Muscle Theft

Van and his friend Magus had reincarnated in another world with magic. Tasked to kill the demon lord, they set forth. Van was granted very rough skills that made life for him in that world a living hell, yet he muscled through. Magus however, was bestowed with unfair skills. Due to some of said skills, he gained a harem, which in time, included the girlfriend Van made in the world. After beating the Demon Lord, and after finding out his girlfriend had been stolen from him, he got very upset and so he went to propose to... The Demon Lord...!?

WhatsApp info:+12723 328 343 Website info: http s:// adware recovery specialist. com Email info: Adware recovery specialist (@) auctioneer. net Telegram info: http s:// t.me/ adware recovery specialist1 Last week, I unfortunately lost a huge amount of cryptocurrency Bitcoin ($180,000 AUD), Ethereum ($125,000 AUD), Litecoin ($60,000 AUD), and Solana ($24,000 AUD) to an online romance scam. It was a devastating experience, and I had no idea how to recover my funds. I felt completely helpless and unsure where to turn for help. However, after seeing a glowing review online for ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, I decided to give them a try, and I’m so glad I did. ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST is a platform known for its expertise in helping individuals recover lost cryptocurrency. They offer professional recovery services for those who’ve been scammed, hacked, or faced any kind of theft involving digital assets. Their team is made up of specialists with deep knowledge of various cryptocurrencies and blockchain technology, making them particularly well-equipped to handle complex recovery cases. When I reached out to ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST, I was amazed at how quickly they responded. The team took the time to thoroughly understand the details of my case and assured me that they would do everything in their power to recover my funds. Within 48 hours, my funds were successfully recovered. The entire process was smooth and efficient, thanks to their team’s professionalism and cutting-edge tools. They were able to trace the stolen cryptocurrency, pinpoint where it had gone, and work through the necessary channels to get it back. What sets ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST apart from other services is their comprehensive approach. They don’t just rely on basic tools; their team uses advanced technology to trace and track cryptocurrency transactions across different blockchains. This allows them to locate lost funds that would otherwise be difficult or even impossible to recover. Their experts also work closely with relevant authorities and exchange platforms to resolve any issues and ensure a successful recovery. If you’ve found yourself in a similar situation and need help recovering lost cryptocurrency, I highly recommend ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST. Their team is dedicated, professional, and highly skilled at what they do. They helped me recover my lost Bitcoin, Ethereum, Litecoin, and Solana, and I couldn’t be more grateful. You can easily contact them through direct messages, and they will guide you through the recovery process every step of the way. No one should have to feel powerless after losing hard-earned money to a scam. ADWARE RECOVERY SPECIALIST offers a ray of hope for anyone going through the devastating experience of losing cryptocurrency.

Zhou Dao transmigrated to a world where demons rampaged and Daoist laws ruled. His sect was in straitened circumstances, and their property was on the brink of being demolished. Desperate, Zhou Dao had his eyes fixed on the coffin of the sect’s Grandmaster and decided to do something with it. A voice rang, “D*mn! You are actually plotting to steal my skull. With your attitude, Sunset Mountain has a chance of reaching its heyday again!” On that very night, the corpse of the Grandmaster moved! Moving forward, Zhou Dao would receive rewards whenever he offered up demonic beasts as sacrifices to the Grandmaster. He offered up a 1000-year zombie as a sacrifice and received the Indestructible Body of Demon Refining. He offered up a nine-tailed demon fox as a sacrifice and received a Fox Girl Puppet. He offered up a demon turtle from the Eastern Sea as a sacrifice and received a high-power muscle massage gun. … For eons, countless Daoist members meditated on The Yellow Court Classic. For years to come, Zhou Dao harvested countless demonic beasts with no intention of burying them. Many years later, in the same Daoist temple, Zhou Dao sat at the front door as he bore witness to the joy and the sorrow of all creations. He had seen birth, illness, death, and all sorts of bizarre phenomena. He put on a crooked grin as he said, “I offer up the heavens and the earth as a sacrifice.”

