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Felicity‘s Beast World Apocalypse

The weakest girl in the apocalypse accidentally became the obsession of multiple apex predators. Unfortunately for them, predators don’t share easily. Felicity was supposed to die on the first day of the apocalypse. Zombies devour the weak. Beastmen rule the ruins of human cities. Strength decides everything now. Felicity has none. Small, soft spoken, and completely unsuited for a world like this, she survives only because Victor finds her first. Victor is a winged apex predator feared by every beastman who crosses his path. He does not protect strangers. But once he chooses something… he does not let it go. Unfortunately for him, other predators have started noticing her too. A wolf who watches too quietly. A snake whose patience feels dangerous. A lion who refuses to leave her side. Predators who should never share anything. Except her. Because something about Felicity is changing them. And in a beast ruled apocalypse, predators were never meant to share. Unfortunately for them, Felicity might be worth learning how. https://discord.gg/6fMB974g ___________ 150 golden tickets 3 chapters a day dragon gift = 4 extra chapters posted castle gift = 3 chapters posted for a week + you can kill any side character if u want. spacecraft gift = 4 chapters posted a day for a week + you can make a character either it be the next husband or next bestie. gachapon gift = you can either kill a member of snow team (not sarge or tommy) or promote even the weakest member of snow or leaf team to husband role and you get to tell me what the next 10 chapters should focus around (within my rules of course)
Hiimfrog · 391.5k Views

The Mech Touch

After obtaining the Mech Designer System, Ves aims to create the greatest mechs in the galaxy! In the far future, the galactic human civilization has entered the Age of Mechs. The countless lesser powers of humanity have come to adopt mechs as their main weapons of war. Only a small number of humans have the right genetic aptitude to pilot these destructive war machines the size of buildings. Born to a military family in the edge of the galaxy, Ves Larkinson is one of the many people who lacks the talent to earn glory in battle. Instead, he became a mech designer. Helped by his missing father, Ves has obtained the mysterious Mech Designer System that can help him rise in the galaxy and beyond. His mechs based on the principles of life quickly allows him to rise to prominence. Powerful and highly compatible with mech pilots, his products have the potential to take the market by storm. However, success does not come easily, and countless challenges bar his ability to sell his mechs to a market eager for innovation! With the sins of the human race in the galactic arena slowly catching up, Ves must navigate the perils of the ultra-competitive mech market and maintain control over his growing organization of misfits. This is the golden age of mechs. This is the golden age of humanity. The question is, will it last? "Any challenge can be overcome as long as I design the right mech!" --Join The Mech Touch's unofficial Discord server! https://discord.gg/APB5KCU --Follow my Instagram and Twitter! https://www.instagram.com/mlduong https://twitter.com/MLDuong --Cover Art by Derek-Paul Carll (carlldpn) --The Mech Touch is an original webnovel written by ML "Exlor" Duong. --The Mech Touch is mainly published on Webnovel.com and a select few platforms affiliated with the parent company of this website. --Artificial Intelligence / AI clarification: Since I started to write and publish The Mech Touch on 2018, I have never used AI tools to write my webnovel. All of my chapters are written and proofread directly by me for many years. The only automated tool that I have used is the basic spellchecker that comes standard with the Google Docs application. I have not changed my approach towards writing chapters for The Mech Touch even as technology has advanced and introduced new tools. I will continue to maintain my current approach for this webnovel until it has come to an end.
Exlor · 60.2m Views

One Piece- Master Of Devil Fruits

“Only Haki can stand above everything else.” This was the supreme creed of the Great Route’s gold-medal lecturer, “Hundred Beasts” Kaido, a truth worshipped by countless people. But Roy did not agree. “Then let me ask you this... If there were an ability user who could analyze and collect all Devil Fruit powers, and who was unaffected by Seastone or seawater… couldn’t he rely on Devil Fruits alone to reach the pinnacle of this sea?” To prove his belief, Roy took action. Many years later. The Red Line, the Holy Land Mary Geoise, was engulfed in raging flames. Above Pangaea Castle, the one responsible stood calmly in the sky. A pristine white Marine cloak fluttered violently in the wind. “Are you going to make an enemy of the world?” The World Nobles demanded. Roy only bared his teeth in a grin. “Wasn’t I already an enemy of the world?” He smiled. Those who followed him stepped forward from behind. The figures at the front caused the entire scene to fall into dead silence. Everyone recognized them. They were the terrifying powerhouses who had risen suddenly to fame across the seas in recent years. Among them were assassins, revolutionaries, pirates, merchants, doctors… Without exception, they were all top-tier ability users, and all belonged to the same organization. It was said that this organization had a mysterious leader, the most dangerous criminal on the seas today. And now, the truth was obvious. “Y-You are…” The new legend of the Marines. The most dangerous criminal on the sea. From the very beginning, the two had always been the same person. His name was... Roy·Amos.
DarkShadow95 · 251.5k Views

