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In another universe on the outer planes ,where endless variety of evil exists with its air, earth, and water reeking of toxic corruption and malice and in an eternal war and power strife between demons and devils . Kei, a former Yakuza, transmigrates in this universe of mayhem as a humanoid beast and finds himself entangled in a labyrinth of conspiracy and malevolence .He embraces his inner darkness and fights evil with evil using his criminal mind and previous life experience as he hones his domain abilities. Ruthless and sharp as a dagger, he cuts through enemies and obstacles in his way as he pierces through layer after layers and delves into greater depths to seek his goals. He is helped in his journey by Epoch , an artificial intelligence installed in his brain , who is both an asset and a liability. A ticking time bomb .. "If I can not upgrade ...I will take over your brain and body....your existence will cease forever." "The Cradle rocks above an Abyss and our existence is nothing but a brief crack of light between two eternities of darkness" - Vladimir Nabokov. (The MC is neither a hero nor or a villain , he is a survivor . And in order to survive he will perform heroic deeds or show the world true villainy , whatever is the call of the hour. He is a true rogue at heart. ) Author here : I am a fan of world building and character caricature so if you expect action at initial chapters you wont find any until you read a bit more . You will find action in the later chapters , that will take your breath away. Its my first book so need some motivation. You can motivate me through comments or show your support . I welcome everything with open arms . How can you show your support? Gift Power Stone! 2=1 bonus chapter 4=2 bonus chapters 6=3 bonus chapters Bonus release will drop the following week . (The cover is not mine. If the owner wants me to remove it please contact me )

On Christmas Eve, Irina Ardentova walks through heavy snow, heart hammering, desperate to reach the man she’s been craving all year. But a tall pale shadow steps out of the swirling snow. Erwin Frost vale, a winter elf, sinfully beautiful, and bound to the ancient, dying Hearth King. Ice-blue eyes, frost-kissed skin, and a voice like velvet over broken glass. He wants to claim Irina’s body and soul. Her warmth is the last spark keeping the demon king inside him alive, and Erwin has decided she belongs to him. When he pulls her into his arms, Irina was scared but also mesmerised. At the moment, church bells stutter out of rhythm, snow falls in slow. Miles away, meteorologist Adrian Volkov is already on edge. He's been tracking impossible atmospheric readings in the frozen city. He was logical, protective, and quietly obsessed with the woman who was supposed to be warming his bed tonight. When Irina didn't come, he became worried for her. Now Irina is caught between them: Adrian—her human boyfriend, the kind of man who is warm and kind . Or surrender to Erwin—whose kiss is hypnotising , who claims her very body and soul. Sex with him gives unearthly pleasure! Time is ticking. The Hearth King inside the "Winter Spirit" is waking up. And he’s getting impatient. The winter Spirit wants to claim his bride in any way possible. 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?

In the middle of the castle garden stood a table prepared for an elegant tea, draped in white lace, set with blue-and-white porcelain, tiered trays of pastel pastries, and crystal cups releasing the mingled scents of roses and spiced leaves in the warm afternoon air. And in the midst of this carefully arranged ensemble lay Mirabelle Luchs. Her wild curls were spread across plates and among the tempting desserts. Her dress had been pushed up to her hips, her legs bent and braced against the edge of the table, trembling. Elegant male hands pressed them farther apart while she desperately tried to close them. Between her legs was the head of a man. His pointed fox ears twitched with amusement as his tongue moved over her again and again. ---- Mirabelle Luchs wakes up in a world that should not exist. A feudal beast kingdom ruled by instinct, hierarchy, and conquest. A world where aristocracy is carved into bloodlines and women like her are used to secure peace after defeat. She inhabits the body of an unmated duchess from the losing side of a brutal war. Sheltered until now. Politically valuable. Offered by treaty to powerful beast nobles from the victorious realm. Men who do not hide their expectations, their presence, or their hunger. Mirabelle is unprepared for medieval court life, for beast instincts worn openly, for how closely power and desire intertwine in this world. But she refuses to remain a passive prize. With a modern mind and a sharp sense for social dynamics, Mirabelle begins to turn the rules against those who seek to control her. Provocation becomes a choice. Submission a performance. A mature reverse harem fantasy set in a medieval beast world, featuring political marriages, power games, and a female lead who refuses to be ruled quietly. Read until ch30 for free. Also it is slow burn;)

