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I Don't Want This Kind of System!!

Everly, a connoisseur of orphan-to-riches tropes, always assumed her origin story began with a dramatic abandonment at the orphanage gates. Turns out, her life was even more cliché than her favorite novels! She wasn't merely dumped; she was swapped—a long-lost heiress to a vast fortune. Just when she thought her life couldn't get any more tropey, a mysterious System materialized, offering her a chance at a "good ending." The catch? Its "abilities" ranged from the utterly bizarre to the downright mortifying, making Everly question if a happy ending was truly worth the existential cringe. *** System 006: [Host, please choose 1 of these 3 system abilities!] Everly: "They're all weird! Let me just pick random!" System 006: [Hehe... host, I forgot to say that each system will have consequences, so something will happen to you when you use it...] Everly: "!!!" Days later, having been reunited with her biological family and experimenting with the System's... unique function, the consequence were already glaringly apparent. Her beloved brother: "My little sister is precious, but I need therapy to keep up with her alien-like thinking." Handsome man 1: "She's a pervert! I'm scared she'll take my innocence..." Handsome man 2: "Every time she talks, I feel like killing her. Is that normal?" NOTE: Please disconnect all logical circuits before proceeding with this novel, as it's an absolute chaotic comedy where the MC, Everly, has several screws loose in her brain. Don't expect much normalcy here—sanity checked out long ago and never came back.
callciel_rin · 58.8k Views

The Kingmaker System

"The masterminds are cooler than heroes," I mutter as I stare at the chess pieces before me. It is easier to be the one who sits in the shadows and moves the pieces, likewise deciding the flow of the game. Heroes will foolishly sacrifice their lives for the good cause and villains will sacrifice the world for their own gain, but masterminds will use both the heroes and villains to their own benefit. Why, you ask? Well, that's because I've lost my life once while trying to be a hero so, I don't want that anymore. I'd rather be a mastermind who molds the world as per my convenience and live peacefully. Because, why not? *** [Defender of Divine Glory says you are the hope of this world.] What? [Goddess of Wisdom believes that you will be the one to save the world.] Wait, what?! [Propose the Grand Duke the idea of a fake marriage.] And, why would I do that?! [Stop the assassination of Prince Eric.] Why would I save him?! [The candidates for the throne are:... Who will you choose?] Ah! I give up... It seems like a curse that anyone who wishes for a slacker life in Isekai will have to go through the most troublesome things. In my past life, I died because of one rookie mistake but after being transmigrated in the world of fantasy I've gotten an opportunity to start afresh, but unlike the protagonists who look for their love and glory, I'd rather make money and live a life of a slacker. I have magic, I have power and I have money, what else do I need? Well, that was the plan but this damn system is getting on my nerves. I mean who in their sane mind would want to mess with the complicated royal family and political affairs? But that's not all though. I've also become the saviour of this world. Things just can't be anymore worse! Besides, the penalty of failing this quest is... [Failure: Destruction of the World.] It seems like if I screw up in selecting the right person then the destruction that is going to befall the world won't be stopped. If I speak of my reward then it's this vague thing. [Reward: Fulfillment of any wish.] "If that's the case then, I'd rather choose the person who would be the best fit for the throne." And that's how I decided that I would become the Kingmaker.
AnimeVerseGirl · 425.5k Views

Billionaire Mafia's Manny

The footsteps sounded closer, and closer, and closer, until he faintly heard Siri's voice welcoming someone into the house, but before he could open his eyes to see who it was, he felt a large hand gripping his neck, his legs were locked tightly between much larger ones, and, he felt the cold metal of a gun placed directly on his...gun. Zeno quickly opened his eyes from instincts, ready to fight off his attacker, but the moment he did so, he was met with mesmerizing dark grey orbs, staring dangerously at him. The face of his attacker was too close, he couldn't make out his features, but he knew they were sharp, even from a closed look. He didn't bother fighting, he didn't want to lose his junior member down there, and his Nana still expected grandchildren from him. He couldn't disappoint her. "Who. Are. You?" The voice of his attacker was so deep, dark, and commanding. Zeno was a fighter, but he felt a chill run down his spine from the sound of the voice. The hand around Zeno's neck tightened, but he endured it, he was a fighter. Judging by his attacker's looks and actions of confidence, this was his boss. ~~~ After losing his parents and being faced with an unbelievable medical bill, Zeno Evander finds himself working as a Manny for a mysterious Billionaire, but it doesn't last long; after almost being killed by the Mafia billionaire, Zeno swore never to return to that place again. But after a week of escaping the Mafia billionaire, Zeno finds himself kidnapped and Blackmailed into signing a year's contract as the Mafia's Manny and bodyguard. Could Zeno escape his evil and monstrous boss? Or would he be consumed by him? Consumed by the forbidden passion he felt build up between them? Would he risk his life just to experience the burn of forbidden love? After the betrayal from his family, ex-wife, and friend five years ago, Sebastian Orion became a totally different being. He became cold, aloof, and dangerous as he rose to become the most feared Mafia king of the underworld, and everyone who heard his name shivered from fear. He distrusted everyone and hated any form of human relationships, building a thick wall around himself. But, not until his son's manny came into the picture. Zeno irritated him in every way, he hated the mere sight of his bodyguard and would have chosen to kill him if not for the sake of his son. Sebastian always tried to push Zeno away by treating him in the lowest way possible. But when the contract was coming to an end, were his feelings still the same? Or did he suddenly realize that it wasn't only his son that needed Zeno? ~~~ "What are you waiting for? Leave!" Sebastian snarled bitterly. He would have to speak with Butler Nicole to find out why he brought back this stupid clown to his house. He had just returned from yet another trip, just to find this nuisance in his house again. He hated Zeno so much; he was classless and looked extremely dangerous to be near his son; who knew if he was sent as a snitch by an enemy? "I'm sorry, boss, but I can't," Zeno said and stood his ground. Leaving would mean he wanted his Nana to die; no, he'd rather stay here and take all punches that came his way; he was used to it. "What?!" Sebastian couldn't believe that such stupid people were still existing in the world. "I can't leave," Zeno repeated.
Rosegold_n · 518.1k Views

