Dumb Prefect

"Power tends to corrupt, and absolute power corrupts absolutely…" Man, these words are simple yet very true. The one who said these words must have really been… "corrupted," hehe. Does power corrupt? Maybe. But why? Is it power's very nature to corrupt? If that's true, does that mean everyone who has power is… corrupted? And if they are, then how much? Partially, slightly, or fully? Who, then, is the most corrupt? Is it the police, who have the power of law over the people who break it? Or is it the military, with the power of weapons? Or is it the politicians, controlling the police, the military, and the infamous red buttons? Or perhaps it's the people who fund those politicians—those who control everything from the shadows. To know who is the most corrupt, we need to figure out who is the most powerful. If I asked a random person, "Who's the most powerful being?" they'd probably answer with one word: God. Well, it makes sense. I mean, God Himself says in His holy scriptures that He is the source of all power. The most powerful being there was, is, and will ever be. If He is the source of all power... And if power's very nature is to corrupt... Then does that mean "God," the source of all power, is also the source of all corruption?! I rubbed the back of my neck, my lips twitching into a nervous smile. Probably not, but then again… Angels, the second most powerful beings, worship God and cannot disobey Him. At least in Islam, they can't. Christianity? Well, that's a whole different ballgame. So I don't know—maybe. But what about the people who believe in God? There are plenty of radicals out there. I mean, I've seen enough news stories about people blowing themselves up in the name of God. Killing others in His name. Some even believe they're chosen by God, so they kill for Him. Are they believers in God? Corrupted by the Devil? Or enlightened beings who see something my dumb self doesn't? I squinted, tapping my fingers rhythmically against my thigh. Man, I don't know about Hell, but after all these blasphemous thoughts, I don't think God's letting me into Heaven either. Now, everyone's probably wondering, Why are you talking about these blasphemous things? Well, it's my grandma's fault. "What did she do?" Nothing! It's not what she did—it's what she said. When I was little, my grandma used to say, "If you have nothing to do, think about God." So, technically, it's her fault. Title: The Duke's Youngest Son Is Unbearable Asher, the youngest son of an esteemed archduke, is infamous for his arrogance, sharp tongue, and reckless demeanor. To the outside world, he’s the epitome of a spoiled noble, but beneath the façade lies a storm of confusion and turmoil. Memories of a past life on Earth haunt him, colliding with his current existence, and leaving him questioning the very fabric of reality. A dungeon raid at Aetherion Academy turns into a life-altering event when a rivalry with the commoner prodigy, Elvin, spirals out of control. Left for dead, Asher experiences his first "awakening," a mysterious phenomenon that not only heals his shattered ether core but also grants him the power to manipulate space and time. His revival raises more questions than answers—why was he brought back, and what does this awakening truly mean? Asher’s newfound abilities catapult him into a world of intrigue, where nobles play dangerous games, ancient secrets resurface, and shadowy powers stir in the background. His abrasive personality and sharp wit make him enemies at every turn, but it also hides the growing weight of responsibility and guilt he carries. With each stage of his awakening, Asher’s abilities grow stronger, moving from controlling objects and altering the physical world to rewriting the very concept of time itself. But with great power comes consequences, and the line between saving the world and destroying it becomes increasingly blurred. join Asher in this journey.

In a fascinating world of Archia, people are born with mana/magic and they can use their mana after they make a pact with a spirit in the forest of life. Each person can have one of the five types of spirits, fire, earth, water, air and space. Our FL Cassandra Von Bonbourte is the first princess of Galendale kingdom and one and only in the whole kingdom who didn't receive any spirit, she was called bad luck, cursed ones who brings disasters to the people around her. She was sent away in an abandoned palace where she spent her child to young adult life until she was called back to marry the crown prince of Asterlayham empire, biggest and the most powerful empire who is rumoured to be super ugly and fat. 1. What her life would be in a foreign land where everything is unknown ? 2. Will her husband really is as ugly and fat as rumoured described ? 3. What secrets she will unlock about herself that are hidden deep in ? 4. And who are those people that are after her life ? [ stay with me to find out ] THINGS THAT MIGHT INTEREST YOU ABOUT THIS BOOK 1. FANTASY WORLD : first of all, this story is based in a where everyone can use magic, has cute fairy like spirits, monsters, demons etc. 2. COOL, STRONG FL : as the FL was fend off to live on her own when she was young, she became independent and strong. She is determined type and knows how to do things right.( well, most of the time) 3. FLUFFY, SILLY ROMANCE : well! both main characters are dumb when it comes to love. One is a cry baby and other one is his nanny, one is shy and easily gets embarrass type and another is straightforward and sharp, one is a over thinker and another is also an over thinker. 4. Truck- load of DRAMAS : all the drama lovers, this could be your book as it is filled with them. 5. GOOD AMOUNT OF ROMCOM : you like misunderstandings, confusion and funny scenarios in stories, you should give it a shot. #. I will be uploading every two days.

