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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?"

Everyone has friends in their lives, right? They can be anyone—good friends, bad friends, or even... friends with benefits. Ahem! Anyway, the point is, everyone has friends. And so did I. I was friends with author of web novel. Yeah, was. A small argument over how the main character should act in novel of [World’s Greatest Hero] led to a fight with my friend, the author. Still frustrated, I stormed out of his house... and that’s when Truck-kun hit me. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part? I woke up in a different body—the body of a side character in my friend’s novel. A character who is supposed to die in the prologue. [Your body is dying!] [You don’t have much time left.] [The creator of this world is mocking you.] F#ck you, Author. F#ck this novel. I will survive, and when I do—I'll beat you to a pulp! --- Additional tags: # Academy # Alternate World # Fantasy World # Male Protagonist # Misunderstandings # Multiple Love Interests # Obsessive Love # Possession # Romantic Subplot # Special Abilities # Transported to Another World # Yandere

Ghost stories descend, binding national fate. People enhance themselves and their nation's luck by constantly participating in Analog Horror. Mental patient Jiang Xiao is initially selected to enter a nine-star level mental hospital Analog Horror! However, he bizarrely finds out that he seems to be the most seriously ill one... Jiang Xiao: "I sign a pact with the ghost stories, the weirdness is my grandson!" Participating in the seven-star level Analog Horror "Where Did Daddy Die". A peachy-cheeked son with big eyes blinking asks: "Do you want to be my daddy?" The chosen one: "Yes!" Son: "Then I have a tiny request, which is to beat you to death!" One chosen daddy after another is smashed into pulp by the son right from the start. Facing the rebellious son charging forward, Jiang Xiao smiles coldly: "Dad, I'm actually your son!"

"Nine Heavens cast down the Undying Tree, from the tomb the Immortal's bones were fetched; Taoist Venerable tut-tutted as they drank blood plasma, Old Buddha relished in the chew of meat; Beasts and livestock rang the Dharma Drum, city foxes and hole-dwelling rats boiled in the pot; In the Immortality Wine, the resentful spirits were fishy, at the Killing Banquet, the Dao Fruit was bitter!” In this world where Daoist Skill manifested, countless Sect Cultivators, Side Door Magicians, princes and scholars, officials of high rank and nobles all coveted immortality! Owl God Tomb, stealing heavenly secrets, Pearl Gathering Skill, Holy Infant Pill, bone effigies, Yin God Shrine, human-transformed monsters, Undying Elixir, Red Line Poison, Blood Immortal insects, Mermaid Meat, gold-threaded robes, Five Poisons Primordial Spirit, Seven Star Life Extension... They killed and harmed life only to steal the "Killing Dao Fruit" borne upon that Undying Tree! Until... a sly "Fishing Man" came to this world. Wang Yuan, born with the Small Book of Life and Death, had but a simple and unadorned dream: Amid bustling strings and smoky vistas, on a night bathed in moonlight, in peace and quiet did I lean on the rail, savoring the wind, toasting to the stars. With his "Bride in bridal clothes," watching the sunrise at Taishan in the morning, admiring Qionghua in Luoyang at noon, and drinking under the aurora by the North Sea in the evening. "But you all smell so incredibly fragrant! No more, none shall escape, for today I shall crowdfund Cultivating Immortality! Please... my treasure, turn around!” The blood-red veil of the Bride abruptly fluttered to the ground.

