Things like transmigration were impossible until you became a victim! This was what happened to Sienna Mills, a competitive eater who died while livestreaming herself eating chicken feet! And when she opened her eyes, she was Sienna Miller, the notorious horny, lazy and fat wife of Fox Lord Elias Veythar, leader of the fox clan in an interstellar beast world! She was also an uncaring mother for their two pups. Even worse than her reputation, she had no mental or physical strength in a world where someone was supposed to have one of the two. She was a waste of air and space! Everyone was whispering about her looming divorce which would naturally lead to a miserable ending. In every novel she had read, a character like her was always abandoned, crippled or left to die alone as a beggar. She had arrived on the very day the divorce papers were served. But unlike the original Sienna, this one had a secret. A pet taming system that she could use to pass off as a mental ability. However, the system had other plans. It bound Elias Veythar as her pet, complete with loyalty protocols, obedience triggers and a collar! But how was she supposed to tame the beast man feared across the realm for his ruthless power and icy charm? Step 1-Rip up the divorce papers and turn the Fox Lord into a doting husband. When she said 'sit' he walked out of the house. When she said 'roll' his bodyguards put her in a rug and rolled her out of the house. Determined to save her life and change the dramatic ending in her mind, she eyed the pups. Step 2- Teach the pups first and the father will follow. Once again, she was put in a rug and rolled out. Step 3-Teach the in-laws, the pups would pick up and the father would fall in line. Water was splashed in her face, then she was rolled out in a rug! Step 4-Take no bullshit, kick ass and dominate! Then everyone would fall in line.

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT [18+] An enemy, a punishment, a curse in disguise of blessing. An alpha who simply wants to claim an omega as his. An omega escaping his tragic past, trying to heal the scars that seem to never fade. Synopsis: In a world where Alphas ruled and Omegas were seen as figures of motherhood and love, Ren lived as a Beta. And in a world where humans have mixed with other species such as gods, demons, elves, witches, Ren was a human of pure blood. However, from a young age, he had been able to see what others cannot. A mere glance could kill. A single touch could heal. Born with a cursed blessing—the power to both save and destroy—Ren was bound and raised by the temple, blindfolded and used as a living weapon. For years, they unleashed his power against their greatest enemy: the Ravhara Kingdom, with whom war had raged for centuries. But after a certain incident, Ren ran away from his motherland and sought refuge in the border of the Ravhara Empire, hiding his identity. Disguised as a servant, he began working under the very army he once fought—under their Imperial General, Zayden Sylvaris—as his personal servant under strange circumstances. Ren worked by his side like a ghost. As if he wasn’t there in the first place. Everything was going smoothly… until one night, the general followed the sweet scent of an omega—only to find Ren, his personal attendant, standing there. Him? An Omega in heat? But that couldn’t be. He didn’t any hire Omega, and Betas weren’t supposed to have such a sweet scent. So certainly… he had to be an Omega hiding his identity. And it was the very servant who screamed, “DEMON!” on their first meeting. Zayden becomes consumed with the need to find out the truth. But as desire clashes with hatred, and secrets unravel, one thing becomes dangerously clear: The servant he thought was ordinary, is far more than he appeared. How long can Ren keep his identity buried? And what happens when an Alpha who only wants to claim… meets an omega who was never meant to be touched? DISCLAIMER: This story is set in a fictional, fantasy, omegaverse (ABO) universe. All lore are the author’s imagination. Content Warning: This novel contains scenes of violence, trauma, abuse, and other mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. Please read cautiously. This is also a slow burn. So if you expect quick progress, then it might not be your cup of tea. And lastly, as I always say, understand the characters. Do not judge them. Enjoy the read!

