interest stories

For Chen Cheng, thirty means interest—the interest rate. From 3,000, to 100,000, to a million, to ten million, and then to over a hundred million... An ever-increasing amount of principal, an endless stream of interest. With money generating money, compounded interest calculations made Chen Cheng exclaim: This money can't be spent! Absolutely can't be spent! For a lifetime, I can't finish spending it!

*A slow-burn fantasy romance. The weak to strong tale of a peasant on the path of finding the love he deserves. Most romance novels focus on the woman's perspective, but what about the heroes of these stories?* NOT HAREM Synopsis: Being the son of a romance author has put unrealistic ideas in Henry's head. Despite his bad luck of being born a peasant, he can't help daydreaming whenever he sees a knight in shining armor riding away with a beautiful lady. Someone like him isn't supposed to be anything but a stable hand - working hard until his last breath just like his father. So why does he feel so compelled to seek out a life much greater than he could ever hope for? He wonders what the view will look like from the top, but he won't know until he gets there!

From mortal to an immortal god; this isn't just an ordinary romance cultivation story; it is a dangerous cultivation world of treacherous dangers. In the Nine Celestial Fraternity of the Celestial Realm where powerful cultivators ruled, a young man has the lofty ambition to be a cultivator. To be a cultivator means that he has to join a cultivation sect and this begins his journey to be the greatest cultivator in the Celestial Realm. But before Lu Qingyun cultivation journey can begin, he is already nailed by the greatest villainess in the entire Nine Celestial Fraternity and that she knows that he is the reincarnation of a powerful immortal great god! And so begins an epic battle of wits between a future upstart cultivator and the greatest villainess of all time as they bitterly fought to settle their feuds, using the entire Nine Celestial Fraternity as a stake. The loser shall die and the winner shall ascend to be an immortal cultivator! There are a total of seven celestial levels in order to cultivate as a celestial cultivator; Practitioner, Master Practitioner, Enlighten Celestial, Immortal Celestial, Golden Celestial, Golden Supremacy and Sacred Saint.

"You are too overpowered. Your existence poses a great threat to my son and daughter of fate. I had no other choice but to kill you." This was the voice of God he heard when he was about to enter the door of death. "A tragic oped character, sigh, its a very popular trend right now. The normal cliche of losing all your loved ones, an illegitimate son of a noble household, possessing overwhelming magic, good looks and what not. But as I kept writing I realised I made you way too oped, to the point your existence became a threat to the plot." The voice of god spoke to him again. "...Are you the one who killed my family?" He asked back with a blank expression. "Yes." Spoke the voice again. This simple one sentence angered him to the point he fought harder against his predestined death. He was enraged. The death of his family was orchestrated by this damn god, his life made miserable and painful, so he had to rise again, back on his two feets so he could destroy the god's world. And so he did. He rose again, defeating his death. Then he had his revenge by almost destroying the world. Almost!!! Before he could lead to the death of the Male and the female lead a thing called system was bounded to his soul. He was forced to leave his world and enter many different worlds. "Well, Unfreeze the OOC!" He demanded with a malicious grin on his face. He had to have his revenge. But most important of all, he had to be the one incharge of his characters. "......." The system shivered at his words, its invisible eyes bulging out. Unbeknownst to him, a GOD had embarked on a journey to a portal of unknown origin right at the time when he was entering a new world. "Oh fuck!" He cursed as he realised a dangerous point. "This is not the protagonist! Who is he?" Novel cover: Drawn by me aka @pushisinung

