces relentless trials designed to break even the strongest. Under the watch of merciless instructors, Alhaitam learns the empire’s ways: obedience, skill, and the iron-willed discipline that has made Ashenyr’s army unmatched. His distinctive violet eyes and quiet determination quickly set him apart, attracting both envy and curiosity. But as he delves deeper into this world of warriors and whispers, Alhaitam discovers clues about his own mysterious origins—secrets that may link him to a power beyond anything he has known. In a place where alliances are as fragile as trust, Alhaitam must navigate the razor-thin line between loyalty and rebellion. He stands at a crossroads: accept the life of iron Ashenyr demands or risk everything to carve out his own path. But with every step toward freedom, he edges closer to a truth that could shatter his world and the empire that binds him.

'Born In Ruins' was a forgettable read. That was the only way Emir could describe the pages of the novel he had found himself reincarnated into. The young man barely knew anything, but the snippets he had recalled only caused him unending sorrow... As what awaited him was only tragedy and an early death. It was a depressing story, one that he had planned to flip on its head—all for his salvation. — In this post-apocalyptic world, monsters fought humans and cyborgs in a battle for survival on a scale greater than ever before. A world where innocence and death were a luxury, where the line between heroes and villains was razor-thin. Within its expanse, 'Ancient Clans,' 'Galactic Federations,' 'Factions', and 'Corporations' presided over colossal 'Ruins' that dwarfed the concept of life itself. Survivors of the 'Third World War' continuously dove into the 'Old World,' 'Hunting' for 'Relics' in any ruin that they could find on Earth, desperate to reclaim 'Lost' technology, to stand a fighting chance against the inevitable. But it appeared that 'Earthkind' had met their match. …However, Emir would never allow that fate to take its course. — Emir unraveled layers of the tale and realized the truth of the world. He acquainted himself with the rules of this game before it fully consumed him. And now... no longer content with mere survival, he sought to dominate over the very fabric of this unforgiving universe. Emir shall rise from the pawn he once was, seeking to unravel the mysteries that hounded him. The boundaries of 'Aether,' his father’s disappearance, the noose hanging above his family’s head, and of course… his starless destiny, a fate he longed to control. This pursuit would earn him the epithet: "Prince Of The Fallen." ---------------------------------------------- *Tags: Reincarnation ;), Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Magical Realism, Academy (Volume 3), Romance, Apocalypse, {Anti-Hero. Villain.} *Expect this novel to start slowly; it begins ramping up at the halfway point of volume 1. *The Magic System is introduced at the end of volume 1, read my review and Auxiliary chapter for more on that. *Warning: The main characters have emotions like proper humans. So don't expect your usual emo kid as the MC and come complaining later.

"I can't be your meal..." Jacquelyn pleaded, trying to reason with the man who was supposedly her husband. His grin widened, curling into a mischievous smile, revealing his razor-sharp fangs. "And why is that?" he asked. Jacquelyn knew she had to use her brain with this one. "I am your wife... you can't eat me," she said, hoping to appeal to whatever humanity was left in him. "Makes it even better," was his cold response. Jacquelyn's legs trembled; she couldn't think of any culture or tradition where it was acceptable for a husband to eat his own wife. "And...." "And?" He prompted, with an encouraging sweet smile. "And I'm wet..." -------- Long, long ago, when Creatures of the Night ruled supreme and stood at the top of the food chain, a princess, Jacquelyn Avignon lived in the isolated part of the palace. Away from humans and even her own family. Cursed, they said. Queen killer, they called her. Bad omen, they crowned her. Until she was sent to be the bride of the Vampire King. A vampire king who enjoys his own peace and twisted sense of humor. Living life as the supreme sovereign, finds a princess who knows nothing about his supremacy at his doorstep, claiming to be his little wife. What happens when a cursed princess, afraid of blood, desperate to be with her family and to be loved back, crashes into the peaceful world of a vampire king? Her first target, turn her husband into a vegetarian. What about when Jacquelyn realizes that the world around her is more than just sunshine and good sleep but that hell is empty and the devils are here... in human form? She has to watch her back! For fans of; Forbidden love, dark fantasy, ancient curses and prophecy, strong willed and resilient female leads, grey men, dark humor, betrayals, marked mates, and star-crossed love, this book is for you. Other works by the same author: 1. Kitanna (Completed) 2. A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble With Prince Charming (Spin-off of Kitanna, Completed) 3. The Hitman's Sunshine (Completed)

