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``` Hace nueve años, la humanidad casi pereció el día que los monstruos emergieron de las Grietas, también conocidas como mazmorras, que aparecieron por todo el mundo. Cuando toda esperanza parecía perdida, unos pocos seleccionados despertaron como Cazadores equipados con un Sistema. Gracias a ellos, la civilización se recuperó más rápido de lo que uno esperaría después del apocalipsis. Sin embargo, más tarde se presentó otro conflicto: cuanto más usaban los Cazadores sus poderes, más rápido perdían su cordura. Afortunadamente, entre las Personas Despertadas, hay un grupo clasificado por el Sistema como Guías, y solo estos Guías tienen el poder de calmar a los Cazadores y devolverles la sensatez. Suena genial, ¿verdad? ¿Pero qué pasa cuando un Civil está en una relación con un Cazador que tiene un alto índice de compatibilidad con su Guía? —Rompamos, Wonhee. Sí, esto es lo que pasa cuando tu novio Cazador tiene un 76% de compatibilidad con su Guía. Wonhee fue dejada por su novio de largo tiempo porque ella es solo una Civil... ... o eso creía. ```

[MATURE CONTENT] How on earth this happened? Why am I inside a romance novel? Is this a joke? Eve was doomed to be a villainess. However, meeting him changed it all. He was gentle, interesting and handsome. The perfect man for her in every sense. However, he deceived her, he never told her his real name until... it was too late. "He... is he the ML? Oh no...!" --- Excerpt: DangerousCloud: Master, where did you go now? NewRHood: I am traveling around the world. You know me, I like to tour the unexpected. DangerousCloud: Then, can I go with you this time? NewRHood: You should explore by yourself the world once in your life, dear disciple. Now it's my turn. I will explore the world and all the delicacies in it. DangerousCloud: But Master, it could be dangerous. NewRHood: Of course, I am taking precautions. But I hope that the man I am going to eat tonight is someone decent… DangerousCloud: You dare! NewRHood: Oh My! Dear disciple, is that how you speak to your master? DangerousCloud: Stop it, Eve, you know it's me. NewRHood: who? DangerousCloud: your husband! ---- WARNING: HEAVY EDITING IN PROGRESS DISCLAIMER: The cover is not mine: the credit goes to the rightful original artist. Please contact me if you wish for me to take it down.

¿Qué harías si tu planeta dejara de existir después de una siesta? Había una vez una princesa… Borra eso. Había una vez una ermitaña llamada Yao Si. Era una huérfana hikikomori (aislada) que tenía una vida trivial y tranquila en su pequeño y cómodo departamento. Justo cuando pensaba en que viviría el resto de sus días mundanos, murió. Los acontecimientos tomaron un giro inesperado, y de alguna manera, terminó convertida en vampira. Aún peor, una de quinta generación sin habilidad de combate alguna. Los vampiros tenían su propia pequeña sociedad secreta, con problemas culturales, y se llamaban a sí mismos “sangrientos”. Con la amenaza de otra guerra civil entre los vampiros, Yao Si permaneció alerta. “Aunque la guerra de los vampiros volviera a desatarse, se necesitaría un milagro para que me afectara”, pensó. Y ocurrió el milagro. Cuando despertó de una siesta milenaria, se encontró con que su hermoso planeta madre Tierra había dejado de existir. Desaparecieron incluso los primeros vampiros. El vampiro más viejo del universo era ahora uno de sus bisnietos. Y todos deberían llamarla “ancestro” de ahora en adelante.

Transmigration never crosses his mind until he met his death by a sudden turn of events. Traveling with an orange fox kit that told him his new reality, and 'using' his soul to fix the corrupted mission worlds. He Ming apathetically followed the fox kit to face-slap and kick the scam characters off their so-called throne and raise the rightful characters to heaven. Just when he thought he was already done, those characters started to chase after him instead! Will He Ming be able to finish his tasks smoothly, or will the troublesome Male leads be a hindrance to his efficiency? Find out more and read the book! It's worthwhile I promise *wink wink*