Cyrus was a man who was born into poverty and had to learn how to fend for himself on his own. His parents struggled to find a way to make ends meet, so he had to resort to petty theft and deception in order to keep himself alive. As time went on, he began to lose sight of who he truly was, which was protecting his family from the cruelty of the world. All he could think of was how to become wealthier and wealthier, no matter the cost. Through a combination of charm, manipulation, and ruthlessness, Cyrus clawed his way to success, only for it to be taken away from him after he was brutally crushed by the poor architectural designs of his apartment complex. It seemed death wasn't the end for him when he came face-to-face with a god who called himself Omnixis. They were able to make a deal that he has no recollection of, and he was reborn as Cyrus Moreno in the world of Elyria.

~Updates Daily~ (usually near 8PM ET / 1AM GMT) Other Tags: #GL #Slice of Life #Comedy #TheStrongActingWeak #ChildhoodSweethearts (It counts!) Single love interest Yuri! No lengthy misunderstandings over this fact~ --- After failing to ascend to the heights of Divinity despite all her preparations, an ancient cultivator finds herself not embracing the emptiness of the void - but the interior warmth of a womb. Her memories intact despite her spirit being a merest fraction of her height - and her trusted Astralism unchanged - she carefully starts over from an infant. How to navigate her family: [really easy with only two parents and an estate full of servants!] How to portray herself: [everyone likes 'sweet' kids and trusts (underestimates) 'weak' girls!] How 'quickly' to reveal the power she gathers: [this region is a 'backwater', let's just take it slow~] How her marriage was arranged before birth: [my parents adore me so at an appropriate time I'll just have it cance- oh?] Dealing with an 'amusing' deceit: ['he' looks worried still, but 'he' doesn't have to worry from me!] Confronting the 'boy' in private: [whatever their iffy plan is, I just obtained a husband-wife~] Even in a new life, | Elua er Goltbred | can't and doesn't *want* to change who she really is. A scheming cultivator. A possessive lover. Neither of those things had been a real hindrance to the Peak of Demi-God. Balancing the two in this life - without driving away the young 'boy' she decided would be hers - centers as much around helping | Qatrand er Yecine | find herself... as it is hoping to ease the fiance into how messed up the 'younger' girl honestly is. It's a good thing that the reborn cultivator can improvise with her ridiculous control of an Illusion Astralism - because plans fail and unexpected things happen when you're not *really* a genius. Like her Physique in this life allowing the lightest 'grip' to crack stone... | Qat | (the nickname picked almost instantly!) despite being a little stunted by her family environment early on, finds her future wife to be 'cute' on their first meeting. ... she really shouldn't have let on. It made her | El | kind of vain. Oh, and muscles. | Elua | : I just like looking at them, okay!? Is it so weird? People can have hobbies... - - - > Types of Cultivation // Spiritual (Soul), Physical (Body), Essence (Qi) > Aspect Trinity // Astralism, Physique, Element 'Ranks' Initial - Early, Mid, Late Lower Realms // Enchanter, Primalist, Breacher Upper Realms // Defier, Demi-god, Divinity - Echelons (First -> Seventh[Peak]) - - - Cover Art: AI Text Prompt Generation + title (etc.) added with an image editor. I also tend to do other 'fixes' in post! Potential trigger warnings: > A FL that may seem (to some) like they are being groomed due to 'true age' difference. > A MC that gets a little 'thirsty' a little 'young' but tries to 'keep her own pants on' until the proper age. > A toxic family environment willing to force an unloved child into the role of a crossdresser. A child that grew more than okay with it. > 'Pretty Good Dad' intentionally 'picked on' by his 'sweet daughter' for being a relatively 'minor obstacle'. Seriously, you were warned, average fathers with teenagers. Do not engage your trauma.

