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Ming Sūlín was set up for success. She closed in, breathing slow, calm… poised to strike.   But she paused.   The adolescent sardine twitched—then turned sharply, its fins angling back toward her hidden position.   Her hand hovered, ready to move.   When—   It swam right over her.   No warning. No reaction. Just gliding inches above, exposing its pale underbelly—soft, clear, perfect vitals lit by the soft blue shimmer of the coral glow.   Ming's eyes flicked up—   Then froze.   A massive shadow spread over the reef. Something big.   Even near the glowing coral, her visibility didn't drop.   But the sight?   It shocked her.   A much larger sardine had appeared above them both.   Silent panic slammed through her system.   Please don't tell me—   Ahhh holy shit, is that the mother?! she thought silently, the words echoing in her skull like alarm bells.   Her pupils dilated as she ducked further beneath the jagged reef shelf, tucking herself deeper into the shadows.   The mother was easily five times the size of the juvenile.   FIVE. TIMES.   No shot she was ready for that. Absolutely not.   "Yeahhh, nope," she thought again, backing away with slow, controlled movements, palms half-raised in retreat. "Not up for that task, Coach."   She angled her body to slink sideways through the reef tunnel, slow and steady.   Let's take our winnings… and sneak away before the effects of her gear wear off.   As she moved through the tunnel, she tried to sneak through the small back entrance.   She moved.   Quiet. Quick. Unseen.   Or at least, that's what she thought.   She felt the mother fish before she saw it—gaining speed behind her, charging straight at her body.   Her eyes widened.   She quickly turned around, kicking hard with her flipper shoes, forcing her legs to pump as fast as they could. Don't look back. Don't look back.   But of course—she looked back.   The mother sardine opened her jaws, and a massive suction force pulled her straight toward the waiting maw.   Fuck no. This is not about to happen!   She yanked out her harpoon spear and broken fishing pole, slid off the first and second pole-necks together, stuffed the harpoon tip into the third pole hole, spun mid-water, and swam toward the open mouth—aiming right for the top of its throat as she was swallowed.   Inside the mother sardine's mouth, Ming Sūlín hung—literally—dangling from the roof of its mouth, gripping the harpoon/fishing pole combo she'd improvised.   Damn, this thing was in there good.   She stood upside down, her feet braced against the throat, and yanked with all her strength. The weapon came loose, and she dropped down onto its tongue, where she started her onslaught, stabbing and impaling over and over again—digging her way out of the thing.   Until finally, a notification flashed across her module:   [Congratulations! You have killed x1 Level 2 Adult Sardine.] [You received: 95 EXP | 5 Kill Points | New Skill: Digging Harpole] [Loot: x10 Fish Skin, x40 Ironscales, a Swallowed Fertilized Living City Egg (Alive), x3 Communicator Snail, x1 Young Half-Merman Escaped Slave (Alive), x36 Wood, x32 Stones, x98 Silver and x345 Copper Coin] [All items have been placed in inventory.]   Whoa… this fish really ate everything.   Wait… is that really a fertilized Living City Egg? Which god is watching over me?!   Forget it. She'd look through everything when she got back.   When the fish disappeared the egg was sent into the inventory but the passed-out young merman appeared in front of her.   The mermaid was quite young, looking probably about 10 maybe younger, and had scars covering his arms, his neck and back, and his legs which looked like they had scales once—now clean red raw, leaking with faint blood floating out of it. She collected him into her arms gently, making sure not to hurt him.   And the mother fish also swallowed a young merman?! A slave?! Are there more of them?   #action #faceslapping #gameworld #RPG #strongfl #sliceoflife #urban

Ratelsi lives in a world transformed by the Neo Opus energy storm, a world that shuns her kind. As runners, she and her best friend, Timoth were tasked with a routine delivery that goes sideways when they uncover an unexpected contraband. This small, unassuming package pulls blurs the lines between right and wrong, leaving Ratelsi to confront who she is, decide how she must live and if she's willing to fight for a world that may never accept her.

