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"If you intended to die anyway, don't die quietly like a pussy! Go out in a fucking blaze of glory!" That was the statement that changed my world forever. I was a loser in life. I died and got reincarnated into a Revenant. Revenants were people who defended the living from the dead. In exchange for a second life, they had one task and were blessed with one cheat ability. The task? To kick as much zombie ass as possible. Unfortunately, my cheat just made me "Rewind". It didn't give me super strength, speed or the ability to fly. Hell, it didn't even give me a way to fight! Without any way to kill zombies, I nearly died on my first day on the job! Back then I remember crying and puking all over the place like a little bitch. But while I started out like a little bitch, I didn't stay one. Dying full of regrets changed me you see. So much so that I made a promise. I refused to repeat my mistakes when I was human. Reborn as a Revenant, I will never bow down to anyone ever again. Unfortunately, these Revenant bastards were old school. Like they hacked zombies with swords and all that crap old school. As a man born in the USA, I saw no reason why I needed to follow their outdated way of thinking. The modern world had the superpower of gun powder and lead. So instead of swords, I came after every zombie I saw with guns. Like countries in the middle east, I proceeded to blow the motherfuckers to kingdom come. And surprisingly because of "Rewind", I found out I could never run out of ammunition. $200 for each kill. Hefty bonus for each area of hell liberated. What scared normal people shitless suddenly allowed me to earn millions every day. The richer I got the more "Freedom" I could unleash! Mortars, tanks, air strikes to even nukes. Backed by modern science and technology, I slowly but surely drove the undead back. Along the way, I met and saved seven heavenly beauties. And all of them fell in love with me. They were a little obsessive, scratch that, they were all fucking insane. My precious harem was comprised of nothing but Yanderes in every sense of the word. Still, I would willingly burn the entire world for any of them. For when I called, only my battle harem answered. And that was even before I learned of another secret. Exchanging bodily fluids with my girls gave me their cheats. Suddenly, in contrast to every Revenant in the world who only had one, I alone wielded eight. One from each girl plus my own. And so unfolded my 2nd life. Which eventually became my legend. Who am I you ask? I was born as John Smith. But these days not even my girls use that name. Both on Earth and in Hell everyone else just calls me Limitless. And I am the Strongest Revenant. *************************** Author Notes: Harem size: 7 | No NTR | No Yuri | No Grape Novel Focus: Action, Adventure, Urban Fantasy, Reincarnation, Dark, Weak to Strong, Battle Harem, Beautiful Heroines, YANDERE Heroine, Military, Loyal Subordinates, Kingdom Building, War, Politics, Conspiracies, Overpowered, Face Slapping, Tragedy, Character Development, Multiple POVs, Betrayal, Alternate Realities, Demons, Zombies, Superpowers, Tower Climbing, Tower Defense, Wish fulfillment. I have paid for and own the copyrights to both the cover and character images. Official Discord link https://discord.gg/7yxSzd3szy, See you there!

