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[Mature Content] The body of a mermaid is a vault of treasures. Their tears formed the most splendid of pearls, their exquisite blood a euphoric drug for vampires, their luscious hair woven into the finest of silk, and their tender meat sought after by werewolves more than Heaven’s ambrosia. The creatures of night mingled within human society, fleeced in the wool of aristocracy, veiled in their portrayed innocence and nobility, their savagery continued to predate on the weak and powerless. Genevieve Barlow, Eve for short, was an exceptionally strange young lady. She had an alluring and beguiling nature, where for her twenty-four year old self had barely changed in appearance since her eighteenth birthday. She had fooled the administration and had gotten a degree so that she could have a better life. Most odd of all was that Eve had a secret she shared with no one. She enters the house of Moriarty, not just to earn but also to find answers on what happened to her mother nearly two decades ago. Unfortunately, things do not always proceed as one planned. Despite her cautious nature and desire to stay out of sight, a cold pair of eyes falls on her, that soon refuses to leave her out of sight.

In Heaven's Vault Continent, Colossal Dragons, Titans, Beast People, Fairies, Magical Beasts, and other races reign supreme! Humans are treated like slaves and lowlifes, while Dragon People act all high and mighty and consider themselves nobility! However, a new addition will rock the boat and overturn the status quo! His name is Meng Lei, and he is a human from Earth that transmigrated to become a... villager! Or so he thought, as he had yet to unlock The Most Powerful Pickup System! "Ding! Dropped item discovered. Will you pick it up?" Be it money, items, spells, vitality, spiritual power... The Most Powerful Pickup System will pick them all! ... "Should I train to become a Magician or a Warrior? Why not try both!? ... Follow Meng Lei's epic as he turns from a regular villager to a formidable and respectable existence!

[A COMPLETE OVERHAUL OF THIS NOVEL IS CURRENTLY ON PROGRESS] «Damn, I don't have enough money on my bank account... I need to transfer some money manually at the bank» As lazy as he is, Chase still needs to get out to the bank and face society. After a few minutes of walking, he arrives at the bank and suddenly a robbery happens at the bank. There were a few short screams when the robber released a few shots. «FBI! OPEN UP!» Chase's alarm was deafening as it startled the other robber that taking them hostage in the vault. The robber shot Chase using his gun. Chase sees that someone walks towards him, and the closer the person gets to him, the bigger it gets. A weird pop up suddenly appeared in front of Chase as the person standing near him. «What the hell is this? Is this a character stats?» Chase was quite confused about the situation as his brain could not think about what has happened to him. Chase feels that he has put down by someone as he began to realize something weird about himself. "Ehhh! I'm a Ring!..." ------------------------------------------------ Contact Me: instagram.com/ex_chaser

The Strongest Magic meets the Mightiest Mecha. I have stolen Golden Mechas from the deepest vaults of the most tightly guarded fortresses in the world. I have personally destroyed more armies than the top three superpowers have in the span of the Absolute War - combined. I burned down the terrorist megacity of Habon. I was expelled from the Union of Heroes at a younger age than people are allowed in. I have talked to Ancient Gods, loved women, and devoured mechas that would make superpowers cringe in fear. I have faced demons head on in moonless nights others fear to speak of during the day. I am deified in a thousand cultures, and labelled as the devil incarnate in the rest. I am the Mecha Emperor. You may have heard of me. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Excerpt from Chapter 1 This is where it all began. A junkyard. Oh no, this isn't your clean, mechas-only junkyard that was the 'starting point' of many mecha geniuses out there. I have seen and heard my share of rags-to-riches stories, and many of them claimed that they had started from 'junkyards' and slowly grew to be where they were right now. From Zero to Hero, they declared. You can do it too, they said. As long as you work hard, everything is possible, they claimed. I call bullshit. Life doesn't work like that. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Hi guys, thanks for dropping by. This novel is participating in WSA 2022. I will do my very best to write a highly entertaining and deeply immersive story for all of you to enjoy. Please support me! Thank you very much :) FAQs 1. Harem? No. 2. Rape? No. 3. NTR? No. 4. School arc? Yes. 5. Power up speed? Exhilarating. 6. GOT style deaths? Hell no. Btw, come join my discord server :) https://discord.gg/MN4xNRARzF

Percy Arius never thought that he would be reincarnated. Truck-sama hit him one day and then BAM, he was vaulted into another world. This is a story about a marine who stumbled upon the most evil devil fruit and his path to getting to the top of the World Government. First fanfic, let me know what you think!!! *Disclaimer: I don't own any of the IP for One Piece. All credit goes to Oda-sama. Neither do I own the front cover design.

(Before you being reading please read the following warning: Although I have been writing for a little over a year, I have a track record of writing plot holes or do not even notice plot holes until I am informed or I go back and see them myself) What happens when a Nerd awakens after falling asleep and mysteriously dying to find that he has somehow reincarnated into the Fallout Universe and to top it all off reincarnated into Vault 22 as some kind of monster?

