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[Ding!] [You have copied an Awakening Soul and awakened the S-Grade Limitless Ability.] [You have Copied an Awakening Soul and Awakened the S-Level Bloodline: God Eater!] [You have Copied an Awakening Soul and Awakened the S-Level Title: Shadow Monarch!] ______ In a world overrun by supernatural creatures of overwhelming power and savagery, the hope of survival rests with the Awakeners. White Sinclaw was one such awakener, but one defeated by his kindness of heart. Betrayed by the organization, his battle squad, made up of everyone who had ever fought loyally alongside him, was mercilessly slaughtered, and he himself found death at the claws of someone he thought was beloved to him. Just as death claimed him and he believed it was all over... White regressed 10 years into the past, right before the day of the awakening Ceremony. And instead of awakening his normal B-grade Psychic Talent, as he had in the past, he instead awakened a Primordial Grade Skill: Awakening Souls Copy. With it, he could obtain the Awakening Soul of any other awakener with just a touch. Armed with knowledge of the future and an overpowered supernatural system, White begins his journey, a relentless pursuit to surpass the universe's limitless horizon and claim a power no one before him has ever dared to grasp.

What happens when an ordinary otaku wakes up in the body of Son Goku, right at the beginning of Dragon Ball? Simple—he goes from zero to Saiyan legend. Armed with knowledge of the entire Dragon Ball universe, our protagonist doesn’t just follow the story—he rewrites it. Stronger, smarter, and far more unpredictable than the original Goku, he crushes enemies, masters techniques at lightning speed, and builds bonds that cross worlds. But this isn't just about power. It’s about adventure. It’s about romance. It’s about living the ultimate wish-fulfillment fantasy—with multiple worlds to explore, iconic battles to relive, and yes, multiple female leads. A lighthearted, overpowered fantasy with heart, humor, and just the right amount of chaos. If you've ever dreamed of stepping into your favorite anime with the power to bend the plot your way, this story is your playground. Disclaimer: This novel contains multiverse action, OP madness, and a harem-style romance. If that’s your jam, welcome aboard. If not… well, you’ve been warned!

⚠️ Warning!!⚠️ (This novel contains Inces—I mean, contains the "practice of keeping the royal blood pure", and some R18 scenes not meant for kids) Villains. Characters who opposed the protagonist. There are charming villains, there are villains with a touching backstory, there are villains who are simply pure evil, there are villains you can sympathise, and there are villains who simply have that title because they aren't on the same side as the protagonist. But no matter what kind of villain you are, at the end of the day, you are just a stepping stone for a protagonist. But in this vast universe, where immortals can pluck the stars and gods can create the sun, there are villains who won't stand for their fate. They will trample over the protagonist and defy their predestined fates and declare to the heavens, "Villains aren't stepping stones!"

