stephen w littlejohn

【W転生／溺愛・過保護／婚約破棄（回避）／執着系“若侯爺”】【将門の小白兎×清冷な若侯爺】 大夔（たいき）で「国一番の美貌」と名高い白羨魚。 儚げで甘い顔立ちのせいで、前世の彼女は――最悪の選択をしてしまった。 名門侯府の嫡子・謝行蘊にしがみつくように嫁いだのに、 返ってきたのは、長年の冷淡と“愛のない結婚”。 ……そして迎えた破滅。 ――ところが次に目を開けると、縁談がまとまる直前の「議親」の場だった。 しかも、彼もまた転生していた（W転生）。 「今世こそ、絶対にあの結婚はしない」 そう決めた瞬間、将軍府が沸騰する。 長槍を構えた少将軍の長兄が宣言する。 「妹を娶るなら、俺を踏み越えてみろ」 放蕩気味な“商いの王”の二兄が鼻で笑う。 「貧乏以外に取り柄あるのか？　俺のほうが百倍いいだろ」 冷酷で容赦ない権臣の三兄が目を細める。 「うちの五妹は騙されただけだ。……お前、覚悟はできてるな？」 科挙首席（状元）の四兄は涼しい顔で言い切った。 「嫁ぐ必要なんてない。兄が一生、養う」 白羨魚は観念して頷いた。 「……うん。嫁がない」 将軍府は大歓喜。――のはずだった。 “鎮北侯の嫡子を断った”噂は瞬く間に京中へ飛び、 求婚者の列で将軍府の門が擦り減るほどに。 彼女が自分を見もしない。 笑顔で他の男と縁談を進めていく。 それを見た、いつも冷淡で矜持の塊だった謝行蘊は―― 酒に酔った夜、将軍府の塀を越えてきた。 「……言っただろ。俺以外に嫁がないって」 白羨魚は唇を噛む。 「侯爺様、ご自重を。ここは私の部屋です」 返ってきた声は、低く、逃げ道を塞ぐように。 「――俺は、お前の夫だ」

A rocky marriage leads to Zhao ZiWei being cheated on by her husband, Song JianAn. During the torturous period, Song JianAn shamed and humiliated Ziwei at a high class VIP socialite event with his mistress Yu WenJing. The 5 Kings of Royal W Hotel witnessed the situation and came to your rescue. However only one of them will be the one to end your misery. That's when your extravagant life starts at Royal W Hotel.

Everything feels calm and it didn't hurt when they weren't face-to-face, but in the end fate tells them everything. Ami and Ryu are detectives from a private company, while Haru, on the other hand, is a young man with either the advantage of being able to hear and absorb the thoughts of others. Until everything changed when he met the girl, he was confused with thoughts swirling in his head, 'Why that girl?'. Why did he lose his ability with that girl? He felt at peace just by hearing her mind and her voice. However, there are many questions and other occurrences that await them in the future. The only one who is the biggest question is cleanliness "Who are you?".

In the year 2309, the world was under the dominion of Synthetiks (AIs), SynthHumans (hybrids of humans and AIs), and humans. Rio, a remarkably intelligent human, had been chosen for transformation into a SynthHuman. After spending five years at the coveted AI Harmonics Central (AHC), Rio's life took a drastic turn when a chance accident revealed a government secret concealed from the world. Struggling to survive in Slateville, a forsaken province for humans, Rio employed his skills to forge fake IDs, counterfeit cards, and devise methods to breach government security systems for a living. Amidst his covert activities, a mysterious woman sought him out. A secret agency approached Rio with a mission-to investigate restricted files and expose the hidden truths the government sought to keep in the shadows. In "W-files #1: The Missing Flights in 2030," Rio finds himself thrust into unraveling the biggest flight disappearances in history. All flights operated by SkyVista Airways vanished from radar screens every 9th of the month in the year 2030, precisely when they reached the coordinates 12°31'58.4"S 79°17'01.5"E. Now, in the year 2309, a survivor miraculously emerges, potentially providing a breakthrough to this enigmatic case.

