revenge

Murdered for revenge, he wakes in a poisoned noble's body, with a system promising godlike power. But power comes with a price: entertain the entity that sent him, or lose everything. In a world where betrayal is currency and strength is survival, the timid duke's son is dead. What rises in his place is something far more dangerous. They took everything from him once. In this life, he'll take everything from them.

The four realms were never equal. Elves were born from the World Tree, dwarves were exiles from the sky, humans were accidents of ancient magic, and orcs were forged by forgotten gods. But these realms were separated by the World Tree, until the prison that held them bound broke, due to the war amongst gods. Now chaos is set to spread across the world once more. Amid the rising war of gods, Ragon — son of Zeus — is betrayed and slain before he can claim his divinity. His wandering spirit burns with vengeance. At the same time, King Alaric is murdered by his own people, his bloodline cursed to end. But fate refuses to let either soul vanish. When a newborn prince’s body drifts down a river, Ragon’s spirit enters it… and finds King Alaric’s lingering soul already clinging to the child. Two souls. One body. A fallen god seeking vengeance. A betrayed king seeking redemption. As realms collide and gods wage war, the child who should not exist begins his rise, but as a god who will merge, ascend, and dominate all realms. [Disclaimer: This book contains no form of Harem]

Brody Kingston and his gang of privileged predators thought they’d broken Marcus Reed for good — beaten bloody, filmed for their amusement, left to die in a dark parking lot as a warning to anyone who dared step out of place. They were wrong. Marcus woke up bound to the Harem Ascension System — cold, unforgiving, and designed for one purpose: total ascension through absolute conquest. The system doesn’t just rebuild his body into a weapon of raw power and irresistible dominance. It grants him the ability to turn any woman into a desperate, cock-hungry slut — craving his dick, spreading wide anywhere, begging to be fucked raw and filled with his hot cum until they’re dripping, trembling, and completely owned. Proud student presidents. Ice-cold CEOs. Untouchable heiresses. Strict professors. Bored trophy wives. Innocent freshmen. Rival gang leaders’ girlfriends and fiancées. Every beautiful, high-status woman in his path — they all fall. One taste of him and they’re addicted: screaming his name, opening their tight pussies in offices, classrooms, luxury cars, public restrooms, anywhere he demands. They drop to their knees, throats eager, bodies shaking as he pounds them senseless and pumps them full, marking them as his. The system rewards every filthy conquest: explosive points, cash, new powers, and an ever-growing harem of loyal, cum-craving sluts who live to serve and please him.

#NoCP "They called her the 'Vicious Female Supporting Character'—so she decided to live up to the title." After her brutal death, Song Wanníng realized she was nothing but a disposable villainess in a twisted fate. Her childhood sweetheart? Now the female lead's devoted lover. Her beloved disciple? The male lead who personally crushed her bones and ashes. And the sect that raised her? Complicit in her family's massacre. Reborn with the knowledge of her past life, the Three Lives Mirror warns her: "To survive, you must whitewash your image and beg for the protagonists' favor." Song Wanníng smiles. Whitewash? Why play the pitiful victim when she can burn the entire script? -The Medicine King Sect’s inheritance is reserved for the female lead? She shatters the guardian spirit and loots every last treasure. -The divine beast rejects her for the male lead? She skins it alive and drains its blood—no blessings for traitors. -The sect sides with her enemies? Then let them all fall from grace, exiled from the cultivation world! They called her insane, ruthless, a demon in human skin—but so what? If kindness earned her only a blade in the back, then she'd embrace the madness instead. But power comes at a price. To defy fate, she willingly embraces demonic cultivation, fusing it with her righteous Dao in a dangerous, delicate balance. The Heavenly Dao favors the protagonists with blatant, unfair luck, but Song Wanníng? She doesn't need luck. She has wrath. And this time, she'll make sure everyone burns with her. === English Original Title:《The Crazy Uncle-Master Went on a Killing Spree, and the Whole Sect Was Burned to Death!》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Serializing

I entered his life with one goal: to kill him. But the closer I got to him, the more I began to question who my enemy really was... and was he really my father's killer?

