WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOK Heena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean. “HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!” Her eye twitched. Not now. Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings. “System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.” “But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!” “Not my problem.” “You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!” “Exactly why I deserve a vacation.” “No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!” Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.” “Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging. Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous. . . . The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in. Empress Celeste Ravencourt. Five husbands. A dying empire. “Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.” A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.” “Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?” “Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.” Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily. “Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.” She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place. At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone. Wine was poured into her glass. Poisoned. Obvious. They watched her closely. Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly. “To new beginnings.” She drank it all. The silence cracked. Nothing happened. Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief. Heena leaned back, calm and smiling. “Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”
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It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home — their Sanctuary, the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace. This is the case for many children, even adults. But unfortunately, It was destined that I would not be one of them. In my own home. Among my family. With the mother who gave birth to me and the siblings who came from the same womb. I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there. My sisters are ashamed of me. My younger brother does not respect me. And my mother? She is the harshest of all. Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does. As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother. How many times have I thought about ending my life? How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life? People may think I am too dramatic, but — If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat? No one in this world will ever understand me. But that’s all right. Because I did not give up. Not because I am strong. Not because I am holding on to life. But because of one person. Except this person was not human. Not an animal. Not even a ghost. This person is the final villain in my favorite novel. Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him. Years spent accompanying him. His existence became my world — my only world. I love him. I adore him. Even if he is not real. Even if he is only a man of paper and ink. I am willing to do anything for him. I would die for him. And then the gods granted me my only wish... Now, I am in his world. And this time, I will save him. Yes, I will do the impossible to save him. I will kill for him and die for him. So, Cassel… This is how madly I love you. How much I am obsessed with you. I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you. ... So, can you look at me?
After failing her high school entrance exam, Tan You was punished by her mother to face the wall and reflect on her mistakes, and accidentally bound herself to a fledgling beauty system. Tan You originally thought the system was an omnipotent, heaven-sent savior, only to later discover it was just a useless little thing that could only shout "Good job!" Apart from being able to increase her beauty value, it was utterly useless. Yet, after binding to this system, Tan You had no choice but to run around everywhere for it, and thus began Tan You's magnificent and eventful life...
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.
#In every world, the corrupted male lead wants to lock me in a little black room# Shen Lang, true to her name, wreaked havoc upon the world, relying on her soul-snatching and captivatingly beautiful appearance. One day, she was locked onto by a System, the reason surprisingly being that she had broken the laws? Shen Lang issued a three-part denial: “I'm not, I didn't, you're spouting nonsense.” The System counted on its fingers: “According to a rough estimate, the Host, in her previous life, created a time-space machine, a zombie virus, a supernatural ability potion… You have severely violated the universal laws, so the System must punish you.” And so, Shen Lang was “forced” to get down to business, wholeheartedly being a scumbag to the male leads, striving to achieve the “cannon fodder” accomplishment. However, what's going on with the devastatingly handsome and immensely powerful male lead, the big BOSS, becoming paranoid and corrupted and wanting to lock her in a little black room?
This is a story about the protagonist gradually uncovering the truths of various cultivation realms through a simulator, continuously improving himself in the pursuit of survival. Jiang Yifeng transmigrates into the eldest son of the Jiang family’s trading company in the Great You Kingdom. Initially, he believes he has entered an ancient society where he can spend his life idly enjoying entertainment. However, five years after his transmigration, the simulator activates. Each simulation allows him to randomly draw different talents. Fitness Expert: Your physical training results are beyond the ordinary. Eye of Insight: You can see partial information about everyone. Extreme One-for-One: The person who kills you will die simultaneously with you. During his first simulation, Jiang Yifeng discovers that this world is not what he thought—it has cultivators. Moreover, in just over a decade, these cultivators will come to destroy his family. After this revelation, Jiang Yifeng begins to simulate continuously for self-preservation! Through simulations, he keeps exploring the truths of this world and striving to improve his strength. In reality, he continues his carefree lifestyle. After numerous simulations, he discovers that the place he inhabits is nothing more than a sealed-off area, akin to a prison. In this place, people are forbidden from cultivating or seeking immortality. Otherwise, they will be hunted by an organization called "Immortal Arrival Gate." This discovery makes Jiang Yifeng feel even less secure, so he works harder at simulating to exchange talents and cultivation... As he simulates repeatedly, Jiang Yifeng finds that the truths of this world are far more complex than he imagined. Even he, along with those around him, seem to have extraordinary origins. And all of this gradually unfolds within the simulations. When Jiang Yifeng finally becomes invincible, the truth he uncovers is...