"Now you see?" she shouted in a mix of annoyance and disappointment. "You can't outsmart Scrients! They're the most intelligent beings across the two realms." "You're right," I muttered, averting my gaze with a heavy sigh. "I made a mistake. I was too arrogant to think that a mere human like me could fool them." —BOOM!! "Heik! Wh-What was that?" "Hmm? I'm not sure. Maybe you should go and ask the most intelligent beings across the two realms. Oh wait, you can't. I killed them all.” ______ My name is Samael Kaizer Theosbane. On the last day of high school, I got into a fight with a kid I used to bully. It was a stupid, pointless scuffle, and in the middle of it, I tripped and hit my head on a rock. That’s when the memories came flooding in - the memories of another life, of a different world. Suddenly, everything made a twisted kind of sense. I realized two things. First, I was in a game I used to play in my past life. Second, I was a villain. A villain! Not the cool and mysterious kind, either. No, my destiny was to be manipulated and die a dog's death! I was the worst type of cliché: an ungrateful, privileged, insufferable young master. The sort you'd find in those poorly written fantasy stories. The kind everyone hates — a snobby brat from a powerful noble family who thinks he owns the world just because he was born with a silver spoon lodged in his mouth. You know the type. The one the hero beats to a pulp to prove his worth. Yeah, I was that guy. And the hero? The hero was the kid I’d been bullying all this time. The same one I got into a fight with. He was the supposed savior of this damned world. A world teetering on the edge of destruction, beset by wars, calamities, and a grim future that only I knew. And at the end of it all, the final antagonist of the game, the undefeatable boss… the Spirit King, was waiting. But could I even make it to the end? Could I conquer a game where defeat was the only certainty? A game that was now my reality! “Ah, fuck it.” I had no idea if I could, but I sure as hell was going to try. Extorting extras, manipulating main characters, twisting the story to my advantage, stealing the hero’s cheat items, killing villains before they could become threats - nothing was beneath me. Would the main characters be affected? Who cares! Would the story change? Even better! All I cared about was me—my survival, my life, my choices. “I will live this life with no regrets.” …But as I soon discovered, fate was not easily changed. And the price of altering one's destiny was steep. ========== Discord Server: https://discord.gg/VjFQtDUaTR

In a world divided between humans and demons, Kaien Duskborn stands alone—a half-breed despised by both sides of his heritage. For centuries, the human realm of Solaria and the demon territory of Morbidus have existed in a state of perpetual conflict, their hatred fueled by ancient prejudices and the machinations of power-hungry leaders on both sides. Born from the forbidden union of a human mother and demon father—both executed for their love—Kaien has survived on the margins of society, constantly hunted and forever an outsider. His unique dual nature grants him abilities from both bloodlines but acceptance from neither. Despite this, he harbors a dangerous dream: lasting peace between the two warring races. When whispers reach Kaien that the current Demon Lord Azarok secretly shares his vision for reconciliation, he dares to hope. But time is running out. War drums beat louder as human militias mobilize and demon forces gather at the borders. The fragile stalemate teeters on the edge of collapse as hardliners on both sides push for a final, devastating conflict. Armed with stolen intelligence about an imminent human offensive and aided by a small network of like-minded outcasts, Kaien embarks on a perilous journey to infiltrate the Demon Court—a place where half-breeds are executed on sight. His mission: to confirm Azarok's true intentions and forge an unprecedented alliance before it's too late. As Kaien navigates treacherous political landscapes and ancient hatreds, he uncovers a shocking conspiracy spanning both realms—powerful figures orchestrating conflict to maintain their control and prevent a unification that would threaten their authority. To survive, he must embrace both sides of his divided nature and become what neither humans nor demons expected: a bridge between worlds. With enemies closing in from all directions and the clock ticking toward all-out war, Kaien's quest becomes more than a mission for peace—it becomes a fight for the very future of both realms and a test of whether blood must always divide, or if it might finally unite.

