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I CHOSE to be a VILLAIN, not a THIRD-RATE EXTRA!!

Ashok Kumar Maurya, a hardcore gamer, is shocked to find himself transmigrated to the world of his recent Open-World game. But the real surprise comes when he discovers his new body isn't any of the familiar characters he once controlled. The owner of this body is some exiled noble named Adlet. An Extra. An UNKNOWN THIRD-RATE EXTRA. Ashok is greeted by the "System," which reveals he was chosen for his perfect game ending. However, due to angering the God of Fate with vulgarities, he’s stuck with an insignificant body. As a result, the System gives him a quest from the God of Fate to preserve his life. [Main Quest: Achieve the Best Perfect Ending again. Reward for Success: Any wish, including returning to the previous world. Failure or Rejection: Death.] Just because a Quest is assigned to me, does that mean I must perform well in the role I'm given, that of a Third-rate Extra? With all the knowledge I possess, I refuse to settle for the role of a Third rate Extra, so I chose a new path for myself—the role of a VILLAIN. After all, playing the Hero would only end up in repeating what I did in the game, which is far too boring. However, to fully embrace this new role, I must rid myself of the old one. To do so, I sacrificed the System and original Adlet's soul to the HIDDEN FINAL BOSS, who is a beautiful Goddess. ……………. Follow the journey of Ashok, or the new Adlet, an unknown extra, into a true Villain. Armed with his knowledge of the game world, Ashok uses it as his weapon to overpower the original main characters and even challenge the Gods themselves, carving his path to power and domination with a loving goddess by his side. ................ >>>>HAREM: YES >>>>Detailed Plot: YES >>>> NTR: NO >>>> System: Sacrificed Note: This book would not be solely focused on the Academy but also the World
LittleEmber · 255.1K Views

Alpha Baby Maker: The Second Rate Gala

I whimpered in pain. This is how it feels like to be cursed, right? That's me, Kaidaira Steele. Sold by mother, raised to be Ryder's little whore, rejected by best friend of nineteen years and husband of six years! It gets worse! Destined to die from a fucking severed bond from a miscreant with the weakest fucking wolf in existence! *** I pressed my ear to the door. I could hear my parents talk. “Who will take a deviant like her if she's incapable of doing the bare minimum. She's sterile! You heard Alpha Greg on national TV!" "So what are you saying Michael?" It was my mother's voice. "I'm saying it just became extremely harder to pawn her off to some poor unsuspecting beta. I'm saying she's extremely useless to us. I'm saying who could love and accept a miscreant like her. I'm saying let her be the pack whore. That way she's not entirely useless to me and my warriors will be in a good mood” *** Kaidaira is rejected by her husband because she's barren. She runs from the pack that disgraced and humiliated her and She goes back to her own pack hoping her loving parents would welcome her back but all she meets are parents who have turned cold and a pack who regard her as bed warmers, the pack public whore to be! After almost encountering an assault, Kaidaira decided to take up her brother's offer to enter in the yearly gala for a second rate mate. Reluctantly she goes but sneaks out because it reeked of desperation and she was in heat. There she meets Delta Kinnley, A Prince who was in love with his own step sister, thus they strike a deal of the century. A contract marriage. Kaidaira has one demand - prove the world wrong by getting pregnant! Cover is not mine. credit goes to the rightful owner
King_Starr · 10.9K Views

Transmigrated in the F-Rated Reverse Harem Novel

"Ah fuck." Kenji was a normal overworked yet underpaid employee who liked absolutely nothing other than sleeping. One fortunate [unfortunate] day, she died a peaceful [gruesome] death in the hands of her lover [classic and fucking hilarious because who would die from a heart attack watching her lover fuck a whore] and transmigrated in a trashy, shitty, totally useless waste of paper, F-Rated novel that was criticized by the readers of badungdung platform for its grade school writing style [Hey! That's not true]. "Shut the fuck up, you crazy system. Butt in the narration one more time and i'll hang you upside down with a hole in your pants." Ahem. Well, trust me when I say though, that transmigrating is the least of her problems right now. After all, she have died twelve times. Whether she becomes an obedient pet, a kind master, a powerful villain, a cute heroine, or an npc you can't see in the background- her death, is absolute. That was until, the system made a mistake. [Welcome host! Congratulations for being granted, yet another opportunity to reincarnate. Please press restart to gain automatic 100 points. However, due to excessive internal system overload, all the previous progress was automatically deleted.] "This is fucking insane. Delete the system." [Yes host, commencing the command delete sys- WAIT ARE YOU CRAZY? I KNEW THIS BITCH HAS SOME LOSE SCREWS IN THE HEAD, THE MANAGEMENT BETTER COMPENSATE ME. MY LIFE IS ON THE LINE AND YOU GIVE ME A HOST WITH SOME LOOSE SCREW? FUCK! I'M COMPLAINING TO THE MANAGE- Ah shit.] "Complain to who, sweetheart?" [...] "Well, It's a little bit too late for that sweetheart. Alright, you better listen to me before I blow both of our heads off." [Bloody hell]
ceeisdumb · 35.5K Views