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Haruya Takahara was an ordinary 28-year-old office worker living in Tokyo — overworked, invisible, and utterly alone. His life had become a blur of long nights, cheap coffee, and empty mornings. But one winter evening, after an accident on his way home, everything changed. He opened his eyes not in a hospital… but in a luxurious pink-walled bedroom, inside the body of a young man adored by everyone — in a world completely reversed from his own. Here, men are the rarest beings alive. The gender ratio stands at a staggering 1:150. Men are treated like divine treasures — worshiped, guarded, and desired. Women devote their entire lives to winning a man’s affection, while society bends every rule to protect its dwindling male population. At first, Haruya is stunned. Then… he laughs. For the first time, he’s in a world where being a man means power, freedom, and endless affection. Every girl he meets looks at him like he’s a dream come true. His polite “thank you” at breakfast even shocks his new family — because in this world, kindness from a man is unheard of. But as Haruya learns more, the illusion begins to fade. Behind the smiles and adoration lies a broken balance. Men have become passive and spoiled, while women bear the emotional weight of a world that worships them yet silently suffers for them. True love, equality, and sincerity have all but vanished. Now reborn into privilege, Haruya makes a silent vow — he will live differently. He will show kindness where others show cruelty. Warmth where others show pride. And maybe, just maybe… he will remind this world what it means to be human. From quiet family mornings to moments of chaos, laughter, and temptation, Haruya’s journey becomes more than just a fantasy—it becomes a story about rebirth, empathy, and the strange beauty of connection in a world that has forgotten both love and balance. A touching, emotional, and at times hilarious isekai where one man’s kindness sparks a silent revolution in a world ruled by reversed desire. --- Genre: Isekai, Reverse World, Fantasy Slice of Life, Emotional Drama, Comedy, Mild Ecchi, Psychological Social Commentary Tags: Reverse chastity, matriarchy, rare male protagonist, family warmth, kindness, harem building, gender-flipped society, slow romance, social transformation, emotional growth, Daily Life, School Life, Warm Atmosphere, Romantic Comedy, Light Novel Style, Stalker subplot, VR/Game Elements, Jealous Love Interests, Deep Character POV, Cinematic Writing, Thriller Elements, Suspenseful Subplots, Emotional Storytelling.
Hello everyone after going through many novel reading I realized that showniz base novels on Chinese and U. S. entertainment industry have massive numbers but India base nothing so I decided to start a new novel on Indian entertainment industry so everyone support this Vijay, a 30-year-old man, died in the most ridiculous way possible— Laughing. A harmless experiment with laughing gas turned into uncontrollable laughter… until his body gave up. Even in his final breath— "Yaar… log rote rote marte hain… main haste haste mar gaya?" (“People die crying… and I died laughing?”) Darkness followed. But death… wasn’t the end. He opened his eyes again— Reborn. A new life. A new family. A fresh start in a parallel modern world. Everything looked normal. School. Streets. Neighbors. Daily routine. A peaceful, ordinary life. Until… small things began to feel strange. Not wrong. Just… cinematic. A school teacher giving an emotional speech that felt too powerful for a normal day. A roadside fight that suddenly turned dramatic, like a perfectly choreographed scene. A stranger whose entry felt… like a hero introduction. "Yeh coincidence thoda zyada nahi ho raha?" (“Aren’t these coincidences getting a bit too much?”) Then one day— Vijay saw someone. Not just anyone. A face he recognized. Not from real life— But from a movie. Not every film. Not every story. But some characters… are real. Living. Breathing. Existing in this world. A strict police officer who behaves exactly like a mass-action hero. A mysterious businessman with clear villain energy. A college girl whose life feels like a romantic drama waiting to unfold. This world isn’t fully Bollywood. It’s worse. It’s partially scripted. "Matlab… har koi normal hai… par kuch log kahani leke ghoom rahe hain?" (“So… everyone is normal… but some people are carrying entire stories inside them?”) And Vijay? He remembers those stories. He knows— Who will rise. Who will fall. Who will love. Who will die. But unlike movies… This is real life. Interference has consequences. So Vijay makes a choice. He won’t jump blindly into every story. He will observe. Learn. Adapt. Live a normal life on the surface— School, family, daily struggles, small happiness… While secretly identifying “main characters” hidden in society. Sometimes he helps. Sometimes he changes outcomes. Sometimes… He lets the story play out. Because he understands one terrifying truth— "Yeh duniya film nahi hai… par film jaise log isme zaroor hain." (“This world isn’t a movie… but movie-like people definitely exist in it.”) And slowly… Vijay begins to step into those stories. Not as a background character— But as a variable that was never supposed to exist. MC - vijay live with lesbian moms Mom1 -Shilpa, Mom2- Neelam and first partner in love with MC
"If science can explain everything, why does Xu Chen feel impossible?" Aum was raised in a civilization where emotion is chemical error and love is nothing more than biological weakness. As one of the most brilliant scientists in his galaxy, he has spent his entire life trusting logic over instinct. Then a cosmic accident strands him on Earth. His only lead is Xu Chen — a cold, unreadable man whose existence defies everything Aum understands about the universe. Xu Chen should have been temporary. A variable. A problem to solve. Instead, he becomes an obsession Aum cannot calculate. As the distance between them disappears, Aum finds himself torn between two impossible choices: return home to the stars… or remain beside the only person who has ever made him feel human. A slow-burn sci-fi BL romance about cosmic fate, emotional awakening, and a love powerful enough to rewrite reality itself.