This is the story of an extremely lazy student whose only aspiration in life is to lay on his bed all day and slumber away. Meet Aiden. His life had been rather simple so far. He heads to the academy, sleeps through his classes, returns home, exterminates the aliens that come through the portal every once in a while, showers, eats dinner, and then heads to bed. Rinse and repeat. However, with the arrival of a transfer student who was too nosy for her own good, she accidentally encountered one of his secrets, the one about the aliens, and so began the domino chain of misunderstandings popping up here and there. "He's not lazy. It's just... he's tired from defending our world from evil." "Hey! Call him lazy and I'll beat you to a pulp. Say it again, I dare you." "If he, the most hardworking student at our academy is considered lazy then... all of us are lazy. No, we might as well be corpses." Aiden, hearing all these defensive statements about him began to wonder, "What are they talking about? I'm not sleeping because I'm tired from fighting those aliens. I'm sleeping because class is boring and I want to sleep. I'm... I'm hardworking? Hahaha, I don't even want to get out of bed every morning. "

In the depths of the imperial city, where shadows danced like living darkness, an aged oracle dwelled. Her eyes, clouded by the veil of time, beheld visions of the future. And in those visions, a figure emerged: a prince born of darkness, forged in the crucible of power. "The Shadow Emperor shall rise," the oracle whispered, her voice carried away by the wind. "A ruler of darkness, feared by all. His reign shall be marked by blood and fire, yet... yet, perhaps, he shall bring order to a world torn asunder." As the oracle's words faded into the night, the shadows seemed to twist and writhe, as if alive. And in the darkness, a presence stirred, awaiting the day when the Shadow Emperor would claim his throne. But amidst the whispers of destiny, a young beauty named Luo Xing'er beats to a different drum. Her life is untouched by darkness until she meets the Shadow Emperor, and her heart is forever changed. As Luo Xing'er falls deeply in love with the dark prince, she vows to claim him as her own and follow him into the depths of darkness, no matter the cost. ------------------------------------------------------- Genre: Historical, Dark Fantasy, Romance. Update Schedule: New chapters posted 2-3 times a week. Chapter Length:Approximately 800-1000 words per chapter.

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person who sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going instinct, but one rule remained among the humans, "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world found herself embracing the very shadows that were feared by many. The shadow which always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, but she was also the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets which led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood the first to ink his fangs, had unbeknownst to him formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play toy to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart— or, the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.

The city lights flickered in the distance, mocking the darkness that consumed Kunal's soul. Rain drummed against the rooftop, a slow, melancholic rhythm to the thoughts swirling in his mind. He had lost count of the days since hope had left him-perhaps years, perhaps a lifetime. Standing at the edge of the mountain , he took a deep breath, the cold wind biting at his skin. There was no one left to stop him. No reason to turn back. With one final step, he let go. And then-silence. But death was not the end. When his eyes opened again, he was not the broken man who had once stood on that rooftop. He was in a different world, reborn as the son of the most powerful actors in the world. His past life felt like a distant nightmare, a whisper in the void. But it was not forgotten. Then came the first sign-an energy unlike anything he had felt before, burning within him like an unquenchable fire. Soon, the visions followed-of gods whispering in forgotten tongues, of devils lurking in the shadows, waiting for his arrival. Kunal had lived once and lost everything. But this time, fate had given him another chance, a chance to become god. A chance to rise. A chance to rewrite destiny. A chance to bring chaos to the world of gods and devils. And this time, he would not fall so easily.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. DISCLAIMER: I am neither the author nor translator of the story. Please support author on official site. Translation credit: Eatapplepies

