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A prideful snake who bowed to no one—until he became a jealous husband. A snow tiger beast warrior feared and respected, reduced to an obedient husband. A wolf known as a Casanova, who never stayed—until he chose loyalty. And a selfish merman who learned generosity for the first time, expecting nothing in return for his prized possession. All of them changed after meeting one woman... After sniffing in an impossible scent. Her name is Arinya. …And unfortunately for this world, that’s me, haha. *** I wrote a book once. It was an unhinged fantasy born from my high-school brain, driven by loneliness and too many hormones. It was a world of beastmen, wild freedom, and the kind of romantic attention I could never get in real life. I poured every impossible desire into it: adventure, danger, and yes… a 'lot' of handsome partners. Before I knew it, I had a thousand chapters of pure escapism and pure thrill. Then on a college camping trip, I fell off a cliff. I expected to wake up in a hospital room but nope. I woke up on a soft field of grass, with air too fresh to belong anywhere on Earth. And then something moved behind me. Sticking out of my tailbone was... A tail. My tail? Yellow and black stripes and very, very real. I touched it. Completely real. My ears? Also gone—well, moved. They were now perched on top of my head like a confused jungle cat. And the outfit? Quite revealing, made of animal hide which matched my tail. What was going on? At first, I thought it was a prank. Or a dream. Or maybe karma is finally cashing in. But the more foreign memories evaded my mind, the clearer my situation became. This wasn't cosplay and it wasn't Earth, either. And—surprise—it wasn't even the world from my own book. Welp. I had been transported into a completely different Beastman world as a beast girl called Arinya. Sounds fun, right? Well… it would be, if I weren't apparently the ugliest duckling in the entire freaking savannah! Rejected by every potential mate I stumbled across and sneered at like a freaking eyesore. This was not how I planned my fantasy to come to reality. Trust me—if this is my fantasy come true, then someone needs to fire the author. But then again, after entering this world, I'm suddenly... Attractive. I mean, there's no change to my face and the freckles are still there, but for some reason, handsome beastmen begin to flock around me, wanting to be my mate because I smell... Pleasant. What's that all about?

Carter Williams was your typical twenty year old loser. After a fight in the street leaves him unconscious he wakes up in the body of a young dragon in an entirely new world. Armed with a system to assist him and two beautiful wives to support him, Carter vows never to live his life hiding in the dark again as he seeks the title of dragon king. - Additional tag : Yuri Discord link is : https://discord.gg/q68P5JPnNz

A short story about a kobel who dreamed he could become a wyvern.

"There is nothing that money cannot solve. If there is, it simply means you haven't spent enough of it!" A top-tier university student of mathematics and economics dies in a freak accident and wakes up in the Pokémon world. No prophetic knowledge. No magical cheat code. No System. Just a peerless intellect and a ruthless capitalist mindset. In a world where trainers rely on the "Heart of the Cards" or the "Power of Friendship," he decides to become the ultimate Bounty Hunter. By applying hardcore economic theory and mathematical probability to Pokémon battles, he begins to hoard unimaginable wealth. "When the economy develops to a certain level, your father here can beat you to death with nothing but auto-attacks!" Watch as a normal guy uses pure logic and bottomless bank accounts to ascend to the absolute pinnacle of the Pokémon world, crushing Gym Leaders and Champions alike with the power of compounding interest. Oh, and the main female lead? Let's just say a certain Psychic/Fairy-type Pokémon is very, very good at math...

She has died eleven thousand times trying to cross the same fence. On the eleven thousand and thirteenth try, something bites her in the dark. She wakes up on the other side with a grey life bar, a stolen bag, and a System notification for a class that doesn't exist. Nara is Level 0. She is dead. She cannot earn EXP, cannot level, cannot register in any System that runs the world she is now walking through uninvited. What she can do is raise the dead.