[Detective Conan + OC Male Protagonist + Plot Maintenance System + No CP] ------------------------------------------------------ My name is Morofushi Sora'aki, male, 18 years old. In my second year of middle school, I was bound to a [Plot Maintenance System]. Every time I fall asleep, I transmigrate into a character in a parallel world. My task is to play that character and advance the main storyline normally. Later, I realized that those parallel worlds I transmigrated into were officially called [Fanfiction Worlds]. This system has had a huge impact on my life. Because I always accidentally confuse my own world with the fanfiction world. —For example, after returning from the [Beastified World], when I saw that annoying Matsuda, I didn't react immediately and blurted out, "Where are your cat ears and tail?" I even grabbed a cat toy and shoved it at Matsuda: "Here, your favorite snack." The five police academy students: ?! Matsuda: ...Wait? No, I didn't! Take your eyes off me! —For example, after returning from the [Gender-Swapped World], I met a new member of my brother's band named Akai. I couldn't help but hesitate and say, "You finally chose to change your gender...?" Whiskey Group: ?! Akai: Huh? —And another example, in a [Normal World], the annoying Matsuda would play with fire and fire on a Ferris wheel. Although he's annoying, he shouldn't be ignorant of common sense. However, I remembered a term my brother taught me called "rebellious phase." The more I tried to stop him, the more he might do it. So, to protect his fragile self-esteem, I decided to subtly remind him. "Matsuda, I had someone do a fortune telling for you. You're not suited for dating; it's best if you stay single forever." I thought I was brilliant because this way, Matsuda wouldn't go to the Ferris wheel, a dating hotspot. Matsuda: "??? Wait, are you sure your brother isn't messing with me? Morofushi!" Morofushi Sora'aki: Innocent.jpg ------------------------------------------------------ One-sentence summary: Sora'aki: Maintaining the plot is so hard, please have mercy on me. Theme: Salvation is never one person's responsibility. ------------------------------------------------------ GOOGLE TRANSLATED TITLE: 当我绑定剧情维护系统后 AUTHOR: 颜荀
Have you ever felt like you belong somewhere else? Like you had a deep connection with someone you don’t even remember? Nora is the head of editing at a journalism company. She has no memory of her past and dreams of a warrior prince from another world. Edward is the youngest son of the company’s owners, recently appointed CEO of the branch where Nora works. Strange events start happening once they meet, but he’s only focused on uncovering the connection between him and this mysterious woman, whom he used to draw long before he even knew her. Meanwhile, the story of Leela unfolds— a warrior and spy in whom the prince and leader of the warriors, Jing, places his full trust. The tension between them is undeniable, but they must keep up appearances, as their love is forbidden. One battle after another will lead them to discover their true identities. Yet, they’ll also face an internal struggle over their real feelings, as in a cruel and classist kingdom, they’ll be forced to choose between love and duty. Which world and life will be real? He: I draw you… She: I dream of you…
Jon died in a world without magic. Then he woke up in one that had always lived with it. Dragged into a parallel Earth shaped by thousands of years of Resonance, monsters, and ancient power, Jon finds himself trapped in the violent underworld of the Lower Ring—a sprawling industrial megacity where survival belongs to the strong and the weak are forgotten. Worse, something about him is wrong. His Resonance is unstable. Aberrants react to him. Powerful Resonants can sense something inside him that should not exist. With no understanding of this world and no way home, Jon is forced to rely on Lyra, a sharp-tongued thief desperate to escape a life of poverty and desperation. As Echoes harvested from monsters grant humanity power, Jon begins walking a path no one fully understands—a path tied to forging, shaping, and summoning ancient forces long thought lost to history. But in a world where power is earned through blood, monsters, and hard choices, becoming stronger may cost him the last pieces of who he used to be. Please consider following me on Patreon https://patreon.com/ForgeSummoner?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink Book 2 will begin releasing immediately after the conclusion of Book 1
THE 366TH DAY | A NEXVERSE PRIME STORY A billionaire buys one year of a lawyer’s life to settle a family debt, but the cage becomes a battlefield when the asset turns out to be a wolf who knows how to own the shark. A bought year, a beautiful cage, and two men who should not want each other this badly. WEEKLY UPDATES.
