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Jin Yahui was living his regular life in good ol' Earth. Until he was hit by Truck-san and was transported to a Wuxia world!!! His golden finger? A music system... that only plays music. ORZ Watch Jin Yahui as he suffers through old-timey tunes and elevator music in his journey to conquer the world! ........... Expect less than 50-word slice of life chapters, and if you're here for a story, then you're at the wrong place. Please kindly find another novel ¯\_(ツ)_/ ¯ Hello! I have stopped writing this book and gone towards completing a serious version. Search for Music System: REWRITTEN for the novel!

CONTENT WARNING This story is intended for a mature audience and contains graphic, intense scenes that may be disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is strongly advised. DON'T FUCK ME OR YOU DIE... Camilla Gray's loneliness ended when she found a family in the Harts—and a fierce, consuming love in their son, Bran. Their wedding day was soft and sunlit. The kind of day that makes you believe in forever. It shattered on their wedding night. He died inside her. Years later, Camilla isn't healing. She's surviving. She lives as a servant in her own home, enduring the venomous blame of Bran's family, who are convinced she killed him. She's starting to believe them. Then a stranger steps out of the rain. Lucian Thorne is a trillionaire whose calm is more terrifying than any rage. He holds a contract bearing Bran's signature—and hers. To settle an unimaginable debt, Bran sold her. Now Lucian has come to collect. Camilla faces an impossible choice: remain in a prison of grief and contempt, or walk into a gilded cage owned by a man who sees her not as a person—but as collateral. This is not a story about moving on. This is a story about what happens when the only way out is to sell yourself to the person who already owns you. Genres: Dark Romance | Psychological Thriller | New Adult | Tragedy

Walking across the street 23 year old Bai An saw an injured kitten limping across the road as a huge vehicle sped towards it. Her animal lover instincts kicked in and she pushed the kitty away just in time it's body landing on an old torn up mattress. However Bai An herself was not as lucky with no one wanting to risk their lives to save hers she quickly fell victim to Truck Sama. "At least I did a good deed" was her final thought before her mind gave into the darkness. Waking up she sees her self floating in the air, everything around her is pitch black as her mind races wild with idiotic thougts. "What the-..." all of a sudden a ball of light appears out of nowhere. "WELCOME MY DEAR CHILD TO THE DIMENSION OF SPIRITS" A fat man bellowed his bald head shining brightly with vigor as if saying " look at me, look at me see how smooth I am I know u wanna touch it." Bai An laughs at her ridiculous thoughts before bringing her attention back to the piece of blubber in front of her. The fat man whose name she learned is Jun Qiang told her that he's from the committee of gods who decided that her death was too early so they decided that she would be Reincarnated into one of their worlds. Which one she doesn't know but she's a little excited because from the novels she's read before the protagonist always gets sent to a world that's a game they already played in their past life and they have a ton of cheats so she's hyped up. Jun Qiang then wishes her good luck as she feels her spirit being sucked into a vortex. "Awwwww YEAHHHHHH" she screams but it comes out as a baby's wail instead as her arms flail around her eyesight blurry.

Cursed prince Zyranth is dying from shadows that eat his soul… unless he fúcks powerful women to steal their essence and grow stronger. One brutal, mind-melting session at a time, he builds a harem of deadly beauties: - A red-haired warrior who rides him like she’s conquering kingdoms - A silver-haired sorceress whose pú$sy pulses with forbidden magic - A diplomat whose curves seal treaties in cûm - An elf healer who binds him with living vines - An assassin who surrenders her blade—and every h0le Every thrust unlocks new power. Every 0rgasm crushes the curse. Every woman joins the fight against a rival duke who wants the throne… and his head. But the more he claims, the hungrier the shadows become. Will his endless, filthy b0nds save the empire… or doom it to eternal lúst? If you love over-the-top fúcking that actually moves the plot, this is your next addiction. Add now before the next chapter drops and the shadows claim him forever.

Maxie Langford isn’t your typical heroine—she’s thirty-two, emotionally allergic to monogamy, and currently ghosted by a guy who once moaned his own name during sex. After one tequila-soaked night of frustration, Maxie stumbles upon a dusty old self-help book titled The 100 Steps to Sexual Enlightenment—allegedly written by a bisexual monk with a foot fetish and poor impulse control. Naturally, she decides to follow it. All of it. What follows is a ridiculously hot, hysterically chaotic journey through sensual soul-searching and sexual misadventure. From attempting seductive eye contact at yoga class, to accidentally joining a nudist drum circle, to discovering her vibrator may be haunted—Maxie’s pursuit of “sexual enlightenment” takes her through 100 steps of absurdity, awkwardness, and explosive orgasms (some emotional, some battery-powered). But this isn’t just about pleasure—it’s about power, confidence, and finally learning how to train her dck*… whether it’s attached to someone else or hidden in the drawer next to her tax returns. Featuring a cast of deliciously inappropriate sidekicks—including a sexologist with a kink for TED Talks, a dominatrix barista, and a talking dildo named Harold—this is the most erotically unhinged and laugh-out-loud memoir you’ll ever read. --- Warning: May cause spontaneous blushing, uncontrollable giggling, and sudden urges to buy a velvet whip.

white lies, school dance and bad boy Hunter McCarthy. the top three things that are going on in Ivy Hasting's life with her innate ability to burst out lies about her love life. to save face, she enlists the help of the infamous (but very attractive) Hunter McCarthy by asking him to teach her. from lessons in self-confidence to unconventional teaching methods, Ivy has two weeks to find a partner for the school dance. only problem? well, you'll have to find that one out for yourself. and in the mean time, f*ck love.

Title: Overpowered or Lazy as F**k Genre: Fantasy, Action, Comedy Setting: Modern-day Seoul, South Korea, with a blend of otherworldly realms and supernatural occurrences.

Na utopia sem-fim de Ecclesia, uma cidade perfeita, onde vive Yarin Zanetti, a Igreja é o poder absoluto e o Clero é o ápice da sociedade, mas todos vivem bem e dormem tranquilos. Até que uma força superior invadiu a Catedral. O Clero agora é aquilo que diz querer exorcizar: demônios. Eles são chamados de "Umbros". Os "Umbros" não são demônios físicos, mas sim entidades que mudam a aparência de seu Hospedeiro. Assim que Yarin descobre que o mundo virou de cabeça para baixo, antes mesmo de pensar no futuro, ele tem que pensar em como ficar vivo.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"