Cells

What's the book about? It is about Demonic Cultivation!, If you cannot handle it, Please don't read it. Synopsis: When Song Wen killed the frail beggar who fought him over food and consumed his blood and soul, every cell in his body leaped with excitement. His spirit was exhilarated, and he realized then that his life would henceforth be filled with slaughter. For survival, for longevity, he would spare no effort, even if it meant creating mountains of corpses and seas of blood. --- BTW if you want to support me and read ahead by at least 50+ chapters, then join me on P.a.tr30n... the link is mentioned in the book cover image. Every chapter includes how far ahead we are on P-a-t-r-e-o-n so do check it out...

[MATURE CONTENT WARNING: READ AT YOUR OWN RISK] Jo has spent her life surviving on the streets, invisible among the hungry and desperate. She is a shadow in the city, quick fingers and quicker feet keeping her alive in a world that does not care whether she lives or dies. But one mistake—one stolen purse, one misplaced step—changes everything. Dragged before the Emperor’s mother, Jo expects punishment, perhaps even execution. Instead, she is taken to the Red Keep, not as a prisoner in chains, but as something far more valuable. The empire is built on fire and blood, and the Mother has plans for Jo—plans that involve silken chambers instead of cells, gowns instead of rags, and a fate far worse than death. Because in the empire, power is passed through bloodlines, and an heir born with the right lineage is worth more than gold. Now, Jo must navigate a court where she is both pawn and prisoner, where her body is no longer her own, and where love is just another tool of control. With enemies at every turn and a future she never chose looming ahead, Jo must decide—will she submit to the cage built around her, or will she become something more dangerous than they ever imagined? Because even birds in golden cages can learn how to bite.

Colossals, Titans, and Demonic Beasts rule over a world where no weapon, no bullet, and no missile can pierce their nearly impenetrable hides. Ruthless, cunning, and more brutal than any human, these creatures brought humanity to the edge of extinction. When half the population fell, a harsh truth emerged: only a monster could defeat a monster: ONLY A MONSTER COULD KILL A MONSTER. Humanity became monsters. In this world, one could only become stronger by fusing, merging and splicing their cells with monsters to become Exomorphers! Ezra reincarnated into this world with a cheat system that allowed him to fuse ordinary farm animals into higher grade monsters! [You have fused 100 sheeps, 100 horses, 100 cat-fishes and 100 chicken together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Qilin!] … [You have fused 100 lions, 100 eagles, 50 magma salamanders together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Inferno Griffin!] … [You have fused 100 parrots, 100 diamonds, 100 fireflies, and 50 flamingos together!] [Congratulations, you have acquired a Mythical Crystal Phoenix!] … While others risks their lives and spend their family fortunes to tame legendary beasts, Ezra only fuses farm animals to create mythical beasts! Ezra’s Dad: “W-where are my chickens!?” Ezra: “ A flying mythical beast attacked and ate them all!” Ezra’s Dad: “A thousand of them!?” Ezra: “Uhm. It was very hungry.” (Note: This is not your regular beast taking novel. The beasts are no where near cute nor is there a special cuddly bond between Host and Symbiote!)

Alice, une jeune femme indépendante et passionnée, croit avoir trouvé l'amour parfait en Gabriel, un homme charismatique et mystérieux. CEO respecté dans le monde des affaires, Gabriel semble être l'incarnation du succès et de la stabilité. Mais derrière ce masque se cache une vérité bien plus sombre : il est aussi un acteur clé d'une organisation mafieuse, naviguant entre deux mondes où le danger et le pouvoir se côtoient. Au début, leur relation est intense et passionnée. Cependant, la jalousie maladive de Gabriel commence à empoisonner leur amour. Chaque interaction d'Alice avec d'autres hommes, même les plus innocentes, devient une source de tension. Sa possessivité grandissante et ses accès de colère laissent Alice perplexe et épuisée. Elle tente de comprendre ce qui se cache derrière ce comportement, mais Gabriel garde ses secrets bien enfouis. Lorsqu'Alice découvre par hasard des indices sur la double vie de Gabriel, elle est confrontée à un dilemme déchirant : rester et tenter de sauver leur amour, ou fuir pour protéger sa propre sécurité. Mais Gabriel, habitué à contrôler chaque aspect de sa vie, ne laissera pas partir celle qu'il considère comme sienne sans se battre. Plongée malgré elle dans un monde de violence et de trahisons, Alice doit naviguer entre loyauté et survie. Avec l'aide de ses amis proches, comme Lina, sa meilleure amie, et Lucas, un collègue de travail qui cache peut-être ses propres secrets, elle tente de déjouer les pièges qui se referment autour d'elle. *Les Silences de l'Ébène* est une histoire captivante qui explore les thèmes de l'amour toxique, de la jalousie, du pouvoir et des sacrifices. À travers des personnages complexes et une intrigue riche en rebondissements, ce livre plonge le lecteur dans un univers où les apparences sont trompeuses et où chaque choix a des conséquences dramatiques. Entre romance sombre, thriller psychologique et drame familial, cette histoire vous tiendra en haleine jusqu'à la dernière page, vous laissant réfléchir sur les ombres que nous portons tous et les silences qui en disent plus que les mots.

