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Douluo: What I've become Tang San's Dad

Get the fully translated and completed novel here: Patreon.com/UIGOD Transmigrating to Douluo Continent, he surprisingly became the brother of Qian Xunji. Thinking about the foolish actions of the Wuhun Hall's three idiots that would later harm the Wuhun Hall, Qian Xunfeng immediately felt a sense of frustration. At the age of six, Qian Xunfeng awakened his Eight-Winged Holy Angel, starting with a divine position, and decided to take a gamble. At thirty-eight, he broke through to Title Douluo, being hailed as the youngest Title Douluo on the continent, when a red-robed bishop came to report. "Reporting, Saintess Bibi Dong is in a state of desperation, insisting on eloping with that trash from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan." Qian Xunfeng smiled indifferently: "Good, let her go. There will be a time when she comes back crying." Many years later. What? This is Douluo Continent, where my Qian family can't do as they please? Laughable! This is clearly my Qian family's continent, and what my Qian family sets its sights on will eventually belong to my Qian family. I, Qian Xunfeng, came to Douluo Continent to become the emperor. In an unexpected turn of events, the first-round Tang San reincarnated as Qian Renchuan, Qian Xunfeng's son. Qian Xunfeng unexpectedly discovered that the second-round God-King Tang San had also been reborn, and under Qian Xunfeng's direction, Qian Renchuan and Xiao Wu were deeply in love. (The protagonist has multiple female leads, some male supporting characters are pure love, there will be female leads who fall into depravity, and there will be obsessed women, with childbirth plots.) (Torture Tang San, torture Grandmaster, and a little bit of torture for Bibi Dong in the early stages.)
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Scholar's Mate

“In an age where knowledge cuts deeper than knives, Victoria is about to learn far more than is safe for any soul to bear.” Victoria and Robert were torn from the gentle dullness of their ordinary century and cast into a realm governed by proto-concepts—those ancient, unblinking truths from which life, death, and divinity themselves are carved. Proclaimed “Heroes” by a world too desperate to question its own choices, they were commanded to rise in strength, confront a Demon Lord, and deliver salvation to a land that had never been theirs. Robert donned the mantle with the fervour of a man stepping into destiny. Victoria… hesitated. And in that hesitation, something old—older than scripture, older than light—turned its gaze toward her. She felt its attention like a draft through a locked room. In a moment poised between terror and terrible understanding, she accepted its offer: a contract sealed in silence, a year of her life exchanged for a thing that should never have been permitted to exist. Not in this world. Not in any. She did not yet grasp that, in straying from the Hero’s ordained path, she had not merely shifted her fate— she had begun to unwrite the very scaffolding of her humanity. Now Victoria walks like a phantom through a world that has marched on without her— one year behind the celebrated Hero, yet burdened with an insight so sharp it threatens to cut her free from mortality itself. She can now trespass upon knowledge forbidden to scholars, sorcerers, or even those who stand at the pinnacle of human mastery. She commits the kind of acts whispered only of beings who have stepped beyond the human threshold… and never returned. And in a world built on primordial, immovable truths, one truth endures: Knowledge is power. But power, when mishandled, becomes a curse that devours its bearer— quietly, inevitably, like rot beneath embroidered silk.
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The Affinity of Fate

Snow bites deeper than steel, and cages leave scars no eyes can see. Q97 is not a boy with a name—he is a number, an experiment carved from cruelty in the underground labs by vampires. In a world where hybrids are treated as disposable tools, his only hope is escape. Guided by the secret writings of those who came before him, he follows a path dug by rabbits and buried in whispers, chasing freedom through tunnels that lead toward human lands. But freedom has a price: the moment he crosses the border, he can never return. Never again to the castle’s red spires. Never again to the rose garden. Never again to the one vampire who gave him warmth when the world froze him numb. Sir Draven—the quiet gardener with golden eyes who carved clumsy little sculptures of ice just for him. Roses that melted by morning. A kindness that should not have existed. A memory Q97 cannot take with him, yet cannot leave behind. This is not a story of quick love or easy salvation. It is a slow journey of survival, longing, and fragile bonds that burn against the cold. A tale for those who believe that even in the darkest experiments, even under cages and snow, a single rose can bloom. ***** This is a slowburn, character-driven story. If you love emotional depth, healing & growing arcs, and found-family themes, this is for you. Stick around past chapter 10, that's when the heart of the story begins to unfold. Warning: mpreg, almost all male experiments have wombs. Please proceed with caution if you are uncomfortable. Romance will start when MC is older, Thank you ^^
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