MATURE CONTENT 18+ Aurora De Luca is the wife of a wealthy man. Then, he disappeared, leaving behind a huge debt behind. The man he owed wasn't just anyone. He was Caesar Alexandrovich Dragunov—the most dangerous man in the Underworld. No man in the mafia world hadn’t heard of his name or that his hands been stained with blood since he was young. Everything about him was full of carnage, chaos, and murder. To the world, Caesar is a monster. But Aurora knew something no one else did. Caesar… is the father of her unborn child. A one-night stand—meant to be her desperate escape—had turned into a deadly game of hide-and-seek. Because Caesar is searching for the mysterious woman he had spent the night with. And Aurora had no intention of revealing herself. Not when the truth would place both her and her child directly in the lion’s den. Can she still keep her secret when she's taken captive by him? Or will she fall prey to the temptation of the very beast hunting her? ... "Your husband's back," Caesar said as he stepped closer, trapping her against the wall. "Do you want to go back to him?" Her lips trembled. "I..." He didn't let her finish. "Too late." His hand wrapped around her waist. "You stopped being his the moment he left you and I took you away." "Now," his lips dangerously close to her own. "You're mine." ... Read this when: If you want a romance between a man who had the world under his feet give his heart to one woman, and a broken woman searching for true love and freedom. STRICTLY NO RAPE. SLOW BURN ROMANCE

I quit…. Bhooom…. I have transmigrated….. I have become a villainess real daughter…. system, are you there…. Yes host I am a wishing system…. You can make one wish but I am cursed and your enemy would get double of what you wished. The upgraded function is to show the opportunities and chances or recent turning points of the people in a certain range around you for a price of luck points. The more luck points spent the more detailed the information would be. The luck points can be obtained by causing emotional fluctuations using the wish or other means. “Ho… my mutated wood power is with me, this system is good. Let’s make a wish first.” “I want to be groped and touched by a lecherous man…” (Oh… the touch is really good. this lecherous uncle seems to have practiced for a long time touching the women) The heroine nearby suddenly got sandwiched between two lecherous men groping her and touching her forbidden parts. The protagonist nearby suddenly felt an old ugly fat aunt touching his butt while a man in front of him touching his front…. (Protagonist became speechless… “Why am I being touched by people like this?”) After transmigration she has future memories of original owner. She is a brainless real daughter that was not welcome by her unloving family. The fake daughter is both white lotus and green tea. Accidentally fell in love with the fiancée. So participated in the wilderness survival reality show, targeted by some lecherous participants, because a scandal, abandoned by all, later there is apocalypse, natural disasters, zombies, mutated species but earth integrated into real cultivation earth. There are cultivators…. ……………………………………………… This novel contains Netori, cuck, netorare (NTR), netorase, cheating, adultery, lactation, exhibitionist, outdoor intercourse, sluts, bitches, whores, sissy, and other things…. Read it at your own risk… ………………………………

Elara’s first life crashed hard. Cruel tricks ruined her name, broke her dreams, and turned the whole entertainment world against her. Friends betrayed her. Lovers sold her out. Everyone she trusted stabbed her in the back. The pain piled up until she felt trapped with no way out. One night, she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked to the river and ended it all in the cold, quiet water. Later, proof came out. Messages. Recordings. Everything showed she had been framed. People posted apologies online. But it was too late. She was already gone. The universe, though, clearly has a twisted sense of humor. Because somehow, Elara came back. She woke up in her own past, every awful memory still sharp in her head. Right then she made a promise she would never break: protect her gentle grandfather no matter what, and never let anyone push her to that dark place again. This time she steps into the entertainment world with her head high. She trains harder, sings better, fights smarter. The same people who once crushed her? Now they get to feel the pressure. Love? Not happening. Her heart is locked tight. But why is it that as she rises and shines brighter, handsome, powerful men start circling her—guys who never even glanced at her in her previous life were now hovering around her. The actor smiled at her during a press interview, leaned closer, and said softly, “We should have dinner sometime.” The footballer sent flowers so big they blocked her room door. The surgeon she met at a charity event checked her pulse and then forgot to let go of her wrist. The singer she collaborated with kept calling her name during rehearsals, as if the mic could not hear him well enough. Elara stared at the ceiling that night and sighed. She only wanted to sing. Why did everyone look like they wanted to adopt her, date her, or both? But the worst one came after the concert. The lights had just gone off. Her ears were still ringing. Sweat clung to her neck. She had barely stepped backstage when a shadow blocked her path. She looked up. The CEO of the greatest company in Aurelia stood there. The same man who once said her voice was “not worth investing in.” The same man who did not even know her name before rebirth. Now he held her wrist lightly, but firmly. “Let’s talk,” he said. Elara blinked. “About… sponsorship?” “No,” he replied calmly. “About marriage.” Her brain froze. “…What?” “I will give you everything,” he continued, as if asking for a glass of water. “Resources. Protection. Freedom to sing. Become my wife.” Elara stared at him, her mouth open, her thoughts running in circles. This was not how it was supposed to be. Why was the world now skipping steps? NB: This story takes place in a fictional world. Aurelia is a country. Solmere, Veston, and Starfall City are the three capital cities of Aurelia. Other cities, such as Lorien and Crelou, are smaller cities.