"Si tu as l'intention de mourir de toute façon, ne meurs pas silencieusement comme une mauviette ! Pars dans une putain d'explosion de gloire !" C'était la déclaration qui a changé mon monde pour toujours. J'étais un raté dans la vie. Je suis mort et me suis réincarné en Revenant. Les Revenants étaient des personnes qui défendaient les vivants contre les morts. En échange d'une seconde vie, ils avaient une tâche et étaient bénis d'une capacité spéciale. La tâche ? Botter le cul à autant de zombies que possible. Malheureusement, mon pouvoir me permettait seulement de "Rembobiner". Il ne me donnait pas une super force, de la vitesse ou la capacité de voler. Merde, il ne me donnait même pas un moyen de combattre ! Sans aucun moyen de tuer des zombies, j'ai failli mourir dès mon premier jour de travail ! À l'époque, je me souviens avoir pleuré et vomi partout comme une petite salope. Mais si j'ai commencé comme une petite salope, je ne suis pas resté comme ça. Mourir plein de regrets m'a changé, voyez-vous. À tel point que j'ai fait une promesse. J'ai refusé de répéter mes erreurs quand j'étais humain. Renaissant en tant que Revenant, je ne m'inclinerai plus jamais devant personne. Malheureusement, ces salauds de Revenants étaient à l'ancienne. Genre, ils découpaient les zombies avec des épées et toutes ces conneries à l'ancienne. En tant qu'homme né aux USA, je ne voyais aucune raison pour suivre leur façon de penser dépassée. Le monde moderne avait le superpouvoir de la poudre à canon et du plomb. Alors au lieu des épées, j'ai poursuivi chaque zombie que j'ai vu avec des armes à feu. Comme les pays du Moyen-Orient, j'ai procédé à envoyer ces enfoirés au royaume céleste. Et étonnamment, grâce à "Rembobiner", j'ai découvert que je ne pouvais jamais manquer de munitions. 200 dollars pour chaque mort. Prime substantielle pour chaque zone de l'Enfer libérée. Ce qui terrifiait les gens normaux me permettait soudainement de gagner des millions chaque jour. Plus je m'enrichissais, plus je pouvais déchaîner de "Liberté" ! Mortiers, chars, frappes aériennes et même des bombes nucléaires. Soutenu par la science moderne et la technologie, j'ai lentement mais sûrement repoussé les morts-vivants. En chemin, j'ai rencontré et sauvé sept beautés célestes. Et toutes sont tombées amoureuses de moi. Elles étaient un peu obsessionnelles, que dis-je, elles étaient toutes complètement folles. Mon précieux harem n'était composé que de Yanderes dans tous les sens du terme. Pourtant, je brûlerais volontiers le monde entier pour n'importe laquelle d'entre elles. Car quand j'appelais, seul mon harem de combat répondait. Et c'était même avant que je découvre un autre secret. Échanger des fluides corporels avec mes filles me donnait leurs pouvoirs. Soudain, contrairement à tous les Revenants du monde qui n'en avaient qu'un, moi seul en maniait huit. Un de chaque fille plus le mien. Et ainsi s'est déroulée ma 2e vie. Qui est finalement devenue ma légende. Qui suis-je, demandez-vous ? Je suis né John Smith. Mais ces jours-ci, même mes filles n'utilisent plus ce nom. Tant sur Terre qu'en Enfer, tous les autres m'appellent simplement Sans Limites. Et je suis le Revenant le plus fort. *************************** Notes de l'auteur : Taille du harem : 7 | Pas de NTR | Pas de Yuri | Pas de Viol Focus du roman : Action, Aventure, Fantasy Urbaine, Réincarnation, Sombre, Du faible au fort, Harem de Combat, Héroïnes magnifiques, Héroïne YANDERE, Militaire, Subordonnés loyaux, Construction de royaume, Guerre, Politique, Conspirations, Surpuissant, Gifler des visages, Tragédie, Développement de personnage, POV multiples, Trahison, Réalités alternatives, Démons, Zombies, Superpouvoirs, Escalade de tour, Défense de tour, Réalisation de souhaits.

Reborn in the immortal and demon world where righteousness and evil contend, Song Yan is kidnapped into the Puppet Demon Sect and assigned as a skin-making servant. During working, his system unexpectedly awakens, allowing him to enhance his lifespan and comprehension as long as he engages in skin making. [You absorbed the remaining life span of a stubborn donkey: 10 years] [Please choose the lifespan to invest] [You invested ten years of lifespan to comprehend Profound Root, you continued to lie there, being penetrated by ghosts...]

