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A man with fluffy black ears atop his head and a swinging, long, black, furry tail burst into the villa with a cold and stern expression. Holly Wyatt didn't know what was happening; though deaf and mute, she somehow heard the man's disdainful voice at that very moment. [The cub has grown a little.] [Still too weak.] [How did she end up looking like this? So gaunt and scrawny, so unsightly. Standing there, she looks like a telephone pole—the shortest one, at that.] Holly Wyatt: ... She rubbed her fingertips together, staring at the tip of the man's tail that curled into a little heart shape, wanting to touch it... * Two years later. Dressed in a camisole and hot pants, the moment she pulled open the main door, she heard the man's sharp, explosive inner shriek. [Aaaah! Damn it! Who taught the cub to dress like this?! I was only gone for two years, where is my cub who used to be all bundled up?!] [Give her back!!] * As the leader of the Wolf Clan, Silas Thornton's primary mission was to manage the pack, and his secondary mission was to raise the cub well. One day, he discovered that the cub he was raising actually wanted to date! This meant the cub wanted to procreate! That was unacceptable! And so, Holly Wyatt could always hear the man's inner ramblings. [The cub is still too young; she can't run off and procreate with some random man out there.] [If the cub is really that desperate to procreate, I suppose I can reluctantly make a sacrifice.] [Why doesn't the cub want to procreate yet? I'm already prepared.] Holly Wyatt: !!?? Does this mean she can finally touch his big tail?

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After being found and brought back by her wealthy family, Arabella Donovan has an unexpected awakening and discovers that the world she lives in is a mishmash of popular story tropes. Her eldest brother is the tragic guy in a melodramatic, angsty novel; Her second brother is the cannon fodder in an showbiz power-fantasy novel; Her third brother is the scapegoat who ends up with a criminal record in a doting teen romance; Her fourth sister is the vicious villainess in a 'real vs. fake heiress' story; And even her parents are just antagonistic background characters in some sweet, middle-aged romance. Arabella Donovan: This family is a complete collection of misfortunes. The word 'tragic' doesn't even begin to cover it. Her family, after hearing all of her inner thoughts: "..."

In the heart of Hollywood, where fame and fortune shine the brightest, darkness hides just beneath the surface. Lucien Blackwood runs a small antique shop that no one notices… and no one understands. Every item in his store carries a story. Some carry curses. Some carry death. And some— Should never have existed at all. After awakening a mysterious ability known as Fate Insight, Lucien can see what others cannot: The countdown of death. The shadows clinging to the living. The horrors waiting just out of sight. As strange clients begin to appear at his door—each more dangerous than the last—Lucien realizes one terrifying truth: This world is not normal. It never was. But for him? Dealing with cursed objects… Performing exorcisms… And walking the line between life and death— Is just part of running a shop.

Magic is a crime punishable by death. The Divine Solaran Empire is ruled by the god known as the Sun Father, and its laws are enforced by a ruthless church that hunts heretics without mercy. In the shadows, spirits and mysterious entities roam the streets. While Gods and demons wait in the cosmos beyond the Veil. Luca is just an orphan trying to survive in the slums until a dead mage brands him with a strange mark that opens his eyes to the world of mysteries. The mark is the inheritance of the Emperor of Heresies, a mage feared by even the High Priests of the Church and the Inquisition. Once, Luca's only dream was to escape poverty. Now with the allure of power in front of him, he wants nothing more than to rule the world itself. If the price for power was blood, Luca would drown the world in it. ___ Additional Tags: Magic, Mystery, Demon Summoning, semi-victorian inspired fantasy, Demons, Slow burn, Author's Note: This is a slow book. I suggest reading the first five chapters to get a grasp of where this is going. As you can probably tell, it's not a system or a transmigration. MC is smart, calculating, and competent. If you have patience, this will definitely satisfy you.