The fateful encounter with a truck sent video game developer Wu Xiaoming into a parallel world. He was now the son of a past action star, a child star who failed to accomplish much in his adult career, and a wanderer in the ethereal realm hidden behind the glamorous physical world. And ghost hunting had not only become his career, but also his way to live. Lucky for him, he brought the game he was developing with him - only that right now, HE was the one with the character panel, inventory systems and skills. It’s Haoliwood, the Hollywood in this world, and it’s full of ghosts, baby!
Existence has already ended once. By something that was not even "something" in any ordinary sense. Unseen, unfelt, and forever forgotten. But what comes after absolute nulity? Affirmation. Endless, reasonless affirmation. An overflowing plenitude that refuses silence. After recreating existence, the Plenitude Without Reason chose once more to participate. For participation is the only way to remain as something without becoming everything. From that Will, Anathasia was born. - Kyle. The person she stayed with through everything. The one who remained by her side as she moved through life... and everything beyond it. After college, they continue living together. Nothing really changes on the surface. But at the same time, things are changing. Not just on Earth, but across realities completely separate from the one they've always known. Old resentments begin to surface. Questions start forming. About meaning, about purpose... about what's left when power stops mattering. Now, somewhere between raising daughters and just trying to live normally, they find themselves dealing with things that don't really have simple answers. The consequences of actions taken eons before they even met. The weight of roles they were never meant to fully understand. And beyond even that, The existence of an Original Creator. The Author... trying to move on from controlling everything. How will the Supreme Being herself... and the one who stands beside her... deal with all of this? The mundane. And the things that go far beyond reality itself? [DISCLAIMER] This is a work of fiction set in a version of modern-day Earth. While real-world locations, historical events, cultures, and mythologies may be referenced, they are depicted in a fictionalized manner for storytelling purposes. All characters, interpretations, and narratives are products of my imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, beyond historical figures, is purely coincidental.
This story was written by a person. That person was me. This is unfortunate for everyone involved. There are better stories. Go read them. Seriously. I am not being humble. I am actively recommending other stories. The first chapters are rough. The later chapters are also chapters. The plot exists. The characters exist. Everything else is currently under investigation. You are free to leave at any time. In fact, I encourage it. Thank you for reading this warning. Which was probably more organized than the story itself.. And yes, I know what a synopsis is ! But not what's gonna be ahead of the story.
"Good news for all my readers! I am committed to making 'Sora: The Void' completely free for everyone. Even after crossing 100 chapters, there will be no paywalls. You can enjoy the entire journey of Sora without any interruption!" Sora was just an ordinary school boy haunted by nightmares that no one believed—until the darkness began to bleed into his reality. Abandoned by his father in childhood, Sora lives in the shadow of his mother’s fragile hope that his father will one day return. This mystery, combined with his social standing, has made him a constant target for school bullies. Even his childhood crush feels like a distant dream, far out of his league. The only person who stands by his side is Hiro, his loyal best friend who believes in his struggles when no one else will. But Sora’s life takes a drastic turn when reality unravels into a dangerous fantasy. He discovers he is more than just a bullied student; he is the vessel for the Void, an ancient and overwhelming power. As he awakens to this truth, he realizes he is the only one capable of stopping an encroaching catastrophe. Now, Sora must traverse the boundary between his world and Gaya—a parallel realm where he is destined to be a savior. With his powers awakening and shadows closing in, the boy who was once mocked must rise to face the darkness he was born to command. The Void is calling. Will Sora save two worlds, or be consumed by the power within?" Sora’s journey is just beginning, and the road ahead is filled with challenges he never imagined. I am committed to this story and will be uploading daily to keep you hooked. Please join me on this journey—your support, library adds, and comments mean everything to me. Let’s see how far Sora can go!
A framed “villainess” jumps world to world with a ticking HUD, beating death not with seduction—but with evidence. One man’s soul follows her in every world. The Handler whispers: “Timing learns.” ——— Elara wakes as the “villainess” in world after world—always framed, always fated to die. Instead of begging the male lead, she fights with proof: CCTV over gossip, chain-of-custody over tears, procedure over pride. Across every world a winter-eyed man returns—student council president, appraiser, compliance captain, fire marshal, physician—the same soul, the closest danger, the slow-burn romance. When a hidden Handler keeps pushing forged clips, mirrored labels, and hijacked systems—“Timing learns”—Elara must out-audit every trap before the countdown hits zero. Face-slap by forensics. Survival by protocol. Love that survives every world.