Rule number one: "As a scholarship student, you should steer clear of the rich kids." Olive raised an eyebrow. "Why? Because of bullying?" she asked, playing dumb, though her mind flashed back to the scene she had witnessed earlier. "Exactly! You should avoid the school heir especially. Bullying's like a sport around here for guys like him. If you offend the wrong person, it won't end well. Trust me, if you want a peaceful year, just stay out of their way." _______ In a world where social hierarchy and family legacy reign supreme, Olivia Williams, a brilliant and determined student, disguises herself as a boy to attend the prestigious Belmont High School. She's won a coveted mathematics scholarship, but her triumph comes with a price: keeping her true identity hidden amidst the treacherous landscape of boarding school life. Enter George Lucas, the charismatic and arrogant heir to Belmont's legacy, who finds himself inexplicably drawn to "Olivia," the mysterious new student. As they engage in a fiery hate-to-love relationship, Olivia must navigate the complexities of her own feelings, the danger of discovery, and the class differences that threaten to tear them apart. As they delve deeper into their whirlwind romance, Olivia and George must confront the dark secrets of their own identities, the weight of family expectations, and the transformative power of love. But with great passion comes great risk: their relationship could upend George's family's reputation and legacy, forcing them to choose between love and loyalty. __________ Warning: Contains 18+ scenes at volume 2. And trust me, this isn't your regular type of highschool romance. Read it and you're sure going to love it.

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"

[Warning: Mature content, R-18, Sexually explicit content.] LISTEN UP, YOU THIRSTY DEGENERATES! YOU THINK YOU CAN HANDLE THIS SH*T? Forget all that watered-down, fairy-tale bullsht you’ve been spoon-fed. You still here? Well, guess what—you’re about to step into a world where the only rule is to fck sht up and survive. You got demons crawling out of hell and humans so degenerates, they’d trade their own mother for a shot at power. This ain’t no noble quest, it’s a f*cking bloodbath—and you better be ready to get drenched in it. Here’s what you’re about to dive into: • Demons so fine seductive they’ll make you forget what’s right or wrong—who cares when evil looks this damn sexy? • Humans? Hah! They’re more fcked up than the demons! You think they’re the good guys? Guess again, dipsh*t. They’re here to carve out their own slice of hell, and they don’t care whose throat they gotta slit to do it. • Battles so savage, you’ll be choking on blood—if you’re lucky. If you ain’t? You’ll be crawling through the mud, beggin’ for someone to finish you off. Spoiler: They won’t. • Lust? This ain’t romance, you dumb fck. This is raw, filthy, boner-breaking need. Warriors in the heat of battle, ready to fck or kill, sometimes both. And trust me, they don’t care if you watch. "Holy sh*t, I don’t know who’s worse—the demons or the humans!" — Some pervert who thought he was ready for this trash fire. THINK THAT’S IT? HELL NO, YOU DIRTY BASTARD! • Twists so fcking brutal they’ll rip your soul out and use it for target practice. • Choices so fcked up you’ll wish you never had to make ‘em—but guess what? Nobody cares what you wish for, bitch. • A world so black, so hopeless, even the demons are lookin’ for an exit—and there ain’t one, motherf*cker. FINAL WARNING: This ain’t a story for the weak, the clean, or the sane. We got gut-wrenching violence, straight-up vulgar dirty f*cking, and choices that’ll make you puke. If you ain’t down to get your soul violated, turn around and get the f*ck out. This is the point of no return. #DemonsWantBloodAndAss #WuxiaWithZeroF*cks #MoralityIsForTheDead #ThisIsYourNewHell Disclaimer: This story will ruin you. Side effects include sleepless nights, uncontrolled boners, and the overwhelming urge to f*ck, fight, and die all at once. Proceed if you got the balls for it—or not. Cover Art AI Generated.

