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Even though she's already had a tough life at just the age of 18, Hae Won is about to receive another blow from life as if the universe has something against her. Her mother abandoned her after she was born.Her dad used to beat her up as she reminded him of the woman who left him.As karma would have it he recently passed away leaving Hae Won all alone. Hae Won is a genius so she easily manages to get a scholarship and uses the pocket money to rent out a single tiny room which is all she needs for now. She can't bare any type of affection from people.She's alive but she's not living Present day.... Chapter1

After reluctantly indulging in a romance simulation game at my sister’s insistence, I woke up to find myself transformed into Henchman role of the villainess Luciana Speda, the northern duchess, the Prince’s fiancée, and the unexpected mid-boss within the game’s narrative.

Synopsis: After faithfully serving the Empire's richest family his entire life as their Hammer, Sir Marcus Tiberius feared by all as 'The Great Titan' started changing ever since a mysterious book called 'A King's Game' one day entered his possession. How much will destiny be change now that a villain's henchman got the skript of what is to come? Disclaimer: - World and Characters inspired by Game of Thrones and Dark Souls. - Technically NO Harem but Three Female Leaders [you get my gist ;)] - No NTR - Shorter Chapters ~1000 Words (sorry) - No editor, so most likely bad grammar and spelling mistake (again I am sorry) -I am not getting paid to write so please don't expect regular updates. - Please, enjoy and if you like leave some Powerstones.

Cal Weston is a 50 year old otaku who wakes up one morning in the ripped, youthful body of James Kai, only to discover he’s been transmigrated into the world of Stupendous Comics, a chaotic universe filled with colorful heroes, over-the-top villains, and rival criminal syndicates. Dreaming of joining the ranks of legendary supervillains like Doctor Death, Cal is crushed to learn the truth: James isn’t a feared soldier of evil… He’s a henchman... for a D-list mobster who barely controls a street corner. Now stuck in the life of a bottom-tier villain goon with a ninja cult family, Cal must navigate superpowered turf wars, bizarre villain politics, uneven home-work life balance, and the unwritten rules of henchman survival, all while trying to avoid dying in a world where even minor superheroes can throw cars. With no superpowers, no cheat system, no past memories, and no plot armor, Cal must claw his way up the villain hierarchy from henchman to something greater… Or die trying.

My physics fanatic grandpa made a new invention again! And of course, I will obediently be the first victim. Oh wait, what! I time traveled? Cool! Let's have some fun! Viewers this is my first time writing so please don't be too harsh to me! :) English is not my first language so feel free to tell me if I make a mistake somewhere. so Heng Heng Heng we go!

In a world where the Great Dao governs all and Sovereign-realm cultivators shake the heavens with a single breath — there exists a small, unremarkable sect on a quiet mountain. No grand tournaments. No legendary artifacts. No elder councils debating war strategies. Just a man. A table. A cup of tea. Thirty-seven sects have fallen to Zhao Wuhen alone. Ancient Demonic Gods have crossed fractured realms and broken Heavenly Laws to reach this mountain. They all stop at the gate. Not from the disciples who bleed to hold the line. Not from any formation or divine weapon hidden in the stone walls. But from something they feel the moment they arrive. Something old. Something that existed before the Myriad Heavens were written. Something that sits in a pavilion at the peak — and does not move. Even the Great Dao cannot reach where he sits. Even the heavens do not look directly. He has not told his disciples what he is yet. Even Ancient Gods stopped at his gate. He didn’t look up from his tea.”

Voilet, are you listening to me? You are pregnant, Voilet. After hearing this from the doctor Voilet, who was 18 years old, had a very weak eye. She couldn't understand how she could get pregnant. Her marriage was not even 24 hours old. And no boy had touched her yet. How can Voilet get pregnant in such a situation? Her father was just as shocked as Voilet was. He was standing in the doctor's cabin as if he was waiting for a storm to come. That's when the doctor told Keith. Look, Mr. Keith Guleria. I can understand that you both are very worried right now. But before you take any decision let me tell you that the pregnancy is four months over. So abortion is out of question. Voilet thought that the doctor must have made a mistake. So, while standing with the help of the nurse Voilet, who was weak, used her strength to scold the doctor. What are you saying? This is impossible.

He prayed. He waited. He lost everything. When his pregnant wife dies under “unavoidable complications,” grief is supposed to be the end of his story. Instead, it becomes the beginning. As heaven remains silent, he discovers inconsistencies buried in medical records, erased test results, and a system that protects itself at all costs. The more he searches for the truth, the more resistance he faces—warnings disguised as kindness, intimidation masked as concern, and silence enforced by power. This is not a story about faith lost. It is a story about what a man becomes when silence stops being divine and starts being deliberate. Because when justice is buried, and heaven does not answer… someone must.

Liệu một tiền đạo "sa cơ" có thể trở thành hòn đá tảng vững chãi nhất lịch sử Astra? Hay cậu sẽ bị nghiền nát bởi những gã đàn anh quái chiêu và những bài tập "hành xác" của gã HLV đồ tể? "Chào mừng đến với Heaven—nơi thiên đường bắt đầu từ những đôi chân lấm lem địa ngục!"

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!