Reyan’s ordinary life shatters in a single morning when a mysterious virus outbreak transforms people into terrifying, predatory creatures. As the city of Niraya descends into chaos, Reyan fights to survive, protect his daughter, and navigate a world where friends can become enemies in an instant.

They shattered the star Taiyi into two worlds to keep it weak: Neuroth—a cyberpunk dystopia of neural jacks and entropy weapons; Aethra—an ancient realm of spirit beasts, dragon-gods, and forbidden cultivation. For centuries, the Stellar Pact harvested Xi-Hua (golden life-essence) and Shang-Hua (violet anti-entropy dust)—energy that only leaks from a broken planet. Then Lin Yao appeared: one soul, two bodies—one in each world. When the mirror between realities cracks, he doesn’t run. He reaches through. With a mechanic who hears “mirror static,” a healer who speaks to roots, and a spirit beast that remembers Taiyi whole, he begins the impossible: Fuse tech and cultivation. Ignite the Twinfire. Make the star whole again. Sci-Fantasy. Dual Progression. No shortcuts. KHChing

She laughed with her rich friends… dared to use me like a toy. But the joke's on her now. When I got humiliated by the girl I loved, fate didn't hand me a second chance, it handed me a System. [Ding! Task: Seduce and Control Her Mother – Reward: $100,000 + Skill Upgrade] Her mother? A dominant CEO. Mature. Seductive. Cold-hearted. And now… she's obsessed with me. One task at a time, I'll break into their mansion, their boardroom, their twisted high-society world, and make them kneel. Ex-girlfriend? Regret will be the least of her emotions. [Ding! New Task: Destroy Her New Boyfriend's Family. Target: His Mother] Money. Power. Women. Control. They thought I was nobody. Now I'm the man they can't escape from. **** Join the community for exclusive character art, discussions, and sneak peeks: Discord — https://discord.gg/MS3vTX3Xwh **** Beware: NETORI | NO NETORARE | NO NETORASE | HAREM

Ashen Cole enlisted in the military to escape poverty, build honor, and protect the people he loved. Instead, he was betrayed. His best friend sold him out for promotion. His girlfriend testified against him for survival. And the military—smiling behind medals and flags—threw him into a classified death unit meant to erase its own mistakes. On his first mission, forty-seven recruits were sent to die. Ashen survived. Not because he was strong— but because the battlefield chose him as its monster. With an illegal neural implant awakening inside his skull, Ashen begins a brutal ascent through blood-soaked missions, covert wars, and political purges. Every kill sharpens his mind. Every victory strips away his humanity. The military wanted a weapon. They created a general who would one day turn the gun around. This is not a story about heroes. This is the rise of the man who rewrites war itself.

Welcome to planet Talvaris, your generic isekai world filled with magic, dragons, and voluptuous female elves who look like they escaped from an illustrators search history. Everything here is as beautiful as the goddess Celes envision it, if you just ignore the slavery and racism on the corner. Unfortunately, maintaining this picturesque fantasy realm costs divine power. Luckily for the goddess, divine power can be charged by the Talvarians' prayer. And nothing beats the high-quality prayer of a Talvarian during the act of killing or being killed. That’s why the occasional demon invasions are needed, oh and the OP otherworlder hero is also needed to tone down the invasion. Nobody wants the sweet Talvarians to get wiped out, right? But this time the celestial HR department makes a mistake. Alex Solomon is not a teenager, not handsome, and definitely not a Japanese. He is just a regular pot belly millennials who spend most of his time looking at the screen every day, just like the one who reading this now. Totally doesn't meet the goddess's standards. Hence, the beautiful but angry goddess cursed Alex Solomon to become an orc and banish him to the Demon Kingdom with nothing but a ability to access Earth internet. Stuck among demons, Alex Solomon decide if the goddess wants him to be a monster, he’ll be the worst kind possible – a monster with ideas. Armed with memes, wikipedia articles, and misquoted great thinker, he and the demon army set out on a quest for revenge by doing the most disruptive thing that have been proven on earth: Building world peace, freedom, and democracy across Talvaris. One Tomahawk missile at a time. New Chapter every Tuesday & Friday For more chapters, please check my patreon at patreon.com/Bimbanana

