Superman Clap

A slow, mocking clap echoed through the darkness. A voice—smooth, rich, dripping with amusement—purred into existence. “The end?” Laughter followed, low and sultry, curling like silk in the air. “You must be kidding. Do you think a little thing like fate can stop me?” A soft hum. A pause. Then a wicked chuckle. “Love? Kindness? What use are such things when fear is so much sweeter? I was never meant to be saved, my dearies. This is no fairy tale.” The voice sharpened, rich with delight. “This is a villain’s tale.” A gust of wind howled, the shadows trembled, and the air crackled with unseen power. “And it is not over. In fact…” A pause. A single chime. > [Ding!] A cold, mechanical voice rang out, devoid of warmth yet brimming with eerie purpose. [Greetings, Host. I am the Villain Reform System.] [Your mission: To prove that even the darkest villainess can be redeemed.] [Failure to comply will result in execution.] Silence. Then—softly, slowly—the villainess laughed. And oh, what a laugh it was. “Villain reform?” she mused, voice curling with amusement. “Nah.” She tilted her head, grinning into the abyss. “Let’s go full evil.” > [Ding!] Villain Route Activated. Good luck, Host.] ---

… “One fifty.” I heard someone shout. “One sixty.” Another said immediately. “Two hundred.” “Five hundred thousand dollars.” “Five hundred thousand dollars, going once, going twice, sold.” Cesar announced and everybody clapped. “What was that?” Drego barked. “What?” I blinked, my smile slowly dissipating. “Why did you agree to stand up there? And looking like this for that matter.” I frowned. “Like what?” “Did you enjoy the fact that men were bidding on you like some prost—” My palms flew and landed on Drego’s face before I could understand what I was doing. “You don’t get to judge how I decide to look. Who the hell do you think you are to judge me? I did what I did for charity. You’re my boss, don’t cross any lines.” I turned around to leave. “Wait. Nichole I’m sorry.” He said more calmly. I looked at him again. “Because I told you that I was in love with you doesn’t make it okay for you to get involved in my personal life and decisions.” “It’s not like—” “Don’t worry. The day I quit was my first day getting over you. You don’t have to worry about that crazy talk. I’m over you. And I’ll leave your company the second you find my replacement and you won’t have to see me anymore.” “Nichole please listen—” “Drego, you’re up.” Reid came outside. His expression changed. It was no surprise. The tension between Drego and I was palpable. “Is everything okay?” Reid asked. “Yeah.” I replied. “We are done here.”

To Yun Jieshi, it seemed that life had a way more ominous meaning than he had previously imagined. He had never asked for much in all his twenty-whatever years of living. His dream was to make up for all that he had missed, all he was never taught about half of his heritage, his culture. Who really was Sun Wukong? Was he better than Superman? What really was an Immortal? Was it a greater existence than a Celestial? Did Pangu really make the world with his very own body? Why was Faye Wong so damn cool?! So many questions! The reward for Yun Jieshi’s curiosity and devotion, however, was a whole new adventure in an alternate world, mystical and mysterious in nature. Graced with magnificent powers and privileges, the little monkey must head North, not as the Great Sage, Equal to Heaven, but as the Discount Sage, Lesser than Most…for a time. Into the cold, into the bizarre, grand stories await his ears and eyes. --- Author's Note: Please be sure to read the Auxillary Chapter to find out if this story is to your tastes or not. Also, please don't complain too hard about the cover. I'm not trying to be obnoxious with the Chinese characters pasted on it. I just haven't found a better cover yet.

Meet Gu Yu—a college dropout and a talented incense maker, and at the same time, the rather stoic protagonist of this story. Despite his somewhat introverted manner, he has a tendency to make sarcastic remarks in his thoughts. One day, after saving a squirrel, a windfall (metaphorically and literally) dropped into his lap.Stumbling into the cultivation world with little help, he was not turned into Superman overnight (as he would like). Apparently, becoming a cultivator would not make your life easier, at least in the beginning. Somewhere along the road, he ran into Jiang Xiaozhai, a young woman who’s got the brains, the beauty, and maybe one or two secrets of her own. As it turned out, the two made a perfect team—Mulder-and-Scully style. Motivated by many unanswered questions, they had been running up and down the country, getting into all kinds of trouble, and learning more of the modern cultivation world, which is by no means the same as in the ages long past…