In the heart of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, within the mirrored walls of the futuristic city NEOM, "Happiness" is not a choice, it’s a digital mandate. Every citizen is connected to THURAYA, a sophisticated AI that filters reality, replacing the grim truth with a vibrant, perfect illusion. Leila lives a flawless life until a single-second glitch shatters the facade, revealing a world in ruins and a forgotten memory of her father. Now, hunted by the very system that claims to protect her, Leila must navigate the shadows of the "Ideal World" to uncover the truth. In a city where your own mind is your greatest enemy, can one girl’s awakening spark a revolution against the silicon heart of the desert?

#NoCP #PlayingPig (This novel is one of my favorites. I’ve gone back and reread it about 5–6 times now.) Jing Shu has seen the end of the world, and it’s literally a storm of epic proportions, and she’s been given the ultimate do-over: a ten-year rewind. Thrown back in time to just two months before everything goes to hell, she has one mission: to make her apocalypse as comfortable as possible. Forget just surviving. While others are scrambling for canned beans, Jing Shu is building a fortified sanctuary, raising soon-to-be-extinct poultry for gourmet meals, and cultivating a garden of forgotten veggies. Armed with a mysterious evolving cube that grants her a private pocket dimension and a magical spirit spring water, she’s set to ride out the disaster in style. But what’s the point of living like a queen if you can’t enjoy a little revenge? The apocalypse is about to get a serious upgrade in style, and Jing Shu can’t wait for her enemies to see what they’re missing. Let them hear the sizzle of her steak and smell the aroma of her barbecue. Their despair is just the seasoning she needs. In a world where humanity itself is changing, mutating into powerful "New Humans" fused with the chaos, Jing Shu is ready to evolve right along with them. She’s got her cube, her spring, and a plan. The storm is coming, and she has a front-row seat. === English Original Title:《I'm planting a field in the end times》 (Note: Title adapted for tone and readability while preserving the story’s core themes.) Status: Completed

The Light That Found Me is a slow-burn romance about ordinary courage, unexpected connections, and how a single moment of kindness can illuminate even the darkest corners of two lives.

A modern mother and her small daughter accidentally cross into a primitive world where technology does not exist—but kindness does. With no tools, no shelter, and no shared language, survival should have been impossible… yet the forest guides them, and a mysterious tribe decides to help.

This is very attractive novel ,story about a girl she see very difficulties in her life since childhood, but Her life suddenly takes a turn he meet her friend's brother that come from abroad ,but her sister likes her friend's brother also in abroad......

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

A bunch of one shots of fairy tail unpopular pairing. A/N - I accept requests

Wolves have everything. They are mythical beings possessing strength and magic, knowledge, wealth and beauty, all of it. All but love. Packs have no use for it, but for a female wolf it has become her only hope. And the only place to find it is in the muddly human fields and castles. So she embraces a forbidden moonlight curse and turns herself into a werewolf. With this she can seek men who will teach her about love. Be it knights or nobles, assassins or hunters, mistrels, merchants or adventurers, no matter how many she gathers they are the ones learning from her and yearning for more? It feels like love was a tall tale after all, but as long as her heart beats she will believe it exists and make them reveal its secrets to her.

A warlord feared across kingdoms—cruel as a monster, cold as ice—they call him the Cold-Hearted Monster. He shows no mercy. He feels no guilt. His presence alone silences crowds and sends even seasoned warriors to their knees. But during the royal hunting season, something unexpected happens. In the heart of the forest, amidst the rustling leaves and the scent of blood and steel, he spots something unusual—someone. A girl. Injured. Barely breathing. Her body is drenched in blood, adorned in torn yet expensive jewelry, suggesting nobility… or betrayal. She lies motionless on the cold earth, as if life is slipping from her with every passing second. And for the first time in years—his heart skips a beat. Why? Why is the cold-hearted monster… faltering? Does he know her? Or is it something else—something buried deep within him, long forgotten? But the questions don’t end there: Who is she? What happened to her? Was it a wild beast that tore her down—or humans driven by wild ambition? And above all… Will he save her? Or leave her to die? So many questions. But only one way to uncover the truth— Read the story.

