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Naruto Dies Durimg Jiraiyas Training

Guide To Train My Beast Husbands

“Let me lick it clean,” said Xie Daiyu as he looked at Ruan Chanchan’s wound. Hearing his suggestion, Ruan Chanchan paused and looked at the mer in shock. She pursed her lips and said to him, “You are kidding me. Aren’t you?” “Why do you think I am joking?” The mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan gritted her teeth and said, “Because the wound is not somewhere you can just lick me.” “What's the matter?” Xie Daiyu asked with an innocent expression, even though his lips were about to curl in a smirk. “You are a beast woman, and I am a beast mer… this is nothing.” He pushed Ruan Chanchan down on the ground, his fingers skimming against her inner thigh. “It will be over in a matter of seconds.” Like hell it did! She ended up becoming the mother of his child. ** “This is not how you are supposed to do it.” With a frown, Rong Xian stared at her. The mer was usually silent, but today he was unusually chatty. Ruan Chanchan rolled her eyes while peering out of a boulder. She was staring at the sea while trying to look for the prince of the Basilosauruses. Her eyes kept flickering as she said to the mer behind her, “I need to talk with the prince, no matter what.” “Oh, and what do you want to talk to him about?” “Just about the salt trade.” “And what are you going to offer him in return?” the mer asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan frowned at his question. She turned to look at him before saying, “What can I offer? At most, we can discuss some kind of cooperation.” Rong Xian licked his lips as he moved forward. He caught hold of the woman and turned her around as he pressed her against the boulder. “I don’t know about cooperation, but we can discuss copulation. What do you say, Miss Ruan? Do you want this prince to give you a litter of little basilosauruses?” ** “You need to put more strength into it,” said Liang Feng. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the weak woman who was trying to pull the fang out of her arm. Ruan Chanchan frowned and scowled at the mer. She said to him, “Do you think that it's so easy?! Why don’t you do it if you think that it's that easy?” The mer sighed and crouched down. He reached out and caught Ruan Chanchan’s arm in his hands and, without waiting for the woman to say anything else, he pulled the fang out of her arm. “AHHH—urk!” Ruan Chanchan’s scream came to a sudden halt when the mer fed her a piece of flame fruit, which was sweet and delicious. “Feeling alright?” Liang Feng asked with a tilt of his head. Ruan Chanchan nodded, and the mer smiled. “Good girl.” ** Kaboom! “You have to be kidding me!” That's how Ruan Chanchan felt after landing in a prehistoric world where not only did a gender other than men and women exist, but on top of that, these people could turn into beastmen! The second she arrived, Ruan Chanchan was almost squashed to death — but somehow she managed to escape. Don’t ask her how she did it; Ruan Chanchan still had some ptsd due to that incident. But if that was not bad enough, the world where she landed was also about to end. Great. Let the world know that Ruan Chanchan had offended some great immortal somewhere. Now, if she wanted to survive, then not only did she have to teach these beastmen how to farm, cook and clean themselves—You don’t want to get her started on how dirty these beastmen could be without knowing how to clean their hands and shower every day. And raw meat—yuck. Easy? Not! Not only did she transmigrate into the body of a fool, but she also ended up becoming the only beast woman who had no beast form. With a broken beast nucleus, Ruan Chanchan couldn’t find a single person who would willingly trust her. Fortunately, she had a supermarket system with her. Watch her use cotton balls and antiseptic ointments to stop the minor bleeding of the beastmen and use common antiparasitic medications to save a dying beast cub.
fairytail72 · 7K Views