Dr. Killian spent his life mentoring unstable minds, until one of his patients killed him. His next life begins in a fantasy world he vaguely recognizes from the same patient’s ramblings about a novel Killian never bothered to pay attention to. Reborn as Atheline Sunblade, a high elf noble from a family second only to the throne, Killian discovers his original role in the story was insignificant: he was simply the man sent to capture the villainess runaway fiancée. Determined to avoid the plot entirely, Killian plans to live quietly. Unfortunately, fate seems to have a twisted sense of humour. Instead, he casually befriends what he assumes is a normal dark elf soldier visiting the elven kingdom. She’s intense, strangely curious about him, and appears far too often for his liking , but Killian doesn’t think much of it after all every Dark elf he heard of was pushy to begin with. Until a cultural misunderstanding and several extremely unfortunate assumptions lead to one catastrophic realization. The “soldier” he’s been talking to… is actually the Dark Elf Queen. And somehow, he accidentally proposes. To make matters even more fucked up, he got a system that basically gives him useless things. ..... It will have smut scenes and I will mark them for those who don't want to read them. AUTHORS NOTE. It's wise that you read it, you might get transmigrated into the book one day if you ignore it.

Arabelle, a 20 year old girl was born into poverty along with her sister and her single mother. As the eldest, she has been juggling in between jobs to support her family. Her sick mother can't do anything about it but to accept their fate. They have to live from the mercy of other people just to get by. She knows that their lives will never change unless she gets a job with good compensation. That's why when she saw the job ad as a maid in a mansion, she didn’t hesitate to go and apply for it. Little that she knows her boss is a vampire. Ralph is 200 years old and walks amongst humans. He only hires a maid just to make sure that he will not be discovered. After all, having a human around is like keeping an emergency snack. Every maid who has been to the mansion has mysteriously disappeared. As if they never existed since there is no body that has been found. Arabelle didn’t know about it. She will soon find out the mystery about the missing people from the mansion. Amidst the mystery, she will find herself falling for Ralph. After all, it 's hard to resist his vampire charm whenever she looks at him straight to his eyes. As if he always has something to tell her. While Ralph seems to be drawn to her because of his past. Arabelle doesn't have a clue since he's being careful not to show her. They are both trying to hide their feelings from each other. But the more they hide it, the more their feelings for one another shows. As if betraying both of them in the process.

They won. The heroes defeated the forces of darkness, and the world entered an age of peace. Crime is rare. Monsters are contained. People live safely, predictably, happily. And for everyone else, that’s perfect. For Oriana, an immortal Forest Fae, it’s unbearable. Where others see peace, she sees stagnation. A world repeating the same safe day, over and over again. Nothing changes. Nothing grows. Nothing *moves*. If the world no longer has a villain to shake it awake…then she’ll become one. Not with death and destruction — she’s not a psychopath — but with clever chaos, illusion, and disruption. From replacing fruit with convincing-looking mud, to unravelling guilds, nobles, peacekeepers, and eventually even the celebrated heroes themselves, Oriana sets out to bring surprise, tension, and momentum back into a world that’s grown far too comfortable. After all, a world that never changes…is already dying.

They call him a demon. But he remembers who the real monsters are. In a world where mercy is a weakness and the divine are more cruel than the damned, kindness is the rarest weapon of all—and the most dangerous to draw. Sirus died a human and woke as a nightmare. But in this rebirth, there are no "cheat codes." No system-granted divinity. No ancient mentor to guide his hand. There is only the cold, hard weight of a psychotic work ethic and a rage that could burn the heavens to ash. Why read this? The Death of the Hero: Forget the "power of friendship" or the "chosen one" destiny. Sirus isn't here to save the world; he’s here to survive it, even if he has to decapitate every god in his way. The Self-Made King: Witness a protagonist who loses everything and gains the world back through sheer, agonizing effort. He won't just destroy the empires of the cruel—he will tear them down and rebuild them in his own image. A World of Monstrous Truths: Explore a dark fantasy where humanity’s "goodness" is a mask for rot, and the only "benevolence" to be found is at the edge of a demon's blade. A Warning to the Faint of Heart This is not a hero's journey. This is a monster’s reign. If you seek a protagonist who debates morality while his enemies breathe, look elsewhere. If you want blood, chaos, and a king who earns his crown in the dirt, you have found your chronicle. Do you want blood, or do you want more? Warning Mature Content: This archive contains intense violence, gore, abuse, and the unapologetic use of strong language and mature humor. Viewer discretion is strictly advised (17+).

