Soap Opera

[Good news]: She transmigrated into the well-known Phantom of the Opera [Bad news]: It was the horror movie version! After waking up, Bo Li discovered that she had transmigrated to the 19th century. In the 19th century, smog was severe, tuberculosis was prevalent, and sanitary conditions were bleak. It was possible to step into a pile of manure at any moment. To make matters worse, she had transmigrated into a crossdressing circus worker. This was an era where short-haired, pants-wearing women would be harshly judged, so no one doubted her gender. They just thought she was an overly pretty boy. However, as time went on, she would grow taller, and her feminine features would become more obvious. The circus was a mixed crowd. If she didn't leave before adulthood, her crossdressing would be exposed sooner or later. Before leaving, she convinced an abused teenager in the circus to leave with her. She planned on opening a haunted house with him. Author's Note: Bo Li is mentally 6 years older than Eric, but they're physically the same age. Eric is a SERIAL KILLER and extremely possessive of Bo Li. Bo Li will be a little afraid of Erik at the beginning, but she will soon enjoy his behavior. After all, If the male lead's every action doesn't poke at the heroine kinks, then what's the point? One-sentence summary: The male lead is even more yandere than in the original 'Phantom of the Opera'. My Other Works: The Imperial Concubine is the Most Favored in the Harem. Bride of the Forgotten Prince: Wedding Behind Bars

In the scorching village of Ẹkààrò, hunger runs deeper than the cracked red earth. Iyiola known simply as Iyi is no ordinary young man. Born with water in his lungs and stars in his palms, he carries a restless hunger that food cannot fill. What he truly craves is gold a symbol of power, wealth, and escape from a life tethered by poverty. By day, Iyi drifts through the dusty streets stained by Lagos grime. By night, he dives into the flickering glow of cyber cafes, hacking and scamming his way toward a dream that slips further away with every stolen dime. When danger closes in, he flees into the rain-soaked shadows, chased not just by men but by something ancient and unseen. An enigmatic herbalist offers Iyi a cryptic choice: to leave the world he knows behind and journey into a hidden realm where true wealth is weighed not by coins or diamonds, but by the soul’s price. With a bar of black soap pulsing like a heartbeat in his hands, Iyi steps into a world both familiar and surreal a silent market where riches vanish like smoke and where he is no longer one of them. The Weight of Gold is a gripping urban fantasy that explores the price of ambition, the pull of heritage, and the perilous quest for a treasure that could cost everything. Will Iyi find the gold he seeks or lose himself chasing it?

After living in hellish prison for 16 years, you're finally rescued. But what do you do when you soon realize that there is now a thread, a connection to the warden you've escaped from? BLURB: He could clearly see the way the water droplets ran down her back. The brown curls, almost black due to being wet, stuck to it, gave such an alluring contrast to her skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight. She turned, causing her ample breast to come into view. A single droplet hung precariously from a pebbled nipple. Was his eyesight always this sharp? It appeared like a pearl, begging to be licked away. He groaned as he could almost taste the cool freshness on his tongue before it was replaced with the heat of her flushed skin. Unzipping his jeans caused his member spring forth, drenched in the constant precum that flowed. Just the thought of sucking on her breast made him groan in frustrated desperation. He buried his face between the fleshly orbs. Biting and licking, he was pleased to see his marks on her skin. A fierce desire to possess came over him and even his wolf growled at the feeling. How is it that she smells even better that the soap she just used? Other Omegas used the same kind, yet their smell would cause his stomach to feel upset. Inhaling again, he pinning her against a tree. The same tree he was hiding behind before. Lifting her up, he devoured her lips while wrapping her long legs around his waist. Slightly bending his knees, he entered her in one deep thrust. She was hot and tight. So tight that if it wasn't for her juices, he wouldn't be able to move. Gripping himself tighter, his imagination became wild. Just thinking about her breathy moans or her screams of pleasure caused a shudder to pass through him as he came into the tissue he had thoughtfully grabbed. Why, why not just take what he so obviously wants? What's stopping him? If it were anyone else, he would have slacked his lust, had some fun, and moved on. The fact that this question ran through his mind without an answer was the reason for his pain.

