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Alternative Titles : Is My System A Waifu!? The Greatest Capitalist Across Dimensions The Northern Duke Is A Heretic? Transmigrated Mage With SSS Rank Minions The Money Obsessed Archmage's Second Life As A Broke Duke ---- Veryon Halcrest, the bankrupt duke infamous for being broke and bleeding his territory dry with taxes suddenly collapses one day. When he opens his eyes, the soul inside him is that of a money-obsessed archmage who once ruled the magical world through pure capital. [98...99...100%] [The Greatest Capitalist System Has Been Activated!] There was only one problem... Why is this system so yappy!? [Ping!] [Host is mean!] Ugh. --- Note: There is a title change scheduled by the end of the month to change the novel name to Is My System A Waifu? Please be understanding and supportive during this period. Thank you.

BLURB: “We are sorry Maria, we never meant to hurt you. Come back to us!" They all thundered. But it was too late, I was determined to make them Pay. *** I am Maria Moon, casted out of my Pack at the age of eighteen. All because of a tradition— one that states, that which ever family the Alpha's mate comes from, any other female wolf of same status is cast out. But it all felt wrong, It wasn't supposed to be me but her— my step sister— Patricia Moon. “I, Darren Copper, Alpha of the Frost moon pack, hereby declare that Maria Moon is no longer a member of this pack!” I pleaded for them to see the truth but no one cared, they were all blinded by their love for her. I became a rogue, wandered about for days and was unfortunate to attacked by the older rogues. And even more unfortunate to be saved by the quadruplet Alpha's, my Pack rival Alpha's. *** “Isn't she the Beta's daughter of Frost moon pack?" Damien growled as he turned to his brothers. “Definitely, she looks the same even after five years!" Adrien replied as he squatted, cupping my chin harshly on his palm. “She is definitely a spy, let's kill her!" Davian roared, stretching his claws, his stance ready to slaughter. “Don't Davian!" Aidan the oldest amongst the quadruplet echoed, “That’s all the more reason we should keep her close, letting her die is to easy.” He turned to the guards beside him, “Take her to the Pack, she is our Personal maid." Adrien chuckled lightly, a sly smirk appearing across his lips. “Nice idea Aidan. We would make her suffer!" CONTENT WARNING. This book contains explicit scenes, abuses, graphic violence and dark obsessive romance. Readers discretion advised.

"I love you, okay?" ... her voice broke as she stared up at Nur's face. His eyes widened, chest tightening as he stared back at her, at the magnitude of her words. Tears clung to Ayse's lashes, his wife who he supposedly contract married. From the very first day they locked eyes, he loved her but not even for a second, he would have thought she would fall for him. This was Deniz Nur Hakan--The sole heir to the multibillion-dollar company, he who built empires with his bare hands. He had ice in his veins and ruled with an iron fist. Men trembled under his gaze; women drove to him.  A man whose ears were deaf to the pleadings of many. Some called him a bastard, and for some he was just their "son"  His father, Emre Yousef Hakan--A tyrant man. He handed Nur the keys to the Hakan's estate. Well pleased and trusted that his son will continue his tyrannical reign. After the funeral ceremony, his mother had come to him.  Conversing to him on estate matters and the "future" "How his job wasn't only proceeding his father's company but to also produce an heir" Nur stared at his mother's unreadable face; he shook his head and sternly rejected even a thought on such matters.  Though months passed. One faithful night, he received the news.  "Mr. Hakan, your mother has passed away" Nur was left heartbroken; he fled from U.K and quickly arrived at Istanbul via his private jet.  The car clicked opened as he made his way in the magnificent "Hakan estate" Where he would find his "relatives" people who they had lost connection to the very day his parents married. They weren't well off back then yet lived happily.  He paid them no mind and walked towards the center where his mom's coffin was.  Clutching around the fine wood, tears sprung out. His mother, the only one who he could rest his head on the shoulders, lazily talk about his day. She had left him. The funeral has ended. Meanwhile Nur sat at his study, blue eyes flickering under the warm glow. Just then--the door clicked, there entered, Ali Demir, his father's advisor, now his. The silver-haired man walked to him, hands clutching at piles of documents. He then conversed to him on the future and that to attain his will, he must marry. Nur's face turned pale, marriage--A chapter that he had closed long ago. After his previous marriage in Ankara to his childhood sweetheart--Eylul Aydin. He remembered her end--how his father mercilessly unlived her and their unborn child. Nur had also rejected this idea prior to his mother's death. Yet--Ali continued, "the bride had also been selected" His jaw flexed as he raked his eyes at him, "Did you...? Ali shook his head, "I wouldn't dare... if it wasn't the very own wish of Mrs. Hakan" Nur sighed, a part of him was uninterested and the other part? --merely curious to who it was. Ali continued, the bride is from one of the Kaplan family branches. "Who...is it? Nur's voice came out, flustered. Ali's mouth parted, "Ayse Azra Yildiz" His eyes widened, his chest tightened. To be continued>>>>>>>>>>

