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Not every uma was born for the spotlight. Most flare, then fade. Burning out like dying stars, forgotten in the dark. Black Dahlia grew up in the wreckage of broken dreams, but when tragedy shatters her world, she finds her road on Japan’s infamous outlaw circuit: The Midnight Run Association (MRA). In a world of money, neon streets, and crews built on loyalty and betrayal, Dahlia teams up with Logan, a disgraced former trainer with nothing left to lose. Together, they blaze through back alleys and highways, outrun the law, smashing through rival crews, and risking everything on the asphalt. Each win puts them closer to the top of the Blacklist—where the fastest, the fiercest, and the most dangerous wait. Updates Saturdays Umamusume: Pretty Derby is the property of Cygames, Inc including games, characters, and related materials.

#Rated 18-Mature Themes Violet’s life was never her own—her father’s crushing debt made sure of that. But when the debt collector kidnaps her as payment, she takes a desperate deal: become a servant and spy on the mysterious and tyrannical Lord Cain, the ruler of her Werewolf district. There’s just one catch: Lord Cain only permits male servants in his house. Disguised as a boy, Violet cuts her hair, flattens her chest, and dons a voice-altering band to pull off the deception. Everything goes according to plan—until Cain, a man known for his cold personality starts to take a peculiar interest in her. Violet’s disguise becomes a prison as she battles her own growing attraction to him. But this is no love story. Cain’s obsession to her is dangerous. Beneath his icy gaze lies a mind fractured by years of affliction by a curse. A curse made by Violet's biological mother: A powerful witch. ************* "TAKE IT OFF!" Violet’s knees nearly buckled at the thunderous command, her chest tightening with panic. The raw anger in Cain’s voice was as sharp as a blade. "My lord! I-I’m a man!" she stammered, gripping her shirt tightly, her fingers trembling as they clung to the fabric. "I don't like other men!" she cried, a desperate plea in her voice since the second she took her shirt off and he discovered that she was a woman was the moment she died. Painfully. Cain’s glare was unyielding, his voice dropping into a growl. "Don’t insult me, You think I do. You kissed me!" Her breath hitched as he stepped closer, his presence suffocating. "If you don’t take it off," he said, his tone low and dangerous, "I’ll rip it off myself." Violet’s mind raced, panic threatening to overwhelm her. She couldn’t let him find out—he’d kill her. Painfully. Glancing away to avoid his gaze when she caught the undeniable bulge in his trousers. Heat flushed her face, her thoughts spinning in desperation at the only idea she could think of to make him back off. 'This has to work. It has to…’

In a world transformed by Xer, humanity and Xernians have grown into two opposing civilizations. In Bhavalia, a strange white scar suddenly appears across the sky, accompanied by unexplained changes in the surrounding Xer. While the council dismisses the phenomenon as harmless, Reema refuses to accept their conclusion. Determined to understand what is happening, she investigates the anomaly herself—only to discover that something far more unusual may be hidden beneath it.

This is a novel about a former human who becomes a demon because of a game. He lives his life as a demon from the Abyss, crossing into other worlds. (There will be different systems in use, different plots, and different powers. Expect cultivation systems, game systems, magic systems, and much more.) His main objective is to destroy and cause chaos throughout the multiverse. This novel also uses a ranking system that affects both anime and comic universes. Void becomes a Primordial Demon and, step by step, changes the views of all races about demons. Demons are not weak; demons are beings of pure chaos. Note that the MC is cruel and indifferent to life. This is a dark novel, so don't expect a Son of Destiny. In fact, Void isn't a villain...he is far, far crueler. Do not read if you are weak-minded.

Liss took her mother place as she was pulled into a world that she thought was a daydream of her mentally ill mother. Her mother wasn't delusional, she was telling the truth. Now Liss is alone in a new world where nothing makes sense and the only thing she can do is adapt. TW{Dead dove}

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you so much for all the support! I love writing for all of you, but balancing work and writing is quite challenging. If you want me to keep updating consistently, your support really helps. Castle: 10 extra chapters per week Gacha: 20 extra chapters per week Thank you for reading and supporting my story!

"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

It’s not quite a transmigration, nor is it a rebirth. It’s more as if some "Mad Scientist God" took two entirely unrelated souls, mashed them together, and stuffed them into this shell. Em... well, maybe they tossed in a little something "extra" for good measure? I don’t know if I’m a dinosaur, and I don’t know if I still count as human. I only know that my tiny brain is currently processing a level of information it was never meant to handle at this age. These were the final thoughts of Carlo, a hatchling Giganotosaurus, born by sheer accident in the Giganotosaurus Exhibit of Jurassic World, just before he blacked out. ——————— Author’s Notes: 1. The Protagonist: A Giganotosaurus from the ARK: Survival Evolved vanilla module. He is not a human, but rather a dinosaur possessing human knowledge. 2. The "System": There is no traditional narrative system, but the protagonist can view a "Dinosaur Stat Panel" identical to the one in ARK. 3. Reader Discretion: This book leans toward paleontology and the author's personal imagination of dinosaur ecology. It is not a non-stop "kill-or-be-killed" action flick; expect a focus on nature and behavior. ——————— PATREON LINK: https://www.patreon.com/AlexandrusTL 50+ advance chapter!

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.

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?

"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...

14-year-old socially awkward Lovia travels to Teyvat, but instead of a majestic Traveler, she becomes a rare species—a Melusine! Penniless and starving, this Melusine was on the verge of a pathetic end... until she decided to pull off a "literary heist"! Thus, "The Travels of Rex Lapis" was born, throwing Liyue Harbor into instant chaos! "This author truly understands the Lord of Geo!" "Is this considered blasphemy against the Emperor?" Zhongli held his teacup, lost in thought: "This perspective... hmm, quite novel." However, Lovia was just getting started: The name Morax conceals twin gods and a life-and-death pact. "The Lord of Geo and the Half-Price Bargain" The Agony of the Guardian Yakshas. The Secrets of Feiyun Commerce Guild. Dragonfall: I Am the Dragon King. The History of the Guizhong Altar: Wrath of the Gods. When her "fan fiction" accurately revealed the hidden truths of Liyue's legends, the entire nation was in turmoil! Finally, the socially awkward girl was found by a beautiful Melusine from Fontaine (her kin). "Sorry I'm late." The once lonely Lovia never imagined she would find a home. But years later, a distinguished guest with elegant features and amber eyes personally came to her door... Lovia (trembling): "Your Majesty... would you believe me if I said I made it all up?" Zhongli (putting down the book): "From a logical point of view, the story is quite intriguing. Perhaps we can... explore it in more depth?"

When you wake up, you have become an Uma Musume!! You have no idea what happened but with the support of loyal friends you charge forward determined to live life to the fullest and race toward the bright future that awaits you. ------------------------- If you’d like to support my work, check out my: patreon.com/Greyhounds

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 a universe where hybridization is the only path to ultimate power, Henry Osa, an orphan boy with a common F-grade talent, possesses a mysterious ring left behind by his parents. This ring holds the soul of a dimigod, but osa is unaware of its significance. With the aid of a revolutionary scientific discovery and a miraculous technology known as Vion technology, hybridization a process of allowing humans to tap into the powers of magical beasts was discovered. osa's goal is to become the most powerful being in the universe, but his journey won't be easy. Join him on a thrilling adventure as he strives to reach the pinnacle of power." Author here: For now, the publishing schedule is set to three chapters a week

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) (and from today onwards every 10 power stones = 1 chapter)