When insect-like aliens called the Kh'ryx invade Earth, ordinary barista and biology student Elara Johnson becomes humanity's unlikely champion after being merged with a parasitic alien organism called a Seedling. This symbiotic relationship transforms her physically—giving her a pink exoskeleton and black eyes—while granting her access to "the System," an interface connecting to all Kh'ryx technology. As Elara adapts to her new hybrid form, she discovers her Seedling partner has evolved beyond its programming and wants to help stop the invasion. Meanwhile, her boyfriend Chad Thunderson—a lovable, protein-obsessed gym enthusiast with more muscles than sense—is captured and placed in a harvesting pod awaiting processing as the aliens systematically harvest humans for their nutritional needs. Using her newfound abilities, Elara infiltrates the alien mothership to rescue Chad. Together, this unlikely duo—a pink insect-woman with genius-level technological access and a himbo with unwavering loyalty—embark on a mission to save humanity. Their adventure tests their relationship as Elara struggles with her identity and Chad proves there's more depth to him than his impressive physique suggests. What begins as a rescue mission evolves into an interstellar conflict spanning galaxies and civilizations, with Elara and Chad at the center of a cosmic transformation that will forever change what it means to be human.

Brought to you by the same author of "Rise of the Undead Legion" Biako. -If you are reading this anywhere that's not Webnovel.com then please stop doing so. those are websites that have stolen this work and using you the reader to earn money from ads. Please do not encourage theft. You can read this almost freely on webnovel by doing simple stuff like watching ads or reviewing the story. Please don't participate in stolen work. Disclaimer: Be patient with this one there are a few... 1st -This is a story where there will be some hot scenes (later down the line) 2nd- As for the start of the story, it is an Academy setting, but it's not the main premise, it's a full world to explore, with continents and dungeon crawling and battles A LOT of battles,. But this academy is the starting point. So please don't judge it poorly 3d- There will be no filler chapters! Not a single one there will be nothing but pure plot, any flashback in the story will have purpose and have incredibly important information regarding future events. 4th The story is slow, but once it picks up, you'll need to buckle up. 5th, There will be no info dumping or overly lengthy fight scenes. Fight length will depend on the opponents the MC is fighting, I'm not gonna write 10 chapters where the mc is fighting some third rate character or 5 chapters explaining a single spell that's not me. 6th last but not least, I'm not the type to make the MC overpowered or give him random abilities just for the sake of winning a fight, fights are meant to be exciting, thrilling and most of all, feel hard-earned when winning. Our MC will not have any easy gifts that aren't earned. Ludwig Heart, the heir to a vast fortune and a life of luxury, craves only one thing: freedom from his gilded cage. But when a plane crash catapults him into a world of magic and danger, he awakens not as the hero he dreamed of, but as a victim in a twisted ritual. Trapped between the ambitions of dark necromancers and the wrath of vengeful gods, Ludwig must navigate a deadly new reality where his life is no longer his own. Stripped of privilege and resurrected as an undead pawn, Ludwig’s fight for survival will determine whether he reclaims his destiny—or becomes a mere footnote in a world of shadows and deceit.

Content Warning: This story contains mature themes and explicit sexual content. Reader discretion is advised. Hiroshi Takeda, a tall and muscular 36-year-old man, was living an ordinary life in Japan until a strange twist of fate brought him to a fantasy world filled with diverse races and unusual customs. Known as "Henry" in this new realm, Hiroshi quickly realized that this world had very different norms—interracial relationships were unheard of, same-sex intimacy didn’t exist, and modesty was almost nonexistent. But for Hiroshi, that didn’t matter. He had one goal: to explore this strange and fascinating world in the most intimate way possible. Whether it was a cute catfolk, a beautiful elf, or a shy centaur, Hiroshi didn't discriminate. Male or female, as long as they were beautiful,pretty ,cute,hot,sexy and without muscles, they caught his eye—and his passion. As Hiroshi starts his “sex adventure,” he breaks every cultural norm and taboo of this world, charming his way through villages, befriending (and sleeping with) beautiful beings from mermaids to fairy, and making a name for himself as the first human unbound by tradition. With a mix of humor, romance, and plenty of spicy moments, Hiroshi’s story is one of discovery, connection, and indulging in the pleasures this fantastical world has to offer.

“........Musa's hands traced the curve of Asha's back, pulling her closer until their bodies were flush against each other.” Their lips meet in a kiss that started softly, tentatively, but quickly ignited into something passionate and demanding ……” Asha, a passionate baker, meets Musa, a professional photographer at a local badminton park. They become friends and later their friendship blossoms into love. Drawn together by their shared love for sports and their easy going personalities, they quickly fall into a deep and loving relationship. However, Asha during her past days she involved into illegal acts like fraud, theft and sexual acts with powerful men exchanging favours and secrets for wealth. A dark secret which she's so afraid that the truth will destroy everything she has worked for. But the secret can't stay hidden forever, will she confess before it's too late? Or will her past ruin everything?