Before You Read – A Warning! This novel may contain grammar errors, misspellings, and the occasional linguistic abomination, as English is not my first language. If you are expecting flawless prose, poetic descriptions, or a literary masterpiece… my condolences. You have come to the wrong place. For example, a refined and eloquent novel might begin with: "The moonlight cascaded through the ornate window, bathing the weary traveler in a silver embrace as he tread upon the marble floors of destiny." Meanwhile, this novel? "Mc woke up. He was confuse. Why there dragon? Where his pant?" See the difference? If you start losing brain cells along the way, that’s on you. But hey, if you’re still here after all that, then welcome. You might just be insane enough to enjoy this. ┏(・o･)┛ Participation in WSA >:D

Ethan, an elite special forces commando, loses his life in the line of duty while eliminating a dangerous terrorist cell during a high-stakes anti-insurgency operation. Despite his unwavering dedication and discipline, Ethan dies with a deep sense of regret—he never fully embraced his personal desires and unfulfilled fantasies. As his final breath escapes, he vows that should he be given another chance at life, he will live it to the fullest, without restraint. Fate, however, has its own plans. Ethan awakens in a strange, unfamiliar world—a land governed by strength, where power is the key to survival and the stronghold dominion over all. In this brutal and unforgiving realm, Ethan discovers that the rules of life have drastically changed. The only currency that matters here is strength, and only the strongest can ascend to become the ultimate power. Gifted with extraordinary intelligence and a mysterious cheat that grants him unparalleled abilities, Ethan sets off on a path to conquer this new world. With each passing day, he hones his skills, builds alliances, and amasses power, all while exploring his deepest desires. This is a journey of self-discovery and unrestrained ambition, where Ethan’s focus is singular: to become the one true transcendent being, an existence unmatched by any other. Through intense battles, strategic brilliance, and encounters with those who would either aid or challenge him, Ethan fights not only for dominance but for the fulfillment of every longing he once held back in his past life. With each victory, he rises higher, carving his name into the annals of history as the peerless king, above all others—an immortal legend in the making. To join the discord community - https://discord.gg/XYAJtx9pqX Content Warning: This story will explore mature themes, including R18 content, but will avoid extreme elements. The protagonist’s journey will also include romantic entanglements, with a harem dynamic, including themes like Netori. No Yuri No NTR

Il y a huit cents ans, un homme légendaire s'est éteint. Zhang Ruochen, le fils de l'Empereur Ming, a été tué par sa fiancée, la Princesse Chi Yao. Puis, huit cents ans après sa mort, il est revenu, seulement pour découvrir que celle qui l'avait tué avait déjà unifié le Champ de Kunlun et fondé le Premier Empire Central, et était désormais connue sous le nom d'Impératrice Chi Yao... Impératrice Chi Yao—Sa Majesté régnait sur le monde mortel et jouissait d'un prestige dans toutes les directions ainsi que d'une vie éternelle. Zhang Ruochen se tenait à l'extérieur du Temple Ancestral Impérial, regardant la statue de l'Impératrice Chi Yao, et les flammes de la haine brûlaient dans son cœur. "Après 13 ans de pratique, j'enverrai l'impératrice à sa perte !"

