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My Darling Host Refuses To Take Off His Fursuit!!

Furan Shi only wanted to be a cutie little princess. That's it. So when he died, nobody missed him. After his family and relatives, the next person to attend his funeral was his homeroom teacher and friends™, his murderer, and then a mysterious red-eyed crow. Said mysterious crow sucked his soul right out and offered him a better life than this. No, he still won't be a cutie princess, but he can be the next best thing after that. Furan Shi, the (dramatic) princess wannabe, agreed with one condition. Filter: ‘Animal Characteristics’ System: Are you… sure about this? Furan, pouting: Is that not possible..? System: … you're welcome to do as you like =͟͟͞͞(꒪ᗜ꒪‧̣̥̇) [Yes, this is a quick transmigration novel.] [Yes, all cutesy cutie pie bc I am sad.] [Yes, the host is always a demihuman, more often than not part animal haha.] [No, the host isn't always an animal.] [And no, this isn't necessarily about furries. Eh, but I'm open to negotiations.. ╮(. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)╭] I do apologize in advance. I can only offer a small, squishy Furan Shi with ears and tail(/s). Or at least we'll wait for him to grow up (ಠ⁠◡⁠ಠ) before I can write the papapa (⁠。⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠). Also, I'm trying my best to make this as light-themed as possible for people like me who just wanted to relax, aka not much brain games... ehe.. —————————— I have the sad [not the GREAT sad that would be sad :( ] So, I proposed a solution to myself. Me: O-ohh… myself? P-p-proposing? *Bats eyelashes at the murky puddle of water on the sidewalk* Myself: *wiggles brows handsomely* Yes, my darling sugar pap~ I propose we write a story together~ Me: *swoons cutely* OhhHh~ Myself: *nipples sweating* so is that a yes? *Nervous, nonexistent tits bouncing* Me: YES!!!1! *proceeds to bend down to kiss suspicious puddle of water* Thus, this book was born from the selfcest passion between me and myself. I combined two things I love the most (transmigration and demihumans) and squeezed my already drained (and unstable) brain into making this book. Now, I struggle with everything (money, socializing, money again, college, comprehension, basic problem solving, any 21st century skills… money-) and even my writing skills don't do as well as they used to in the past. No shit my drafts on my phone are even in the Comic Sans font [bc I don't have Joker or Wingdings :(( ] just to keep me happy.
santaVanilla · 12.3K Views

Ma femme est l'Impératrice Asura

``` [L'une des meilleures histoires de harem sur WN] [#WPC320 #Villain_Theme Gagnant] [À lire uniquement si vous voulez une superbe intrigue, une romance enivrante, et un harem parfait sans aucun développement forcé.] [Ce roman n'est pas de ceux où le MC domine l'intrigue et évolue seul. L'histoire appartient à la fois au MC et à son harem piquant (filles).] Entrez dans un monde de bêtes magiques, où l'humanité lutte pour sa survie contre une race extraterrestre. Après avoir perdu une guerre contre les néfastes Dhovrix, les humains font une percée technologique et découvrent un portail vers la Terre des Asuras, où ils peuvent acquérir des compétences surhumaines en vainquant des bêtes magiques. Avec la menace des Dhovrix toujours présente, Rio, un jeune garçon de 16 ans, est envoyé chez les Asuras pour devenir puissant. Mais le destin a d'autres projets pour lui, et il se retrouve sur un chemin qui l'amène à épouser l'Impératrice Asura et à se retourner contre les siens. Choisira-t-il de se battre pour les humains qui l'ont élevé ou d'embrasser un nouveau destin puissant aux côtés de sa mariée Asura ? Embarquez dans un voyage épique avec Rio et découvrez où se situent ses loyautés dans ce récit palpitant de pouvoir, d'amour et de sacrifice. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Rejoignez-nous sur : Discord=https://discord.gg/Ed5JDPXawG instagram=https://www.instagram.com/the.whitesnow/ ```
thewhitesnow · 44.5K Views

Young Master's PoV: Woke Up As A Villain In A Game One Day

"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.
The_One_Who_Was · 225K Views

My System was Muted!

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.* *Title is pending for the cover.*
Daoistc5PXIE · 14.9K Views

The Rise Of A Shadowsmith

Do read my new novel **Chimaera's Conquest**. It would mean a lot to me if you could read it and give your valuable review. Thanks in advance. *** In the ordinary world, Shinon was happy with operating his family business as a weapon supplier to the dungeon divers. However, one day everything changed. Shinon woke up in a world overrun by zombies. His abilities weren't made for combat, but when all seemed lost, something happened inside him. A new power awoke within him. The ability to manipulate shadows. Able to command darkness to do his bidding, Shinon uses his newfound powers to stay alive in a world where death is always around the corner. As he sets out on his quest, he must navigate through a dangerous landscape filled with zombies, rival survivor groups, and other threats. Along the way, he meets other survivors who join him on his mission. Together, they face incredible odds and overcome seemingly insurmountable challenges. As they journey deeper into the heart of the zombie-infested world. Shinon discovers his powers might not be enough to save them all. He must face not only the hordes of the undead but also his own inner demons as he grapples with the morality of using his powers to save those he loves. When the stakes grow higher, and the threat of the zombies becomes direr, Shinon must decide what he is willing to sacrifice in order to survive. Will Shinon use his powers to save humanity from the brink of extinction, or will he succumb to the darkness within him and become the very thing he is fighting against? *** Join Discord for exclusive daily character arts! Discord server link: https://discord.gg/KBa7tWTYzp Owned Cover. All rights reserved. Font credit: Wounded_Warrior
AkshatArpit · 1.1M Views

Baptism by Entropy

Cub is a young man, a slave, working in the House of the military leader that conquered his people. Silas Drag, an invader he must now call, 'Uncle'. As caretaker of the children of the House, Cub rises at dawn and provides all that the children need, aside from their lessons, from the time they rise until they're in bed. He spends every free moment learning all that he can, training his body, and planning for the day that he will liberate his people. Relatively few inhabitable worlds boast a Chaos Fountain even in the Ordered planes. The Disorder in the matter it touches is washed away, concentrating the remaining Ordered matter. Proximity to the Fountain slows aging and makes disease unheard of for all the creatures near it. Even plants and minerals are fortified by exposure to the stream of Disorder that flows from the Font. Functionally, it brings out the greatest potential of all it purifies. His goals are complicated by the fact that his enemy is one of the Purest men in existence. Drag's skin can turn an un-purified blade. His speed is outside the ability of the impure to even capture in their eyes. If the legends are true, he also possesses strange abilities that make it little wonder he had earned the title of Supreme Knight. Cub is just a normal boy of 16, his opportunities to train in the Font in the ways of his people robbed from him by the invaders. Even then, the warriors of his people had been no match for Silas. Cub has one hope; an opportunity to kill the Supreme Knight. Cub hopes that the loss of their strongest Knight will be the signal fire that can unite his scattered people and incite rebellion. At the very least, it will be satisfying vengeance.
Gamidae · 16.9K Views

Dread Sovereign: Monster Girl Harem

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.
Duke_Asmodeus · 1.4M Views
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