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Imagine graduating from college in a few months, and then the apocalypse happened. Moreover, dungeons and monsters appeared, superhuman powers awakened, and the world changed, yet Jade remained as he was—the ever so heedless, unbothered, emotionless, and weird guy manning the cash register. But some people deemed him lucky because he seemed to be unaffected by all those happenings. But would they still believe that when Jade came home one day from his night shift, tired and hungry, to find a dungeon gate right inside his house? The worst thing that could ever happen to him was get sucked in that gate, however, instead of the gate, strange Seekers are sucking up to him instead. Jade: Why is this happening?! Seeker 1: Help me go back to my world, and I will give you everything you wish for. Seeker 2: I don’t care about going back to that damned world, so can you just let me stay here with you? Seeker 3: Jade, honey, you’re the best Minder! I need you, so come with me to my world. And so on… these Seekers are all lunatics forcing him to help them go back to their respective worlds! But how can Jade do that, when all of them were just mere characters from books?! Now, what will Jade do?

Before meeting Shen Xu, all Zhen Yuan wanted was to seek the dao and cultivate to the peak. After meeting Shen Xu, he thought the dao was important, but his wife was the most important. When Shen Xu transmigrated into a book, he mistakenly believed that Zhen Yuan was not a character in the original story. What he didn't expect was that his husband was the most mysterious and powerful unnamed character in the original novel.

NEW CHAPTER EVERY FRIDAY! --- The Earth was hit by a meteor, and it caused a mysterious virus to spread. The virus caused people to turn into zombies, and Luca Weisman lost his parents when he was sixteen to zombies as well. His other relatives also died because of zombies, that was the reason why he despised zombies very much, and he only had himself in the chaotic world that was about to end because of the catastrophe. He sealed himself off without letting anyone enter his territory, but one day, a strange delivery guy suddenly tried to knock on his door and wanted to come in. It turned out that the person was the annoying player he knew in the game, but one thing he didn't know was the person's true identity. Other feelings developed from the initial annoyance and hatred, but would those feelings still be the same after he found out the person's true identity?

The sequel to Hunting the Field Guide. Kellen thought that his troubles were over. He'd dealt with the issue of the Poison Gate, he'd saved his sister, and he found out the location of where his trusty fellow Field Guide was located. As far as he was concerned, things were finally looking up for him. He could finally, finally live out the peaceful life he'd wished for when he'd first left the Front Lines. But then the E.A.G. reared it's old head. A hydra, a beast that just wouldn't die, Kellen was at his damn wit's end. All he wanted was to live out the life he'd literally carved out for himself. He just wanted to be happy with his Captain. Why was it so damn hard? ~ Meanwhile, Brent Jameson just wanted to be left alone. A man who knew he could have exceptional talent, Brent just wanted to do what he loved. Sleep around, escort people through Gates, and drink his problems away whenever he wanted to. He did not want to be the new Head of a Guild. That sounded like the exact opposite of what a man like him would want to do. He also didn't want to be attached. Maybe Kellen was right and he had a type, and maybe he avoided that kind of person, but hey, he was just a guy. He couldn't be with someone when he was worried at any minute that he could be teleported away from them and dropped into the ocean. Hell, it was dangerous for him to even have friends. Now that he was back 'home' with his lovely, wonderful family, he knew that he had made the right choice. Brent was better off alone.

It always starts with an accident. That’s how all these stories go. One moment, you’re minding your own business, and the next, you wake up in someone else’s body. For Caspian, his accident started earlier than he even knew. Maybe it began when his sister got him into romance novels? Or when he started really sympathizing with the villains at the ends of books? He’d never know. It was too late to worry about it now. For now, he had to find a way to fix this nightmare, or rehabilitate his image, all while trying to free himself from the fate set out for him. All because of the damn "gods" who he'd cut a deal with. These were the only two options he had available, and he wasn’t sure he could succeed at either. The man he had taken over for had been…a true piece of work. And the secret villain of the book he had been reading before he passed. It had been a harem novel. A reverse harem novel. He was trapped in a huge ass CASTLE with a bunch of men who hated him because he was taking affection and time away from their shared wife. All Cass wanted to do was be a good person, not mess around with this poor woman and her far too handsome husbands. But why would no one leave him alone? Was he too suspicious? And why, after going out of his way to avoid them like they had asked, did they keep pestering him? And where did the heroine go? How was he going to manage three, handsome men without the heroine?

