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[ Eternal Yin Yang Mantra is operating now... ] [ Ding! Successfully unlocked the Experience Bar. ] [ "Charm Skill" acquired. ] [ For successfully obtaining Yin essence, Eternal Yin Yang Mantra is processing now... ] [ Ding! Experience Point +350 ] [ Ding! Successfully reached the second layer of Mortal Body Realm.] [ Ding! The host has an opportunity to acquire Spiritual Roots. Please make your decision. ] >[ Wood ] >[ Water ] >[ Fire ] [ Say what... 'I can get other's talent?' ] ------------------------ Real Synopsis: Alex finds himself in the body of a sixteen-year-old boy as a servant disciple of a cultivation sect. With a cheat-like game interface in his grasp; see how will he dominate the cultivation world. -------------------------- Notice: This is only a fictional work. Don't be realistic and just enjoy the story. -------------------------- Some people read only for Mc’s personality: ‹«Lovable, Loyal, Determined, Playful and Caring»› [ Author's note: 1) 1 chapter daily. 2) Extremely smut. 3) Go away little kids this isn't for you. 4) Netori. 5) Milf 6) Please don't curse me. ] Additional Tags: «Quick power-ups, marriage, Op MC, medium pace plot» #No Ntr #No Yuri #No Yaoi #No Futa #No Rape #No Lolicon #No Dark smut scene #You can curse me if your wishes don't come true in this work. [ ^=^ ]

Welcome, Children of The Moonlit Warren. This is the story of Oliver—once a less-than-ordinary guy, now reborn as a…rabbit. Sent to the fantasy world of Highreach as its Guardian, Oliver has only a single path back to his human self: defeat the Demon Lord. To stand a chance, he must fight, he must grow, he must evolve… and he must build a cult!? What to Expect: - Monster evolution, quirky skills, and plenty of fluffy growth - Kingdom- and cult-building - A weak-to-OP progression path - Classic LitRPG mechanics with a few playful twists - Followers with over-the-top loyalty (sometimes terrifyingly so) - Worldbuilding full of races, cultures, and politics - A sprinkle of fan service and harem-style antics - A mix of lighthearted comedy and epic fantasy arcs Update Schedule: Monday / Wednesday / Friday. Link to the Discord here: https://discord.gg/rYJPtuPy Link to the Patreon here: https://patreon.com/JunkiStar?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink Please note: This story is only published on Royal Road, Scribblehub, Wattpad, Tapas and Webnovel. If you see it elsewhere, it is being posted without my permission and will be met with a takedown. Praise be the Bunny!

Kiara sat at her small kitchen table literally bumping her head into the wood. Several times. Why the hell did she agree to spend four days in a fucking island with loaded snobs she knew nothing about? Of course, she didn’t know exactly what she signed up for before she accepted his offer, but she knew it came from the guy who sent her to fucking jail and said yes anyway. And based on what? A hunch. Something so intangible and arbitrary she would be unable to explain even to her dad, who was always a firm believer in following your gut. But she saw it, right there hiding behind his handsome stoic façade. He was… desperate. -- All Kiara has in life is her passion for art. Her career as a circus performer is a constant search for real attention, for people to see through the veil of plain entertainment. Chris Wright is the heir to one of the most profitable construction empires of the city, but to get to the top he needs the approval of his authoritarian father. Who knows what will happen when art meets business and passion meets duty?

Since I was born I was unwanted and unappreciated. When ever I finally thought someone wanted me they turned out to not. They just wanted to use me. The story starts when I was very young. I couldn't speak for myself. I couldn't tell people what I needed. What I didn't know was life was going to get so much harder.

Days before "DEATH"

Darkness has descended. It is ruthless, it is unfeeling, but it is not evil. The only chance any of us have to survive is the gift The Harbingers gave us, the Havens. Praise The Harbingers for life as we know it would have ended 20 years ago without them.

A human gain the powers of a god capable of creating worlds but is not unbeatable. He follows the adventures of a young god as he protects the universe he has created.

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—"

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?"

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!