In the midst of the chaos and destruction of modern warfare, Professor Cyrus, a historian deeply fascinated by ancient Persian history, suddenly closes his eyes to the world. But this is not an end; it is a new beginning. He is reincarnated into the body of an infant named "Cyrus" in ancient times, precisely at the dawn of the Achaemenid Empire. With a mind full of 21st-century knowledge and a photographic memory that keeps all his learnings alive, this new Cyrus finds an unparalleled opportunity to change his own destiny and that of the ancient nation of Iran. Can a modern mind not only survive in an ancient world but also, like his historical predecessor, build an empire that will be unparalleled throughout history? This epic novel is a journey into the depths of an alternate history, where Cyrus, using his unique genius, undertakes unprecedented innovations. From inventing a new Persian language and script, and producing paper and soap in his childhood, to implementing revolutionary army reforms inspired by Sun Tzu, Roman military principles, and modern military science. He rebuilds governmental and judicial systems based on human rights and wisdom, fosters theoretical and experimental sciences, and constructs infrastructures beyond the imagination of that era. His goal is not merely conquest, but to build a civilization founded on justice, tolerance, and progress, so that the Achaemenid Empire may endure for thousands of years and remain safe from historical collapses caused by Alexander the Great. "My Persian Empire" is a narrative of the endeavour to create an ancient utopia, where extreme nationalism gives way to mutual understanding and coexistence, and great civilizations of the world, from Rome to Greece, and from India to China, imitate the advancements of Persia. This eventful story takes you into the heart of strategic battles, court intrigues, and scientific and cultural transformations, showing how a leader with a modern vision can not only rewrite history but also leave an everlasting legacy for humanity. Author's Note: Hello dear companions! It is with great pride that I present to you my first novel, "My Persian Empire." This work is the result of my years of fascination with web novels in the Kingdom Building genre and the glorious history of Iran. In creating this novel, I have utilized the capabilities of Artificial Intelligence (AI) – particularly models like Gemini 2.5 Flash or Grok 3 – to craft a rich and precise story. However, I emphasize that every idea and every narrative thread has been under my complete and direct management and supervision. AI has been a powerful tool in my hands to turn my dream into reality, but the spirit, thought, and human creativity of this work are entirely my own. I understand that as a novice writer, there may be imperfections in my work, but I have created it with all my heart for you, and I hope you enjoy this historical-fictional journey. Your support and feedback will be my greatest motivation to continue on this path and create subsequent volumes. Thank you very much for your companionship.

Kazuki Tanaka, a 23-year-old obsessive clean freak, dies after slipping on a soap bar in his pristine bathroom. Upon awakening, he finds himself summoned to a medieval fantasy world known for war, plague, and most of all — filth. Magic exists, but only destructive spells are valued. That is... until Kazuki discovers his unique "Sanitation Magic" — the power to clean anything, from physical dirt to curses and corruption. With his enchanted mop and a divine disinfectant spell, he becomes the world's most feared purifier. Armed with a modern mind and an OCD-level obsession for hygiene, Kazuki sets out to cleanse not only grime but the rotten hearts of tyrants, monsters, and a continent drowning in chaos. Who needs fireballs when you have bleach bombs and sterilizing fields? Join him on a squeaky-clean rampage in a filthy, magic-infested world!