He fell in love with the bastard. ........ Rai Est, a 33-year-old high school teacher, was suddenly transferred to Silverlake High School, a tiny school buried in the countryside. With only a few days to settle into his new life, Rai struggled to find a place to stay. Fortunately, the kind principal, understanding his situation, offered him a place in a house he owned and rent out. But Rai quickly learnt he wouldn't be living alone. Sharing a house wasn't supposed to be a big deal. A roommate or a housemate sounded harmless enough. Well…no. It's bad. Very bad... Because the person he has to share the house with turned out to be someone he already knows. Zade Grey... ZADE FUCKING GREY! They shared scars, fights, curses and a lot of 'nice memories' from their school days. It must be fate. After almost fifteen years, the ultimate enemies are reunited. And, one is very excited...

What would you do if you woke up in a body that wasn’t yours… in a world you’ve never seen… and were suddenly struck by an excruciating pain in your belly? At first, you think it’s just some strange, inexplicable sensation but before you can make sense of it, a man forces his way into your life, dragging you along against your will. You expect answers, but instead, when he lays a hand on your stomach, his eyes widen with a sly smirk as he whispers, “Finally. I found you…” Thrown into a strange land and into the arms of a man madly obsessed with you, your life is flipped upside down. Siyoon Park, once a boring, aimless man in Korea must navigate desire, danger, and a mysterious force tied to his body that he cannot yet understand. In a world where passion can be as lethal as secrets, can Siyoon survive the possessive gaze of a man whose dragon blood has chosen him or will he surrender to pleasure, obsession, and a fate he never signed up for?

"Soon, System Tearstone Will Break You On The Marble Floor"— System Tearstone theme song Centuries ago, a new kind of curse was created. It was named System Tearstone—or simply Crimson Heart. It was made to punish a fallen god. But the curse had no form. Only a red gem floating in dark fog. Until it met a perfectly broken soul—Kirihito Orohana, later known as Wèi Yīlíng. The curse roamed for half an eternity, bound to revenge and its own mission: to win the Violet Throne and become a god itself. But cool ice always melts. Will he never fall for anyone and claim the throne? Or will he remove his own existence—by destroying the curse, or by becoming the full Violet Gem once more? Welcome to System Tearstone— where soft beginnings lie, and descent is inevitable… and beautiful. Author's Note: The beginning may feel soft—almost deceptively gentle. Please do not be fooled. System Tearstone is my beloved monster. Written without safety, without shortcuts, carved straight from bone and breath. It is a story about devotion that scars, about gods who fail, and about choosing to feel—even when feeling hurts. If you choose to read this, you become one of my Tearstones—something fragile, something precious, kept close through both tears and quiet smiles. This is not a game system. It is an emotionally cursed one. Announcement: This book's Version 2 is coming soon! Please do not be mad at your little author for being messy here—this was just the first time. The next one will be better, I promise ♡ But I cannot guarantee that Version 2 will be my last try. I might rewrite this book many times, in many ways. So you will meet them again and again—better than before. Extremely sorry for being irregular. But I will try my best to give you chapters that feel satisfying and seen.