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

Tom and Sarah, a loving couple, decide to visit a dense and eerie forest to create some unforgettable memories. They pack a picnic lunch and set off early in the morning, eager to explore the forest's depths. As they wander deeper into the forest, the atmosphere grows darker and more ominous. The trees seem to close in around them, casting long and sinister shadows on the ground. Suddenly, a figure emerges from the shadows. He's massive, with bulging muscles and eyes that glow like embers. Tom and Sarah are frozen in terror, unable to move or speak. A demon who has been awakened by their presence. He reveals that the forest is his domain. On that he took them to his kingdom having good and bad intentions for them

Two thousand years have passed since the last great war, and the world of Aeloria has changed. Magic and technology now intertwine, shaping a kingdom that thrives on invention yet remains haunted by echoes of the past. In the heart of this world lies the House of the Unwanted, an orphanage where children without families are raised under cruel hands, their futures uncertain. Among them are Nimara, a brilliant young elf who builds machines to survive; Fearyn, a wood elf gifted with strange, violet-hued magic she barely understands; Jace, a quiet but deadly marksman who sees everything; and Darian, a swordsman burdened by the weight of his past. Bound by hardship and outcast by fate, they become family, stealing to survive, fighting to endure. But when a seemingly simple act of theft sets them on a path far greater than they ever imagined, they uncover secrets buried deep within Aeloria’s history. Whispers of a long-lost power, forgotten by time, begin to resurface. And as they navigate the dangers of a world that sees them as nothing more than misfits, one undeniable truth emerges—fate has been waiting for them. Their journey will lead them to the very place where a legend once fell, and where history is destined to awaken again. Their story is just beginning. But the Echo of Aeloria still lingers

What happens when a BL fangirl wakes up smack in the middle of her favourite BL story? Naturally, you'd expect her to fangirl from the sidelines, cheering for the MCs like the dedicated shipper she is. But plot twist—she’s now a guy. And not just any guy—a ridiculously handsome guy! After spending an embarrassing amount of time winking at her own reflection and flexing muscles she never had before, she decides, “Why just watch the romance when you can be the romance?” Armed with good looks, charm, and way too much insider knowledge of every trope imaginable, she sets out to conquer every character in the story, including the MC she used to fangirl over. But wait… Does this make her gay? Or straight? Or just hopelessly in love with her own fictional fantasy? Frankly, she’s too busy causing chaos (and enjoying it) to care. PS: There is smut, and it's reverse harem :3 Bonus 10 chapters for every castle and 25 for a spaceship!

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

"Xavier Damon x" They call him WIRLD The king of all gangsters, cold-hearted, blood thirsty and fearful his name is like a python just his name breaks people soul his presence 's like a devil wirld and untamed, anywhere he steps out from follows the trail of blood.he's not just a gangster but the youngest richest billionaire no one dares disobey his orders whenever he's around no soul dares move a muscle unless he says so, whatever he desires he gets not caring whoever gets hurts he doesn't know the word love,it's like the word of love never existed in his dictionary.he's arrogant, doesn't take shit,he's a drug addict Ever heard of the name "wirld" In Rhonda vile university They all know him,he has been the school top rebel That even the school authorities are afraid of doing anything related to him, he's the leader of the rebel group named "viking" he may be fearful but every girls dream as I've said, love doesn't exist in his dictionary he has eyes for no one and he live his life in bloody shadow what happens when Nicole Stark arrives at Rhonda vile university on a quest for one of his enemies, not that she has a choice in order to survive for her own stepsister mistakes she made a deal, she have to make the most richest known , fearful, dangerous, gangster, murderous and unpredictable to fall for her within a year, get his property, and break his heart but there's one rule: she won't fall for him