I am Lilith, the granddaughter of the Demon King. The moment my mother became pregnant with me, I was betrothed to the Devil as a show of gratitude for his mercy in sparing my people from execution alongside the other races. Immediately after my birth, it was the Devil who took care of me, overseeing my childhood all the way to adulthood, always watching over me. He granted me everything I wanted—so much so that all his secret treasures are now at my disposal. We were having a good time together until I laid my eyes on a particular slave named Lucas. I fell in love with Lucas in an inexplicable way, and the Devil would have killed him countless times if not for my constant interference. One day, I declared to the Devil my desire to marry Lucas. This proclamation infuriated him, and he intended to kill Lucas on the spot, but I threatened him with my own life, which compelled him to reluctantly agree to my wish, albeit in a rage. Surprisingly, he continued to try every means to please me and to make me forget about Lucas. He even went so far as to transfer all his powers to me, but I remained solely focused on Lucas. I followed all of Lucas's advice, which suggested that if I embarrassed the Devil enough, he would let me go. I began to act on that advice and even overdo it by publicly slapping him in front of his subjects, cursing him, and causing him to lose face. If not for the fear he instilled in their hearts, his subjects might have begun to criticize him. Throughout all this, he did not seem angry with me; instead, he sealed off all my senses and married me. When I regained my senses, I was furious to find that I had caused immense trouble in his territory. I rushed to Lucas to explain my predicament, and it was he who suggested that I end the Devil's life. I hesitated, but the idea didn’t seem so bad after all. I began planning, or rather, I didn’t really execute any plans and the Devil simply gave me his life willingly. I went to report to Lucas, only to find him overly excited. Lucas was, in fact, not a slave but the Prince of the Fox Race, he's among those that Devil spared. It turned out he had been trying every possible means to harm the Devil, and I had unwittingly become his perfect pawn. I couldn’t comprehend how it all happened, but I became the slave of Lucas and was treated terribly by him. He kept me alive solely because of my beautiful face, and I became nothing more than his prized possession. I regretted everything; I had betrayed the one who truly loved me. I no longer wished to live! Bound from head to toe in chains, I was dragged out of my cell. For the first time amid all this chaos, I saw the familiar sun—the sun that the Devil had worked so hard to create for me. I smiled bitterly, and my gaze fell upon a nearby hard rock. I moved closer and, before anyone could intervene, I struck my head against it forcefully. “I will soon join my real husband,” I thought to myself, but I couldn't shake off what Lucas had told me: “Someone who took care of you since you were a child, who loved you and always sought to please you; you ended his life mercilessly. You are a sin!” I agreed; I was indeed a sin. If there were a chance, I wished for the opportunity to fix my wrongdoing and to obey him. My prayers were answered, and I was reborn—but... why was I reborn to the day I slapped him publicly? Warning: this novel is filled with mature contents and frightening experiences ignore this novel if you don't have rock heart.

"Have you ever wondered why Syndromes exist?" The voice was calm, almost conversational, but the weight behind it was crushing. "They say the universe is alive, that stars are cells and galaxies are tissues. And like any living thing... it can get sick." He exhaled sharply, gripping his chest as if that would steady his spiraling thoughts. "Syndromic Nemesis… You’re telling me the universe has cancer?" The figure before him chuckled. "A fitting word, isn’t it? When Syndromic Energy festers, it turns monstrous. The balance must be maintained, or the infection spreads." He gritted his teeth. "And the monsters we kill—?" "Symptoms. Existence correcting itself. But tell me… what happens when a disease fights back?" A long silence. "You’re talking about Euoniams." The air felt heavier, reality bending as something unseen stirred. "They were never just mistakes. They were inevitable. Born when Syndromic Energy collapses in on itself, feeding in an infinite loop. They have one desire—return to their pure state." "And if they succeed?" The figure’s expression darkened. "Then we see what happens when the syndromic energy rewrites the body." He inhaled sharply. "You mean no one knows?" "No one can know. Even the Syndromes—the first, the omnipotent—are incapable of thinking about it." The sky above fractured, spiraling apart like peeling flesh. Something writhed within the cracks—something wrong. "Didn’t I tell you?" The voice was quiet now. "You never should have come here." ----- (Author's note) this book can't even be compared to a stone but you must have in your life pick up a stone in your way to throw it. Just do the same for this. This could be a total waste of time for you... And there are gonna be references about some 'Auhors' and their 'Novels' Aria is the queen

Le monde n'est pas destiné à survivre. Il brûlera, consumé par une volonté bien au-delà de la compréhension humaine... celle du Créateur lui-même.

"Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." That’s the one thing everyone knows. But for our microscopic protagonist, let’s call him Cyto (short for Cytoplasm, because he’s unoriginal), that’s about the only thing that makes sense. Waking up in a petri dish of existential dread, Cyto has no idea what he is, where he came from, or why he’s suddenly aware. All he knows is that something weird happened—like, really weird—and now he’s stuck trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. Armed with nothing but his wits (and maybe a few cell organelles), he sets out to figure out what the fuck is going on with the nagging feeling that he’s not just a cell. Is this all just some cosmic glitch?