A siren is chased out of her waters when her lake is drained. She starts a new life someplace new, but starting over isn't as easy as she thought it'd be, even with magic. With a new body and a new house, Kara is thrown into a small town with a community she could never have prepared herself for and a romance that shakes her to her core. Living on the site of great tragedy, a mystery makes itself known and the magic of the water beckons her to solve it.

So, uh… I think my family heirloom might be haunted? I just turned 18, and my dad finally gave me this old locket that's been passed down in my family. It just has some weird engraving about making people leave after a year (which, yeah, tracks, ‘cause our maids never stay long). I thought it was just some dumb tradition. Then this morning, I was messing with it in my bed to take a morning nap, and suddenly, it disappeared. Next thing I know, some woman’s voice comes out of nowhere, and she’s holding it like she just plucked it off my neck. I freaked out, told her to leave, and she just laughed and disappeared. This noon, I thought it was just a weird dream… until I accidentally slapped my new mentor in the face. Like, my hand moved on its own. And guess what? That same voice was laughing her ass off right next to me. So… yeah. What do I do? Is this a ghost? A curse? Do I just ignore it and hope it goes away? Because honestly, I just wanna eat sugarcane and not deal with this. TL;DR: Got a creepy family locket, heard a mystery woman’s voice, it vanished, she gave it back like a freakin’ magic trick, and now she might be controlling my body. Help?

A heroic tale. A knight in shining armor. A mage who can obliterate the world with just a flick of a finger. A mysterious rogue that moves like a shadow. A goddess so stunning and wise, shining upon the world and giving humanity a flicker of hope in the darkest times. Yeah, you’re not getting that here. Instead, let me introduce you to my squad—ahem, I mean, the Hero's Backup Squad! The unsung, overworked, questionably competent crew that works behind the scenes to make sure the real "heroes" don’t trip over their own destiny and die before they actually save the world. Hah! Do you really think heroes always win? That they magically save the world, have crazy strong powers, never die before the final battle, and somehow pull off the impossible every time? Yeah. That’s because the gods upstairs hire others to make sure things don’t go off track. That’s what we do. The invisible fixers, the divine crisis management team, the ones patching up the hero’s dumb mistakes before it happen while they get all the glory. Not that I’m bitter about it. (Okay, maybe a little.) I’m supposed to give a proper introduction here, but honestly? I don’t, I—ugh. You know what? Just read it. You’ll see. Sincerely, Goddess Yuna Keeper of the Subdivision of Heroic Affairs (And Unpaid Babysitter of Questionable Recruits)

"Oh Lord Lunareio, you are the only one who can save our world." ... My name is Rikuya Takatsuki, and I didn’t ask to be summoned to some fantasy world with my classmates. But there I was, expected to be a hero and protect the Kingdom from Realm Eaters, dimensional monsters chewing through reality. Apparently, all the races summoned forth heroes of legend, which was sort of a shocker to me since it wasn’t the cliché "slay the demon king" trope. Sounds cool, right? Wrong. While everyone else got flashy powers and legendary classes, I was slapped with the FFF Auto Hero class—no skills, no perks, and no respect. The kingdom handed me some pocket change and politely told me to scram. Fine by me. I was all set on enjoying the easy life in this new world anyways, when out of nowhere a bunch of cultists kidnapped me, claiming I’m their prophesied god or whatever. They gave me a mansion, unlimited snacks, and zero responsibilities, so of course, I played along. But then my so-called useless class kicked in. Turns out Auto Hero means my body hijacks itself whenever there’s danger, turning me into some kind of unstoppable killing machine. Efficient? Sure. Ethical? Not so much. Now everyone thinks I’m this terrifying cult leader who takes down monsters, corrupt kings, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. While my classmates enjoy their shiny hero lives, I’m here in the shadows, leading a cult, toppling kingdoms, and pretending I have some grand plan. The truth? I’m just winging it. I mean... what’s the worst that could happen?