Turn of Tides : A Family’s Fate Reversed

She lived quietly & obediently in her former life. Born into a stable, ordinary family, she watched everything collapse in front of her—not overnight, but over the years of her life, slow, deliberate & cruel. A trusted uncle who had watched her siblings grow up along with his own children, masked as kin, infiltrated the family business through verbal partnerships & the goodwill of everyone. With zero contracts, no records & no defenses, ambition turned into entitlement, and entitlement turned into dominance. Her aunt, the real owner of the business, had the power to overturn things and bring everything under her control—but she never did. Not after trust blinded her judgment, not after grief softened her resolve, & not after her adopted daughter was married into the very family that would later become their enemies. As time passed, their power became dominant in the business. They secretly gathered forces, creating relationships with powerful allies. They never allowed the aunt to grow her business, using excuses that there was less profit or no need for expansion. She believed them, or partially neglected their actions for the sake of her daughter. By the time she realized the gravity of the situation, cases were filed, relatives were bought with charity money & her uncle was cornered and humiliated. It was already too late. The family fractured. Sisters drifted apart. Her aunt died with regret, and her father did too. The family of eleven survived, but they grew distant, as people who had endured, not people who were protected. She died full of regret. Then she was reborn again during the mid-term exam of her 5th grade, right before the start of her mid-break vacation. She was 11 years old again, at the start of her middle school, & this time she was not alone. An omnipotent system awakened within her—far more advanced than anything she had ever read in system novels. It possessed records of past timelines, branching futures, investment probabilities, legal outcomes, and strategic knowledge. It offered a personal space she could enter with her soul or body, rare enhancement pills, and access to future-changing opportunities. But she knew nothing came free. Every resource required quests. Every shortcut demanded a cost. And every piece of knowledge could be refused. This was not a system meant to replace her choices. It was a system meant to test them. Regressed five years before the first betrayal, she knew what was coming—the verbal agreements, the erosion of authority, the marriage she couldn’t stop, and when trust became a weapon. She didn’t return for revenge. She believed that if things didn’t turn for the better, she would create her own path for the betterment of her family. For a whole year, she observed. She strategized. She studied every dynamic, every action of her family. She planned her own business empire and pushed her sisters & family members toward financial independence, so they would not trap themselves in regret-filled lives. When her uncle and siblings restarted their business, she did not appear beside them. She did not stand at the front. She did not sign documents. She built a business empire that never bore her name. Shell companies, silent investments, layered ownership, and market positioning became her only language. While others clashed openly, she shifted pricing, supply access, capital flow, and regulatory paths—always untraceable. The conflict that followed was not a feud. It was a cold market war. No accusations were made. No past was revisited. Those who once relied on manipulation simply found every path blocked. By the time they realized they were losing— There was no enemy left to face. Only outcomes.
Kainat_Siddiqui · 483 Views

The Dark Heaven - Her Soul Was The Price

*This novel contains dark fantasy themes, mature romance, violence, psychological trauma, seduction, and morally complex situations. Reader discretion is advised.* My childhood was stolen, but I learned to survive. I thought I had finally found sanctuary with my stepfamily—until the night Hell finally found us. They weren't human. They were monsters from the dark that tore my world apart in a matter of seconds. As I lay bleeding out on the cold asphalt, hovering between the light and the void, She appeared. An Angel. But she wasn't there to save me; she was there to deal. "Their lives," she whispered, "in exchange for your soul." I didn't hesitate. I signed the contract in blood to save the only people I ever loved. I was reborn, but the girl I used to be died on that road. Now, I carry a terrifying, supernatural power within me—but it comes with a price that is as addictive as it is agonizing. The Price of My Power. I am no longer governed by human laws. To keep my abilities alive, I have to 'recharge.' My body craves an intimacy fueled by true emotion, a merciless cycle that demands I get close to others while my heart is destined to break. I am trapped in a web of desire and duty, forbidden from falling in love, yet unable to survive without it. The War for the Body Shield. Now, I am being hunted. I’ve been dragged into the shadows of Dark Heaven, a twisted realm ruled by Kill Wish—an expelled Angel obsessed with unseating God Himself. He is searching for the Body Shield, a divine weapon shattered into twenty-one pieces. I realized too late that I wasn't just a soldier in this war. I am the prize. Because one of those shattered pieces is vibrating deep inside my own ribs, hidden within my very flesh. My soul is already sold, and my heart is a ticking time bomb. With the fate of two worlds resting in my hands, will I master this carnal hunger to defeat an Angel... or will the darkness I’ve embraced consume everything I swore to protect?
Aish_Writer · 3.1k Views