What would happen if an ordinary guy on Blue Star became a Superman? Traversing between worlds, Lu Yao becomes the only one with extraordinary powers. He studies cultivation in the other world, and bring them the technology of his planet. Now, he is the only superman in both worlds. A small goal— to withstand a nuclear bomb~

"I shot her bam!, Directly at the middle of the Heart.. i guess.. i am really.. cut out for this." *READ BEFORE READING NOVEL* Six years. Six years of relentless toil in the unforgiving landscape of American capitalism. Six years of sacrificing everything – sleep, leisure, even the simple joys of life – for the promise of a future, a future he envisioned sharing with his beloved wife in their cozy, modernized home in Korea. He had clawed his way to the top, becoming a successful CEO, amassing a fortune that would secure their comfort and happiness for years to come. He had envisioned a life of quiet contentment, a life filled with laughter, shared dreams, and the quiet intimacy of a loving marriage. The familiar scent of home – a comforting blend of freshly brewed coffee and the faint aroma of pinewood – greeted him as he stepped across the threshold of his house. It was a modern marvel, an architectural testament to his success – sleek lines, large windows that framed the lush green landscape, and an open-plan layout that exuded a sense of airy spaciousness. But the comforting familiarity was shattered by a sound emanating from the bedroom – a rhythmic clapping, punctuated by soft moans, a sound that pierced through the quiet contentment of his home like a shard of glass. The blood drained from his face. His heart, once filled with the joyous anticipation of reunion, now felt like a lead weight in his chest. He knew, with a sickening certainty, what he was about to witness. The carefully constructed edifice of his dreams, the future he had toiled so relentlessly to build, crumbled before his eyes. He pushed open the bedroom door, the scene that unfolded before him a brutal betrayal of his trust, a shattering of his hopes. His wife, the woman he had loved and cherished, was entangled with another man, their intimacy a stark contrast to the quiet devotion he had always offered her. The carefully crafted future he had envisioned, the life of quiet contentment he had worked so hard to create, lay in ruins. The shock and betrayal were so profound that they numbed him, leaving him in a state of profound emotional paralysis. The pain was a physical entity, a crushing weight that threatened to suffocate him. The plans, the dreams, the sacrifices – all rendered meaningless by this single act of infidelity. The world around him seemed to tilt on its axis, the familiar comfort of his home transformed into a cold, desolate landscape. In that moment of devastation, a profound shift occurred within him. The man who had once strived for success in the corporate world was gone, replaced by a cold, calculating individual. The future he had envisioned was shattered, and in its place emerged a new path, a path paved with shadows and secrets, a path that would lead him down a darker, more dangerous road. He left his home, his heart heavy with grief and betrayal, his mind already plotting a different future, a future where the tools of his trade would be far removed from the boardroom and far closer to the shadows. The once-successful CEO was gone, replaced by an assassin, his past a painful memory, his future a chilling unknown. ———————— The Book cover is created by Imagine AI {No friends dammit} The Writing is done by Kim San-woo [김산우] {Me obviously}

Liam West randomly obtained an actor system. He thought it could help him achieve his dream become an actor and reach the pinnacle of his life by becoming a star in Hollywood. Unexpectedly... he gained different abilities based on the role he played! Driver King! Miracle Doctor! Iron Man! Superman! "As long as it's a strong role, leave it to me!" ......

Shirley teams with Batman and Superman to solve the mystery of a dragon in Gotham City. Shirley's past villains have also returned for revenge on her, but every hero tries to save her before her villains destroy her. The heroes then get captured, and Shirley tries to find and rescue them.

Brave, sly, kind, slippery, generous, greedy, elegant, ferocious, happy, abnormal, honest, hypocritical... In this apocalyptic world, only by winning on the Alien Star battlefield can one obtain resources to ensure the continuity of civilization. Every warrior that enters the Alien Star battlefield receives a randomly assigned keyword that belongs to them. If one's actions align with their keyword, their attributes will rapidly grow, granting abilities akin to Superman. On the contrary, if they fail to comply, they will swiftly weaken; This is a world where performance skills are paramount; Performance skills equate to sustenance, performance skills are glory, performance skills provide privileges, performance skills are life... ... Already concluded with thousands of orders are the works "Dream Fufiller of Ten Thousand Realms", and "Ten Thousand Methods to Remove Players." There is a guarantee of completion, so please feel free to dive in.

