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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....

Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?

Three years of devotion. Three years of loving Julian with everything she had. Only to be framed for a divorce and personally sent to prison by him. "I didn't kill her," Evelyn begged. "I didn't kill the woman you love." "I don't believe you." Facing a death sentence with no one to turn to, Evelyn made the most desperate choice of her life — she threw herself at the one person Julian would never forgive. His younger brother. "Get me pregnant. Please. It's the only way I survive." Because pregnant women are not subject to the death penalty. By the time the truth surfaced and Julian realized the woman he destroyed was innocent, it was already too late. He dropped to his knees. "Eve, I was wrong. Give me one more chance." A hand caught his wrist before he could touch her. "She's already my wife, brother."