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He was supposed to be just another spoiled heir flatlining on a penthouse floor. One more overdose. One more file stamped “troubled rich boy.” Then Dr. Rowan Blackwood looked at him like he was someone not special and that single, stupid moment of boldness lit a fuse no one saw coming. Now the seventeen-year-old billionaire heir won’t stop until he owns Rowan completely. Body. Mind. Soul. He’ll buy the hospital wing if he has to. He’ll show up at 3 a.m. outside Rowan’s locked apartment door. He’ll burn every boundary, break every rule, ruin every excuse Rowan tries to hide behind because once someone sees the real, bleeding boy underneath the cocaine and couture, Nyx Ravencroft doesn’t let go. Ever. Rowan should run. Ethics scream it. The law demands it. Her career would survive it. But every time those fever-bright eyes lock on hers, every time that trembling, manic hand reaches out like it’s drowning… something inside the unflinching doctor starts to fracture. One wrong touch. One forbidden kiss in the dark. One night where detox sweat and desperate sobs blur into something neither of them can name. They’re definitely not supposed to *need* this. But obsession doesn’t ask for permission. And healing… healing can look a lot like destruction when the wrong two people find each other at the worst possible time. Welcome to the kind of love that ruins lives and might just save them anyway. Dark. Forbidden. Addictive. You won’t look away. Even when you know you should. >>>>>>>> The audio was clean.  Crisp.  Every hitch, every gasp, every whispered "yes" and "more" rendered in perfect high-definition clarity. Rowan's knees buckled.  She caught herself against the door palm flat, sliding down an inch. "That's… that's illegal. You can't... you can't have that." Nyx lowered the phone slowly.  The moans cut off when she paused the video. "Illegal?" he echoed, almost gently. "Like fucking your patient in the backseat? Like letting him finger you until you screamed? Like coming home the next morning and lying to your friends that 'nothing happened'?" >>>>>>>> Age Gap, Obsessive Love, Yandere, Doctor x Patient, Forbidden Romance, Dark Romance, Manipulation, Psychological. >>>>>>>> Note: The cover art for this novel is my original work. Do not repost or use without permission. Cover Illustration [Stranger02]. All rights reserved.

What if you woke up one day inside the body of the villain you always mocked? That cliché novel the person next to you was reading… it wasn’t just ink on paper. It was a window. And your suicide was the key that opened it. Now you are Niklaus von Valderin, the outcast prince, the villain destined to die at the hands of the hero. But soon, you discover that the truth is stranger than you ever imagined: Why does your body bear mysterious tattoos that glow in an ancient language? Who is the entity whispering in your mind? His memories become yours. His pain becomes your pain. His inner struggles… are the very ones you’ve lived your entire life. You begin to wonder: Did you move into his body? Or was he always inside you? Now you face your true destiny: A dark power awakening within you. An ancient prophecy coming true. And a mysterious organization hunting you. On a journey through the eerie palace corridors and the depths of the mysterious "Forest of Death," you will discover that everything you know is wrong. The hero is not a hero. The villain is not a villain. And the story you once thought was cliché… is the key to your very existence. In this game where memories are false and the lines between reality and fiction no longer exist— Will you walk the path of inevitable fate? Or will you tear through the pages of the novel and write your own ending?

"The Immortal Tao has no name... The Tao that has a name is not the true Tao... the name that can be named is not the true name..."

Leo died in a stupid accident. He wakes up inside a novel he once read — as Viscount Damien Kaelan, a petty villain whose only role in the story is to falsely accuse the powerful Duke of Blackwood… and then die in disgrace. There’s just one problem. He’s already accused the Duke. With debt collectors at his door, his reputation in ruins, and a mysterious system assigning him survival “quests,” Leo has one goal: rewrite his death flag before the plot catches up to him. But the Duke is watching. Cold. Intelligent. Unforgiving. And far more interested in Damien’s sudden transformation than he should be. In a world of nobles, politics, and quiet power struggles, survival isn’t about strength. It’s about knowing which lies to tell… and who’s dangerous enough to see through them.

The girl he loved was taken from him, the teacher he cherished was lost, and now he has no one. Nox’s sole purpose is to kill Akuon, the one who took the girl he loves… But what will happen after he does? The secrets of this world thrust Nox into a grand adventure.

