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Stealing the Love of the Yandere Boss In the Unlimited Flow World…

When freelance webnovel editor Riri Lee wakes up on a dystopian planet called Blue Star, she realizes she's been transmigrated into the very story she was beta-reading—a brutal "Unlimited Flow" death game where survival means clearing deadly missions every month or facing instant termination. Bound to System #2, the second-most powerful System on the planet, Riri has god-tier luck and overpowered cheats that turn the apocalypse into her personal luxury vacation. But there's one problem: she knows the plot. She knows the weak NEET protagonist, Marty Miles, will build a harem and eventually lose to the real main character—Samael Santoro, holder of System #1, the apex predator who doesn't just survive missions, he dismantles them. What she doesn't expect is for Samael to notice her. One brutal dungeon encounter. One life-saving intervention. One possessive hand on the back of her neck—and suddenly, Riri is permanently bonded to the most dangerous man in the death game. Their Systems merge, their stats sync, and their fates intertwine in a soul-level connection that makes separation physically unbearable. Samael doesn't do partnerships. He doesn't share. And he certainly doesn't let anyone close. But Riri—fragile, porcelain-perfect, and impossibly powerful—has become his obsession. He'll burn down entire Mission Worlds to keep her safe. He'll eliminate anyone who looks at her too long. And he'll make sure she never forgets exactly who she belongs to. As the world crumbles and the death count rises, Riri must navigate deadly dungeons, ruthless Players, and a Yandere male lead whose idea of "protection" involves carrying her everywhere, feeding her by hand, and refusing to let her out of his sight. In a world where death is permanent and trust is a luxury, the most dangerous thing isn't the monsters—it's falling for the man who would raze cities just to see her smile.
Runamancy · 1.2k Views

The Originals: Evolution Master

In a dark warehouse in New Orleans, our hero covered in blood that isn’t his. He has transmigrated into the body of a werewolf—one who has just been turned into a hybrid. Bound to the Hybrid Supremacy System, he possesses the unique ability to evolve by consuming and merging different supernatural bloodlines. In a city ruled by the iron fist of Niklaus Mikaelson and the strategic brilliance of Marcel Gerard, the "New Hybrid" is the ultimate wild card. While Klaus views himself as the only one of his kind, this newcomer is building his own strength in the shadows. Haunted by the death of his friend Thomas and fueled by a desire to protect the young witch Davina, he is on a path to become something the world has never seen: a creature that transcends the limitations of vampires, wolves, and witches alike. The System: Hybrid Supremacy System [H.S.S.] Hybrid Evolution Paths: The system’s core function. It allows the Host to transcend "pure" bloodlines. By meeting specific requirements, the Host can evolve from a simple Werewolf-Vampire Hybrid into a Tribrid, Quad-Hybrid, or even higher "Transcendent" forms. Bloodline Absorption: The Host can "claim" the strengths of other species. This eliminates traditional weaknesses—such as the werewolf's submission to the moon or the vampire's fear of the sun—while stacking their powers. Semi-Sentient Interface: The System has a personality—calculating, pragmatic, and occasionally mocking. it provides "System Observations" that act as a strategic guide to survival in the supernatural food chain. Reputation & Infamy: Tracks how the major players (Klaus, Elijah, Marcel) perceive the Host. High Infamy unlocks "Villain" rewards, while a high Reputation with specific factions can lead to unique alliances.
Anti_Hero_0891 · 69.5k Views

