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Trapped in a Dating Sim FAN-FIC

“I know you are wealthy, Tyrion Lannister. As the younger son of Casterly Rock, you live in luxury and have guards and noble status. You do not need a friend like me.But now you have come to tell me that the stars are favoring me. Please, stand up for me in court.” “To be honest, I do not care in the slightest whether the stars favor you, and I never said I wanted to be your friend.” “Then at least hire me, Ser Tyrion.” In the depths of the Red Keep, Ser Odin asked desperately. If he wanted to eat, to live, to return to his home one day, there was only one path left—Become a knight whose very presence means money.

Reborn as Drogon, the mighty black dragon in Game of Thrones, the protagonist soon discovers an unexpected problem— Daenerys can hear his inner thoughts. Drogon: “These two silly dragons really need proper training. If they keep dying so easily, it’ll be a disgrace to our entire dragon race.” Daenerys: “Jhiqi, don’t feed Rhaegal and Viserion separately anymore. Let them fight for their food…just don’t let them kill each other!” Tyrion Lannister: “Oh my dragon queen…” Drogon: “The Imp is perfectly capable of being the Hand of the King.” Daenerys: “Tyrion, I appoint you as my Hand.” Tyrion: “But… I’m a Lannister.” Daenerys: “I believe in you.” Drogon: “The Queen’s been a bit temperamental these past two days… is it that time of the month?” With Drogon’s brutally honest commentary constantly leaking into Daenerys’s ears, the Mother of Dragons begins to reshape her destiny—dragons, politics, and unexpected comedy all included.

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I carefully carried the hot coffee in my hands as I walked into his office. Empty. I let out a small breath. "Pheew…" Looks like the CEO isn't here yet. I placed the coffee down and glanced around once before slowly sinking into the chair behind his desk. The chair was… different. Thick leather. Soft, but firm. Expensive. The kind of comfort that didn't ask — it took. For a second… I let myself relax. My thoughts drifted. My mother. It's been a month. No calls. No visits. But she's fine… Kelvin said so. "She's in a coma." My chest tightened. I closed my eyes. Just for a minute. Just one..... A hand gripped my jaw. Firm. Cold. My breath caught as my head was tilted upward, And then I saw him. My heart stopped. He was.. No… that wasn't normal. No man should look like that. Sharp features carved like they were designed, not born. A straight nose, defined jaw, lips that held no softness , only control. And his eyes… Cold. Not empty. Just… calculating. His silver hair caught the light, smooth and clean, like polished steel under moonlight. Not old , no ..it only made him look more dangerous. Too perfect. Too wrong. Too handsome. "Who are you?" he asked. His voice… Low. Smooth. Something that didn't ask twice. A shiver ran down my spine. I blinked, still half lost between sleep and reality. "Look, handsome… it's my dream. You don't really get to question me, okay?" A pause. Then A smile. Cold. Slow. Dangerous. "Your dream huh…?" he repeated. I nodded slightly, still dazed. "Okay." The word came out too easily. Too calmly. His gaze lingered on me like he was studying something. "Seems Erica finally found me exactly what I wanted…" he muttered. My brows pulled slightly. "…a brave, innocent little cat." My heart skipped. "But she didn't have to drug you." Erica…? Cat…? Drug…? This dream is getting confusing... Before I could think. He moved. Fast. Too fast. His hand slid to the back of my neck, pulling me forward... And his lips crashed into mine. My eyes widened. Warm. Firm. Possessive. "Mmm…" The sound slipped out before I could stop it. Why does this feel so real…? Is this how dreams feel? My body reacted before my mind could catch up.pleasure burned through my whole body....dreams does feel Good. My hands moved on thier own, sliding onto his shirt theninto his hair. Soft. Smooth. Too real. I pulled slightly. "This is too—" Pain shot through my lip. "Ouch!" He bit me. I froze. Pain. Real pain. My eyes snapped open fully. This isn't a dream. Oh no. Oh no. I'm in the CEO's office. I pushed against his chest, stumbling back as I shot up from the chair. My face burned. I couldn't even look at him. My head dropped immediately. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. With shaky hands, I pointed to the table. "Y-your coffee… sir." Silence. Heavy. Thick. I could feel his eyes on me. Watching. Measuring. I need to get out. Now. I turned quickly, reaching for the door. "Stop." Does it look like you get to walk in and out here by chioce??? I froze. Slowly… I turned back. "Who are you?" he asked again. This time, colder. Clearer. "My name is Eve, sir… your new personal assistant, sir." A scoff. Sharp. "Assistant?" His footsteps were slow as he moved closer. "Dozing off… in my chair… on your first day?" My throat tightened. "Seems like you'll be dozing off in a lot of places these days…" A pause. Then, lower till he got to my height level "…little cat." My fingers tightened around the door handle. "I..I have to go, sir." Coward. "Call me if you need anything else." I didn't wait. I opened the door and ran like he would chase after me. messing up on the first day of my mission!!! how ironic.

