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Lin Jun, inexplicably reincarnated as a mushroom, found himself surrounded and trapped by demons in the deep levels of the Underground City. With no hands, no feet, and no eyes, he relied solely on the plunder skill from disassembled corpses to survive. He even established a mushroom garden in the Underground City, planning to gradually counterattack the dungeon. Until one day, a silly Duke's daughter, who was turned into a mushroom, fell from above. And also attracted a rescue team of diamond-level adventurers. "If you want to kill, then kill!" "Why would I want to kill you? Could you please calm down a bit?" "Huh?"

Hanleigh loves books more than nearly anything in the world; whether its reading them or writing them, Hanleigh just can't get enough. She relishes in the way authors can create worlds with the words they put in their books. She loves the way your imagination introduces you to a new world when you read a book. It may well be a world completely foreign to the one you live in. That world is brought to life; inspiring you to dream, captivating your imagination and enticing your senses. Hanleigh first took to reading as a small child reading Dr Zeus. She then fell in love with romance literature when she first read Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen; when she first swooned over Mr Darcy. She's read more books than she can count and owns more books than some libraries. One city. Nine million people. An heiress hell bent on breaking her parents' rules… A CEO struggling to maintain control... Two co-workers with a history they can’t delete… An artist running from her past… The man who wants nothing more than to protect her… A manwh*re doctor looking for a second chance with the only woman he’s ever loved… A detective and her jerk of a boss, hunting down a serial killer… And the hunky man who might just be one lucky girl’s Christmas Miracle…

[Ding! You get 1 Stone Block!] [Ding! You get 1 Dirt Block!] Bob the builder! Oop sorry cannot anger the copyright God on summary alone. Ben is a great uncle…. Yes he was living a poor photographer for daily news paper named…. Okay this gonna make the God angry, let’s try again. Ben is your average construction worker, one day he suddenly find himself surrounded by darkness. He was confused how he found himself in here, but a system screen appear in his eyes. [Congratulations you have been choosen as a Crafter] [You get 1 Blockify PickaAxe] [You get 1 crude dimensional pocket] ____________ Discord https://discord.gg/WBhVXr8YDk

When not cuddling inn signs in her beloved Scottish mountains alongside Mr Shey, Shehanne Moore writes dark and smexy historical romance, featuring bad boys who need a bad girl to sort them out. She firmly believes everyone deserves a little love, forgiveness and a second chance in life. A woman not even the ghost of Sapphire can haunt. A man who knows exactly who she is. Only one man in England can identify her. Unfortunately he’s living next door. Ten years ago sixteen year old Sapphire, the greatest jewel thief England has ever known, ruined Lord Devorlane Hawley’s life by planting a stolen necklace on him. Now she’s dead and buried, all Cassidy Armstrong wants is the chance to prove she was never that girl. But her new neighbor is hell-bent on revenge and his word can bring her down. So when he asks her to be his mistress, or leave the county with a price on her head, Sapphire, who hates being owned, must decide... What’s left for a woman with nowhere else to go, but to stay exactly where she is? And hope, that when it comes to neighbors Devorlane Hawley won’t prove to be the one from hell.

He reincarnated as the human avatar of a newborn dungeon core… and every monster he summons turns out to be a monster girl with opinions. Reed dies and wakes up underground as the human avatar of a newborn dungeon core beneath a small frontier town. His System gives him everything a proper dungeon needs: rooms, traps, monsters, loot. Then his monster templates load. Goblin → Goblin Girl Slime → Slime Girl Lamia, harpy, demon, golem… all become monster waifus with personalities, attitudes, and way too many demands about workplace conditions. The Adventurer’s Guild treats his dungeon as a new training zone. The town sees it as both opportunity and threat. The mysterious Dungeon Authority is watching. Rival cores smell fresh competition. To survive, Reed has to: Build and expand his dungeon floor by floor, Train, evolve, and actually care about his monster girls, Lure adventurers in without massacring them, And keep everyone from discovering that the “terrifying new dungeon” is basically an overworked guy babysitting a basement full of clingy supernatural women. Building a dungeon is easy. Raising a dungeon full of waifus is the real boss fight. AUTHOR'S NOTE: Please support with giving stones, adding to collections and reviewing! The more readers I can gain the more chapters I can put out! I'll be able to publish an extra chapter here and there. [check out my other novel for more r18, NEET FREAK] Tags: suggestive content ecchi Fantasy Dungeon Dungeon Core Monster Girls Harem Comedy Action System Base Building Weak to Strong Slice of Life

Lu Shi returned to the British Isles in 1900 and inadvertently swept through the literary world, simultaneously leaving behind the proverb: "In the aspect of treating others, Great Britain has always been inappropriate." In the generations to come, the British people often recall this with deep emotion, pondering what kind of international spirit could make a Chinese person so deeply troubled by Great Britain, leaving behind such a prophecy...