Dans un monde où les Lycans et les loups-garous sont des ennemis jurés, Eve Valmont est une louve maudite par une prophétie et victime d'un coup monté. Trahie par sa propre meute et emprisonnée pendant des années, son destin prend une tournure plus sombre lorsqu'elle est offerte au roi Lycan, Hades Stavros - un souverain redouté pour ses conquêtes impitoyables et sa prouesse mortelle. Liée par une ancienne prophétie et hantée par les fantômes de son passé, Eve est maintenant à la merci de l'être qu'elle devrait le plus haïr et craindre - Le Main de la Mort lui-même. Hades, un roi façonné par le sang et la décadence de sa propre âme, déterminé à venger le massacre de sa famille et à débarrasser son peuple des loups-garous. Il croit qu'Eve est la clé de sa victoire. Pour lui, elle n'est qu'une arme prédite par la prophétie, un outil qu'il utilisera pour détruire les forces adverses menaçant sa meute. Pourtant, il se retrouve à désirer cette femme puissante mais brisée. Ce qui le fait questionner si elle est vraiment son arme ou celle destinée à défaire ses plans soigneusement élaborés.

They call him Ling A’Xian, a hostage prince, a pawn in a war he never asked for. But that is not his name. Not truly. Han Ziyao-- a name whispered in the void, a past too distant to grasp… and a love that refuses to fade. In a world where fate is rewritten with every life he steps into, Han Ziyao has long abandoned the illusion of control. He transmigrates without warning, wakes in unfamiliar bodies, and plays whatever role the universe demands of him. But amidst shifting identities and fractured timelines, one thing remains constant—him. And the man who always finds him. Tonight, that man is the Crown Prince. And Ling A’Xian is pressed against a glazed partition, his breath unsteady as gloved fingers trace the curve of his jaw. “Running again, A’Xian?” The prince’s voice is velvet and steel, his golden eyes unreadable in the candlelight. “I’m beginning to think you enjoy being caught.” A’Xian exhales sharply, forcing a smirk despite the way heat surges within his stomach. “And I’m beginning to think you enjoy the chase.” The prince hums, his grip tightening just enough to make A’Xian’s pulse stutter. “Perhaps. But tell me…” He leans in, the warmth of his breath ghosting over A’Xian’s lips. “What will you do when there’s nowhere left to run?” A’Xian doesn’t answer. He can’t. Not when the prince’s gloved hand is slipping lower, not when the space between them is vanishing, not when he’s dangerously close to forgetting that this isn’t love—it’s obsession. And yet, as soft lips brush against his throat in a mythical promise, he wonders if, in this life, he’ll be the one to break first. Because some bonds, no matter how many lifetimes pass, are never meant to be severed.

Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ No netorare (NTR), no system, no incest, no consanguineous relationships.

"You look hideous! You're not even attractive in my eyes!" Those were the last cruel words Jiang Yanxu spat at his ex-wife, Yan An, before walking out of their marriage without a shred of regret. He never expected that those very words would mark the beginning of his downfall. For five years, Jiang Yanxu had indulged in pleasure, pursued his ex-boyfriend, and focused on business—while completely neglecting the one person who was supposed to be his life partner. He never provided for Yan An, never showed him affection, and never once cared. To him, their marriage was nothing but a mistake. On the day of their divorce, he thought he had finally gained freedom. He believed he would live a blissful life with the person he truly adored. But fate had other plans. Framed and thrown into prison. Exiled from his own family. Betrayed by the very man he sacrificed everything for. Alone in the darkness of his cell, he realized too late—only one person had ever truly loved him. Only one person had ever been by his side. Yan An. Then, as if the heavens pitied his despair, Jiang Yanxu woke up… five years in the past. This was his second chance. This time, he wouldn’t make the same mistake. This time, he would cherish the person he once abandoned. This time, he would never let Yan An go. "Yan An, I was wrong. Let’s start over." Yan An: "....." ----------------------------- Slowburn romance and not ABO. ^^ Seme/top protagonist.

"It felt like every cell of my body was purposefully made to one day defeat Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. I had every desire to be better than him. To be stronger, smarter and more loved. It was maddening; a desperate plea for survival. I was on the right track... That was until his eyes met mine and he looked at me the way he did. At that moment I felt like I would die." Connor Leandre Rennison and Edward Junior Chernyshevsky-Coleman. Deputy Captain and Captain. Rugby Royalty and the son of the world's richest man. Fire and Ice. Sworn enemies from the first moment they laid sight on each other. Yet is that all they really are or is their hatred a cover for something more passionate. Something that could burn them both alive and leave them to be nothing but ashes. The third installment of the 'In Love series' by Matli_Unicorn. Check out Edward In Love and Ethan in Love to follow the 'Chernyshevsky-Coleman' family on their journey of love.