From that day on, secret realms descended upon the world. Bizarre creatures cried out for nourishment, and strange rules lay in wait for the fortunate. These individuals were lured by supernatural abilities and treasures, entering the game for wealth and power. Yet soon, they would go mad with the roles they played, consumed by the savagery. But he was different, always relishing the thrill of fear, savoring the joy of despair. In the razor-sharp twists of fate, "Fantastic, thrilling!" he exclaimed. Then he turned around, smiling and even more expectant— Striding towards hell. [Modern mysteries, rule replicas, heartwarming healing, Sbarazzi.]

Three rejections. Three shattered dreams. That was Layla’s reality, all because she was different—a half-shifter in a world obsessed with purity. Ostracized, shunned, and finally sold off like a pawn to the most feared ruler alive—the Lycan King. He was ruthless, a king with a graveyard of brides, each one a ghostly reminder of a fate worse than death. Layla loathed him. Hated the way his gaze cold and fathomless, held no warmth for her. Hated how his touch, both thrilling and terrifying, sent an uninvited chill down her spine. --- “I hate you!” I screamed, hands clenched so tight my knuckles ached. He sighed, a smirk curling at the edge of his lips, his tone mocking as he closed his book with a deliberate snap. “Stressed, are we?” he asked, strolling toward me, each step reminding me exactly who held the power here. “Lucky for you,” he drawled, rolling up his sleeves as he stopped just inches away, “I know exactly 70 ways to ease those nerves.” His fingers brushed my cheek, a touch that seemed to burn into my skin. “The first… a hug.” His voice dropped to a rough whisper as he leaned in, breath hot against my ear. “And the rest... well, that's 69? what do you say about that?" I swallowed hard, my heart thudding wildly as he tilted his head, waiting for me to react, that insufferable smirk still in place. “What’s the matter, darling?” he murmured, a taunt lingering in his gaze. --- A Dangerous Obsession Can she resist the pull, or will she dance into the flames of her own destruction? A dark dive into obsession, raw need, and the razor’s edge between desire and devastation. --- LYCAN KING CASSIAN I will tear her apart piece by piece, feeding the wildfire that grips her with each shuddered breath. Like air to flame, I’ll claim every inch, drawing heat from her skin until it sinks into her bones. Her pulse will race under my hands, her breaths shallow, pleading. Her eyes may scream, but her lips will still murmur my name. That first taste of fear will only feed something deeper—a need that burns through her veins, molten and fierce. And just when she’s too far gone to turn back, I’ll twist the knife, giving her the pain she’s learned to crave. She’ll be the moth to my flame, helpless against the very thing that will consume her.

(Disclaimer: Originally written by AFanWithTooMuchTime. This is for offline purposes) ——— When the Grim Dark comes to a Galaxy Far Far Away, there can only be one result. War! The Clone Wars are nearing their conclusion. The Jedi are spread out across the outer rim sieges, and the fighting is reaching its final levels of intensity, before the strain of the conflict forces one side to buckle. And yet, now, in this most precarious of moments, Palpatine senses...a disturbance in the force. A new arrival which stands to threaten EVERYTHING he has schemed so hard to achieve! Meanwhile in another galaxy, after being forced to evacuate nearly an entire subsector before the Ravenous maw of the Great Devourer, "The Skywatch", "The Crimson Razor", and several other Space Marine Chapters along with hundreds of ships and trillions of humans were forced to make a perilous jump through a thin vein of the Cicatrix Maledictum. But even the thinnest vein of chaos courses with reality corroding poison, and the jump has carried them far far further than they ever intended to go. Stranded in a new, dark galaxy, far from the Emperor's light, these collected and contentious warriors of Mankind must now carve out a place for themselves among alien stars that were at war, even before their arrival.