Aurora Waters was overwhelmed with despair when she faced the truth about her family. She had been born into a family of villains. Even worse, her family had an unhealthy obsession with faking their identities. They took “Fake it till you make it” so seriously that it usually ended with them getting killed! Her oldest brother pretended to be a CEO just to mess with the female lead, but that backfired when the male lead showed up and threw him out. Her second brother? He was an obsessive lover who pretended to be a wealthy second-generation heir—until the real heir ended his life. Her third sister? She faked being an heiress to manipulate the second male lead but ended up being killed by him. Her fourth sister? She faked an illness to attract the third male lead’s attention, only to die from a real one. Her mother? She put on a facade of being a kind and loving mom but ultimately met her end at the hands of the male lead. Her father? He pretended to be a powerful tycoon but lost his job and was drowned by the second male lead. And Aurora? She planned to impersonate the daughter of the richest man alive, but if things went the way they always did in her family, she’d probably meet her end by accidentally falling down the stairs. However, there was one glimmer of hope in this nightmare: she had a 100% rebate system that rewarded her for spending money on her family! [Beep! You bought an eraser worth 1 dollar for your eldest brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] [Beep! You bought a candy worth 1 dollar for your second brother! 2 dollars have been credited to your bank account!] Aurora’s eyes sparkled as an idea took shape. She began spending on her family like crazy to rake in cash. [Beep! You gave a bun worth 20 dollars to your childhood crush! 100 dollars has been credited to your bank account!] Aurora: …! That’s walking money! What Aurora didn't expect, though, was that she would end up becoming one of the technology big shots herself, in the end.

What Lives Beneath the Veil --- She smiles. You trust her. That is your first mistake. Your last mistake is breathing. --- THE PREMISE Every monster wears a mask. The most dangerous ones wear innocence. Princess Liora Veyne is born without a soul. No one notices. Not her family. Not her kingdom. Not the countless victims who will one day die smiling because she told them everything would be fine. She learns early: the world trusts a sweet face. So she gives them one. Eyes wide. Voice soft. Smile gentle. The perfect princess. The harmless girl. The last thing you will ever see. Behind the mask: centuries of blood. --- THE CURSE Her 101st victim does not die quietly. He dies cursing. No lover will ever satisfy you. You will crave endlessly—always hungry, never full. Every person who touches you will become your next sacrifice. The curse does not break her. It perfects her. Now she hunts differently. Not with violence. With seduction. Every willing body becomes a ritual. Every night of pleasure becomes a countdown to death. She traps them with charm, consumes them with hunger, and adds their power to her own. The craving never stops. Neither does she. --- THE CYCLE Across centuries, they come. Heroes. Warriors. Chosen ones. They gather their allies. They forge their weapons. They believe—foolishly, beautifully—that this time will be different. It is never different. She defeats them all. Not in battle. In trust. She learns their names. Their hopes. Their weaknesses. She becomes whatever they need—a friend, a lover, a savior—and destroys them when they are too broken to fight back. Their bodies fuel her immortality. Their screams become her lullaby. And the mask never slips. --- THE HORROR She watches kingdoms burn. Empires crumble. Stars die. She adapts. Evolves. Wears new faces in every era. Medieval castles. Industrial cities. Digital worlds. The future. The mask changes. The hunger does not. She is immortal. Insatiable. Unstoppable. And no one knows. Not the heroes who die trying to stop her. Not the families who weep at her "tragic" funerals. Not the world that calls her good. The veil has never lifted. It never will. --- THE TRUTH This is not a story about redemption. The villainess does not learn to love. The curse does not break. The heroes do not win. This is a story about failure. Eternal, absolute, hopeless failure. Every hero falls. Every lover dies. Every attempt to stop her makes her stronger. The cycle has no end. The hunger has no cure. The mask has no crack. She walks among you now. She smiles at you now. And you will never, ever know. --- "She has been wearing the veil for a thousand years. You will never see what lives beneath." --- End of Synopsis CONTENT WARNING: This series contains explicit sexual violence, human sacrifice, psychological torture, murder of innocent characters (including children and family members), ritualistic killing, and extreme horror. No character is safe. Read at your own risk.