"Wait? Select any class, get the abilities, but I can select all classes anytime?... Damn, I'm broken." [Dragon Class]>>>>Unlocked [Shadow Class] >>> Unlocked [Assassin Class] >>>> Unlocked [Infinite Mana Class] >>>> Unlocked [Immortal Class] >>>> Unlocked [Death Class] >>> Unlocked [Healer Class] >>> Unlocked [Smut Class] >>>> Unlocked [System's NB: These are just a few among the infinite SS-Classes you can choose to use at any time.] In the year 2027, Earth undergoes an apocalyptic awakening as the Dragon Kings attempt to recreate the universe with destructive flames. However, some humans were given a chance by the unknown to select a class of their choice, granting them abilities according to the class. These individuals were tagged as the "Awakenings." But even their classes weren't enough to stop the Dragon Overlord. A last Awakened—an Assassin-class type—Cell, managed to reach the top and defeat the Dragon Overlord, but there were no humans left to save. Almost all were dead except him. "Poor thing... You're brutally wounded, but we liked the show you put up against the Dragon of the Seventh." "Eheh... Yeah, thanks..." "Hmm... For your reward, I have two bottles: a red one for reincarnating and saving your kind, and a blue one for reincarnating as the most powerful being and destroying your kind... Hmm... Nice choice, my love."

Ava Summers is the perfect daughter — business mogul, top of her class, future queen of spreadsheets, and the only Summers twin with functioning brain cells. She's survived nineteen years sharing a womb, a mansion, and half of her DNA with Eva Summers — the human embodiment of bad decisions who once tried to roast marshmallows on scented candles and nearly set the entire estate on fire. So when their parents arranged one of them to marry Zeke Ford — the kingdom's most notorious heartbreaker — Ava took one for the team. She didn't flinch. She didn't panic. She blinked once... probably because she was three glasses of wine deep after Eva spiked her drink and slid a suspicious contract under her nose — a contract that would transfer all of Ava's businesses and birthright to Eva if she refused to marry Zeke. It was the first plan Eva ever pulled off successfully — and she regretted it the moment the Fords switched the grooms at the last minute. Instead of waking up legally bound to Zeke — the charming, half-witted flirt who collects women like decorative throw pillows — Ava finds herself married to Zach Ford — the cold, brooding, emotionally constipated twin brother who hasn't smiled since the dinosaurs went extinct. The Ford family hoped Eva's lively personality would drag Zach out of his miserable cave of grief and bad attitude after his fiancée's death. Too bad they accidentally married him to the kingdom's most neurotic control freak instead. Now Ava has a whole lifetime to survive a forced marriage to a man who communicates in glances, grunts, and the occasional eyebrow twitch, convince everyone she's madly in love with her new husband... And figure out how to legally murder her sister without ruining the family name. The plan was supposed to save the Summers' reputation. Not burn the whole kingdom to the ground. "With This Ring, I Loathe You—Yes, I do." A laugh-out-loud enemies-to-lovers rom-com about one grumpy recluse, one reluctant perfectionist, and one contractual catastrophe that will either end in true love... Or arson with tax deductions.

"Any who don the title of 'king' or anything of the sort in my presence is nothing more than an ignorant fool. This is my land and I shall be reclaiming it soon. I am Cacophony, the Vampire Empress!" As those words left her lips, every cell in my body reacted. It was unreal—no, it was otherworldly. Her beauty, her power, and her overwhelming arrogance. It might've been then that I realized that my normal life had ended. How did it come to this? Ah, it was curiosity. Yes, a deathly curiosity brought me to that graveyard that day. It was there that I stumbled upon her coffin. I had absolutely no clue what I was doing then, and even now I have no idea what possessed me to touch it—that single moment changed the course of history for the entire world. I found myself delving into a completely unknown world. Should I regret it? Maybe. But the truth is, I don't. Exploring the world’s hidden secrets, forging unexpected bonds, and living alongside the revived empress—it’s exciting. "Even if it's wrong, I think I'm going to enjoy every moment of it."

