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A man named Jack gets reincarnated in a world that has yet to experience the wonder of weed. welcome to the first chapter of the weed man *Author notes* this is an idea I had and decided to put it into writing. I'm just unemployed at the moment, this is something I really enjoyed doing in highschool so I thought I'd try writing again. please leave a comment about anything you think can be improved or with any feedback I would be very thankful.

Adam is just a simple worker in a small café… or at least that's what everyone thinks. Behind his quiet life hides a dangerous secret. Adam is the missing heir of a billion-dollar empire that disappeared years ago. When Lina enters his life, everything changes. Love, betrayal, and powerful enemies begin to surround him. Now Adam must face his past and protect the woman he loves… before his enemies destroy everything. Sometimes the biggest secret is not who you are… but what you are willing to fight for.

The spring fountain town of miracle that heals anything, Polka. In the hometown of memories, with his dear parents, there was a figure of a half-elf girl who swore to become my female slave. Repeating such a memorable talk every time he drinks alcohol, is former blacksmith’s apprentice and innocent crossbow soldier Andy Smeyson 25 years old. Andy is surrounded by nice companions and competent and sexy bosses, which is different from what he had thought when he was a child, but this was a cozy life. When the half-elf girl suddenly appeared in front of him, he will jump into a furious destiny. Andy, who is weak but courage and clever meet a lot of different race ladies such as elves, half elves, dark elves, tiny dwarves, dragon girls, beast girls and make them his females slaves one after another. The horny adventure started from a half elf girl who doesn’t stop liking him to eventually become a legend ──.

At the far north of the Atherno Continent, in an unknown village, Kyrian was born as a mere mortal. Weak, insignificant, and destined for oblivion. But he was anything but ordinary. Upon opening his eyes for the first time, they revealed an absolute white eyes without pupils or irises… and with them, an inexplicable innate talent. The ability to see what no one else could. His eyes didn’t just see the particles of spiritual energy, they could steal them. And more than that. Whether intentions, laws, concepts… everything before his vision could be taken by his eyes. When he stole his first Sword Intention, his eyes awakened to the path of the blade. Upon taking the Intention of Ice, another ocular pair was born. With every new stolen intention, his eyes changed, and new ones appeared. Kyrian does not hide them from the world, no, heeding his mother’s last wishes. He uses his gift without fear, with only one goal. To become strong by any means. (This is my first story, so don't expect anything mind-boggling. I just write what I think would be interesting and easy to read. English isn't my first language, so if there are any mistakes, please let me know so I can fix them. Otherwise, enjoy your reading)

Reincarnated into the HP world. Granger's brother. - - - - - - - - - This is a translation; the original title in raw format is: Целитель

The Anomaly of Eidrya In the world of Eidrya, existence is governed by the Narrative System. At the dawn of life, every soul is assigned a Narrative Role—a divine script that defines their destiny. From the high-born Rulers to the diligent Scholars, the stalwart Guardians to the fated Heroes, every person is a character with a preordained place in the grand story of the world. Everyone except Ren Aether. When the System flickered and failed to assign him a Role, Ren became something impossible: an Anomaly. In a reality built on the logic of fate, his presence is a glitch in the foundation, a silent fracture capable of unraveling the laws of physics and probability. To the Rule Sanctums—the powerful arbiters of the world's balance—Ren is not a person; he is a threat that must be erased before he breaks the script of reality itself. Hunted by those who fear the unwritten, Ren is forced into a life on the run. He is joined by a Seer who catches glimpses of a darkening future, a Trickster who manipulates the threads of chance, and a Guardian who has abandoned his vows to protect the one soul the world insists should not exist. Together, they must navigate a world designed to destroy them. Because the greatest danger to a story is not a villain or a tragedy... It is someone who refuses to follow the script.

"Who are you when your world is erased, your memory is a ghost, and the only power you have is a reflection of a self you can no longer remember?" When Earth collide with a world of blood and ancient power, survival demands more than strength, it demands transformation. Believed to be summoned itself by the Goddess of Light, billions of humans awaken in Terraldia with no path home and a weapon forged from their very souls. These Outworlders carry cursions, the manifestations of their deepest selves into a realm where noble bloodlines wield magic, where demons crawl from forgotten depths, and where trust is the rarest currency of all. Where their previous world's history, cultures, technologies, love, families, and careers were all gone in an instant, some hide their true power behind false classifications. Others weave strategies in the shadows of royal courts. A few simply try to survive one more day in a world that views them as tools, threats, or worse. But Terraldia's carefully maintained order is fracturing. Ancient forces stir beneath temple stones. Political alliances built on centuries of blood are tested by those who refuse to be controlled. And in the spaces between light and shadow, the question becomes not whether the Outworlders will change this world—but whether they'll survive what it makes of them first. In a land where power is inherited and outsiders are expendable, those who were nothing on Earth must become everything—or be buried beneath the weight of a history not their own. - This story features morally complex characters navigating a world where survival often demands compromise, and where the line between hero and pragmatist blurs with every choice made.