The drums of war beat a relentless rhythm, echoing across the land and shaping the destinies of three individuals bound together by conflict yet driven by vastly different motivations. Their interwoven and complex stories paint a stark portrait of the human cost of war, shifting perspectives to reveal the brutal truths hidden beneath banners and battle cries. First, we meet Lairia Lights, a 20-year-old knight, the shining beacon of her kingdom. Her name, ironically, reflects the deceptive nature of her reality. Lairia is celebrated as a hero, a symbol of unwavering loyalty and strength. But beneath the polished armor and skilled swordsmanship lies a pawn. Her unwavering devotion to the crown makes her easily manipulated, a weapon wielded by those who prioritize power over principle. She believes in the righteousness of her kingdom’s cause, blindly charging into battles fueled by propaganda and a naive belief in honor. Her narrative is a cautionary tale of blind loyalty. Then there is Aaron Rodgers, an 18-year-old warrior consumed by the fires of revenge. Marked by his race and ostracized by prejudice, Aaron has known hardship since birth. The war has taken everything from him, leaving a burning desire to avenge the injustices inflicted upon his people. Unlike Lairia, Aaron sees the cracks in the kingdom’s facade. He understands the war not as a glorious crusade, but as a brutal land grab fueled by greed and power. His motivations are raw and visceral; he fights not for ideals, but for survival and retribution. His story is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, even in the face of overwhelming adversity. Finally, we encounter Clayton Danks, a 37-year-old veteran warrior, a ghost haunted by the specters of his past. Clayton has seen too much, done too much. The war has stripped him of his innocence, leaving him burdened by the weight of his past mistakes. More profoundly, the war has cost him his family, the loss of his daughter a constant, agonizing reminder of the price of conflict. He grapples with PTSD, struggling to reconcile the man he once was with the broken individual he has become. Clayton’s story serves as a stark warning about the long-term consequences of war, the invisible wounds that fester long after the battles have ended. He represents the forgotten casualties, the veterans left to silently battle their demons while the world moves on. As the war intensifies, the paths of Lairia, Aaron, and Clayton are destined to intersect. Will Lairia’s blind loyalty finally be shattered, forcing her to confront the true nature of her kingdom? Can Aaron find solace beyond revenge, or will his thirst for retribution consume him? And will Clayton ever find peace, or is he doomed to forever wander the desolate landscape of his past?

Synopsis #R-18 (Mature Content - No Rape) "If the beast inside you could be healed, I will heal it with my love," ~~~~ "What secrets are you holding, Delilah?" The Elder prince stepped forward. "S-secrets? W-what secrets? I am not hiding anything," Delilah whispered, her heart drumming against her chest as she tried her best to hide what was going on. The man in front of her smirked before he gripped her throat and pulled her close, loving the sound of her fast-beating heart. "Is that so? Do I make you nervous?" "A little," Delilah admitted. The smirk on the prince's face widened. "Good. Only I am allowed to make you nervous, just like only you are allowed to touch and have this kind of effect on me," The prince rubbed her lips with his thumb before leaning closer, their breaths coming sharp as he gazed into her eyes. "The moment you allow another man to make you feel anything, he will end up dead, and you, you my sweetheart will end up naked under me while I punish you for even looking at others," Zephyr whispered before he crashed his lips on hers, undressing her gently. ~~~~~~ On the mission to find the hidden secrets of the most powerful ancient wolves, Katherine Moon, the leader of the special task force, found herself in a fatal situation. Betrayed by her own organization, she closed her eyes with just one wish, the wish to find out why they betrayed her as she took her last breath. Bestowed by mercy from the heavens, Katherine finds herself reincarnated in the body of a petite girl, Delilah Rosewood. Delilah Rosewood, who had entered the royal palace as the cousin of the Alpha's daughter, committed suicide after being rejected by the commander of the royal army. Katherine had never thought she would get the chance to get her answers in this lifetime, but now that life has given her this opportunity, she must secure it. However, there were some problems with her plans. "Well, I am the problem that will lead you to a better life!" Her system shouted. First, she got a system to monitor her life. Task#12- Prepare a sweet dish for the prince. Reward#- 10 points in strength. Second, the system wanted her to seduce the future alpha king if she wanted to make this body stronger. If being reincarnated in a weak body wasn't enough, the body didn't even have a wolf. "Aaaaaa! Fuck my life!" Katherine groaned. "This isn't your life. You must help Delilah reach her destiny," the system's voice came again, making her groan. "If you want to become stronger, you must seduce the future alpha king," The system said again. What Katherine didn't know was that the man in the hidden palace already had his eyes on her. "Sir, is that lady the only one you can touch?" His subordinate asked. Zephyr's eyes shone brightly. "Yes, and I want that girl to be mine," Zephyr said. "But sir, it looks like after being rejected by the commander, she has made your brother her next target," Jacob whispered. "It's a statement, Jacob. That girl is mine. Full stop." Zephyr licked his lower lip as he looked at the girl dancing on the ground after eating a freshly picked cherry Katherine, unaware of the elder prince's intentions, gets ready to bear it all and live her new life with new tasks, but what happens when she finds out the system she was living with was fake? A fake system? It's bearable… Right? But what about the powers who have started to go haywire inside her? And why do Gypsies keep visiting her in both her lives? Just who was this Delilah Rosewood? Disclaimer- There might be scenes with high violence, stalking, dark romance, goth, gore, blood, details graphic visuals of deaths and murders. The first 50 chapters might look a bit dull because of world-building, but if you decide to stay after that, I promise to make this journey worthwhile. ~~~~~~ You can follow me on Instagram - @angelinabhardawaj Or join my discord (Link only given in DM)