The grand doors of Edelweiss Swordschool creaked open, revealing a vast courtyard surrounded by towering spires and the impressive silhouette of the castle. Lein stood at the entrance, his eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and uncertainty. He adjusted the cloak around him, feeling the warmth of the earring given to him by his father's old swordmaster. As he stepped forward, a hand clapped down on his shoulder, causing him to turn. A fellow student, a girl of his age with fiery red hair and a mischievous glint in her eyes, grinned at him. "Hey there, new kid! You must be Lein, right?" she said with a playful tone. Lein gave a nod, managing a small smile. "Yes, that's me. Lein von Hrunting." "I'm Elara. Welcome to Edelweiss!" She gestured to the sprawling campus. "Come on, I'll show you around and help you get settled." As they strolled through the courtyard, Elara pointed out the training grounds, the library, and the various towers where students attended classes. Lein couldn't help but marvel at the sheer scale of the school. "So, why did you come here?" Elara asked, glancing at him. Lein hesitated for a moment before replying, "My father believes I might have a talent for being a Spellblade, like him. He arranged for me to study here." "Ah, a Spellblade! That's impressive. You'll be training with the best of the best," she said with a grin. "That being said, you'll be expected to beat them if that is truly your goal." They reached the entrance of the castle, and Elara opened the door for Lein. The interior was just as imposing as the exterior, with polished marble floors and towering pillars. As they walked through the corridors, Lein couldn't shake the feeling that all eyes were on him. Elara led him to a room with a wooden door bearing the emblem of Edelweiss. "This is your room," she announced, pushing the door open. Inside, Lein found a neatly arranged space with a comfortable bed, a small desk, and a window that offered a view of the surrounding mountains. His luggage was already placed by the bed. "Your stuff arrived earlier. We've got a few hours before the welcoming ceremony, so take your time settling in. If you need anything, I'll be around." Elara said, giving him a friendly wave before heading out. Alone in his new room, Lein took a deep breath. This was the beginning of a new chapter in his life. As he unpacked his belongings, he couldn't help but wonder what challenges and adventures awaited him at Edelweiss Swordschool. Little did he know, the journey ahead would test not only his skills but also the mysterious power that lay dormant within him. The cloak of anonymity provided by the earring would prove to be both a blessing and a curse in the days to come.

Peter: Sere una fuerza que puede ser imparable, mis ataques seran el doble de fuertes. Y mis enemigos verán lo indomable qué seré. Peter: Me volveré tan fuerte, que mis puños algún día alcanzarán a superman. Yo soy Peter Benjamin Parker, Transmigrador y ahora va a ser mi hora de ser algo parecido a un heroe.

Daniel Steele/Xon-El is a Kryptonian/human hybrid first born of Jor-El. In a world filled with heroes and villains he must find out why he was born and find his place in the world. Heroes fight for the weak but many harm them and don’t care. New threats and new allies rise and fall from portals in the sky and the ocean

Luo Ning, a tyrannical figure in the black market Streets, who smokes weed and sells, a tyrant who gambles and messes around to add some thrill to her boring life, But she has more than enough mysteries, who is she really??. One day she was reading a magazine when she saw an interesting article. "The billionaire heir of the Gu family is hosting a contest for searching a wife" The contestants had to have the three characteristics. 1. a demure kind girl 2. virtuous smart girl 3. accepts to be a house wife The winner will get to marry the Heir. 2nd place will get a job in the Gu Conglomerate with 1 million. Finishing top twenty, you will get a half a million. "Ohoho ohohho there is free money here, totally free. " she laughed out loudly. ******************************************** "Luo Ning you are the winner of the contest." They all stood up and clapped for her. When Luo Ning heard that, she felt shortness of breath and she felt she is going to faint, she had just swayed when Gu Juan held her before falling down. "Honey, are you going to faint out of happiness?" Gu Juan asked softly. When Luo Ning saw the intended husband, she suddenly wanted to faint, "aaaa......?" you could see surprise and shock on her face. "Honey are you alright? why do you look pale?" Gu Juan asked her again seeing her reaction. "Hihihihi...." she just forced some laughter out. ' what could she say!!' "Didn't they just say that I made it to top twenty!!" Luo Ning said sweetly with a innocent face. "No Honey, you are the winner we are going to get married now." Gu Juan replied to her softly. Luo Ning pretended that she has fainted. Tang Xie, Tang Lin rushed forward to her and wanted to hold her, when they heard a voice, "Don't you dare hold her, she is my wife now." " But Young Master our friend has epilepsy and not suitable for being your wife." Tang Xie and Tang Lin realized they have just messed up. "Don't worry there are many doctors, I will bring her to the hospital now," Gu Juan said eying at Luo Ning. Luo Ning hearing hospital, she coughed lightly, "What's the matter? Why am I here?" she feigned ignorance. " Of course you are here to marry your Prince charming." Gu Juan said out sarcastically. " Am I? alright let me down." Luo Ning asked sweetly and Gu Juan let her down, suddenly she sprinted out like a shooting arrow followed by Tang Xie and Tang Lin. "How could she stand and wait to be married, she became a marathoner.

