My Seven Wives Are Beautiful Saintesses

In this world, magic is not inherited… it is torn from the heart, and human worth is measured by a coin extracted when needed. Mythical stones decide who is worthy of wielding power, while stolen coins feed on human fates. When a forbidden force chooses a demon named Lilithia as the heir to a legendary stone, the system that claims justice begins to collapse. Mages thrive on blood, and the Drakhaen : descendants of dragons, enforce a balance that fears the truth. There are no heroes… and no absolute innocence. Only those who understand the game survive. As ancient seals shatter and the Ravagers of the Vein emerge, Lilithia’s existence is revealed to be more than a key to salvation… She is the door that will force the world to confront its own lie. Featuring a dual LitRPG system of Living Stones and Heart Coins, where power grows through synchronization, stolen fate, and dangerous progression. ( Original System LitRPG ) [Gender : Male Lead]

Academy novels. If you take notice, most of them are about nameless characters, professors, and villains. And another aspect is that there is only one academy or that same academy is declared the strongest. However, Aestrea, a successful award-winning actor, actually gets transmigrated into one of those novels. Instead, he finds himself transmigrated into the body of the most powerful student at the Weakest Academy. Just at the time of the academy's competition... –––––––––––– Discord: https://discord.gg/dp865x8BfZ - Tags: Anti-Hero MC | Nonchalant MC | Gore | Virgins | Harem | Yandere | Milf | No-Sex Toys | No-Futanari | No-Yuri | No-Netorare | Kinky Heroines | Obsessed Heroines | Misunderstandings | Smart MC | Bipolar MC | Strength-based Social Hierarchy | Strong Love Interests | Teacher & Student Relationship | Sugar Mommies | Reincarnation | Devoted Love Interests | Cold Love Interest | Spirits | Sword & Magic | Strong Wealthy Characters | Special Abilities | Slice Of Life

After an accidental one-night stand with a mysterious man, Charlotte Johnson had eight children. Four years later, Charlotte lived a blissful life with her eight genius children. Although her life was tough, in her eye's, everything was worth it. However, Henry Stevens, the wealthiest and most powerful man in the Imperial City, disrupted her previously uneventful life. At first, he thought that she was playing hard to get, so he was disdainful of her. However, afterwards, he realized that not only was she the mother of his children, but also the woman he wanted to spend the rest of his life with.

My name is Noah, and I'm the hero who already defeated the Demon King. Just when I thought I was done, I was transported to this new world. But between the endless dungeon adventures and the chaotic group of girls who won't stop following me, I'm starting to think my last adventure was the easy part... "Noah, stop thinking about her." "Noah, will you listen?" "Noah, can we kiss?" "Noah—" Listening to those girls, Noah felt more exhausted than he did fighting against the Demon King. So, will he find out the truth about this world and why he is here? Or will he go back to his world? Follow the adventure of Noah as he kills his way through Danmachi whilst finding the truth about this world. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the content in this fanfiction. The copyrights belong to their respective creators.

If I had known I would ever write again, I wouldn't have lived the last 20 years in this state. These were his last words, and the end of the beginning of the first thing I wanted to write. He died and left this paper for you, you bastards.

Nolan Brown was a crisis management expert in Chicago until a delivery truck ended his life and threw him into the smoke and fire of Westeros. Now inhabiting the body of Naelarion, a neglected Valyrian bastard on Dragonstone, he finds himself caught between the brewing civil war of the Blacks and the Greens. Unlike the knights of the realm, Naelarion possesses a suite of Raw Valyrian Blood Magic—powers like Iron Flesh that erase his bruises and Shadow Weaving that allows him to manipulate the very darkness of the Red Keep. As he navigates a world where meta-knowledge is his greatest weapon and his "Social Intuition" lets him read the hidden desires of figures like Daemon Targaryen, he realizes that his evolution comes at a steep price. He is a man who can bond with multiple dragons, a feat unseen since the Doom, but every feat of magic is a debt recorded in blood. In a court where trust is a death sentence, Naelarion must decide if he will be the savior of the Targaryen dynasty or the catalyst that ensures its fire finally goes out, all while hiding a 74% "Uncanny Valley" rating that makes the very people he protects feel a primal urge to fear him.

Being chosen by the Knights of God will grant you immortality! Blake (smirking): "Who are you trying to fool? Satan is already ashes!" Improving your strength can lead to a higher status! Blake (playing with his fingers in boredom): "I think my current status is pretty high. There's no need to raise it any further." Life and death battles increase your domineering strength! Blake (looking up in surprise): "What if he really dies?" The people at the bottom of this world are struggling painfully. Please work hard to change the world! Blake (with a puzzled look on his face): "What does their suffering have to do with me? What will I do if they change the world?" Yim is too strong to be defeated! Black (reassured): "But there's still Luffy. I'll fight him after he's done!" Why do you dare to participate in the battle between gods and demons? Blake (crooked mouth): "I! Have! Hang!" This is a Gou Dao Tianlong person, get out! Blake (struggling): "I don't accept it! Why can't the Celestial Dragons just hide?"

"If I can just stay under the radar, I might survive the final chapter." Kim Jowoon woke up in a novel world as the illegitimate fourth son of a marquis, Julian Von Astrea, and it looked like every single character hated him. It was a world where everyone looked like a protagonist—shining eyes, tragic backstories, destiny practically dripping off them. Everyone except him. He didn't even get a script. Then the Affection System popped up and crushed his hopes in one clean line of text: every so-called “hero” in the capital had a solid 0% interest in his continued existence. Naturally, Julian did the most reasonable thing possible—he ran. Straight into the safest job he could think of: tutoring the young son of the Empire's most reclusive (and famously cold) Duke. The plan was foolproof. Win over the kid, stay invisible, collect a fat paycheck, and live long enough to die of old age instead of plot relevance. It didn't go smoothly at first. The child barely spoke, the Duke barely appeared, and Julian briefly wondered if he'd chosen the wrong kind of death. But somehow… it worked. The Duke's son slowly warmed up to him. Lessons became warm conversations, and silence turned into trust. And even stranger, the Duke's affection level didn't just rise—it skyrocketed into something Julian absolutely had not planned for. For the first time since transmigrating, he felt safe. Then the Empire started falling apart. A masked criminal began tearing through the capital, and Julian started waking up with missing memories and an unsettling sense of déjà vu. No wounds. No explanations. Just the feeling that something had happened—and that he was better off not remembering it. He had thought he was the one being hunted. But the higher the Duke's affection climbed, the more frequent the blackouts became, and the more a terrifying possibility took shape. He came here to survive the story. Now, he was starting to suspect the Duke wasn't protecting him from the plot at all… He was protecting the plot from him.