Room 208

The air hung heavy with unspoken anxieties as Iris walked the sterile hospital corridors. A year. It had been a year since she’d received the devastating news: Iñigo, her beloved boyfriend, was dead. The pain still felt raw, a constant ache in her chest. She'd mourned him fiercely, the void his absence left echoing in her heart. Little did she know, the truth was far more complicated, twisted by a mother's disapproval and a desperate attempt to keep them apart. Iñigo’s mother, a woman whose disapproval Iris had always felt like a cold wind, had whisked him away to the States, a calculated move to sever their connection. She’d believed that distance, the vast expanse of the ocean, would be enough to erase Iris from Iñigo's life. But fate, it seemed, had other plans. Dr. Millie’s voice, crisp and professional, broke through Iris’s somber thoughts. "Iris, you're assigned to assist the patient in Room 208. He was recently transferred from the U.S.A." The doctor handed her the file. Iris took it mechanically, her mind already racing. The familiar chill that always accompanied thoughts of Iñigo's mother settled over her. This was no coincidence. A strange premonition tightened its grip on her, a knot of dread forming in her stomach. She felt a cold dread creeping up her spine. As she approached Room 208, a wave of nausea washed over her. She hesitated, her hand trembling as she reached for the door handle. A deep breath, a silent prayer, and then—she opened the door. The sight that greeted her stole the breath from her lungs. There he was, pale but undeniably Iñigo, lying in the hospital bed. Time seemed to stop. The world dissolved into a dizzying blur of disbelief and overwhelming emotion. A strangled gasp escaped her lips. He was alive. The carefully constructed wall of grief she’d built around her heart crumbled. A torrent of emotions – shock, relief, disbelief, and a bitter taste of betrayal – flooded her. All the pain, the tears, the emptiness… all for nothing? The file slipped from her numb fingers, landing silently on the floor. He was alive, and his mother had lied.
Atheena_Kim · 2.3K Views

Critical Stage

Cesare Caruso, a renowned actor and a global superstar, appeared to have it all—fame, fortune, and an impeccable reputation. Yet, hidden beneath the surface was a secret he had guarded for years—he was an Omega. That carefully guarded secret came crashing down in one fateful night, during a glamorous masquerade ball aboard a luxurious cruise ship. Overwhelmed by an unexpected heat cycle, Cesare loses control of himself, devoured by his own desires and falling into the arms of a mysterious Alpha—a reckless moment that changed everything. [Zahir al-Tamid. That’s my name.] To his shock, the Alpha was Zahir—a proud prince from an oil-rich kingdom and an unwelcome figure from Cesare’s past. Worse, that night left Cesare unexpectedly pregnant! Before Cesare could make sense of it all, Zahir made a grand entrance at Cesare’s mansion by helicopter, uninvited, catching the attention of major media outlets around the world, demanding a settlement claiming that Cesare shall be responsible for ‘imprinting’ a royal family like him! “...Seriously, it’s not as if I have a ludicrous $2 billion just lying around, you know.” “Thus, marry me, Cesare.” Pregnancy, imprinting, and a royal marriage proposal—showered by a series of unwanted events, Cesare is desperate to find a way to cut ties with Zahir. But Zahir, stubborn and relentless, has no plans to let go. Can Cesare outrun the tempest, or will it pull him under? #BL #Omegaverse #Obsessive #Crybaby #One-sideLove #Prince #Superior Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by Kim Sol Da All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 김솔다, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.
Kim Sol Da · 31.8K Views
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