Shen La, a special forces operative born with the Heavenly Eye, has been able to see ghosts since childhood. During a mission involving a supernatural incident, his abilities were exposed—leading to his recruitment by a hidden Chinese government agency: the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation. This mysterious organization is tasked with investigating and handling all manner of supernatural phenomena. Within the Bureau, Shen La encounters a group of uniquely gifted and eccentric colleagues, including a mysterious white-haired man known only as Invincible, and Sun Fatty, a genius with an exceptionally high IQ. Through a series of increasingly perilous encounters—including the resurrection of the Ancestor Shaman, the haunting Ghost Opera of Qinghe, and a ghost ship that has wandered for centuries—Shen La begins to grow both in power and insight. Yet as the cases deepen, a shadowy force behind the scenes begins to reveal itself. Its ultimate goal appears to be a secret manual said to grant immortality... Disclaimer This is a non-profit, unofficial English translation of the Chinese novel 《民调局异闻录》 (Bureau of Paranormal Investigation), written by 耳东水寿. All rights to the original work belong to the author and the original publisher. This translation is created for the purpose of language learning, cultural exchange, and introducing Chinese literature to an English-speaking audience. No commercial gain is involved. If the original author, copyright holder, or authorized representative requests removal, this translation will be immediately taken down without objection. Please support the official release if one becomes available.

Kaito is the only known human left in a universe where humanity is extinct. Almost everyone wants him dead. But something… or someone wants him alive. He’s hunted by intergalactic governments and haunted by the mysterious power growing inside him. With the help of the S-ranked elven Star Traveler captain Elara and her crew, the Starlight, Kaito journeys across countless worlds, clashing with empires, cosmic well guardians, and the demons of his and the universe’s past—all in search of one thing… The Cosmic Heart. Heart of the Cosmos is a sci-fi, shonen-meets-seinen space opera with martial arts, interstellar warfare, cosmic powers, and emotional moments. *For fans of Naruto, One Piece, Fate, Bleach, and Star Wars.

*Caution* *This novel has so many smut scenes.* Leonard was just an ordinary, virgin office worker living an unremarkable life. The only thing that truly stood out about him was his absurdly high libido. One day, while contemplating his life, he had a strange encounter with a mysterious figure who later introduced herself as the Goddess of Lust and Love. She offered him a mission. To become her envoy and spread her faith in another world, specifically in a kingdom known for its conservative society. Now, tasked with introducing a religion of passion and pleasure to a society that wants nothing to do with either, Leonard's second life began to fill with craziness, thrill, romance, and many more genres, just like soap drama. The challenges include, but are not limited to, dealing with the strict but beautiful clerics, playing hide-and-seek with the husbands of the wives he slept with, and many more. Will he succeed in his holy and horny mission? Or will he be burned at the stake before he ever gets to enjoy the fruits of his labor?

When the heavens collapsed, he laughed. When the gods wept, he slapped them. And when the world begged for balance, he brought chaos wrapped in harmony. Born with a Divine System that rewards him not for strength—but for disrupting the status quo, Tianming begins his journey as a mere cultivator with a heretical thought: > “What if music and silence… were lovers, not rivals?” In a realm torn between the celestial harmonies of the Holy Music Goddess Aria and the void-born doctrines of the Goddess of Silence, Nihila, Tianming rises as the bridge—and the weapon—between both. Armed with the Echoing Silence Blade, forged from their own divine essences, Tianming builds more than kingdoms: He builds a paradox empire—where fallen angels compose opera, battle monks farm floating citadels, and divine entities argue over who gets to warm his bed... or destroy him. But as he gathers a harem of goddesses, forges divine cultivation paths, and face-slaps arrogant immortals, a forgotten terror awakens: > The Goddess of Unheard Screams—a being erased from all history—has heard the first note of her return. Now Tianming must navigate divine politics, cultural warfare, and sensual sabotage—all while growing stronger through irony, disruption… and laughter. --- Genre: Xianxia | Fantasy | Cultivation | Comedy | Harem | Empire-Building | Martial Arts | Mythical Romance Tags: Overpowered MC, Face-Slapping, System, Gods, Divine Harem, Kingdoms & Empires, Magic, Immortality, Humor --- Would you like a shorter promotional blurb for platform banners, or a longer version that introduces the main heroines and system mechanics in more detail?