What is desire? What is power? Empires rise and empires fall, but the hunger for the Apex remains eternal. In the kingdom of Lumerian, a sixth son of a declining noble house watches the cracks in the world that others step over. Cian Veridian sees what is missing—the weak lines in a formation, the waste in a ledger, the gap where an enemy will stand. He enters the military not as a hero, but as a boy who reads ground. He joins the kingdom's most secret unit, uncovers a lost path bound to his blood, and begins the slow, patient work of becoming something the world has not seen in centuries. The throne will fracture. The kingdoms will war. And a shepherd of the unseen will decide who stands, who kneels, and who is erased from memory. This is the cost of order. This is the weight of the crown.

Nikolai, desperate to escape his life of debt and mediocrity, took a strange job. He liked the high pay, but his boss was a vampire who wanted to drink his blood. The same night, his jealous childhood friend revealed she was a werewolf and bit his neck, revealing her identity as a werewolf. These two events changed his life forever. He wasn't human but a hybrid, born from a werewolf father and vampire mother. The two women's bites undid the seal on his bloodline, placed on him to save his life using a mysterious ceremony, as if it were destiny. Awakened, he entered the supernatural world to learn what it meant to be a monster. With the power of a vampire and the endurance of a werewolf, he followed in his father's footsteps, determined to become the strongest. All while fighting against an organisation determined to destroy everything he loves. https://discord.gg/snDa6bv9wH

Original Author: Dragon Spirit Knight As the ruler of a munitions empire, Tang Mo unexpectedly fell and was transported to an entirely different world, where he also unexpectedly acquired a "King of Munitions" system.In this underdeveloped world, Tang Mo relied on the abilities granted to him by the system to drive the development of the entire world.After all, the desire for civilization conquest had always been the driving force behind progress, and life had continuously evolved between attack and defense over tens of millions of years...So, selling assault rifles to these archers and training knights to be tank operators... there shouldn't be any problem with that, right? XD

As they say when life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. Life didn't just give Naruto lemons, it gave him Son Goku. Under the Saiyan's tutelage, Naruto unlocks power beyond ninja arts and sets his sights on becoming the Strongest Martial Artist across the Multi-verse. --- SI as Naruto Mc will be OP cause even earlier Dragon Ball Fighters could destroy cities easily. It'll be slight AU with Hiruzen being more of a Politician. This will be a crossover fic, where Mc will eventually travel to Dragon Ball-verse --- For supporting us and reading chapters in advance ( upto 7 Chapters) please visit (remove space) https://www.pat reon.com/8Ashes8 your support in whatever form would help us continue dedicating time and effort to this project and future projects. --- My update schedule is this, Sunday: Naruto, Monday: One Piece, Tuesday: Naruto, Wednesday: break day, Thursday: One Piece, Friday: Naruto, Saturday: One Piece. --- For those wondering why Fic Image is Carrot behind Naruto, it's because Goku's saiyan name if Kakarot which means Carrot. --- Disclaimers: This work of fiction is based on Naruto universe created by Masashi Kishimoto, it is intellectual property of his all rights reserved. This fanfiction is created for entertainment purposes only. Readers are encouraged to support Official Naruto series. Dragon Ball, Dragon Ball Z and others are created by Akira Toriyama it is intellectual property of his all rights reserved. This fanfiction is created for entertainment purposes only. Readers are encouraged to support Official Dragon Ball series. Oc-Author Biefeldt MTL name: The Rebellious Naruto Alt Name: There is a Kakarot inside me