I was reborn as a minor character, the mother of the main character, and the deposed ruler of the kingdom of Azeroth, Leriana Ashfordt. My husband's younger brother will stage a rebellion against him, and only my young children will be able to escape. The unfortunate Queen Leriana is waiting for a joyless end. According to the plot, my heroine will sacrifice her life during the uprising to save her children. In the future, when her daughter Brisney grows up and reunites with her brother, she will lead a rebellion against the traitor king, and become the new ruler. That's just not like that! To die at twenty-seven is too early for me, and I'm going to change the tragic plot of this novel. I was lucky, and I was reborn ten years before the events of the novel began. At the time when the future King Philip and his brother Razor just fell in love with me at the royal Academy, and their fight for me led to enmity. In order to survive, I decided not to become a queen, and to live a quiet life with my father, the duke. And in order to save myself and the whole kingdom from future tragedy, I had to take extreme measures. — Your Highness, I'm sorry, but I can't be with you. My heart has been busy for a long time. — What...?! — Prince Philip was furious, — Who is this?! Tell me his name, and I'll fight him in a fair fight! You'll see that I'm much better than him! — Your Highness, you see, it's not really a man... — What are you talking about? — I'm afraid that the daughter of the cursed duke stole my heart at first sight.

Tiberius Marlowe has silent power in his step-a storm repressed behind an impenetrable mask of coolness. Every glance was sharp, lethal, a reminder that his empire didn't come as some mistake. And right at his side, in every shadowy alley, were the enemies, with Nikolai Drakos most at the fore, chief rival to him in the cutthroat billionaire world. Nikolai’s relentless ambition and cold, calculated moves drive him ever closer to Tiber’s throne, creating a tension that pulses like an unspoken promise of war. Ivy Cadler is cool, calculated, and sartorially impressive in the high-stakes game of politics, wielding her power and scandals with characteristic poise. She is Tiber's mistress, his sword in a Savile Row suit, working her way through society's upper echelons to solidify his grasp from within. Every stolen glance, every whispered confidence between them, represents a bond forged in ambition, a mutual seduction tempered with danger. Their involvement is not some trivial affair but an alliance of twisted purpose, of power and lust precariously poised on a razor's edge. Yet wrapped inside Tiber's success was an anger so still and quiet, building with every pulse of the heart that was broken called Cassandra Marlowe. Now his bride, jilted, Cassandra's ghostly presence haunted in quiet resentment stitched into the fabric of his life; she was the ghost of his choices, biding her time to strike. Each time he touches Ivy, every scheme he devises to kill Nikolai-Cassandra sees. Her vengeance, planned with a smile masking anger so cold it could shatter them all. But as Tiber navigates his realm, his calculated steps draw him closer to the shadows he cannot control. At the core of his domain, where all friends bear the mien of foes and love is a deadly poison in the veins, one wrong move spells the dénouement of his carefully constructed reign. With Nikolai at his back, Ivy hiding secrets of her own, and Cassandra's silent fury burning ever closer, Tiber's world is a chessboard of betrayal just waiting to unravel. And just when he thought he knew how to play the game well, it may just be that the deadliest enemy of all is the one he never saw coming.

In a world where reality is warped and blood stains the ground, the crash of a mysterious spaceship seventy years ago birthed a generation that knows only terror and despair. Anomalies have twisted the landscape into a living nightmare, where death is ever-present and the air is thick with the stench of decay. The survivors, born into this unforgiving hell, are driven by a desperate need to uncover the dark secrets of their origins. With every step, they delve deeper into a world shrouded in fog, where the line between life and death is razor-thin, and hope is a distant memory

The story follows a youth 'Kevan' from Razor town a place for the rich and strong finding it difficult to live because of his poor family he had, with just a mother playing the father part at that very old age, pitifully taking care of his two children, Ester and Kevan whole heartedly. _______ Due to their unbelievably poor family, studies in Razor town seemed impossible due to lack of enough fees and school requirements but not only that, Kevan who was unbelievably wise for any school to run after him had a very serious problem, seriously taking away all the opportunities of learning in one of the schools in Razor. His life was said to be tragic by not only his fellow students who he had his last year in level one with, but also the teachers who gave out brief comments about his tragic abnormal characters on his report warning any school which will dare to take Kevan in as a student. The total denial of town schools towards Kevan forced his mom to send him to Blava town, a town of mysteries, a town full of schools mythically designed mostly for abnormal students, students who failed to socialise with others. ______ Schools in Blava were welcoming any kind of students and gave out discounts on how wise the student was not to mention their talents! see how his tragic life turns mysterious in his journey within Blava. ______