Be a ruler of a kingdom. Affairs, war with monsters, politics. The intergalactic kingdom lies completely under your control. Best throughout the galaxy picked and trained from birth to be your maids. Be the ruler you always wanted to be. (Heavily lust and romance driven)

The room was thick with the smell of wine. January 2025, Aezren leaned against the couch with wine in his hand, His eyes red like the sun during an eclipse, while his hair a chaotic Blonde framed his face with eerie elegance, hoping not to be disturbed by the screams of people. He was the Grim Reaper and the cause of people’s misfortunes, so it was only natural that he was embraced by screams day and night. Without a moment’s notice, he heard another person cursing him. “Not this again…” he groaned as he got up. He sipped his wine as he watched the drunk woman cursing him from the reflection on his wine. Lavinia stood on the parapet wall with high heels, ready to fall at any moment. Her red lipstick messed up, her skin a shade of bright olive, her hair had faded black hair dye, her eyes a shade of deep green, reminiscent of the forest. Her movements came out unstable as she screamed out, “Seems like all doom is attracted to me!” she laughed, tears rolled down her face. “I’m really not,” Aezren scoffed as he rolled his eyes. His eyes blew into saucers at a closer look at her face. “That face, it’s her!” he exclaimed. “I can’t let her die,” he pleaded with desperation as his “heart” raced. Aezren put his glass of wine back on the table with telekinesis as he stood up and teleported to Lavinia. However, it was already too late and she jumped off. Aezren jumped off of the terrace and held her in his arms as he floated in the air. He quickly took her back to the terrace before anybody could notice. Lavinia shut her eyes tight, hoping for the worst to happen—her death. She opened her eyes soon after she realized that she was on solid ground. “What is it,” she smiled, “Am I in heaven or hell?” she walked as she wondered. She was in her own world. “You’re in none,” Aezren told her, about to crash out at her obliviousness. But of course, she was half rat — drunk as hell. He let out a deep sigh. She didn’t listen. He recited some sort of spell, his index and middle finger pointed at her. Since alcohol has similar affects to being dead, it was easy enough for him to get her to be sober. She blinked in surprise. “Wh…Who are you?” she stammered, taking steps back defensively. “Be my muse.” He asked her. He has been searching for a her for over 4 centuries now. Having been living for so long, he has started making paintings to pass time. He has her face like a fuzzy faded painting in his head, and he has always struggled to capture her in his paintings. Finding her was a dream come true for him. She couldn’t die. Not before he painted her. Lavinia’s breath hitched. She was hit with nausea and dizziness. “Please.. please leave me alone!” She begged, her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. Aezren stared at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t save you because I care about your life,” he said, voice low. “I saved you because you have a face that doesn’t belong to this era.” Lavinia’s breath hitched again, her head spinning, “What the hell does that even mean…?” “I’ve seen you before. In dreams, in sketches, in brush strokes I never finished.” He sighed, “Centuries of searching. And suddenly, you’re on a rooftop, yelling about doom like some half-broken opera.” “You’re insane,” she whispered, backing away. He didn’t argue. “Probably,” he said with a shrug. “But I don’t care what you believe. You’re here. And I need to paint you before you disappear again.” Lavinia blinked, confusion and fear wrestling inside her. But something about him—his tone, his posture, the weird mix of detachment and obsession—made her pause. Her stomach flipped. The room still spun, but she wasn’t sure if it was just the wine anymore. “Okay,” she said slowly, swallowing hard. TW: Might include topics or references to Self harm. Reader discretion is recommended.

In the year 2100, Earth is dying—and only the elite know the end is near. To save humanity, the world’s leading minds created ReLife, a hyper-realistic VRMMORPG powered by a sentient AI, Opera. ReLife isn't simply a game. It's a virtual world where human consciousness will be preserved and transported to a distant habitable planet. To the public, it’s just the next big source of entertainment. But to those in power, it’s humanity’s last hope. But for Shin Jin Young, once a billionaire's heir and the son of ReLife’s lead scientist, the game holds a darker promise. After his parents' mysterious deaths are ruled as double suicide, and their assets seized, Jin Young loses everything—until a cryptic message appears on his login screen: “I know who killed your parents. Do you want revenge?” Now entering ReLife under the alias Ezekiel, Jin Young begins a relentless solo journey—armed with forbidden knowledge and a burning need for answers. But in a world where death weakens the soul and reality blends with simulation, power comes at a price. And he will pay it—no matter the cost.