[Warning: R18+ Content] I thought I was going to die. So I chose to be remembered. One night. One drink. One sin I could never take back. But the men I met at the bar weren’t strangers. They were The Trident… three ruthless heirs of the Corvanni Dynasty, the most feared mafia bloodline alive. Draven. Silent, merciless, a predator cloaked in shadows. Lucian. Calculative, hauntingly beautiful, a devil with a silver tongue. And Azriel. Wild, reckless, dangerously addictive. They don’t ask. They take. And now they want me… completely. Their obsession burns hotter than their empire. Their touch is forbidden, but I can’t resist. Because the deeper I fall, the clearer it becomes… I’m not just their desire. I’m their ruin. Excerpt ********** “Run if you want, Jade.” The nickname rolled off Lucian’s tongue like a promise and a threat, one no one had ever dared call me before. My breath hitched, legs trembling, but before I could take a step, Draven’s hand closed around my wrist… iron, unyielding. “You think you can walk away after tasting us?” His voice was quiet, deadly, sending shivers straight to my core. Azriel leaned in from behind, his lips brushing the shell of my ear as his laughter burned through me. “Sweetheart, we don’t chase what’s already ours. And you, little Jade…” his teeth grazed my skin, “…you belong to the Trident now.” Azriel’s fingers tilted my chin up, his grin sinful, dangerous, carved just for me. “Tell me, Jade,” he purred, voice thick with lust, “what do you want?” Heat scorched my skin, my lips parting, but no words came. My body betrayed me, trembling against the wall of Draven’s chest while Lucian’s hand traced lazy circles on my thigh, teasing, tormenting. Azriel’s laugh was low, filthy. “No, sweetheart. Don’t just tremble for us. Say it.” His thumb brushed my lower lip, slow, taunting. “Say what you want. Say you want our hands, our mouths, our cocks… say it, and I’ll give you everything.” Draven’s breath was at my neck, steady, lethal. “Careful,” he murmured, “once you speak it aloud, there’s no going back.” Lucian’s whisper slid against my ear, silken poison. “And when you do, Jade, you’ll never remember what it felt like to be untouched.” My mouth opened before my brain could reason… “I want you,” I whispered. Draven’s hand tightened, Lucian’s eyes darkened, Azriel laughed as if the world had finally given him his prize. Three bodies pressed in, heat and danger wrapping me like a cage I couldn’t escape. Didn’t want to escape. My heart screamed to run, but my body whispered the truth. I wanted them… All of them. ********** Three men. One woman. A love story carved in blood and obsession.

