Douluo: Live Ascension of the Perfect Immortal Emperor

A character with extreme difficulty and the worst performance, Baek Yu-Seol was considered tr*sh in the game because he couldn’t use magic in a fantasy world where everyone else could. However… [Due to the wrong ending, 90% of Aether World has been destroyed.] [Please reach the ‘True Ending.’] Suddenly, those words echoed in my mind before I was transmigrated to the Aether World. [You can use the skill ‘Flash’.] “Why did I possess this character?” Flash was the only magic skill I was given. Surviving in Stella Academy where many genius mages ran rampant, I became the notorious Flash Mage.

Don't let yourself get swept off your feet by this cowboy. The son of Billie Bob Taylor-Pereira, the most legendary cowboy of all time, and Benedito Goncalo Cruz Taylor-Pereira, the worlds richest man, Buck Danilo Taylor-Pereira is the reason heartbreak country music is written with his gorgeous dimples and panty dropping smile he will have you swooning within seconds. No one can escape his charm and his new young personal assistant is no different. What will Danilo do when everything in his head screams no but his heart roars yes. Will the cowboy follow in his fathers' footsteps or bring a new level of drama to a family known for chaos? Book Two of the 'His' series. Follow Book one, His Cowboy for the beginning of one of the most legendary relationships of all time!

Tonight, Raphael enters the hunt. The System never forgives failure. Kill, or be killed. Every hunt makes him stronger. Every hunt makes him less human. On the first day, he hunts Demons, drawing their power through contracts and making it his own. On the second day, he hunts Witches, forging bonds to synchronize their minds and wield their magic. On the third day, he hunts sinners, claiming bounties paid in blood, even if it means bearing their sins. Now, this city is Raphael’s hunting ground. Blood stains his hands. Sin corrodes his soul. To hunt monsters, he will become one first.

After her death, Lilith awakens in a world where fourteen billion players struggle for survival, power, and the right to continue existing. Ten million of them have become Demon Lords, each building their own race, their own territory, and their own army. Demonic Dragon Knights command vast legions, Vampires rise to build empires, and Lords of Catastrophe leave nothing but ruin in their wake. Yet Lilith enters this world as the Primordial Succubus Monarch - and quickly realizes she cannot walk the same path as the others. Instead of endless armies, she is given only three succubi, each unique in their own way, and the system permanently seals her ability to summon more. In a world where power is measured in numbers, such a gift feels more like a death sentence than a blessing. If she wants to conquer this world, she will have to take armies from other Demon Lords, grow stronger despite her limitations, and prove that a demon of desire is not meant only to seduce - but to fight. And above them all stand the Heroes… beings created for one purpose alone. To hunt and kill Demon Lords like her.

One day, Xiao Shen found out that several strange beings were watching his daily life. No, to put it precisely, he found out that his daily life was being livestreamed to these several strange beings! They watched him eat, bathe, sleep, walk, and go through the motions of his daily life, and, in return, they showered him with gifts even for the most insignificant thing! [Anchor bathes like a pro!] «[### has gifted x10 illusory scales armor!]» [Aiyah, I wish I were the one rubbing against the Anchor's body instead of the soap (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)] «[### has gifted x100 Seduction Resistance!]» Xiao Shen had his lips twitch slightly. “......” These existences were all big shots whose gifts actually manifested in reality! «[### has gifted the True Vision technique!]» His eyesight got better and he could see things that normal people could not. «[### has gifted x5 Strength!]» Energy suddenly flowed into his limbs as a strange power surged in his body. Witches, Cultivators, Demons, ghosts... Through the 'gifts' received from his 'life' stream, Xiao Shen discovers the truth of the world step by step, while being backed by big shots who just can't help but shower him with even more gifts! Alternative synopsis: What, did you think overbearing strength and cunning smarts are enough to get you to the top? Naive! Watch as an ordinary guy dominates the world with the help of His big shot backers! [Cover image is not mine. If there's a problem, please contact me in the comments and I'll take it down]