[You have died 100 times!] [100x Multiplier to all Stats!] The gods fell, their potent blood rained through the universe like a flood corrupting the entire cosmos, including earth! Their divine blood infected the various earthly creatures, turning them into horrible mutations, impacting the very fabric of reality and space, generating dimensional realms on and beyond earth. For this reason, God energy manifested. Barren planets gained life, wild beasts gained god cells, becoming mutations and a few humans awakened several talent. After a few centuries, humans were able to absorb God energy by killing Fiendgods and implanting God cells within their bodies, altering their very genetic makeup and transforming themselves into true abominations. … In the future, Karl Morningstar, was at home when he received a message from his younger female colleague. “I am home alone, want to come over?” Without hesitation, Karl rushed out of his home with his scooter trying to score some good time when he was hit by a truck. He died with an astonishing amount of remorse that he reincarnated to the past, only to find himself groping the Head-Instructor in public who had came to wake his predecessor up from his sleep. For the second time, he died. [Ding! Death-Multiplier System upgraded to lvl 100 unlocked; 10,000 times Multiplier upon death!] [All stats Increased by 10,000 times!] [Death Clone ability Unlocked] [Death Clone (Lv:100): When body part is severed, your severed parts can now regenerate into infinite controllable clones] [Upgrade system to unlock more multiplier and abilities!] [Please die again for more benefits!] … In a world where a single mistake can lead to your death, follow Karl as he tries his possible best to make mistakes in this dangerous world!  

‘How did this happen’ The young man, practically a boy, looked at the scene in front of him. In just one glance it was possible to see dozens of people, more closely he was sure there could be hundreds or thousands of people prostrating themselves in front of him. From the center of the city square to the adjacent streets in front of the temple, with a frightening similarity to what happened in the Vatican when the Pope gave a speech. The young man sitting on a throne too big for him, inside a marble temple he could see expressions of happiness, reverence, gratitude and in some a small hint of fear. Not that he paid much attention to the others, his attention was mainly drawn to the group directly below the throne. This group was made up of people of various ages, from old men with gray and wrinkled hair, but with strangely healthy bodies and postures upright like poles, to young people of various ages including children. What this group in particular had in common was their expression, which could only be described as fanatical as they looked at the young man. The only thing that was going on in the young man's head, with all this excessive attention, was simply... ‘How did things get like this?!!!! I was just playing a game!!!!’ In a room in an ordinary apartment, in an ordinary city. A seemingly ordinary young man could be seen lying in bed with a cell phone on his chest. The cell phone was on and showing scenes from what appeared to be a game. With a small and intriguing coincidence that the young man sitting on a huge throne inside a marble temple was completely identical to the sleeping young man. ********************************************** Thanks to ImagineArt for the image

Once a notorious death row inmate, Crazy had no memory of his past. Only a life spent rotting away in a padded cell, his only concern, the Rats. His reality was a gray blur, defined only by isolation and confusion. But everything changed when he was suddenly dragged into a fantasy world, summoned as a 'Hero', and got a mysterious 'System' painfully and forcefully integrated into him. Now, free in an unfamiliar realm, Crazy is determined to unravel the mystery of his past and the strange yet familiar world he’s been cast into. But with his fractured mind, godlike strength, and a hidden, terrifying secret... He may be more dangerous than anyone realizes. What kind of man is he, and what does he truly want? Survival? Redemption? Or something far darker? But still, crazy is crazy, after all. (Rewrite)

In the Great Chu Kingdom, demons and evils were rampant. In this world, there were martial artists, Taoists, Buddhists, demons, and spooks. Xu Bai crossed over and was up to a hellish start because he was in a bandit fortress cell. When the danger came, he found that his comprehension seemed to be a little unusual. [Observe the nameless blade marks on the wall and comprehend the Bone Breaking Blade Technique.] [Observe the forging book and comprehend the forging method] [Observe the Trigrams Sutra and comprehend the Trigrams Reckoning.] When entering the bandit fortress, Xu Bai was handcuffed with chains, and when leaving the bandit fortress, Xu Bai was carrying a ghost-headed sword. "In this world, there are many things that can be seen. I am just more observant than all of you." Xu Bai laughed.

Ye Feng transmigrated into a parallel world where there were few games and obtained the game production system. As long as the players gave a "super difficult" rating, he could improve his game production ability, However, seeing the "very easy" comments on the game forum, Ye Feng was shocked, and he descended to the alternate world with the ninth art. "Getting Over It With Bennett Ford", "Undead Cells", "Bleedborne", "Sekiro"... A series of games was born. He would like to see who dared to say that these games were very simple! Admit it, rookies. It's all because you suck！ However, players whose confidence was shattered by these games still firmly moved the cursor to that option! "Very easy!"