“Oh my god! The prince sent an invitation for the upcoming royal ball!” Eleanor exclaimed, her voice trembling with excitement as she waved the golden-sealed letter in her hand. “The royal ball!?” Anna and Cindy squealed, nearly toppling over their chair in delight. “Shh! We don’t want Ella to hear about this,” Eleanor hissed, glancing nervously over her shoulder. And there she was, Ella, standing by the doorway with her eyes gleaming, ready to pounce on anyone in sight. “Did someone say balls?” Ella grinned widely, her smile wide enough to make her mother and sister flinch. “No, no—it’s a royal ball, a ball. It’s where people… dance,” Eleanor stammered, her voice faltering. “Well, then,” Ella said, her grin stretching further, “there’s going to be a lot of balls there.” And with that, Ella darted to her room, already rummaging through her drawers. Ella wasn’t just dreaming of going to the royal ball— she dreams of every ball. In a kingdom obsessed with beauty and perfection, Ella, long ridiculed as the “ugly half-sister,” has spent her life in the shadows of her graceful and adored sisters. However, Ella never allowed mockery to pierce her strange, unbothered world. She focused on the hobby that kept growing—collecting balls and other round-shaped items. When the royal family announced the grand ball to find a bride for their prince, Eleanor’s heart sank. She feared Ella’s oddities might bring embarrassment to their family. Desperate to uphold their name, Eleanor resolved to turn her awkward daughter into a refined young lady, no matter how severe the training. “Posture, Ella! You’re not a hunchbacked scarecrow!” “Smile softly, not like you’re about to eat someone!” But despite Eleanor’s strict lessons, Ella’s wild grin never faded. It only sharpened. When the night of the royal ball finally arrived, the palace glimmered under crystal chandeliers. The prince stood poised, the very image of perfection, until the grand doors opened. Ella entered, her gown shimmering with hundreds of tiny glass spheres sewn into the fabric, catching every flicker of light. The room fell silent as a faint, musical clinking echoed with each step she took. The prince turned, his flawless gaze locking with hers. Ella smiled, leaning close enough for only him to hear. “I’ve always loved balls,” she whispered. The prince’s lips parted slightly, his polished smile faltering as if he wasn’t quite sure what he was looking at. Ella tilted her head, her grin fierce and unrestrained. Then, the grand doors opened again. Gasps rippled through the crowd like a wave breaking on marble. With that, a mysterious woman in a simpler dress entered.

Aria never wanted power, wealth, or a loveless marriage—she wanted her best friend safe. When Kaya disappears without a trace after a night out with Lucien’s notorious friend Ron, Aria’s world fractures overnight. The police move too slowly, her family refuses to care, and the only man with answers is the one she distrusts most: Lucien —cold, controlling, and dangerously untouchable. Forced into a strategic engagement meant to unite powerful families, Aria makes a decision born of desperation—she will marry Lucien to find Kaya. Inside his mansion, she becomes both prisoner and predator, smiling on the surface while secretly hunting for clues. Surveillance cameras, locked rooms, hidden corridors—every inch of the estate feels like it could be hiding a truth no one wants uncovered. Lucien is everything Aria hates: dominant, unreadable, always ten steps ahead. And yet, beneath his ruthless reputation lies a man bound by rules—especially one he refuses to break: consent. Their relationship turns into a volatile game of push and pull, hatred tangled with attraction, suspicion laced with moments of unexpected care. Meanwhile, the truth behind Kaya’s disappearance begins to surface. Ron—the so-called playboy—is not the villain everyone assumes. Trapped by a carefully orchestrated setup involving drugs, deception, and surveillance, he becomes another pawn in a far more dangerous game. As Aria secretly uncovers CCTV footage and hidden messages, she realizes the disappearance wasn’t about desire—it was about control. At Ron’s birthday party, which doubles as the public announcement of Aria and Lucien’s engagement, secrets collide. Disguises are worn. Truths are overheard. And a single misstep sends Aria falling—literally—into Lucien’s arms, blurring the line between enemy and protector. As trust begins to crack the walls between them, Aria is forced to confront an unsettling reality: the man she planned to use may be the only one capable of helping her survive what comes next. Because Kaya isn’t just missing. She was taken. And whoever did it never expected Aria to fight back.

