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Good news: he transmigrated. Bad news: it wasn’t Konoha, where survival comes with plot armor. Even worse it was Sunagakure, the most reckless and short-sighted village among the Five Great Nations. In the aftermath of the Second Shinobi World War, Yubi looks at a village plagued by talent shortages and crippling resource scarcity—one that may never recover on its own. At that moment, he realizes something clearly: If nothing changes, the Sand will fall. Fortunately, Yubi possesses a system. And with it, he’s confident he can reshape the fate of Sunagakure—even if his starting point is merely a medical ninja. So his first step toward changing history? Recruiting Sasori of the Red Sand—before he ever walks down the path of rebellion. Pull the future S-rank criminal onto his side. Rewrite the tragedy of the Sand. And prove that even a medical ninja can shake the ninja world. Visit my Patreon to read up to 118 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/laktozlu

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

Apollo was a genius who was talented enough to achieve big things in his life, but because of a rare genetic disorder, everything came to an abrupt end. But when he thought everything was done, he again opened his eyes to another world as the baby of a noble family. Knowing that this might be his second chance, he decided to do everything he could to create a good and free life for himself. But surprisingly, this world is not simple, as there are beings with extraordinary power who can control the lives and deaths of others, giants who can crush mountains, dragons who can burn the seas, and many more. So now, to truly achieve his goals, Apollo needs to learn and adapt to this new world where life and death can be matters of thought.

Noah Whiteheart was nothing but a poor boy with zero talent in Magic. Stuck at the Apprentice Magus rank for years, he was bullied and looked down upon by everyone in the academy. His pathetic life met an end at the hands of an arrogant noble, who decided to bury him and go about his day like nothing happened. However, as he drifted in between the space between life and afterlife, a set of notifications appeared before Noah. [Suitable Host Found!] [Initializing The Supreme Magus System!] […] [ERROR! ERROR! ERROR!] Before he could understand what was going on, he found himself jolted back to life, but the notifications wouldn’t stop flooding his vision. [A bug has been discovered in the system!] [Trying to fix bug…] [Fixing Bug…] […] [ERROR! FIXING FAILED!] [ERROR! SYSTEM FALLING APART!] […] [ERROR! BUG UNABLE TO BE FIXED!] [The system has been corroded by the bug. All parameters broken down. Required EXP for leveling up now fixed, limits on quests completely removed, Penalty on quests disabled.] At first, he thought it was a disaster. Then he realized—this bug wasn’t a curse, but a huge blessing in disguise! With no restrictions holding him back, Noah could now level up endlessly—faster and stronger than anyone alive. From worthless trash to an unstoppable force, he would rise above all… becoming the most powerful magus in existence! But the more he learns about his broken system… he realized the bug might be something far greater, and far more dangerous than he ever imagined. —— 200 Golden tickets for a mass release of 5 chapters! 200 power stones for a bonus chapter release Discord Family: https://discord.gg/PqCseyu2Kh

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation with him. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! No mother betrayal either!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/BUnnWjnWZw check out more- https://ko-fi.com/jin_moon Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!

Zoe Hawkins lost everything in one night — her parents murdered, her twin sister, Chloe, dead, and her home slipping through her fingers. Alone and desperate, she assumes her sister's identity in a high-stakes competition, determined to win the prize money and reclaim her life. But living as Chloe comes with complications — especially when two mysterious brothers stir emotions she’s never known. One offers solace. The other? Heartache and betrayal. Yet her heart refuses to let go of either. As secrets buried in the house begin to surface, Zoe must face the truth: her sister’s death wasn’t just a tragedy — it was the beginning of something much darker.

[A/N: No smut. Moderate pacing, with a slight lean toward fast pacing to keep the story sharp and avoid dragging. Romance is secondary] ___ I transmigrated into a slow-paced action romance fantasy novel. You know the type. A naïve, righteous protagonist with a growing harem, invasive creatures to slaughter, a God to kill, and a guaranteed happy ending. And then there was the Mob villain. The jealous, exiled half-brother who goes full psycho, challenges the protagonist… and gets killed by his own fiancée. Yeah. That villain was me, Caelir Vayne. But everything changed when I awakened the SSS class and three op skills. Cloning. Copy. Fusion. “…Wait. Isn’t this a little too overpowered?” But something’s wrong. Why isn’t the plot following the story? Why are events spiraling out of control? And worst of all… Why is my fiancée, the girl who killed me in the original story, now staring at me like I’m the only thing that exists? Hold on. They have a word for this kind of behavior. “…Don’t tell me... she’s a yandere?” ------------ Updates: 12 chapters per week. Mon to Fri: 2 chapters a day. Sat, Sun: 1 chapter a day. ... I recommend reading the free chapters first before deciding whether to continue or leave the novel. Trust the process. The story is planned, and the payoff is worth it. ... Disclaimer: This work is a piece of fiction. Any resemblance between characters and real individuals is purely coincidental.