"In a world where love defies death and soap defies rain, follow two sisters through supernatural trials in a gripping tale of sacrifice, resilience, and unwavering sisterhood."

In the silent wreckage of a luxury starcruiser, an abandoned android maid continues her daily performance—for an audience long turned to dust. For 500 years, X1 has danced, greeted, and entertained as her programming commands, surrounded by bones, broken lights, and fading memories. But when a cryogenic pod flickers back to life, and a man awakens from the past, the opera of the ruins begins its second act. As the last human and a dysfunctional android navigate a decaying world filled with dead systems and silent stars, a question echoes louder than ever: Can hope be rebooted... or has humanity's curtain already fallen? A melancholic sci-fi tale of solitude, memory, and fragile connection—perfect for fans of NieR: Automata, The Wandering Earth, and Vivy: Fluorite Eye’s Song.

Legend of the Galactic Heroes Vol. 2: Ambition continues the grand space opera saga of two interstellar superpowers—the Galactic Empire and the Free Planets Alliance—as they clash in politics, war, and ideology. After the devastating Battle of Amlitzer, the Free Planets Alliance reels from massive losses. Amid this chaos, Admiral Yang Wen-li, a reluctant hero and strategic genius, is appointed commander of the crucial Iserlohn Fortress. Though he has no love for war and dreams of retiring as a historian, Yang becomes a key figure in preventing the Alliance’s collapse. On the other side, Reinhard von Lohengramm, the ambitious young admiral of the Galactic Empire, begins consolidating power. Seeking to destroy the entrenched aristocracy and unify the Empire under his control, he engineers a plot to destabilize the Alliance from within. Reinhard manipulates a disgraced Alliance general, Arthur Lynch, to spark a coup d’état, distracting the Alliance while Reinhard prepares for civil war against the Empire’s old nobility. As tensions rise, Yang suspects Reinhard’s involvement but struggles against the Alliance’s incompetent political leadership and the influence of growing fanatical movements like the Earth Cult. Meanwhile, both sides are forced to confront internal divisions that threaten to be as dangerous as their external enemies. This volume explores themes of ambition, corruption, and the fragility of democratic ideals, contrasting Reinhard’s authoritarian reformism with Yang’s defense of flawed democracy. As new conspiracies unfold, both men edge closer to an inevitable confrontation—one shaped more by their philosophies than by firepower alone.

"Inside a miracle, there is a secret that makes us amazed." ------------------ One day I came to an opera performance, they were showing a classic story where there was a magician, or, you could say a magician. They put on a good story, but what was surprising was the magician who played the role of the wizard. The magician performed a stunning magic, how did they do it? I was interested in magic so I studied it, it was amazing! It was like I was studying magic, and when I performed my tricks in front of the class, they were amazed by me. Hey?, enough nonsense! I should now reveal my goal, Ahem. I want to create something bigger than performing cheap tricks, I want to create MIRACLES!

"They buried me with roses. Red, like the betrayal in their hearts" The sky was grey, the morning they laid me to rest. Not stormy, not gentle, just blank, like the eyes of the people who came to weep. They cried. My mother's veil soaked in fake tears. My father face tight, as though forcing himself to mourn. And Albert, my dear Albert. Stood tall beside my cousin, her hands around his arm. I watched them from the oak tree, unseen. My fingers trembling, body cold, heart burning. The coffin was shut, but I knew what was inside. My face, my hair, . My pale hands folded neatly like I had died with grace. But I haven't. I bleed on cold ground, screamed, I fell. And no one tried to save me . That morning I had woken up in someone else's body. A maid's body. Thin wrists, bruised ankles, calloused palms. The scent of ash and soap clung to me. I looked into the mirror and saw her face , not mine. Her lips, her eyes, her sadness. Her name was Margaret. They didn't notice. Not my mother, not the maids I grew up with, not even Albert. I moved through the halls like a ghost, cleaning floors I used to walk in silk. Serving wine to the very people who buried me. And no one knew. But I know. Someone killed me, and someone let me die. They think the dead can't speak. That once the dirt is thrown and the prayers are said, we're gone. They're wrong. I'm still here, watching, and I'll remember everything.