The words escape the pages of a popular webnovel, and the peaceful everyday has been corrupted in calamity. In simpler words, there's a damn apocalypse occurring. And in a particular building, overlooking the chaotic streets, two idiots flirt. "Do you want to rebel against your destiny?" the voice is firm and confident in its careless allure, promising a deal among the rubbles of this disaster. The man's lips curves dangerously, and he tilts his chin. "Then I'm in your hands, Joker." *** One sentence summary: In which an apocalypse has begun, and a certain delinquent 'accidentally' seduces his boss. Even shorter summary: deadly insulting machine MC x face looks good to punch (lovingly) ML

Tao Hua's life is fucking miserable, and that misery somehow earns him the title of "Village Disgrace." In order to cope with the awful treatment, he often retreats into words untold, dictated by the flip of a page. These worlds leave him with the dream of escaping this piece of shit town. To his utter dismay, his wish comes true, but not in the way all those fairytales promised. His saviour is a man he becomes enthralled with and whom he names “Lord No-Name.” This male lead is a touchy man with many faces. And for lack of a better word, Tao Hua can’t decide if he’s either the story’s love interest or villain. But the two share a common sentiment. This prince, alike Tao Hua, is also fucking miserable. But arguably worse! And instead of coping like a normal fucking person, he does the opposite. He doesn't escape. He doesn't cope. He just tries to fight against the already fated truth of his demise. 0/10, worst prince ever written. Misery aside, this fateful encounter will force Tao Hua to make a choice, leaving him with only one question: "What was one mean-spirited beast to a town of people who despise a beauty's entire existence?" ──── ୨୧ ──── Beauty and the Thief is a slow-burn, stop to smell the roses, type of novel. That being said, the roses are beautiful, and upon closer observation they’re less floral than once thought. It follows the POV of Tao Hua, as he tries to navigate his new life in a place that actually values him, and the prince of this story’s mood swings. ──── ୨୧ ──── !!!!Disclaimer!!!! EXTREMELY SLOW PACED! Character driven, before plot! This story borrows the premise of Beauty and the Beast, by Jeanne-Marie Le Prince de Beaumont, relying heavily on the trope while also twisting it to smithereens. The beast element is exchanged for a power dynamic, and the curse differs from the original story. The narration borders on sarcastic and self-aware, while also targeting deeper topics. It often breaks the fourth wall as a stylistic choice. A lot of the work will be edited over time, but the bones will remain the same. ──── ୨୧ ──── There are occasional illustrations littered throughout the novel drawn by me (slowly commissioning to get others done), usually found in the comments! !!CREDIT!! Cover Art by @Sayoto (VGen) Illustrations by me (@meowssey) and zaza (@zazhah) (Both commissioned artists are amazing to work with and I highly recommend their work!)

Lìngxiāo was hired to kill the ghost. Instead, he married it. Life needs only two things: the thing you love, and the obsession to keep it with you. A young, smiling exorcist—whose lips have forgotten how to show pain or anger—roams the land with two aims: to save common people from darkness, and to solve the mystery of his own father's death. A death for which he is blamed. Then he is summoned back to his hometown, Yún Xi—now cursed—to cleanse it of an unknown Red Robe Ghost. But fate had other plans. He did not only uncover the mystery behind the ghost… but the mystery behind himself. The ghost became his tears—long forgotten how to fall. Their story remains untold. But his journey to find his identity does not end there. And that is how he goes where he belongs—even if he never knew it existed. A side novel set in the System Tearstone realm. Author's Note: Extremely sorry for being irregular. But I will try my best to give you chapters that feel satisfying and seen. This is a side novel—a thread in the larger Tearstone world. It stands alone, but it also carries the echo of something bigger. I hope you enjoy the journey.♡

Logging out was supposed to be simple. Except I, Eunji, an ordinary girl, somehow woke up inside the body of my MMORPG's number one male avatar, Leonhart. Now I've got six-pack abs, a voice that sounds like it could narrate epic movie trailers, and a sword so big I can barely lift it without auto-assist. Sure, Leonhart was a legend at the top of the leaderboards... but I'm just me. A girl who used to hide behind filters, complain about lag, and farm slimes for fun. To make things worse? The monsters bleed. The pain is real. And every poor slime I kill looks like it belongs in a children's plushie store. Oh, and apparently rival guilds want to fight me for "glory" while I'm still figuring out how to walk without tripping over my own armor. It's the ultimate isekai nightmare: stuck in the body of my OP male avatar, trying not to cry every time I swing my oversized sword. Can I survive this new world without embarrassing myself, or will Leonhart's flawless reputation crumble under the weight of... me?