A reverse harem with a twist. The most notorious female killer, Alice, is arrested and jailed after two decades of her reign of terror. She is gunned down while attempting to escape, and instead of that being the end of her story, she finds herself in a different reality and in the body of a doppelganger, Lisa, who happens to be the heir of a criminal empire. She wakes up at Lisa's fathers funeral and is confronted with a well established criminal empire at her beck and call and enemies who will stop at nothing to see her dead. The top six men in Lisa's organization and also the firstborn sons of the six families in the criminal empire were promised her hand in marriage. With a criminal empire in one hand hand and six stunning suitors in the other Alice cannot wait to make the world and her new husbands scream her name.

Jiang Yi transmigrated into a ruthless cultivation world with a shattered Dantian. To survive, he was forced to sell his dignity and become the matrilocal "live-in husband" of the cold and domineering Merchant Queen, Su Ruoyan. ​Everyone mocked him. The servants spat on him. The elders called him a "soft-rice eater" and a "useless vase." Even his wife only married him as a shield against her enemies. ​That is, until his wedding night. ​[Ding! You have married a 94-Score Goddess. System Awakened!] [Reward: Primal Chaos Yang Body! Infinite Stamina!] [Ding! Your wife has conceived an heir!] [Reward: Ancient Void Key! The Family Bloodline has leveled up!] ​Jiang Yi realized his path to immortality wasn't through bitter meditation—it was through spreading his seed and conquering the world's most beautiful women! ​Marry the Merchant Queen? Reward: Master-Tier Alchemy. ​Conquer the Iceberg City Lord? Reward: God-Tier Sword Intent. ​Tame the haughty Demoness? Reward: Ancient Dragon Bloodline. ​"They call me a freeloader? Ignorant fools. I am building the strongest clan in history!" ​Watch as Jiang Yi rises from a despised son-in-law to the Supreme Emperor, building the strongest harem and slapping the faces of every genius who dared to look down on him.

A powerful CEO stages a restrained public romance to prove she understands a bestselling novel — only for the author himself to quietly step into their lives, forcing the performance to become uncomfortably real.

I was nothing special. A shut-in. A chubby, ordinary girl who blended into the background like a shadow. Easy to ignore. Easier to mock. The world never ran out of ways to remind me I didn’t belong. Cruel jokes in hallways. Laughter that followed me home. Words sharper than blades, carving deeper than bruises ever could. Bit by bit, I shrank into myself until there was nothing left but silence and the weight of my own loneliness. That night, I decided I’d had enough. The chair creaked under me. The rope swayed above. My room was still, suffocating, as if the world didn’t care whether I breathed or not. And maybe it didn’t. Then—music. It came from the neighbor’s stereo, muffled through the thin walls. A single voice cutting into the darkness. A voice that shouldn’t have reached me, but did. Strong. Raw. Alive. It wrapped around me like a hand pulling me back from the edge. The lyrics told me not to hide my light. That even if it flickered, it still burned. I gasped, stumbling from the chair, clutching my chest as though those words had physically struck me. Tears blurred my vision, but for the first time in forever, they weren’t from pain—they were from something I thought I’d lost. Hope. That voice saved me. His voice. Eric. The lead singer of AUREA—the boyband that would one day become gods in the music world. To me, he wasn’t just an idol. He was my lifeline. And then . . . years later, when he died, the world mourned. I mourned. The one who saved me, the reason of my life, was gone, ripped from life far too soon. I thought it was over. But fate had other plans. One desperate wish, one shattered night, and when I opened my eyes—I was ten years in the past. Before the world knew AUREA. Before Eric was swallowed by fame. Before his voice was silenced forever. I’m just Emy—ordinary, clumsy, and invisible to most. But this time . . . it’s my turn. Eric saved me once. Now, I’ll save him. No matter what it takes.