Popular girl Ari Cho is absolutely charming, leaving Yumi Kim, the school nerd, so gay to function normally. ** FOREWORD: Like any other day, I sat back and watched Ari hold court in the far corner of the school cafeteria. She was surrounded by her usual swarm of admirers, each one trying—and failing—to win her over. One by one, they crumbled under the weight of her gentle rejections, their faces painted with the sting of unrequited affection. Oh, what a marvellous sight to behold. The scene took a dramatic turn when two of the boys started arguing, throwing out accusations about who was making Ari more uncomfortable. The irony was almost too good—they were both so oblivious to the fact that their entire presence was likely making her want to bolt out the door. I took another bite of my sandwich, savouring the free entertainment. Poor Ari, trapped in the middle of a gaggle of hormonal teenagers who genuinely believed their cringe-worthy displays of “manliness” would sweep her off her feet. Pathetic. You might be wondering why I’m not stepping in to rescue Ari from that circus of admirers. Well, let me give you three solid reasons why meddling is a terrible idea for me. First, I’m no Superman—I don’t do heroic deeds. Second, I’m far too comfortable living my drama-free life to jeopardise it now. And third, let’s be real, my body is definitely not built for a catfight. As I happily munched on my sandwich, enjoying the chaos from a safe distance, I made a grave error, I locked eyes with Ari. Oh, crap. Picture this: while the two idiotic boys were still mid-argument, Ari—with a slightly shy smile—started walking towards my direction, her tray of food balanced in her hands. No, no, no. God, please tell me she’s not actually coming to talk to m— “Hi, Yumi!” she said casually, her smile so bright it could power a small city. ** OTHER STORIES: Miss Not So Typical (on going) Join the discord: https://discord.gg/mCBYVgW8MH

In the dark, under a strange-looking tree, a lady around twenty-something could be seen clenching her stomach and looking pitiful. She seemed to be in pain and was breathing heavily. Above her in the sky, the color was very black and blurry. Rain started falling, and the thunder was clapping loudly and violently. The wind was very thick, slapping everything harshly. The lady stood with the support of the tree, using one hand to prop herself against the tree and the other hand to hold her stomach tightly. She breathed out and continued moving weakly. "Seems like I'm not going to escape this. What type of poison is this?" she wondered. She unbuckled her belt to relieve some pain, then sat down somewhere and groaned while her hand wandered around on the wet ground until it made contact with something. She picked it up and saw the object with the help of the lightning. The thing was round like a bead, and something joined them together. She did not care about what it was and just swallowed it. She was going to die anyway, at least she ate something. She could not figure out the taste of the thing, but it was surely not normal because as soon as it made contact with her throat, it felt very hot, as if she had drunk hot water that had not cooled. "Sh*t! Even in death, my luck is still very bad," she muttered. She was still lamenting when her aching stomach suddenly stopped aching. She did not have the chance to rejoice when her stomach started swelling up, getting bigger and bigger. It was as if it wanted to burst but, alas, it didn't. She could feel herself in labor. She groaned until something escaped her body - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. She was relieved from both the poison pain and her swollen stomach pain. When she looked at what she had given birth to, she was shocked. Eggs. She had given birth to eggs. And there were six. What happened to the eggs? How did their journey begin? read the full novel. update time:6:00pm *by love gold*

Reborn as a kryptonian. Being born with absolute power comes at a price. Watch as verlin velrin tries to be a hero like Superman, but ultimately distances himself further and further away from humanity ........................................................................................ Update Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Picture is not mine. If the owner wants me to take it down. Let me know.

Fu Youngchan is an award winning actor. He was known as 'The Multifaceted Genius' in the entertainment circle due to the variety of roles that he played in every movie or series. Every character that he plays, struck to the hearts of many people due to the genuine feeling that Youngchan was able to make them feel. He reached the peak of his popularity at the age of 31. And is currently receiving the Grand Slam title for winning all 3 of the major film awards. He said his carefully written speech on the stage accompanied by the claps and admiration of the people around him. He then left the stage carrying the trophies contentedly. When the awarding ceremony finished, he came home and slept with a smile on his face. But when he woke up, he was in an empty white room with an overly enthusiastic system with him. Eh?

