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Orion woke up in another world. Magic. Monsters. Women. Stats floating in his vision. A system whispering inside his head. At first, he thought it was a game. Until dying started to hurt. Until pain lingered. Until he realized there was no logout, no reset, no escape. Midka is not a place that raises heroes. It is a world that breaks people and keeps only what survives. And Orion? He is the only one who can die twice… and is forced to remember every single time. °•○●

Jabari Franklin is 19 human years old, the last son of Duchess of Austral, ruler of all the Werewolf's down the Eastern Seaboard and he give NO FUCKS! He'd rather live as human boy; going to college chasing girls and playing basketball. Whatever to Werewolf stuff! Jabari defied all the rules by falling in lust/love with Briggy a human girl (his pet); that caused problems between him and his mother pack but Jabari gave NO FUCKS! Then, an ancient enemy showed up and started killing Werewolves & Werebears and Jabari gets caught in the cross hairs. Leaving his mother, the Duchess, to beg for assistant from the human she hated the most, her son's pet Briggy.

In a world where legends lived and gods walked, two entities stood above all: Phoebus, The Necrophile Lord and Hardy, The Corny Supreme. They were beings of immense power, revered and feared in equal measure. Born from the essence of creation continent itself, they had shaped the world with their hands, their wills carving mountains and filling seas. But now, they faced each other in a confrontation that would decide the fate of everything they had built. Phoebus, with hair of golden light and eyes that shone like the sun, stood firm, his spear shimmering with ethereal fire. Across from him, Hardy, dark as the void with eyes like the deepest night, wielded a spear that crackled with dark energy. They had come to this desolate plain, the last unbroken part of their continent, to settle a grudge that had festered for millennia. As they stood, a few hundred paces apart, the air between them was tense, vibrating with the raw power they emanated. Lightning flashed across the sky, and the ground trembled beneath their feet. Hardy's voice, deep and resonant, broke the silence. "Necro," he growled, "it has come to this, as we always knew it would." Phoebus nodded solemnly, his eyes never leaving Hardy's. "Indeed, Corn. The balance we once held is shattered. This must end." Without another word, they charged. Their spears clashed with a sound that shattered mountains. Each strike was a force of nature, each parry a defiance of fate. They moved with blinding speed, their forms blurring as they struck and counter-struck. The ground split open, molten lava spilling forth as the land itself could not withstand their fury. Phoebus twirled his spear, its tip leaving trails of fire in the air. He thrust forward, aiming for Hardy's heart, but Hardy sidestepped with inhuman agility, his own spear lashing out to cut a deep gash in Phoebus's side. The golden blood that flowed from the wound turned to steam as it touched the air. With a roar, Phoebus swung his spear in a wide arc, unleashing a wave of searing light. The blast incinerated everything in its path, leaving a charred, smoking crater. Hardy barely managed to deflect the worst of the attack with his own spear, the dark energy crackling around him forming a protective barrier. Hardy retaliated by plunging his spear into the ground. Shadows erupted from the point of impact, spreading like a plague. Trees withered and died instantly, the earth itself seemed to rot and decay. Phoebus leaped back, but not before the creeping darkness reached his legs, causing them to tremble and weaken. "You've grown weaker, old friend," Hardy taunted, his voice echoing with dark mirth. "And you have grown more cruel," Phoebus retorted, summoning his strength to counterattack. He thrust his spear skyward, and a column of pure light descended from the heavens, engulfing Hardy. The light seared through the shadows, burning away the darkness. The force of their attacks was not limited to their immediate surroundings. Waves of destruction radiated outward, leveling forests, evaporating lakes, and turning mountains into rubble. The very air grew thin, unable to sustain life in the face of such overwhelming power. The sky darkened as ash and debris were thrown into the atmosphere, blocking out the sun. For hours they fought, neither giving ground. Their movements were a deadly dance, a ballet of destruction. Every swing of their spears tore the sky apart, and every clash sent shockwaves that leveled everything in their path. The seas boiled, and the land itself cracked and crumbled. Phoebus, summoning the last of his strength, launched himself at Hardy with a ferocious cry. His spear, glowing with the intensity of a thousand suns, aimed straight for Hardy's heart. Hardy, his eyes burning with unyielding determination, met him head-on. His spear, cloaked in shadows that seemed to devour the light, struck toward Phoebus's heart with equal force. The moment their spears pierced each ot