When a Canadian man gets killed in the most overused way of starting an Isekai fantasy, he gets *Drum roll please* transported to another world with a system, and I know, you are reading that over twice, shaking your head, trying to understand on how I came up with that original idea, but I digress. Join James on his adventure in a new world with a very flexible system where almost anything is possible This is my first book, so please judge kindly. The cover is subject to change btw, and I will try to get out at least a couple chapters per week, but my schedule is upredictable.

What if you are transmigrated in a novel, right at the wedding altar, where you need to choose between two men: the Crown Prince and the Illegitimate Prince. The same happened with Dahlia, who after reading her favourite novel, got transmigrated. However, she chooses the Illegitimate Prince to marry to change his destiny. **** Sullivan Blackwood is the illegitimate prince of the Ryuxan Kingdom. His terrible fate was decided and locked when the King brought him to the palace. He grew up loveless and was constantly bullied by other princes and their friends. The Queen would torture him if he ever desired the same things as them. Sullivan gulped every drop of humiliation he faced as he decided to destroy the family where he could never find love and become the next King. When the Duke's daughter, Dahlia Ermacora, suddenly proposed to him, he was puzzled at first. However, he readily accepted her proposal and married Dahlia. "You made a mistake, Dahlia. You will die in the end because I have my selfish motives," Sullivan whispered in her ear after taking the final vow. ***** "Should I listen to see if your heart beats for me?" Sullivan asked in his dangerously low voice. "Huh?" Dahlia froze, her cheeks flushing a deep crimson red. "N-no," she stammered, shaking her head. "Why not? You listened to mine without hesitation," Sullivan saidm "I won't do it again," Dahlia replied quickly. "That's unfair, Lia. You can touch me whenever you want, but I can't do the same? Seems a bit one-sided, don't you think?" he whispered now his lips moved dangerously close to hers. And then, Sullivan lowered his head, he tilted it and rested his side face over her chest, which started pounding like a drum. Sullivan's pupils enlarged, his fingers moving up slightly up to open her closed ones. Dahlia's brain froze, her body involuntarily reacted and her fingers opened slowly. Sullivan intertwined their fingers as he kept hearing the loud beats of her heart. SHE WAS INDEED IN LOVE WITH HIM. ~~~~ Follow me on Instagram: rayoflight_pcy **Cover is mine**

Beaten to a pulp day by day, exploited, manipulated and forced to live day by day like a slave to the bullies at school. With no hope of revenge, Davis only hoped he could finally shut his eyes forever but even that was not granted to him. Fed up with his life he decides to take a crazy risk "since they don't want to grant me rest then I'll grant them." He finally took revenge at the expense of his life only to be brought back as the abandoned son of the most notorious mafia boss in the entire world. To others being a mafia boss's son may be cool but Davis was the abandoned son of the mafia boss, even bottom tier street gangs had more recognition than him and to top it off he had to take care of his abandoned mother. but fate didn't forget to give him a cheat to get started. After alot of twist and turns, watch as Davis turns from a regular youngster to the ruler of mafia.