(first time writing just trying it out)

Mark travels through the American comic world and binds to the superhero system. He starts out as a superhero and walks powerfully in the city of sin, Gotham. Complete tasks and accumulate contribution points, which can be exchanged for unlimited abilities. Silver Superman bloodline, the Book of Vishanti, immortality, unlimited power, omniscience and omnipotence... Only children make choices, I want them all! Override S.H.I.E.L.D., lead the Avengers, punch Dormammu, kick Thanos... Now standing in front of you is the master of America, the helm of S.H.I.E.L.D., the team leader of the Avengers, the true master of the Time Management Bureau, the seed sower of the Amazon warriors, and the supreme god of the multiverse!

"So please tell us, sir. What is your greatest weakness?" "Losing my wife", he grinned. The hostess smiled, "Aww, that's beautiful. What will you say is your greatest strength?" "Having my wife". "Okay sir, last question... How would you describe your wife?" His lips grew into a devious grin, uncontrollably holding the hand of his heart's desire. "The best dream no man but me deserves". The entire audience clapped in adoration. Delia smiled, glancing at her husband then back at the interviewer. The hostess then asked, "And sir, bonus question, how would you describe your marriage?" "A condom". Delia, his wife, then chipped in, "A paranormal one, at that". "One that none of us can escape, unless we go boom!" He smiled. • • • The son of a powerful western empire, Dilen Liam, has to prove his innocence against false racial accusations by dating a dark skinned girl; all to save his family's name and businesses. Unfortunately, things go beyond haywire when he gets intertwined with Delia Alan Ada, a Nigerian girl cursed yet gifted with the supernatural ability to see the future and speak to the unseen. Their attraction grows stronger and deeper beyond race and ethnicity, enclosing them in a paranormal condom-like romance. But all cards are played when their faith and love are put to the test — against powerful diabolic forces beyond their worlds had ever imagined. Romance. Paranormal. Horror. Urban. Politics. BWWM. Demons. Conspiracy. African. Nigerian. American. Cult. Power couple.

Max’s life takes an absurd nosedive when he dies during a marathon—not from exhaustion or injury, but from slipping on a banana peel and crashing into a dog, all because the Grim Reaper was too busy on a date to collect his soul on time. If that wasn’t ridiculous enough, his funeral is a rush job, with Max being buried almost before he’s cold. It’s like the world couldn’t wait to move on without him. In the Netherworld, Max is offered a “sorry for killing you by mistake” compensation in the form of a magical fruit. But instead of playing it safe, Max decides to go big or go home and grabs the Forbidden Fruit, which turns out to be a cosmic-level power-up. Reincarnated on a faraway planet, Max quickly discovers that he’s now the most powerful being in the universe. The problem? He has zero control over it. Even using 1% of his strength could turn mountains into dust, and don’t even mention what happens when he sneezes—whole planets go poof! Poor Max can’t even walk normally without risking planetary destruction. It’s like being Superman with the clumsiness of a toddler. As Max zooms through space, trying to keep his powers in check, he can’t help but wonder how he’s supposed to live a low-key life when the slightest hiccup could send the universe into chaos. His journey is less about fighting bad guys and more about trying to not accidentally destroy everything around him. And with every step, it’s becoming clear that keeping a low profile might be the most impossible task of all.

