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Dari CEO Menjadi Selir

Yan Zheyun terlahir dan dibesarkan untuk menjadi pemenang. Orang tuanya masuk dalam Daftar Forbes, dia adalah lulusan terbaik dalam kelasnya di universitas teratas di negaranya, dan yang menjadi puncak dari semua itu adalah dia terpilih sebagai 'idola sekolah' selama empat tahun berturut-turut oleh teman-temannya. Dan sekarang, di usia dua puluh lima tahun, Yan Zheyun bangga menjadi ketua dan CEO dari perusahaan teknologi miliknya sendiri. Namun yang seharusnya menjadi hari terbahagia dalam hidupnya berubah menjadi hari terburuk ketika ia mendengar suara robot asing saat menyeberang jalan untuk membeli kopi, hanya karena dia tidak bisa menunggu sekretarisnya kembali dari ruang fotokopi. [LAPORAN BUG #193842347: DETEKSI JIWA DUNIA LAIN. MEMULAI SEKUENSI DEPORTASI.] Dan kemudian dia meninggal. Dalam kecelakaan mobil yang sangat membosankan dan sangat biasa. …kecuali mungkin dia tidak mati. Hal pertama yang dipikirkan Yan Zheyun setelah dia membuka matanya dan menemukan dirinya di sebuah kamar yang terlihat seperti set drama istana dalam adalah: Wow, kopi itu tidak sebanding. Hal kedua yang dia pikirkan setelah dia menyadari bahwa dia sekarang berada di dalam novel BL sejarah dan telah tertransportasi ke tubuh seorang kecantikan tragis yang akan (segera) digunakan dan disiksa oleh beberapa kekasihnya adalah: Sepertinya saya membuka mata dengan teknik yang salah, mari saya coba lagi…eh, masih di sini. Ya sudahlah. Sial. Dari CEO menjadi budak rendahan, Yan Zheyun tidak percaya dengan nasibnya. Terjebak di dunia baru dan dikelilingi puncak-puncak gila (dikenal sebagai ‘Sahabat Masa Kecil’, ‘Anak Jenderal’, ‘Pangeran Mahkota’, ‘Pangeran Lain’, ‘Duke yang Menyeramkan’ dll.), Yan Zheyun menyadari bahwa pengalamannya selama satu hari sebagai CEO tidak mempersiapkannya dengan cukup untuk kehidupan baru yang penuh penderitaan ini. Namun dia bukan tipe orang yang menyerah tanpa perlawanan jadi…Yan Zheyun dengan tegas memutuskan untuk menjauh dari garis plot romantis yang menakutkan, mencoba menulis garis plot politik baru, dan selagi melakukannya, berpegangan pada paha-paha besar, berusaha mendapatkan kebaikan dari yang berkuasa. Dan dalam monarki dinasti, paha siapa yang lebih baik untuk digenggam selain kaisar sendiri? Liu Yao: …Sang Penguasa mengizinkanmu untuk memeluk bagian lainnya juga. Pasangan: - Sang-Penguasa-Tampak-Keras-Tapi-Rahasia-Baik!Kaisar Top VS Aku-Tampak-Seperti-Kelinci-Tapi-Rahasia-Serigala!Budak Bawah - BUKAN harem, seluruh cerita adalah 1v1 Peringatan: - Novel ini menangani beberapa masalah berat yang timbul sebagai akibat dari perbudakan dan sistem kasta. Saya telah menambahkan peringatan pemicu di mana relevan tetapi hanya sebagai pengingat, bajingan disebut bajingan karena alasan! Update: 21:00 GMT+8 Diilustrasikan Oleh: HAZHE
Queeniecat · 40 Views

The Karmic Comeback: Capture the Beast and Turn the Tides

After enduring three lifetimes of hardships and bloodshed, Bai Feiyin was promised with glitters and rainbows in her fourth life by none other than her contracted beast after it ascends. But before she could even achieve her goal, everything went down the drain as she decided not to fall victim into what...? A con-artist's trap?! "What a bull!" Thrown into a backward existence, she can only grit her teeth and pull a hankerchief in rage. Since she can't directly blame the gods, Bai Feiyin swear to get back with her so-called companion beast. "Argh! Y-you treacherous snake! I knew from the start that you couldn't be trusted! I should have roasted you when I saw you dying the first time we met, not signing that sham contract and work with you to ascend!" The anger in her system didn't subside. "You sent me back to my first life? For real? Wow, wow fantastic! What perfect shit!"  She specifically told him not in this life, that despicable man! "So you want to toy with me? Then be it! I will scour the mountains and hunt you down! I don't believe that I go back in time, you, my contracted beast won't go back as well," she uttered resolutely. Face beet red, burning in rage, she stared intently at the pigeon bloodstone inside her palms with a mark of a serpent's slitted eyes. "Those two other lives filled with war and bloodshed weren't lived in vain. Since you've sent me here, I will bury you along with those greedy pigs from the Bai Main Branch who owe me and my family four lifetimes' worth of debts!" Not long after she bemoaned, "Hmm, no hold on." Revealing a bit rather conflicted look, she tried to suppress her ire upon cooking up something like a shrewd mastermind. "On the second thought, just burying Hong with that regretfully good-looking face of his would be such a pity..." she pondered, but very soon snapped with glee. "Fine, it's a wrap! I will capture that little snake and work his ass like he did to me!" Bai Feiyin, looking like a greedy hyena, found her resolved with bright twinkling eyes that casted away the shadows under her swollen eyes. "Let's sell him off to some rich aunties and get lots of dowries!" *** This will include beastmen but in the form of spirit beasts. There's a hint of cultivation but just subtle that's why I didn't add it as a tag. Please support me thank you!
Cloneheart · 35.6K Views