The drums of change are beating on the Nerathian Continent. The fall of the Adler empire and the emergence of the Demons have turned the continent upside down, while a new discovery of a mine shortens the path to chaos. In the middle of it all, the meeting of ‘civilisation’ and ‘savagery’ will either create a new centre of power on the continent or spell its doom. Can our two main characters, Corvus and Belisarius, emerge from the chaos to rebuild their kingdoms?

Life’s weird when you’re an Animalis. Sure, you’ve got the superhuman strength and the cute ears that people can’t resist—but all it really means is that restocking beer and tobacco shelves during the graveyard shift is slightly less painful. I’m Sasha, just a twenty-one-year-old guy trying to get through another night at the convenience store without passing out or dealing with too much drama. But then she walked in—a tall, intimidating customer who managed to look like she stepped out of a magazine while ordering eight packs of tobacco. One awkward encounter later, and I’m bleeding, dizzy, and questioning every life choice I’ve ever made. In a world where having animal features is the new normal, I’m still trying to figure out where I fit in. Spoiler: it’s probably not face-first on the floor.

A handsome half-orc with a hulking body filled with perfect muscles stands carrying a great axe over one shoulder. His neon blue eyes watching the void, waiting for those that would threaten his world. Huge creatures with monstrous figures, beasts of the abyss, here to kill the orc. Their angered shrieks and pained screams filled the air. The corpses of these monsters surround his body, forming his throne of dread. His long tail smashed down, turning them into pulp while using his brutal axe with powerful chops, cleaving them into pieces. "This world shall become ours; you cannot stop our legion! Orc!" a distorted and evil voice sounded. "WATCH ME!" Shouted the orc, filled with confidence and pride. In defiance, a purple mist shrouded him as he transformed into a monster himself, with long gryphon wings and sharp horns from his head—a hulking muscular body and legs filled with thick scales and black hooves. Bang! The orc stepped forward, his heart burning with passion and desire as he bellowed with a demonic and distorted voice. "I am the Sovereign of Dread, foul Daemons. This is MY world! Return to your wasteland to rot, or DIE!" He was a manticore, the only male manticore ever to exist. He fights not for power. Not for glory! Alistair "Raven" Granbell fights only for his beloved women and because he LOVES to fight the strong and crush them under his axe Mor'vaal and prove he deserves his Dread Sovereign title. Dread Sovereign is exclusively published on Webnovel.com.

The war in the kingdom intensified, and the orcs from the North were ready to take action. They traveled through time and became the ninth son of a Count. He was not qualified to inherit the title, but accidentally obtained the daily intelligence system. With the help of the daily intelligence system, he began to build a territory and obtain a title. [Daily information has been updated] [1: Renn was wandering around the Lucerne town market today and accidentally bought a life fruit from Mijie’s pulp shop. After taking it, he officially condensed the life seeds] [2: In the northern part of your territory, there is an extremely rich iron mine among the Golimbo tribe] [3: In ten days, your territory will be attacked by tauren] [4. After seven days, there will be a group of unicorns looking for food in the west of your territory] 【5：…………】 [6: Engel Dressrosa seems to have some troubles, coming from the limitations of his own strength] 【7:……】 This is a translation, All credit goes to the original author: If life is just like a dream

In a dark alley, obscured from the prying eyes of people, the muffled grunts of a shadowy figure beaten to a pulp were barely visible. Four hooded figures were standing around the bloody figure on the ground as he looked up in hate. Kraign struggled to his feet, his face mangled beyond recognition. "All of you idiots shall pay. THE WORLD WILL BURN!! "Boss, I think he's gone mad, we should leave", one of the hooded figures said on a low voice. "Was thinking the same thing", the shortest hooded figure replied, retreating with his crew, leaving the boy in the ground, barely breathing. As death drew near, things all went wrong.

