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Immediately after Gu Changge realized he had transgressed into a fantasy world, the world’s protagonist, and fortune’s chosen, vowed to take revenge on him. Envied by all, he not only has the female lead head over heels for him but he’s also treated as a distinguished guest wherever he goes. Fortunately, Gu Changge’s prestige and power are superior to everyone else’s, so shouldn’t it be easy to trample on a mere fortune’s chosen? Hold on… There’s a system dedicated to milking and harvesting from the protagonist? Gu Changge smirked. “Seems like even fate wants me to fulfill my destiny as the Villain of this world!”

(for my own online listening only, Please support ChubbyCheeks for the official translation) Shen Miao, the Di daughter of a military family, was pure, quiet, gentle, and gracious. Because of her foolish love for Prince Ding, she forced her way into becoming his wife. After six years of assisting her husband, she finally became the mother of the world: The Empress. She had stayed with him during the fight for dominion over the empire and during the efforts to expand its territory. She even went so far as to put herself in danger and be taken hostage by a neighboring empire. In spite of this, when she returned to the Imperial Palace five years later, she no longer had a place in the Imperial Harem. That beautiful woman he kept in his embrace gave her a bright, stunning smile and told her, “Older Sister, the country has settled down. It is time for you to step back as well.” Her daughter died tragically and her son the Crown Prince was deposed. No one in her Shen family, who had been completely loyal to the Emperor, were spared. With arrival of a new reign, everything was overturned! Shen Miao never thought that all of the perils they encountered as husband and wife, all of the assistance they gave each other mutually, were nothing but a joke in his eyes! He told her, “Because you have been with this Emperor for more than two decades, this Emperor will allow you to keep an intact corpse. You should be grateful for this kindness.” Beneath a meter of white silk, Shen Miao established a malicious oath: Once the day of reckoning arrives, every single one of you will die! Once reborn, she returns to the year when she was only fourteen years old, a time when tragedy has not yet befallen, when her family still lived, and when she was still the pure, quiet, gentle, and gracious Di daughter of a military family. Close relatives conceal evil intentions, her cousins are vicious and merciless, the new concubine is like tiger watching its prey and that scum wants the previous life’s events to be repeated? Her family must be protected, the great enmity must be avenged, and the prize must include the empire’s imperial throne. In this lifetime, let us see who comes out on top! But that Xie Family’s young marquis, that tyrannical and arrogant spear-wielding young man on horseback, stays stubbornly on her side and proudly declares, “It is merely toppling the Imperial Family. Do not forget, the world belongs to you, and you—you belong to me!” – The Thirteen Capitals of You Zhou: This belongs to you. The Ding Yuan City in the North Dessert: This belongs to you. The Southern River of Yu Zhou, the Eastern Sea of Ding Xi, the Green Lakes of Lin’an, the Ancient City of Luo Yang: All of these belong to you. “Xie Jing Xing, if all of this belongs to me, then can you tell me what you want?” “Alright, you.”

In a distant universe, two technologically advanced civilizations have been engaged in a war for over a century. The protagonist of the story, Jurion, perished in the conflict and found himself in Hell. He is given a system that compels him to revive the Demon God, or else he will face death. As he journeys back to his home planet, he discovers that his sexual organ has undergone a transformation. "I can't believe it! My dick has evolved?" “Dick Evolution acquired! Goblin dick: Able to orgasm multiple times in a row… Orc dick: Able to control the amount of your cum… Lamia dick: adds a tingling effect…” Join Jurion on his mission to conquer planets using the power of his enhanced genitalia. It is important to note that this story contains explicit sexual content and graphic violence, and viewer discretion is strongly advised.

You think too much, cultivation is not like this… When Kong Hou steps on the path to cultivation, she learns that all xianxia stories are full of lies. A relaxed cultivation story. Kong Hou: a traditional musical instrument like a harp. The female protagonist’s name.

As a virtuous wife, does it include tolerating his cousin, enduring his concubines, bearing his mother? If you will not let me live freely, why would I let you live in satisfaction? Did fate let women time-travel so they could learn the three morals and four virtues? Rather than act like a coward and live, it would be better to live in satisfaction and die.

Everyone in the City of Jing thinks that bestowment of marriage between Xian Junwang and the daughter of the Yi’an Marquis House is to insert a fresh flower into manure. Xian Junwang was that fresh flower and the di daughter of Yi’an Marquis House was that manure that was not liked. It is said that what is heard is false, seeing is believing. Who knows what the truth really is?

Many people thought that the sweet-looking second miss of the Gu Family must be a gentle, kind and soft person. Yet sometimes, the truth was in the hands of the few. This is a story of a tyrant flower in the guise of a delicate flower and a seemingly sickly but extremely long-lived and infatuated emperor. The infatuated emperor’s each day: spoil the tyrant flower, and take care of government affairs along the way. In truth, this is a sweet story.