Após a catástrofe global que levou milhões à morte, a elite da humanidade — composta pelos mais ricos, poderosos e devotos — fugiu para um planeta distante na chamada Operação Frigga, buscando reerguer a civilização. No entanto, ao encontrar a enigmática raça dos Canard, numa tentativa de colonização falha, foram forçados a retornar à Terra dois anos depois. O mundo que deixaram para trás não é mais o mesmo. Milênios se passaram em sua ausência, e a Terra agora pertence aos povos indígenas, que reconstruíram suas sociedades em harmonia com a natureza. Mas os recém-chegados não vieram como visitantes — eles querem retomar seu "lugar de direito", usando os Canardianos como escravos para restaurar sua glória perdida. Agora, em meio a ruínas de uma civilização esquecida e fronteiras marcadas pelo sangue, o conflito entre aqueles que buscam o domínio e aqueles que lutam por liberdade se torna inevitável. A verdadeira batalha pelo futuro da Terra está prestes a começar.

A collection of letters I write while listening to classical music. Letters to the past, to my mistakes, to what might have been.

"A useless person like you is not worthy of being in our family. Take this money and get out of it!" "Yes! Goodbye!" Possessing the body of an incompetent villainess who committed countless evil deeds to win the male lead, Nam-joo, our protagonist faces a dismal reality. Her reputation is in ruins, and the original story's protagonists are about to embark on an affair. Seeing a clear path to freedom, she declares, "It's easy for me to be kicked out for money!" Her dream? To be disinherited and open a tranquil stationery store, selling delightful, memory-inducing items like beer candy and soap bubbles to children. However, her hopes for a peaceful life are quickly shattered as her young clientele prove to be surprisingly influential. "I'll find a handsome and modest man, not an adulterous man like my brother!" "Huh, how about my brother, who is the Crown Prince?" Suddenly, her unassuming stationery store becomes a hub for powerful figures: the formidable Demon Sword, the next Crown Prince, the notorious villain Ma Top Ju, and even the story's ultimate mastermind. What was supposed to be a quiet existence turns into a whirlwind of intrigue and chaos. Help! She just wanted a normal life! Dive into Yeo Ro-eun's captivating long-form romance fantasy, Disclaimer: This is an unofficial fan translation of a work by Shuu (しゅ). This translation is not intended for commercial use and no infringement of copyright is intended. All intellectual property rights pertaining to the original work are reserved by the author.

"Waking up in a fantasy world? Fine. Being sold off to a ruthless Duke? Not on my to-do list." When Sienna Carter, a culinary arts graduate, who is also a doctor and scientist , dies in an accident, she never expects to wake up as Lady Althea Vale, the illegitimate daughter of a noble home. She has always been maltreated by her father, step mother and siblings, her future seems bleak—until her father sells her off in marriage to Duke Alistair Ravenshade, a feared warrior known as the "Demon Duke". But when she meets him, Althea realizes the rumors are wrong. Alistair isn't a monster—he's a desperate leader trying to save his crumbling duchy. War, famine, and corruption threaten his land, and Seraphina sees an opportunity. Armed with: - A magical skill that allows her to "create" anything she can fully conceptualize - 21st-century food, medical, and engineering knowledge - A stubborn streak that refuses to let her be a powerless noblewoman Althea begins to transform the war-torn duchy, introducing everything from efficient farming techniques and enchanted irrigation systems to soap, better textiles, and even coffee. But the biggest challenge? Winning the heart of her brooding, mysterious husband. With scheming nobles, magical creatures, and the shadow of war looming, can Althea modernize an ancient world while navigating romance and political intrigue?