On her half-sister's wedding day, Fia's world shatters. Hazel, the bride, has allegedly eloped with Fia's fated mate, and over the phone he rejects her without mercy. With the Alpha groom ready to unleash war on her pack, and spurred on by her stepmother's pleas, Fia makes a desperate choice; she takes Hazel's place at the altar. But the marriage is nothing more than a cruel setup. Betrayed by her family and accused of stealing her sister's happiness, Fia becomes the perfect target for Alpha Cian's wrath. Humiliated and furious, he vows to keep her as his mate not out of love, but revenge. He swears he will break her, torment her, and make her pay until the end of time. What neither of them expects is that hate can twist, burn, and evolve into something far more dangerous. Between lies, betrayal, and a growing bond neither wants to acknowledge, Fia and Cian are bound to discover that the thin line between hate and love is meant to be crossed.

‘Of all things that happen in my life, why is it a transmigration?’ That question kept lingering on my mind when I was first dropped in this esper-guide world. I thought I could live my life peacefully and watched the story unfold from the sideline, but... "I want you to become my esper, Ethan." The guide and main character of this world, Ilyas Anderson, chased after my heart instead. . I only post on Webnovel and Scribblehub.

When the Red Rain turned Saint Ark Academy into a quarantined fortress, students mutated into powerful warriors. Ren? He awakened as an F-Rank Carrier and is treated as nothing more than zombie bait by the Student Council elites. But when Ren accidentally swallows a Viral Core, he doesn’t turn into a monster. He awakens the Gene-Forge System. While others risk their lives to hunt, Ren can refine the virus itself. [Viral Core Refined. Strength +10. Agility +10.] [Purity: 100%. Side Effects: None.] From cooking SSS-Rank Evolution Serums to curing the incurable Zombie Plague, Ren realizes he holds the keys to humanity’s future.

He was the King of Kings—until the Author rewrote him. Noah ruled worlds, shaped laws, and commanded reality itself… until a penstroke stripped him of everything. Banished to the Abyss—a realm where authority is borrowed and divinity is mocked—he’s forced to start again from zero. But Noah doesn’t kneel. He hunts. With a chaos-born princess at his side and rebellion in his blood, he’ll tear through puppet monarchs, unravel the threads of fate, and claw his way back to the top. The narrative may bind others— But he remembers being the one who wrote it. This time, the story obeys him. And when the final page turns, even the Author will bleed.

On the day of her wedding, Evie Yong’s world shattered before her very eyes as her soon-to-be husband trashed all their past eight years of relationship by denying her at the altar, in the presence of everyone. Forced to watch her fiancé stolen, Evie couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister dared to plot such a scheming plan to ruin her completely. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Evie had to come up with a quick option to save herself from all this mess, and that was when she had to flee away from her wedding in shame and soon figured out a plan to strike back in such a way that her enemies would be put into ruins, just as they once did to her earlier. ... “Mr. Lu, it seems we're both victims of circumstance. My groom has abandoned me for my sister, and your fiancée has run away. Why don't we turn this awkward situation into an opportunity?” She smiled boldly. “Let's get married, right here, right now!” Westley’s expression remained unreadable, but briefly, a hint of intrigue flickered in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, “You're suggesting we marry each other, and also we are complete strangers?” Evie nodded in confidence. “Why not? We're both clearly compatible, and this way, we can both save face and gain a partner, except for the fact that this will be a contract marriage of six months.” Westley's gaze lingered on hers as if sizing her up. Then, he nodded slowly. “Very well, let's do it.” ... “You're either very brave or very reckless to make such an attempt in picking me as your husband in public,” he said after the marriage. “If I didn't try, we wouldn't have figured out a way to get this opportunity.” She responded. …. He's an almighty giant of entrepreneurship, standing high among moguls. She was born out of wedlock and denied by her family. She's been fighting tooth and nail to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of entertainment, refusing to let her illegitimacy define her destiny. Two strangers are brought together under one roof, but their newfound connection has dangerous people lurking around. There are evil people scheming and eagerly waiting for Evie’s downfall, and they are never going to stop until they successfully get her kicked out of the door. But what they did not know was that the seemingly "worthless" person they targeted was, in fact, the anonymous genius behind the mysterious bigshot shaking the entire world… And this time, she was about to unleash hidden capabilities beyond their wildest nightmares! #Sweetheart #1v1 #Secretidentity #Genius #Quicksweetsatifyingrevenge