“Trashy ex wants to talk. He has sent a message inviting me to dinner. Should I go?” His reply in hm irking her. "Ouch…. That hurts!” She licked his bleeding lips, "Can’t help. I’m a lip biter--WOW!” Turning over he pinned her hands to the bed, “And I swear I won’t stop until your legs are shaking and the neighbors know my name forever....... Is this better?” ****** Sitting at the position of Secretary-General at the ministry of women and child affairs, Zhao Suyin was not someone to be messed with. Her razor-sharp tongue laced with sarcasm became her deadliest weapon against the evils. Dr. Wang Shi, a single father, and a renowned surgeon was anything but cold and aloof. His amiable personality combined with his killer looks and enormous wealth made him a dream man. A story of two imperfect people..... one a divorced woman and the other a single father. What will happen when their paths collide? What will happen when Suyin would know the heart beating inside Wang Shi's son belongs to her own son? Will the sparks of affection happen and continue even after knowing the truth? The story where the two falls for each other but the bitter truth separates them..... A journey of fighting against the organ traffickers to bring justice for the dead. A journey of making tough decisions. A journey to make choice between love and revenge. ****** Join me on discord https://discord.gg/RudqR3q The cover is edited by me, but the photo belongs to their respective owners. I have no right over this photo. All credits belong to the owner.

In gaslit Victorian London, consulting detective Evelyn Blackwood's world shatters when an ancient evil stirs. Thrust into a hidden war between realms, she must unravel her family's cryptic legacy. Evelyn races to prevent an otherworldly apocalypse. As London's shadows deepen, she treads the razor's edge between duty and desire, sanity and eldritch truth.

A girl with a pretty normal life, a job that barely pays, a house she can barely keep and a shitty boyfriend that does not know the difference between his girlfriend and his side chicks. She is pretty normal except for her unusual hair. Her hair has been her identity her whole life. It is long, straight and silky and not to mention the color. It is completely white with a fading silver streak. She is an unusual beauty with striking blue eyes. She is a silent girl that only talks when needed but don’t mistake that for weakness, her mouth is as sharp as that of a new razor if she is provoked. She is an orphan and even though she has nothing much, she is pretty much content with her life. Although she won’t mind a better boyfriend and a fat paycheck she is pretty much content with her life. So when a strange occurrence happens that leads her to being chased down by some beings she thought were only available in movies, she finds herself turning them into ice statues in real time. Her whole world is turned upside down from that occurrence as she starts to hear voices in her head and some strange flashes. thinking she could trust her boyfriend because even though he sleeps around, they love each other very much and he will do anything for her. She was betrayed by him and after a nasty breakup she seeks her ex-boyfriend's help in this chaos even though they left each other on a really bad note. Join Silvia and Xavier on their journey of discovery and the beautiful love that was once lost as they figure out what is going on with themselves.

Nadir is a world where humans are the lowest form of life, they are hunted, enslaved, hunted, and torn apart by the towering, godlike Nades. For generations, the Nades have ruled with ruthless tradition, and the humans, weak and disposable, are forced to survive in the shadows. The Tradition is the ultimate bloodsport—a savage ritual where 24 humans and 24 Nades are thrown onto a cursed island to battle each other, the elements, and the monstrous creatures of darkness, born from the darkest nightmares of Nadir’s past. For ten months, the island becomes a graveyard. This year, everything changes. Kai'vier, a human hybrid, has been chosen—the first of his kind to ever be thrust into the Tradition. Raised by a fallen Nade clan and marked by a forbidden bloodline, Kai'vier stands between two worlds that hate him. To the Nades, he is a disgrace, a stain on their purity. To the humans, he’s an outsider with too much Nade in his veins. But for Kai'vier, the Tradition is more than a fight for survival—it’s a battle for revolution. If he can survive deaths razor-sharp claws, the brutal Nade warriors, and the deadly isolation of the island, he could become a symbol of hope for the oppressed, and the spark that ignites a rebellion. His fight is no longer just for survival—it’s for revolution. But in a world where trust is a weapon and betrayal is inevitable, can one hybrid change the fate of his own kind?

