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I died once. Got stoned to death by a mob because a pretty girl with a heroine halo got jealous of my usefulness. Last thing I heard was her confession...she was the one who opened the gates to let the zombies in and pinned it on me. It was real touching stuff. The next thing I knew, I woke up in silk pajamas with a second chance. Here's the thing about knowing the apocalypse is coming: you prepare. I emptied grocery stores, stole weapons, filled a spatial storage with enough supplies to outlast the end of the world. I also learned my lesson about powers—they drain your life force, and I'm not dying twice for the privilege of throwing vines around. So I stayed home in the mansion I shared with my guardian and his head of security. But I decided to take the last bit of advice I had been given in my previous life: 'Stay home.' Done. I'm not going anywhere and no one is going to be able to move me if I don't want. Unfortunately for me, I stole the wrong thing in this life, and now I have another two men in my house who think that I don't know what I am doing. Four men...a billionaire guardian, his head of security, a weapons dealer, and his quiet enforcer...they all tried to convince me to evacuate. When that didn't work, they tried to leave without me. Funny how that works out when you realize the only stable thing in a collapsing world won't budge. Suddenly, their evacuation plans don't matter anymore. Suddenly, they're staying too. I'm not here to save anyone. I'm not the hero. I'm just a woman who's already survived this once, and I'm not interested in repeating my mistakes. But survival? That's my specialty. And apparently, I'm everyone else's, whether I like it or not. Author's Note: There is a few things that after 140 chapters (and a lot of comments) I need to clarify. The title is: "Refusing to leave home." Please don't expect her to leave her house. The idea of this novel is: "It's okay to just survive." You don't have to be responsible for the human race, you don't have fix what everyone screws up. It's okay to do nothing and keep living. Rouxi comes from a seriously fucked up past life. Her parents were abusive and since she was four years old, she has learned that, in order to survive, you can only rely on yourself. Dying and being reborn just reinforces this belief. This is in a completely different world from my previous ones. This is a fresh start but with all the things you come to expect from me. There will be no crossovers (Gasp... I know!) The particulars: MFMMM No MM Age gap Zombies

Leon, an otaku with a passion for 3D printing, is summoned by the god Garland and given an ultimatum - save Garlandia or watch his world be destroyed in four days. Leon negotiates a deal with Garland, demanding certain conditions to be met before agreeing to save the imperiled world. As chaos unfolds outside his apartment, Leon's upgraded 3D printer from Hammazon arrives just in time. With his prized possession in hand, Leon embarks on an adventure into Garlandia, a fantastical world filled with floating islands and vibrant colors. But Leon's priorities remain clear - protect his harem of girls at all costs. As he navigates this new world, romance becomes a recurring theme. Though he may not care about the world or Garland's instructions, Leon will stop at nothing to have a peaceful life to spend with the ones he loves. With humor, determination, and an unyielding passion for 3D printing, Leon challenges the typical hero narrative and puts his unique skills to the test to save Garlandia and pursue his own interests. {Read Ahead 2 chapter behind privilege on Patreon.com/Magic_ and find NSFW images for certain spicy chapters only on patreon!}

"Chloe's,Do you know that Ethan is getting married too? His wedding is on the same day as yours," Evelyn said as her grip on the steering wheel tightened. A frozen smile appeared on the corner of Chloe's mouth in an instant. In the end, she shook her head and looked out the window. The green light came on, and the car started moving. Evelyn looked ahead, unable to help but recall the past. "Back in school, you two were so high-profile. Everyone said that if you two ever separated, neither of you would survive it," she slowly said. "But who would have thought that you would actually break up." "People grow up..." Chloe lowered her eyes, her voice barely audible. Listening to this, Evelyn didn't bring up the topic again. On the way, Chloe opened her mouth several times, wanting to ask who Ethan was marrying, but in the end, she never uttered the question. At the bridal shop, she went to the fitting room to try on wedding dresses, while Evelyn sat on the sofa waiting. Suddenly, a familiar male voice echoed in her ears. "This one will do." The man's tone was casual, his deep and charming voice resonating. Evelyn's expression changed, instantly recognizing the man by his voice. The man was Ethan Blackwood!