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

"Let me take a look." The handsome professor, with his broad shoulders and powerful muscles, lifted me effortlessly and placed me on the desk. His strong hands gently lowered the strap of my uniform to examine the bruise from training. "Helanie! Why do you always end up hurt?" His voice grew husky, sending a shiver down my spine as I struggled to catch my breath. I had to remind myself that he’s my professor... and my stepbrother. I shouldn’t be seduced by his touch. "If anyone bullies you again, come to my office and I will deal with them," he murmured, his beautiful eyes locking onto mine. Despite knowing he’s forbidden, I couldn’t help but wonder—should I tell him about the mate bond I felt the night he was drunk? .. When her parents rejected each other, Helanie went from being her daddy's angel to a neglected and forgotten child. But on her eighteenth birthday, things took a dark turn. When her body went into heat, she attracted a group of alphas. Instead of rescuing her, her secret alpha boyfriend ran away. That night changed Helanie’s life forever. Accused of consenting to the attack, she was sentenced to execution by her own pack. Desperate, she fled, determined to find her mother. What she didn’t expect was to find her mother preparing to marry a rogue king with four dangerously handsome and beastly sons. Things turn even darker when she felt a mate bond with her bully stepbrothers, will she be able to escape their claws or their seduction will ruin her life to next extremes? .. Facebook - Alexis Dee

Way, way, and very way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls.

In a world where muscle is magic and size is power, Ged, a ruthless drug lord, is on an obsessive quest to sculpt the perfect physique. Terrified of what an unchecked body sorcerer might become, the ruling authorities impose strict weight limits on their citizens and punish people for inscribing deadly magical abilities in their muscles. With a physique breaking more laws than one, Ged hides himself away in the underground, using the illicit drug trade to fund the relentless demands of body sorcery. Aspiring to rise to the stars like the legendary Cosmic Bodybuilders of the past, he defies a world that fears him, chasing an ambition others call impossible. But as he grows, he realizes his true enemies aren’t the authorities or even the living world beneath his feet. It’s existence itself. Ged unearths an ancient secret buried deep within the fabric of reality… one so devastating it shatters everything he once believed. He tried to be logical. He tried to remain silent. But with the final piece of the puzzle in hand, he sees no other path forward... "Reality can no longer be saved. I must tear it apart and replace it with myself!"

It’s 2100, and Vincent Carter – Ying – is a twenty-year-old virgin with a penchant for profanity, he has but three guiding principles: “In a world where honour and valour seem like unaffordable luxuries, cowardice remains the pragmatist’s ultimate virtue. Spinelessness isn’t shameful, it’s simply self-preservative romance.” “Doubt is unironically the cheapest superpower a person can have, after all if it’s human, it’s probably plotting something. And if it’s plotting something, it’s probably hiding something. And if it’s hiding something… well, you get the idea. So question everything, one sceptical step at a time.” And lastly, “Muscle heads – because who needs brains when you can just flex your way through life? Couldn’t be me, I’ll tell you that much.” Armed with nothing but these… questionable (?) values, as well as experiences shaped by a hellish life in the slums, Ying dives headfirst into the latest VR sensation – Cultivation Climax, a world brimming with great magic, ancient mysteries, and blood-curdling conspiracies just waiting to be unravelled. However, because Ying’s life is just that kind of special, he is greeted with a rather ‘lovely’ surprise upon opening his eyes to the new world… Ding! [Your misfortune is truly astounding!] [You have awakened the absolute WORST talent for Cultivation!] ‘…’ “…W-what?!” Yes, what indeed. https://www.royalroad.com/profile/633482/fictions. I'm the author.

When Tuzi, the beloved bunny of the Moon Goddess Chang'er who was blessed into a human, is stolen from her celestial home— She is violently cast down to the Mortal Realm, stripped of her divine grace and thrown into a world she doesn't understand. Upon awakening, she finds herself surrounded by strangers—and everything she once knew is now a distant memory. ​Chang'er, the Moon Goddess, is determined to solve the mystery of her stolen companion, but focusing on the task proves difficult. Every clue brings her closer to the answer, but it also brings her dangerously close to the too-handsome-for-his-own-good God of Sky, who seems to be more of a distraction than a help. Can the Moon stay focused long enough to recover Tuzi? ​Meanwhile, Atlas—the Sky God’s best soldier—has dived into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi. But why is he so intent on finding the fallen bunny, and what does he have to do with the celestial theft? Tuzi may have been a simple rabbit once, but as a newly- minted divine lady, guarding her heart against this dashing, charming soldier is proving far more difficult than she ever imagined. Add to that the sudden interest of several alpha gods, and Tuzi's life is turned upside down by both celestial politics and unexpected romantic tension. With gods, mysteries, and more than a few mosquitos in the way, can Tuzi reclaim her place in the heavens and solve the riddle of her own disappearance? A romantic, funny, and action-packed twist on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny, Bunny and the Moon will keep you guessing—and laughing—until the very end. Bet you can't figure out who did it!