[Simulation shall commence.] On this fateful day, the world was stunned by the appearance of ancient animals that were supposed to have gone extinct for millions of years. Huge sinkholes appeared in every corner of the world, becoming a tunnel for the ancient animals to emerge to the surface. Humans have found an answer to one of the biggest mysteries in human history. Hollow Earth is real. Here, humans will wrest their lives to explore this new world that has existed for thousands, if not millions, of years underneath them. Before the start of his exploration, Clovis came across a place called ‘Another World Mall.’ Dwarven Sword, Magical Elven Clothes, or Giant Race Toy? Everything can be found in this ‘Another World Mall.’ As an aspiring Subterranean Explorer, how would he utilize this ‘Another World Mall’ to become the greatest explorer of all time and find the truth about the simulation?

Josselyn, the daughter of a traitor’s family, is summoned to the palace as the only one who knows the secret herbal remedy to cure the Queen’s illness. She is appointed as the royal healer’s assistant—and from that moment on, her life is forever changed. Crown Prince Killian, a cold and ruthless man, suddenly begins to take an interest in her. Every glance he gives stirs curiosity and envy among the four men around her: a loyal royal knight, a patient and attentive healer, and two noble brothers who each possess their own dangerous charm. They all know about Josselyn’s desire for revenge against the kingdom she believes is responsible for her parents’ deaths. And each of them has their own plans to use her. Five men. Five different ways of claiming her heart—awakening a turmoil she has never known before. But Josselyn cannot simply surrender to their allure. Her past wounds and burning resentment keep her wary of Killian, convinced that the prince played a role in her family’s tragedy. Caught between consuming passion, subtle manipulation, and a vengeance that refuses to fade, Josselyn must make a choice: to surrender to an unexpected love… or to fulfill the revenge left behind by her parents—even if it means turning her back on every man who desires her.

Transmigrated into the Pirate World, I start by descending upon Skypiea and choosing to eat the Mera Mera no Mi! What? You say the Mera Mera no Mi is too weak? That’s only because Oda doesn’t understand the Mera Mera no Mi! What? You say the Mera Mera no Mi has too low a ceiling? Then I’ll give it a proper power-up. Mera Mera no Mi plus Netsu Netsu no Mi, a perfect match! What? Still not enough? Then let’s add Shiki’s Fuwa Fuwa no Mi. A little telekinesis on top. How about that? Three Devil Fruits, plus Haki, plus Swordmanship! I, Yemu, am here to cheat the system and do whatever I please. And in the end, I will bring a new order to this rotten pirate world! Fan translation of 海贼：我才是炎帝 by 种田大王

In a world ravaged by mana portals and monstrous invasions, ordinary office worker Andrey Thompson never dreamed of becoming a hero until a deadly goblin attack nearly kills him and awakens an absurd system. Now bound to recruit and empower adorable Magical Girls, Andrey must guide them through escalating battles, private training sessions, and increasingly intimate “reward” rituals that blur the line between power-ups and forbidden desire.

Is it acceptable that the lover of the author of a famous novel reincarnates in said novel? I guess. What about the author? That's kinda of cliché, no? But, when one of the characters becomes a regressor out of nowhere? That's just does not make any sense, like, at all. And to top it all of, the protagonist's cheat has become more powerfull? What the heck happened to the plot? Follow the story of Marcus, a transmigrator who ended up in his girlfriend's novel just to find out he is not the only one with knowledge of the future.

In a world where hope has faded and dreams have grown stale, the Derium Trials offer a chance to reach “true everything,” a realm of magic, freedom, and limitless possibilities. For Isaac, surviving the Trials is only the beginning, as what awaits is a new world of wonders, dangers, and challenges far beyond anything he’s known. A place where his choices, courage, and convictions will truly define him. Thrown into this unfamiliar world, he must navigate its mysteries, confront powerful foes, and forge bonds that will shape his path, with each trial, battle, and discovery pushing him closer to understanding what it truly means to live, fight, and hope. To become the hero, he was meant to be.

When Russell woke up one morning, he discovered that a dark and eerie castle had mysteriously appeared on the hillside near his home. That castle was home to a strange and peculiar family — two affectionate nobles who never seemed to age, an elderly cook who shrieked and stirred her pot full of crawling ingredients, a bizarre butler who looked more like a mechanical experiment than a man, and a round-faced girl dressed in black who always wore an unnerving smile. And among them… was a pale, sharp-eyed girl named Wednesday Addams, accompanied by her unsettling pet — a severed hand affectionately called Thing. Just as Russell was beginning to adapt to this bizarre, magical world, preparing to explore the mysteries of sorcery and witches — a messy-haired man kicked open his front door. That’s when he realized… the world he had stepped into wasn’t just one of witches and monsters. It was the world of Harry Potter. Unlock exclusive access to advanced chapters: patreon.com/A_divin5