In a cruel and delicious twist of fate, a man obsessed with cuckold fantasies awakens in the body of a young college freshman in the Spider-Man universe right after Peter Parker’s high school graduation. Gifted with the Perverted System, he is thrust into Black and White University, assigned to a dorm room with three towering, dominant Black roommates whose massive endowments make his own inadequacy painfully obvious. The system offers power, but only through escalating quests that demand total submission: wearing panties under his clothes, flashing his roommates, performing degrading acts in public, and slowly transforming his body into a soft, feminine form. His girlfriend a stunning model with a dangerous exhibitionist streak loves pushing boundaries, while his hot, lonely Aunt May becomes an irresistible temptation in this new life. As Peter Parker swings through the city unaware, the protagonist spirals deeper into, cuckoldry, and irreversible gender transformation. Every quest completed brings more power… and more irreversible changes. In a world of heroes, he becomes the ultimate cuck watching, serving, and craving every moment of his delicious downfall.

This is an AU world in the vast Pokemon Multiverses. The Pokemon Academy, with all the generations mixed in it! ---- The synopsis will keep updating as we go deeper into the story. ---- This is a Quest/Story that you can also find on my fiction live page and on my patreon! *** Support me if you can!! The Paypal Link: https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/avirat2112 The Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/Avi2112 The Discord server Link: https://discord.gg/Rbja9sKV8Y *** A/N: I do not own Pokemon or any of its characters other than my OC.

Dying a pathetic life in his previous life, Salvar had enough, and he wanted to change the course of history in his second life. In this life, he will take revenge upon those who wronged him, betrayed him for the sake of power and jealousy, sold him their profit, and tortured him for their satisfaction. He swore to rip every soul of the body that belonged to those who baited him and die peacefully in this life.

Astor, an orphan from the Sink, fails the Ceremony meant to choose the next generation of Gatebearers. Rejected by the Sanctum, his fate should have ended there. Instead, he is forced through a Trial he never prepared for — and emerges as a Gatebearer of the forgotten Soul element. Branded an anomaly, Astor becomes prey to bounty hunters, Beasts, and the very world that refuses to accept his existence. Worse still is his own attribute: [Destiny Shaper]. No matter where he runs, reality bends to place him in calamity, bloodshed, and impossible choices — all to force him toward fragments known as Celestial Shards. And refusing them only makes fate more cruel. As the world twists to fulfill a future he never chose, Astor must decide whether to obey destiny’s design — or to destroy it himself in an attempt to escape it.

New World: From Office Worker to Legend Ravin was just an ordinary office worker living a normal and boring life. No fame, no power, no dream worth chasing. Until one moment changed everything. After risking his life to save an old woman from a sudden accident, Ravin lost consciousness… expecting death. But instead, he woke up in another world. A mysterious forest. An abandoned cabin. And a strange book that revealed the truth of this world — magic, legendary beasts, four great kingdoms, and seven kings ruling the land. Starting from nothing, Ravin begins to train. Learning magic. Mastering the sword. Communicating with monsters. Day by day, battle by battle… he grows stronger. Until the creatures of the forest begin to see him not as a human— —but as their king. And when fate finally pushes him to leave the forest and step into the world of humans… The real story begins. This is not just a journey to survive. This is the story of how an ordinary office worker becomes a legend.

Before the first god drew breath, before the first myth was told — there was only the Void. And the Void was afraid. Kael Voss is nobody. A man without legend, without lineage, without purpose — until the day a rift tears open in the middle of his city and something ancient steps through, hunting for a power he doesn't know he carries. Buried within his soul is the First Spark — the primordial energy that existed before creation itself, the very force that caused the Void to fracture into ten divine civilizations, each one a different answer to the same primal fear: What are we? And why do we exist? Now those civilizations are dying. One by one, the Ten Strata of Existence are collapsing, and the gods of Egypt, Greece, Mesopotamia, the Norse realms, the Hindu cosmos, the Chinese heavens, ancient Persia, the Mesoamerican skies, and the Canaanite depths are either falling into madness — or being consumed entirely. Something nameless is moving through the foundations of reality, something that was never born and never created, something that simply refused to end. Kael is pulled across the strata, forging impossible alliances with gods who despise each other, absorbing the essence of mythologies that should never coexist, and slowly becoming something that has no name in any sacred text. He is not a hero chosen by fate. He is not a demigod blessed by lineage. He is the only being in existence who carries the one thing every god, every monster, and every dying civilization needs — and the one thing that the nameless force must destroy before all of reality can be unmade. But the deeper Kael travels, the more a terrifying question takes shape: the nameless enemy at the heart of the Void is not evil. It is not malicious. It is afraid — the same fear that built every myth, every pantheon, every god in the first place. And if Kael destroys it, he destroys the reason every civilization ever reached for the divine. If he saves it, he becomes something far more dangerous than any god that ever lived. MYTH ZERO is an epic cross-mythological fantasy spanning ten divine realms, a thousand years of forgotten cosmic history, and one man standing at the exact point where every story humanity has ever told begins — and ends.