Synopsis: Edmund Ravencroft was fated to be history’s most infamous villain, a prodigy turned tyrant whose ambition led to ruin. But when a man from another world is reincarnated into his body, he refuses to follow the same tragic path. Armed with knowledge of the future and the desire to escape his cruel destiny, he must navigate the treacherous world of nobility, magic, and war. Can he defy fate and forge a new legend, or will history force him back into the role of the villain? Main Character: Edmund Ravencroft Appearance: Born into nobility, Edmund has striking features—raven-black hair, piercing crimson eyes, and a refined yet imposing presence. He carries an air of intelligence and danger, but now with a softer, more calculating gaze. Personality: Once fated to be ruthless and power-hungry, the reincarnated Edmund is introspective, cunning, and determined to change his fate. He possesses the memories and wisdom of his past life, making him more strategic and self-aware than his former self. He struggles between maintaining appearances as a noble heir and subtly altering his future. Skills & Abilities: A natural talent for swordsmanship and magic, honed through brutal training. While his past self relied on raw power and aggression, the new Edmund focuses on precision, intelligence, and long-term strategy. No tags: system, harem, dumb mc. A/N: This my first original work I wrote a fanfic before so I have some experiences

The story of a jerk, insecure, unsociable, fuck-ass, and above all, down-in-the-mouth teenager, who one day dies and is reincarnated in someone the complete opposite of his pessimistic personality and physical appearance. To top it off, his new existence is that of a Dating Game protagonist. But, this simulation is not at all like a game of choices anymore, is it? It looks very realistic, and... it feels very plausible. “Huh? Well, how did that happen? What happened to the kid? And what the hell is up with that description in your novel?” Someone shouts fervently into my ears. Nevertheless, I play dumb. If you want to know, make the decision to take the time to read it, or not. I don't know! [Note: This is a translation and rewrite of my own novel on Wattpad. All rights to this story belong to ME!] [Other Note: Unfortunately, the cover is an AI image; however, I'm practicing my drawing skills to replace it one day, but in traditional since I'm broke as hell]

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

I had always felt that trust was the bedrock of any partnership, especially a business one. My associate and I had what I thought was a non-shakeable alliance. We would strategize; we would go to conferences about crypto and toast our wins with a glass of liquor. He was the only person I had trusted with my financial insight. Unfortunately, he was also the last person I should have trusted. WhatsApp info:+12723 328 343 I woke up one morning to the stuff of nightmares: I had absolutely no access to my Bitcoin wallet, holding $290,000. My password didn't work, my backup keys were useless, and my hardware wallet? Completely wiped. Panic set in as I tried to work out what was going on. Then, a chilling realization hit me. Only a week before, my ever-so-helpful colleague had made an offer to "optimize" my wallet security. I thought at that time, Wow, what a great guy. Well, it turns out he was great-at deception. Website info: https://adwarerecoveryspecialist. com The real gut punch? He had the audacity to sit across from me at work the next day, sipping coffee like nothing had happened. I confronted him, expecting some elaborate excuse, but he played dumb-so dumb it was insulting. That's when I knew what I needed were professionals, not empty denials. After hours of frantic research, I came across ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST. Their reputation in high-stakes crypto theft gave me hope. From the first conversation, they took my case seriously, breaking down the recovery process in a way that finally made sense. Their forensic team got to work tracking the stolen funds across multiple wallets. Telegram info: https://t.me/adwarerecoveryspecialist1 A few tense days later, I got the call: my money was back. Every single dollar. It turned out that my trusted colleague had tried to launder the funds through multiple transactions, but ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST untangled his mess with ease. The feeling of relief was overwhelming; I had prepared myself for the worst, yet I walked away victorious. My colleague probably had a pretty good inkling, because he quit before I could file any report. Typical. Some people just love to disappear rather than confront the music. Email info: Adwarerecoveryspecialist (@) auctioneer.net I emerged from that fiasco with my money still in one piece, and more painfully but preciously, with the lesson not to confuse control for kindness: you earn trust; you don't give it away freely-especially where money intervenes.

