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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?"

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!"

In her past life, Su Yaoguang bought Xiao Yanci, supported his education, and helped him rise to great heights. She became his wife. Everyone praised him for never abandoning the farm girl who funded his rise. Su Yaoguang also believed she had found a good man. Unexpectedly, when she was seriously ill, she saw Xiao Yanci bring his first love and a child who resembled them both to her bedside. "Dad, mom, when will this person die?" the child asked, holding Xiao Yanci's hand. Xiao Yanci responded, "Soon, just wait a bit longer." That was the moment she realized: she had wasted her entire life on the wrong man. Returning to the age of fifteen, Su Yaoguang pointed at the bloody young boy: "I want him." In her past life, no matter what she gave Xiao Yanci, she only received a cold expression. This time, the young boy, like a wolf cub, dropped his guard; everything Sister gifted was the best. Sweet as milk. Devoted beyond reason. He melted her completely. Until one day, the young boy took a high position. Not wanting history to repeat itself, Su Yaoguang packed her things and slipped away at night, only to run into a man as noble and unattainable as a deity. "I've heard you call us siblings everywhere. Good sister, shouldn't we change what we call each other?"