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The Synaptic Schism

"I am not one person. I am a bridge of broken glass." To the world, Lin Yan is a hollow vessel—the "Idiot" son of a fallen dynasty, sold in marriage to the ruthless CEO Lu Jingho. For twenty years, he hasn't uttered a word, his skin recoiling from every touch as if it were a brand of fire. But inside the silent tomb of his mind, a war is screaming. When a fatal accident at age six tore his soul in two, one half stayed to rot in a world of shadows, while the other was cast into a neon-hell of the future. There, he was "The Architect," a legendary hacker forged in the fires of 21st-century torture and digital isolation. Now, the two souls have been slammed back together.Lin Yan has returned with the power to rewrite reality, but his mind is a jagged landscape of psychological trauma, where the ghosts of his future agony haunt his every breath. He thinks he is suffering in secret. He believes he is a ghost protecting his family from the shadows. He is wrong. Unbeknownst to him, the "Origin Code" in his blood is broadcasting his every heartbeat, every traumatic flashback, and every silent plea for help directly into the minds of the Lu family. As Lin Yan wages a cynical, invisible war against the "Ravens" who stole his father, Lu Jingho is forced to listen to the soul-shattering symphony of his husband's pain. In a world where his only comfort is the "Refrigerator"—the cold, steady presence of a husband he thinks he’s fooling—Lin Yan must face the ultimate terror: What happens when the man who cannot be touched finds out his whole world can hear his heart breaking?
DARK_ALE_ · 7.7k Views

GILF Hunter

Marry a grandma. In simple terms, that was the order I received. “…What did you say?” “Didn’t hear me? I said you need to sacrifice for the family.” Rage surged inside me and my vision flickered, but I forced myself to ask. “There’s an old hag. She’s looking for a groom to marry, and for the sake of the family, I’m being sold off to her. Is that the story?” “Exactly.” Man, I could barely hold back the curses itching to spill out. Not to mention my fists. “Well, it’s not so bad, right? Who knows, maybe she’ll pamper you like a pet, thinking she scored a young stud.” Crack! Oh, f*ck me. I couldn’t hold back. ************* Discord server https://discord.gg/SSGR3DpMF9 Guyz, I have only uploaded sfw characters images of the girls here on WEBNOVEL. But I have NSFW and r-18 sex images too. (with all in chap wise appearance order too) But they are available in my discord server. So go there a get the novel role from #self-roles and enjoy the Sfw and R-18 illustrations. You can support the novel through gifts, powerstones, comments and reviews. 5 reviews = 2 extra chapters.. 10 golden tickets= 1 extra chapters .. 50 Powerstones = 2 extra chapters.. Chapters Double With Double of My REWARDS Gift Rewards: Massage chair- 1 extra chaps Car- 3 extra chaps Dragon- 4 extra chaps Castle- 12-15 extra chaps Spaceship- 21 extra chaps Gachapon- 25 extra chaps I'll upload the chapters under 2-9 days DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE SMUT NOVEL.
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At the Beginning, I Put a Green Hat on Verlaine

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
VastBlueSky · 56.4k Views