Ronin, who got transmigrated into the world of Hunter x Hunter as a member of the Kurta Clan, discovered that he didn't possess the Scarlet Eyes, but rather a pair of Sharingan. These are eyes that can evolve and allow him to perform Ninjutsu—and this is precisely his Specialization Nen ability! ...When Uvogin struck him with the Big Bang Impact, Ronin countered with the exact same technique, only infused with a touch of Chakra Enhanced Strength. When Killua unleashed Godspeed to move at lightning velocity, Ronin activated his Lightning Illusion: Flash Pillar (Lightning Style Chakra Mode). When Chrollo Lucilfer painstakingly collected various abilities to face Ronin, he was sent straight to the gallows the moment he caught a glimpse of Ronin's Mangekyō Sharingan, where he was repeatedly stabbed by Ronin's blade for 72 hours. When Isaac Netero unleashed the 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva, Ronin stood before him piloting a Susanoo. "Old man, let's have a hearty 'Gundam' duel!" As for the little Chimera Ants—try to survive the Amaterasu first! ..... [Note: This is an unofficial translation. All rights to the original work belong to its rightful owner.] > Patreon.com/NegativeTranslations

#SoldOmega #SecondChancePrince [Content Warning: This story contains depictions of abuse, trauma, and non-consensual situations. Reader discretion is advised.] They called him worthless. A beautiful omega was born on the wrong side of the palace, unclaimed, unloved, and sold to a noble who wanted his body but not his name. He died hated. Then the gods gave him a do-over. Now eighteen and still unawakened, he remembers everything: the betrayal, the abuse, the final breath. He plans to stay quiet this time. Out of sight. Out of reach. Too late. The court can’t take its eyes off him. He’s not just an omega. He’s the empire’s mistake—and it’s about to regret ever underestimating him.

“I’m done.” With those two words, top-tier Alpha Emma ended her three-year relationship with Omega perfumer Gu Liang—coldly, decisively, even after marking him during her heat. But the man she abandoned wasn’t a fragile lamb. Beneath Gu Liang’s quiet demeanor slept a lion. He built First Heart Capital from the ground up, and with ruthless precision, brought Emma and her family’s empire to its knees. To survive, Emma was forced to sign a marriage contract with the very man she once discarded. Their union wasn’t built on love—it was a battlefield. As they navigate early labor scares, business storms, and the chaos of daily life, Emma begins to see the depth of Gu Liang’s pain—and the strength he’s always carried. And Gu Liang, in turn, finds himself thawing in the face of Emma’s clumsy but sincere attempts to make amends. When hatred fades and love rekindles, they rebuild a home from the ashes. But just as peace settles in, Emma’s love reaches its most painful, most profound peak—when she learns the truth about Gu Liang’s lonely childhood. So she makes a choice: To travel back in time. Not to change their fate, but to be there for the boy she could never reach.

"You haven't touched your food." Luciano's raw naked eyes addressed her unabashedly. "I will." His words rang as a vow. Valentina is in Italy to help her best friend contact her father, despite being warned by the woman who raised her to never step foot into that country. Barely twenty-four hours in the country, she manages to kiss a strange man, confront a rude woman, and get locked up after being kidnapped. Her kidnapper turns out to be the feared mafia lord, Luciano De Luca. The moment Valentina takes off her mask and he sees her face, he realizes his life just got really interesting. Luciano thinks Valentina is an emissary sent to murder the retired comondante Genelare. Valentina thinks he's ridiculous for thinking she wouldn't find a more clever way to kill a man if she really wanted to. He's proud, arrogant and dangerous. The only things sharper than her mouth are her heels and will. Their worlds collide in the most explosive of ways when passion and desire stirs up. And just as they start to act on it, truths and secrets begin to unravel. She's the daughter of his father's nemesis. He's the son of her father's killer. The man she has vowed to take vengeance on. However, there's just a little problem: she's supposed to be his karma, but one stolen kiss at a time, he starts to become her nirvana.