Hiraya Chavez never dreamt that death would cause her to transmigrate into the body of Carmelita Mendoza, the pretty young neglected pregnant widow of the rich and influential Mendoza family. Known by many names; a ruthless assassin, a masked vigilante, a master of deception, and the cyber mage, Hiraya was a legend both feared and abhorred. She was her own boss and bowed down to no one. But everything changes when Hiraya become the victim of a premeditated explosion. She wakes up in a hospital, with memories that do not belong to her and a friendly-looking nurse addressing her as Carmelita. "Who the hell is Carmelita?" ***** Orphaned at birth and forced to marry into a family that despises her, Carmelita Mendoza endured two miserable years of being married to a drunk, an abusive wife beater and a chronic gambler. Her seemingly pathetic life turns for the worse when her husband dies in a ghastly car accident. On the day of her husband's funeral, a man arrives at the memorial venue, flaunting naked pictures of himself and Carmelita entangled intimately, while claiming he is responsible for her mysterious pregnancy. Branded an adulterer and stripped of her entitlement to her husband's property, Carmelita is banished by her in-laws, with nothing except the torn clothes on her body. Rejected, broken, and depressed, Carmelita decides to take her own life by jumping off a tall building. However, instead of crashing on the cold, concrete floor, her body drops on the roof of a sleek grey Maybach Exelero, parked by the roadside. What would happen when Carmelita, now Hiraya, is confronted by Kendrick Silva - an enigmatic business tycoon and the third heir to the richest family in LampStone- for the damage to his car and for stealing his heart? Would she give love a second chance when she discovers that Ken is the mysterious man responsible for her pregnancy? And most importantly, what would she do to protect her adorable son when Hiraya's past life catches up with her?

Dr. Zayne Li has a secret. Three years ago, the renowned cardiologist stumbled upon an impossible ice cave in the forest outside Linkon City. What he found inside changed everything—a portal to a nightmare realm where monsters hunt humans, where the laws of reality bend and break, and where survival means becoming something you never thought you could be. He barely escaped. And he's spent every day since sealing that cave, ensuring no one else suffers the same fate. Until Hunter Nana Wang follows him one night.Curious, reckless, and too brave for her own good, Nana is Linkon City's strongest hunter—trained to fight Wanderers, not the impossible creatures that exist beyond dimensions. When a surprise attack shatters Zayne's carefully maintained seal, both of them are pulled through the portal into Avalon: a broken city suspended between life and death, where demons, vampires, and hybrids hunt the few remaining humans. Separated by the portal's cruel logic, Nana wakes in an abandoned classroom with no weapons, no backup, and no idea how to survive. Within minutes, she's being hunted. Within hours, she's convinced she's going to die. Then she meets Mina—a survivor who's been trapped in Avalon for a month, who teaches Nana that the only way to escape this nightmare is to become a nightmare yourself.As Nana learns to fight creatures that shouldn't exist, as she loses people she comes to love, as she grows harder and stronger and more desperate, one thought keeps her going: Find Zayne. Escape together. Survive. But Zayne is fighting his own battle, alone in a realm where he's already spent three years learning to be a killer. And when they finally reunite, they discover that Avalon has one rule that changes everything: The only way out appears once a year, during the blood moon cycle, when thousands of vampires wake and hunt. And anyone bitten transforms instantly. One portal. One chance. Two people who love each other enough to sacrifice everything. In Avalon, love isn't just about living together. Sometimes it's about choosing who gets to live at all.

Frank Tulliver and Timothy Dawson are masters of a cold world. Frank, a man who reclaimed his legacy through "ruthless" ambition, believes his heart is better "warmed by gold" than by the vulnerability of love. For him, life is a ledger where he "inhales profit and exhales losses". Timothy, the "astute and all-knowing" heir, views the world with a "curt and pragmatic" eye—until he encounters a girl who doesn't fit into a balance sheet. Enter Lydia Rivers. She is a "rare gift" in a society of "city boys" and "calculated alliances". She possesses a "quaint elegance" and "insanely expressive eyes" that speak a language these men have long forgotten: the language of the heart. As Lydia’s honesty and charisma dismantle their defenses, the "honorable" men of St. Georges find themselves entangled in a "tangled web" of their own making. The pursuit of power is replaced by a desperate thirst for the one thing money cannot move: true affection. In a high-stakes world where "numbers do not lie," Frank and Timothy must decide if they are willing to burn their empires to stay warm in the glow of a woman they can neither buy nor borrow. It’s a war of the few good men who are Greedy for Love and Love for Money.