Greek x Norse Mythology Included (This Story Takes Place In AU So, Don't Expect To Go Things As It Was In the Original Ramayana.) In a mystical tale set against the backdrop of the ancient Treta Yuga during the time of the Ramayana, 'Rebirth As The Asura Prince' unfolds the extraordinary journey of a young boy named Indrajit. Fate takes a dramatic turn as Indrajit is unexpectedly reincarnated as Meghnad, the formidable and powerful son of the Asura king Ravana. As the stage is set for the colossal war between the forces of good and evil, tensions mount, and the anticipation of the impending conflict looms large. Indrajit, now reborn as Meghnad, grapples with the weight of his newfound identity. The boy who once lived a mundane life is thrust into the epicenter of the greatest war of the era, the war that will determine the fate of gods and demons. Caught between his past and present, Meghnad faces a moral dilemma. Will he blindly follow the path of his demonic lineage, or will he forge his own destiny? As the war drums echo across the land and alliances are tested, Meghnad must navigate treacherous waters, battling external foes and inner demons that threaten to consume him. Disclaimer: Remember, This is fanfiction of Ramayana. Not "Original" Ramayana. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing a what-if story from my perspective. If you don't like it, I kindly request you not read this further. 7 Chapters/Week Minimum.

"In a world where the extraordinary hides in plain sight, twins levin and levia lead seemingly ordinary lives. On the night of a crucial camp and a drumming competition, their destinies take a supernatural turn. Levin becomes a werewolf, and levia is transformed into a vampire. As they are forced to spend days together under one roof, their bond is tested like never before. Will they embrace their new identities or be torn apart by the very forces that now define them? A tale of friendship, courage, and discovering the extraordinary within, this story will leave you howling for more."

'She lay their, cold and in pain as the warm substance leaked out and pooled around her. The last thing she saw was her wedding ring and a fresh wave of anger and despair welled up in her heart before everything went black.' The last thing she expected to see after her month long trip was her husband and half sister rolling in the sheets. Unable to see anymore she ran out, colliding with a car and therefore marking the end of her life.....or did she mark her new beginning? Jiand Xiotin must get revenge.....but how when a nightingale's melody is the only tune faith allows her to dance to? Shi Huai, President of Shi Conglomerates, was in love with a married woman. His heart drummed for a woman that belong to another. When the opportunity to have her all to himself arises at the worst time possible will he take it? or will he allow her to slip through his hands a second time?

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life. ------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This is an unofficial translation of the novel "Lout of Count's Family." Every effort has been made to ensure accuracy, but there may be errors or omissions. The original work holds the sole copyright, and this translation is intended for entertainment purposes only. No commercial use is permitted without the author's consent. Please note that cultural nuances, idioms, and literary devices might be lost or altered in translation. The translator does not claim ownership of the original work or its characters. If you find any errors or have suggestions, please feel free to provide feedback. Thank you for reading! [Author – Yu Ryeo Han] [Proofreader – Rai_Mayank]

In the vast expanse of a realm divided, two illustrious kingdoms, Cheongug and Jiog, found themselves entangled in a web of misunderstandings. What began as a mere miscommunication gradually festered into a bitter feud, igniting the fires of conflict that would engulf the lands in a devastating war. Yet, unbeknownst to the warring factions, there lay a mystery so profound, its unravelling held the key to their salvation. Within the fabric of this unfolding tale, stories of great import had been meticulously woven, their threads entwined with the destinies of both kingdoms. Like ancient manuscripts concealed in the recesses of time, these tales held wisdom, guidance, and the power to shape the future. Meanwhile, even the divine forces themselves, the Gods who presided over the realms, were not immune to the allure of secrets. For amidst the chaos and turmoil, they too had veiled something of extraordinary significance, a celestial secret yearning to be discovered. As the wheels of war began to turn, both kingdoms grappled with the weight of their misconceptions, each side believing their cause to be just. But little did they realize that buried within their shared history and intertwined fates were the clues to unravel the enigma that held them captive. In the shadowy depths of this conflict, where swords clashed and soldiers cried out in anguish, the key to resolution lay concealed, waiting for intrepid souls to embark on a quest for truth. For it was through the unearthing of these hidden tales, the deciphering of the ancient texts, and the unmasking of the divine secret that a glimmer of hope would arise—a chance to heal the wounds of misunderstanding and bring forth a future where unity and harmony would prevail. As the war drums reverberated across the kingdoms, and the Gods watched from their celestial thrones, the stage was set for a grand tapestry of discovery, where the destinies of nations, the power of stories, and the enigmatic designs of the divine would converge in a cataclysmic clash of revelation and redemption.