[Previous Title: Travesty of 1959 (TO1959)] Ines Lacroix, the Lady of the Witching Hour who was hunted worldwide for decades. Someone like her… No one would believe that she had settled down, and grown into an old wrinkly woman who sold books for a living. From being a low-ranked member in an occult, a personnel under the Archduke, then a Saintess belonging to the Church of the Sun God, to finally having her face plastered everywhere and deemed a sinner. At first, Ines was flabbergasted at the accusations that flew her way one after another. Worst of all, all those whom she once knew believed the damned rumors and the papers—even her closest allies, and her lover, Regis Beaumont. During the pinnacle of her horrid reputation, horrified, Ines watched as the rumors came to life. Starting from mass genocide, arson, crimes against humanity, and dozens more—crimes and actions she had never committed were now tied with her name. But as time flew by, Ines had unknowingly accepted the rumors, and she became the person they made her out to be. “Ines,” Regis mumbled, a distraught look in his eyes, “You’ve changed.” Gently embracing the deformed spirit in her arms, she patted their little heads and smiled at him. “Have I?” — Excerpt: Ines watched as her sweet, beloved lover, Regis, held a blade to her neck. The poor man trembled like a feeble branch, unable to go through with his actions. “Do you hate me?” She softly asked, looking him in the eye. When he didn’t reply, she leaned closer to his blade. A thin red line appeared on her neck, and droplets of blood spilled onto the ground. Regis shook, and the corners of his eyes reddened as he helplessly dropped his blade. “No,” He murmured. A smile slowly crept up Ines’ face. Tears streamed down her face like a waterfall, and she threw herself at him. Muttering incoherent words, she wrapped her arms around him and wept. For a moment, Regis stood still. But, in the face of her tears, he crumbled and hugged her back. “I’m sorry, my love. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” “I know.” Ines watched as he defenselessly leaned into her arms, unaware of the looming dangers. Slowly, she raised a small dagger that she had previously hidden in her sleeve and aimed it at his heart. —— [This novel is participating in the 2023 WSA ] Discord: eudine Discord server: https://discord.gg/XKN7tJH88 [ON BREAK TILL OCTOBER 7, 2023!]

[On Hiatus, busy with other novel but I will not abandon this novel, thank you for your patience.] *WFP #29: Role Reversal Gold winner* *A BL Slice of life and romcom novel!* Who doesn't know Feng Xiaojun? Tall, handsome, rich, and also the CEO of Feng Group. He is a dream CEO that everybody imagined in that typical CEO romance story. But the CEO holds a deep, darkest secret imaginable... Feng Xiaojun is a hardcore, rotten Fudanshi who loves binge reading BL/Yaoi stories every time, even at work. "Sir, how about our meeting schedule this morning?" - Secretary Shi. "Reschedule it, I'm sick today," - Feng Xiajoun who binge read on Killing Stalking the whole night. *** This story has: - Your not so typical CEO. - Relatable, slice of life comedy about BL readers (Fujo/Fudanshi) - Cute BL romance! *Although slow, I will never drop this story, don't worry!* This is a side, fun project of mine! *** Original cover drawn by my friend, SleepyKola.

Vampires, werewolves, technology, potions, ghosts, cyborgs, divination, puppets—every terrifying element you can imagine converges in this occult otherworld. Lynn stumbles into this bizarre realm and becomes an apprentice at a monster apothecary. “There’s something off about that bloke! He never administers anesthesia during surgeries!” “That place is a total scam! Even if you’re in perfect health, they’ll find you a dozen ailments!” “Wait, but isn’t that supposed to be the best apothecary for a hundred miles?” “Naturally! It’s the only one for a hundred miles!” Lynn can’t help but sigh at these rumors. He knows full well he’s a conscientious doctor with strong medical ethics—such hearsay is truly deplorable. Hoisting a chainsaw, he stares intently at the patient on the operating table and says gently: “Sir, bear with me. I’m just going to remove your appendix.”

Everyone in the world has their own talent. Some may be smart, others may be strong. Dummy on the other hand have a talking plushie and a magical phone. Follow Dummy as he finds his way through this danger filled world and discover secrets beneath the madness. Note: consider the first 4 chapters to be a prologue(it’s pretty bad). Expect slow start and slow updates. The world is similar to the scp universe with it’s own anomaly however there is also a fantasy power system.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.