"Si de todos modos pensabas morir, ¡no mueras calladamente como un cobarde! ¡Sal en una maldita explosión de gloria!" Esa fue la declaración que cambió mi mundo para siempre. Yo era un perdedor en la vida. Morí y reencarné en un Revenant. Los Revenants eran personas que defendían a los vivos de los muertos. A cambio de una segunda vida, tenían una tarea y fueron bendecidos con una habilidad especial. ¿La tarea? Patear tantos traseros de zombis como sea posible. Desafortunadamente, mi habilidad solo me hacía "Rebobinar". No me dio súper fuerza, velocidad o la habilidad de volar. ¡Diablos, ni siquiera me dio una forma de luchar! Sin ninguna manera de matar zombis, ¡casi muero en mi primer día en el trabajo! En aquel entonces recuerdo que lloraba y vomitaba por todas partes como un pequeño cobarde. Pero aunque empecé como un cobarde, no me quedé así. Morir lleno de arrepentimientos me cambió, ¿sabes? Tanto que hice una promesa. Me negué a repetir mis errores cuando era humano. Renacido como un Revenant, nunca volveré a inclinarme ante nadie jamás. Desafortunadamente, estos bastardos Revenants eran de la vieja escuela. Como que cortaban zombis con espadas y toda esa mierda de la vieja escuela. Como un hombre nacido en EE.UU., no veía razón por la que debiera seguir su forma de pensar obsoleta. El mundo moderno tenía el superpoder de la pólvora y el plomo. Así que en lugar de espadas, fui tras cada zombi que vi con armas. Como los países en el Medio Oriente, procedí a volar a los hijos de puta al reino venidero. Y sorprendentemente debido a "Rebobinar", descubrí que nunca podría quedarme sin munición. $200 por cada muerte. Bonificación considerable por cada área del Infierno liberada. Lo que asustaba a la gente normal de repente me permitió ganar millones cada día. ¡Cuanto más rico me hacía, más "Libertad" podía desatar! Morteros, tanques, ataques aéreos e incluso armas nucleares. Respaldado por la ciencia y tecnología modernas, lenta pero seguramente hice retroceder a los muertos vivientes. En el camino, conocí y salvé a siete bellezas celestiales. Y todas ellas se enamoraron de mí. Eran un poco obsesivas, olvida eso, todas estaban jodidamente locas. Mi precioso harén estaba compuesto por nada más que Yanderes en todo el sentido de la palabra. Aún así, voluntariamente quemaría el mundo entero por cualquiera de ellas. Porque cuando llamé, solo mi harén de batalla respondió. Y eso fue incluso antes de que aprendiera otro secreto. Intercambiar fluidos corporales con mis chicas me daba sus habilidades especiales. De repente, en contraste con cada Revenant en el mundo que solo tenía una, yo solo manejaba ocho. Una de cada chica más la mía. Y así se desarrolló mi segunda vida. Que eventualmente se convirtió en mi leyenda. ¿Quién soy, preguntas? Nací como John Smith. Pero estos días ni siquiera mis chicas usan ese nombre. Tanto en la Tierra como en el Infierno todos los demás me llaman Limitless. Y soy el Revenant más fuerte. *************************** Notas del autor: Tamaño del harén: 7 | Sin NTR | Sin Yuri | Sin Grape Enfoque de la novela: Acción, Aventura, Fantasía Urbana, Reencarnación, Oscuro, De débil a fuerte, Harén de Batalla, Heroínas hermosas, Heroína YANDERE, Militar, Subordinados leales, Construcción de reinos, Guerra, Política, Conspiraciones, Superpoderoso, Abofeteo de rostros, Tragedia, Desarrollo de personajes, Múltiples POVs, Traición, Realidades alternativas, Demonios, Zombies, Superpoderes, Escalada de torres, Defensa de torres, Cumplimiento de deseos.