I am Alina Graves. My whole life I was taught to be invisible. Omega. Orphan. Servant. I scrubbed floors in Blackthorn Castle while the alphas feasted, and lowered my eyes when they passed by. I knew: survival meant silence. But on the night of the Blood Moon, fate decided otherwise. I was thrust into the sacred circle in place of the ailing bride. And the bond struck—like lightning to the chest. My mate is Kael Blackthorn, the future Alpha King, whose name is whispered with fear across all the lands of England. He did not want an omega on the throne. He publicly rejected me before the entire pack. Called me a mistake. The humiliation burned hotter than fire. But at night, he came. Claimed me as his. Secretly. Cruelly. Without choice. Now, every glance from him is a brand. Every order is a chain. Every whisper in the castle corridors hints that my blood hides an ancient power capable of destroying the entire kingdom. I was meant to remain broken. But if fate made a mistake in choosing me for him—I will make the world bleed for that mistake.

The highly anticipated new game Dawn of Divinity, Dawd as it had come to be known, had finally entered its closed beta testing stage. It was an event that became a who's who of popular names in the gaming space, from high ranking E-sports players, to popular streamers and even a few journalists from the big name publications. Filling in for a slot intended for her brother, Valerie Ashcroft, a young woman with a degenerative muscular disease stood out amongst this crowd. It was this uniqueness, however, that led her to the suitably unique class of Glyphborne. A class that gave her the abilities of the mythical punch wizard, combining spellweaving magic and supernatural strength into a single formidable warrior, turning this frail and broken girl into an undeniable living weapon that will be feared by all. However, when the game entered the public market and more players entered this fantastical world, it soon became clear that all was not what it seems as the so-called fictional world starts to bleed into reality. Faced with obstacles real and 'fictional', there is only one thing Valerie needs to say. "I CAST FIST!" -------------- On the concern of bonus chapters, alongside power stone events :- - 100 Golden Tickets = 2 bonus Chapters - Magic Castle Gift = 5 Bonus Chapters - Spaceship Gift - 10 Bonus Chapters

"F**K! I'm dead!" That was the first word I muttered after regaining my memories from Earth. Reincarnating into a world of cultivation should’ve been a blessing. Adventure, immortality, power—what’s not to love? But then I remembered what my family did. My sister just broke off an engagement with a crippled young master—definitely a future protagonist. My mother ripped a Dao Bone from my cousin and gave it to me—guaranteed future revenge arc. And me? I’m already a third-rate villain: bullying weaklings and flaunting my Bai Clan name. Worst part? Despite the Dao Bone, I’m still trash at cultivation. My only hope? The System... which I’ve had for years. “I just never realized... It was in English!”

He lost both of his parents due to a bank heist at the age of 14. Due to his young age, he joined an orphanage, but it turned out to be secretly owned by a group of gangsters. He was exploited together with the other children in the orphanage, before finally, at the age of 16, he joined the gang, being valued for his intelligence. Working for the gang as an accountant in charge of the income of the gang, he used all the money that he earned to purchase books on accounting. He wanted to study, gain real skills, and see if he could join a legitimate company as an accountant. …. Who would have expected that due to his effort, one night, just as he was done reading, a holographic screen popped up in front of his eyes. [System binding... Binding completed.] [System activating... Activation completed.] [Welcome to the Information to Mastery: Points Store System, Michael Santos.] [Experience full. You have acquired beginner level accounting skills. +1 SP.] He would have never thought that this was going to change his life completely. As long as he acquired information on a particular field, and studied it, the system could allow him to master the skills, even without doing physical practice. [Experience full. Level up. Accounting skills upgraded to intermediate level. +10 SP.] …. But that was not the craziest point. Using the store points that he received by acquiring skills, he could purchase anything from the store. [Used 10 SP to acquire 100% shares of Riverside Hotel.]

Warning: Heavy sexual content and a fucked up male lead. Throw morally grey out the window. Excerpt: "Do you trust me?" His hand drifted to her neck. If he had asked her to walk into the fire with him right then, to tumble willingly into chaos, she would have said yes without hesitation. Her entire body shivered as she nodded, heart hammering, her pulse a wild drum against her ribs. "Always use your words, Bambola. Do you trust me?" he asked again. "Yes…yes…" Her back arched against him instinctively, skin flushed and glistening, every nerve screaming, every muscle taut and alive. Luca's other hand tightened at her neck, squeezing until she gasped for breath. The sensation was exquisite and terrifying, every nerve ending alight as he manipulated the fine line between restriction and pleasure. Vee squeezed her eyes shut, nails digging into his arm as she clung to him, her breath rattling in her chest. He sensed her reaching the edge and drove her closer, the hand at her neck tightening harder. "Luc…" she choked out, a fragmented plea that shattered as her body convulsed, releasing a hot, desperate wave against his fingers and the rug beneath them. Synopsis: She insulted the devil. He decided to own her. Veronica Scalese walks into New York’s elite club, ‘Commissioned’ by accident—and mouths off to the wrong man; Luciano Genovese popularly known as ‘The Devil’. He grants favours but gets your soul in return. When Luca comes to collect a debt from her father, the payment demanded is flesh. Veronica becomes both Luca’s weakness and his obsession. He burns his empire to the ground to keep her. Undressed by the Mafia God is a mafia romance story where power is foreplay, love is a liability, and the most terrifying thing a god can do… is fall. From the author that brought you: 1. Defying The Rogue Alpha 2. The Vampire's Luna 3. Undressed By His Arrogance