whispers of a forgotten memories echo through the land. In a kingdom ruled by a young queen with a fiery spirit and a secret pact with a legendary scarecrow, the whispers of a forgotten memories echo through the land. Feyona, the Witch Queen, is determined to unravel a dark secret that threatens her realm. Meanwhile, Asher, a young boy with a hidden destiny, struggles to understand the dreams that plague him, dreams filled with visions of the dead. As ancient forces stir and forgotten magic reawakens, Asher must discover his true heritage and embrace the power that lies dormant within him. And Feyona must confront the darkness that threatens to consume her kingdom, even if it means facing her deepest fears and the price she is willing to pay for the truth. Will Asher and Feyona be able to unravel the mysteries of the past before the Kingdom of the West crumbles under the weight of ancient curses and forgotten magic? Prepare to be swept away on a thrilling journey filled with magic, betrayal, and the fight for survival in a world where the line between life and death is razor thin

The first memory X had was of panicking with gallons of water rushing down his throat. And then the fear came, his instincts telling him that he was going to die. And then fear became pure unabated terror. Alexander could practically feel the razor thin blade of the Reaper's scythe at the back of his neck. And then came a calm, and with it the darkness. Before he faded, one singular thought pushed itself into his mind. Who am I?

I am reborn as a minor character and the mother of the main character, the deposed ruler Leriana Ashford. My husband's younger brother will stage a rebellion against him, and only my young children will manage to escape. And the unfortunate Queen Leriane faces a bleak end. According to the plot, my heroine will sacrifice her life during the rebellion to save her children. Except she won't! Dying at twenty-seven is too soon for me and I'm going to change the tragic plot of this novella. I was lucky enough to be reborn ten years before the events of the novel began. At a time when the future King Philip and his brother Razor had just fallen in love with me at the Royal Academy, and their fight for me led to a feud. To survive - I decided not to become queen and live a quiet life with my father the Duke. And in order to rid myself of these two, I had to go to extreme measures. I decided to start dating the daughter of the cursed Duke, who is feared and hated by the entire academy.

Warning: Dark Romance! In the heart of Upper Ville lies a cursed werewolf pack, haunted by the Moon goddess herself. Isabella Ferris, a reckless and wolfless omega, yearns for an alpha mate who will bow to her every whim. But fate has other plans when she crosses paths with Razor King, the feared, cruel, and domineering alpha of the Bloody Skull pack, whom everyone bows to. Forced into marriage by a dark bargain, Isabella is thrown into the brutal world of werewolves and Mafia power struggles.

One thing I’d like to write in this travel log is… I’m not from this world. Crazy, right? Imagine yourself in my shoes: You wake up in a forest with nothing to your name and only your memories of what was. Next thing I know, I’m looking around in a forest when I see a three-eyed squirrel looking straight at me. Let me tell you something, you do not want to see that as soon as you wake up, so like any person would I started screaming and running away from the squirrel. That’s not even the end of it, the squirrel grew razor-like teeth and that might have scared me shitless, not that I’d ever admit it, after getting the squirrel off my trail I started to try and find my way to civilization, preferably a human one, since after that freak show of a squirrel chased, I realized that I was in fact either in another world or someone kidnapped me and I found a new species of squirrel. I was hoping for the latter more than the former. After a few hours of searching, I had no luck and even had a grumbling stomach. With no food or water, I’d soon die, which I realized after my very loud stomach decided to have a tantrum. That’s when I heard it. *Drip* *Drip* Water. I went closer to where I heard the sound, and lo and behold, there was a small puddle of water under some rocks I missed. I drank some and tried digging a makeshift well around the puddle. With the thirst problem on the back burner, I could focus on the food problem without worry. I searched around for… I swear I was here before. xxxxxxxxxx:10 He looked around and saw a squirrel with three eyes. He decided to run again for the ‘tenth’ time. ‘Was this the tenth or eleventh?’ -Part of Chapter 1

