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My Beast Husbands Don’t Know I Used to Be a Man

Why the fuck is this happening? Yesterday ,I Just a tired student on a late‑night train. I blink. Now I’m waking up in a giant, fluffy bed… with something huge and warm pressed against my back. well this is Warm ,Breathing and furry - Furry. …Please don’t let that be what I think it is. I turn my head—and stare straight into a lion’s face. A fucking Real Lion. A Golden mane ,Sharp fangs and Ears twitching and why the hell his Nose touching mine. I freeze. But then my gaze drops. From the neck down, you’re… human. Broad shoulders, defined abs, that stupid V‑line that only gym freaks have. From the neck up, you’re The Lion King on steroids. “Morning, Rose,” you purr, voice deep and lazy, like you just woke up from the best sleep of your life. Rose? Excuse me, WHAT? I’m Sam. SAM. Male. Man. boy, remember? “Huh? Who’s Rose?” I blurt out. “I think you’ve got the wrong—” You stare at me like I’ve grown a second lion head. Then you chuckle, low and dangerous. “You don’t remember?” you say, eyes glinting. “You really forgot how we celebrated last night?” My brain hard‑crashes. Last night? Celebrated WHAT? With WHO? WITH YOU?! I sit bolt upright—and everything feels wrong. My center of gravity is off. My chest… jiggles. Long hair slides over my shoulders. My waist is tiny. My hands are small. My voice— “W‑wait. WHY IS MY VOICE SO CUTE?!” I look down and almost pass out. Soft breasts. Smooth skin. Curves for days. I am… a girl. A GIRL. “What the hell is this place?” I gasp, clutching the blanket to my chest. “Why the hell is a half‑lion TALKING to me?! And why am I in a GIRL’S BODY?!” You push yourself up on one arm, muscles flexing like this is some kind of romance movie scene, Your tail flicks behind you, and you give me the most offended lion look I’ve ever seen. “Half‑lion?” you repeat slowly. “Rose, it’s me. Your husband.” Husband. The room spins. So let me get this straight: I died on a train. Woke up in a random fantasy bedroom. In a female body. Next to a half‑lion who claims to be my husband. And apparently, we “celebrated” something last night. Somewhere, some god is laughing their ass off. Because this? This is NOT how I planned to experience my first time— Or my first day as a girl !
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The Cannon Fodder Omega Rises To Stardom With A Harem

In a novel where male omegas were regarded as trash, Seo Yujin discovered why his whole life was extra trashy. He wasn't just an omega, he was also a cannon-fodder in some trashy, straight omegaverse novel! And he only learnt this after his pathetic death. [Rebirth - Still an Insignificant Cannon-fodder] He woke up as his 18 year old self again. Just when his tragic journey in the entertainment industry was about to begin. But this time, he came prepared with a plan. Even if it meant disguising as an Alpha and joining an Alpha - Only K-pop survival show, Debuting in an All Alpha Group, Starring in BL Series/Movies/Shows to boast his acting career, Face slapping bastards that made his past life miserable; And even using the powerful men he meets in the industry as stepping stones, Anything to take him to the top of the Entertainment Industry as a "trashy" male Cannon fodder Omega in this novel. [Mysterious Cheat Code: An Irresistible dynamic pheromones that can even trigger ruts And an Aura that can pull attention] "Hmmm, that sounds good, right?" Yujin thought. Until reality hits. Now every Male Alpha, Beta, Enigma, and even Omega he meets somehow wants to breed him! Seo Yujin panicked "Back off, you h*rny beasts! I just want to be the King of this freaking entertainment industry! not make babies!" But at least his "straight" alpha roommate - The male lead of this trashy novel and his sole nemesis - is still sane. Right? Wrong. Jaehyuk pins Yujin to the wall and whispers to him, horny in his rut "Be my mate, and bear my baby" Yujin's soul left his body. "Wait, I'm still the INSIGNIFICANT cannon-fodder, right?!!" ******** OMEGAVERSE REVERSE HAREM WITH MULTIPLE LOVE INTERESTS [MC COLLECTS MLs LIKE POKÉMON] K-POP AND K- ENTERTAINMENT CORE R18 - SMUT BUT SLOW BURN COVER NOT MINE!!
Sweet_Savage16 · 244.9k Views

Chronicles of the First Age

Before history, before kingdoms, before language or law, the world died and was born again. In the ashes of a forgotten age, the Earth awakened to a second beginning—its lands reshaped, its oceans teeming with monstrous life, and its air overflowing with dormant power. From this primal chaos, humanity rose once more: scattered, weak, and ignorant of the ancient forces pulsing beneath their feet. But the world remembers what they do not. When a young tribal chief survives a near-fatal encounter with a beast strong enough to tear mountains in the ages to come, a spark ignites within him. Through instinct, suffering, and an unyielding desire to shield his people, he becomes the first of humanity to step onto a path long lost: the path of cultivation. From the first breath of strength to the birth of concepts—Wisdom, Balance, War, Justice, Forging—new powers awaken among men. Tribes grow into clans, clans into nations, and the once-primitive world stirs with the early heartbeat of civilization. But as humanity rises, so too do envy, ambition, and darkness. An ancient order begins to weave itself into reality: the Mandate of Heaven, a system through which the world itself chooses who may lead, who may ascend, and who may shape the destiny of all living beings. Those who grasp Concepts may transcend mortality. Those who refine them may become gods. The First Age chronicles: - the rise of the First God of Wisdom and Balance, who lifts humanity out of savagery - the forging of rival gods—of War, Justice, Might, Betrayal, Devotion, and more - the clash between humanity’s potential and the beasts that ruled the world before them - the wars that shape continents - the first artifacts, the first laws, the first civilizations - the proto-mythical beasts evolving toward true dragons, phoenixes, leviathans, and beyond - the cosmic awakening that signals Earth’s place in the wider universe For every god born, a shadow grows. For every tribe united, a rival rises. For every spark of wisdom, a deeper mystery unfolds. This is the story of the world’s first cultivators. The story of how men became more than men. The story of gods being forged—from flesh, bone, and will alone. When the First Age ends, nothing of the old world will remain. And from its ashes, the age of gods will begin.
AbsoluteBeing · 4.8k Views