Training the Yandere Villain into a Henpecked Husband

On his last mission, Lilican transmigrated into the poor cannon fodder in the story, the human who was sacrificed to stop the Evil Dragon’s rampage. The Evil Dragon was feared by everyone because of his immense power and his penchant for violence. Lilican’s mission was to stop the villain from destroying the world and change the cannon fodder’s fate. The system said, “Let’s kill the Evil Dragon!” But Lilican thought, the Evil Dragon is handsome, rich, and powerful, wouldn’t it be a waste to kill him? Why kill when he could conquer instead? So Lilican started his days of training the villain Evil Dragon into a henpecked husband. But just as Lilican was enjoying his days of getting everything he wanted with a single word, troubles kept coming to him. The plot that he tried so hard to avoid kept “correcting” itself. This damn plot wouldn’t stop bothering him, right? Okay! He wouldn’t be Lilican if he didn’t cause trouble! Evil Dragon, who finally got married after thousands of years: Wife, don’t dirty your hands. I got this. —-- Interviewer: Who is Lilican? Evil Dragon: My beloved wife, love of my life, my reason for living, the light of my soul, my reverse scale, the softest part of my heart, blah blah blah… (10,000 words of love declaration omitted) Commoners: A saint! Our savior! Our great benefactor! Corrupt nobles: DEMON CONCUBINE! THE EVIL QUEEN! Lilican: Who? Me? I’m just a weak and pitiful human, in need of my dragon’s protection 24/7, right, hubby? Evil Dragon: My wife is always right! – Warning: None of the main characters are purely good. This is a not-so-serious story interspersed with serious moments.
99blueroses · 1.6K Views

I Regress if the Villainess Dies!

Xian lived his days doing what he loved, conquering the dating sim game he played with a touch of tragedy again and again looking for a way romance to one character. But, just when he reached what seemed to be the prelude of the route he wanted, it turns out that was the end of it as the game rolled the credits. "What!? Are you kidding me?" Indignant and was almost about to smash his laptop, an email notification plastered itself on the screen which caught his attention. If this were a novel, then he knew too well what happens next when something like that pops up. And he was right. Apparently some entities that were watching him got touched by his dedication. But still, he did a grave sin of not taking care of his body which caused him to die. As a compromise, the entities decided to punish him, by making him relieve doing what he loved. Transmigrating him in the game world he loved so much, to accomplish what he left unfinished and reach ‘the end’ he wanted to witness. But his first day didn’t went so well, as just minutes into reincarnation his vision already spun. He had been beheaded. By the orders of the very same character he was trying to save. That was his first regression. “Damn bitch.” He spat out of habit right in front of her. It was a habit he developed whenever he got frustrated with her character. He was beheaded once more, then came his second regression again. No Updates on Saturday and Sunday, 3-5 Chapters a Week. Also available on ScribbleHub and RoyalRoad!
Yuzai_Rearu · 22.2K Views

Cameraman Never Dies

In the greed-filled world of corporate empires and magic knights, Min Jae was a king in business, with pockets so deep he could drown in them. That is, until his life deemed his playthrough unfair and gave him a red card. Poison was his family's best friend, as everyone had at least tasted it once, not twice because they never could. Death was never on his calendar, neither was an offer for a divine gig. Enter the Deity of Stories, a celestial being with a fetish for plot twists, who offers Min Jae a deal he can't refuse: become her divine cameraman. No, not the kind with a lens, but one who records the tales of mortals. In return, he gets a second shot at life, in a world where his dearly departed parents are alive and well, ready to dote on him from birth. Reborn as Judge (because “Min Jae 2.0” sounded too dull), he quickly realizes this new life is no gift. This steampunk utopia, filled with airships, clockwork gadgets, and an alarming lack of Wi-Fi, thrives on manipulation. But who needs the internet when you have a divine camera and the sharp mind to control it all? Judge isn’t just here to record stories; he’s here to write them, casting himself as the mastermind behind every twist and turn. Armed with his divine powers, he navigates complex schemes, power-hungry nobles, and ruthless industrialists, all while keeping his ultimate goal hidden: to ascend to godhood and rewrite his own fate. Of course, he generally makes a glorious mess of things, all while trying to keep his dear parents blissfully unaware of his less-than-angelic schemes. But as the stakes rise and the Deity of Stories watches his every move, Judge must tread carefully. Can he manipulate his way to the top, or will he become just another character in someone else’s plot twist? --- Just a quick disclaimer: The book steers clear of any unwanted adult stuff. However, it does feature a potentially disturbing amount of violence—enough to make you wonder about the author's mental health. So proceed with caution—and maybe a shield!
CloudCatcher · 358.2K Views
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