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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

"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

“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.”

A calamity befell upon earth, but humanity was powerless to stop it. Taking pity on them, God granted them a gift. The ability to level up. Humanity was saved, the calamity passed, but there was only a new one. Humanity itself threatened their world. To fix his mistake and save the earth, god made a decree. A decree for humanity’s extinction.

A normal, healthy, happy, loving family, a career of your dreams and a fulfilled life is the dream of every sane, normal, decent human being. What happens when you have all that and more but still feel like there is a very important part that you are missing on? One would ask, what else would you possibly ask for? Meet Alexis, a 26 year old CID officer who, from an outsider’s point of view, has it all. She is ‘Daddies’ princes’, has a mother that loves her to the moon and back and a brother that is overprotective of her and dots on her to a point it’s annoying. She has a fulfilling career as an Intelligence Analyst at the CID center in Sub-Saharan Mara. Coupled with her non-existent love life which she is happy with since it means absolute piece of mind for her and any sane person would say she has it all. Her dreams though, tell a different story, a story that she doesn’t understand that consists of people she has never met before, a story that scares her shitless every time she thinks about it, a story she can’t share with anyone, not her mother, not her brother, not her father and not her friends, a story that has seen to her waking up screaming, sweating and trembling every time she dreams. A story that has made night time her least favorite time of day and sleep a scary venture. So when a case she is working on opens a can of worms that she isn’t ready to face and puts a living breathing face to the object of her dreams, her life becomes her worst nightmare, a cruel reality she has to face. And that’s not the worst of it. Inside her person are two other persons, ladies, as crazy as that sounds and one of them is Sandra, a self-appointed wielder of justice who intends to correct the mistake that is ‘men who defile and use children sexually being taken to court and allowed to walk the earth freely after serving a measly jail term’. Coupled with her training in the forces, she is a deadly time bomb waiting to explode and . . . . . . TIME IS TICKING.

I'm an ordinary guy who had no luck with girls, but one day I met a succubus—yep, a literal sex demon. Did I get lucky with her? Ha, nope, still batting zero. But we struck a deal, and now I’ve got this tacky medallion that makes every girl see me as her dream hookup. What can I do? Only use it... Thing is, deals with dark forces always have a catch—like a demonic fine print—which this bitch, of course, did not warn me about.