Reborn to that same night, that night that changed everything her 17 year old brain could understand. She opens her eyes to darkness, fear clawing at her chest—this time, she does not scream. she remembered everything. In her past life, she was the disgrace of the Her family—vicious, desperate, greedy and blinded by love for the wrong man, became the villainess of her own story. She clawed her way through a wealthy, polygamous household filled with scheming stepmothers and venomous siblings, only to fall deeper into ruin. Betrayed, abandoned, and ultimately silenced… her life ended in blood and regret. By the hands of the last piece to her perfect life. Now, fate has dragged her back to seventeen. This time, She will not chase love. She will not beg for approval. And she will never become that pathetic girl again. With memories of the future and a strange ability she soon discovers, she begins to rewrite everything—avoiding old traps while quietly building power under a new identity no one can trace. But changing fate comes at a cost. Because the man who destroyed her life… is still waiting. Cold, untouchable, and dangerously obsessed, Lu Jingyan was the shadow she could never escape in her past life—the one who watched her fall, then ended her without hesitation. In this life, she avoids him. But He notices. She ignores him. He becomes interested. And before she realizes it, she has already stepped back into his world. — ................................................. The dining hall was silent, the clink of porcelain the only sound echoing across the long table. Shen Ruyi picked up her chopsticks lazily, her gaze flicking toward the man seated at the head, beside her. She remained calm and composed. Their eyes met. She smiled. It was deliberate and provoking. “President Lu,” she said lightly, tilting her head, “staring at me like that… are you afraid I’ll poison your food?” A faint ripple of tension spread across the room. “Try it,” Lu Jingyan said, voice low, almost bored. “And see what happens.” As if on time, their cultery touched as they both reached for the same piece of shrimp. Recalling the event form her past life, she decided to act first. "Im aware you cant wait to have me tonight" she drops her chopsticks and pick up another one as if the previous was infected - "but atleast have some diginty about it. Dont shamelessly try to steal my saliva" His gaze sharpened. “What did you say?” She met his eyes without fear. “I said,” she repeated slowly, “dont shamelessly try to taste my saliva.” Those words were first said by him in her previous life. But she decided to act first in this life, she however missed to recognise his blazing glare and white knuckles. A dangerous silence followed. Lu Jingyan stood abruptly, his chair scrapping loudly on the floor after him. The air shifted instantly. “You’re not leaving this house today,” he said flatly. The words fell like a verdict. Shen Ruyi’s smile disappeared. “Excuse me?” she snapped, rising to her feet. “Who do you think you are to decide that for me?” He didn’t answer. Two men stepped forward immediately. “Miss Shen,” one of them said politely, already reaching for her arm. Her expression darkened. “Don’t touch me.” Her chair scraped loudly against the floor as she struggled, anger finally breaking through her composure. “Lu Jingyan!” she shouted, her voice sharp, furious. “Have you lost your mind?!” He watched her without moving. Calm and Indifferent. “Take her away.” came the following order “Let go of me!” she snapped, trying to pull free as they dragged her back. “You think you can control everything?!” His lips curved faintly. “Not everything,” he replied. His gaze locked onto hers—dark and dangerously. “Just you.” — In a world where power is everything and fate refuses to loosen its grip, Shen Ruyi must outplay enemies, survive a man obsessed with owning her. But escaping him might be impossible.

Salvatore Esposito became Don at fifteen, inheriting an empire built on blood and a war he never asked for. For nineteen years, he has stood as the wall between his family and the predators circling them, chief among them Enzo Domenico, the rival kingpin who has coveted what the Espositos possess for three decades. Salvatore knows how to navigate treachery, how to read men's intentions in the space between words, and how to eliminate threats before they take root. What he does not know is what to do about Valdina Greco. She arrives on Massimo Domenico's arm. The same Massimo whose reckless night with Salvatore's sister left Francesca pregnant and vulnerable, a pawn the Domenicos now intend to use to force a merger Salvatore would burn the world to prevent. Valdina is beautiful, poised, and performing a role so flawlessly that most men never see past the surface. But Salvatore is not most men. He recognizes the intelligence behind her careful smiles, the way she catalogs exits like someone trained for extraction, the manufactured past that reads like fiction dressed as fact. When he discovers the truth, that Valdina Greco is actually Valentina Vitale, a federal agent whose mission includes dismantling both the Domenico and Esposito empires, he should eliminate her without hesitation. Instead, he offers protection. Her evidence destroys his enemy. His silence keeps her alive long enough to gather it. It is a devil's bargain built on mutual destruction, strategic and transactional, nothing more. But as Massimo's violence begins to mark her skin and a wedding draws both families under one roof, the alliance between a ruthless Don and the agent sent to destroy him becomes far more dangerous than either anticipated. Bound by necessity and haunted by an attraction neither can afford, Salvatore and Valentina step into a partnership where every truth is a weapon, every lie a lifeline, and every moment together pulls them toward a reckoning that could save them both or destroy everything they've fought to protect. Because in Sicily, the line between ally and enemy, between duty and desire, is far thinner and far deadlier than either of them imagined.