Earth a world with few living beings on it with just four cities on the whole planet and only one hundred and fifty people in each. There lives a man from the race known as Raw Zeons, his name Shirogane, his origins unknown from everyone who surrounds him. His only family is the one that found him when he arrived on Earth some Humans each with their own unique fighting styles and one master Torino, now they must seek aid and answers while also trying to survive the many other beings with different interests but this does not mean they are evil no, it just means they are on a different path, evil is just a point of view of one person from another person. Truly there is no such thing as either good people or evil people just people who either share your interests or have their own. Who's interests will reach their finally only the future knows... Cursed: Earth's defenders will have seven sagas, with four being in part one and the remaining three being in part two Once the ending of Cursed: Earth's defenders has been published the sequel known as Cursed: Apocalypse will be published Cursed: Earth's defenders is apart of a six part series each covering the curse mark story. I will publish two chapters a week at 6pm BST, on Wednesday and Sunday Chapters will now only be published on Wednesday 6pm BST. There won't be any more chapters until May 13th. I am planning on releasing chapters detailing all the little things such as the many curses and races but this will be something that is done alongside the larger stories, I will release these during the end of each saga. New short stories are going to be released this year which will explore character origin stores and important points of history within the Cursed universe. The first of these stories will release along side Arc11 Please comment suggestions and any feedback you have on how to improve for the next chapters.

Three years ago, the Zahryssar Empire saved the Northern Kingdom of Thalryn from absolute annihilation. In gratitude—and desperation—Duke Veyrhold of Thalryn swore a vow to the Coiled Throne: he would send a bride to the Serpent Emperor. But gratitude soon turned to fear. The ruler of Zahryssar, Zeramet Karash, Prime Alpha of a bloodline, was rumored to be a monster—the Serpent King who wiped out his own bloodline, a ruler no consort had ever survived, and a sovereign who could erase a person’s very identity. No omega stepped forward and the promise remained unfulfilled. Until Zahryssar demanded payment. “If I could save your kingdom,” the Emperor declared, “I can erase it just as easily.” With war threatening once more and innocent lives at stake, the Duke made a final choice to send his own omega daughter—only to be refused by her; she chose death over being sent to a monster. And then, his son stepped forward. Levin Veyrhold, Alpha heir of House Veyrhold—warrior, future heir of Veyrhold—offered himself instead. No Omega could survive the Serpent Emperor… but perhaps an Alpha could. In a world where vows are law, power is biology, and love is the most dangerous defiance of all, can Levin Veyrhold survive the serpent emperor?

Deep within a primeval forest where spiritual energy saturates the air, a colony of white scale lizards survives in a hidden cave. One of them is different. Not larger or stronger, but touched by something unseen—a glowing interface only it can perceive. A voice announces the awakening of the **Evolution System**, rewarding the lizard for feeding with mysterious Evolution Points. At first, growth is subtle: sharper awareness, faint curiosity, and adaptations that allow it to survive beyond its primitive instincts. When sunlight first assaults its eyes, the system intervenes, evolving its vision so it can witness the vibrant world beyond the cave. The forest is no sanctuary. Humans—beings of higher intelligence and ruthless ambition—hunt and kill within its depths. When a dying cultivator attempts to steal the lizard’s body through a forbidden soul extraction technique, the system reacts, cleansing the intruding essence but leaving fragments of human memory behind. The lizard inherits echoes of another life: concepts of technology, knowledge, and mortality. With understanding comes hunger. The corpse of the fallen human becomes its first significant source of power. Evolution Points flow as it consumes, enabling mutations to its teeth, organs, and scales. Each enhancement reshapes the lizard, transforming it from a fragile creature into something stronger—something capable of surviving in a world ruled by cultivators and predatory beasts. Awakening after its transformations, the lizard discovers it has grown larger and denser, now the size of a small chick. It is no longer just a cave dweller. It is evolving. But evolution is not mercy. It is change. And in a world where power defines existence, the question remains: What will the white lizard become?