The Spoilt Beauty And Her Beasts

Isabella was supposed to be sipping champagne at a luxury spa, not waking up in the middle of a forest. Worse, a SYSTEM had attached itself to her like some clingy ex, spouting nonsense about survival, quests, and—oh, hell no—manual labor. "System, I was NOT built for the wilderness! My ideal ‘roughing it’ experience involves a five-star hotel with bad WiFi!" Now, instead of lounging in silk robes, she’s being ordered to farm? To hunt? "A farming quest? You want me—a city girl—to grow food? System, I once killed a cactus by overwatering it. This is NOT my calling!" And don’t even get her started on the hygiene situation. "You want me to bathe in a cold river? Darling, I require warm water, scented oils, and an ambience! What do I look like—some barbarian?!" Unfortunately, the locals—big, muscular beastmen—don’t seem to understand the concept of self-care. The women? Neglecting their skin like it’s a crime to be radiant. The men? Walking hygiene disasters. "Ladies, if your man can smell you before he sees you, we have a problem." "You see this? This is lotion. It exists so you don’t look like a dried-up leaf. Use it." "A beard should be majestic, not tragic. Let me fix it." And the beastmen? They don’t just stare at her like she’s an oddity. No, they hover. They smirk. They lean in too close, fangs flashing with amusement. "Why do you keep looking at me like that?" she huffed, crossing her arms. The panther grinned, his tail flicking. "Because you’re fascinating when you’re annoyed." No, absolutely not. She was not here for this nonsense. "If you have time to stare, you have time to moisturize." She didn’t ask to be here. She didn’t ask to be their savior. But if she has to suffer through this world, she’s making everyone around her suffer less—through skincare, style, and some serious attitude. "If I hear one more ‘We don’t season our food here,’ I’m launching a war." "If you have time to gossip, you have time to do squats." "You want to impress a woman? Start with not smelling like the battlefield." Survival isn’t just about fighting monsters; it’s about looking good while doing it. So what if the System keeps throwing impossible quests her way? "What do you mean ‘you can’t skip quests’?! Since when?! Where is the skip button?! I demand a skip button!" But somewhere between dodging ridiculous quests and fixing these people’s tragic grooming habits, Isabella found herself in situations. Uncomfortable, heart-racing situations. Like being trapped against a tree by the red python, his red eyes half-lidded as he murmured, "You talk too much, little star. Should I silence you?" Like waking up with the lion lord’s fur-lined cloak draped over her shoulders, his deep voice gruff, "You shiver in your sleep. I’ll fix that." Like the phoenix watching her every move, his burning gaze searing into her skin as he mused, "You cause chaos wherever you go, but I find that I don’t mind." Oh, hell. No. She was not about to fall for four beastmen. She was too pretty for this much stress. "If you insult me again, I’ll make sure your soul needs a beauty upgrade." "I refuse to be disrespected by anyone who dresses like an unwashed tree branch." And yet, when a rival tribe came to challenge her, when danger lurked too close, those same beastmen stood beside her—smirking, taunting, fighting for her. "A beastman growled at me today. I growled back. He ran. I am the alpha now." Isabella isn’t just surviving. She’s thriving. And this world better keep up.
Glimmer_Giggle · 639.6k Views

King of Worlds' (One Piece, Naruto, Bleach, and many other worlds)

Once in the world of Naruto, I established the Kingdom of Qin, standing alongside the Five Great Nations and pioneering a civilization of ninjutsu. Once in the world of One Piece, I conquered the Grand Line, challenged the Four Emperors, and founded a civilization of Devil Fruits. Once in the world of Chinese Paladin, I ruled over Shushan, wielding a sword with the South Mountain as its hilt and the North Sea as its blade, slashing through all beings and establishing a civilization of Sword Immortals. Once in the world of Bleach, I crossed the boundaries of life and death, transforming into the King of the Underworld and forging an eternal divine kingdom. Once in the world of Journey to the West, I overturned the Five Elements Mountain, stood shoulder-to-shoulder with the Great Sage, and led armies of millions to claim dominion in the West. Once in a world of science fiction, I piloted spacecraft through the cosmos, witnessing the splendor of countless worlds. Once in Perfect World, Tomb of the Gods, and Coiling Dragon, I sat among the kings of various realms, coldly dividing resources and clashing for supremacy. Gathering the myriad worlds, fusing their civilizations, and creating the ultimate divine kingdom. This kingdom spans infinite worlds. Billions of beings serve as the king's soldiers, infinite domains form the king's garden, and countless civilizations become the foundation of the king's strength! This is The King’s World!
DarkShadow95 · 1m Views

Children of the Silent God

"Why must I kneel before a fate I never chose?" "What is justice......when the circumstances of your birth are already a verdict?" "What is freedom......when the life inside you was written before you ever took a breath?" "If everything, every life, every death, every joy, every sadness ....was decided long before we were born…" "Then I would rather die as myself…" "Than be nothing more than ink on God's page." Some worlds are built on stone. This one is built on scripture. At Atrium Vaelith, the sacred text is not merely law — it is architecture. It is the air students breathe and the ground beneath their feet. They are taught that the universe bends to a God who never reveals Himself, yet governs every corner of existence through the kings and saints who speak in His name. Most accept this without question. Most were never given a reason not to. Mikhail is ten years old, and he remembers nothing. No origin. No family. No explanation for why his past feels like a room with every door sealed shut — only the same dream, returning each night: shapeless, dark, and soaked in blood he cannot name. He thought the questions were his alone to carry. Then the sacred text changed. Without warning. Without author. Two words, carved into scripture that had stood unaltered for centuries — pressed into ancient parchment as though they had always been there, waiting to be found: "He will come." No signature. Only silence. From that moment, Mikhail is no longer the one searching for answers. Something far older has begun to search for him. And it already knows his name. Children of the Silent God is the story of a boy at war with the very architecture of his existence — a world written before he arrived, and the terrible, beautiful cost of refusing to live inside someone else's sentence. He only ever wanted one thing: the truth. But some truths, once found, cannot be unknown. And some gods are silent for a reason.
49_thaha_ismail · 20.6k Views