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Title: Love Must After Study (恋爱要在学习之后) Author: 路過的中二少年 (A middle schooler passing by) Genre: Harem, school, slice of Life, romance, comedy Synopsis: In Shuchi'in Academy, a second-ranked student of the exam, is known as the Second Unshakable King. Now he is the first rank, Asada Shinichi, the 69th Student Council President. In his address to the whole school, he said: “Sensei, in my not-too-distant life, I have realized a truth... The more hypocritical we are, the more we stop moving forward. The more we look ahead, the more things are missing. The more we care about the shackles of law and common sense, the less we can see the shadows of freedom and happiness. Everything is wrong! Human beings have limits, so I...” The principal very nervously rushed forward. “Asada Shinichi, exactly what are you trying to say!” Shinichi waved his hand, a group of beautiful girls came forward holding a novel with around a few million words. "There's only one thing I want to say, and it's only a very simple thing, Love Must After Study!"

The Commander who claimed to be a Transmigrator said to have traveled through several different worlds, and even blew up a planet with his bare hands, and tore off his system with his own hands... Even them Tactical Dolls were not willing to believe such outlandish claim. But seeing how this guy even wanted to unscrew and taste a bottle of Collapse Fluid... They felt that this is most likely true, and their commander...was more like a complete reckless man! -XXXXX- Disclaimer: I aint own anything, and a mere 'translator' or 'editor' to show gems.

After reincarnating into the world of Naruto, Yami awakened the Bond System, a power that grants him rewards for forming connections with others. Good news: he has a cheat-like ability. Bad news: his name in this life is Shimura Yami, and his grandfather is none other than Shimura Danzō. As he stared at the long list of enemies, so long it couldn't fit on a single page, Yami could only sigh. Forget about being a carefree playboy in the ninja world. If he wanted to survive, he’d have to go full menace mode. ---- All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators. Join My Discord: https://discord.gg/rQeZW7gZ4s

Is Happily Ever After even possible for Mia Lane and Timothy Barrett. Between Marriage, divorce, death, birth, comas, sabotage and the escapades of a couple precocious four year olds this story has it all. An ending for Meet My Brothers. Story begins at chapter 1090 for reference. There is one scene of domestic violence so far and a couple references to it off screen. There is one scene of violence against a minor though it doesn't get graphic and is not sexual in nature. Though it is a ways out from the beginning of the story.

For mature readers who want their fantasy dark, political, and unflinching. This is A Song of Ice and Fire crossed with supernatural knight horror: brutal, morally gray, and unafraid to ask what honor actually costs when the powerful decide children are disposable. Expect sharp dialogue, visceral fights, court intrigue that bites, and a protagonist who will break every rule — including his own — to keep the innocent from being fed to monsters wearing crowns. This is not a story of tournaments and songs. This is what happens when a knight who has already seen the end of worlds refuses to look away from the rot eating this one alive. When he chooses the bastard, the wild little girl, and the commoner’s son over the prince who thinks the realm exists to amuse him. The lions have been bloodied. The wolf is still standing. And winter is coming — from both north of the Wall and inside the Red Keep itself.

[Resident Evil & Other Monster Verses Included] __ Alex expected death to be boring. He did not expect to wake up in the Resident Evil universe as a half-rotten T-virus zombie shambling around the Arklay Mountains, one bad encounter away from getting his brains ventilated by a shotgun-wielding pretty boy or one very stressed heroine. Then the System showed up. [Monster Evolution System Initializing…] [Purpose: To evolve. To consume. To become.] Now Alex can absorb biomass, steal genetic traits from monsters, evolve into progressively nastier bioweapons, and crawl his way up Umbrella’s food chain from disposable corpse to the kind of experimental abomination even their scientists would ruin their lab coats over. There is just one problem. A huge, throbbing, deeply illegal problem. [Debuff Acquired: Apex Breeding Urge] [Condition: Breed till the meat calms down or lose your mind.] So while Rebecca Chambers thinks she’s dealing with zombies, leeches, and corporate bullshit, something much worse is evolving in the walls. Jill Valentine will have bigger problems than locked doors. Claire Redfield will learn that outbreaks aren’t the only thing that spread fast. Ada Wong might think she’s collecting samples, right up until she realizes somebody else plans to leave one in her. Armed with monster forms, a roulette wheel full of cracked abilities, and absolutely zero interest in dying with what’s left of his dignity intact, Alex is going to game every outbreak in the franchise like a filthy little power-leveling goblin. Boss monsters will be farmed. Heroines will be stalked. Umbrella’s greatest creations will be eaten, copied, upgraded, and turned into stepping stones. Because in a world full of viral horrors, giant mutants, and women with enough plot armor to survive a missile strike, Alex has discovered the one rule that matters: Being dead has never been so hard ---- -This is an original story, not a translation ____ The story, while primarily set in Resident Evil GameVerse will also be including missions and visits to other monster-themed worlds as time gap between resident evil games is quite long. ___ Content Warning & Tags This story contains explicit adult content and is intended for mature audiences only (18+). Tags: Antihero, Monster Evolution, System, Transmigration, Resident Evil Universe, Zombies, Mutation, Body Horror, Dark Fantasy, Horror, Smut, Harem, Corruption, Power Fantasy, Graphic Violence, Psychological Manipulation. If any of the above themes are not your thing, this story will not be for you

A guy gains the Gamer System and gets thrown into a multiverse of his own. Now he must balance becoming stronger, getting the girls and surviving this mess all the while entertaining his seniors. Harem, lemons in the future, Gamer MC. I am Just a Computer Engineering Student Sharing Stories to my Homies on Webnovel Who don't have anything to read and trying to generate a side income albeit little ;) Patreon : BeyondCheat ( IF YOU WANT TO SUPPORT ME FOR BRINGING THIS FIC TO THIS WEBSITE ) NOTE : THIS IS NOT MY FANFIC, I AM TAKING THIS FIC FROM FANFIC.NET AND POSTING IT HERE REALAUTHOR : CROSSEDGE ( FULL CREDIT GOES TO HIM ) **IF THE AUTHOR WANT TO REMOVE THIS FIC CONTACT ME**

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?"

A mission gone wrong sends military doctor Han Lei tumbling through time, straight into the arms of a fallen Prince in a war-torn era. With a bizarre excuse to keep a doctor by his side, the battle-scarred general finds himself completely undone by her soft words and gentle hands. Han Lei's wish is to earn silver and marry a strong man. The Prince’s wish is to seek development and marry a gentle wife. Two people, four desires, who will bend first? --- She's a dignified modern woman who crossed through time. How could she stand by and let these ancient fools bully her husband? He's a national hero, yet nearly got himself killed over that damn loyalty of his. She asks him: "What are you thinking?" He answers: "My heart is dead, you know what I am thinking." She curls her lips, turns to leave a sentence: "Then what are you waiting for? Go do him now!"

"This is the first time—and the last." That's what Asher Keating told her, cold-faced and buttoning his shirt, after one night he never should have had. Leah Sinclair was no one. A broke college student buried in debt after her grandmother's surgery, selling her evenings at a high-end escort club just to survive. She wasn't supposed to end up in his bed. He wasn't supposed to come back. But he did. After the second time and the third, Leah cursed viciously in her heart: "Damn man! You really can't trust a word men say." Many years later, Asher looked at Leah sleeping beside him and sighed to himself: "Sure enough, you shouldn't be with the same woman more than three times, or you'll really be in for it." Was it possession... or affection? A choice that began as a transaction but became true love, with only the wish... to never forget their original intentions.