If you want to go on a journey in a fantasy world then you should definitely read this book. With erotic scenes like GoT, a world like LoTR, fight scenes like HxH this has it all. No cheat skills (they make the story boring) no censoring (what's the point) and an actually good story that you want to read, along with thrilling battles with armies instead of just waiting for the next erotic scene. it starts slowly to make you care for the characters and yes there are more than one, although there is only one MC, but still it only gets interesting when there are more pieces to move on the board. Support me on patreon.com/Arihant

Mina has no idea if "she" is dead or alive. But one thing's for sure - with her new furry identity, no one would know she used to have only two legs. Armed with her razor-sharp wit and newly discovered cat skills, Mina knows her chances of living a comfortable life is higher with a human who can handle her cattitude and put up with her thirst for fame. With her squeaky sidekick Tarou, Mina discovers the world through the eyes of a cat and sets off to change the course of her once pathetic life. At this second shot at life, Mina has one goal -- total world domination or something significant enough to be mentioned in history books. Unfortunately, fate may have other plans in store for her. Warning: This novel is full of misunderstandings between a cat and a mouse. -- "What happened?" he bellowed in a voice that sent chills to the soldier and the servant. Knowing the master's temper, the soldier quickly explained. "This servant kicked the master's cat." The master looked at the servant with a murderous look. "Which foot?" Shaking in fear as the master looked at him with a murderous glance, the servant couldn't say a word. "Which foot?" The master asked again, this time in a louder voice. The servant's knees betrayed him when he heard those words. He immediately went down on his knees. "I'm sorry master, I will not do it again." he pleaded earnestly, his hands grasping each other. "Master, have mercy on me." He eyed man begging at his feet with disdain. He walked past the man and inched closer to the slumped cat on the floor. He picked up the creature with extreme care, patting its head. He took a quick look at the dejected man before looking at the soldier who eyed him nervously. "A toe will do." The servant looked at the cat who appeared so haughty as if it is the master's wife. "Even the most beautiful maidens could not move the master's heart. How could a cat make him act like a husband who is saving his wife?" he muttered under his breath. Lording over its victory over the servant, the cat let out a smile revealing its fangs as if mocking the man.

[Discontinued - But you can still read it if you want to, as it covers the entirety of the first arc with a decent ending] "What?! You want to make ice cream with the breast milk, you sucked out my breasts the other day?!" The Cow Girl with two sets of breasts, asked me in shock, while I was squeezing her chest, to fill up another canister full of fresh breast milk. "No, Luca! There's no way I'm allowing you to cook a sausage, by stuffing it up my secret place! That's too embarrassing!" The Salamander Girl, who's body was made of fire and scales, denied my small request, even though her fiery body was the perfect temperature to cook me up, a good old hotdog. "Okay, fine...I'll let you finger my gills. But do it slowly, since I'm sensitive there." The Shark Girl, who had razor sharp teeth and a long shark tail, agreed to let me have a little fun with her gill slits on her abdomen, that she used to breath when she went underwater. Do you want to know how all these crazy situations came out to be? Then read this damn novel, that transported me into this strange world full of adorable demi-girls, and find out for yourself. [Warning: This is a story made by a Degenerate, to cater towards Degenerates like myself. There will be many intense 18+ scenes, that you never could have imagined to ever exist in any form of media, in this story. So I advice people, who only enjoy the standard erotic scenes you see in every other novel, to ignore this piece of work and move on.] [And also, I highly request you to read the prologue of the story, so that you can understand what you're getting into.]

"You look so much like her. You have her eyes, her hair, her nose, Ah and even that beautiful arc of her eyebrows" The way he had said "her eyebrows " scared me. Much to my horror he pulled out a razor.