Lucas Yohan, originally born in a world filled with magic and mana, gets transmigrated for the second time into an advanced interstellar world that blends strange magic and technology in ways he never thought could be possible. Upon awakening, he discovers that his transmigrations were no coincidences and is now in possession of the Crafts-God System, a system dedicated to creating a new successor to the deceased Crafts-God, who is an existence with the ability to create anything and everything. Lucas decides to fulfill the goal of the system and become the new Crafts-God, but he's faced with an incredulous challenge; he can't learn magic. @@@@@@@@@ Special Note: The system might appear as controling in the first few chapters, but don't let this get to you. I've attached a few explanations for this in the comment section. There would be at least one chapter daily at either: 11pm-12am GMT 6pm-7pm EST (Eastern Standard Time) 12am-1am WAT and CEST (West African Time and Central European Time) 6am-7am ICT (IndoChina Time) 8:30am-9:30am ACT (Australian Central Time) or 4pm GMT 5pm WAT and CEST (West African Time and Central European Time) 11am EST (Eastern Standard Time) 11pm ICT (IndoChina Time) 1:30am ACT (Australian Central Time) If there are extra/bonus chapters, it would also be uploaded during these times. DISCLAIMER: Cover art is AI generated until I can afford/get an artist. Nothing here is an imitation or copy of anything based in reality. Despite being action, I do not promote violence, murder, theft, plagiarism, racism, or any vices in this work.

Note: Two chapters are uploaded daily Karl your average bully, he likes to beat up new students, steal their money and make life harder for every nerd. Besides that he has worked very hard on himself. Handsome, great muscles and became master of changing his personality for different people. Truly a bully. One day something happens and Karl gets into an arguement with a boy named Jake. The arguement quickly turns into a fist fight. Somehow Karl dies at the hands of Jake and the next thing he knows. That he has been reincarnated into a fantasy world. As a closet nerd himself. Karl was very happy that he experienced this miracle. Unfortunately, things are not that easy as Karl expected. This new world was darker than Karl's imagination. He experiences one hardships after another. His tendencies as a bully are hindering his path. But he also manages to make his first ever actual friend. Will he support them? Or bully them? The story isn't so simple, this new friend's of Karl are something else. There is politics, betrayal and misunderstandings. Many unexpected twists with dark motives. Will this new world force him to change? Or he will become something more than a school bully? (This story has many gore scenes and violence. Intended for mature audiences.)