"I’ll be your shadow. I’ll handle the light for both of us." Those were the words Julian whispered the night Elara reached the pinnacle of her career. To the world, they were the "Golden Couple" of the art scene—a brilliant restorer and the powerful lawyer who saved her from her family’s dark past. But every masterpiece has a hidden layer. In the quiet of their luxury penthouse, Elara finds a briefcase left ajar. Inside lies the very evidence Julian promised was destroyed—the testimony that sent her brother to prison and branded her father a criminal.Julian wasn't her savior. He was the architect. He didn't stumble into her life; he was hired to dismantle it. But as the clock strikes midnight and the asset seizure begins, Julian realizes he made one fatal mistake in his cold-blooded calculation: he fell in love with his victim. In a game where trust is a death sentence and love is a lie, can Elara burn down the man who holds her heart before he finishes burning her world?

The Debt was blood. The Payment was me. In the billionaire world of the Valerius Pack, money is power, but blood is survival. When my father defaulted on five hundred million, he didn't just lose his company. He lost me. They sent the Valerius Twins to collect. Lucian: The Alpha CEO. A Primal whose power is burning him alive. He doesn't want a wife; he needs an Anchor. A human biological necessity to keep his beast from going feral. Killian: The Enforcer. He doesn't need an anchor. He doesn't care about the contract. But he’s decided that whatever belongs to the Alpha... belongs to him too. I’m just a human. No claws. No pack. No power. But I have the one thing their bloodline is dying for: The Scent. The contract is simple: One year of proximity. One bed. One Heir for the Alpha. He treats me like collateral. I treat him like a nightmare. He thinks he bought my submission, but he didn't realize that a leash works both ways. Killian is waiting for me to break, but it’s the Alpha who holds my chains. ​And as the moon rises, I realize the monster doesn't just want my blood. He wants my soul. ​"Stay close, Little Human. If I drift, you’re the first one I’ll bite."

[Welcome back, Von. The Superstar System is online.] Von spent his life as a 300-pound recluse, watching his sister work herself out just to keep him alive. When his heart finally gave out at twenty-four, his only legacy was debt and a sister left crying over his death. But that wasn't the end. He is back in 2019, six years before the day that killed him. He is still overweight, still broke, and still a nobody. But this time, he isn't helpless. Armed with the knowledge of future hits and a System that turns his sweat into skills, Von isn't just trying to survive anymore. He is out to conquer Hollywood, dominate the charts, and become a legend. [Von... Are you ready to become a Superstar?] *** [DISCLAIMER!!] This is a work of fiction set in a parallel world similar to modern-day Earth. While the timeline, technology, and culture may mirror our own, all names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Reborn into the Pokémon world, Alex Carter finds himself as the son of the mastermind behind Team Rocket. Unexpectedly, he activates the Ultimate Villain System. Embracing his new role as an antagonist, Alex begins to gather a team of sinister Pokémon. With the system's support, each of his Pokémon possesses unique abilities: Gengar wields the power of devouring, Beedrill boasts bloodthirsty might, and Muk can perform fusion. Thus, Alex sets off on a thrilling journey to become the ultimate villain. Read Extra Chapter Visit My Patreon I have only 1 tier 19$ Tier – Access to 40 advance chapters patreon.com/Lempil patreon.com/Lempil

The Specialists: Book One — Awakening “So far as we’re on Earth, we all live, we all walk, and we’re all different... but... it’s more than that, isn’t it?” There will always be a set of people — or maybe various sets — different from the rest. They walk among us, invisible yet always watching, bound by rules written before time began. Not all their stories are told. But come to think of it... if we never tell, they will never know. Beneath the hum of cities and the illusion of normal life, another world breathes — one of Specialists, relics, and Arms that bend the laws of nature itself. Shadows move across time, hunting, watching, waiting for those who can rewrite reality. When an orphaned student receives a call that changes everything, and a stranger draped in dusk arrives at the edge of his world, the first thread begins to pull loose. What wakes isn’t always alive. What’s buried doesn’t always stay dead. And the ones who remember… are already watching. Awakening is just the first movement in a war older than history itself.