AUTHOR NOTE 14.05.2024: Hello all! Sorry for the long wait, I wrote myself into a literal corner and realised I have to retcon a few things in arc 4 before I can move on with the story. Will try to get this fixed in the soonest! Really sorry for the wait TT o TT **** Infinite/Unlimited Flow horror BL novel Might be a parody. And MC might be a villain.... 1v1 Introducing: A suicidal and bored MC and… wait, where the f&?! is the ML?! *** Lam Thanh Van believes it’s about time someone ended his miserable life. But being an immortal has hindered his path to Hell. Scratch that, Hell is off limits with the terrifying speed his body stitches itself back together, no matter how much someone might hack him to pieces. With such a long and torturous life of trying to finish himself and failing miserably, he imagines that his death would be grand, like slaying a dragon - or a very persistent cockroach. Now, the only problem was finding a hero worthy of such a cause. *** [The last player has arrived. Players, prepare for briefing.] [Welcome to the annual 2023rd survival championship.] The grand doors to the dome slowly pulled close, drawing everyone’s gazes over to the lone figure standing by himself, like a rabbit frozen in the headlights. In front of the sea of players, fawn eyes dilated with fright. Fresh tears still clung to the lashes that framed the eyes so green they reminded the people of ocean waves crashing to the white sandy shore. Long limbs were clad in a simple T-shirt with a pair of washed-out jeans hugging his slim waist. Messy lavender hair and snow-white skin tinted with faint pink seemed ethereal in the scene. Like a magnolia tree growing in the desert… or a white lotus sprouting from a pile of bullshit. One brave individual broke away from the herd, cold eyes set on the last player. ”Stay with us if you want to live.” Lam Thanh Van raised his gaze up to the looming man, green eyes drenched with tears, his lips trembling as he could only muster a nod. [All players, scenario one will commence now. Good luck and try not to die.] —— When nothing is as it seems - who can you trust? ML: Not the author, that’s for sure. The synopsis is just one huge clickbait- *Author smacks this insolent child with a hardcover edition of the Bible*: Quiet, you! Or I won’t let you appear even after the halfway mark! MC: … You evil bish!! —- T/W: This is mature content. A sprinkle of horror, a teaspoon of gore, topped with a handful of clownery. Some papapa is added as a garnish at the end. Consume at your own digression. A/N: This is an original work by LinShui. The cover is not mine, as I have negative skills in any illustrative art. Will commission for a cover when I’m no longer a broke bish. Do let me know if this is your art and you want to take it down, thanks! #unrequitedlove

I woke up in a novel. i become the cannon fodder ex-wife of the ML who was hopelessly in love with him. The character was supposed to die but now i am in her body. LOVE! I am gonna get a divorce anyway it was a contractual marriage. MONEY! As a genius hacker money is nothing to me. MEN! Well they flock around me because of my beauty. But what is this? A man keeps pestering me. Finally i lashed out,"Who are you?" He said,"My dear wife have you forgotten about me?"

La historia comienza tres meses después de que Lannore y Luke se escapan, él la ayuda a deshacerse de algunas cosas del pasado. El sentimiento que Luke siente por ella solo se ha profundizado en su tiempo juntos. Y Lannore se va adaptando poco a poco a la pérdida de quien consideraba el gran amor de su vida, su obsesión que la guió durante siglos, volviéndose cada vez más hacia Luke. Había una parte de Lanny que quería ser castigada. Un pedazo de su corazón que creía que merecía el horror de ser inmortal, la tristeza de ver partir a todos los que amaba, mientras que ella solo podía vivir con la pérdida y los recuerdos. Recuerdos terribles y solitarios. Este “regalo”, ofrecido por el más malvado de los hombres, Adair, era para ella la respuesta a una condena que debía cumplir. Pero, a pesar de la culpa y el castigo que creía merecer, seguía soñando. Y esperaba ser redimida por haber dado a Jonathan, su gran amor. El olvido que purifica a todo ser de su dolor: la muerte. Sin embargo, en el fondo de su alma, sospechaba que fuera lo que fuera lo que la atraía hacia Adair (y su maldad), cualquier sentimiento de infelicidad que los hubiera unido, ese sentimiento no había sido completamente exorcizado. No importaba que hubiera llegado a tapiar a ese hombre malo y dejarlo pudrirse, no importaba que había pasado el tiempo, ni que hoy podía contar con el apoyo de Luke y sus brazos fuertes y acogedores. ... Adair estaba cerca, podía sentirlo y su poder era implacable.

One morning, after being bound to the system, MC started his routine of always being captured / attacked by ML. It doesn’t matter if he transmigrated into ML’s little brother (Here I think brother disciple) or master or opponent, but in the end he is still forcibly being taken by ML. After transmigrating to many worlds: MC: Come out, system! The heck, why do these MLs don’t love their female goddesses, but insist on doing it with me! Aaaaahh!!! System: …. _:)_」∠)_ don’t ask me, I also don’t know. NOT MY STORY ! NOT MY TRANSLATION ! SUPPORT THE ORIGINAL WORKS --> https://isotls.com/the-tr-of-always-being-captured-by-the-ml/

Deandra Sparks wasn't immune to arrogant male energies especially when it came to a powerful one like this one in front of her. She had read about Andrè Rossi and seen most of his pictures but seeing him in person, she felt she should sue all those photographers for not doing justice to his great beauty. Damn. The guy was hot as hell! He was saying something but Dee was not listening. Her lips fell slightly open as she followed the trail of his lips on the back of her hand. How would those lips feel on hers? ******************************** Andrè Rossi the son of one of America's most influential businessmen, Lukas Rossi, woke up to see a false publication on the media by his ex-girlfriend, accusing him of rape. And now his distraught father whose greatest fear was a bad family reputation had sought to hire the service of a media revamper that would help erase the scandal that his son had plunged them into. What happens when the feisty, masochist article writer Deandra Sparks comes into the picture? Will her flame burn the infamous New York award-winning Casanova? Is she willing to quench this fire in him? And what happens when she is in a struggle between yielding to his soft touches and keeping to her resolution of not mixing business with pleasure?

Sigue la historia de Candado Barret, un niño de doce años con la mentalidad de alguien de cuarenta, frio, serio y sarcástico. Quien ahora tiene que soportar una guerra fría entre los dos entes más poderosos del planeta Gremios y Circuitos. Y la llegada de una nueva cara Hammya Saillim, quien vivirá en su casa ¿Cómo y cuando terminara Candado en tirarla por la ventana?