In a twist of fate, Soobin finds himself reincarnated in a futuristic world, exactly like the one from the novel he had been reading. His face and name remain the same, but his identity is entirely new—new parents, new friends, and a new reality governed by a mysterious force called spirit energy. In this vibrant world, children are born with energy cores, allowing them to form contracts with spirits that range from mythical creatures to ordinary animals, granting them the ability to harness incredible powers and perform flashy skills. Initially overwhelmed but intrigued by the potential of this new life, Soobin's excitement quickly wanes when he discovers a shocking truth: he was born without an energy core. With his parents both possessing cores, he is left grappling with the fear of being an outsider in a society that prizes power and strength. How can he survive in this new world? How can he ever hope to join the prestigious Arcane Spirit Academy when he lacks the very essence needed to succeed? As Soobin navigates friendships, family dynamics, and the challenges of being coreless, he must find a way to carve his own path in a world that seems determined to keep him on the sidelines. Will he discover his own unique strength, or will he be forever overshadowed by those around him? what to expect from mc; 1) polite mc, not a smartass 2) relatable mc, not extreme smart, but not dumb or clueless too. cannot be manipulated 3) doesnt shy off from showing off his powers, it might look a bit immature, but thats normal 4) good hearted mc other stuff: 1) no harem 2) 2 releases per week 3) female characters will have a personality and will not fall for mc from fight sight 4) a bit slow paced

Hi, Please this book would be republished under the same title and cover. Thank You. ********* Darragh Gallagher, the first son of the president, has heard a number of hush-hush rumours about his wife, so he disguised himself as a substitute bodyguard to see what he could find out, only for the dumb younger sister to lay a false claim on him as the one responsible for her pregnancy, making him lose his job on the first day. But what happens when both he and his mother could hear the girl's thoughts and both of them end up doing everything that she wanted? What happens then when they find out the truth about the real father of her babies through her thoughts? What are they going to do then? Just what are the odds? *************************** Kenia's mother-in-law threatened to bring another wife for her son because she has been unable to give her a grandchild. After several trying but still failing to conceive for her husband of three years, Kenia tricked her teenage sister into becoming a surrogate mother for her husband in secret. But after she too became pregnant weeks later, she decided to get rid of her sister and the bastard in her womb altogether. * 1524 In an attempt to help her sister, Catriona Byrne became the catalyst that sent her to an early death.  At the gallows for her own dismemberment after avenging her, Catriona smiled as she happily awaited the swift death.  But being reincarnated into the pregnant body of her sister in a new world was something that Cat could never imagine. So, not wanting to face the same fate as the host body, she decided to find a new father for her baby. And that was why she pointed to her father's new bodyguard as the one responsible for her pregnancy. ******************** Note: This author would not give warnings for any scene in the book. So please make sure that you're in the right frame of mind before you start reading.  Thank you and sorry in advance.

As I found myself thrust into this bewildering situation, I couldn't help but wonder if fate had a strange sense of humor. Here I was, once the top A-rank agent, now trapped in the role of a notorious villainess in a reverse harem novel. But why did it had to be the villainess? Well, I don't care! But now that I'm here, I'll enjoy my life to the fullest that I couldn't before. Plus, my family is real rich. Though an issue soon occurred. The female lead keeps sticking to me! I tried to get rid of her by distancing myself since I don't want to end up in the chaos like in the novel… But the female lead is just so adorable!! What would happen if the once fearsome antagonist was now trying to protect the very person she once tormented?  "Sabiiiii!" Ann's voice chimed, her eyes sparkling with innocence. It was hard to resist her charm, and I found myself softening despite my initial intentions. And it seems the so-called main suitors are suffering from collective amnesia. They flocked to me, oblivious to the fact that Anne was the true focus of their affections. "Stay Away! I will not give you my lovely Ann," I declared, my frustration mounting. "Who said I wanted her?" The chaos continued with the supposed fiancé as well, who seemed convinced that our engagement was set in stone, "You are my soon-to-be fiancée! Please compose yourself"  "I refuse to get engaged to you and to compose, whatever that is". "Don't you think you're quite rude to your soon-to-be Fiancé?"  "I'm not rude, you're too nice! And I told you I'm not getting engaged to you" "Thank you, my Lady"  "…Are you dumb?!!!" What in the world of strawberries was going on indeed? It was a baffling and comical twist of fate. But as the days passed, I found myself navigating this bizarre world with a newfound determination. If I was going to be stuck in this story, I might as well do it my way. And who knows, maybe I could turn this chaotic tale into something truly extraordinary.