“Everything is loud, Zhi’er,” Xinyuan murmured, voice low. “It’s only quiet when you touch me.” °° In his past life, Shen Ran was a hitman forced into the underworld by crushing debt after borrowing money to pay for his mother’s cancer treatment. Even after years of bloodshed, it wasn’t enough. She died anyway. On the night of his final job, just as he thought he would finally be free, Shen Ran was betrayed and shot in the head by his own boss. He expected death. Instead, he woke up in the body of Lin Wenzhi. A minor, forgettable character in a guideverse BL novel he had read the night before. A cannon fodder. A B-rank guide who appeared only three times and died the third. In this world, rifts tear open the sky, monsters pour through, and humanity survives through Espers and Guides. But the story doesn’t end in salvation. It ends in destruction. Because the male lead, a Disaster-Class Esper, eventually loses control and wipes out the entire universe. Knowing this, Shen Ran makes a simple decision. As Lin Wenzhi, he will stay out of the plot, avoid the main characters drama, and live quietly for as long as possible. Eat. Sleep. Work less. Survive. Unfortunately, fate has other plans. During a compatibility test, Lin Wenzhi is matched with the most dangerous Esper alive. Shao Xinyuan. Compatibility: 107%. The original protagonist’s compatibility? 97%. Which should have been enough. But Shao Xinyuan doesn’t care. He chooses Lin Wenzhi. Now, the cannon fodder who wanted nothing to do with the story is bound to the man destined to destroy it. And worse, Shao Xinyuan isn’t letting him go. ***** Cover created by KiXxX

Terrence, the eldest son of the leader of the Dahlia pack, was framed for killing his stepmother and got cursed at a very young age, all thanks to the jealousy of someone near to him... but no one knows the truth While Terrence received the hatred of everyone after he was kicked out of his pack, his little brother Erick, received the love of everyone around him. When the annual tournament came Terrence's father asked him to return because it was time to marry him off to an Alpha and leave the family forever…. Without knowing that his arrival will bring with him many entanglements and surprises... ꨄ Book cover made with IA based on some Pinterest images. illustration’s right to their respective creator.

you’re everywhere I want to forget you wanna be happy again

He transmigrated into the body of a sixteen-year-old boy. Asou Akiya’s new parents were dead, he had no ties, no burdens, no way back; the original owner had left him nothing but a precarious foothold as the lowliest grunt in Yokohama’s most notorious port organization. For an ordinary human without a single ability, simply staying alive was set to nightmare difficulty. No golden finger from the heavens? Then he would forge his own. Four years later. Destiny finally handed him its greatest turning point. After a cataclysmic explosion rocked the city, Asou Akiya, with meticulous calculation and trembling hands, rescued a breathtaking French beauty who had lost all memory. The man had been betrayed, abandoned, left fragile and shivering in the cold; yet beneath that porcelain vulnerability burned a soul of blinding brilliance and combat prowess that touched the very ceiling of this world. “…Who… am I?” “You are a romantic French poet, Rimbaud.” “A poet?” “Yes,” Akiya whispered, voice steady as scripture, “and you are the love of my life.” From that moment, Asou Akiya placed him upon the apex of his heart and spoiled him rotten. He soothed every wound with tenderness, watered the tender shoots of love with carefully tended lies, and watched them bloom. So what if memory returned one day? He had already seized the most priceless treasure in the world. Thank you, Verlaine! The partner you were willing to discard is now my wife. 【Asou Akiya × Rimbaud (French name: Jean Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud)】 {Mon âme éternelle, Observe ton voeu Malgré la nuit seule Et le jour en feu.} O my eternal soul, Hold fast to desire In spite of the night And the day on fire. — From A Season in Hell, Rimbaud