In the desolate landscape of a post-apocalyptic world overrun by zombies, a lone survivor emerged, his name whispered in awe and fear alike - Xander. Xander was unlike any other survivor. Through some twist of fate or fortune, he possessed a unique ability: the power to absorb the strength and agility of the undead he vanquished. With each zombie he dispatched, Xander felt a surge of energy, his muscles bulging with newfound strength, his reflexes honed to a razor's edge. It was as if the very essence of the zombies he slew infused him with their abilities. As he roamed the wasteland, Xander became a beacon of hope for those struggling to survive. His legend spread far and wide, drawing both allies and enemies alike. Some hailed him as a savior, while others feared the unstoppable force he had become. But Xander was not content with merely surviving. He sought to uncover the truth behind the apocalypse, to discover the source of the zombie outbreak and put an end to it once and for all. With his unparalleled strength and agility, Xander embarked on a perilous journey, facing hordes of the undead and rival factions vying for control of the shattered world. Along the way, he encountered friends and foes, each one testing his resolve and pushing him ever closer to his ultimate goal. But as Xander delved deeper into the mystery surrounding the apocalypse, he uncovered dark secrets that threatened to consume him. Forces beyond his comprehension lurked in the shadows, manipulating events to their own twisted ends. In the end, Xander stood alone against the true mastermind behind the apocalypse - a malevolent entity hellbent on plunging the world into eternal darkness. With all his strength and agility, Xander faced his greatest challenge yet, risking everything to save humanity from annihilation. In a climactic showdown, Xander emerged victorious, vanquishing the darkness and restoring hope to the world. But even as peace returned, Xander knew that his journey was far from over. With his newfound powers, he would continue to protect the innocent and confront any threats that dared to arise. And so, the legend of Xander, the Survivor's Ascension, lived on, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by chaos.

What if all of the girls from Masou Gakuen HXH were not only evil but were also hung Futas who had fallen in love with Kizuna Hida.

"I promise you Lilian, I won't stop till I kill every single vampire in this existence '' These words came from Amelia, she was at the cemetery at the grave of her little sister. She's a werewolf from the Rodriguez family, unlike all other werewolves, she was special, she was said to be blessed with the moon goddess thus giving her a whole different power level. She was donned in her normal assassin suit, a white shirt, skinny trousers with a red belt, and a red hooded cape accompanying her suit. She looked up at the full silver moon, its rays bestowed on her, her eyes turned white, her fangs elongated out slightly. Then she dashed away. ……… At a party ground, creatures were seen, due to their pale white skin, and unnatural red eyes, one could tell they are vampires, they were having a blood feast, they danced while sipping out the delicious blood from their victims, the atmosphere was not a pleasing one, red smoky aura filled the vicinity. Abruptly they heard a snarling sound, they all turned and behold it was her mysterious Werewolf. "That will be the last celebration you'll ever have, for your time has run out in this world" She voiced out with such boldness and fierceness. Her wood was on, as her long brunette hair, dripped out, extending beneath her breast, her face wasn't a friendly one, looking at her eyes was a terror, her razor sharp claws were out, ready to cause a massacre. "It's you again! attack her!" The head vampire ordered his fellow, they all bolted at her with superhuman speed. Amelia gave a battle stance, then a faint smile appeared on her face, revealing her evil intentions. She leaped up very high, as the glory of the full moon showed behind her, she landed with a slash on a vampire's chest that turned the creature to ashes. …….. Amelia was an average woman, she was born in a family of wealth, as her father Mr Rodriguez owns one of the biggest companies in manila. The moment she was born, a prophecy came, that she's the Divine Werewolf, the one destined to kill the Shaitan Vampire, the one whose soul was imprinted on it the devil's mark. But Amelia'a loving heart turns to lust for vengeance, when a vampire killed her little sister, she was eight years old then, they were playing in the garden, when it happened, ever since she had sworn to hunt down Vampires with her powers. But her life once again experienced light when she fell in love with Aiden, a staff in her dad's Company, finally she had a reason to be happy. But disaster came when she discovered he was a vampire, not just any Vampire, but the Shaitan Vampire, and even Aiden had no idea of who he was, her dad and the entire werewolf clan was totally against her love, Aiden is a good person, but his newly discovered self was a curse. Will Amelia choose her love over her duty or will she have to eliminate him, to fulfill the prophecy. ……. "You have to kill him now Amelia, before he transform into a full flesh Vampire" "But Dad! I love him" "Love has no place at this point, he is the cursed Vampire, the lord of the night, king of darkness, master of hell and god of the deceased had placed his mark on him, he is the Shaitan Vampire……….