This man had a thing for creating "arty corpses. " Gait of a soldier, calmness of a saint yet temperament of a depraved, he should have been caged. Even the strongest of the alloys would have degraded on his mere sinister glance, carving a path for him to walk free. Yet here he was-- a wandering predator in the light of the day. He soon qualified for bondage by special means. A system created to conscript the prodigies of wickedness, took notice of him. No matter how unwilling, he was under those watchful eyes. But the truth was, he was still above their rules, untamed and unbroken. He began hunting those within the system itself. He became something greater- a favoured entity, a popular character among many. A gap was then created even among those in the system, forging a competitive spirit. But should they dare to risk it all, no matter how fascinating he seemed? None survived to provide feedback on their experience yet the boss let it slide-- for now. This man was indeed special, the boss personally checked him and speculated that there must be a rolling key. Patience might be the only thing that saves you, dear reader......because once you step into his world, escape is no longer an option. * WARNING: GORE content, SLOW BURN ROMANCE. (BL) The story is unpredictable and contains vague instances especially in the initial chapters which might take few chapters to establish the connections. This is my first novel. Apologies.*

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La vie de Rain Clayton prend un tournant inattendu lorsqu'elle détruit la voiture de son petit ami infidèle, seulement pour découvrir qu'elle n'appartient pas à lui—elle est celle d'un inconnu. Pis encore, elle découvre par accident qu'elle est mariée à cet inconnu, nul autre qu'Alexandre Lancaster, le Vice-Président reclus et PDG du puissant Groupe Lancaster. Élevée dans une famille qui la maltraitait et maintenant sous la pression de son père pour épouser le fils psychopathe du maire, Rain voit ce mariage surprise comme une bénédiction déguisée. Après des années de souffrance, il semble que les cieux aient enfin pris pitié d'elle, lui offrant un mari milliardaire séduisant—un homme impitoyable envers ses ennemis et exactement ce dont elle a besoin pour échapper aux griffes de sa famille. Mais il y a un gros problème : Alexandre veut un divorce immédiat. Déterminée à le garder, Rain conclut un marché pour prolonger leur mariage, selon ses conditions. Maintenant, tout ce qu'elle a à faire, c'est le convaincre de la garder pour toujours... Quelques semaines ont passé depuis leur mariage surprise… « Que fais-tu ? » s'exclama Rain, les yeux écarquillés alors qu'elle observait Alexandre ramper sur son lit. « J'accomplis mes devoirs de mari, » répondit-il avec un sourire narquois. « Tu ne peux pas dormir ici ! C'est contraire à notre contrat ! » « Je ne le viole pas, » dit Alexandre en haussant les épaules. « Le contrat spécifie que tu rempliras tous les devoirs d'épouse, sauf partager mon lit. Il ne dit rien concernant le fait que je ne puisse pas accomplir les devoirs de mari, y compris partager ton lit. » La situation avait basculé, et on dirait qu'elle n'était plus la seule à avoir le contrôle...

When he failed to find his fated human mate after seven years of searching, alpha Damon decides to abduct seventy-five young women from all over the city who fit within his Luna’s age range and description, to have them trained for his selection. What starts off as a competition for the alpha’s heart quickly turns to a bloody game of survival. *** “What’s your name?” Damon asked, his voice clipped and cold. Though his eyes were narrowed, they were a bit mad around the edges. The blonde woman in front of him traced a red coated fingertip over his tattooed chest, all the way to his slightly exposed pelvis. She smacked her lips at the obvious bulge in his tight pants. “If you wanted a good time, why didn’t you just say so?” She threw a side long glance at the rest of the women cooped up in the cells, their fingers desperately grabbing the bars and yelling obscenities at the man who thought it was a good idea to abduct them for his personal reasons. “Why don’t we go somewhere private?” She added with a seductive wink. The alpha’s patience wore thin but he remained calm. “What.is.your.name?” He repeated with the slightest hint of annoyance. His eyes dipped to the card in her hand and she followed suit, smiling at the words on them; Luna 37. She rolled her eyes and tossed the paper aside. Did he seriously expect them to believe he was some alpha werewolf? Was that his play for getting laid? She scoffed at his silly roleplay antics. Werewolves were fictional but if that was what got him in the mood, she didn't mind playing along. He was definitely her type. “The name is Tyla Woodley…” He moved like a blur, snapping her neck like a twig. The other prisoners screamed at the top of their lungs as Tyla’s body thudded to the floor in a crumpled heap. Damon flexed his neck and arms before starting towards the cells. When he approached, all the women retreated, crying and screaming. He unlocked a cell and raked the women with his eyes. Shuffling forward, he yanked one out by the scruff of her neck. “NO! Cleo! Let her go!” A wide-eyed woman screamed from another cell, banging the bars violently. “Let her go, you monstrous cunt! Fuck you! You hear me? FUCK YOU, DAMON WAYNE!” He froze at the mention of his full name, and let go of the whimpering prisoner who crawled back into the open cell on all fours. Slowly, Damon advanced towards the rude woman’s cell but she didn’t back away like the others. She gripped the bars and spat in his face when he was standing in front of her. “Couldn’t find yourself a Luna, tough guy? No surprise there. The moon goddess must not have been able to bring herself to torture an innocent woman with the tragic fate of being your Luna.” Damon reined in the rage bubbling within him by gritting his teeth. This one wasn't as clueless as the dead one. “What is your name?” She knew he wanted her to mention the name on her card; Luna 91. He had just killed a prisoner who gave her actual name. However, he didn't hint at her card by looking at it. His eyes never left hers. She inhaled sharply. To hell with him. As long as her sister, Cleopatra, could remain safe long enough for them to figure out a way to escape from here, she didn't mind distracting the monster as long as she could. “Luna 91, Asshole!” He shot her a roguish grin. "Welcome to hell, Luna 91." He said before reaching beyond the bars and grabbing her neck amidst deafening screams.