Don't let yourself get swept off your feet by this cowboy. The son of Billie Bob Taylor-Pereira, the most legendary cowboy of all time, and Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira, the worlds richest man, Buck Danilo Taylor-Pereira is the reason heartbreak country music is written with his gorgeous dimples and panty dropping smile he will have you swooning within seconds. No one can escape his charm and his new young personal assistant is no different. What will Danilo do when everything in his head screams no but his heart roars yes. Will the cowboy follow in his fathers' footsteps or bring a new level of drama to a family known for chaos? Book Two of the 'His' series. Follow Book one, His Cowboy for the beginning of one of the most legendary relationships of all time!

The ice is a cold surface, but for them, it was the only place where they remembered being happy. After being wounded by the people they trusted most, fate hands them a second chance in the form of a childhood love. A bond that resurfaces with a single glance, yet comes with a question burned into their minds: "Don’t you remember me?" ​Their love story has only just begun, but the shadows of the past are not willing to let them go. With vengeance looming over their private lives and sabotage threatening their skating careers, danger is everywhere. Will their light withstand the chill of betrayal, or will they ultimately shatter under the pressure?

A disgraced noble in hiding. A General betrayed by his own men. In the cold silence of the Northern border, General Liu Sheng was ready to die a nameless death. Instead, he woke up in a room that smelled of bitter herbs and quiet secrets. Wen Jingting is a man hiding from a past that already destroyed his family. He didn’t want to save a General. He just wanted to be left alone. But as he heals Liu Sheng’s broken body, he realizes he can't keep his own heart cold anymore. They were never meant to meet, but in a world of sharp blades, they are the only anchor that keeps the darkness at bay. Some debts are written in blood. Others are written in the stars. *A standalone story in the Zhu long universe. Perfect for fans of fated souls and slow-burn drama.*

After a simple extraction mission, Kenneth makes a dire mistake that wipes out his entire team. Left alone and bleeding out, Kenneth has no choice but to pray to a higher being in hopes of getting a second chance at life. Luckily for him, his prayers are answered as he finds himself in the body of a man who has the same name as him! Now, faced with a strange world he is unfamiliar with, all he can do is follow the previous owners' wishes to enter the infamous military academy Toleran and become a renowned Anchor. The problem is finding a Striker to pair with. In comes Lucien Saint-James, the captain of the third division and a high-class Striker with whom he has the highest compatibility. The problem is, whenever Lucien is around, he gets this uncontrollable urge to bring him to his knees, not to mention that he doesn’t care for his arrogant attitude either. Now, Kenneth faces a dilemma. If he ever hopes to make it out of this academy alive and realize the dreams of the original Kenneth, he will have to suck up his pride and learn to hide his urges if he wants to make it out in one piece. Oh, and did he mention he had to deal with monsters and mystical beasts too?! ****************************************** Excerpt: “Kiss me.” Kenneth blinked. “What—“ “You heard me. Do it. Now.” Anger flashed in his eyes yet his body moved before his brain could tell him to stop. He reached for the Striker and their lips met. Kenneth poured his energy into Lucien, filling the barren pit inside his mind, giving him enough juice to keep going. The two pulled away, and Lucien’s steely eyes met his, holding him in place. “You always look like you hate anchoring me, but then you get that blissful look on your face that screams ‘I want more’. It’s cute.” Kenneth felt an unbearable urge to slap the smug smile off his face. But since now wasn’t the time to commit acts of violence against his pair. He held himself back. He would deal with him properly later. “Eat shit, captain.” Was all he said before sending him off. ****** A guideverse story with a little twist, hot and cold romance with a whole lot of slow burn (emphasis on burn because the MC refuses to admit his feelings, the stubborn fool). TW: Trauma, survival’s guilt, and violence