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LONER MEETS GODDESS Takei Tanaka, an average high schooler, goes about his life in an uninterested manner until he stumbles upon a girl in need of help. That girl turned out to be Akari Akazawa, the number one beauty of his school. Due to some circumstances, they end up spending time with each other which results in their relationship blossoming into something new. A romantic comedy filled with 99% fluff and 1% seriousness is about to start! Written in the style of Japanese web novels. This is the original work of an amateur writer, so feedback would be greatly appreciated. Illustration by @dotturndot Discord server: https://discord.gg/ReZFWxjNS2

[Ding!! Ultimate Cash System Awakened ] [Ding!! Mission: Study for One Hour. Minimum Reward: 1000$] [Ding!! Mission: Greet the campus beauty. Minimum Reward: 600$] Lukas, dying a tragic death regressed back in time; the first thing he did was study hard and get into an Ivy League university. Last time he died like a homeless dog who couldn't even afford food on the street, so he vowed to change that this time around. Lukas still remembers who was behind his demise but decided to make himself wealthy first because he knows revenge is a dish poor people can't afford. With his "Ultimate Cash System," he's going to become ultra-rich and crush those bugs along the way. Additional Tags: #sporty #baseball #WWE #nontr #noyuri #famousprotagonist #handsomeprotagonist #lightcomedy #regression

To escape a poisonous snake, Milo Hartley must beg a lion to save him. “Milo, crawl here. Show him who you belong to!” _Nero Hartley “Well, stay still. Be a big boy, for once. Tell him who you will choose.” _Salvatore Portello, looking at Milo, who sat on his lap, his large hand gripping Milo’s hip possessively. *** Milo is cursed. Since he was seven years old, he has seen the exact day people will die. After his family died in an accident he predicted, he was sold to the Hartley family as an omen of bad luck. For thirteen years, he lived as a toy for the sadistic Nero Hartley, enduring constant humiliation. Now, Nero is trading him to Salvatore Portello, a ruthless Mafia boss who just killed his own uncle to take the throne. To escape Nero’s obsession, Milo risks everything. He kneels before Salvatore and begs for protection. Milo doesn’t know which is more dangerous: the snake or the lion. But now, both have claimed him. One with a dark obsession, the other with a lethal protection. ⚠️ Warning ⚠️ What to expect: -R18+ -Graphic violence and humiliation in the early chapters and recur throughout the story. -Sweet and dark romance between our leads. -Kink: BDSM play mostly consensual. -Smut, explicit adult content that is part to the plot.

A story of adventure and discovery. A story of bonds and fellowship. A story of mysteries and mantras. A story of a world only the brave dare to brave. The adventure of a simple young man, brave and strong. A seeker of fun, one who understand the beauty of creation. A creature shrouded in enigma, as deep as the universe. The pursuit of mankind and all creatures in existence. A game of survival, a struggle for dominance. A contest of the braves. Additional tags: Realistic fantasy, Mature, Ecchi, Faction Creation, Romantic Subplots.

After barely surviving the chaos of the Citadel Streets, Luke is drafted into the Fire Nation military, enrolled in their academy, and must find a way to survive the war to come.

[Mature Content] Pollyanna, haunted by her father's mysterious suicide and the rumors of a family curse, faces strange encounter in Dunecliff city. After a disillusioning relationship, she doubts true love exists, until mysterious messages and near-death experiences disrupt her life. When her ex-fiance is murdered, Pollyanna seeks solace in her hometown, Aleyska, only to uncover her father's hidden secrets. As she grapples with her newfound identity as part of a "pack" and the enigmatic title of "Luna," it was confirmed that she indeed has no Luna wolf. In the midst of making the public announcement, Pollyanna is confronted by a stranger with a chilling claim. "Get her bags," a commanding voice pierces the air, freezing Pollyanna in shock. "I'm here to collect my mate." Mate? Pollyanna's world spins as she faces the unsettling prospect of multiple Alphas vying for her allegiance. How did her life spiral into such uncertainty?

Raen Solis has never known comfort—only rejection, debt, and failure. Trapped in a crumbling apartment in the lower districts of Velden, he survives by doing shady game-boosting gigs and digital scraps, praying each day won’t be his last. Then one night, a sudden power surge from his worn-down rig knocks him out cold. When he comes to, a glowing interface hovers before him: [SYSTEM LINKED: SKILL SHOP INTERFACE] Any skill. Any mastery. For a price.

On this day, Blue Star entered the era of the Ten Thousand Realms Contest. The selected humans will board the floating island as professionals, hunt monsters, and upgrade to gods. And among all professions, the lord profession is the most expensive! Lin Yu was fortunate enough to obtain the lord profession, and was randomly assigned an exclusive unit that was more powerful than the top-level unit—Angel. From then on, Lin Yu started his own great cause of fighting for hegemony in ten thousand realms! Several years later, Lin Yu sat on the throne of the god king, looked back and overlooked...

"They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.” (Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.) You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing? The MC who never laughs. Never feels. Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence. He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.” He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.” He never flinches, never laughs, never lives — And you call that strength? Funny. Because to me? That’s just a prison in disguise. You see an “alpha.” I see a boy too scared to feel anything real. While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice, I’m already making the Saintess scream, drenched in sin, halo cracked, legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her. And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control. I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh. I didn’t need to dominate her mind — I freed her heart. But that scares people, doesn’t it? Because readers trust the ones who suffer. Who stay quiet. Who kill without blinking and love without showing it. But me? I flirt. I laugh. I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry. I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness. I weaponize mine. Pleasure. Connection. Laughter. That’s my arsenal. And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves, Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems, I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again. You call that luck? Nah. That’s mastery of the three worlds. Because in a world that respects coldness, I came in hot. Where others manipulate, I connect. Where they posture, I play. Where they sacrifice, I seduce. So go ahead. Call me a simp. But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny, I’m the one making goddesses question theirs — with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets. I’m not the hero. Not the villain. I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.

> "I died grinding max loot in Cyberpunk 2077. Woke up in Night City with a 15-inch problem, a trillion credits, and a system whispering: 'Seduce them all.' Guess I’m the patch they didn’t see coming."