BOW DOWN TO THE MIGHTY ANCIENT FLUFF BALL? wow that name sucks

Suddenly, the yard around me seemed to fade, the sunlight dimming. In its place, a suffocating darkness closed in, the sound of chains rattling in the still air. Cold metal bit into my wrists, and I could feel the damp stone floor beneath me. I was back there again. The smell of damp stone and iron filled my lungs, the faint drip of water echoing in the distance. The darkness seemed to press in from all sides, suffocating, unrelenting. My body ached—each bone, each muscle screaming in silent protest—but the worst pain wasn't physical. It was the crushing weight of betrayal. "Still alive, little brother?" Jun Shen's voice slithered through the darkness, sickly sweet, as if we were merely playing some twisted game. Maybe it was, maybe that's what I am to him, a play toy."How resilient of you. But tell me, how long do you think that will last?" His footsteps echoed, slow and deliberate, and my breath caught in my throat. The chains that bound my wrists trembled as I shifted, trying in vain to lift my head. I couldn't see him, but I could feel him—his presence a dark, looming shadow that filled the place, leaving no room for hope. "You've always been the weak one, Xuan Jie," he said, squatting down so his face was level with mine. I could feel his breath against my ear, his voice dripping with mockery. "A disgrace to the family name. You can't even protect yourself, much less live up to our father's legacy." I clenched my fists, though the chains barely allowed movement. I wanted to fight back, to scream at him, but my body refused to obey. I was too weak, too fucking weak to fight ."bloody hell" I cursed weakly.The ache in my limbs was nothing compared to the cold that had settled in my heart—the realization that the person I had looked up to, the brother I had admired, had betrayed me in the cruelest way imaginable. "I trusted you," I whispered, my voice barely more than a rasp. The words felt fragile, like they would shatter under the weight of his disdain. I hated myself for falling so low, for being so weak, so stupid to the point I trusted to devil himself. Jun Shen chuckled, a sound that sent a chill down my spine. "Trust? How naive you are, little brother. Trust is a weakness. It blinds you, makes you soft. That's why you've always been a disappointment to Father. You're too weak to survive in this world." I knew it wasn't a lie, I let father down so many times but he still cared and protected me leading him to his own demise . His words were like daggers, each one aimed with precision at the parts of me that still tried to hope. My vision blurred, and I couldn't tell if it was from the pain or from the tears I refused to let fall. Jun Shen rose, his silhouette towering over me. "Look at you now. Pathetic." His voice turned cold, the mockery replaced by something darker, more dangerous. "You should have known better than to think I'd ever see you as my equal. You're nothing but a stain on this family's honor." I felt the weight of his boot pressing down on my chest, pinning me to the floor. My body screamed in agony, but the pain was drowned out by the anger that roared to life within me. My brother—my blood—had reduced me to this. I had trusted him, and he had taken everything from me. "You..." My voice cracked, barely audible, but the fury behind it was real. "You'll regret this." Jun Shen's grip tightened around the chains that bound me, and he yanked them hard, sending fresh waves of pain coursing through my body. His smile never wavered. "Oh, little brother," he said softly, his voice dripping with mock affection. "The only thing I regret is not doing this sooner." For a moment, all I could feel was the crushing weight of his betrayal, the cold bite of the chains, the suffocating darkness of the cell. But somewhere, deep beneath the pain, something else stirred—something fierce, something unbreakable. A spark. The memory shattered, leaving me gasping for breath,
fluffball · 7.2K Views

The Silent Survivor in the Shadows of the Wilderness

The Silent Survivor in the Shadows of the Wilderness A long-awaited school trip to a remote wilderness takes a dark and terrifying turn when the students find themselves trapped in a deadly hunt. What was meant to be a peaceful retreat soon descends into a waking nightmare as they realize the forest hides something far worse than wild animals. Lurking in the shadows are a group of killers—psychopaths with no mercy, who thrive on fear and chaos, using the dense wilderness as their hunting ground. Among the students is Zenji Takahara, a quiet and unassuming loner with a dark obsession—he devours horror and survival movies, always overthinking every possible threat, preparing for scenarios no one else ever considers. Though he never wanted to come on this trip, his protective instincts for his younger brother and best friends forced his hand. Armed with survival gear, night vision, thermal goggles, and a mind trained to spot danger in every corner, Zenji is the only one truly ready for what’s coming. But Zenji’s obsession with survival goes far beyond mere preparedness. He’s trained in multiple martial arts, knows how to kill quickly and efficiently, and is not afraid to do what must be done to protect the ones he cares about. As the killers begin their hunt, Zenji finds himself in a deadly game of cat and mouse, battling not only the twisted psychopaths hiding in the forest, but also the terror closing in on the survivors. The question is not whether Zenji can survive the killers—but whether anyone can survive him.
PrabatSubba · 1.6K Views
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