In a surreal twist of fate, Thalia awakens within the body of Solan Albertine, a boy born into the noble Elios family. Memories of her past life cling to her like shadows, reminding her that in the book she once read, she was a villain—branded alongside her sister as the feared “Evil Siblings.” To complicate matters further, a mysterious elf-like spirit appears, claiming to be her guide, bound to her in ways she cannot yet understand. Across the sprawling Elios estate, her sister, now Lunaria Albertine, remains unaware of the extraordinary forces at play. As Thalia grapples with her new body, her new identity, and the dangerous legacy of her villainous reputation, her greatest concern is protecting her sister from the intrigue, prejudices, and schemes of a world that sees them as cursed. Branded as villains by society—and even despised by their own family—Thalia and Lunaria must navigate a treacherous landscape of magic, political intrigue, and ancient secrets. Every decision is a test, every ally uncertain, and every step could shape or destroy their fates. As they move through this mystical world, Thalia must balance her memories, her strategic mind, and her determination to survive. Alliances will be formed, enemies confronted, and truths revealed, the rare demi-humans, and the gods who bless—or curse—their chosen. How It Feels to Be a Villain is an extraordinary journey where the lines between reality and fiction blur, the past and present collide, and two siblings struggle to reclaim their happiness, their freedom, and their very identities. ************************ This is a rewrite of my previous novel, "How It Feels to be a Villain!", which only has 12 chapters. I am still playing out this novel, so I apologise if the uploads are irregular. If you find that annoying, please wait till this has more chapters, then start reading. Thank you for checking this novel out!! ************************ Remember to add this to your library if you want to find out more. Thank you so much for showing your support. I will try my best as this is one of my first novels. I am currently writing : 1. Worlds Between Pages: A Villain's Journey 2. Life of a Machine Girl. ( Not Started) ************************ Disclaimer: My work will be significantly inspired by Greek and other Mythologies. It will have some creatures and people from it. But their personalities may be different from the original. Again, this is a work of fiction. ************************* Warning: There will be BL content, which is a boy-x-boy romance. Our main MC, Sol, is gay. The other MC, Sol's sister, will have a girl x boy romance. The romance is slow and will be in the novel's later chapters. There will also be LGBTQ+ relationships throughout the story. ************************* The cover is something I put together by photoshopping images from AI characters generated! Sorry if I have used any content copied; please tell me, and I will delete the cover. But this is to give you an idea of how I picture the characters! Thank you so much!!

"They didn't want you to die, they simply wouldn't care if you did." Malik was born for the sea, created on a warship with no land, no past he can fully remember, and a voice in a rusted blade that knows him better than he knows himself. He learned that the sea does not take people. It returns them. He has never known land, yet, even if he reaches land, will it be worth it in the end? Will it ever be enough? Some lives begin with beauty. Others begin with blades, and what the world chooses to discard. As hidden powers observe from beyond the veil and false order tightens its grip, a bayonet will inherit the aftermath of choices he never made. And what comes after may be far worse than collapse. But he’s not the only one watching . . .

A heart attack in a previous life was the end for Marcus Webb, until he woke up in a run-down studio apartment in New York City, transmigrated into a younger, taller body he didn't recognize. He is now bound to the Machine Asset System (MAS), a survival framework that provides him with Backdoor Access to near-infinite digital surveillance data. Operating in the shadows of Harold Finch and John Reese, he utilizes System Energy (SYE) to perform high-speed pattern recognition and track "Irrelevant Numbers" that the government ignores. During a random, high-speed chase through the Queens-Midtown Tunnel, he realizes that his Trust & Synchronization level with the Machine is the only thing granting him the tactical edge needed to survive Root's obsession with his origin. As he balances his cover identity with the Machine's reactive missions, he must navigate the ethical minefield of being a digital ghost in a world where every camera is an eye and every secret is a vulnerability.

Warning : "This story contains extreme violence and a cruel world where monsters and demons prey on humans. Some scenes may be disturbing." ...... For my family, I shall burn the world. Dying under mysterious circumstances, a cowardly orphan, Zi Fan, was transmigrated to a brutal fantasy world where he finally found a loving family. Yet, less than a day after his arrival, death came knocking. In a world where humans are nothing more than food, to survive and protect his family, he has to be selfish, cunning, and ruthless. However, he has one principle: "Be kind to me and my family, then I shall be the kindest person. Have any bad thoughts about us, then I shall be a devil." Let's watch a journey of survival, desperation, love, brutality, and world mystery.....

