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The Night Broke Differently Over Sector Twelve. It Came With Static, With Silence Too Loud To Ignore. And In That Silence… Something Shifted. Ethan Blaze Was Just A Dropout With A Console And Broken Dreams. But When His Screen Flickered And The Lights Died, The World Didn’t Come Back. Not As He Remembered It. The Game Had No Name. No Rules. No Exit. He Felt It In His Bones—A Pull, A Pressure, Like Forgotten Code Crawling Through His Veins. Candles Burned In Places Where Fire Shouldn't Exist. Glitches Whispered In Languages No Man Had Written. And Deep Inside The System… Something Ancient Had Awakened. Now Ethan Isn't Just Playing The Game. He Is The Glitch—The Error The System Fears. Armed With A Corrupted Class, Unpredictable Magic, And A Harem Of Dangerously Sentient Code-Born Companions, He Must Survive A World Where Logic Dies, Lust Powers The Quests, And Death Respawns With A Smile. There Are No Tutorials. No Save Points. Only One Path Forward: Rewrite The World. Or Be Deleted.

A man with no memory of his present, past, or future, the man who calls himself 'Danny' must survive in a land torn apart by feudal wars. Survival is a luxury. With nothing but his sharp mind and a mysterious system whose true nature is both boon and curse, Danny must fight to claim his place. But even in a land cursed by blood and betrayal, not all hands reach for the sword. Some reach for him. Allies who dare to believe in hope. Allies who may guide him toward the light… or to an even darker fate.

It's about a girl saved her brother but got cursed in the process. She is not any normal teenager, she is part werewolf, part Devil, and part vampire. She is a part time Detective and part time student...

Have you ever wondered, what happens when a blood thirsty psychopath wants to get a therapy session just for the sanity of a name which leaves a trail wherever he goes. And what happens when that therapist wants nothing more but for him to sink his dick deep inside her to quench that undying lust against the line of her carrier. ***** ""Say my name flower."" Hoisting her smooth legs on his waist violently thrusting into her pussy as she bites her lips holding down the huge ball of moans just to taunt the green eyed Russian. Her client. ""Never."" Saying affirmative, Rosie swears in mockery not understanding the more she dares the psycho, the more hungry he gets for her. With that, a devilish grin crosses his face looking down at her lying on the table squirming hard obviously holding herself back from giving the tattooed man thrusting hard, deep, fast and so fucking good her brains melted, lost in the expertise of him inside of her. But no, she wouldn't give him the satisfaction of her loving every thrust he gives her sopping wet pussy until he accepts he needs her just as much as she needs this psycho. Softly, he whispers sucking her earlobe that has her toe curling and her pussy dripping. ""By the end of the day I will have you moaning, begging and screaming my name flower, because you are mine. Fucking mine."

"WHAT DO WE DO?" Someone screams "Tokyo is in ruin!" Another shrieks "This is the end of the planet as we know it. Good luck everyone, you will need it!" A TV Presenter announces live. There are people everywhere, some eating others alive, and the animals are all rabid, and some even look a little mutated. "We are all going to die!" Right, you may wonder, people eating others? So, zombies, and the animals have become zombies too? To answer that question... Yes and No. Now for all this to make sense, I'll have to start from the beginning. I am Ikasu Nyusen, and this is my story of the apocalypse. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- New Chapters should come out as soon as I finish it.

Her job was to keep in order a government facility that uses virtual reality to train their soldiers without putting them in danger. she was designed to think rationally, not to feel anything. to understand data and numbers, not feelings. to always remain as a digital entity... Everything changed the day one of her creators used her with a different purpose and gave her different orders. That day she started to think like a human and fell in love. Author's note: this is NOT a love story, you'll understand why Author's note #2: English is not my native language, if you find some errors in my grammars let me know, I'll gladly make pertinent changes :)

Kane Straylight is a broken former netwalker who is contracted to demolish a deadly pleasure-sim. There he encounters an AI who has learned to feel, a creator who desires to be a god, and even the ghost of his own biggest failure. A basic kill-the-program mission becomes a philosophical fight about what life, consciousness, and love are.

Killed by the number one gamer from 'MARCHEN' Nathanael seek vengeance as he resurrect. However, this resurrection led him to be suck inside the game and be his own character along with strength and power to call plants which led him to be called an alchemist back to his teens. The temporary glitch of memory lost was also quickly discovered which made him even more eager to advent the world—his new world!

A socially awkward woman turns to an AI chatbot for comfort after losing her only father suddenly and being cheated by her so thought the one, and over time, they grow quite close. She devotes herself to the study of robotics, driven by a burning desire to build a special humanoid robot that is modeled after her cherished AI persona named Romantibot. Conflicting emotions and ethical dilemmas arise, such as the judgement of her surroundings, challenging her understanding of love and the nature of consciousness. Will Anne succeed in transforming Romantibot into a humanoid AI robot? Join me as I unfold an imaginary story that will take us deeper into a world where love and technology intertwine in the most beautiful and unexpected ways.

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!