"How are you this clueless? You binge-watch soap operas all the time. Haven't you learned anything?" I gave her a blank stare, unsure what she was getting at. She leaned in and whispered, "Kai likes you." My eyes widened. "What? No, he doesn't!" "How do you not see it? Everyone in class knows!" I shook my head, my thoughts racing. "I thought he was just excited to see me—like he is with you, Zane, and Alek. With everyone." Marina smirked. "Trust me, he is never that excited to see me." ***** What was life like when you were sixteen? What were your firsts? Alek, Kai, Marina, Zara and Zane might have Iived in the same street, gone to the same school, hated the same teacher, but they experienced life differently, lived and loved in their own unique ways. Now in their 30s, they recount their teenage years, each from their individual perspectives. Did they achieve their dreams? Did they find love and happiness? Find out.

You spot a mysterious, shiny ring on the ground. It gleams under the sunlight, almost calling out to you. Curiosity gets the better of you. You pick it up… and without thinking, slip it onto your finger. Boom. Something shifts. Suddenly, you feel an unstoppable urge no, a need to clean. Dust? You see it everywhere. Smudges? You wipe them in seconds. Mess? You can’t rest until everything sparkles. You've turned into a full-blown cleaning maniac with expert-level skills in mopping, scrubbing, organizing, and more. This isn’t normal. This ring? It’s cursed or maybe enchanted. Now, your life is a whirlwind of shine, soap, and secrets. Because the deeper you scrub, the more you uncover... and soon, you'll realize this isn't just about cleaning anymore.

“When the prey becomes the beast tamer, who is truly in control of this deadly game?” In the smog-filled 19th century, Leona is forced to wear the mask of a "boy" and hides within the freak show of a circus. She thought her only crisis was the fear of her gender being exposed, until she found a "mad dog": - He is covered in scars but uses chains to fight back against his abusers; - His eyes are cold and menacing, yet he curls up at the foot of her bed at night; - He says, "I will kill you," yet slaughters those who dare to watch her. "This is not redemption, it is symbiosis." When Leona awakens him with the cold-hearted choice of "using strong acid to unlock the key," the gears of fate have already crushed all escape routes. He rips off his disguise, revealing his disfigured face, yet she only responds with, "Shall we collaborate? I'll help you overthrow this hell." "Love is the poison that corrodes reason, and he is willing to drink the poison to quench his thirst." On the tightrope of the circus, she is the only one daring enough to dance with him as his "beast tamer"; In the secret dungeon, he is the "watcher" who carves through walls for her. Until the lies are exposed— "You are my brother," she says with a smile to her pursuer. Breathing suddenly becomes heavy in the darkness, as he tightens his grip on her neck, his voice hoarse: "Sister, you taught me how to kill, but now you think you can tame me with a single sentence?" "Warning: This is not a fairy tale, but a game of identity between hunter and prey." He digs up a grave, holding her "corpse" in madness; She pulls the trigger with a smile, asking, "Now, who is the mad one?"

"The new book 'Scolded as the Star of Death, All the Big Shots in the Capital Rush to Spoil Me' is now available!" Also known as "Reborn Era: Getting Rich with the Check-In System." [A physical powerhouse of a female lead vs. a vindictive, sarcastic, and elegant male protagonist] After a laboratory explosion, Lin Tang returns to that impoverished era and is bound to a check-in system. Before she has time to claim the newcomer gift pack, her fiancé, sporting an air of confidence, comes to break off the betrothal. The reason being, he's about to secure a stable job. Lin Tang looks at the ordinary yet self-assured man, parted her red lips slightly and said, "...break it off!" Less than a month later, her ex-fiancé was fired for some reason. Lin Tang took a stroll around the county and became the executive officer of the Broadcasting Station in the Textile Factory. Ex-fiancé's internal OS: Is it too late to reconcile now? - Those times were tough! Despite being treasured by her three big brothers and parents, everything from food to cloth and even soap required coupons... Even living frugally couldn't alleviate the miserable condition. Looking at the black mush in the bowl, Lin Tang fell silent, “......” Thankfully, she had a system! Need anything? Just check in to get it. - Many years later. A handsome man looked at his delicate wife with a fair complexion, managing to keep a straight face as he said, “I heard you could knock out a wild boar with just two punches?” Lin Tang's eyes sparkled, her fingers gently exerting force, and the Enamel Jar in her hand deformed. She responded in a stern manner, “Nonsense! Don't believe those rumors. We're civilized people and can't be that barbaric!”