The possibilities of a new life can be endless if you roll the dice and play your cards right.. But less for a monster. Killing for power or running for freedom is everone's right to choose. /* As a simple man I love references so I will add some. I have no rights over any, just used as entertainment *\ #RPG world inspired

[WARNING:R-18|Explicit content, graphic violence, and adult themes] Ryan, a programmer who had always been a failure with women and, because of his job, never had time for dating due to constant workplace exploitation. One month before the release of his company’s most ambitious RPG, he decided to take revenge by adding a secret “bug” to the game. A hidden skill called Debt. Every time the support character healed or buffed a heroine, a mandatory debt was generated. An order that had to be fulfilled. And if it wasn’t claimed, the skill would execute it automatically. The company discovered the code and punished him by forcing him to work without pay to fix it. Exhausted and on the verge of collapse, Ryan dies of a heart attack before he can remove the bug. But he awakens inside the game. Now he inhabits the body of the Rank B support in a party of Rank S heroines… and the Debt skill is still active. Ryan will have a significant advantage, because not only will he gain the normal experience and rewards from leveling up, but he will also receive the additional rewards granted by the Debt skill. With an advantage no one else possesses, Ryan must decide: Will he become a tyrant who manipulates his companions? Or will he use that power to survive, protect them, and become the only support capable of reaching S-Class hero rank? Because this time, he won’t let anyone exploit him again. Additional Tags: #No NTR | #No Polyamory (all the women are always focused on the MC) | #Comedy | #Adult | #Progression | #Overpowered Skill

Kaito Reizen is the shame of Japan's most powerful exorcist clan. His spells are weak, his attitude is soft, and he keeps making friends with the ghosts he's supposed to destroy. He lives alone in his aunt's old house in Kurami, away from his family, with exactly one roommate — an ancient, silver-haired Umbral named Shizuka who he cannot exorcise, cannot reason with, and absolutely cannot get rid of. She's been attached to him since childhood. She's terrifyingly strong. She is in love with him in a way that keeps him up at night. Between university, a father who gave up on him, a sister who hates him with alarming intensity, and a growing number of very dangerous supernatural women who have decided he belongs to them, Kaito's life is complicated. The ghosts don't make it simpler

[3D Female Lead][Game World][Multiverse][Multiple][No Original Female Lead][Refreshing Read] Asa, male, eighteen years old On my way home from get off work, I was hit by a big truck and ended up in the world of Resident Evil, where I became a researcher before the outbreak of the virus. I thought that was the end of my life. Wait a minute, what does "goddess link" mean? Does having more goddesses linked to you mean you're stronger? Furthermore, upon entering a new world, one is rewarded with a special ability related to that world. The world of Resident Evil is a perfect fusion of various viruses. Cyberpunk, immune to all the negative effects of prosthetics. The Wizarding World, my badge is trembling again. There must be something nearby... Current World: Resident Evil Future worlds: 2077, Overwatch, The Last of Us, The Walking Dead, The Witcher, Middle-earth, Sword Star, Street Fighter, Hogwarts, Dragon Ball, etc. Other details are pending. Visit my Patreon to read up to 121 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/Hestia02

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

A depressed young noble who had lost all hope in life decides to end it all by jumping into a river. But instead of death, Aarav Valden discovers a mysterious ring in the water. Inside the ring resides the soul of a transmigrator - a man from another world who claims that the kingdom, the war, and even Aarav himself are all part of a novel destined for tragedy. Knowing the horrors the future holds, the man decides to guide Aarav and change the story before the kingdom is consumed by war and destruction and also to find the people responsible for his death.

A humble medical student's wondrous adventure in the world of Fairy Tail. The protagonist, Riyao, stayed up all night writing his thesis and was rewarded with a huge truckload of transmigration gifts. He was dumped in the Fairy Tail world by a treacherous goddess and was nearly starved when Makarov picked him up and took him back to the guild. Visit my Patreon to read up to 122 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/laktozlu

After waking up, Renji discovered that he had arrived in the world of One Piece and had become a member of the Whitebeard Pirates. Thinking about the terrifying strength of the powerhouses in this world where battles could destroy islands and shake the seas Renji felt extremely uneasy. Was he really transported here just to become cannon fodder? Fortunately, a God-Level Pickup System activated. “Ding! You picked up 1 point of Strength!” “Ding! You picked up 1 point of Speed!” “Ding! You picked up 1 portion of Combat Experience!” From that moment on, the Whitebeard Pirates gained a division commander who remained calm and low-key, quietly observing from the sidelines while steadily growing stronger. Sengoku: “Damn it, this division commander is even harder to deal with than Whitebeard.” Monkey D. Garp: “With him around, how are we supposed to overthrow the Whitebeard Pirates?” At the rear of the Marineford War, Renji revealed a gentle smile. “Stop arguing… just hurry up and start fighting.”