From the outside, her life is flawless—until the sudden death of her best friend shatters everything she thought she knew. As grief takes hold, she finds herself trapped among toxic people who exploit her vulnerability and turn her world into a daily battle. When a brutal violation pushes her to the edge of despair, she begins to believe there is no way forward. But in the darkness, unexpected light appears. Through the unwavering support of true friends, family, and strangers who choose kindness, she learns that survival is not weakness—and that even after unimaginable pain, healing and hope are still possible.

In a novel where male omegas were regarded as trash, Seo Yujin discovered why his whole life was extra trashy. He wasn't just an omega, he was also a cannon-fodder in some trashy, straight omegaverse novel! And he only learnt this after his pathetic death. [Rebirth - Still an Insignificant Cannon-fodder] He woke up as his 18 year old self again. Just when his tragic journey in the entertainment industry was about to begin. But this time, he came prepared with a plan. Even if it meant disguising as an Alpha and joining an Alpha - Only K-pop survival show, Debuting in an All Alpha Group, Starring in BL Series/Movies/Shows to boast his acting career, Face slapping bastards that made his past life miserable; And even using the powerful men he meets in the industry as stepping stones, Anything to take him to the top of the Entertainment Industry as a "trashy" male Cannon fodder Omega in this novel. [Mysterious Cheat Code: An Irresistible dynamic pheromones that can even trigger ruts And an Aura that can pull attention] "Hmmm, that sounds good, right?" Yujin thought. Until reality hits. Now every Male Alpha, Beta, Enigma, and even Omega he meets somehow wants to breed him! Seo Yujin panicked "Back off, you h*rny beasts! I just want to be the King of this freaking entertainment industry! not make babies!" But at least his "straight" alpha roommate - The male lead of this trashy novel and his sole nemesis - is still sane. Right? Wrong. Jaehyuk pins Yujin to the wall and whispers to him, horny in his rut "Be my mate, and bear my baby" Yujin's soul left his body. "Wait, I'm still the INSIGNIFICANT cannon-fodder, right?!!" ******** OMEGAVERSE REVERSE HAREM WITH MULTIPLE LOVE INTERESTS [MC COLLECTS MLs LIKE POKÉMON] K-POP AND K- ENTERTAINMENT CORE R18 - SMUT BUT SLOW BURN COVER NOT MINE!!

Eilika Wolanski is the eldest daughter of one of Varos’ most respected merchants, but respect has never brought her kindness. A childhood accident left a scar across her cheek, and with it, a cruel label she can never escape. The “Unwanted Woman” of Varos. Mocked in public, pitied in private, and treated like a blemish to be hidden, Eilika grows up learning one painful truth, beauty matters more than character in high society. So when an unexpected marriage proposal arrives from the powerful House of Kingsley, no one believes it is real. The groom is Damian Van Kingsley, the widowed duke of Varos, feared for his cold temperament and admired for his unmatched looks and wealth. Rumors follow him like shadows. He has a secret mistress, a broken heart drowned in alcohol, and worst of all… A son he barely acknowledges. For Eilika, marrying Damian isn’t a dream. It’s the only option left for survival. Damian, once the kingdom’s most desirable nobleman, has been nothing but a hollow man since the death of his first wife. He has abandoned his responsibilities, pushed away his child, and lived with one vow burning in his chest. He will never replace his first wife. To force him back into duty, his mother arranges a second marriage, one he never asked for, and one he refuses to accept. Damian swears he will never touch her , will never look at her and will never treat her as his wife. But Eilika isn’t the greedy noblewoman he expected. She doesn’t ask for his affection. She doesn’t crave his title. She doesn’t even want his love. What Eilika wants… is something far more dangerous. A family. And perhaps that is the very thing Damian has been starving for all along. ~~~~ “This bed will remain cold until your last breath.” Damian’s voice boomed through the dark chamber. Eilika didn’t flinch at his words. Instead she replied gracefully, “I don’t seek love, Duke. You can visit your secret mistress every night… Just don’t come near me.” This marriage was never meant to become real, until the Duke's heart begins to betray its own rules.