In a galaxy-spanning empire ruled by the immortal vampire Queen Nythera Valerys, power and boredom are eternal companions. After thousands of years of ruling over millions of star systems, Nythera grows restless-her empire vast, her enemies subdued, her life predictable. She desires not just a ruler at her side, but an equal-a king worthy of sharing her throne. To find him, she organizes a galaxy-wide competition, open to millions of participants from across her empire. The trials are brutal, filtering out the weak, the arrogant, and the unworthy, leaving only the strongest, smartest, and most cunning.

On Christmas Eve, Irina Ardentova walks through relentless snowfall toward the man she loves. But the one who greets her in the silent street is not merely a man. He is Erwin Frostvale—a winter elf bound to the ancient Yuletide entity known as the Hearth King. Ethereal, dangerously beautiful, and terrifyingly possessive, Erwin exists to preserve the fragile balance between warmth and frost. And that balance depends on one human soul: Irina. Her presence tempers winter’s cruelty. Her warmth sustains the Hearth King’s fading power. Without her, the world risks plunging into endless desolation. When Erwin claims her as eternally his, the night itself begins to change. The church bells ring out of rhythm. Snow falls in unnatural patterns. The cold ceases to be weather—it becomes will. Irina collapses into darkness, caught in Erwin’s arms as winter tightens its hold. Elsewhere in the city, meteorologist Adrian Volkov senses the shift before anyone else. Logical, composed, and fiercely protective, Adrian has been studying strange atmospheric anomalies in Verkhoyansk. When Irina fails to arrive for their meeting and communication signals fail, he realizes the disturbance is no natural phenomenon. If Irina chooses Adrian, winter may never end. If she chooses Erwin, she may lose herself forever. And the Hearth King is growing impatient. In a city where frost bites deeper than knives and love is indistinguishable from obsession, one question remains: Can warmth survive when winter falls in love?

Leonie has spent her entire life as the Baron’s prisoner—knowing nothing but cruelty. When her path crosses that of Dorian, the enigmatic envoy of the elves, she is pulled into a world of magic, ancient secrets, and dangerous emotions. Dorian knows Leonie may be the key to saving his people from extinction. What he does not realize is that she may also be the key to a heart that has been frozen for centuries. But can two broken souls find a future together in a world where the wounds of the past refuse to heal? Slow-burn romantasy with a character-driven story, a powerful emotional arc, and a melancholic romantic atmosphere.