USA, Louisiana.. a small town in north-east Louisiana.. if you see a little-bitty tiny dot with the name 'Oak Grove' beside it.. in the most north-east corner of Louisiana.. fifteen minute drive north.. and you' ve crossed into the state of Arkansas.. Or if you would have drove fifteen minutes east instead of north.. you would have crossed over the Mississippi-Louisiana state line.. so that gives you a pretty good general location of the town of my birth.. Unfortunately it wouldn't be the town of my untimely and unexpected death.. nope.. for I would not die in a town.. no.. I would be eventually crushed.. by a section.. of thirty-two inch.. steel.. heavy-wall.. industrial pipe.. for a natural gas line.. being lay'n.. from just north of the cities.. Odessa and Midland.. of the state of Texas.. Over a thousand miles away from my place of birth.. Bastrop.. Louisiana.. where the closest 'safe' hospital was for me to be born at.. forty miles west.. by north-west from where my family had lived for generations.. Oak Grove.. My family has worked as surveyors.. for pipelines and gas or oil facilities.. being built all across this great country on the continent of North America.. for atleast two generations.. If my children take up the mantle.. that would make.. three generations of my family.. to feed and provide for their families.. working as pipeline surveyors.. see Oak Grove is poor.. poor as dirt.. total population.. barely over two thousand.. average gross income per capita per family for a year.. less than ten thousand dollars a year.. there's just no real paying jobs.. in Oak Grove or anywhere near it.. so while the people who choose to work in Oak Grove make ten thousand dollars a year.. I started out as a 'rod-man' which was the lowest man on the 'totem-pole'.. making what those in Oak grove..worked a year for.. I made in a month.. I did nothing but pack bundles of wooden stakes.. then carry them up the mountains of West Virginia.. Or across the deserts of West Texas.. swamps of south Louisiana.. down around Baton Rouge.. or Tibbedaux.. the Everglades of Florida.. fuck I get that nauseous feeling every time I think of when I 'work'd' there.. I walked up on a dead body without a head.. not long after that.. still on the same project I saw the 'headless' corpse on.. I almost stepped on the biggest python I've ever seen.. the fucker was atleast ten feet long and two to three feet wide around.. Anywho, back to what I was talking back before I went off subject for a bit.. I started out making ten thousand dollars every month.. thats twelve times what I would have earned working a month in Oak Grove.. instead of working in these dangerous jobs.. Been a lot of dangerous places.. dangerous terrains.. working in a very hazardous career.. but I was well paid like I said.. and now I don't have a body left to send home to my parents.. that section of pipe.. weigh tens of thousands of pounds.. when the 'Komoda' excavators that were lifting the section tipped.. that was it.. one of the operators didn't extend his 'boom' on his excavator all the way out like he should have.. Now the pipes falling.. as soon as it lands on me.. thats it.. so much weight.. my head will pop and shoot right of my shoulders.. up in the air towards the heavens themselves.. reaches its peak height of its short flight.. then falling.. all whilst my body will be crushed and explode to nothing but splatter'd meat paste.. ending my first life.. trust I've seen it.. I know what will happen from experience.. and so beings the next chapter of life.. I see a tunnel with bright light radiating from then end of it.. as I reach the light I take the final step.. the blinding light recedes and fades away out of existence.. I find my surroundings returning to a lightness that my eyes can afford to see clearly in.. only to meet another pair of eyes facing me.. everything else is shrouded by darkness.. I see only eyes.. staring at me.. staring into me.. starin

After Wolfe, a famous music producer, commits suicide, his six long-time friends will reunite after years because of his last wish; create a music band. Skylar will lead the group along with Shadow, her best friend, and soon the six of them will find out about the story behind Wolfe’s death. They will come up with a revenge plan to make every traitor pay for their crimes. Meanwhile, new friendships and forbidden loves will come into the surface.

You ever wake up one morning and think, “Hey, today I’ll just get kidnapped by a dungeon, unlock fire powers, save a girl from goblins, and somehow end up stronger than a wrecking ball with zero muscle mass to show for it”? Yeah. Me neither. Until it happened. I was your average, totally not crazy teenage boy. Kyle Walker. My biggest concern used to be whether my mom would notice I vacuumed only the parts of the rug you could see. Then I woke up with a glowing status screen hovering in front of my face, full-on RPG mechanics in real life, and a “Daily Fortune Wheel” that once rewarded me with a banana-shaped rock. (Yes, really. I still have it. It might be magical. Or just potassium-themed.) Things escalated. Fast. There were goblins. Real ones. Screeching, stabby, and not the kind you want in your bedtime stories. I rescued a girl Azalea Quinn who now thinks I’m some kind of cheat code wielding fire mage. Which, fair. I did throw a fireball. From my hand. While screaming. But the real kicker? I’m not alone. My best friend Rhea is a maybe-descendant of the war goddess Istha. She swings around a spiked club like it’s a purse and has major “goblin-hunter before breakfast” energy. (Okay, the breakfast part is a joke. Probably.) Then there’s Michael, my classmate who can now bench-press lockers and shatter school furniture like it’s made of wet paper. And LETI? That’s the super-secret government agency with mind-wipe squads, lunar-module entrances, and a gym that makes superhero boot camps look underfunded. The only normal human left in my life? Jimmy. My childhood friend. He thinks all of this is just a big anime fever dream. Bless him. So now I’m juggling school, superpowers, suspicious cafeteria meatloaf, and the cosmic prank that gave me strength stats without the muscles to match. So, no,I’m not crazy. Probably.

This novel has two parts and each parts has 21 chapters and I use the plot twist that can blow your mind.

A guy in an astronaut suit went forward in time with his newly found technology. When he arrived future, he saw so many things he had not anticipated. He saw so many weird things he would least expected to see in future. With his "robot" guide named Jetson, he slowly learns what the actual hell had happened there.

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"