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Proxy. Hanya nama samaran. Seorang hacker muda yang dijebak oleh broker—mantan rekannya sendiri. Dia anti-hero yang hanya ingin kedamaian untuk dirinya. Tapi setiap kali mencoba keluar dari lingkaran masalah, dia justru terseret lebih dalam, ke permainan yang tak pernah ia pilih. Kini, satu-satunya cara keluar adalah dengan memainkan gambit—mengorbankan sesuatu yang berharga demi membalik keadaan. Di dunia penuh tipu daya dan kode rahasia, satu langkah salah berarti game over. Tapi Proxy tak pernah bermain untuk menang cepat. Dia bermain untuk bertahan... sampai semua lawannya runtuh.

Can a game be a dream come true? Jorah has found a world where he can be Megan Proxy, exploring his own gender identity even while exploring a cyberpunk world that is more than it seems. Something in the world isn't working quite right, but is that a product of the game, or of the fact that the game is using his brain as a mainframe for its processing? Will he be able to enjoy living as a woman, or will he be too busy trying to avoid getting killed for the things that he finds while he takes on the role of Megan? Will the secrets that she uncovers be enough to keep her alive, or will he have to process the loss of his female self so soon after finding a way to finally indulge her? Playing by Proxy is created by Joe Weinberg, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"Let's Live together. I want your body and I want to kill you, You also loved the sex and you want me dead too, so let's live together" >>> What is EVIL? I could give you a million definitions to explain what Evil means, but I'll do it in one word... ME. My daily live was like any other normal human being. Breath, Eat, Work, Sleep and Mutilate. Along with my Artificial Intelligence Barb, everything was beyond perfect. We had nice, fun activities like 'slice up the Old man', or 'dissect the beautiful lady'. But we mostly played 'smash the lady with a sledge hammer' and 'chase the lady around the house with an axe'. This was until I had my heart broken. Two major things happened to me after my heart got broken... One, I met a girl. And two... I accidentally met the devil. And now he doesn't want to let me go. He wants to make me a doorway between Hell and earth. A key that would drag in more souls to hell. He wants souls, but can not interfere with the affairs of humans directly, and I just think cutting people open is fun. All I had to do was continue what I was already doing. It was all going according to plan, until I realized I had more power than any living creature on earth. Being the devil's proxy wasn't enough anymore. Now I want more. Now... Now I want to make my own hell on earth. >>> "Now that you've given me so much power, what do you get in return?" "Nothing, just the souls of the unfortunate." the devil shrugs. "That's a lie, there's always something extra. So tell me what you want from me." "Okay fine. There is one thing." "What is it?" "Let it rain Hell on Earth" "with pleasure" >>> P.S Although it might seem like a horror movie, it's a romance story. A romance between two blood-crazed psychopaths. Okay, I'll be honest, it's a mixture of gore and romance. My story is a Gore-mance. >> >> The world in this story is a little bit different from earth as we know it, and it's a fantasy novel so some names of places have either been changed or just remodeled. Follow on Instagram : @queenanovels08

After a mysterious fire destroys her life, Elena Rawlings is forced into a 100-day contract marriage with the ruthless Alexander Vance. The rules are simple: don't enter the East Wing, provide bi-weekly blood draws, and never talk to the woman in the mirrors. But as the line between high-tech science and dark obsession blurs, Elena discovers she isn't a wife, she’s a biological vessel for Alexander’s digital sister. In a house made of glass and lies, Elena must decide if she will run for her life or stay to conquer the man who owns her soul.

And to think, all this started from something as simple as an idle thought from omake in another story... And yet, here we are.

Every inch of your intellect, every breath you take, and every single thread on your back was bought with my signature. You belong to me, Ethan. For twenty-one years, Ethan Vance's life has been an unpredictable minefield of poverty, survival, and the brutal weight of the Manila slums. His only ticket out is a grueling scholarship at the prestigious Crestview Elite University. But survival has a price. Enter Professor Arthur Chen: a ruthless senior partner, a cold titan of the legal world, and a man who commands absolute institutional power. When Chen buys out Ethan's family debts and secures his mother's premium medical care, it isn't an act of charity. It is a total acquisition. Stripped of his old phone, isolated from his fiercely protective best friend Marcus, and locked into a strict administrative lockdown, Ethan finds himself trapped in a gilded cage of tailored suits, encrypted networks, and luxury. But when a severe tropical storm cuts the campus power grid, the clinical hierarchy completely shatters. Forced into Chen's private, minimalist concrete fortress, they find themselves working side-by-side by the flickering light of black wax candles. In the suffocating intimacy of the dark, the Senior Partner's cold mask slips, revealing a raw, deeply possessive, and dangerous romantic obsession. Ethan faces a terrifying realization: Arthur Chen doesn't just want a brilliant research assistant. He wants him. Entirely. And the most dangerous part? Ethan's broken psyche is starting to crave the master's touch.

"Fro the love of money is the root of all evil" Seven mercenaries from across Asia are deployed into Zarakhanda—a nation already collapsing under a silent war between global superpowers. What begins as a simple extraction mission turns into a death trap when they are cut off, hunted, and forced to navigate a battlefield controlled by rival militias… and foreign intelligence agencies pulling the strings. As alliances fracture and truths surface, the team realizes they were never sent to rescue anyone.

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.

[Ding! The 'Randomly Spend' Tycoon System is at your service.] On her way to work, Yun Zijin was bound by a system named 'Randomly Spend'. [Spending Task Completed. A 2x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Villa No. 1 at Xingyu Mansion. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] [Spending Task Completed. A 3x rebate has been triggered. Ownership of Dingsi Building. The related documents have been placed in the system backpack.] ... Yun Zijin was dazzled by the system's rewards, only to be told that her wealthy parents had found her? That she's the true daughter of the Xia Family of Dijing? Being bound to the Tycoon System was exciting for Yun Zijin, but she refused to be part of any cliché wealthy family drama. The Xia Family of Dijing? Yun Zijin: Get lost! Don't even think about associating with me!

One day, a strange hand suddenly appeared inside Chi Wan’s interdimensional space. Its owner claimed to be living in the apocalypse—starving, desperate—and begged to trade anything he had for food. Chi Wan stared at the pile of Imperial Green jade, oversized diamonds, and dozens of kilograms of gold bars he offered… and fell into deep thought. …Wasn’t this a little too profitable? From then on, her connection to the apocalypse only grew stronger. The mysterious man—who turned out to be a powerful figure—used his Wood Ability to help her revive rare orchids, cultivate endangered plants, and even harvest zombie crystal cores for the country. As for Chi Wan? She only had three responsibilities: feed him, feed him, and keep feeding him. Somehow, without realizing it, a group of extraordinary men began to gather around her: A genius research scientist. An aloof, abstinent CEO. A cold and ruthless Soldier King… In front of Chi Wan, they were gentle, attentive, and impeccably polite—each trying to outshine the others. Behind her back? They were one step away from tearing each other apart. Meanwhile, on the other side of the spatial link… The so-called King of the Apocalypse clenched his teeth in silence as he listened to these men compete for her attention. As for Chi Wan? “I’m busy getting rich and supporting my family,” she said calmly. “A battle royale of suitors? I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Until one day— An absurdly handsome man appeared at the gates of her villa… carrying a sack filled with gold and jewels. “I’m here to marry into your family,” he declared. Chi Wan glanced at him, then at the newly connected wasteland world inside her space… …and once again fell into deep thought.