Death by overwork? Check. Isekai’d into a glittery kingdom called Aelthryndivoryssalindria, yes, that's the name but I call it Aelthryn, because who has time for that? Double check. All I wanted was a soft life filled with pastries, naps, and no husband. But five years into my new life as Princess Elyndravyssorathielindria Sylvarindelthys—Elyn, please, God knows why the names are so difficult to pronounce—my father demands I marry. But explain to me why all the potential suitors look like they were picked up from the fucking gutter? I kid you not. one of them literally suggested teaching me to ride a horse and guess who found out he could not ride one at all and at the end of the day cried begging for his mother...me. And that's just one. There's also the fact that I don't want to even get married. So in a panic, after scaring my suitors away, I tell my father I'm in love with Zorathys Vaelkyrion. What I didn't plan for was the fact that Zorathys is real, he’s at our annual ball, and he’s calling me his lover to settle Dad’s debts. Now I’m stuck in the Underworld, managing Hell’s paperwork, babysitting demon nobles, and dodging a giant snake with a sweet tooth. Oh, and Zor? A lazy, body-pillow-hugging tease who makes my heart race. Worse, every escape portal dumps me in his bedroom, and he’s not so bad. But when I stumble into a plot to overthrow him, my soft-life dreams might cost me everything—unless I fight for the husband I never wanted. Send help please, I just wanted a soft life and not a demon husband.. --------------------- "...you can't marry my daughter," my father said to the demon king and I nodded. "...she...she's gay. Yes," he said with a nod like that was the most reasonable explanation ever. "She's into girls." I was shocked and stared at him then back at the demon king who paused. Maybe this could work after all. I nodded too, supporting my father's words. The demon king smiled then. "What good taste you have, there's a reason why we belong to each other after all. I'm into women too." What?

English is not my first Language. Bagir is a normal snake who reincarnates with the Bloodline of Jormungandr we will follow his story in Urdu and see what he will become. Will he be the savior or the destructor of everything. Follow the story and we will see. Not my own cover. 3 or 4 chapters per week

You would think this is some regular pathetic story where a guy falls in love with their enemy. but.. You’re far from right. this is not some boring and lovesick novel. but one that keeps you on your toes at the end of each chapter. Yeonghon. born and raised in a small village of Korea. he was unaware that there would be fictional creatures that you would only find in a tale only told before bedtime but, this tale was not something you would fall asleep to but to ask your parent to read more of. and there was more then fictional creatures.. but myths. and such that would be hard to believe at first. I shall not spare anymore information. that’s for you to find out. Enjoy, fellow reader.

She died three times—and every time, because the war broke out. And then she's reborn on the most humiliating and painful day of her life: the day she's rejected by the love of her life. So on her fourth life, Seraphina does the unthinkable and heads straight to the source of the war: She marches into the Demon Lord’s castle… And proposes marriage! Now bound to the most dangerous man alive, she must stop a war that always happens— Before it kills her again.

So I wait. Or perhaps the waiting is me. But not for salvation, nor discovery. For I am the the product of a collapsed multiverse. I wait for the next contradiction. The next absurdity. The next spark of truth that doesn't know it's a lie. Because only then… will I begin to end. And only in ending… might I finally begin. ———————————— Daily release - 2 Chapters At 12:00PM GMT-6 From Sunday, August 24, 2025

Ariella Thorn , Earth's ruthless corporate queen, ruled an empire built on ice and ambition. Her reign ended not in a boardroom, but in a shattered glass of expensive wine. Hours earlier, a hidden dossier, delivered by a trembling private investigator, had detonated her life: Seraphina, her childhood best friend, was the true daughter of Mariella and Garron Thorn. Ariella had been a stolen child, a pawn in her adoptive mother Marielle Thorn's greedy, vengeful scheme. Betrayed, broken, and utterly alone, Ariella died due to poisoning . In her final moments, a crescent-moon necklace, a souvenir from a forgotten journey, pulsed with a chilling, electric blue light. ​She awoke on Elyndor as Lyria Snowpelt, a rare and enchanting Moonlight Nekolet, she discovers a world full of opportunity and danger and with a golden finger she is determined to reclaim her life and build an empire, Lyria enters the cutthroat business where she will make enemies, friends and build an empire in a society where power is measured by claws, contracts, and cunning. Snipet: Lyria was suddenly pushed against the wall in the dark hallway on her way to clear her head from the alcohol. She raised her head only to see a pair of purple misty eyes. "Zaryon" He placed his nose beside her neck "I heard you are getting engaged soon, what about me?" The smell of alcohol drifted to her nose "are you drunk?. I thought you agreed to just be friends when I wanted to take responsibility" "I take back on my words you should take responsibility" saying this he kissed the lips that has been in his mind ever since that incident.