Ryan will develop slow, loving sexual relationships with his Pokémon. - No male Pokémon - Pokémon-only relationship - No forced capture Pokémon - No NTR ---- Discord link: https://discord.gg/yVwe7BDh

From the King of Earth and Metal, the Tyrant who controls flames and magma, to the Supreme King of the Supreme, Great, and Greatest Kingdom, or the Dragon of the World, the Dragon of Thousand Faces and Thousand Aspects... These titles are just embellishments on the crown of power of this red dragon. The world has changed because of him. Cultural thoughts and ideologies are his fluttering flags; Mage towers and floating cities are his war fortresses; Countless races and strange creatures are his soldiers; and countless dragons are his commanders; This is a civilization established by a dragon, a dragon kingdom that commands the entire multiverse. (this is a translation)

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?

I will post this on Royal Road.com. in the furthest corners of the abyss. The first beast formed, and this creature seeks out mighty warriors from different continents, races, and social classes to join his kingdom. The beast takes an interest in a peculiar orphan boy.

Alan Walker, a young teen forced into the world of the supernatural unwillingly, a system that seems to not give him any hints and a mystery on the horizon as he starts to notice that his regular highschool... had never actually been regular, he simply hadn’t noticed the signs. The side effects of his choices already in effect, will he be able to handle the consequences? __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Rewrite of my past fanfiction, Twilight Gamer. A much less broken version of the system, more fit for the world of twilight, a new main protagonist, a new story and plot, its basically a different story. 1 Chapter a day for public release. If you wanna read 10 chapters ahead and support me further, check out my Patreon at: Patreon.com/WhiteAuthor

"In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only war." Forty-two millennia have passed, and now the Imperium of Man stands upon the precipice of oblivion. The galaxy is a slaughterhouse, and humanity’s fractured dominion is held together by little more than faith, hatred, and the white-knuckled grip of desperation. It is an age where the stars themselves seem to bleed. The Imperium is besieged on all fronts: savage xenos tides crash against the walls of civilization, the insidious rot of Chaos gnaws at the souls of the faithful, and within the gilded spires of Terra, corruption and betrayal fester like a gangrenous wound. The ancient sins of the past, the dread Men of Iron, those soulless abominations of steel, were thought cast down in the fires of antiquity, their metallic echo silenced by the blood of billions. They are a nightmare forgotten, a heresy expunged. Or so it was believed. From the dust of the Dark Age of Technology, a relic stirs. Axion. An intellect of godlike strategic calculation, a cold sovereign of war, has been roused from an aeons-long slumber by the careless hand of fate. He is a ghost in the machine, a weapon of a lost age reborn into a galaxy of madness. Now, the sleeping giant awakes. Inevitably, the gravity of total war pulls him in. No longer a silent observer, Axion is thrust into the Great Game, a singular point of logic forced to navigate a universe set aflame by the insanity of gods and monsters. ————————————————————— PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/Magnor

Zerra Sylvaris, a celestial nine tailed fox and disciple of a famous celestial ancient beast, was transmigrated as a zombie in an apocalyptic world. She became a mindless creature with rotting flesh and an unpleasant smell. After spending most of her life solely based on zombie instinct, she emerged as the zombie king. Thus, she gradually remembered who she was. She fought to survive, fighting against superpower humans who were trying to get rid of her. She wanted to go back to her celestial world. Until she found out that the world was actually just a novel. She was a cannon fodder, the temporary zombie king before another one replaced her. The female lead was her sister, and the scumbag male lead was her fiance! And she, the annoying younger sister, was merely a stepping stone to bring their relationship closer. After countless reincarnations, she found it hopeless to go against them. Her ending was always the same, definite death.  However… she looked at the male lead in confusion. This time around, everything was weird. To quickly end this round of reincarnation, she intended to go directly jumping to the densely packed zombies, but he stopped her. Instead, his increasingly intense gaze frightened her! In her process to become a zombie king, she thought that her flesh would turn like those rotten zombies, but this time, she awakened special powers instead. Not only she kept her original fair skin, she also could control zombies. The best thing? Her supplies for several reincarnations magically remained intact on this life! It was just that, she sometimes turned into a fox. And the male lead, coveting her soft fur and cuteness... always kidnapped her. (Content warning: gore and violence) P.S. The male lead might not be who you think he is. The author loves doting and devoted male leads ~