The twin sisters, Catherine and Caroline, robbed an old ancestral house out of pressing necessity. Unfortunately they were caught empty handed by the owner himself and his bodyguards. To avoid jail time, something needs to be in exchange for their freedom. What happened next...? A tumultuous, intense and passionate love story between Catherine and the owner named John began to take shape in each chapters of the story. ~~~~~ For John, his first encounter with Catherine was embroiled with lust, not proper and wasn't even built on a solid ground. He thought he already lost her. But he nurtured and kept her memory alive in his mind. How many times he was willing to chase the woman he loves? For Catherine, she met John for the first time in a cruel stroke of destiny.Something happened between them. But he left a lasting impression on her. He was her first kiss, the first guy she was physically intimate with. But he wasn't even her boyfriend! He was just a stranger that appeared in her life once, but the imprint he left on her body, his gentleness and his generosity was bound to hunt her forever. How long she can deny the true beating of her heart? In another time their path was destined to cross again... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ *** This novel is controversial, gripping and addicting! But more importantly you will be amazed of one man's enduring love for one woman 'till the very end. It's rare to find a guy who's love for a woman can endure the test of time... ~The cover is not mine, made by Nat Mordon. ~My Other novels in this site~ * Hot Romance With The Vampire~ Completed * The Beauty And The Wolf ~ Completed. * The Vampire's Love~ You Are My Destiny ~ Demon's~Vampires~Shapeshifter~ Completed. * Hidden Husband: Beloved Wife ~ Completed~ Contemporary Romance * The Last Embrace~ (Completed) Vampire Fantasy Romance, 472 chapters. * Sweet Surrender: The CEO's Second Wife~ (Completed) Contemporary Romance. * The Tale of Three Sisters ~ (Completed) Fantasy Romance~Adventure.

There were two souls. One was assiduous with an unyielding will. One was effortlessly cunning with wisdom beyond many. And now, they are one. The universe will pray. *** *** *** Marcius Aemilia was killed during a duel because his opponent cheated by using a vicious poison. Fortunately, he was resurrected by an outer god with an agenda. Agreeing to be the god's agent within his homeland, Marcius was now back with a vengeance and dedication to save his family and clan from their unjustified demise. But wait. He was not alone. Along with Marcius, came the soul of Joseph Redwoods, who had read all the future events of Marcius's world from the pages of a novel. So, what do you get when you combine the souls of a vengeful heir and a cunning geek? Chaos, mayhem, disaster and good old ass-kicking. *** *** ***

The world has changed, evolving into a game-like reality with mana, classes, and deadly battles. Here, death is final… except for Sora Hashino. After betrayal by a childhood friend, Sora awakens [Prestige] [Prestige : When activated, all levels and skills revert to zero, allowing for a fresh start. Become stronger and get twice the experience every skill activation.] Death is no longer an end; it’s a new beginning. Driven by revenge, Sora’s journey to power has only just begun. What to expect: Rapid, high-stakes growth Story twists and a deceptive plot Daily releases Intense, fast-paced action Late-stage world-building, solo MC in early chapters Multiple identities and hidden motives A unique job and mistakes in the choices for the MC This is my first work, and the 20 first chapters might seem clumsy, as they lack editing, and i hope you'll have courage to read past ! THIS IS ALSO RELEASED UNDER THE NAME MIMOU. Please find the discord here https://discord.gg/AMKHbCcnSN

An actor with a system that allows him to don on infinite number of identities in countless different fantasy worlds. --- Carter Hayes, a method actor of the 21st century died while saving a kidnapped girl from a gang of criminals. Instead of heaven or hell, his soul was snatched to the Prime World, a realm that governs over countless smaller dimensions. He became an expendable for a minor faction called Cyber Runner. This multiverse, however, had another plan for him. At the moment of arrival, he had awakened the Infinite Skin System. [HOST FOUND] [INFINITE SKIN SYSTEM ACTIVATED] [ELDRITCH KNIGHT ACQUIRED] [ELDRITCH KNIGHT: THE KILLER OF TERROR] Carter was thrown into a world full of monsters. But he had no worries, with Eldritch Knight, he leveled the entire horror world. Then he jumped dimensions. There was an endless amount of dimensions in Prime World. Dimension of the Mystic Arts. Dimension of Medieval Adventurers. Dimension of Futuristic Dystopian. Dimemsion of Magical Fairy Tales. And many more. Carter stood on top of them all with his smooth face with no characteristic. He smiled and picked a dimesion he liked. His hand casted over his face, changing his appearance and powers. "The world is my stage. The people are characters on a script. The skins are my roles. I have more names than there are stars. I have more titles than there are worlds. I am the Blank Space, Lord of Destiny, the Wandering Sage. I am Insidius, the Third Wind, and Devourer of Flesh. My sword is the Prisoner. My wand is the Light-Bearer. My knife is the Dark-Chaser. I am the First Man, the Tragic One, and Truth-Seeker. I am Carter Hayes."