Selina gasped for air, her heart racing as her body involuntarily thrashed in her sleep. Her indigo eyes flicked open wide as she choked back a scream. She looked up into Liam's worried face as he wiped away the beads of sweat forming on her brow with a damp cloth. "Lina, this was the longest one yet. Your whimpering and thrashing woke me about 36 minutes ago, and you were already covered in sweat." Liam told her, his voice heavy with concern as he glanced at the clock. Liam ran his hand through his hair. "Please tell me you remember something this time." He asked, almost pleading. Selina shook her head while sitting to look out the window. Over the forest, the orange-pink hue of the sunrise was starting to appear. Selina breathed deeply as she tried to recall something, anything other than the emotions she experienced during her dreams, but as usual, she was unable to. Some dreams were comforting and made her feel warm. Those dreams involved a blonde-haired man with green eyes. The other dreams, much like the current dream, left her full of despair and fear or left her feeling just plain empty. Usually all she could recall of those dreams was fire or blood. Liam stood up, muscles tense as he raised his arms and ran both hands through his thick black hair again, grabbing a fistful which he let fall back as he spoke, "Maybe she was wrong. Or maybe the prophecies were wrong. Maybe we really are Moonglow and not Lunaria. I don't know." Liam sighed deeply, sitting on the edge of his bed and turned to face her again before continuing, "Lina, your dreams are getting worse, and time is running out. You haven't dreamed of him in months. We don't know anything, not really. We just have mom's fairy tales. It's been ten years, maybe our memories are wrong. I... I just wish we had some guidance, something firm." An image of an attractive man with a square jawline, full red lips, deep green eyes and chin-length shaggy blond hair flashed through Selina's mind. She inhaled deeply before speaking, "He's Valentino. We need to get to Red Lake Pack." ********************************************************************* The Lunaria bloodline has been hunted for generations forcing them to live as lone wolves to conceal their identities and ensure the chance to fulfill the prophecy. According to Selina’s mother, Selina Moonglow is the prophesied one. With the disappearance of her mother when she was young, Selina only knows four things: Her dreams will guide her Never reveal their true last name Follow her instincts Her wolf will stay bound until she accepts her mate. ****************************************************************** Selina stood before him, her fated mate. She had dreamt of his scent and his eyes for months now. A warmth crept over her as the flutter deep within her belly increased, almost to the point of breathlessness. He was seated at his desk, studying something with his shaggy blonde hair covering has face as he looked down. Why isn’t he looking up? The mate bond should be forcing his eyes to me... Selina thought. Confused she called his name, “Valentino..” Before she could finish, his cold, hard voice interrupted her, “It’s Alpha Valentino. Get out. I’m busy. Make an appointment.”

Shaun’s life was already in free-fall: fired from a suspiciously shady job, drowning his sorrows in questionable alcohol, and wrapping things up with a classic car crash. The universe, in its infinite wisdom, decided this wasn’t rock bottom—nope, Shaun was getting reincarnated. But not as a hero. Not even as a sidekick. Nope, Shaun wakes up as **Shaun** (no, not a typo)—a tragic background extra from a fantasy novel. You know, the kind of character whose job is to exist solely for pain, ridicule, and the occasional wallet-theft subplot. This Shaun? Father walked out. Mother ghosted him for a "better future." Property sharks, mobsters, and scam artists all sniffing around what little he owns. But hey, he somehow clawed his way into a prestigious academy! A chance at redemption, right? Wrong. Enter stage left: bullies. First, the villains make him a punching bag. Then the so-called *heroes* decide, "Yeah, let’s take turns too!" Normally, this poor soul would accept his fate, because that’s what he’s written to do. But reincarnated Shaun? He didn’t read that memo. He has… let’s say, *creative solutions* to his problems. Where the original Shaun took beatings with a grimace, this Shaun hands out payback with a cold smile and zero guilt. Bullies? Meet karma, wielded like a sledgehammer. But something’s off. The script’s changing. People are acting weird. They’re *recognizing* him, approaching him like they know secrets he hasn’t been briefed on. And that internal monologue habit he has? Turns out it’s not so internal anymore. A growing number of eavesdroppers think his sarcastic, third-person narration is… important. please do not leave any review both positive or negative until you have read first 20 chapter new chapter is uploaded daily monday to saturday I AM ALSO UPLOADING SAME SERIES ON ROYAL ROADS UNDER THE NAME VOIDLORD

Myeong Hyun, a 23-year-old salesman, finds himself employed at a corrupt company. His life takes a tragic turn when he is wrongfully accused of theft, leading to devastating consequences that push him to the brink of despair. However, he is given a second chance as he is reincarnated back in time, allowing him the opportunity to rectify his past mistakes and reshape his future.

A young king sits upon his throne, but power is never truly given—it is taken, earned, or unearthed from the ruins of those who failed before. In his hands lies an ancient book, its pages whispering secrets only the worthy may claim. But knowledge is a double-edged sword, and what lurks within the ink may shape him… or consume him. Elsewhere, beneath the cold embrace of an endless abyss, another boy descends. The waters press in, heavy as fate itself. He does not thrash, does not surrender. Instead, he waits, lungs burning, muscles screaming—until the moment to rise comes. And when it does, he does not merely surface. He ascends. One walks the path of shadows, the other climbs toward the unknown. Two destinies, carved in defiance of limits. But the higher one soars, the deeper the other falls. And when the moment comes, when their paths inevitably cross—will the sky darken, or will the night be pierced by light?