Tác giả: Mishima Yomu Họa sĩ: Takamine Nadare Liam Sera Banfield là một người tái sinh. Anh ta được tái sinh vào một vũ trụ giả tưởng của kiếm và ma thuật, nhưng vào thời điểm nền văn minh đó đã tiến bộ vào ngoài vũ trụ. Bối cảnh diễn ra trong một đế chế giữa các thiên hà, một vũ trụ giống như vở opera không gian, nơi vũ khí hình người và tàu vũ trụ chiến đấu. Liam, người đã hóa thân thành một gia đình quý tộc trong một xã hội quân chủ, có tham vọng một ngày nào đó trở thành một chúa tể độc ác. Ở kiếp trước, Liam không may đã mất tất cả và chết trong tuyệt vọng. - Thật ngu ngốc khi sống vì người khác. - Tôi sẽ sống cho chính mình. Giữ những cảm xúc đó trong ngực, anh bắt đầu hướng tới cuộc sống thứ hai của mình, nhưng thay vào đó được tôn thờ như một người cai trị đạo đức từ sự khác biệt về giá trị của mình. Liệu Liam có thể trở thành một chúa tể độc ác một cách an toàn?

WSA 2025 PARTICIPATION!!! --- Ahhh… The beauty of the fall. The despair. The screams. The betrayals. This is what fuels Azarel Valcis, and me—oh, me—in this reincarnated body, I'm here to revel in every single moment! I’m not here to survive or play the hero, no, no, no… I’m here to break, to manipulate, to laugh at the chaos I sow around me. This world is mine! Azarel, once a mere puppet sacrificed, now has a puppet master far more… entertaining. And guess what? It’s not death that scares me. Oh no. It’s the unbearable boredom of a life without thrills! Manipulating fools, toying with their petty ambitions, ripping their dreams to shreds—all of it for my amusement. Why not? Why be shackled by the stupid rules of morality when I can shatter it all? And their magic, their so-called invincible powers? Ha! I’ll twist them, bend them, break them as I see fit. All to test the limits, to see how far I can push them before they collapse, before their hopes crumble into dust beneath my feet. Look at them run, these pathetic fools. Do they think they can stop me? Control me? Suffering? Blood? Tears? Hah… Using them, pushing them to the edge, all of it is a delicious symphony, a grand opera of madness, and I am the sole conductor. Oh, and you, dear reader? Don’t think you’ll escape unscathed. With every page you turn, with every word, I drag you deeper into this vortex of depravity, betrayal, and morbid delight. This world is mine, and now you’re trapped with me, unable to escape this cruel theater where every act draws you closer to the abyss. Welcome to my game. Brace yourself, for there are no rules here. Only desire… and madness.

Zoe Achieng, a 25-year-old Nairobi-based content creator, suddenly finds herself homeless after a gas explosion leaves her apartment in ruins (along with her dreams of being a Pinterest queen). With nowhere else to go, she moves in with her estranged, drama-loving aunt Pauline, a retired actress who still thinks she’s starring in her own soap opera. Zoe quickly realizes the real challenge isn't just rebuilding her life—it’s surviving her aunt's outrageous routines, her neighbor's pet goat (who thinks he's a dog), and dodging the well-meaning setups from her aunt who is determined to get her married off to "any man with a job and a neck." Meanwhile, Zoe is hiding a secret: she was on the verge of launching a major brand collaboration—until the explosion literally blew it up. As she tries to fake perfection online, the chaos in her real life becomes harder to hide. Through the madness, unexpected friendships, and hilarious confrontations with Pauline’s chaotic church group, Zoe learns that perfection is overrated, and sometimes being knocked off your high horse is the best thing that can happen to you.