"Quincy" "Yes darling" "I'm not yours yet" "You were mine the moment I laid eyes on you" "Quincy" "Yes darling" "You're too old" "I heard older guys are spicier. The spicier, the better. I wouldn't say old, I'd say mature" "Quincy, go home" Quincy Davis shamelessly claimed Seraphina Jacob as his. He liked her at first sight, but he fell for her at the first "hello". "Sera" "Yes Quincy?" "My eyes are up here" "Oh My. I prefer the two dangling eyes between your thighs. The nose in between is saying hello to me. Hi little Quincy. Let's get to know each other well in the future" "Sera, eyes up here not down there" Seraphina Jacob shamelessly claimed Quincy Davis as hers. She liked him at first "naked" sight, but fell for him at the first "kiss". This is a fluttering story about Quincy and Seraphina, and how their love blossomed in the Summer. Updates at least 2 chapters a day. Currently updates 5-6 chapters per day. Cover photo is from Niña on Pinterest titled "The time that you know the love will never end."(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/784189353842863640/)

In "Metamorphosis Nexus: Beyond Dreams and Digital Realms," Dave, a young student, finds himself entangled in a web of mysterious dreams that unravel the secrets of a forgotten language. Haunted by vivid visions of Chuks, a wise man from Africa, Dave is drawn into a realm where reality and dreams converge. As he navigates this enigmatic dream world, guided by Chuks and a mystical being named Igwe-ka-Ala, Dave discovers the transformative potential within his subconscious. His dreams lead him to a construct, a fantastical realm where he encounters creatures, explores paths, and unravels the depths of his own mind. Chuks, a mentor and psychologist, becomes a pillar of support for Dave in his quest for self-discovery. Together, they delve into the symbolism of dreams, the power of the forgotten language, and the significance of an ancient necklace named Ola. Along the way, Dave's dreams intertwine with his waking reality, sparking a metamorphosis that transcends the boundaries of the seen and the unseen. As Dave grapples with the challenges of his academic pursuits, friendships, and the integration of newfound wisdom, he faces skepticism from friends like Shen. The story weaves together the realms of dreams and coding as Dave realizes profound connections between his dream world and the logic of programming. "Metamorphosis Nexus" explores themes of spirituality, self-discovery, and the blurred lines between dreams and reality. With every dream, Dave inches closer to understanding his true purpose and the ancient language that binds him to a higher calling. In a journey filled with mystery, enlightenment, and the pursuit of passions, Dave emerges from the nexus of metamorphosis, poised to transcend the boundaries of his own potential and make his dreams a tangible reality.

This high school transformation story is anything but typical. Included in this world are vampires, werewolves and other magical creatures, but is set in modern day. Our main character is a grade 10 student, who doesn't easily fit in. What is an androgynous looking girl to do? I am sure wearing unisex looking clothes all the time doesn't help either. Being mistaken for a boy, angering a moody male werewolf, trying to navigate high school life, attempting to make a friend and many other adventures await. But most importantly, is love on the horizon? There is more to Sam than meets the eye...masquerading as a human to hide her true identity, with only a spell to keep her form from changing, she longs for the day when she will be strong enough to be able to fully control her form herself... ×When I arrived at my class, I had a shock. I had a moment where anxiety hit me like a ton of bricks. There, in the back row was Kyle. I suppressed my first instinct, which was to run out of the room. At this point I was still looking at him, but he hadn't noticed me yet; he was talking to two other guys. 'Maybe if I sit in the front row, and don't turn around all class, then he won't know I am me?' I thought. But, right at that moment, Kyle decided to look up as someone near me called and waved to him. "Dang!" I whispered under my breath as I turned my head away from him and slipped into the seat in the corner of the room. At least now I was strategically placed; in a desk in the front row closest to the door× ×'Better the devil you know, than the devil you don't.' I thought as I charged up to him. He was, as expected, ready for me. I threw a punch at him, but he blocked it, grabbing my wrist. Before I could do the wrist turn and put the pressure on the weak thumb, with the intention of escaping his grip, he punched me in the stomach with his free hand. The punch landed the right way to knock the wind out of me, and my body crumpled forward and slid to the ground.× ×It was the end of the school day and all I wanted was to be home, in my own room, so I could think. I walked to the edge of the woods and sat beside a tree to rest. I sighed. I needed this moment, alone with nature. As my body relaxed, I realized just how tired and sore I was. The adrenaline was wearing off, and the aftermath of my spikes of high anxiety took its toll. I was physically and mentally exhausted. Gingerly, I reached behind me to see if I could tell, by touch, the extent of bruising on my back. From the feel, I could tell not only would they be an ugly bluish- purple, but that some were still swelling. I knew it might not be as bad as it felt, as I bruised so easily. I counted myself lucky that I healed twice as fast as a human. 'If I had the healing rate of a werewolf, I would be healed by now.' I said to myself. 'Some people get all the luck!' × × I smiled to myself as I walked down the main street. It was finally the weekend. Free from school, I decided to see what stores there were. Up ahead, I saw a teen girl exit a nail salon. 'Woah,' I thought. 'She is really good looking.' My thoughts didn't really do her justice. She looked like she just stepped of an airbrushed magazine cover. She had thick, long chestnut colored hair, that suited her heart- shaped face. Though she had long legs like a runway model, her torso was shorter, so she stood a few inches shorter than me; at about average height. As she glanced to both sides of her, I noticed she had the most clear, blue eyes and a perfect button nose, that many women would kill for. She turned and walked away from me. 'She is so beautiful. She reminds me of classical music, famous statues and renowned classic paintings. Is this what the old masters felt when they found their muse?'×