The original content of the classical Chinese "Ming History·Yan Song Biography"

A story about a person reincarnating in his most loved and prized fiction with some wishes. This is fanfiction of Douluo Dalu and the story will follow canon. And yes MC is going not going to hug Tang San thigh but will be with him. I don't own Douluo Dalu or any characters. All rights belongs to their respective owners. All I own is my character and the things that I will later add.

Yayoi, a perverted lesbian otaku, got killed by a truck because of her own stupidity. Maybe it was an accident, but she was transmigrated into a modern/urban/face slapping/ Chinese Manhua. But why didn't she become the protagonist? Why did she transmigrate as an ugly bastard?! What is with this broken system that seems to be telling her to c*ckold every dude in the world? "Huh? A C-grade beauty? Come here!" "What? A B-grade milf? Come here! Let us fly together! Hehehe~" "An*l sex with aunt give me bonus point? Take my big *ss c*ck! Deeper we go!" "OMG! An SSS-grade Ice Cold Supreme beauty? Hold my beer, baby!" "Wait, wait, wait a minute... that's an SS-grade trap... heir of a big corporation? F*ck!" The moon glimmer, and the wind blow... While looking at the cute and flustered boy in front of her, Yayoi feels a little bit uncomfortable with the ambiguous atmosphere as her big *ss c*ck gradually erected. ... Once the time came when Yayoi finally came across her old enemy, she said smugly, "Didn't you know? I'm your step-father!"

A young man wakes up in a forest naked and covered in blood. He doesn’t know why, He doesn’t know where and He doesn’t know when The First Of His Kind, The King Of The All, The True Alpha The Original Wolf Set in the TVD Universe. I don’t own anything other then my Oc This is my first fanfic please be gentle with me

Adult Romance (21+) _____________________ Series Wedding #1 [Not a Classic Wedding] Kalvian dan Kalebriena melakukan perjodohan tanpa drama, kontrak, atau syarat apapun. Menurut mereka, menolak perjodohan hanya akan membuang waktu mereka. Pernikahan tetap terjadi, mereka tinggal menjalaninya. Namun, siapa yang menyangka bahwa mereka telah mengenal jauh sebelum perjodohan ini berlangsung. Bukan hanya mereka berdua, tapi juga melibatkan sepasang hati yang lain. Tapi hal itu hanya masalalu mereka, individualis seperti briena dan vian tidak akan pernah membiarkan masa lalu merusak masa depan mereka. Sekalipun harus menyakiti hati oranglain, bahkan juga hati mereka sendiri. Tidak perlu ada drama yang memuakkan. This is not a classic wedding _________________________________________ Series Wedding #2 [CEO Scandal's : Married with Benefit] "Menikahlah denganku," ujar pria itu masih dengan nada dinginnya. "Apa?" Lona begitu terkejut dengan ucapan pria itu. Perempuan itu berusaha menormalkan degub jantungnya yang tiba tiba menggila. "Oke, tenang, Lona. Mungkin saat ini kau masih terjebak ke dalam skenario yang kau ciptakan sendiri," ujarnya dalam hati. "Sadarlah!" "Menikahlah denganku, Nona Hilona Anpuanra." Pria itu samakin menajamkan pandangannya dan Hilona nyaris tenggelam karenanya. "Kenapa? Kenapa aku harus menikah denganmu?" tanya Hilona setelah tersadar jika lamaran yang di utarakan pria itu bukan dialog dalam skripsi imajinasinya. "Karena saat ini, kau sudah terlibat ke dalam skenario hidupku dan mau tidak mau kau harus menerimanya." Salah satu alis tebal milik pria itu terangkat ke atas. Ada senyum yang tertarik dalam sudut bibirnya yang penuh. "Tunggu! Apa maksudmu aku harus menerimanya?" tanya Hilona masih tak mengerti dengan skenario yang tiba tiba saja terjadi. "Anggap saja, pertemuan kita kemarin malam adalah skenario Tuhan untuk mempertemukan kita. Aku akan menjelaskan lebih lanjut setelah kita resmi menikah." Setelah mengatakan hal tersebut, pria itu pergi meningalkan Lona begitu saja. Gila! Ini benar benar skenario yang gila! Bagaimana bisa tiba tiba ada seorang pria melamar Hilona? Menyatakan seolah tidak ada skenario lain selain menikah. Wait! Pria itu mengatakan tentang pertemuan kemarin malam? Pertemuan apa? Hilona berusaha untuk menggali ingatannya tentang pertemuan yang di maksud pria itu. Ia sendiri masih bingung dengan apa yang terjadi. Dia sedang menceritakan kisah kelamnya dan tiba tiba saja salah satu skenario yang ia bayangkan terjadi di hidupnya. Perempuan itu menoleh ke samping, ia baru tersadar jika saat ini tidak sedang berada di apartemen lusuhnya. Semua perabotan di ruangan ini terlihat mahal dan berkelas. Hilona menatap pantulan dirinya yang terlihat sama, ia kemudian menatap ke arah satu titik. Ke arah kalung yang saat ini ia pakai. Perempuan itu tak ingat pernah memiliki kalung ini sebelumnya. Lalu tiba tiba sekelebat ingatan muncul di ingatanya. Tentang kejadian malam itu. Kejadian yang membuatnya terjebak dengan pria yang baru saja melamarnya. Pria rupawan dengan jabatan tinggi dan sangat terpandang. "Sial! Aku benar benar harus menikah dengan Kalan Arusha Adhyasta!" Hilona mengusap rambutnya frustasi.

Did you ever wonder that there might be another world? a world where magic exists? A world where dragons, devils, gods and more. Well, our Mc thought that those worlds were but the fantasy of crazed writers, and would only read about them in books and stories. However, he was transported to such a world, he and his classmates. A world where the laws made by men were easily bent, where life itself was not worth the pebbles on the roads. Betrayed by his classmates and offered as an unholy sacrifice, Daiki finds himself in hell, bound to eternal torment and destitution, forced to undergo hideous torments for sins he has yet to commit, Daiki swears to bring down the ones responsible over his demise. The story 'truly' starts with the journey to hell and its seven circles, it is but the beginning of an event that will shake the heavens. "I shall bring the divine to their knees and call upon the requiem...For it is my task...and my revenge." (World mythology is included in this story, from Christian: like the fallen angels. The four horsemen the princes of hell, even Celtic, Indian, African, Greek, Hebrew, Egyptian and more. A lot of mythologies have been included in this story to add to its complexity and beauty, I hope you are a fan of old myths, this story is filled with them) Before you start reading the reviews i advise you to read for yourself first, positive or negative reviews might give you a wrong pre based idea on the story, many great stories in this website have horrible reviews and many poor stories have positive ones, you are the judge of your choice don't let others make you refuse a story just because their opinion of it is different of yours. Btw I am a non-native speaker and have self-taught myself English. So if you find mistakes please help me with proofing.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"