Rebirth Of A Serial Killer

DISCLAIMER!!! - Please read my remake of ROSK! It's called Rebirth Of A Serial Killer *Remake* Updates Twice A Week ! *** If you plan to read this book, just note that this book will not be continuing. Because of how poorly written this book was, I've decided to rewrite the novel. Under the same name, just "*Remake*" at the end. This synopsis goes to the new book. *** A youth around the age of 16 is a normal teenager with hobbies like anyone else. Though, his hobby includes killing people and leaving White Roses on their bodies. After multiple killings, the news and the media decided to label him ‘White Rose’. Later, the police along with the government set out to capture White Rose. The police attempt to capture him multiple times but end up failing. Finally, White Rose turns himself in but is later shot on the way to jail by a victim's father. White Rose wakes up in a new world in someone else’s body. His new body is named Zuhn Sheng and he is being hunted by every large Mortal Sect in the region because of his powers. Follow Zuhn Sheng as he sets off on his journey to become stronger and explore his new profound powers, While sticking to his roots of being a skilled killer. AN : This applies to the rewritten version of ROSK. The old chapters will be deleted once I have a good release rate along with a decent amount of chapters stocked up.

Whiff Of A Scent

Wanting to change the monotony and emptiness of his lonesome existence while aspiring for the most precious thing that he has longed for, he embarks on a journey of perversion and personal debauchery. He struggled to hold back his emotions; to nip his impulse; to block his craving. Ultimately the pressure was too much for him to bear.

That Unique Monster Who Just Got the 'Consciousness' Passive Skill

(NEW LINK TO READ 'THAT MONSTER': https://www.webnovel.com/book/that-monster_26716633605999805 ) After he was betrayed by his girlfriend Webnovel, Clown decided to let all hell loose, and saw his fury precipitate the end of the world. Follow the adventures of Clown, a clown, and his two best friends, a racoon and a dragon-flower, as they try their best to survive through the never-ending apocalypse. The themes are: betraying, negative feelings, renewing, psychopathic struggle, vengeance, and Shakespearean poetry.

doomsday lord

My Girlfriend is the Nether King

Eighteen years ago, a mysterious infant pushed open the Spirit King's door that was sealing away three Primordial Demons of the spirit realm and released the Nether King who was imprisoned within; The fourth generation Spirit King sacrificed his Yin Soul to reseal the Spirit King's door, and as a result, the spirit realm underwent a change of rulers, causing widespread chaos… Eighteen years later, an eighteen-year-old high school student was involved in a car accident, and his cloudy left eye, which had been unclear since childhood, suddenly began to see spirits. With true hearts joined, the young man and his girlfriend made an eternal promise to each other.

Last Man Alive

The world has ended. In this world no one is alive except for one. This is a story of a man who is the Last Man Alive in this world. Where everyone else are no longer human. They have become flesh eating monsters. His only motto in this dreadful world is to survive and find any survivor. How will he survive in a world full of monsters? Along with his terrifying memories of past....the memories where he used to fight these monsters alongside his friends and how they all ended up dying with this world. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Join my discord : https://discord.gg/aT9sqze5E9

My 'Healing' Game

Officer, if I told you this just was a "Healing-type Game," would you believe me?

My House of Horrors

The hearse with the weird odor slowed to a stop before the entrance. The sound of pebbles could be heard bouncing on the ceiling. There were footsteps coming from the corridor, and there seemed to be someone sawing next door. The door knob to the room rattled slightly, and the faucet in the bathroom kept dripping even though it had been screwed shut. There was a rubber ball that rolled on its own underneath the bed. Wet footsteps started to surface one after another on the floor. At 3 am, Chen Ge held a cleaver in his hand as he hid beside the room heater. The call he was trying to make was finally answered. "Landlord, is this what you meant by 'the house can be a little crowded at night'‽"