I only downloaded that child-raising app to relax, but instead I ended up with a virtual kid whose drunk dad kept turning him into a punching bag. Every time I logged in, my poor baby was covered in bruises, and I sat there yelling at my phone, "Give me a weapon so I can yeet this trash father into the sun!" Cute game? More like a rage simulator. One morning, half-asleep, I opened my bathroom door and almost fainted. My little in-game boy was right there in real life, shivering in a pile of straw with those huge watery eyes. Game pixels turned into a real kid. And me? Congratulations, I was suddenly a mom on a warpath. Whoever dared to hurt him next better run, because this mama had fists, snacks, and zero patience.

So here's the deal. I was just a regular college girl in the 21st century. One night I had too much to drink and suddenly woke up in a cultivation world. I thought this was my chance to shine. But no, I ended up with the weakest five spirit roots. Completely useless. The only job I could take was being an alchemist. Fine, I told myself, I'll just make pills, earn a lot of money, and retire early. But then my furnace exploded and threw me into another world. And guess what, this place is full of men while women are rare. Jackpot. This time I am not working myself half to death. I am going to enjoy life. I will pick a few handsome men, let them spoil me, and finally live like the queen I deserve to be. .. #1reverseharem🥇 out of 12.2K stories #22alchemist🥉 out of 2.17K stories

When Sean pulled his childhood sweetheart Minnie into his arms, he thought desire would burn out once consumed. He was wrong. Desire only grew bottomless, endless, an addiction. Every glance at her, every breath near her, ignited the same fever: was this a sickness, or destiny? If he could not restrain himself, then let shame and longing become his daily prayer. He was born unable to love, dark, violent, irredeemable. Yet Heaven still gifted him her, a single beam of light piercing his shadows. If angels exist in this world, surely they wear her face. Warning to readers: This story contains themes of obsession, manipulation, and emotional/physical abuse. Please read with caution.

I suddenly woke up in a world where men are everywhere and women are rare. The ratio is 122 to 1, and every man wants a piece of me. At 22, if I don't marry three or four husbands, I'll literally die. So what do I do? I open the safest restaurant in this crazy end-of-the-world mess. Men line up outside, begging for a spot in my life, but I decide who gets close. My rules, my game, my survival.

I've only just arrived in this Beast World, and guess what? A beastman picked me up like some rare treasure. Well, lucky for me, I know my way around herbs and can handle an outbreak or two. That's kind of my thing. But honestly, what is going on with these beastmen? They all seem way too desperate for a wife. After being fought over more times than I can count, I'd really just prefer to plant my vegetables, treat a few illnesses, and live in peace. Gentlemen, please, have some mercy and let me go!

I'm Reina, a 35-year-old full-time mom. After my divorce, I was so sad that I got into a car accident. When I woke up, I found out I was tied to something called a "childbirth system" and sent to another world called Evaloria Continent, where there are many men but very few women. I became a little girl abandoned deep in the mountains. I grew up there, learned many skills, and when I finally left the mountains, I realized this world wasn't what I thought at all. There were so many good-looking and kind men everywhere. Before I even noticed, they all started treating me so well and pampering me. What should I do now? I'm the only woman in Evaloria Continent who can fight. I'm also a princess. People say I'm beautiful, kind, and have a good figure. I have power and money, but I'm also very sensitive. The men around me always say I'm too capable, but they're happy that I have a soft heart because it gives them a chance to protect me and show their worth.