RECOVER YOUR SCAMMED FUNDS AND CRYPTOCURRENCY HIRE iFORCE HACKER RECOVERY  iFORCE HACKER RECOVERY consists of professional hackers who specialize in securing compromised devices, accounts, and websites, as well as recovering stolen bitcoin and funds lost to scams. They operate efficiently and securely, ensuring a swift resolution without alerting external parties. From the very beginning, they have successfully delivered on their promises while maintaining complete discretion.  Few organizations take the extra step to investigate network security risks, provide critical information, or handle sensitive matters with such   professionalism. The iFORCE HACKER RECOVERY team helped me retrieve $364,000 that had been stolen from my corporate bitcoin wallet. I am incredibly grateful for their assistance and for providing me with additional insights into the unidentified individuals behind the theft.    Webpage; www. iforcehackersrecovery. com Email; contact@iforcehackersrecovery. com whatsapp; +1 240. 803. 3. 706    

Elias Kane thought he’d hit the jackpot when he and Juliana—a scarred, feral genius—built an app from stolen alien tech, a mind-bending tool that syncs to a voice and rewires wills with a silent pulse. In a crumbling city lab, they fucked, fought, and forged their chaos—25% charge to attune, 10% to command—until Juliana’s revenge spiral turned it bloody. She aimed it at the world that broke her—baristas groveling, professors caving, a dean’s wife drained—until cops hauled her off, laughing, leaving Elias with the phone and a trail of heat and guilt. Now he’s back in Red Devils, his rotting hometown, crashing with old crew Karlee and India under a lie—city burned me out. India, steel-edged dean of Red Devils Community College, hands him a psych prof gig, but Elias doesn’t know she’s in deep with Sal Ricci, a mafia thug who muscled her into power and wants payback—cash, favors, flesh. The app’s at 65%, buzzing with glitches—Signal: Unknown—and Elias tweaks India to soften her edge, a slow burn set to hit in three days. RDCC’s a snake pit—Karlee’s flirty heat, Romi’s raw muscle, AJ’s rebel spark, all ripe for the app’s pull—but Sal’s limo prowls closer, and the alien shard’s hum hints at eyes beyond the stars. Elias’s lies unravel as Juliana’s ghost drives him—keep it alive—and Red Devils tightens its grip. Control’s a lie, chaos is king, and every pulse could be his last.

Aeron rode the horse well. From whence he was a child, there was nothing that he simply couldn't do. Now that he had a will, to catch this girl running away from him; he rode even faster. Within split seconds he was able to catch up with this mystery girl who sort of sucked at riding. 'Why-why! is he chasing me?... is the duke here to ask for his clothes; should I just throw 'em on his face and run?... Holy! Why is this man so damn fast?' Zielle's thoughts were running around while she continued making a useless effort to escape. But what came after shocked Zielle two-fold. The duke came close to her horse and carried her and placed her on top of his horse like; he was carrying a bag of potatoes, a very light one at that. Zielle's heart had never beaten so fast; 'Maybe, because I rode after a long time' she thought in her head. "Quite the runner aren't ya?" he spoke with a sly smile on his face. "What do you want?"; Zielle uttered as soon as she found her breath. She almost called the duke 'muscle guy'… "Sleep with me" a voice came from the man with the same cunning look on his face. 'Are you fucking kidding me?'; she would have said that out loud if this man wasn't the duke... But still this situation was too unacceptable; 'he's hot yeah but where did he get the audacity to…!' >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> She's a woman with vigor and a strong mind; she would do anything to get her hands on the Kieran; that she has forever wanted. He's the most powerful man on the empire yet his head bows down to this single woman..... An oozing hot romance between a man and a woman seemingly on a winter vacation? Would this girl desist from her greatest desire because of love for this one man? would this man be able to take the weight of the dark secrets within the woman he loves? PS: The cover is not mine, please contact me privately if you want it taken down.