[Stepmom/ sisters/ teacher/ daughters/ neighbours wife ] [Warning: Extreme Wish Fulfillment, Harem and Forbidden Romance. Detailed R-18 Scenes] "I was just a worthless, shut in gooner until Truck-kun decided my time was up. Now? I’ve woken up in the body of a 18-year-old billionaire heir with the face of a god. But there’s a catch. A floating screen in front of me...a sarcastic, foul-mouthed [Lust God System] It has given me a choice: "Seduce the beauties around me, or lose my 'manhood' forever. My targets? My cold, CEO step-mother who hates my guts. My two gorgeous step-sisters: one a bratty gymnast, the other a shy genius. The neighbor’s lonely wife who watches me from her window. With the System giving me God-tier skills like Instinctual Touch and Pheromone Aura I’m no longer just watching from the sidelines. I’m taking everything. Ladies Daddy's home.

From overworked corporate slave to… the fat niece of a future villain? At twenty-three, my life ended in the most ironic way possible—drowning in a lake while reading an online romance novel. When I woke up, I wasn’t just alive—I was inside that very novel. And worse, not as the princess or the healer or even the tragic maid. No. I woke up as Seraphine Agro, the silver-haired, chubby niece of the story’s main villain, Duke Tayler Agro—the man who would one day summon a famine, experiment on peasants, and get publicly executed. Awesome. Now I’m stuck in a half-collapsed mansion with stale soup, a broken “Duke” father who’s too kind for his own good, and an entire kingdom collapsing into plague and hunger. And to make things worse, the hero of the story—the dangerously handsome knight Sir Alex Canva—is on his way to inspect our lands. I know the plot. I know who dies. And I’m not planning to go quietly. Armed with sarcasm, stubbornness, and a questionable diet, I’m rewriting destiny—one disastrous choice at a time.

I was the Goldbane heiress. Gideon Vexwood was the lowborn wolf I married for love. I thought we were building a kingdom; I didn’t realize he was building my coffin. In one night, my world shattered. A tragic accident claimed my father’s life and stole my unborn child, leaving my body permanently broken. With the Pack Council threatening to strip my title unless I produce an heir, I was forced into a desperate gamble. I trusted my husband. I trusted my loyal maid. Together, we struck a secret surrogate deal to save the Goldbane’s right to the Alpha seat. I thought it was our salvation. I didn't know it was a trap. While I drowned in grief, Gideon and his mistress were celebrating my downfall, manipulating the very contracts meant to save me to turn me into a servant in my own home. They called it strategy. I called it war. For seven years, I played the victim. I endured their cruelty, letting them think they’d won while I forged a secret alliance with the only man they truly fear: Jarek Ashthorne. The infamous Rogue King. A man who rules the underworld with an iron fist and holds a debt to my father that he has never forgotten. He was supposed to be my weapon of revenge. I didn't expect him to be my salvation. Now, as the secrets of that fatal night emerge, the long game is finally over. They took my child. They stole my life. Now, I’m coming for their crowns. ____ Jarek hauled me forward until my chest collided with the rigid planes of his torso. “You have no idea, Elowen. Everything about you... every tear you shed for a man who doesn't deserve you… It’s all my business.” I shivered, but I clamped down on the sensation instantly. “Get your hands off me! I know what you’re doing. I’ve heard the stories, Jarek. Stay away from my marriage, stay away from my pack. And you better stay away from my life!” Yet, he pressed his face into the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply. “Is that what you call it, Elowen? I call it a wake-up call. But if you’d rather go back to your ‘Alpha’ and pretend that the walls aren’t closing in, be my guest.”