An original novel set in the Fallout universe, written to be accessible to all, featuring unique people and places Fallout: Vault X tells the story of John. A vault dweller, who spent every day of his twenty five years underground. Like his father, and his father before him. Proud to live in the last remaining bastion of humanity, all that survived The Great War of the atomic age. Hidden deep below the surface of the earth, toiling under brutal conditions. Year after year, decade upon decade. All to expand into the natural cave system the Vault occupied, building for the future. However, John knew what his forefathers did not, that everything he’d been taught was a lie. After finishing school at the age of ten, John received his standard issue pipboy. An arm mounted personal computer, worn by everyone in the Vault. Used to coordinate the relentless pace of expansion, needed to work as an apprentice. To learn the craft that would be his life’s work. A noble calling to ensure a future for all that remained of the human race. A quirk of fate saw John equipped not with the crude, clunky, pipboy model his father wore. That almost everyone around him wore. His looked smaller, sleeker, finished in a jet black sheen. And capable of doing far more than its drab counterparts. The world above had been ravaged by atomic flames, yet life clung to its bones. The Red Valley fared better than most in the century since the bombs fell. The clean water and rich soil protected by rolling hills. All spared from direct strikes, for the most part. Life survived here. Trees spawned from charred ground, misshapen, green leaves turned red. Along with simple crops, grown wild at first, then cultivated by the survivors. The scavengers of the old world were inventive, hardy people. All determined to rebuild in the ruins of a world they never knew. In the decades that passed settlements emerged. They grew, spreading along the valley floor. Reclaiming the pre-war remnants of the once industrialised heartland. Salvaging the robotic wonders of a bygone age to build their walls and work their fields. To protect them in the dark of the wasteland. But such things are uncommon in this world, and the rarer something is, the greater its value. And the worth of pre-war technology had not gone unnoticed. The last, real, power in this world rested in the mechanised hands of The Brotherhood of Steel. Forged from the mortally wounded old world military. The Brotherhood used its access to the weapons made for a conflict no one won to strike out into the wastes. Men and women were equipped with advanced armour, aerial transportation, high grade weaponry. Accompanied by the training, strength, and will, to put them to use. They established chapters and set up outputs far and wide. All dedicated to a single purpose. To ensure the technology left abandoned by its long dead creators didn’t fall into the wrong hands. Namely, any hands that were not their own. This is the world John escaped into. A place of horrors brought forth from atomic fire. A place where survival meant battling against the darkness. Fighting a war each day to get to the next. And war...war never changes

She is the top killer of the largest terrorist organization in the world. A meticulously designed accident makes her transmigrate into another world. In this world, she is the third daughter of the royal family, ugly and foolish. She has been bullied since she was young and is finally pushed off the cliff by her two sisters… When she wakes up again, her soul has been swapped. The original body has no talent for cultivation, but now she possesses a special physique that allows her to absorb mystical energy even while sleeping! Besides, she is the only immortal poison doctor in the world. He is a devilishly handsome man with unparalleled flirtatiousness! On the surface, he is the cold and cruel prince, but in reality, he is the master of a mysterious faction… When they first meet, she pins him under her and treats him as an antidote, but she does not even look at him. She only takes away his money without knowing who he is. When they meet again, she wins all his money at his casino. By the time he arrives, she has already emptied his vault… Six years later, she lifts her veil, revealing her ravishing face… She has thrown entire countries into bloodbaths… There is someone who is heartbroken and waits for her until his hair goes snow-white… Someone is protecting her silently and dying for her…

Where would the very limit of development achievable by a private enterprise be?   Being listed among the top 500 in the country? Being listed among the the top 500 in the world? Or, becoming a boss-level entity that transcends nations, ruling the world as de facto rulers, just like those companies listed below?   The Umbrella Corporation in ‘Resident Evil’, the Weyland-Yutani Corporation in ‘Alien’, the Concordance Extraction Corporation in ‘Dead Space’, Gentek in ‘Prototype’, Vault-Tec in ‘Fallout’, the Shinra Company in ‘Final Fantasy 7’…   Zhang Heng’s goal was to have his company listed among all those giants mentioned above, even eclipsing all of them in terms of size and achievements.   Regular people might not be able to achieve such a goal, but what about a person who possess all of that ‘black tech’ developed by the aforementioned corporate entities?   The company named ‘Stellar Biotech Corporation’ is founded by one such person, a man who goes on a crusade of monopolizing all aspects of development of civilization—medicine, biology, physics, philosophy, you name it—at an unprecedented rate, eventually becoming a goliath that would transcend nations and monopolize every single aspect of human technological development!

When Riley's brother informed him one evening that he would be auctioned as a bride and married off to the highest bidder, he did not think twice and vaulted out of the house and escaped. On a moonless night, while still on the run, the wounded Riley met the enigmatic Draco. The cold and aloof head of the Sy Business Empire. Then everything changed from the moment Riley's clear watery hazel eyes collided with Draco's cool grey ones.