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A group of dumb gangsters get sent to another world that is filled with countless islands, as they stumble around in this new world and new bodies. Surviving a doomsday cult, beating up nerds, and not listening to any law at all. All the while they steal, rob, and rape through the islands. Faith grant’s strengths unbound! With classes to match their faith, however our not so bright heros don’t seem to grasp something everyone else sent to this world understands quickly. Never fear, because with brute strength, a total disregard of the law and morals, shall guide us in our perilous adventure of these uncharted islands! Booty and treasure awaits, just don’t grab the boss’s booty! **Content Warning** This novel contains mature and potentially distressing content that may not be suitable for all readers. Reader discretion is advised. The specific content includes: - Gender bending, including transgender themes, cross-dressing, and gender fluidity - Depictions of rape - Use of explicit language and swear words - Depictions of violence - Dehumanizing content and themes that may be disturbing or offensive Please be advised that the themes and events depicted in this novel are for storytelling purposes and do not reflect the author's or publisher's values or beliefs. If you find any of these topics triggering or uncomfortable, please consider whether this book is appropriate for you.

A bunch of scumbags, gangsters, mobsters, thieves or whatever you want to call them are kidnapped and gathered in a clandestine coliseum by a group of very influential people worldwide. Which of these scumbags will make it out alive?

Authors Note: I love cultivation. And I love the classics and tropes. But, I've fallen in love with space. And I found that there's a tragically short supply of space cultivation, with drama and such. What I hate, however, is power creep. That is not here. Cultivation is not sitting for seven billion years to godhood, nor is it take three pills and fart out a new universe. My take on cultivation is, alignment and knowledge. Strength as a by product, not a goal. Also, as strong as a cultivator might be, they aren't stronger than the sci-fi elements in the novel. This is not a generic cultivation power trip which cannibalizes the rest of the narrative. It will be a slow at times, fast at others. Morality is in question. Ethics in question. The trappings of a mind abandoned put up against the reality of the wider firmament and its place there. Yovan doesn't know anything about Cultivation. Only having dreams, the echoes of destruction, to haunt him. Any lesson he can glean vanishingly rare amidst the noise of the end of his race. It will take time, this is an epic, not a sprint! If that sounds like something you'd be interested in, I welcome you to enjoy. Ps. I know the dreams are cryptic and hard to follow. This is intentional at the start. //// What to expect: - Weak, weak MC, but intelligent, slow burn strengthening. - Romance, slow burn, psychologically active. - Action, though not for simple actions sake. - Ancient mysteries. Dreams. Spirits. Worlds. Politics. High Sci-Fi. Aliens! - Questions of morality, philosophy and oaths weighed against desires!

I ONLY OWN MY MC

WARNING: Before reading this novel do NOT self insert your own morality. Wrath. Pride. Lust. Envy. Sloth. Gluttony. Greed. Every human carries desire deep, raw, and hungry. In a world reborn by apocalypse, these desires are no longer hidden... they’re weaponized. When a cold-hearted hitman in his 30s is pulled from the ruins of Earth and thrown into a white cell with strangers from different times and worlds, he’s forced into a brutal new reality governed by the Desire System. Accept the mission tied to your deepest craving… or die. Reject it? Maybe live if you're lucky enough to hold a rare Rejection Token. But in a world this cruel, luck is just a lie the weak cling to. As factions rise, morality decays, and “heroes” fall faster than villains, survival is no longer about power it's about how much of your humanity you're willing to burn. Because here, in this hellish game of sin, the only rule is this: satisfy your desire, or be consumed by it.

Once upon a time, there lived a girl who was left on the stairs of the academy by an unknown man. His message was very clear "Remember Eleanor, your parents love you." Her eyes were so deep and beautiful that you could see the whole ocean in her eyes, yet they were so dark and mysterious that you could see the demon in her. Eleanor, the girl whom they called the yin-yang. .oOo. Written by Rujula Sachiradha, formerly known ad Rujula Sharma. This book was formerly known as "THE ACADEMY" the story has evolved and is something new now. So I apologise to the old readers. This book is the first book in #umbraandstarlight trilogy. There will be three spinoffs. Thank you. I hope you like the story. With much love, Your author. P.S- A cliffhanger awaits you....

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—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!