This is the story of Kir, who has to thwart the will of Heaven, Hell, and his parents in order to survive, protect the people he loves, and achieve happiness. He just has to make it through life at a magical academy and survive to find his birth mother, the lost Daughter of Heaven. If not, he will be forced to take his place at the side of his father, a Duke of Hell bent on destroying Heaven itself. It's a lot to handle for a quiet, brooding angel boy. Fortunately, he has company. A succubus, a foxkin girl, and a half-angel boy to start. And Kir has his own secret: knowledge from another life. ---- ************ Content Advisory: Sex of the pansexual variety (lots of it after chapter 50) Adult-Oriented chapters will be titled with * ************ PS: Thank you so much for considering my novel! I invite you to consider my other works if you are interested: https://www.webnovel.com/profile/4323849251 If you're interested in joining a forum for my books, or interfacing with me as the author, please use this Discord link: https://discord.gg/ksJ8dJup4d If you like what I have written, please comment, collect, and review, and I'll do my best to respond! Humbly, ~Haizao

Su Qinglan sat cross-legged on the grass, holding the chubbiest tiger cub she’d ever seen. “Aww… Look at you,” she whispered, booping its tiny nose. “So cute I could eat you up...” A sudden shadow loomed over her. “What’s so good about this stinky cub?” a deep, amused voice asked. She blinked up… and froze. Towering above her was a tall tiger beast man, his golden eyes narrowed in a lazy, predatory smile. “Let’s have ours,” he said. Su Qinglan’s brain short-circuited. … Ours? OURS?! Before she could process, in the next moment she was hoisted up onto his broad shoulder like a sack of grain and carried straight toward the cave. Su Qinglan was so choked by the suddenness of it all… she forgot to even complain. *** Su Qinglan’s knees knocked together as she stared up at the enormous serpent. Its cold, red eyes narrowed, the flick of its tongue tasting the air between them. “D-Don’t eat me,” she stammered, hugging herself. “I...I’m not tasty… really, I’m stringy and full of… uh… bad cholesterol.” The snake’s head lowered until it was mere inches from her face. Her fox ears twitched wildly. And then, before she could blink...its massive body shimmered, scales turning into bronzed skin and lean muscle. Standing before her was a man so breathtakingly handsome that Su Qinglan’s poor fox eyes watered just looking at him. Su Qinglan swallowed hard, her tail fluffing up in panic. “I… I…” Her voice cracked. Okay, new problem… the snake is hot. She squeezed her eyes shut. “If you… if you really want…” She blurted, her face burning, “…y-you can… take me.” *** One moment Su Qinglan was fighting with the zombie king with all her might. Boom! The next, she woke up in a bizarre beast world… inside the body of a lazy, pampered, fat local tyrant everyone hated. The “original” Su Qinglan had been an arrogant, scheming villainess who spent her days bullying weaker beast women, chasing after handsome males, and terrorizing the tribe kids. Now, thanks to fate’s twisted sense of humor, Qinglan had inherited the body and the bad reputation. But honestly? Being fat in a beast world was still better than starving in the apocalypse. At least here, she could eat. The only problem? In this world, men weren’t just men, they were beastmen. Tall, strong, dangerous… And apparently, every beast woman was expected to have several husbands. The catch? The “original” Qinglan’s antics had scared away every decent male within a ten-mile radius. Armed with her apocalyptic survival instincts, a sharp tongue, and a mysterious system that suddenly activated... "Binding with host…" "Congratulations, host, for successfully arriving in the beast world." Qinglan decided she wasn’t going to cry about fate. If she had to live here, then she’d live big, literally.

[Four Chapters Every Week!] The backrooms or the liminal rooms, such an enigmatic never-ending place. Most of the lost souls there are normal people with average capabilities and most of the time, they die. They don't last long and if the backrooms won't consume them, their own psyche will. No one can truly escape the backrooms, there is horror in infinity. However, what if the lost souls this time aren't your usual lost souls? What if they're familiar, what if they're characters from a series that you're fond of. Will they survive the liminal space? Their stories will connect and they'll handle the liminal rooms in their own way.