The story takes place in the age of steam and machinery, most people go about their days worrying about money and their lifes but some dont know that there a hidden world. This world has mysterious people and abilities some can do strange things some can even curse you Elijah a newly college guratuee gets involved with this world how will he escape this world alive? Will he lose himself? ----- @gravebrone -tiktok ----- chapter realse one chapter a day if you want that to increase then send gifts if I don't realises a chapter then that means I'm busy or I'm making more or my computer broke and it deleted half my work and I'm crying in the corner. ------ I'm still new to writing novels, so don't expect there to be perfect grammar. also, in some parts, I don't think I can describe an object well enough for you to understand, so I apologize. Since I'm still kinda new don't expect some perfect writing ----- artist name: Myunghee Woo the art is not owned by me if the artist wishes to take this down then contact me on my tick tok above because I am always active on that or contact me on discord thekingofrvelution or Demon of Revolution see which one works https://discord.gg/5vq3tCbYa3 join the discord and become an OG

Caution: This book contains mature content and is intended for matured readers. ***** I knew if he left this room, he'd keep fighting alone until his heart simply gave up. I hated him for it. I hated him for being so difficult, but the thought of him being gone made my stomach turn into a block of ice. My brain went numb. My instincts took over. I stepped in front of the door. My hands were shaking so hard I could barely feel them. I grabbed the hem of my dress. I can't believe I'm doing this for a man I wanted to kill an hour ago, I thought. But whatever was pulling me, didn't care about my anger. In one fast, desperate motion, I pulled the dress over my head and let it drop. The cold air hit my bare skin, making my nipples turn into hard, sensitive pebbles instantly. I stood there, completely naked, my heart hammering so loud it echoed in my ears. Oh! Moon Goddess, just end me already. **** She was too weak to stand beside him. And his heart already belonged to another. Azura Moryn knows the rules of the Crescent Moon Pack:power is everything, and without it, you are nothing. Rankless and orphaned, she has survived on the edges by being invisible. But invisibility is not weakness, it’s a choice. Behind her quiet exterior is a resilient spirit, a surprising bravery, and a clumsy, lovable heart that refuses to be crushed, even when the odds are impossible. Rhydor Drakemire has everything. Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, feared and respected. Groomed for greatness. And deeply in love with the woman he plans to make his Luna. So when fate makes Azura his mate, the choice is simple. He rejects her. A weakling has no place beside an Alpha. And he refuses to give up the woman he loves. The bond should have shattered. Instead, something ancient awakens. Forbidden magic stirs beneath the pack lands. Golden light erupts. Pain tears through them both. And when they wake, the world is wrong. Azura opens her eyes inside the Alpha’s body, strong, powerful, untouchable. Rhydor wakes in hers, powerless, scorned, and unseen. Now their souls switch without warning, trapping them in each other’s skin while enemies circle closer and the pack begins to fracture. Every secret they uncover changes what they thought they knew, about strength, about weakness, about each other. And beyond the pack borders, a brutal Alpha King rises, draining Lunas and hunting power in his obsession with immortality. Old prophecies resurface. Whispers spread of a truth long buried: Only a female Alpha can bring him down. As forbidden magic stirs and betrayal creeps closer than loyalty, an ancient legacy refuses to stay buried any longer. Azura is about to learn the truth of her own blood. And the mate Rhydor rejected may be the one fate chose to change everything. Some bonds are broken by pride. Some curses are written in blood. And some destinies can only be uncovered…