Yona is many things but tied down was never one of them. The life of a priest is just as shameless and wild as any other. Huo You’na is a priest who hates trouble but is definitely not afraid to welcome it with open arms. sigh Why must her soulmates ruin all her fun?! #smut #r18 #reverseharem #faceslapping #billionaire #luckystar #reincarnation

He’s her one shot at freedom. She’s his only chance to believe in love. But falling for each other might get them both killed. After seven years as Scott's best friend, Stacy drops a bombshell: she’s leaving New York for an arranged marriage to Luca Cattaneo, the heir to one of America’s most feared mafia dynasties. Only then does Scott realize he’s been in love with her all along. A stolen kiss changes everything. painting a target on Scott’s back when it's aired on live TV. To protect him, Stacy activates a dead man’s switch seven years in the making and defies her father, Don Angelo Luciano, the most powerful mob boss in the country. But Don Angelo doesn’t forgive. And he never lets go. Scott, haunted by his past and terrified of love, stands by Stacy anyway. His quiet loyalty and fierce love crack the walls around her heart. For the first time, she dares to imagine a future outside her family’s bloody legacy. But the mafia plays a long game. When her father outsmarts the savant mafia princess, Stacy begs Scott to walk away. Instead, he sacrifices everything to go on the run with her. As starcrossed love battles legacy and their lives hang in the balance, one question remains: can Stacy outrun the empire she was born to rule or will it destroy them both?

What if the tragic story you once mocked… becomes the world you were thrown into? Xiao Zhi is an editor who loves tearing apart novel manuscripts for their cliche plots and cruel twists. But one day, she wakes up inside one of those very novels, as the unlucky princess destined to die a tragic death. The script says she will be married off to a barbaric prince, tortured, and killed tragically. But Xiao Zhi refuses to accept that ending. Armed with her editor’s sharp eye and modern wit, she vows to rewrite her fate, outsmart her enemies, and survive. The problem? No matter what she does, the story stubbornly plays out as it was written. Every move she makes only brings her closer to the death she’s trying to escape. How can she survive a story that refuses to be rewritten?

There are times—far too many times—when you feel that uncontrollable urge to kill someone. For Kaya, this… this was exactly that moment. “Repeat what you just said?” She’d seen hell on the battlefield—second-in-command of a military unit, dodging bullets, dragging traitors by the collar, and coming out alive with grit under her nails. But nothing, absolutely nothing, prepared her for the sight of her spineless husband flirting with her own sister. Right in front of her. “I could never marry a barbarian like you. The one I... I like is Meera—” Blah blah. The same pitiful nonsense again. You think—what could possibly be worse than this? And then, right on cue, your idiotic sister chimes in, completely serious, “I just poisoned you.” Wow. BANG. Before anyone could even react, Meera collapsed. Dead. Her so-called husband gasped like a fish dragged out of water. “Y-you…” He dropped to his knees, staring at Kaya like he was seeing a monster rise from the dark. “You killed your sister?! How could y—?” BANG. Second bullet. Same spot. He dropped like a puppet with its strings cut. Silence. ... Just when Kaya thought her story had finally reached its bitter end, the universe—no, god himself—decided to throw in one last, ridiculous twist. “Wife… wife, didn’t you say you were gonna eat me? Why’d you stop?” A snake beast, ridiculously charming and glowing like some immortal fantasy, clung to her, eyes gleaming. Another voice interrupted. “Shut up! My wife wants to cuddle me now—” A sparrow beastman leapt into her arms, like that made any sense. “Hic… wife, don’t you want me anymore?” A panda-like beastman sat beside her, huge, sniffly, and wronged like a child abandoned at a festival. Sitting in the middle of all this, Kaya was absolutely dumbfounded. ‘When the hell did all of this even start?’