Listen to me closely. Never, and I mean NEVER, leave a hate comment on a game forum right before you die. My name used to be... well, it doesn't matter. I was a 34-year-old salaryman who died in the stupidest way possible. How? I got slapped to death for grabbing a high school girl’s "assets". Wait, hold on! Don't look at me like that! It wasn't my fault, okay? My hand just moved on its own! It was just a tiny, split-second intrusive thought! Come on, you guys reading this—don't act like saints. You’ve had those dark urges too, right? You’ve wanted to grab something forbidden at least once in your life, right?! RIGHT?! Anyway, she slapped me. So hard my soul literally ejected from my body. I thought that was the punishment. I was wrong. When I opened my eyes, I was in [Legends of Valtheris]. Yes, that trash game. The one with the cliché plot where the world ends because some teenage students get their hearts broken. And the worst part? I didn't become the Hero. I didn't become the Villain. I became Revan von Alstaire. The background character. The loser. The guy I literally insulted online five minutes before I died. I called him a "Simp" and laughed at his "Tiny D*ck." Fate is truly a comedian. Now, I’m destined to be the bullied lackey of the future Villainess, Sylvia von Vespera. The game script says I should lick her boots, accept her abuse, and die with her like a loyal dog. Screw that. Remember my last comment? "Revan is such a loser! Tiny dck! If I were you, instead of bowing down, I would squeeze her boobs and own her completely! Garbage character!" Well, it seems God took that personally. Fine. You want a show? I’ll give you a show. I won’t be a simp. I won’t filter my words anymore. I’ll let my intrusive thoughts win. I’ll turn this trash plot upside down—even if I have to slap every "Genius" in this academy to do it.

He was transported to the world of Naruto and became Naruto Uzumaki. Without a system or a cheat code, I will use all the resources at my disposal to become stronger. As the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, many things in the future will be related to him. Whether it's the Eye of the Moon Project or the future Otsutsuki invasion. Without strong capabilities, one cannot even protect oneself. Wood Release shouldn't just be Water Release and Earth Release; try adding some Yang Release chakra. What? Kurama, who knows Wood Release, is linking up with Naruto in a sneaky way? If you dare call me the underworld, then I'll use "Ninefold - You Absolutely Can't Escape This Head-Touching Technique" to touch your head! My name is Naruto Uzumaki, the future Hokage! My friends in the village all call me Little Sun, but you, from another village, call me the Underworld, right? Eat my Wood Release: Kurama Link Technique! Visit my Patreon to read up to 418 chapters ahead and enjoy daily updates: patreon.com/laktozlu

Ren Hector was supposed to be a Doctor. Instead, he died of a heart attack five years into surgical residency and woke up in a nightmare world where people awaken as Hunters by surviving their worst fears. The System was supposed to grant him healing powers. But something went wrong. A glitch during binding process warped his class into something monstrous. Now, as the Doctor of the Ruin Gospel, Ren wields sentient surgical tentacles and a chainsaw instead of holy light. Now he’s the Doctor of the Ruin Gospel, a walking medical atrocity who heals people with surgical tentacles, a chainsaw, and a mouth in his palm that bites things for diagnosis. The more fear he causes, the stronger he gets. Trapped in a broken system, in a world ruled by Gates, monsters, and divine protocols, Ren isn’t here to save the world. He’s just trying to cure it. And maybe bill it later.

For Lorielle, life had always been cruel to her. From the moment she could remember, her world had been one of restriction, seclusion and any word used to convey someone being caged. She lived not as a person, but as something owned, controlled, traded and watched. Ever since she was born, her mother had always been in charge of what she wears, eats, drinks, says, and does in her whole life. Never was she asked what she wanted in life, as her dreams had been planned out, long before she was born. She was never meant to dream. Yet, beneath the silence and obedience forced upon her, Lorielle held onto one unyielding desire, to be free from every shackle that bound her. But freedom is never a simple mission. Hidden truths begin to surface, and Lorielle slowly realises that her captivity is not without reason. There are secrets tied to her existence, secrets powerful enough to threaten kingdoms and shake thrones. And the closer she gets to the truth, the more dangerous her world becomes. Then comes he. King Aldric, a pure blooded vampire. A man bound by duty, power. Aldric is the definition of cold, adamant, and feared, he stands on the opposite side of everything Lorielle has ever known. Where she longs for freedom and affection, he is chained by responsibility. Aldric hated Lorielle to the core. He swore he could kill her if he was afforded the opportunity to. There was no hate bigger than Aldric's hate towards Lorielle. Their paths were never meant to cross, but when they do, everything begins to unravel. In a world of power, betrayal, and unspoken desires, Lorielle must decide: Will she risk everything for the freedom she has always dreamed of, Or will she become a prisoner of something far more dangerous than chains… her own heart? Note: This novel is going to seem slow at first but as you dive deeper you will get to see the novel true potentials. Settings: This story is set in a Victorian era.