Eldritches, Abominable creatures that originated from the deepest depths of the earth, they were dark creatures that hid and lurked under the cover of night searching for prey, they devoured anything who dared to roam the world under the light of the moon, they would slowly creep towards you and sneakily spread their long, noxious, tentacles around you and strangle you as they slowly moved you toward their maw, then they'd pull their tentacles back and little ridges on them would tear your body apart and you would fall into deep into the abyss that was their large, miasmic maw. Humanity prayed to their gods for millennia yet their gods had not answered, not until one day, when mankind was at the brink of extinction did they finally receive their blessings. From Zeus, The Authority Of The King From Poseidon, The Will Of The Creator From Adonis, The Soul Of Rebirth From Apollo, The Spark Of Liberation From Heaphestus, The Seal Of Confinement From Hercules, The Emergence Of Unembellished Power From Hestia, The Seed Of The Hearth From Artemis, The Bestial Sapien From Hecate, The Soul Of Mysticy From Hades, The Woke Of The Soul From Athena, The Spirit Of Conquest From Ares, The Body Of Savagery These 12 blessings were the cornerstones of the Eldritch Slayer path, a path forged by the hands of both mortal and divine, with these, humanity would be able to combat their foe, however, this was many many years ago, nowadays, Eldritch were the least of problems. --------------------------------------------- "Trixion, from behind you!!" A deafening scream resounded through the continent of war like the clap of thunder, though the noise did little to put a stop to the endless bloodshed occurring on the crimson continent. The one who had been alerted of an incoming attack, Trixion tried to look back at the perpetrator of said attack however the attack had already reached him and he was unable to react to it anyway. "You were a worthy opponent, Krimson Khaos...." To be a worthy opponent to the Scaled Prince, The Golden Dragon, of the Empyreans was truly commendable, yet to Trixion who looked down at the scaly arm piercing through his torso it seemed like more of an insult, an insult that brought him rage. Trixion attempted to move however the poison within his body wouldn't let him, after all, what led to him managing to get pierced like this. As Trixion slowly passed he started to accumulate his energy within his body, within a second his body was full to the brim with energy, soon he would burst into a bunch of blood pieces, and burst he did. "W-what are you doing?!?!" The Scaled prince hastily removed his arm and attempted to dash back but it had already been done. Trixion busted into hundreds of little pieces each piece of his body was supercharged with energy and thus was incredibly durable, it would pierce through many Empyreans and go undamaged, even more, he made it so that when it came in contact with anything it would burst even more it was like a bomb with shrapnels that that acted like a bomb. That act had killed nearly 10 million Empyreans and from then on out he was known as a hero to the whole world, he was someone who even in his final moments managed to bring the enemy to their knees. They were correct however it was not in his final moments it was in the final moments before the end that led to his new beginning. However, Trixion wasn't the only one who would begin once again, for Dendracove, The heir to the Driconite Empyreans would accompany him in his journey, as this was the story of both the Krimson Khaos, The Lord Of Strife, And The Golden Dragon, The Scaled Prince Of The Empyreans.

Hong Yi, a battle-hardened squad leader, had seen his fair share of fighting. Alongside his comrades, he fought tooth and nail to protect the remnants of humanity in a dying world. But one brutal encounter took a terrible turn. Witnessing his entire squad fall before him, Hong Yi blacked out, the world fading into oblivion. When he awoke, everything had changed. Hong Yi found himself in a strange new reality, inhabiting an unfamiliar body. To his further shock, a strange system was now lodged in his brain. This bizarre world, he discovered, was governed by a social hierarchy – Alphas, Betas, and Omegas. Hong Yi, now had to mend broken family relations with along side with managing a company and saving his family from potential treats. In between fulfilling system's task, everything seemed to be fine until: As Hong Yi savored his meal, his mother dropped a bombshell. "A-Yi," she declared, "it's high time you gave me a grandchild!" Hong Yi choked, sputtering in surprise. "But Mom," he stammered, "I'm not even married!" A sly smile played on his mother's lips. "Who said you have to be married to have grandchildren?" she said, leaving Hong Yi utterly bewildered. *** "Brother Hong," a voice purred. Hong Yi looked up to see Yun Fei, a man with an overly flirtatious air, practically draped across his office desk. "You don't love me anymore," Yun Fei whined, batting his eyelashes dramatically. Hong Yi stared at him, completely bewildered. "Why won't you mark me?" Yun Fei pouted, inching closer and slipping into Hong Yi's lap. Before Hong Yi could even stammer out a response, Yun Fei pulled him in for a kiss. Hong Yi,: Let me speak *** Hong Yi felt a warm weight settle on his chest. Glancing down, he saw Yang Xu snuggled close, a contented smile on his face. A gurgling sound came from beside them – a baby nestled in a crib. "Alpha," Yang Xu murmured sleepily, "how many more kids do you want? Don't you think you've had enough already?" Hong Yi sputtered. "Me? You're asking me?" He gestured wildly at himself. Yang Xu, oblivious, simply placed the baby back in the crib before collapsing back onto Hong Yi. "It's fine," he mumbled, burying his face in Hong Yi's shoulder. "As you're my Alpha, I'm happy to comply with hubby's wishes and give you one more..." Hong Yi : no one is listening to me. *** Hong Yi flipped through a file, his brow furrowed in concentration, when a voice broke his focus. "Mr. Hong," Jing Hao started, a suggestive tone creeping into his voice, "what do you think of me?" Without looking up, Hong Yi replied, "Jing Hao, you're a valuable asset to the team. Hardworking, dedicated..." "But Mr. Hong," Jing Hao interrupted, throwing the file aside. He then proceeded to climb onto Hong Yi's lap, completely ignoring the startled yelp. "Being good isn't getting me anywhere. Especially not with you." Jing Hao began unbuttoning his shirt with a practiced ease. "Maybe," he continued in a husky whisper, leaning closer, "being a bad boy will finally get your attention." Before Hong Yi could even attempt to pry himself free, Jing Hao sealed his lips with a forceful kiss. Hong Yi: Can I at least get a word in? *** A loud clap echoed through the room. "Wow, Hong Yi," Yang He exclaimed, clapping his hands sarcastically, "what a loving family you have! You certainly know how to keep things lively." A dangerous glint flickered in his eyes. "But you promised me I'd be your only one," he growled, yanking Hong Yi closer by his tie. "What happened to those promises you made, huh?" Hong Yi : There's no point. No matter what I say, they won't listen. *** ML who is dense as brick wall when it comes to matters of love x MC who can't keep hands to themselves. warning: this is a blharem in omegaverse and story revolves around protagonist gong. And MC collects protagonist shous as ash collects his pokemon.