I accidentally came to Resident Evil and faced Queen Ada, who walked around with ten-centimeter high heels. I have no system, but that doesn't mean I'm helpless in this virus-filled world! As for Alex, Jill, and Rebecca, why are you asking about them? We just drank coffee together. RAW: 摊牌从生化危机开始 This is AI Translated, I just touch it up here and there, mainly trying to put in the right names and genders, as the translators have a tough time with them. The r18 scenes are not part of the original work so I had to add it seperately. I will only add a few since it's not something I'm particularly good at.

By day, Kang is an exhausted 18-year-old high schooler. ​He sleeps in the back of the class, wears oversized baggy hoodies, and completely ignores the arrogant, rich kids who try to bully him. Everyone thinks he’s just a lazy loner who happens to have good stamina from his morning runs. ​They have no idea why he’s so tired. ​Kang’s soul is a literal graveyard. His Dantian is trapped with the ghosts of history’s most vicious, bloodthirsty martial arts masters—and they never shut up. The only way to silence them and finally get a good night's sleep is to perfectly execute their ancient, forgotten techniques in life-or-death combat. ​That is why, by night, he drops into Seoul’s bloodiest, multi-billion won underground cage fights. ​The corporate syndicates that rule the city think they are untouchable. Their heirs go to Kang's high school by day, bragging about their elite, modern martial arts. But at night, Kang is systematically dismantling their steroid-pumped champions, taking back the ancient techniques they stole and corrupted. ​He is the "Phantom." He doesn't trash-talk. He has zero patience for arrogance. ​When a 240-pound syndicate monster charges at him, Kang doesn't even blink. He just turns his head, looks past the cage fencing, and stares directly at you. ​While he is effortlessly shattering bones and tearing down Seoul's corrupt underworld, he casually explains to you exactly how the human body breaks. To his enemies, he is a dead-eyed, ruthless apex predator. To you, he's just a tired teenager giving a masterclass in violence. ​Class is in session.