"System bro, I have a question." The Demon, currently clad in an elegant set of Taoist robes, inquired with a composed air. "Speak," the System replied. "This is the world of Jackie Chan Adventures, correct? Then let me ask you, where are my Talismans? And for that matter, what do I actually look like right now?" "Talismans? Those are just the basics. As for you, you are the magnificent Moon Demon himself!" Having transmigrated as the Moon Demon, Tso Lan, the man known as Zoran begins his legendary journey through the multiverse. Worlds: Jackie Chan Adventures, Fate/Zero, Dragon Raja, Nezha and more.

Hades is not just a billionaire mogul; he is the literal personification of Death. To the public, he is the elusive, stone-cold CEO of the Luther Corporation, a man whose empire stretches across the globe and whose face hasn't aged a single day in a century. To his thousands of fanatical subordinates, he is a dark deity—a mafia-esque king who rules from a secluded, glass-walled fortress. He is immortal, untouchable, and utterly bored with an existence. He has watched empires fall and stars burn out, leaving his heart as hollow as a fresh grave. That boredom shatters on a rain-slicked Monday morning. While Hades is being driven to his skyscraper, a reckless stranger dives into the path of his speeding car to save a shivering stray cat. Hades doesn’t stop—he never stops—but the image of the boy’s defiant, silver-grey eyes stays burned into his mind. Days later, seeking a moment of quiet, Hades enters an upscale city restaurant. There, standing before him with a tray in hand and a tired but kind smile, is the same boy: ken. A hardworking university freshman balancing three part-time jobs just to afford his education. The moment their eyes meet, the cold void in Hades’ chest finally sparks with a terrifying, singular Obsession. Ken is just a student trying to survive his finals; he didn’t expect to catch the eye of the world’s most dangerous man. Driven by a hunger he cannot name, the King of the Underworld decides to trade his boardroom for a lecture hall, enrolling in Ken’s university to stalk his prey in plain sight. From the dark corners of the library to the crowded campus halls, Hades is everywhere. He doesn't just want Ken’s heart—he wants everything. In a game of cat and mouse, how do you escape a man who literally has forever to find you?

In a world where the sky is fracturing and a floating city loom above the ruins, something ancient has begun to stir. No one knows why reality is breaking. No one knows what watches from above. But karma has already chosen. Three lives become one story—bound by something deeper than fate. They begin as survivors. But the world does not need survivors. It needs something more… and something worse. As hidden powers awaken and truths buried in time resurface, their paths begin to split: One will rise as a monarch. One will become a murderer. One will fall into madness… and carve his name into history. Because in this world— Power is never given. It is taken. And karma always takes something back. Three heads. Three paths. One inevitable end.

When the world ended, it didn’t end quietly. In a single night, civilization collapsed as the dead rose and humanity was pushed to the brink of extinction. Amid chaos, terror, and blood, the survivors awakened strange powers—abilities ripped straight from fantasy. But while others gained strength through battle and survival, Lucien awakened something different. A power born from desire. In a world ruled by death, lust became his path to ascension. Each bond, each temptation, each irresistible connection pushed him further beyond human limits. Weapons, beasts, forbidden realms, everything could be obtained, as long as he was willing to pay the price. As zombies evolve, awakeners clash, and reality itself begins to twist, one truth becomes clear: This apocalypse was never natural. The awakening was never a coincidence. And he was never meant to remain human. While others struggle to survive, he walks the path of divinity, feared, desired, and worshipped in equal measure. At the end of the world, a new god is born. The Lust God. ******

