A good reason why it may or may not be beneficial to open a book

Without even a name in her past life, she managed to escape her lifelong imprisonment and transmigrated to the wasted body of a noble’s daughter. Does she mind? No! As long she can fulfill her greatest desires; freedom, treasures, and food. Crawling out from the abyss to claim her freedom, snatching treasures to her heart’s desire; To get what she wants, she has no choice but to grab ahold of the chance to take a wealthy husband. Will she be able to control him? Or will he control her? Husband: Afraid? Are you thinking of backing out after agreeing to the bet? Wife: Who’s afraid?! I will empty your treasury! Husband: Oh? You just need to warm my bed every night and the treasury will be yours... Wife:..... (considering the offer) ................................... Author's note: Disclaimer: Ongoing editing Thank you so much for checking out my story. This can be a long one so I am trying to update more than 2 chapters daily, though anything more is a bonus. This is also a stand-alone story and the first book of a series, so rest assured, there will an ending. :-) Sorry in advance as well for some grammar issues. Still working on editing. Constructive and reasonable feedback and suggestions are fine too. Hope you guys enjoy! :-)

Jia Hyson finds he has hit the jackpot after he dies. He's got a system! He's a transmigrator! So cool! System: "Please help us fix the plot." Jia Hyson: "Of course!" System: "Firstly there are too many love interests." Jia Hyson: "Okay." System: "The main character is too annoying." Jia Hyson: "Um." System: "Needs more world building." Jia Hyson: "..." Oi, is he fixing the plot or is he rewriting the whole damn thing?! (This is not omegaverse, beta stands for beta reader) (This is bl/yaoi/danmei btw. 1v1, 2v1, 3+v1) Lovely Cover by my fanart empress @noc

What would you do if you woke up in another body and another world. Have a new life, look for the reason of the situation, get strength, search about your past or other incredible things. English is not my first language. Slow updates. Characters used are not my property. The cover image does not belong to me. This fanfic was written in Spanish by me and eventually published in webnovel.

So where do we go after we die? There are a lot of theories on that matter Most people all over the world assume that the dead move on to the after life. The good people end up in heaven while the bad have to suffer in hell. Others assumed that you just wake up in paradise or something. She even remembered someone saying that maybe you get to watch over the lives of those you love. And others like the Hindus and Buddhists believe in reincarnation. They believed that someone who died with good karma they would be reborn into a good life. Those who did not have good karma end up with a bad life. Like any normal anime fan that had read a ton of reincarnation fan fiction of course the thought of being reincarnated into a cool anime world crossed her mind... ________________ You guys know how this thing goes. I could give ya more details, but that would just ruin the fun

Accused of being a terrorist, Montana Mills had been driven out of his home. Seeking vengeance, he ran to an organization to train and hunt down the person who stole his identity. However, things take a turn for the worse when the person ends up being a witch. Witch… they are the people who received powers from demons in exchange for helping the demons propagate sins. Rendering the normal weapons useless against their kind, the witches only have a few fears. Montana Mills is just an ordinary person who summoned a demon for a hellhound; he has no idea he would be on a path to fully embrace the dark magic just for his personal gain. However, his handler, Belphegor, has more plans for him. Using his sudden spark of vindication, Belphegor wage a war against the master of the terrorist—his own brother at arms, Satan. Gaining the support of more and more Princes of Hell, Montana gets pit against one of them. Stakes rise, and even his forgotten past is unearthed. Embracing a new name to propel his goals forward, Montana willingly enters the world of demons… and even vied to replace the Demon Prince of Wrath himself. ... "So it all came to this. You and me, finally standing face-to-face." A wide, menacing grin spread on Satan's face as he looked down at the approaching witch. "Tell me, Montana Mills... how was your descent to Hell?" "Worth the wait." Montana lifted his left arm and curled his fingers, blue flames blazing to turn it into a four-fingered claw. "Since you're looking forward to meeting me, I take it as you getting ready to fall by my hands." Satan only got up from the throne and dropped the goblet at the side as his humongous bat-like wings slowly spread behind him, casting a shadow that ate up the entire width of the chamber. He raised both hands as if downplaying the witch's words. "You really think you can kill me now?" Montana crouched down and summoned the blue flames to embrace his body as a silhouette of a hellhound emerged around him. "I do." Boom! He dashed towards the demon prince at the speed of sound and swung down his claw. Satan only laughed out as he summoned bones to cover his arms and block the attack. A loud sound and a brutal shockwave followed and rippled through the air as Montana's claw struck against Satan's arm. With their eyes getting at the same level, Satan returned the glare that Montana gave him. However, Montana grinned as well as his dark eyes lit up brightly in blue fire. "Do you really think I can't take your place as a demon prince?" ... This is a work of fiction. All similarities to events and people are coincidental.

The all-mighty CEO of the Mo Corporation, Mo Shiting, fell into a trap and got into a flash marriage, and the culprit was an unknown little girl. Everyone was shocked! It was said that the young master of the Mo family was cold-blooded, cruel, and decisive. The little girl must be in trouble now, they thought. But what they didn't know was that this little girl, called Gu Li, was not only eccentric and thick-skinned, but she was also very good at sweet-talking. She was born to subdue Mo Shiting. Until one day— Reporter: "Young Master Mo, please use a phrase to describe yourself." Mo Shiting: "A wife-doting maniac." Reporter: "Are there no other phrases you can use to describe yourself?" Mo Shiting: "Afraid of my wife?" Everyone else: "Young Master Mo, blink if you've been kidnapped."