A generic tale where the main character's life is ended by Truck-Kun, which results in a transmigration to a fantasy world. Pretty typical. Content Warning: Strong Language. That's all for the time being.

All because of an infected paper clip wound, Kasper one of the most renowned beggars on the streets died and went to system heaven.Where he by some dumb luck got an unimaginable chance of getting the chance to own a great system...or should I say systems? Thank you guys for choosing this this book and I hope you enjoy. Kinda slow updates .Who knew balancing school and this book would be so hard?! COVER NOT MINE !FOUND ON PINTEREST ,CREDITS TO THE ORIGINAL OWNER.

"At kanino 'yang damit na 'yan ha miss? Sa bwisit bang waitress na 'yan? Ayaw ko niyan, baka saan pa galing 'yan. 'Di bale na lang," bwisit na bwisit at nandidiri kong sabi kay dumb waitress habang tinuturo ang isa pang walang hiyang waitress. "Ang arte naman. Akala mo naman maganda." "What? May sinasabi ka ba stupid waitress?" mataray kong tanong dito dahil bumubulong-bulong pa ito na ikinainis ko ulit. Posible kayang may mabuong pangmatagalan kung sa bar mismo ang lahat ay pansamantala lamang?

I traveled inside a woman who is hot and rich and is a big actres. only to discover that her husband lives as her bodyguard, he seem to be dumb and acts like a child while I met a child and he seem to be my child? but why does my son calls a maid as his mom and and don't even recognize me....just what is happening in my life

Ma Zhi who was upset with his life finds a buttons that would explode the Earth and send him to a new place. As a vengeful and dumb person, he decides to explode the Earth and head over to a world filled with cultivation and beasts. He isn't smart or talented. The only thing that is good about him is his looks, but how will this dumb person survive in a world that acknowledges the strong?

In a world where farting do not exist. The man will become The one Who Farts. This story will become boring, maybe. The enemys are not yet decided. That world not need, but that world gets. *NOT Recommended for people* *Irregular Publish* *BORING STORY* *DUMB AUTHOR* *DUMB NAMES* *TRASH STORYTELLING* *TRASH BACKSTORY* *BULLSHIT SETTING* *BULLSHIT ROMANCE*(IF there is maybe a romance) *BULLSHIT CONFLICTS* *ONE-DIMENSIONAL CHARACTERS* *OBVIOUSLY CARDBOARD PERSONALITY*

"Join our group to defeat the evil lurking in the shadows of humanity," said the beautiful girl gesturing to me to make a handshake for approval. I was dumb folded by the turn of events but my answer was obvious. "No" Join Mathew Layman, an orphan who has lost his parents and has the only family link known as his sister in the world where people have superpowers known as Abilities. When he goes to deliver a pizza to a freaking dungeon for an extra salary...He encounters the most feared existences of all races that were known to be extinct. "A devil"

Oh welcome this is a same old story, There was a loser guy, who get betryaed by everyone in his life in one god damn night for some reason. I mean what can be odds for that to happen, right? Anyway as one can guess it's brain dead plot, logic being urban legend, while grammer is murdered left and right. Still in such world, that loser would get some op power because of course he do and then start face slapping hugging all kinds of beauty's, well you know the drill. So such loser protagonist is "Shut up you dumb voice, You arw loser, Your whole family is loser, Just do what you are told to do like a slave, Don't add extra stuff." As you can see it would be not so cliché, but cliché novel.

6 dumb friends have been brought to another world in the middle of a war. It was supposed to be weapons that were summoned. Weapons so powerful they could end the war! But instead, they got a guy with eating problems. A girl that likes Jojo and other guys that do dumb things... this world might be f**ked. (Highly recommend reading "Yeah i'm here but why?" First)