Harry Potter has brains, a plan, and absolutely no interest in being manipulated. Magic is cool. Hogwarts is interesting. Dumbledore’s cryptic smiles and “trust me” speeches? Hard pass. Harry studies magic like a weapon, questions everything, and refuses to play along with destiny, prophecy, or anyone else’s long game. No chess pieces. No blind loyalty. Just a smart kid, a wand, and a firm fuck Dumbledore attitude.

Percival was once a hero, the Summoned Hero in the fantasy game world of Evernia, brought to save them from the wrath of the Demon Lord. After he did, he was repaid with treachery; with murder. But his story didn't end there. Percival regressed to the very moment he was summoned, retaining his max-level Swordsman Class while awakening a new, darker one: Necromancer. As the only dual-class Awakener, Percival summons Skeleton and Soul Soldiers, training them with his Swordsman expertise to become the fiercest warriors in all three kingdoms. This time, Percival refuses to be the Hero, even when the Kings offer him wealth and an army of Awakeners to aid him. Why borrow an army when he could just summon his own? Extra tags: #ARPG #Revenge #Noharem #Supernatural #SelfIsolation #OverpoweredSummons

The sun is gone, and civilizations are dying. Monsters hunt in the dark, and the last bit of humanity sticks to survival inside the Seven Great Cities. Aren was born without a fate, until the Truth Cycle claimed him and chained seven souls inside his body, each one whispers power and control. From cursed forests to ancient worlds buried in blood, Aren’s path will drag him into battles with hunger-born monsters that risk being threats to the universe. Every victory pushes him higher in the Cycle… and eventually makes him lose sense of himself. With every battle, every truth uncovered, and every soul that awakens, Aren walks the path that will make him the very thing he hates most…

In her first life, Primrose Vielle Illvaris thought the Lycan King hated her. He barely spoke to her, avoided her like the plague, and his people treated her as if she were invisible. After all, she wasn’t his choice, just a fate mate he never wanted. So when she met a tragic end, she welcomed death with open arms, hoping to step through the gates of heaven and spend her days running around the flower garden. But then … she was reborn. Thrown back to the past, right to the moment she was forced into their marriage, Primrose was determined to leave him before history could repeat itself. But just as she planned her escape, something strange happened— She could hear his thoughts. And they were nothing like his cold, distant behavior. 【My wife is so beautiful today … But if I look at her, I won’t be able to let go.】 【I'm a beast, I'm a monster, I don't deserve my wife ....】 Primrose almost choked on air. Wait—what?! The more she listened, the more shocking the truth became— HE WAS OBSESSED WITH HER. Every time she was near, his thoughts screamed: "MINE." "MATE." "MY WIFE IS MAD AT ME! I DESERVE TO DIE!!" Excuse me?! Since when did the cold, untouchable Lycan King turn into this pathetic lovesick fool?! ———— Follow my IG @Zenanicher Commission cover by Laylee

In the Chaos City of Nolan Continent, there's a peculiar restaurant. Here, elves have to share tables with dwarves, orcs are strictly forbidden from making noise, dragons can only sit around the small square in front of the restaurant, and demons even need to bring their own special stools... Yet, despite these bizarre rules, a long line forms outside the restaurant every day. Elves eat skewers without regard for etiquette, dragons huddle around a hotpot with ladles in hand, and demons munch on adorable dumplings... "The food here is unlike anything else on the continent! This owner is a genius!" one customer commented, then secretly glanced towards the entrance: "And, whatever you do, don't even think about kidnapping the owner or trying to dine and dash, or you'll die a horrible death." "Eat and pay, or I'll kill you all." a cute little girl said in a sweet, childish voice, her gaze falling on a nearby dragon, causing the five or six meter tall dragon to shiver.

Emilia never wanted to be Queen. But when her father is branded a traitor, she strikes a desperate bargain with the cold and merciless King Lucas Rutledge. Her hand for his mercy. Her crown for her family’s survival. Yet the closer she draws to Lucas, the harder it is to tell where hatred ends and dangerous desire begins. Can love bloom between enemies or will the throne destroy them both?