The world is collapsing. The gods are reincarnating. And the only man trying to hold everything together… is a roofer. Shane Albright was just a blue-collar contractor trying to keep his crew sober and his construction business alive. He understood the weight of a bundle of shingles and the cost of a bad step on a steep roof. He did not expect to become the structural support of the universe. Everything changes when Shane receives the Celestial Proxy System. What begins as a strange HUD helping him run job sites quickly evolves into something far larger. As the system grows, Shane discovers the world is being quietly dismantled by Apex Negativa, a hidden architect of entropy feeding on division, addiction, and chaos. The System wasn’t built to make Shane powerful. It was built to make him responsible. But Shane isn’t just a contractor with a cosmic cheat code. He is the Scion of the Triple Anchor—born from the essence of the Norn of the Present, the God of Justice, and the God of Silence. As civilization collapses and ancient gods awaken in mortal bodies, Shane begins rebuilding something stronger than governments—communities. Because fate has already decided how this story ends. Ragnarok must happen. And when the world burns, someone will have to rebuild what comes after. Shane Albright just wants to make sure the roof of the world doesn’t leak. ⸻ Gods fight the war. Shane rebuilds the world afterward.

Dylan Walker said no to the demon's deal. Ten years of success for his soul. He turned it down flat. The next morning, Hell processed the contract anyway. His college records updated overnight. Job offers started appearing. The miserable life he had been grinding through for years began quietly fixing itself, one piece at a time. He should have known it was too good to be true. A low-ranking demon forged his signature to meet a quota. A desperate, idiotic, career-saving forgery that Hell's system accepted without question. Now the supernatural world believes Dylan walker willingly sold his soul. Collection is scheduled in ten years. The paperwork is already filed. When Lan tries to cancel it, he hits a wall older than civilization itself. Demon contracts are absolute. Unbreakable. Enforced by powers that don't negotiate and don't care about the truth. Except Dylan found something no one was supposed to find. A flaw. A single crack in Hell's legal foundation. If he can prove the contract was fraudulent, Hell doesn't just lose his soul. It loses something that could unravel the balance of power across the entire supernatural world. Now everyone knows he found it. Demons want him buried before he talks. Fae want to weaponize what he knows. Dragons and older powers are placing bets on whether a human with no magic and no allies can actually pull this off. Lan just wanted his life back. Instead he is about to become the first person in history to commit legal fraud against Hell itself. And Hell has no idea what to do with someone who fights back with paperwork.

Kenji was supposed to die in the mud of the Northern Province, alongside his lord and his honor. Instead, he wakes to a nightmare of violet skies and armor-clad horrors that refuse to die. Clutching a burning, ancient map, he is forced into a brutal pilgrimage toward a mountain range that bleeds shadows. With a mysterious survivor as his only anchor to his fading sanity, Kenji must traverse a shifting, supernatural landscape where every footstep is a debt, every memory is a trap, and the only way out is through the heart of a god-forsaken island that is actively erasing his existence.

It's about how a boy adopted as godson shows the side of passion and desire to his fairy Godmother who never knew the touch of men.The path they choose to keep going no one knew What stores for them in that path... #netori #incest ------------------------ To read Ahead visit my patreon patreon.com/Satya69 This book has 40 chapters in my patreon.

“Lord, grant us mercy.” In the world of Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress, Mika watches the endless tide of Kabane surging forward like a relentless flood, her hand resting quietly on her gun. In what appears to be an ordinary youthful everyday world, Gabriel clings tightly to Miko’s leg and refuses to let go. “I’m an angel, you know! Please take care of me! I’m really easy to support—when I’m hungry, I’ll find food myself; when I’m sleepy, I’ll just sleep. And I usually just play games, I won’t cause you any trouble!” Moving on to Honkai Impact 3rd, the God of the Bible calmly looks at the hostile Kevin. “I say, let there be light—” Warning: Genderbender

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)

Transmigrating into the body of the Douluo Continent's ruler, starting as a second-level god, Lei Chen felt no joy whatsoever. He discovered he had become a thorn in the side of the God King Tang San. Tang Hao and A Yin were eyeing him covetously, waiting to replace him. Didn't want to sit idly by and await his doom? Then he had no choice but to… strike first and banish the entire God Realm! When the light of the God Realm completely vanished, Tang San roared in despair amidst the spatial turbulence: "Lord of the Douluo Continent, I will never forgive you!" Lei Chen smiled: "I'll raise your daughter for now."

Shen Yuan died on the battlefield without regret. As his life faded, his consciousness drifted beyond the world, past stars and galaxies, into an endless void where he heard a single sound echo through existence. Om. When he opened his eyes again, he was reborn into a powerful clan in a cultivation world filled with empires, ancient bloodlines, and terrifying demonic beasts. Shen Yuan grows up arrogant, confident, and brilliant. Yet deep inside him lies something dangerous. He does not fear killing. He does not hesitate when lives must be taken. To him, battle is simply truth revealed. As Shen Yuan rises through cultivation, entering the mysterious Virtual Universe of the Primordial Origin Sect and uncovering the hidden laws of the universe, one question slowly follows him wherever he goes. When the world calls him a monster… Is Shen Yuan truly evil? Or is he simply the only one honest enough to accept what humanity truly is?