Synopsis: Demian Maxwell is the Crown Prince to the Grove Kingdom and an alpha. It's his first year at Oakswood Academy and a certain beta has garnered his attention, but why does Ophelia Rosewood keep popping up when he least expects it? Remi Sato is a renowned name in the science community, and this famous herbologist is starting his first year at Oakswood Academy. But this boy has a secret, and lots of them. He is secretly the omega prince, Remington Arlow and a reincarnated soul who just wants to be with his favorite otome game character. Excerpt: Remi looked at him in confusion. Demian saw the moment that Remi realized what he wanted when Remi's face turned a brilliant shade of scarlet, matching his beautiful pink eyes which seemed a tad darker than they were just moments before. "You-" Remi started, his words dying out. Demian pointed to his still open mouth, uncaring of how undignified he looked at the moment. This was something he needed, a peaceful, uncaring day with a beautiful beta to tease to get his mind off the nightmares he had recently been plagued with. Remi chewed on his bottom lip in contemplation. Before Demian could tell Remi that he was only teasing him, Remi picked up a fork and speared a piece of fish on the tines. With a red face, Remi raised the fork up until it was even with Demian's mouth, his hand under the fork to catch the food if it fell. Demian's eyes widened minutely but he refused to pass up the opportunity that was given to him. He leaned forward and took the piece of fish between his teeth, sliding it off the utensil. A rich, nutty flavor with a sweet sugary taste coated his tongue pleasantly. "This is really good," Demian said after swallowing his food. "I'm excited to try other dishes made by you." Remi flushed crimson once again. It was interesting to see such contrasting reactions out of him. One minute, Remi could be daring and confident, and in the next he could be timid and shy. "How about some vegetables this time?" Demian once again opened his mouth. A salty, leafy taste filled his senses this time. The salt wasn't overpowering and it brought out the natural flavors of the mixed vegetables that included asparagus and carrots. Remi lowered the utensils and looked away. "You have two perfectly good hands, feed yourself," he mumbled. The back of his ears and neck were tinged red. *This a teen-fantasy-romance novel set in the omegaverse.*

Celia never expected her life to come with a rewrite. One moment she was an ordinary woman allergic to her sister’s romance novels and the next, she wakes up inside one. Not as the heroine nor a side character. But as Lady Aria Valen, the villainess doomed to die after tormenting the heroine and facing punishment from four powerful male leads. Knowing the ending, she chooses survival over plot. She begins to avoid the men, avoid romance, and avoid everything. Unfortunately… the story disagrees. Because the more she tries to stay invisible, the more the four male leads start noticing her. And the more they notice her… the more they begin to fall.

On a whim, Alex signs up to volunteer with an outreach program at a local youth shelter. When Father Nate calls him and asks him to work with Jamie as a big brother, Alex envisions a little kid he'll pal around with. What he doesn't expect is Jamie Owens, an 18 year old boy with a bad attitude who's only two years younger than Alex himself.<br><br>Jamie's hot. Very hot, and nervy, and precocious, and damn sexy, to boot. Even if he is eighteen, Alex feels guilty lusting after the kid. Alex sees himself as a mentor to Jamie, someone to look up to, someone to prove being a gay man doesn't mean casual sex in crowded clubs. He tries to keep his distance, both physically and emotionally, but Alex is sending some very mixed signals, and Jamie is getting pretty frustrated. As their friendship grows, Jamie becomes a part of Alex's life in a way neither expects.

In a universe where everything costs something; not even power is offered for free! Ethan Vale thought he understood risk but then he got picked by the Debt System. It provides incredible advantages: foresight, control, influence, and the problem is that they're all loaned. Therefore, you must also repay the debt through chaos. To begin with, Ethan plays it safe by manipulating small-scale incidents in order to survive. When another user causes a catastrophic complication and then gets erased because of it, Ethan realises that this is not a game, but an inverted ecosystem. With the government now investigating/looking for him and his vulnerability to being watched by unseen players, he has to outsmart his enemies that don't fight and only use manipulation of reality to achieve their goal. Because in this system it is not the ones causing chaos that are the most dangerous, it is the ones controlling chaos.

A young girl who’s dream is to be an amazing hair stylist gets the opportunity of working at a hair salon for the first time as a assistant. While working there she gets caught up with a man she didn’t know had mutual feelings for her and a one sided love contract with a mystery someone. How will she handle herself and what will her clumsy ness get her into next. Read Secret Love Interest to find out.

The boss of my new company is actually my online love interest. The thing is, I just dumped him not long ago. I feel guilty and anxious. Sure enough, during a company dinner, the Boss kept going on about not getting into online relationships, and not to date people from Crestfall with the surname Shaw, saying they're all scammers. He might as well have just read out my ID Card number. Just then, a colleague chimed in, "I remember Quinn Shaw is from Crestfall." Facing my superior's sharp gaze, I gave an awkward smile, "Yes... that's right." I thought that would be the end of it, but my colleague changed tack, "But Quinn Shaw probably doesn't need to date online; I just saw him out shopping with a pretty girl last week." As everyone started gossiping, I couldn't even lift my head. Maybe I should just resign…