WARNING: Some mature content!!! 18+ This is what you call Urbantasy.. Fantasy in an urban setting with a strong female lead -- a story riddled in mystery, magic, and a lot of sass. ======= CHAPTER 1 sneak peek! ======= The air between them tightened like a rope. Cael leaned closer, head tilting slightly, pulling at her waist again, smugness softened into something sharper and quieter. His eyes flicked to her lips then back to her eyes as if asking for permission he didn't need. Hunger of a different kind pumped through Cael. The hunger that Galathea unmistakably recognized as it pressed hard against her lower abs, forcing through the fabric as if it can tear through. At the sensation, Galathea's mouth parted before she could stop it. Her whole body screamed at her to either shove him away or close the last inch between their lips herself. ===== SYNOPSIS ===== Galathea Brooks spent her life surviving quietly -- counting inventory, enforcing rules, keeping her head down inside one of the most powerful art institutions in the city. It's a simple life because paint doesn't talk; power doesn't notice people like her. and names are just names. -- That is... until a painting remembered her. When ancient works buried beneath Artemis Art Gallery began to respond to Galathea's presence, she becomes the center of the system that's older than the building itself. A system that cataloged her long before she knew it existed. Her name is not a coincidence. It is a KEY. Cael Alexander, on the other hand, has always understood control. As Artemis' immaculate but dangerous CEO, he manages secrets like no other. He knows the gallery and its bowels more than anyone. He knows what's hidden; he knows what's awaken. What he didn't expect, however, was Galathea. As archaic works of art start to stir, boundaries fracture -- between observer and artifact, power and possession, restraint and desire. Every choice Galathea makes draws her deeper into fate that doesn't want permission... only acknowledgement. Mind you, awakenings don't ask when you're ready.

I just left Dark Souls, and now I’m in Elden Ring. Is this suffering never going to end? Here I am at the Haligtree, right next door to the “gentle” Empyrean, Miquella. I, the Lord of Cinder who once cut down both mortals and gods alike, have somehow become the Promised Consort of the Empyrean? After a while, Nolan Bethel realized the truth. This isn’t some Empyrean at all—it’s clearly the Holy Maiden, St. Trina! And beside her stands the greatest magic teacher, the dignified Lunar Princess, and the eldest of the Ancient Dragons... Fan translation of 穿越交界地的我竟然是初火？ by 神罗小萨

A powerful and immortal demonic hero named Sedah has only one goal. To die in battle. After countless years of deep isolation, he became bored and wanted someone to kill him in battle but there was no one strong enough. Suddenly, he sensed a huge magical presence! In the middle of the forest, he found a baby?! Sedah decided to himself he would raise this baby, whom he named Arthur, to become someone strong enough to kill him!

Do you love Greek mythology? Do stories of divine weapons, monsters, gods and titans excite you? Then journey with Adam: An artificial god created in the year 5307 to be the ultimate weapon — thrown by a temporal storm to the very beginning: A time where immortals walked the earth.

When Haru of the Minamoto dies standing after a heroic effort during the Genpai War. He is reincarnated in the world of That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime. As a demon??? In the Underworld??? As a bottom feeder???? Watch Haru climb the ranks of the Demon Ladder and maybe someday stand toe to toe with the monstors of the Underworld and the Cardinal World --- Just so you know, this is a original fan fiction. Not a TRANSLATION. It was inspired by the fan fiction "I'm a Daemon, so what (Tensura/Multicross)" by theogbasilisk NO GENDERBENDING NO NTR This is a slow start novel, so don't expect an MC that can one shot Guy Crimson by the 3rd Chapter. Leave reviews and powerstones man, don't be stingy!!!

This is an Original One Piece fan fiction. Not A TRANSLATION. --- When a boy who used to be a delinquent dies after getting his by a truck, he gets reborn into the world of One Piece as one of the ever so mysterious "D" Clan. At 8 years old Denji unconsciously releases a wave of Conqueror’s Haki in a moment of panic after Pirates threaten his mothers life when she was shielding him with her own body. After That, Denji earns the nickname "Conqueror of the North Blue", a nickname that even invites a young Admiral Kuzan to come try and recruit him When Shanks comes searching Denji out shortly after forming his Pirate Crew after hearing his of his reputation, with an offer of making Denji his Left Hand Man. What will Denji decide. --- Could include 18+ in the Future

7 Year old Rokkaku Tenjin finds and consumes the Logia Mori Mori no Mi (Woods-Woods Fruit) right at the same time when he`s village Hakkuro Village is getting raided by the Nagel Pirates. After being called, the Marines are shocked to find that a seven year old has defeated all the Pirates by himself. This leads to Tenjin being scouted and recruited by Captain Momonga and officially joining the Marines. But Tenjin proves to be more than the Marines can hadle, leading Sengoku to threaten to retire multiple times, makes enemies with Admiral Akainu and is absolutely loved by Vice Admiral Garp. Can the Marines tame this beast?

This is not a Translation. It's an Original Fanfiction! Abandoned at birth. Found by fate. Raised far from the world he was meant for. The boy with serpent eyes carries a power he doesn’t understand—one that draws attention from forces better left alone. When they finally discover him, everything begins to shift. Because a single child can change the balance of an entire world.