Elias era un universitario de 21 años que termino reencarnado en el universo de Hazbin Hotel como una Ángel Exterminadora. Ahora renombrada como Vesper encuentra una misión en purgar el infierno de una forma verdaderamente eficiente. Mientras destruiye el idealismo hipócrita y la ingenuidad de Charlie. Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/cw/DarksunElAlicornio

It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home — their Sanctuary, the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace. This is the case for many children, even adults. But unfortunately, It was destined that I would not be one of them. In my own home. Among my family. With the mother who gave birth to me and the siblings who came from the same womb. I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there. My sisters are ashamed of me. My younger brother does not respect me. And my mother? She is the harshest of all. Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does. As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother. How many times have I thought about ending my life? How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life? People may think I am too dramatic, but — If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat? No one in this world will ever understand me. But that’s all right. Because I did not give up. Not because I am strong. Not because I am holding on to life. But because of one person. Except this person was not human. Not an animal. Not even a ghost. This person is the final villain in my favorite novel. Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him. Years spent accompanying him. His existence became my world — my only world. I love him. I adore him. Even if he is not real. Even if he is only a man of paper and ink. I am willing to do anything for him. I would die for him. And then the gods granted me my only wish... Now, I am in his world. And this time, I will save him. Yes, I will do the impossible to save him. I will kill for him and die for him. So, Cassel… This is how madly I love you. How much I am obsessed with you. I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you.  ... So, can you look at me?

Lyssa wakes up on a stake, about to be burned alive, with a past she can’t remember—but a familiar ruthlessness she’s always known. She doesn’t want redemption. She doesn’t want forgiveness. She just wants to survive, and she’ll step over every 'hero' and 'saint' in this beast world to do it. She follows her instincts. And her instincts do not lean toward kindness — they lean toward temptation, toward testing pride, toward seeing just how far a righteous man will fall when pushed. The stronger the male, the sweeter the unraveling. As for the soft, innocent females the world so eagerly protects? Lyssa has never understood the appeal. Purity has always looked fragile to her. Breakable. She is a villainess in blood and soul. And the first thing she does? Snag a dragon beastman asleep at the bottom of a lake… and take his precious virginity. Note: My MC does not have a moral compass. So sometimes if you find yourself wondering, 'How could she?' or 'Why would she?' know it's because she doesn't give a damn about anyone and anything aside from herself. Thank you. Also, she's a bit of a succubus, if you get what I mean so be warned. And yes, that means there's a ton of smut.

Travis Kessler dies a hero in Chicago only to wake up on a busy Manhattan corner, his soul now host to "The Hollow"—a parasitic sentient entity that feeds on moral decay. This Malevolent Ascension System rewards him with Malice Points for every atrocity committed, allowing him to climb the Sin Hierarchy and unlock powers like Corruption Contagion. Now working within the Federal Bureau of Superhuman Affairs, Travis must outmaneuver Mother's Milk and the Boys while deciding how much of his humanity he’s willing to trade to survive Vought’s corporate nightmare.

In the vast chaos of the Marvel Universe, the legendary Phoenix Force represents the power of the multiverse itself—an immortal force that is reborn again and again. During a mysterious transmigration, Ethan Cole accidentally absorbs the Phoenix power hidden within the wall between worlds, becoming the first person to perfectly control its terrifying strength. Soon, the legend of the “Phoenix Lord” spreads across the universe. Even Omega-level mutants appear insignificant before him, and cosmic tyrants like Thanos may discover their power means nothing in front of him. But when gods, cosmic beings, and even death itself start paying attention, what will happen next? Will Ethan become the ultimate force of the multiverse… or ignite a war that shakes reality itself? Stay tuned.

The strongest special forces unit 'Reversed Dragon' has a legendary tale. Reversed Dragon possesses a powerful super-weapon known as 'Dragon Blade'! Once 'Dragon Blade' is activated, it can resolve any crisis. I am the weapon! I... am that weapon!