Addux Kaname goes back in history after almost losing a fight with a demon.His life repeats without him knowing it. He becomes one helpless guy. He is beaten to a pulp but he is saved by a cute girl who invites him to her school. It gets More crazy when the girl discloses that she was just after the amulet he was wearing inorder to revive a powerful demon known as Berxly who has the power to free her and other demons from the reign of Destroyer. Addux gets caught up in the mix and becomes a vessel for demon Berxly

((Guitarist X Drummer)), (Braxton Vaux and Damon Díaz ) Brax made a mistake and was ready to fix it -but at what cost? When SkyHigh brings in their new drummer, Damon Díaz, thing get wild for Braxton Vaux. Braxton’s the bands "star boy"—confident, cocky, narcissist and the fan-favorite guitarist everyone can’t get enough of. But Damon’s insane drumming skills and effortlessly cool vibe flip everything, stealing the spotlight, taking everything Braxton thought was his—his friends, his fans, even his girlfriend. Damon is the most bossy, arrogant perfectionist, who has no right to look like a handsome devil in disguise. Braxton hates Damon, he does. Braxton’s burning with jealousy, itching to fight for what’s his—and he is ready to declare war. but Braxton couldn’t decide if he wanted to strangle Damon or pull him closer.

In a world forged by steel and fire, kingdoms collide in a cataclysmic clash. At the heart of the maelstrom stands the dark witch Se La - peerless mistress of the shadow sorcery and a brutal strategist with her trusted commanders and nephew yuhan.  Blessed with azure flames that blaze like the fury of the gods, Yuhan trains tirelessly under Se La's tutelage, their bond unbreakable. Together, they prepare to face the coming storm, for the fate of kingdoms hangs by a thread. Where legends are forged in the crucible of battle, the drums of war echo, and the earth trembles. The stage is set for an epic show down that will determine the destiny of all.

" you drew stars around my scars now I'm bleeding"__ Abigail Ratchford _____ Being raised in the Ratchford mansion not allowed to see the outside world . and known as the emperor's pampered daughter.turning twenty she's made to marry the golden son of the Anderson family.unknown to her about the cold dark eyes watching her from her , watching her every move . Who would have known the day she turned twenty was the day her sweet pampered life turned upside down ____ She opened the door with a bang as herr gaze fell on a horrid sight . It wasost trenchous thing she have ever seen , she felt like puking. It smelt so bad . Lost in her thought her gaze fell on two bodies her eyes shrank as she rushed in . She stumbled back in fear . Her gaze fell at her father's headless body and his head rolled across the room. Her mother was drenched in her own pool of blood . Her wedding dress was stained in blood not realizing when she tried to touch the body wondering if it was just her imagination. She wanted to scream as her eyes staired at the face , her mother's eyes were rolled backward, her lips ashened and her lips parted slightly. A hand cover her mouth as all the scream turned to mumble. A strange scent of tobacco waft into her nose . Her mind clouded with fear and confusion . " Long time no see miss Abigail Ratchford _missed me ?" She heard him chuckle from behind . It took a few second to recognize the familiar voice behind her . As her eyes flashed in horror.it couldn't be ? ..wasn't he dead ? ___ keep reading shadow and bones