WHERE TEMPTATION BITES

Ravencrest High looks like a prestigious boarding school, but the truth is far from that. Hidden from humans, it is a training ground for young vampires to master self-control. Humans are enrolled alongside them, because they think it’s just an elite academic program. In reality, their presence keeps the vampires in check, providing occasional feeding opportunities under strict supervision. With the humans completely unaware. Lyra Hale is a new transfer student, hoping for nothing more than a fresh start. She expected a normal school environment. Instead, she finds herself surrounded by students who are weird and secretive. Kieran Black is everything Ravencrest warns against. A high-ranking vampire from one of the oldest bloodlines, he doesn’t believe in the rules meant to keep vampires in line. He sees the humans not as protected guests, but as tempting puzzles, and he can’t resist the effect Lyra has on him from the first moment he notices her. Lyra doesn’t know the truth about the school, the vampires, or Kieran. While she tries to survive in the school, Kieran is drawn to her in ways he can’t fully control. With the school having so much unbendable rules, even the authority can’t be trusted. And the most dangerous person on campus might also be the only one willing to protect her. At Ravencrest, temptation is constant, and love may be the most dangerous mistake of all. `•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`•|`•`•`• [Excerpt] Lyra was halfway down the east corridor, Ravencrest always felt different at night. She hugged her books closer to her chest and stopped when she turned a corner, someone stood at the end of the hall. One foot was propped up behind him, hands in his pockets, head slightly tilted. His eyes locked onto hers, dark and intense, like he had been waiting for her. The hallway suddenly felt smaller and tighter. “Kieran.” “You’re really good at pretending I don’t exist.” “Maybe because you keep showing up where you’re not supposed to be.” His eyes dropped to her lips for half a second before going back to her face. She took a step back as he stepped closer and she froze the second his hand closed over her wrist. Then just as her heart threatened to leap out of her chest, his thumb brushed against the delicate skin of her wrist. His touch sent a shock of warmth through her, a feeling she couldn’t quite figure out no matter how hard she tried. She tried to pull back, but before she could, he tugged her closer and suddenly, the space between them disappeared. Every instinct screamed to push him away, to step back, but she couldn’t. He was just too close. “Kieran…” she whispered, voice trembling. The faintest smirk tugging at the corner of his lips, and those enticing grey eyes that she felt drawn in every second she look at him, like gravity itself had shifted. The way he held her wrist and the way his thumb brushed against them, it was everything but safe. "What are you doing?" "I could kiss you." ***** Cover art is not mine. Full credit goes to the original creator.
Lucky_Damsel · 9k Views

I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!

After transmigrating into a book he had just finished reading, Eric found himself cast as the villainous cannon fodder. The original owner of the body was secretly and wholeheartedly in love with Max, the tribe's strongest warrior, but Max and Michael had grown up together and gradually developed feelings for each other. The original owner tried every means to obstruct them, was eventually exiled by the tribe, and died a miserable death from hunger and cold that winter. Many races existed on this continent, and he was not even human. Eric looked at the piece of grilled meat before him, burnt black as charcoal, and a handful of beans so hard they felt like they could chip his teeth. He looked up at the thatched roof that leaked rain in the summer and let snow through in the winter. Behind him, a small lion cub was wailing for food. Oh, and this little lion cub was also the story's devoted second male lead. The first step was to improve his life. What, the beastmen do not know how to farm? No problem, they can learn. Then they would not have to starve during the winter. Thatched huts, mud houses, and tents could all be replaced! The arrogant Elf race had a strong affinity for plants, which was perfect for farming, and the Dragon race could breathe fire, which was perfect for firing bricks! Humans called the Fantasy Dream Continent a cursed land. Later, a wandering poet would tell tales of the Snow Wolf Tribe who lived there, possessing all sorts of delicacies and fine, home-brewed wine whose aroma could travel for ten miles, leaving a rich aftertaste. Once the rumor spread, countless adventuring parties and mercenaries felt compelled to explore the land, even at the risk of being beaten half to death. Eric utilized the advantages of his bloodline, diligently farming and building infrastructure, leading the tribe toward a better life. It was just that one day he would pick up a prince of the Human race, and the next, a prince of the Elf race. With a prince of the Beastman Kingdom already in his house, Eric was at his wit's end. Perhaps I should just build a nation for all of you! And another thing, you, the main male lead, stop hovering around me! ... Auther: Please forgive my mistakes, as English is not my first language. I appreciate your understanding!
Ngọc_Trần_3827 · 1.2m Views