(A/N: Their relationship dynamic progresses and doesn't stay exactly like it is at the start (The one-sided love doesn't last long). Pacing is also relatively fast at the start, but slows down in the future in romance arcs.) In his old life, he was an assassin, invisible, efficient, and utterly alone. His only escape came from the pages of a fantasy novel, Crown of Thorns, and the character no one else seemed to understand: Lady Evelina D’Arclight, the proud and brilliant villainess fated to lose everything. After his death, he wakes up inside that very story, not as a hero, but as Cael Arden, a student at Eryndor Royal Academy. The world is just as he remembers it, right down to the woman destined to fall. But this time, he’s not a bystander. With a lifetime of deadly skills and the knowledge of what’s to come, Cael sets out to rewrite the story itself, to protect Evelina, rise through the academy’s ruthless hierarchy, and change a fate written in stone. As alliances form and secrets surface, the line between fiction and reality starts to blur. And in a world built on power and prophecy, he’ll prove that even a villainess deserves her happy ending.

They betrayed him!! Used him!! And brought him to the end of his sanity!!! what happens when the world is about to end and the very game he played was the road map to surviving. join Min-jun in his thirst for power, conquering The twenty-one Plagues of Anaria, and finally getting his revenge on humanity. you want a hero, he isn't one. he's humanity's worst mistake!!!

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.

What if the world already decided you were the final boss? Null never asked to be chosen. Yet from the moment he awakened, everything made one thing terrifyingly clear— The story is rigged. A “hero” is rising. A perfect narrative is unfolding. And at the very end of it— Null is destined to die as the Final Antagonist. But something is wrong. He can see it. The hidden “system.” The invisible hands shaping fate. The way reality itself bends to protect the protagonist. Unfortunately for the world— Null isn’t playing his role. He’ll break the system. Exploit the rules. Corrupt the story itself. And if the narrative demands a villain? Then he’ll become the most unstoppable one it has ever seen. Because this time— The Final Antagonist refuses to lose. _ If you're enjoying the story. Then, what are you waiting for? Get the latest stockpiled chapters on my patroen. please keep me motivated to write more. Join- Patreon: https://patreon.com/MiracleTranscendence

[Warning! +18 Content Below!] Williams Everett had it all—Oxford PhD, six-figure salary, respect from everyone who knew him. Yet the successful orphan-turned-businessman felt nothing but soul-crushing boredom from his predictable corporate life. His only escape? Novels. After leaving a scathing review on a trashy erotic academy novel, he wakes up inside it as William Cross, a no-name extra with a catastrophic problem. [You are Cursed] [Catastrophic Allure: All heroines and villainesses will develop obsessive yandere tendencies toward you] The catch? Sleep with them, gain overpowered abilities. Refuse? Well, they might just kill anyone who gets too close to you, or worse. Now this apathetic man must survive Celestial Heights Academy—where only the world's elite gather and weakness means death—while being hunted by dangerously possessive women who can't decide if they want to keep him or eliminate all competition. In an academy that only accepts the best, can a lethargic extra with no talent survive the heroines and villainesses? Or can they survive him? ---- If you are looking a novel that is highly based on smut then this novel is not for you! The novel main mostly one MC character development with some smut scenes in-between.

Born as the fourth prince of a decaying empire, Wu An was raised to be brilliant, polite—and irrelevant. Cast aside by his brothers and ignored by his warlord father, he wore his mask well: the quiet scholar, the forgotten son. But when a strange light drags him from his modern world into a twisted imperial court filled with ancient rites and fractured thrones, he awakens in a body shaped for power—and vengeance. To survive the throne room is to master the battlefield. To win the war is to become a monster. When war erupts in the north, Wu An unleashes a brutal campaign of subterfuge and slaughter. But beneath every victory lies something far more terrifying—visions of monks with bone-bead rosaries, scriptures written in blood, and gods that do not belong to this world. At the heart of the empire is a secret buried in ink and ash, and behind every smile in the capital, a knife waits.