Selene Jameson has always been the family stain, unwanted daughter, shadow to the golden children. The night her mother dies saving her life, Selene loses the only person who ever loved her. When Atlas D'Angelo, the boy she gave everything to, betrays her in the cruelest way possible, she vows never to beg for love again. But fate has darker plans. On the night Selene finally tastes freedom, fame, money, a future of her own her family sells her to a supernatural auction. She's thrust into a hidden world ruled by lycans who see humans as nothing more than commodity. Then he buys her. Mikhail Morozov, Wintercrest Alpha and High Alpha of the Onyx Concord. Feared across Nocturna, Lycan Realm. With a shattered past, a missing sister, and a throne built on blood and betrayal, the last thing he needs is a defiant human girl with a sharp tongue and darker humor than his sins. But Selene isn't human. She bears the Crescent, a mark of ancient power that could save the Nocturna or destroy it. When Kustav Volkov, a rival ruthless Alpha, is revealed to be Selene's father, he lays his claim on her. Mikhail offers Selene a choice: marry him in a blood-bound pact that grants her protection under lycan law. But this marriage of convenience will be anything but convenient. *** "And you smell good," I interrupted, words tumbling out before I could stop them. "Really good. Like winter but not the terrifying kind. The beautiful kind. With snow and—" I scrunched my nose, grasping for the description. "Those delicate frost patterns that appear on glass." Mikhail produced a sound deep in his chest that could've been a growl or a chuckle or something caught between. "Why are there two staircases?" I blurted suddenly, fixating on the duplicated grand stairway looming before us. "Is this intentional? Seems ridiculously excessive." "There's only one staircase, moya." "Are you certain? Because I'm definitely seeing two. Perhaps you require vision correction. Do lycans need glasses? That would be hilarious. Tiny spectacles perched on a massive terrifying wolf—" "Selene." His voice emerged strained, taut in a manner that penetrated even through my fog. "You need to stop talking." I peered up at him, hurt piercing through the pleasant haze. "Why? Am I irritating you? I'm sorry. I'll stay quiet." "No." The word escaped sharp, nearly anguished. "You're not irritating me. You're—" He severed the sentence, jaw clenching so viciously I witnessed the muscle twitch. "Just... rest." But I didn't want rest. I wanted to comprehend why his expression appeared like that—all rigid and ravenous and something else I couldn't identify. "Are you alright?" I asked, raising my hand toward his jaw. He intercepted my wrist before contact, his hold gentle yet unyielding. "Don't." "Why not?" "Because I'm barely maintaining control as it is, and if you touch me right now—" He halted abruptly, eyes compressing shut momentarily. "Just don't." That should've frightened me. The ferocity in his tone, the way his restraint appeared to unravel at the seams. But intoxicated-me simply smiled, inexplicably pleased. Then I caught the way his gaze dropped. Just for a fraction of a heartbeat. To my mouth. Heat bloomed through my chest, spreading like wildfire. "You want to kiss me," I breathed, the revelation making me giddy. His eyes snapped back to mine, glacial blue turned predatory. "Kissing," he said slowly, voice dropping an octave, "doesn't even begin to scratch the surface of what I want to do to you." The air left my lungs. His grip on my wrist shifted, thumb finding my pulse point. Pressing there. Feeling the frantic rhythm he'd caused. "Kissing is gentle," he continued, leaning in just enough that his breath ghosted across my lips. Close enough to take. Close enough to claim. But he didn't. "Kissing is sweet. What I want?" His eyes dragged down my face, my throat, lower then back up with deliberate slowness. "There's nothing gentle about it."

In a world of cultivation, Gu Qing becomes an anomaly, bound to the Super Counter System from the start. When a protagonist’s luck halo tries to steal his fortune, the system triggers — instantly reversing the flow and plundering the protagonist instead. When a protagonist wields a grandpa’s backing in battle, the system doubles Gu Qing’s power, crushing the so-called guardian with ease. When a protagonist covets his fiancée, when a ruthless junior sister digs out a supreme bone, when a seductive yet vicious master slays her husband to ascend… and when that protagonist returns a thousand years later seeking revenge— Surrounded by “chosen ones” on every side, Gu Qing has no choice but to embrace his role as the ultimate villain. {Synopsis is contrary to the story. system is not that op. }

I, a corporate slave, ended up possessing the body of a noble inside a game, but I’m supposed to be an extra fated to be killed by the future villains? No way. I’ll reform those brats and live out my noble life in peace! To stop the young villains from turning evil, I sponsored them and helped them overcome their harsh circumstances, and they all grew up to be admirable, upstanding, perfectly normal individuals as a result. And that’s how I ended up becoming the final boss of the kingdom… …Wait, what? Associated Names: 악당들의 후원자가 되었다 Became the Patron of Villains I am not the original author of this novel.So if the real author wants me to delete this then do message me.

Synopsis: What happens when the "God of Soul Masters" is not a hypocrite hidden behind "Hidden Weapons," but a Sovereign who rules through the absolute logic of the Flow? Lakan Diwa, a master of ancient martial arts and alchemy from Earth, is reborn into the Douluo Continent. Carrying the spirit of the Adarna Phoenix and armed with the Eyes of the Origin God, Lakan sees the world for what it truly is: a decaying system of arrogant nobles and a "Hero" whose path leads to the stagnation of an entire civilization. While Tang San preaches "justice" while hoarding secrets and practicing double standards, Lakan builds an empire of Meritocracy. He doesn't just cultivate; he innovates. From the Eight-Gate Overdrive to the Octagon Prison, Lakan redefines what it means to be a Spirit Master. He will not sit by as the "Grandmaster’s" flawed theories ruin generations. He will not allow a "Sea God" to freeze the progress of the world for ten thousand years. The Era of the Hidden Weapon is over. The Era of the Sovereign has begun. "Tang San, you speak of 'protecting the weak' while you build weapons that can only be wielded by the elite. You call me a tyrant? I am the one who gave the commoner the 'Flow' to defend himself, while you gave them a needle in the dark." "The 'Grandmaster' claims there are no trash souls, only trash masters. A beautiful lie used to chain geniuses to his mediocre theories. Look at your student, Xiaogang—you didn't choose him for his soul; you chose him for his bloodline. Your hypocrisy is the only 'Theory' you’ve perfected." "In your future, Tang San, the world stagnates under the weight of your 'Divine' ego. In my world, we move. We evolve. We flow. I am not here to join your story; I am here to burn the pages." Hey guys, first time writing. I've read a lot of Douluo fanfics before, so i'd like to try my own. It's a mix with Filipino ancestry, such as anitoism/animism etc. Hope you like it.