**WARNING** This story contains scenes of extreme physical violence and psychological trauma. Reader discretion is advised. The groom walked heavily across the veranda floor. The pungent, sharp scent of wine mingled with the cold night air. Dazed and unsteady, he flung open the carved double doors with the reckless haste of a drunkard and stumbled inside. Hànyuè (汉月) sat on the edge of the bed, silent and with her head bowed. Her thin, white nightdress was visible in the dark room, lit only by the candle. Her eyes were full of sadness; she knew this union was no marriage, but a blood pact between two powerful clans. The groom cast a heavy, bleary-eyed gaze over her. He slammed the door shut and leaned against it. Hànyuè looked up, her eyes brimming with unshed tears. A cruel sneer played on the man’s lips as he rasped: "I still find it hard to believe that… the unattainable daughter of the Lán (嵐) clan has fallen into my hands like this. Well... such was your fate; you had better get used to it. From now on, we are husband and wife, and we have got a long, exhilarating night ahead of us!" Without a word, Hànyuè rose. With a sorrowful expression, her trembling hands reached for the ties of her robe; the soft silk slipped from her shoulders and pooled onto the floor. The groom, his eyes glinting with arrogance, reached to untie his sash when, suddenly… The quiet room was broken by the loud sound of wood breaking. The broad blade of a sword pierced through the wooden door with unrestrained violence, passing straight through the groom's spine. The bloodied tip of the blade protruded from his abdomen, stopping directly in front of Hànyuè’s terrified eyes. Pinned to the door, the groom’s eyes bulged from their sockets as his body convulsed. A stifled, rattling sound emanated from his throat. Hànyuè covered her mouth with trembling hands and staggered back in horror. A moment later, the shadow behind the door pulled the sword out with a swift, ruthless motion. A fountain of blood sprayed from the groom’s mouth, splattering the floorboards. The man’s knees gave way, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground. While drops of dark blood had splashed onto Hànyuè's skirt, she let out a loud, and piercing scream. **ABSTRACT** Prince Hēiláng (黑狼) is deeply in love with the noblewoman Hànyuè, but tough political obstacles stand in the way of them being together. In his quest to claim her, he strikes a dangerous bargain—a choice that irrevocably alters the course of their lives and unleashes consequences far more brutal than he had ever conceived.

Folke get's transported into another world, but...

In the city of Fuyuki, where legendary heroes are summoned to fight in the Holy Grail War, an ordinary man is inadvertently thrown into a conflict he was never meant to touch. Kuro Tokitou, a handsome androgynous man with a troubled past, has just realized that he is the reincarnation of someone from another world named Cain Ainsward. By luck, he acquires a mysterious system. But, unfortunately, the system turns him into a Master in this deadly war. With the Sharingan Eye Skill and the Gate of Babylon granted by his daily system login, Kuro Tokito’s absurd journey begins in a world he could never have imagined.

Voldemort is dead. In his dying moments, he heard a voice in his mind asking him in a cheerful tone. Would you like to start over? Tom, of course, chose yes without hesitation; he certainly wanted to try again. However, there might be a small price to pay. Tom didn't care, as long as he could do it all over again. When he opened his eyes again, the great Dark Lord found himself in an orphanage in 1991. But this time, something seems a little off. Not only did she become a girl named Tamara Riddle, but she was also bound to a damn virtue system. [Welcome to bind your account to the Virtue System!] To become stronger, you need to accumulate virtue points. Tom: I am Voldemort, I can kill whoever I want! [WARNING! Strong murderous intent and malicious attack detected!] [Activation penalty: Level 1 electric shock.] Tom, his eyes still clear from the electric shock, forced a gentle smile while secretly plotting how to kill all the guys in front of him. However, as time went on, he not only failed to kill anyone, but the people around him also became more and more fond of him. Until the moment her identity was revealed, those around her did not believe it at all. Harry angrily retorted: What nonsense are you spouting? How could Tamara possibly be related to the Dark Lord! Tamara sighed softly: "Sorry, Harry, he's already the Dark Lord."