Luke hated beastmen books with burning passion they were tacky, over-the-top garbage, nothing but “an unrealistic perversion of furries” for lonely nerds. one day after another overwhelming over night shift, life decided to show its hands in the most gruesome way possible. lights, screeches bang! everything faded to black. His life was over… right? Yes and no. The second he closed his eyes, he opened them again and everything felt wrong he was smaller, softer, snow-white hair tumbling over his shoulders, long velvety ears twitching atop his head, and a fluffy white tail puffing behind him. “Wait… why am I still alive?” It hit like a second truck. He’d reincarnated as a goddamn bunny beastman in the exact kind of world he used to mock. “How unbecoming!” he hissed, ears flattening. “Kill me now. I refuse to be a walking furry fetish..” The universe laughed in his face. His bunny mother scooped him up, nuzzling him into warm fur. “My precious little snowflake~ Look at those perfect ears! You’re going to be the prettiest of the litter!” Then his fifty chaotic siblings piled on in one giant cuddle heap, tugging his ears and chanting “Bunny-bro! Lucky Luke!” Something traitorously soft cracked open in his chest. He grew up loving it. Hating it. Loving it again. The kingdom didn’t love beastmen back. “Cute at best, vermin at worst.” Racist and fetish whispers followed him everywhere.. “Fluffy little breeder,” “Hop away, rabbit.” Luke clenched his tiny fists, trained in secret, and swore he’d prove them wrong. Years later he stood in gleaming royal knight armor, cape fluttering, ears tucked under his helmet, tail hidden in his armour he was Overjoyed. “Finally,” he whispered to his reflection, cheeks pink. “No more ‘cute bunny’ bullshit. I’m going to be the best damn knight this kingdom has ever seen” But the rebellion changed everything. They called him the Crimson Shadow...General Rax, the fox beastman warlord. Towering, rust-red furred tail and ears gleaming like blood under moonlight, sharp golden eyes that pinned you in place, his bushy tail lashing like a whip. Raw, feral, unapologetically beastly. And winning. As opposing forces their first meeting was supposed to be on the battlefield. It wasn’t. It was in the moonlit ruins of an abandoned watchtower after a brutal ambush. Luke was the only survivor—bleeding, armor cracked—when a shadow dropped from the battlements. Rax landed in front of him, all predator heat and wicked grin. “Well, well,” the fox rumbled, voice low and smoky, fangs flashing. “A royal knight… and a bunny at that. Didn’t know the king sent his mascots to die for him.” Golden eyes dragged down Luke’s smaller frame. “Cute ears. Shame they’re gonna get blood on them.” Luke’s heart slammed. He drew his sword with shaking hands. “Stay back, rebel scum! I’ll skewer that smug fox snout right off your face!” Rax laughed, deep and rich, stepping closer until his massive body made Luke’s tail puff in betrayal. “Skewer me? With those soft little paws?” He leaned in, breath hot against Luke’s twitching ear. “You’re trembling, knight. Scared… or is that something else?” "oh! don't look at me that way i will ruin you" Smoke, steel, and raw musk flooded Luke’s senses. His knees buckled. The world narrowed to that wicked smile and eyes that already looked like they owned him. Luke hated how badly he wanted to find out exactly what kind of ruin the fox had planned. Because in that moment...trapped between duty and the overwhelming pull of a beast who saw him as already claimed..he realized two things: One, he was never going back to hating beastmen books. Two, this bunny knight was about to get thoroughly, knotting-ly ruined by the enemy general… and he was going to love every second of it. ** slice of life? nahh! think again (after the first few chapters ofcourse)

This story is about the adult game Power Vaccum where Sterling has to protect his family from their evil Grandfather who wants to have his way with the girls in the family.

Rhea has a purpose. She was sent to break him... piece by piece... the same way his father destroyed her mother. Every step closer to Ling is calculated. Every word, every fight, every glance… a weapon. There’s just one problem. Ling Kwong isn’t breaking. And somewhere between the hate, the power plays, and the tension neither of them can kill… Rhea is slipping. Because revenge was supposed to be easy. So why does it feel like she’s the one losing? And what happens when Ling finally finds out the truth? >>>>>> Note: The cover art for this novel is my original work. Do not repost or use without permission. Cover Illustration [Stranger02]. All rights reserved.