WSA 2025 ENTRY In a world governed by an all-encompassing System, where every individual’s strength is measured by their aura, mana, and affinity, Rynar is an enigma. Born without mana in his veins or an affinity to manipulate the world’s mystical forces, he is deemed an anomaly—an error in the System. Yet, beneath his seemingly ordinary exterior lies an untamed power that defies understanding, a strength that transcends human limits without relying on the rules of the System. ... Scanning subject… A lattice of glowing runes materialized around the child's essence, their intricate patterns shifting and rearranging as the system processed the data. Every fragment of the child's being was analyzed and measured against the immutable laws of balance. Detected: Excessive mana concentration. Detected: Physical trait exceeding standard parameters. Assessing potential threat to world balance… The runes pulsed, their glow fluctuating with an almost living rhythm. The data was clear: the child was an anomaly—a convergence of traits and power that should not exist. Left unchecked, the system calculated, the child would disrupt not only the village but the delicate equilibrium of the world itself. Warning: Local destabilization imminent. The system's response was swift and unyielding. Initiating correction protocol… The glowing runes expanded, forming an intricate sphere of light that surrounded the child's soul. Threads of energy wove through the essence, targeting the massive reservoir of mana within. The process was mechanical, devoid of emotion or hesitation. Commencing restriction… ... Posting Schedule: Everyday mostly, mass-release atm No Harem No Dumb MC Realisitc Scenario's Reviews/Criticism are wanted!

Billionaire Jack Raymond’s life becomes a chaos when he discovers he has a secret child, Ivy, with his former one night stand, Blue Simon. Blue’s past and present collide as she lives an awful life of fear, and full of secrets that could be life-threatening. Her baby daddy’s wife, Myrtle, will do all it takes to maintain her grip on Jack and his empire. Jack, laid between his loyalty to Myrtle and his love for Blue and Ivy, is faced with hard pills to take as he considers confronting Myrtle to stop her evil manipulations , therefore risking his Company and marriage, or playing dumb and allowing Myrtle to execute her plans thereby losing Blue and his daughter. As Blue tries to escape the dangers that come with her secrets being revealed, she is faced with more challenges as she finds out deeper secrets about Jack and his family. Jack must confront the consequences of his choices as he is forced to make drastic decisions that could lead to danger, betrayal and the loss of everything that he holds heartily. Will Jack choose his family or his Love for Blue? Can he find a way to resolve all the issues rising? Will he be able to balance his business? His marriage and his Lover, Blue, without having conflicts? Will they all be able to take in the secrets that will unfold amidst this chaos?

Ray, an ordinary guy from Earth, was betrayed by his girlfriend and imprisoned. On his first day in jail, a brutal attack ended his life—but that wasn't the end for him. Reincarnated into the world of a novel he once read, Ray finds himself in the role of the trashy, dumb prince whose actions lead to a war, causing the kingdom's ruin. Having been reborn, from the moment of his birth, Ray uses his knowledge of the plot to rewrite his fate and turn the tables. With calculated moves using the original plot, he begins taking down his enemies one by one. Yet, something—or someone—threatened his carefully laid out plans: the duke’s son, whose behavior was clearly different from the novel. As Ray’s unexpected attraction to this man grows, he finds himself questioning not only the story’s plot but also his own ambitions. Can he change his future and successfully cary out his plans?- or will his obsession with the original plot—and his growing feelings for this man—lead him down a path of destruction and betrayal once more?

A year after Ryo and Milo have gotten together. The relationship between them is sweet , funny and to some people , confusing . Now they are off to college , with different goals , different dorms and different surroundings . And all the stupid dumb drama of growing up comes into the picture . But , there's more ; Devi is back to get herself a soul for hell . And she's got her eyes on Milo . Will Ryo be able to hold Milo from the dark temptations of the demon or will their love meet its end ... aswell as Milo's life ? It's Part two of the RyoMilo series . Love it , because come on , they have a sweet story . Happy to have my readers back for this book .

She woke up and found out that she was the Duke's wayward and man-chasing daughter. They say she was hideous? Alright, then she'll have a makeover and dig up that enchantress from within! They say she was too weak that she shames her warrior of a mother? Oh well, then she'll just become a savant of the sword and the bow! They say she disgraced her house because she chased after the Crown Prince and ended up trampled underneath his horses? Fine! What Crown Prince?! He's not that handsome. She'll just change her target and apply the art of subtle tactics! They say she's dumb and stupid she brings down her prodigy of a father? She'll just become a genius then! After all, it is never too bad to be motivated. _____________________________ This is an Original story and not a translation. All rights reserved. :) Update Schedule: 1-2 chapters/day (unless somethings comes up) Chapter Length: 800-1.5k words Disclaimer: I don't own the images I use for the cover, all rights belong to the creator.