Under the misty and historically sedimented surface of London, there is a hidden current that ordinary people cannot imagine. Eighteen year old Alan Shaw grew up at the "Herbal Hall" Chinese medicine shop in Chinatown, East London, and was raised by a mysterious grandfather. He leads an ordinary to almost boring life: helping his grandfather manage the pharmacy during the day, smelling the fragrance of licorice and angelica; At night, they sweat and move cold goods in the dock warehouse. Fatigue is his norm, and occasionally when his fingertips brush over metal or candlelight, the fleeting strange "flowing sensation" is also attributed to his own overwork or nerve sensitivity. Grandfather's warning - 'Hide yourself, don't reveal anything special' - is the iron rule of his life. However, on a foggy midnight, fate rudely tore open the curtain of his peaceful life. On the shortcut in the abandoned shipyard area, Allen was dragged into the darkness by a sound that was not a human fight: the wild beast like roar tore apart the silence, and the metallic roar carried a piercing chill. Curiosity and an indescribable pull overwhelmed his fear of the unknown, leading him into the depths of the shadows of the steel ruins. There, he witnessed an unimaginable sight: a pale and swift ghostly figure ( Blood Clan ) engaged in a fierce battle with a muscular and partially beastly strong man ( Werewolf ) under the moonlight. Their power transcends the boundaries of physics, as blood light and claws pierce through thick fog. Even more deadly, a wild werewolf out of control sensed his gaze and charged straight towards him! At the critical moment, the suppressed and vaguely perceived "energy" in Allen's body fluctuated uncontrollably, like a stone thrown into a calm pond, instantly disrupting the invisible force field of the entire battlefield. This unexpected energy ripple not only exposed him, but also attracted the intervention of a mysterious woman who claimed to be the Guardian, Lena White. Her appearance saved Allen, but also plunged him completely into the hidden abyss known as' The Veiled World 'beneath the glamorous facade of London. Alan finally realized that the "energy" he perceived was the power of the origin of all things - Anima. Those who are born or awakened, able to perceive, absorb, and use spiritual energy like him, are called Animates. In this world, wizards weave arcades, witches communicate with nature, vampires (a blood race that claims to be the "Crimson Council") thirst for eternal life, werewolves (following the ancient "Silver Moon Oath") roar under the moon, and various forces such as alchemists, Druids, and psychic warriors maintain a fragile balance under ancient rules, hiding together in mortal society. And what broke this balance and caused a bloody storm was a mysterious organization called 'Ouroboros'. They crazily chased after the nine legendary Prime Glyphs left by ancient beings, each representing a subversive and almost world rule-based way of using spiritual energy, such as the "Weaving of Life" that manipulates life, the "Anchor Point of Time and Space" that interferes with time and space, and the "Return of All Things" that devours all things... They are powerful enough to rewrite reality and the ultimate treasure coveted by all ambitious people.

“I can take care of myself.” I snapped in frustration. His dark eyes gleamed back at me with amusement as his hand gripped my throat. “I bet you can. You know... this fiery attitude of yours is enchanting.” ******** Inheriting a bar was an adventure Raven couldn’t resist. The only problem she didn’t expect was to inherit the debt that came with it. Struggling to survive, she finds financial opportunity in Adriano, the local mafia leader, and falls into a spiraling life of seduction and violence to gain what she wants most. Behind every closed door they say another one opens, and the wild ride of anger, possession, and erotic romance takes her to places she could only dream of. Will she survive the danger that lurks in the shadows, or will she fall prey to it? “CONTENT WARNING (CW): This story may include scenes or depictions of violence and intense sexual pleasure. Mature Guidance Only. Luring the Underground is created by Scarlett Rossi, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Dr. Elias Vance is a clinical psychopath and a licensed modern therapist. When he transmigrates into Oakhaven—a grim, gas-lit fantasy metropolis choked by industrial smog, corrupt cults, and blood-magic syndicates—his soul-bound "System" does something unexpected. It constructs a pristine, sterile, modern psychiatric clinic right in the middle of the slums. To the broken and desperate, the clinic is a glowing psychic beacon of absolute safety. But to Elias, the city's terrifying, magic-wielding horrors are just extreme cases of workplace harassment, codependency, and severe diagnostic abnormalities. Armed with a notepad, a flat monotone voice, and complete immunity to fear, Elias starts treating Oakhaven's most dangerous figures: - A blood-magic Maw Priestess suffering from Shared Psychotic Disorder? Elias prescribes boundary-setting and a sleeping pill. - A high-society poisoner with Munchausen Syndrome by Proxy? Elias has her confront her toxic relationships. - A ruthless gold-weaving cartel merchant? Elias treats him for sociopathic corporate greed. He hands his patients simple therapy exercises and tools—like cheap foam stress balls, latex gloves, or an EMDR light bar. Yet, in this magic-suffused world, his patients manifest these mundane tools as terrifying, god-tier artifacts capable of manipulating gravity, severing mind-links, and dismantling empires. "Do you have an appointment?" Elias asks. Because in a world of dark gods and corrupt watchmen, mental health is a serious business. And the session fee is fifty silver shillings—no collateral accepted.

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—"