[My given name is Rein Nett but you can just call me System, Host. ^^ Since we were both sent to this world at the same time, I decided to latch onto you to help me achieve my goal.] "So, you're using me." Renshu muttered. [Host, in helping me, I will also help you return to your world. I travel to many different worlds, help the worlds become better entertainment for the gods. I can take you with me. Sooner or later, your world's god may ask for my assistance and I can take you there. Until then, you help me with my jobs in each world we go to. It is a mutual benefit.] Is this a chance? A chance to return. A chance to destroy those humans. A chance to hear their screams. For their blood to slip past my fangs and down my throat. I can get revenge. I can get my tails back. A malicious smile grew wide and sharp on Renshu's lips. A bloody aura rose around the nine-tailed fox, a promise of pain and cruelty in his eyes. "You got a deal." Little info: 1v1 10 arcs evil little shou x obsessive gong Rank: #2- transmigration (12/7/19) #1 - gong (12/15/19) #2- ilove (12/26/19) Cover by: edenuwu

Professor's Dark Desire [18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3 ... "Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy. "Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy. "Answer......" She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering. "Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry. "Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time. "I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her. "Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices. "Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....

In the ethereal realms of destiny and the boundless tapestry of time, a clandestine tale unfurls, veiled in enigma and woven with echoes of forgotten whispers. The legend speaks of Arryn, a name whispered with reverence and shrouded in the mist of mystery.

Published on 11/1/23 Nine, a special force soldier whose only purpose was to serve the Imperial Army, died and transmigrated into the body of Toby Calypto, the useless canon fodder villain of a story. Toby Calypto was a two-faced, scheming idiot who tried to hook up with several powerful men and women without any success because no one was stupid enough to touch that with a ten-foot pole. In the story, Toby tried to kill his younger cousin, the female lead, after she rejected his marriage proposal. Then he tried to kill the male lead because the female lead fell in love with him. Then he blackmailed them because why not? In the end, fed up with his nonsense, one of the male lead's best friends stabbed him to death and nobody cared. "..." Nine had no interest in participating in the narrative. "Hey--" "No." Easier said than done. Why won't anyone leave him alone?! Obligatory Declaration (because it is now 2025): This story was made by a human author. In fact, all my stories were made by a human author. Do NOT feed more work into AI. I do not permit my works to be used in any way to train generative AI.

Can I twist my own fate? Can I avoid my own death? I woke up with no memories, only to discover I am Aurelia Aurelius-the "Villainess" of a story destined for a brutal execution. My plan was simple: defy the book. I saved orphans from the streets to change the future. But I learnt the hard way that Fate isn't just a script; it is a living force that bites back. My interference didn't save them-it triggered a "retaliation" that burnt another orphan's future to ash. Now, the Goddess has awakened. As I try to navigate this broken narrative, I realise something is wrong. The book describes the Crown Prince in perfect detail. It describes the villainess-me-down to my last sin. But the Heroine? She has no name. She has no face. The book never says who she is, only what she does. Trapped between a Royal Family that fears me and a destiny that wants me dead, I must survive long enough to answer one question: Who is the Main Character?