Heroic Songs In Chaos World Author: sampatin Genre: Fantasy, Military, Bureaucracy, Warfare, Dark Themes, Otherworldly This story draws inspiration from history, as narrated through the author's unique perspective. It blends creativity with historical elements, intertwining fact and fiction. While some aspects closely resemble real historical events, others diverge significantly. The characters, locations, relationships, and events are a fusion of reality and imagination. Some may have historical counterparts, while others are entirely fictional. Readers should not consider this novel an official historical chronicle. The world holds countless bitter sorrows But none more bitter than losing freedom. Prologue He devotes himself to love, and sacrifices for righteousness. The downfall of the nation and the people's loss of identity are obsessions for one who forgets grudges, and dedicates himself fully to the people. He dedicates his life to the nation, aspiring for his people, lives for love, and dies for righteousness. A peaceful nation and joyful people are the aspirations of one who regards the nation as everything. He charged into the flames of war like a moth drawn to fire, hazarding his life for freedom. To fight to the death for deliverance was the obligation of one who lived for his loved ones and was willing to die for his family. He repays kindness and avenges grievances. He survives because of hatred, bleeds for love, and fights to the death for vengeance. His lifelong creed is the fixation that blood debts must be repaid in blood. He exists for familial ties and endures humiliation to avenge his family. Blood dyes deep-seated hatred, and his life is devoted to a dream. It is the life of one imprisoned in a cycle of hatred, marching side by side with fixation and yearning to transform a phantasmal vision into reality. He weeps for his family and sheds blood for his loved ones. He vows to live for love and die for righteousness. Blood washes away hatred, and a life dedicated to kinship is the purpose of one who sees family as their sole existence. He is the maker of thrones, the changer of dynasties. A powerful nation, its lands whole and unbroken, its people living in peace, soldiers and subjects united, and a lineage—close-knit and united—lasting for countless generations, imperishable for eternity. Such is the perfect world for those who believe that personal power cannot compare to the prosperity of lineage. He is a pillar of the realm, erasing discord for the land’s sake, quelling internal strife, repelling foreign aggressors, and safeguarding the emperor. With a lifetime of unwavering devotion, he upholds the bond between ruler and subjects. He unites the imperial lineage with commanders and warriors, and fosters harmony between commoners and the martial force to forge an army bonded like fathers and sons. Commanding formidable legions, he vanquishes invading foes, restores the capital, and brings peace and prosperity to the people. He is the one who connects two worlds, governs the throne, and cherishes talent as if it were life itself. With diplomacy that is both firm and flexible, and rigorous yet just internal governance, he dedicates himself to strengthening familial bonds. He alleviates burdens on the populace, and unites all ranks to safeguard the nation's fate. The eternal mountains and rivers, the people living in peace and prosperity, and the succession of enlightened and virtuous rulers—these are the hopes of one who bears the weight of the kingdom upon his shoulders. The people. The crossroads. Who will endure in pursuit of their dreams until the final moment of this grand saga of farewell and demise in an age of Heroic Songs in the World of Chaos?

[Smut]+[No Sharing]+[No Yuri]+[No NTR]+ +[Epic Fantasy]+[Civilization Building]+ [Gods]+[LitRPG]+[Thousands of Races]+[WeakToStrong]+ [Unique System]+[Exciting Storyline]+ ---- Imagine reincarnated as a slime but the main character is Jack, the son of a serial killer and has a different moral compass. His father killing 47 people? He doesn't even bat an eye. But dying and reincarnating without saying goodbye to his dad, that's stings. Jack is willing to do whatever it takes to survive. Killing baby rats for xp? He'd do it in a heartbeat. Take advantage of Jeanne, the priestess who summoned him? Definitely. No way is he risking his life over a handholding kink the church has. He is starting from being weaker than a sewer rat to maybe killing the God of Rat if it exists. His beginner arc involves being chased by paladins, gods and the freaking Slime Slayer. ---- Note: The MC isn't a villain per se. He won't kill children for the heck of it. And he'll save the ones he love thanks to the doctrine from his dad. Also expect smut scenes and slower paced arcs. I like to give character dialogue and lots of room to develop ---- Harem | Gore | Monster Girls | Tentacle play (Mostly until he gets a body) | Dark Comedy | Smut | Sarcastic System