Screams. Wails. Cries. Sobs. Regrets. Punishments. Sufferings. Pain. Pain. And Pain. Hell reeks of those smells. Scratchy and dark? Emotionless and screeching like nails on a chalkboard? I smirk. You poor little, clueless souls. Tall slender, wearing a red silk suit; his eyes have pure darkness. Stare at me, and I will get you to tell me what you desire; the words spoken in a deep, soft tone make the hair stand up at the back of your neck. He has tried to make people believe that darkness and evil are all myths. That way, he lures them to his dungeon and Grins at their pain and blood splattering all over the floor as the rats feast on the remains of the dead bodies. His dark eyes mislead you into trusting him and make you feel like it's the safest place to be. Lucifer brings fear into others just by the whisper of his name. He walks across the dungeon as his slaves plead for death; the anticipation of the unimaginable makes their hearts race with fear. Lucifer Morningstar turned his son into a demon.”Love has no boundaries.” Joshua and his sister both have secrets, and the only person who knows the secret is buried six feet under. Lucifer's enemies never live long enough to tell the tale, and being the most feared and cruel person on earth makes his family a constant target. “You were a heartless asshole, and now your family will pay dearly for the lives you have ruined.” consequences of his actions will lead to death, and death will bring darkness and chaos, “You took my family; now I will make you all suffer.” Prison has turned him into the monster that he became. The shadows and tales you have heard are all actual; the bedtime stories that were read to him as a child were not just a story but a sign to prepare him for the future. Evil will always follow you wherever you go.”Dwell, but don’t dwell too far and be away for long; my shadow will draw you back to where you belong, “It's either with me, or you are dead.” The more you fight it, the weaker you become; walk carefully and look back. Those shadows aren't ordinary. It's your enemies within you, “I will trail you, I will call you, and I will kill you if you dare to ignore me.” “You feel weak as I watch your blood drip to the concrete ground; there is no giving up, for you have lives to save. “That’s enough, dad; now it's our turn.” “Your turn?” He laughs as his kids are locked in a cell; Joshua and Tiffany have had enough. It's time they go up against their father. At first, he laughs, then realizes he underestimated his own kids. “Who will get the last laugh now? Father.” “Will we love you enough to spare you? Darkness is within us; your suffering will make you heartless and merciless. We have suffered enough; now it's your turn. Father” “You have spilled enough blood, and I will stop you even if it takes everything within me; I am nothing like you.” “Your Perfect life was not so perfect, especially if you had to protect the girl you love against your father.” Welcome to Dark honor. ”A quick death is more pleasurable than being in the presence of Lucifer Morningstar.”

Synopsis SYNOPSIS: The Villainess Reborn with a 999x Cheat System! Betrayed. Poisoned. Tossed away like trash. Gu Qingyan, the most beautiful and talented noblewoman in the empire, was framed for treason and executed in a cold prison cell. Labeled a villainess, she died with nothing but hatred in her heart. But when she opened her eyes again… she was back in the past! This time, she won’t play their game—she will destroy it. [Ding! You have activated the 999x Cheat System!] Skill acquired: Absolute Memory! (Never forget anything, even past lives!) Skill acquired: Peerless Beauty! (Your beauty stuns the world!) Skill acquired: Supreme Alchemy! (Turn trash into treasures!) Armed with limitless skills and knowledge of every betrayal, Gu Qingyan becomes unstoppable. But just as she begins her revenge… a mysterious man appears, smirking as he traps her against the wall. “You think you’re the only one who reincarnated?” Now, the game has changed.