"From the day I was born, I've been having the same dream every day, where the same day keeps repeating." "What do you do in your dreams?" "Rob banks, blow up buildings, flirt with girls, grand theft auto... Anyway, it's a dream, so naturally, I do a lot of outrageous things." "Tell me about what you did last night." "Yesterday was more interesting. Despite dreaming for so long, it was the first time I dreamt about someone I know in real life. She's a very pretty girl..." "Mm-hmm." The police officer nodded as he continued taking notes, "Go on, I'm listening."

In the midst of her anxiety and curiousity, the spinning wheel slowly came to a halt. The pointer dangled in-between God of Education, Harem making and National Scholar systems. Shu Wa'er inwardly cheered and clapped when the pointer reached the 'National Scholar system', but it didn't stop there. She took a heavy breath when the pointer slowly reach, 'Harem making system.' "Move move move, yesh yesh!." She excitedly screamed as the pointer moved away from Harem making system and reached the God of Education system. Then it paused. Just as she opened her mouth to scream in excitement, the pointer suddenly fell back to 'Harem Making system.' She choked abruptly, coughing with reddened eyes. "Congratulations! You have obtained the harem making system!." The baby fox announced joyfully, expressing happiness for its lucky client. Shu Wa'er was dull. She could see her God father shaking his head in disappointment and walking away from her. She tried to stop him but she couldn't. She could also see her Queen status flying off along with him.

WSA 2024 entry book! [NO HAREM] ...... “Will you marry me? “ *clapping* “No!” *silence* “.... WHY? “ "No reason other than my love for him." ........ Bittu was rejected by his fiancee on the day of their marriage, right before the assembled crowd. The weight of such public humiliation coupled with the despair of lost love was crushing. It shattered him. As the apocalypse descended and others gained powers, discovering his own lack of abilities intensified his feelings of inadequacy and isolation. It compounded his existing depression, driving him further into despair. As his mind unraveled into madness, a flicker of imagination emerged, birthing something fantastical and otherworldly within his tortured psyche. Yet, whether this newfound creation would be a source of salvation or damnation remains uncertain. Walking in this new world filled with uncertainties, How would his life be? Would it sublime or would it take a turn for the worst? ....... https://discord.com/invite/B29PZr4D

She had to keep her true identity hidden and trust only a few people. But some secrets are always meant to be revealed, some fates are not meant to be changed. Can Kara Cahill accept her fate and let the prophecy run its course? ■■■ Out of the woods, wolves emerged, snarling and growling. Kara sighed. "Without knowing who I am, she made this move. I wonder how it would be if she knew who I truly was." She whispered to Klaus and stepped out. The snarling wolves' sound covered whatever she was saying so she couldn't be heard.. "You will not treat me like a fragile glass." He nodded but grabbed her hand first and said, "I've seen what you can do. Changing into a wolf partly. You will teach me when this is over." Nodding she replied. "Okay. But you'll tell me about anybody who is a somebody in the pack and out." "Deal, now let's kick some wolf butts." He grinned and they were back-to-back. The first wolf attacked and Kara slammed her arm into its jaw. It bite her and drew blood. "No more nice new girl." Her eyes flashed white for a second and she attacked. Her speed could not be matched and the onlookers couldnt look away. She slammed jaws and her nails left marks on the faces of some of the wolves. She was a sight on the field. Careful not to kill anyone, Kara pushed the last person the the ground and stood snarling. Klaus howled and patted her on the back. "Mad skills you got." His smile was wide as his eyes twinkled. Mara clapped dramatically and narrowed her yes at Kara. She sneered. "I agree, you can move... against amateurs."