Ever since the Hawthorne family's lawyer told me I wasn't their biological daughter, but the orphan of a deceased business rival, Damien, my technical brother and the ruthless heir to the Hawthorne Group, had built a wall of ice between us. His distance was suffocating. Just as I was about to accept a CEO position at an overseas branch to escape New York City forever, I hacked into his off-limits private computer. Inside was an encrypted folder filled with audio recordings of his therapy sessions: "Fuck! After her eighteenth birthday, everything changed. She's not a little girl anymore. Her womanly charm is like a fine whiskey—fiery, intoxicating. It's driving me to the edge." "Today, at the board meeting, I nearly dragged her out of her chair and kissed her senseless in front of the entire board." "The way she threw that punch at the charity boxing match... all I wanted was to pin her against the ropes and take her, hard, from behind." "If she dares call me 'Dami' with that innocent look in her eyes again, I swear I'll get her pregnant with my heir and announce it at the next Hawthorne Group press conference for the whole world to see!" I slammed the laptop shut. That night, I let my long hair down, slipped into one of his custom-made white dress shirts—and nothing else—and strode into his bedroom. "I'm in charge now, Dami," I whispered, my voice a low purr. "And you are going to please me."

Anne merasa lelah tak pernah diakui oleh Jovan, berkat hubungan backstreet yang ia setujui dengan mudah, ia terus merasa tersakiti. Apakah Jovan tak mencintainya lagi? Atau dari awal ia tak memiliki rasa? Inilah yang ia takutkan dari sahabat menjadi cinta, mereka akan berpisah jika bosan, bukan hanya kekasih, ia harus kehilangan sahabat. Keadaan kian keruh karena Aura yang terus mengejar Jovan, serta lelaki itu yang tidak pernah tegas menolak padahal ia memiliki Anne yang jelas-jelas adalah kekasihnya, walau disembunyikan. Hingga Anne meminta untuk putus, ia merasa harus mengakhiri kebodohan karena cinta. Ditengah rasa kecewanya, ketiga sahabatnya merencanakan pergi camping bersama. Awalnya semua baik-baik saja, bahkan Anne sangat bahagia dapat menjauh dari Jovan dan bersenang-senang dengan sahabatnya. Tapi siapa sangka, camping yang harusnya membahagiakan, malah menghadirkan petaka yang penuh dengan teriakan, tangis dan penyesalan. "Sakit.... aku ingin pulang!"

This is a troll novel you might've seen from tiktok I just thought of it as a joke and prolly won't finish it

You won't be able to tell where this novel is going... But you can know one thing: it's totally crazy! It's filled with jokes, so don't expect anything serious. A novel for readers who want to have a funny and relaxed time. (For fun, please search after chapter 5 please)

Tired of her stressful life in States, Jeacelle decided to go back to her grandparent's hometown to start anew. Little did she know, going back there will turn her world upside down upon meeting a weird guy in the cafe who happens to be a link to the missing piece of her life.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

Bai Su, who transmigrated into a book set in the interstellar Beast World, has only one interest: making delicious food at the orphanage, raising children, and enjoying her hard-won new life. Future's great villains? The cubs are all super well-behaved in front of her! The Federation Leader comes to freeload a meal, and his disability is cured! The business emperor comes to freeload a meal, and his infertility is solved! The obese little female gets thinner the more she eats, gradually growing into the number one beauty of the Beast World. She also attracts the number one genius doctor of the interstellar era and the interstellar great captain. The villainous cubs, driving warships and controlling ten thousand beasts: "If you want to get close to our Mom, you'll have to withstand our cannon fire first!" The Federation Leader laughs in anger: "You dare to bomb my armory? Courting death!" The gloomy and bloodthirsty emperor: "A bunch of little trash! You think I'm afraid of you?" The doctor's face turns ashen: "Either give back my research results, or die!" The interstellar great captain dangerously shoulders a Barrett: "I see you're all dying to get locked up." Bai Su smiles and peeks her head out, holding a gleaming kitchen knife: "Time to eat! What are you all doing?" The big shots and the little villains, harmoniously putting their arms around each other's shoulders in a picture of fatherly love and filial piety: "Coming~~"