Killua didn't really know how he got into this predicament, but all he knew was that he had no idea where the hell he was and that there were police officers with guns aiming at him from all sides. A bloody mess below his feet, some poor woman who'd been murdered. "Put your hands behind your head and stay where you are!" One of them barked. Killua placed his hands behind his head like he always did, rolling his eyes. "Why are you pointing guns at me?" One of the officers frowned, then gestured to the body. Killua blinked. "I didn't do that"

Luo Mingli was a genius in martial arts and could learn everything easily. He was known as a refined and gentle person who had mastered the six arts. His master had also made Luo Mingli read many novels to his dismay. After reading through many novels, his master came to him and said, "You will face the most life changing tribulation and if you succeed, you will prosper with a fortuous life. But if you fail, a path of thorns and hardships, equivalent to heaven's obtrusion, will become your new life." When the day of his birthday arrived, Luo Mingli was struck to death by lightning and transmigrated as a cannon fodder of the novel his master made him read. What's more, the cannon fodder he was in was so insignificant, his name wasn't even mentioned! Now, he was married to a Prince who was the villain but it seems like he would end up dead before even getting to see the so called villainous prince's face! ｜ ｜［Reversable couple］｜｜ ～Disclaimers～ 。Cover is not mine, credits to the creator, I only edited it. 。Any pictures used is not mine unless I say otherwise. 。sporadic updates 。Story is currently in RE-WRITING © All Rights Reserved by Lemon_bb

One of the 4 protectors of the demonic sect, Qing Lianmu, was accidentally killed by a host during their mission. As compensation, the system bureau allowed him to reincarnate into another world and live normally but with one condition. That is: to reincarnate into an S rank world and save it from its collapse. Qing Lianmu accepted this proposal and went straight to reincarnate thinking, "What is the worst that could happen?" 20 years later.... Qing Lianmu, "... This is not what I expected." His eyes looked around at broken buildings covered in moss and vines, corpses lying on the roadside with their heads dug out, undead creatures walking around eating flesh and the stench of blood perveating with a whiff of rotten decay. "... Isn't this the end of the world?" ～Disclaimers～ 。sporadic updates 。NOT A TRANSLATION! © All Rights Reserved by Lemon_bb

I was an average otaku guy. I spent my days reading manga and playing otome games. I was happy, that is, until one day when I was walking home from school, I was hit by Truck-kun! When I died, I met a goddess who told me that I died by accident and thus she will transmigrate me in a fantasy world as the hero where I will have my own harem of 300 women! But this is not what I expected! Where was my harem of 300 women? And most importantly, why did I get transmigrated in the otome game that I hated the most, "Love in the Midst of Chaos: Lunar Crest Academy" as Kalin, the cannon fodder terminally ill prince who was destined to die at the young age of 14!?!

29 year old otaku shut-in Suzuki Ren's current daily life consisted of playing fantasy games when a black hole sucked him up and transported him to another world. When he awoke, he found himself as his younger version looking like a train wreck. He was in the middle of contemplating life when a goddess told him he was in a novel and had to save the world from its destruction. Listening to the goddess' words, he remembered it was a novel he previously read and was shocked. It wasn't a normal novel either. All the characters were psychos! And of course, the worst one of them all was the villain. Now, he had to survive in a world full of psychopaths and wanted nothing more than to return to his world and avoid them all. However, his role in the world didn't give him that option and could only press on unwillingly. But... A certain someone just wouldn't stop sticking to his side. 'Ah... Someone help me.' DISCLAIMERS: 。HEAVY/MATURE THEMES ‼️ 。sporadic/slow updates 。unedited 。Art is not mine unless said so❗❗❗ Read to your own digression. Started: 07/11/2021 © All Rights Reserved by Lemon_bb

Gon and Killua meet again after six months but end up in an unknown place. How do they beat the challenges of a new world? They will do their best to get home. Or not? What are they doing when their past caught up with them? Do they recognize their feelings for each other, or maybe will they be absorbed by the guilt?

In which Killua somehow ends up in yet another 𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙛𝙛𝙖𝙗𝙡𝙚 situation. ..... - 𝗜𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀 𝗺𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝘄𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 - 𝗜 𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 - 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗯𝘆 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗹𝘆𝘁𝗲 ..... [! Temporarily on hiatus !] Keep in mind that this is a work of fiction so not everything written here may be accurate! This is my first book so please don't be rude.

Gon. A happy cheerful boy that is always determined to aim for his goal. Loves to go on adventures no matter what it is. He doesn't care if it's dangerous. I mean, he's been living dangerously all his life with the Phantom Troupe always there with him. Who would've thought that the son of the number one hunter would be with the world's most feared thieves? (Phantom Troupe Gon! AU)

Killua had been a demon for four months. He had gone through a few shifts and he had a few new features. The most prominent was a horn that protruded from the right part of his forehead, it matched the color of his pale skin. The next was his tail, long and white. It had the appearance of a cat's. He also had a pair of fluffy white cat ears. The one thing he hated about his look was the markings on his face though. There were black cracklike patterns that littered it like scars or cracks in a worn heavily used pavement. His eyes were slitted feline like, and there were the same patterns on his arms and legs, this time in an electric blue. Killua's blood demon art allowed him to transform into a variety of snowy white colored animals. His favorites were a cat, wolf, owl, and a rabbit. He had to drink the blood of that specific animal within the last 24 hours for his blood demon art to work. Sometimes if he concentrated enough he could feel the traits of an animal he'd eaten while in his humanoid form. While in the form of an animal, he can only use a tenth of his strength. What Killua couldn't figure out, was why he knew certain things. He knew where all the vital points on a human were, how to bandage a wound, how to use a knife, how to extend his senses outwards, despite never having done them before.

Killua didn't know how he'd gotten into this situation, or how to get out. All he knew, was that in order to survive he had to kill the demon in front of him. He'd been turned into a demon a few weeks ago, feeding to get stronger. He was bound by the urge to obey a voice that spoke in his head sometimes, the voice of Muzan Kibutsuji. His body had gone through one shift, one that gave him a horn on the side of his head. It was the color of his skin, and about 5 inches long. Kill.