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Lin Xiao ate a dragon on his 16th birthday. After that, his cultivation level skyrocketed and his blood could revive the dying. "Stinky beggar, want to sleep with the number one beauty of Jinling?" "Stinky beggar, are you deaf? Didn't you hear me talking to you?" "You're the beggar!" Lin Xiao snapped back to his senses. "Hah! Look at your outfit. If you're not a beggar, what are you?"

# schooldiva # urbanawakened Every person in a parallel world would awaken a job once they reached adulthood. Yu Guang was transmigrated to that world and awakened the SSS-grade job, Beast Tamer. The beginner equipment he had received was the Divine-grade Bait. [Effect: Allows you to form a contract with any divine beast.] He thought his second life would be successful, but when he was about to go search for divine beasts, he had lost the bait. He followed the trails left by the person who had stolen it and realized his class diva had eaten it. “How dare you eat my Divine-grade Bait? Spit it back out!” Yu Guang scolded. Just as he was about to force the school diva to spit the bait out, he realized that she was like a tamed little kitten kneeling on the floor smiling at him.

What happens when one eats Death? Personally, I don’t really know. What I do know is merely one thing. I’m hungry. Therefore, I’ll take the heads of these guys and deliver them to my superiors. Surely, I’ll be able to eat delicious food. Come, if preparations are in order, we depart. FYI: I do not own this story, all rights belong to the author Nanasawa Matari

Nora was a normal college student with a normal life. Until her car accident. In the hospital, the doctors said her death is inevitable. But a new treatment could bring her back to life, so with five other patients, the process begins. When she finally awake from her coma, those five patients are turned into zombies, the apocalypse has begun. She changed too, but why her stomach only accept those zombies ? Millie : "Are... you a zombie ?" Nora : "Not that much." Millie : "How so ?" Nora : "Well, I still have my consciousness, I don't stink and I eat them, so I can't really say I'm a zombie, right ?" Millie : "..."

THE BLURB THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO READ: Academy labels him F-rank trash. Rats eat his lunch—he eats their cores and unlocks lightning with a toothpick. Four thousand pages later he’s debugging reality, selling gods fake miracles, and invoicing fate for overtime. No harem, no plot armor, just a scrawny genius who turns recoil damage into a business model. One core at a time, he rewinds the bell that never rang—and makes the echo owe him interest. Progression fantasy meets dark litRPG: watch the weakest hunter become the thing dragons screenshot for clout. Start now. Level with him. Or stay vanilla.

the hallways was always cold,and quiet the tickling sounds of blood added to the rythm like a fine tune like it always does before I woke up with a stab wound on four parts of my and the fifth was stitched up.

Not only a Dragon Killer but also a Cannibal Fairy, Otilia spent decades in solitude, taking odd jobs and dominating the Underworld under a false identity. Her life changes when she is asked to kidnap a peculiar man she decides to keep for herself instead. Otilia is now trapped in a situation where she needs to save five other men, whom her prey shares a special connection with, to protect herself and keep her anonymity. Uncovering the men's past, she discovers lust, love, and companionship. ----------------------------------------- Hi everyone, this is a work in progress and I'm really grateful to all the people reading it. If you like it, don't be shy and let me know! Paused for editing. Just a heads up, this story contains 18+ scenes and it is a true reverse harem. Thanks!

At twenty‑nine, she was the youngest CEO in the tech industry—NetVault Security had gone from small startup to Fortune 500 in just six years. The media called her a prodigy. Her board called her unstoppable. Her therapist called her alexithymic. Unable to understand or describe her own emotions. The elevator chimed. Elara didn’t look up. Only one person had after‑hours access. “You’re late,” she said. “The investor meeting is in twelve hours. Did you review the—” “I’m not here about the meeting.” … “Ugh.” Elara lost her life that day at the hands of her mentor and adoptive father. By the next morning, the same people who once called her a genius and praised her to the sky were calling her a coward who killed herself to escape scandal. Then Elara woke up. Not in her office. Not in a hospital. In a different world. In a different body. She was now Elara, the Fourth Princess of this so‑called great kingdom—only to find that this princess was an utter pushover, completely useless in everyone’s eyes. No one feared her. No one respected her. Even her own palace was full of other people’s spies. How is Elara supposed to survive this palace battle, when seven princesses fight in the shadows and she’s known as the weakest one? And can she ever escape this place… or will she decide to win instead? … … “Your Highness, please… ugh…” The leash of light around Mahir’s neck—the head of the knights—tightened with a soft pull. His face flushed red, and not from pain. “Princess, here.” Ken, the strongest beast knight, knelt closer and held out a small pill between his fingers, guiding it gently to Elara’s lips. “Swallow it,” he said quietly. “You used too much power today.” On the floor below the bed, three beastmen knelt in a row, broad shoulders tense, ears twitching, their eyes fixed on her with dazed focus. Thin, glowing leashes of magic ran from their collars to the bands at Elara’s wrists. “Please…” Ken’s voice dropped, rough and a little hoarse. “Put your foot here.” He touched his gloved hand to his chest. “On me.” Elara sighed, half annoyed, half amused, and rested her foot lightly on his armored chest. All three of them drew in a sharp breath at the same time, faces turning even redder as the magic between them flared. Their eyes—gold, amber, and deep brown—looked up at her with the same lost, devoted gaze.

ACT I: THE HUNGER (Arc I-II, Chapters 1-40) Ardyn Noir was once an Architect of Sacred Sound, designing the acoustics of prayer in the grand cathedrals of Veyra's Hollow. But when God ceased responding to human voices, the world began to lose its sound. One by one, voices disappearedswallowed by an entity known only as The Hushed, a metaphysical silence that feeds on meaning itself. Ardyn discovers he possesses a terrible gift: he can hear the echoes of the dying, the last fragments of their souls before The Hushed consumes them. And he can eat them. Each echo he swallows sustains his failing body, preventing him from fading into transparency and nothingness. But with every act of consumption, he loses another fragment of his own memories. Starving and desperate, Ardyn encounters Father Helvyr, his former mentor who now leads a church without congregation, preaching sermons to empty pews. Helvyr speaks of a new faith: embrace the silence, stop resisting, let go of the burden of being heard. He has founded The Choira sect of believers who willingly surrender their voices to The Hushed in exchange for a promise of peace. Ardyn rejects this path. He has heard another voice calling to him: Lysithe Vehrin, a woman whose name he remembers but whose face has become a blur in his fragmenting mind. He doesn't know if she was his lover, his victim, or his creation. But her echo is everywherein the wind, in the ruins, in the voices of the dead he consumes. When Lysithe finally appears before him, she has no face. Just a smooth mask of skin where features should be. She accuses him: You killed me. You've been eating pieces of me for weeks. Ardyn doesn't remember killing her. But the echoes in his body tell a different story.

Cassie did not believe Sammy when he told her there was a monster in the toilet that was until she saw the monster with poor Sam in its mouth. Are monsters real after all or was it really an octopus?