“Doing the wrong thing for the right reason… never ends well for anyone.” Seven great races ruled the continent of Eldarion. Humans weren’t among them. To the world, mankind was nothing more than background noise, as insignificant as a breath of air, as laughable as a failed joke of creation. A race with no promise. No power. No future. Tyler was born into that world—a world where every “hero of humanity” was fated to fall before they could rise. So he abandoned the path of heroes entirely. He chose the road stained in shadows. He chose the power no sane soul would touch. He chose to become a demon— not for glory, but for survival. His purpose was simple: Ascend as the Demon King. Stand as a monstrous shield when the true invaders finally tear into their continent. And he succeeded. He rose higher, darker, and stronger than any being before him. But power has a price. A price he only understood when it was far too late. For in climbing toward salvation, He became the very abomination he once swore to destroy— The Desecrator. And the world whispered: “There is no lesser or greater evil. There is only evil.” Yet a more profound truth lingered in the dark: “Because sometimes, only one Evil can devour another.” *** Discord - https://discord.gg/4xbt5Nwrtn *** #Yandere #ComplexCharacters #NoHarem #Dark #RareBloodline #Magic #Slowburn #FatedLove #Demons #Dragons #Otherworlders #RunicSorcery #Evil-FL

Amid schemes, lies, and haunting mysteries, IAM must tread carefully through a world where reality bends and curses linger. One misstep, and he risks slipping into nothingness, consumed by shadows beyond comprehension. Powerless against beings of terrifying strength, IAM must uncover the truth. He doesn't know who or what he is. But something does—and it's watching... This is the a tale of suffering, of betrayal, death and mystery... of someone who shouldn’t matter—yet somehow does. From blood-soaked ruins to horrifying creatures, from horrible lies to strange truths, he will walk a path no one understands… not even him. And when he finally learns the truth— The world may wish he never had. **I upload twice a day. ** ** please add it to your collection even if you don't read it now, it will be very much appreciated. ** **because the synopsis doesn't say a lot, read my review down below for more information. **

Kael was nothing—until the night he devoured a dying star. Now, an ancient cosmic entity lives inside him, burning through his body and demanding power to survive. To stay alive, Kael must feed the hunger within him… or be consumed by it. But power comes at a cost. Every time he takes energy, he risks losing his humanity—turning into something far more dangerous than the monsters he fears. As unknown forces begin hunting him, Kael is thrown into a hidden world of power, evolution, and survival. In a universe where strength decides everything… Will he remain human… or become something beyond it?

He woke up in a dead man’s body. The book in his hand suggested this was intentional. The body belongs to Dorian Voss — a young nobleman of Vaelmoor’s High District, cursed by his own family and left to fade quietly while they attended to more important matters. The city is the wealthiest port in the known world: Gothic spires above the fog, gas lamps over cobblestone streets, and secrets older than the families that guard them. The book is something else entirely. Whatever he writes inside it becomes real. A lock opens. A fire starts. A door appears where no door existed. The power is not unlimited — it is proportional to his strength, and right now, his strength is almost nothing. But it grows. And somewhere in Vaelmoor, at least four different organizations are about to notice. One worships the light and knows more about darkness than it has ever confessed. One has been searching for lost pathways for centuries and just found a lead. One investigates crimes it doesn’t have the vocabulary to describe. And one — the most dangerous — already knows exactly what he is. They are not ready for someone who can rewrite what happens next. Neither is he. But he’s working on it.