"Why does the universe seem to be against their love?" she cried as she watched the nurses pull him into the ER. He was barely breathing when she was pulled away. Tears stream down her red eyes. her heart ached, the feeling of something sharp clawing against her chest non-stop. "He would live, Anna" her best friend Kate assured. She admired her faith. She was the one who should have been shot, not him. how could Allen do this to her? if he really loved her as he claimed, why did he have to go to all these lengths to take away the only person who gave her real joy? love comes in different shades. "Where is Ray, I heard what happened!" Eunice screamed down the hall as she ran up to where Anna stood. “Excuse me, I’d go get us some cup of coffee, it’s going to be a long night.” Kate walked away. Anna turned with disgust written all over her. She was surprise as to how much of an actor Eunice is. “I know that you had a hand in this and you come here crying?” Anna claps; “Bravo, you should have been an actress, Eunice.” She added. Eunice turns, she looked around and when she was sure the hall was clear she spoke. “Oh Anna, I didn’t do anything. It has been you. I warned you to go back to whatever slumps you crawled out of but you decided to play Cinderella.” “Why? You are old enough to be Raymond's mother?” Eunice chuckles; “Leave while you still have feet. That bullet was meant for you.” Eunice added before walking away. Did she make the wrong choice to fall in love? How did it all start and why did it get to this? What are the shades of love? Find out as you trail with us in this Amazing, thrilling, drama filled, romance novel.

# DAILYFAMILYLIFE # PRETENDTOBEAFOOL Yuan Bao transmigrated through ancient times and became a family's only daughter in three generations. Her nickname was Jiaojiao, while her actual name was Bao. This had all the makings of the life of a pampered heroine.But suddenly, an official’s daughter came to the city.This lady was the first born child, but her own mother died earlier and her father remarried. She wasn’t welcomed, so she was sent out of the city.“There’s a sense of foreboding!” Yuan Bao said to herself.A certain brother looked at the next door lady, a sad look on his face. “Little sister, look at how pitiful she is. Can’t you show some compassion?”Yuan Bao raised her hand, a plot armor on top of her head. “She’s pitiful? She’s well-fed and clothed, why would you need to pity her?!”“Well said!” Her grandparents, parents, and her many siblings all clapped their hands in applause.A certain young lady who was well educated and balanced: “Spoiling a child is like killing them! You should educate your sister properly!” A certain brother glared. “My little sister is beautiful and kind-hearted. Who has spoiled her?!”

When Dinah Laurel Lance; a.k.a. the Black Canary, thought she was about to succumb to her injuries; after she and her allies fought the rising regime of Superman, Dr. Fate stepped in and took her away. Dr. Fate dropped her off in an unknown world with the words, "Live a better and happier life. You're only 24 and you've already got a precious son to take care of. You've helped save our world countless times from threats too great and terrible as the Black Canary. I think it's time for you to be Dinah Laurel Lance and raise your son right." Dinah; with her adorable son in her arms, finds herself in the continent of Eden and she travels north to reach the City of Orario. What Familia will she join? Will she survive the perils of the dungeon? Will she attain her happiness? How will the Gods and Goddesses of the land react to her changing presence in this world? You'll have to read to find out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ If any of you like what I do and want to support me even more, then that would be amazing. This story will keep on going because I'm having such a great time writing it. Additional Tags for this story are: Thinking Outside The Box, and others to be mentioned. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ - This is a work of fiction that draws on several source materials which I don't own. Danmachi, The Injustice DC Universe, and others I've yet to name are some of where I draw the materials from. Some of the things, places, and ideas that are mentioned in this story are owned by their respective authors/writers/creators. - The cover art is not mine. But it looks pretty cool. I'll be trying to make my own. - I own my Original Characters. The alternate changes I made to certain things, and others. Certain plot devices, ideas, etc.