My boyfriend of many years, for the sake of his dear sister, threw my cat out of the house. He said, "Your cat may have only lost its life, but my Claire's hand was injured." Later, he knelt before me with a diamond ring, begging me to come back to him. I pointed to my chest and sneered. "My heart isn't a recycling center; it can't hold a piece of trash as big as you."

In the golden heart of the savanna, Nyira is no ordinary lioness. Born a wanderer and raised by the whispers of the Maan Leeu—the Moon Lioness—she walks a path between wild instinct and deeper purpose. When Nyira joins the Eastern Pride, her world tangles with loyalty, desire, and the dangerous secrets lions keep. Zuribra, strong and steady, offers her not just a place in the pride—but in his heart. But shadows stalk the tall grass… none darker than Kova—Zuribra’s estranged brother. As Nyira’s heat overtakes her beneath the sacred Marula Tree, haunting memories stir… and something isn't right. Now, with whispers of new life within her and poison falling from Kova’s lips, Nyira must uncover the truth before it tears apart the pride she’s come to love. In the savanna, strength means survival—but love means war.

On the day I was found to be a match for my father, who was in the late stages of leukemia— I ran away. My mother searched everywhere for me, but in the end, all she could do was send my father off in despair.

If the world is a stage, then I’ve played my part as the villainess for far too long. But this time? I’m tearing up the script." I was cast as the perfect antagonist. The one who loses everything—her family, her pride, and eventually, her life—just to make the "True Heroine" look better. I played my role to the bitter end, only to realize the audience never cared, and the leading man never even looked my way. But when the curtains rise again, I find myself back at the beginning. Before the scandals, before the exile, and before the heartbreak. The director expects me to follow the lines. The Prince expects me to beg for his affection. The world expects me to fail. They’re all wrong. I won’t be the jealous rival anymore. I won’t wait for a "happily ever after" that was never written for me. Instead of fighting for a spot in the spotlight, I’m walking off the stage entirely. Let them have their drama. Let them have their romance. I’m going to the countryside to breathe my own air, manage my own land, and finally live a life where I’m not the villain—I’m just myself.

Kael, was a weak hunter, poor. During an A-rank dungeon raid, he was sent to the front not to scout, but to be sacrificed. The team captain promised that if Kael died, his aunt the woman who raised him after his parents died would be taken care of for life. So Kael agreed. But inside the dungeon, his team betrayed him and left him to die. As monsters closed in and death became certain, Kael learned the truth of this world: only the strong survive, and the weak are meant to be discarded. At the brink of death, Kael touched a mysterious seal. A system awakened. It gave him only one rule: Survive. Betrayed, broken, and standing at the edge of death, Kael begins his climb from the bottom. This time, he will not die weak. He will change his fate and make those who betrayed him regret it.

When everyone thought Isabella Grey was a happy wife, no one knew that she had been married to a CEO husband for a year, with nothing but the title of a CEO's wife. Her husband, Alvey Capet, who couldn't forget his first love, never had any intimate contact with her. Isabella Grey endured loneliness day after day. But Alvey Capet took advantage of the situation and had many other women outside, even bringing them home overnight. "Isabella Grey, I don't love you at all. Besides being a CEO's wife, you should never have any delusions!" Alvey Capet's harsh words hurt her deeply. Until his first love, Julia Linton, appeared. She was a seductive beauty with golden curly hair and a hot figure. Isabella Grey finally took the initiative to ask for a divorce. "Alvey Capet, from today onwards, you're free!" But Alvey Capet did not agree. He started to pester and beg. "This marriage is not something you can quit as you please. I don't agree, and you won't be able to divorce!"

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