What is it like to be reincarnated as a prince? Handsome appearance, excellent talent, absolute authority... Very good, I suppose the next script involves me working diligently to show off my skills! Heehee, I must dominate the world! But when Faust picked up the shoe lost by his dance partner, he suddenly realized. So this is still a fairy tale world! But who can tell me... What do you mean by a "Snow White" who brings midwinter with her beauty and grants madness with her song? What do you mean by "Little Red Riding Hood," a kin of the Blood Moon and a hunter who slaughters Great Ones? What do you mean by "The Little Mermaid," who leads the deep blue swarm and judges all living beings on land? .................. This fairy tale world seems a bit too extreme. Bro, with these monsters and demons who destroy the world at the drop of a hat around, how am I supposed to dominate the world anymore! ____________________________ Author: 拥抱战斗的荣耀 Hi, as usual, this is a translation of the original novel. I will update 2 chapters daily, and happy reading.

Alex used to be a scientist in his previous life, infamous for doing questionable biological research; now he's the prince of a nation and a chosen 'Saint' of the God of Wisdom. Despite being a 'saint,' he's a top-tier schemer and a conspiracy master who considers his goals and ambitions above everyone and everything else in the world. "Power, connections, intelligence, and money... That's all that matters in this world; those who have them are supreme!" - Alex 'The All-Knowing Saint' What will happen if such a villainous person is thrown into this new world as a supposedly benevolent and kind 'saint'? Let's find out... (NO-HAREM, SCHEMER MC, TACTICS, AND STRATEGY!) ... *The book cover and character art are AI generated.* My Discord: https://discord.gg/Rv8xabCnzP

Synopsis Uchiha Kenzo transmigrates one year before the night of the Uchiha Clan massacre, armed with knowledge of the future and a mysterious system that grants him strength whenever he kills. What will he do? Of course, he will kill — not out of hatred or petty revenge. No, far from it. Because the greatest sin in this world is not greed, lust, sloth, pride, wrath, envy, or gluttony. It is weakness. Weakness is the greatest sin anyone can possess in this universe. The strong prey on the weak. The wise deceive the foolish. This is the law of heaven and earth — and also the true beauty of reality. ⸻ Author’s Note I have a few things to say before this novel begins. First, this is my first time writing, so please expect some minor mistakes, as English is not my first language. Second, this is an original story, not a translation. ⸻ What to Expect (and What Not to Expect) This story will not contain any form of romance or mercy. I plan to focus heavily on killing, so yes, it will include gore and various forms of violence. Many original characters may die, so please bear with me. If you notice any mistakes, feel free to point them out in the comments — I will do my best to correct them. Thank you, and I hope you enjoy the story.

Virelia bleeds chrome and secrets. In the city of neon wings and dying gods, a half-fairy, half-machine fugitive named Elaris Vein is being hunted by the very syndicates that destroyed her family. When fate collides her path with Kael Dravien, mafia prince of the Obsidian House, their alliance is as volatile as the sparks between them. He doesn’t believe in fairies. She doesn't trust humans. But survival forces them into a war neither fully understands. As circuits glow and loyalties fracture, ancient tech-magic stirs—awakening AI twins, illusion-weaving rivals, and a betrayal that could collapse the world order. Love is dangerous. Revenge is coded. And wings—no matter how broken—always return. A neon-drenched tale of betrayal, mafia romance, cyber-fairies, and a kiss that starts a war.

Near-future Massachusetts. Life's simple pleasures have been regulated into expensive indulgences. Amidst the sea of social justice policies, a counter-revolution is brewing. One boy, crosses the thin red line he was not supposed to. Expelled from school, disowned by his family, and smeared as a danger and degenerate by a politician, a lesser man would have broken. But not Aaron Zakhrov, the experience merely hardens what was already there. Emancipating himself, and cutting ties, he finds a small group of new allies, and founds Sirius Software, a tiny independent game development firm. However, destiny had other plans. Their first game goes viral, providing the slush fund Aaron needs to realize his true vision: Total sovereignty. Follow his journey as he literally carves a fiefdom for himself out of a chunk of Boston and Massachusetts, while fighting politicians, gangs, and a massive global network that seek to destroy him.