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DROPPED. --- Synopsis: I transmigrated into a novel that I read years ago as the second Prince of the Chrono Empire and was fated to be killed by my half-brother, the First Prince at the age of 12. So, What's my role in this novel? Am I the villain? Am I an insignificant extra? Am I the protagonist? Nah, definitely not. But, why bother? Following the novel's plot isn't my style and I won't let it dictates my life. Regardless of my role, I am the main character of my own life. --- The cover isn't mine. If you are the artist/owner of the cover and want me to take it down. Please let me know. 我不知道為什麼

It follows Jovian and his surviving family members as they struggle with survival, moral decay, and disturbing family dynamics after humanity’s collapse. The story blends survivalist sci-fi with controversial, taboo relationships and psychological trauma, exploring the blurred lines between necessity, love, and manipulation. As the characters face both external threats like rogue AIs and internal conflicts of loyalty, desire, and guilt, the narrative dives deep into themes of isolation, survival instincts, and the cost of keeping secrets.

"Fuck.."I moan as my feverish skin makes me dizzy with lust. [Yes.] "Evet, Mila. You make me want to ravage you when I should be disgusted by the thought of even touching you." He mutters. "But I'm not. Instead, everything about you makes me mad with desire and I can not control it. God's, I tried to but I don't want to anymore." He removes his hand from the wall, wrapping his fingers around my jaw and he forces me to stare up at him. "You've already had a taste of me and one taste is all you get." I swallow loudly, throwing his words back at him.

After years of having a peaceful life 17 year old Hokuto Orechi is unjustly killed for no reason at all, he is then reincarnated into a world of blood shed and endless war.

EVIL GODDESS'S SLAVE NOW?! ISEKAI TAKEN TO THE NEXT LEVEL?! Haven't heard of a WEIRD, SEDUCTIVE, LAID-BACK EVIL/DARK GODDESS accompanied by her HERO TO ZERO yet? Then why not take a glimpse in this unusual fantasy story filled with Wholesome and lewd visualizations mixed together in a blend of chaotic romance in blood and food. - What awaits the desecrated, hopelessly destroyed, outrageously doomed Zeran as he was miraculously saved yet, deviously enslaved by the oozing seductiveness and glamorous beauty of the Evil Goddess Ru(Ruhime) who is a woman with a mix of tolerable YANDERE and SADODERE traits?! Will he find something interesting beyond the void of despair? Or will he succumb deeper unto the abyssal darkness due to the tragic incidents that had happened to him? What begets him with the MATURED-BEAUTY, TEASING, MYSTERIOUS, WEIRD and WHIMSICAL Evil Goddess RU at his side forevermore? Whence, he shall retrieve her precious and essential stolen artifacts, as she kinda orders him to do her bidding. All slathered in twisted effect of blood, food, Goddesses, heroes that even disturbs the BEYOND. Goddess and queen THOTS included.

One early spring day, Alum and his classmates fell victim to a spatial quake—descending to Lethren, a world filled with elemental magic and wonder. Yet, even with the supernatural, Alum remained aloof; whichever world—it didn’t matter. Monsters the form of man, beast, or abomination—it never changed. He knew he wasn’t always alone, but he never thought to have deserved such kindness. To those who gave him paint, now was the time to pay it back, especially in the vivid horrors of the new world—surviving the wilderness. Then, along the way, colors began to seep into the garden, blossoming greens, painting blues, and budding reds. His heart throbbed a funny way for the first time—he’d fallen in love with Amethely at first sight after arriving in the peaceful metropolis, Ilifel. Once, a girl, whom he did not know, revealed to be the Imperial Saint—Could I pursue this? He coolly contemplated, looking at the options. However, change could never be easy for someone like him. How long would it take for a newly rinsed blade to stain? — An elegant Saint with silver-gray hair and pink amethyst eyes was regarded as one of the most prominent light mages in the empire. A girl who was once always in the shadow of her sister, obsessed with research and the path of the sword, with a wish to carry on her late grandmother’s legacy—fell in love. He was a foreigner with soft golden eyes and jet-black hair—a somewhat clueless expression yet charming nonetheless. New to love, Amethely didn’t know what to do, but she knew she wanted to see him again. Thus, she hoped to run into him again, at the same place, at the same time.  This time, she wanted to know his name, and for him to know hers, so that one day, even if their love doesn’t blossom, that light would pierce into his ashen world. Schedule: weekend or either Mon/Wed

Her father and her people broke him. They defiled and killed his whole family. The time has finally come for debts to be settled. Every one of the rogues will pay. There is no mercy, no one can be spared. He will have his pound of flesh. Captured, abused, and tormented, Rogue Princess Adira has secrets, secrets that can topple kingdoms. Yet still, she carries the sins of her people. She is willing to take any punishment thrown her way by the violent alpha who has come for retribution. She is his prisoner and he is her pain. Yet there is a thin line between love and hate. But how can love survive when there is so much loathing between them? How can they survive when they both crave to inflict suffering and death on themselves? Alpha Logan and Princess Adira’s story This is book 4 Book 1: The Royally Screwed Luna Book 2: The Royally Screwed Queen Book 3: The Royally Screwed Princess Book 4: The Royally Screwed Rogue

In a kingdom built on blood and silence, light is never pure — it always carries shadows. Nia was once a free spirit. Now she is nothing more than a prisoner, chained in blackstone cells and condemned for sins she never committed. But when she is pulled from her suffering and offered to a sacred spring, her fate begins to twist into something far more dangerous than captivity. Far above, Prince Vaelen Veyrath plays the dutiful heir — but behind his golden eyes burns a secret vow: to see his tyrant father buried. Bound to him is Velza Kaithryn, a knight who owes him her life, yet finds only cruelty where she once saw kindness. And in the heart of it all stands Lyssa, the Head Maid, whose gentle touch hides intentions sharp enough to cut. As ancient altars stir and forbidden rites awaken, pawns and players alike are drawn into a game where loyalty is fragile, betrayal is inevitable, and even light shatters into pieces. Some bonds are forged in blood. Others in lies. All will be tested. ————————————————————————————————— “You see only the light that falls from the sky. You do not hear the screams it carries with it. Every night it rains down, and still, the people look up in wonder. But me? I’ve learned to keep my head down.” — The self-proclaimed Wanderer of Skies ————————————————————————————————— “That’s your boy? Gods help you… when your boy finally buries you.” ————————————————————————————————— [I've finished 10 chapters so far. I’ll start writing the next one only if I get a good response. If not, I’ll shift focus to building the story instead . I’ve got a hell lot of tales to tell. So yeah, give this a shot. Thanks.] [And there are two versions one is censored and other is uncensored]

Edith had been eagerly waiting for the day of the festival yet when the day passed he had lost everything! Read to find out the events that unfolded that day! Packed with action, blood and gore! Dyed with the "blood" of his kin, follow Edith as he goes on a journey to become stronger and uncover the mysteries of that day!

“I was Heaven’s best angel, Gabriel—perfect, radiant, unbeatable. Then one stupid bet with a demon, and boom, I’m stuck in Hell ruining bake sales. It’s temporary, though. I’ll get my halo back. No thanks to her.” “‘Her’? Oh, you mean me? Hi, I’m Lily—the demon who now wears that halo. Heaven’s great, by the way. Choir practice? Not so much. But I’m making it work. My current hobby? Making sure Gabe here stays exactly where he belongs—at the bottom.”