Ever since he could remember, Choi Do-woon thought of himself as nothing more than a human doll. Intelligent, yet emotionless, Do-woon wandered through a cruel world that never embraced him. But on the day his younger siblings were born, he finally learned what it meant to feel... happy. But when an incurable illness ended his life, he awoke in the newborn body of Lysander Blakesty - one of the three leading villains of the novel he last read, Ways of the Mystic, who is doomed to die by the Prince's sword. With knowledge of the novel's events, and the memories of his past life, Do-woon is set to change Lysander's fate, and perhaps discover what it means to be human along the way. But who could've thought that the choices he would make would spark a romance between him... and the Prince?! *This is my own original work. No other work was plagiarized, and if so it is coincidental. *Credit to the original owner of the covert art.

[The Host has finished bzz 1000 bzz worlds... C-Con-...] Host:"...this is bullshit." After being sucked into a wormhole and forced to possess bodies after bodies, he had grown tired and readied to disintegrate their soul to finally rest forever. But then the system seemed to break down and remain unresponsive. He thought they might be stuck in that space for eternity until a panel appear in front of their face. [Manual mode in progress] Host:"Manual mode...? After thousands of years doing these tasks, I have never heard of this function?" [Proceed to 1001st world?] [Yes/No] Host:"...Yes?" --- Host: "So this is the manual mode! HAHAHAHA I have to make the best of it!" ................................................. This is something I write for fun because I'm in love with the star-crossed lover trope. So it may be sporadic in updates. I love creating stories but am bad at writing... WARNING: There may be some steamy scenes (not that good at writing it) 1v1, cute-but-not-naive shou x gentle-to-only-shou gong Cover Art by me

As a top-tier actor, Xingchen had faced scandals, betrayal, and even death threats. But nothing prepared him for actually dying. One moment, he was behind the wheel in a storm, and the next? He woke up in a world on the brink of interstellar travel... as Sky Astrid, a fake young master doomed to be cannon fodder! Sky was supposed to be the villain- not even a proper one! Just a petty stepping stone for the real young master to shine. And worse? He got eliminated in the first half of the novel! Before he could process anything, a mechanical voice rang in his head, [Collect Green Tea Points and rise to fame! Change your fate!] Xingchen, now Sky: "..." Fine... If playing the scheming little green tea could keep him alive, he'd do it. He'd gather just enough points, avoid the plot, and focus on his new dream-becoming an idol in this futuristic world! ...Or so he thought. Because somehow, things went horribly wrong. Later, when he was attacked, the male lead cradled his blood covered body in his arms and whispered in his ear, "N-Nothing will happen to you, I promise, my Star." Wait... wasn't he the one who got hurt? Then why did Levi look like his entire world was falling apart? ---- Levi Nightshade was born with diamond spoon. Yet, growing up in a world full of scheming and deceit had made his heart numbed. But then, he saw him. A boy with wide, innocent eyes, trotting through the academy and without knowing it, went straight into his heart, forcing it to beat only for him. So, Levi decided then and there. By hook or by crook, Sky Astrid was going to be his.

All Suna Katsumi ever wanted to be was a background character. But fate has other things in stored for him. Now that the spoiled son of the duke has had a change of heart, his butler, and the capture targets starts to take advantage. "Young Master, he looked at you wrongly. Do you want this servant to gouge out that peasant's eyes?" "No. You dont have to go that far." "Young Master, do you want me to hold you while you sleep?" "No. Its weird." "Young Mas-" "No." (A/N): Credits to the owners of the pictures used in this story.

My life has nothing important. My family never really look at me. When I feel like my life has no reason, I died and coming back to life in fantasy world. But why must it be a world of second gender?! Not to mention, I remember that I will end up dead! Just as if I will give up the life of being pampered and has a lot of money. In order to have a lavish life, I'm willing to become the villain!

I was reincarnated into the Young Master of the Alsar dukedom, the villain of the novel "Romance in the Time Passing". However, there was one problem. I had never read the novel, and the system that told me I must maintain the plotline wouldn't tell me anything! Without any knowledge of how to act as the villain, what the characters I had to bully looked like, or the basic norms of the world, I could only helplessly watch as the plotline veered further from its original.

Knox has spent years perfecting the art of not giving a damn. He has spent his whole life keeping people at arm's length, working late shifts, smoking through the exhaustion, and surviving each day with the numb detachment of someone who learned too young that caring only leads to pain. The art club he joins for extra credit is supposed to be just another chore. Instead, he founds a new obsession and four artist that, turns out, aren't as bad as he thought. Knox doesn't want redemption. He doesn't believe in healing arcs or clean endings. But as the weight of his past presses closer, and the present demands choices he can no longer postpone, he's forced to confront a question he has never allowed himself to ask: What happens when running is no longer enough?

Knox was a well know man. Known as Silence. Mostly known for his kill count. The police couldn't find him and he was an enigma in the public's eye. Known for sewing his victims mouth shut and forever leaving them to be silent. He wasn't expecting to be involved in a game of life or death. However a part of him loved the thrill. He was even excited to take part. He wasn't expecting to start feeling an unexplainable emotion towards his teammates. He wasn't expecting a lot of things that happened in the game. He wasn't mad at it though.

"I-..." he stopped, the words dying in his throat when a sudden lump appeared, not giving him the time to form proper words. His breath hitched, rose orbs trembling and stuck staring at his untouched food, sweat beginning to form underneath his too-long bangs. He... He thought he could do it. And yet he couldn't. Not when he could feel every stare burning onto his person, piercing through his soul like they could see every single fault, picking out his insecurities. The judgmental looks, the sneers, the disappointment. He could feel it, how it caused every hair to stand on edge, his ears ringing until all he could hear was his own heartbeat; wildly thudding inside his ribcage, ready to burst out of his chest. Shooting up from the table, head bowed low, his lips pursed and trembling as shame-filled tears sprung up, he turned and ran away from the dining room. Not sparing anyone a single glance because all he wanted was to breathe- Future villain or not, he couldn't bring himself to act like the original owner of this body. He couldn't. • Han Choyoung had trouble making connections and communicating with others. He felt guilty, even if his loved ones supported him regardless. But after accidentally drowning to his death, he only wished he'd overcome his fear sooner. He didn't expect to wake up as 11-year-old Kazaru Evedane, the neglected 3rd prince-turned-villain from a game he only heard from his noona. Choyoung could handle the identity crisis, he died after all- but to be the neglected prince hated by everyone because he's an illegitimate child? Knowing he had to face characters he didn't know? And just because he struggled to communicate properly while faking amnesia, as he had no prior knowledge of the game- everyone started chasing him! Please leave him alone! • My take on a BL harem isekai but MC's LOOSELY inspired by Shouko Komi from the Anime "Komi Can't Communicate". PS: book cover and artworks by me alone! ON HIATUS FOR NOW

Silas Rosewood is soft-spoken, half-asleep, and secretly the favorite son of Hypnos. Percy Jackson has been obsessed with him since kindergarten. Now that they're both at Camp Half-Blood, Percy refuses to let Silas vanish from his life again-monsters, quests, and gods be damned. A sleepy demigod who bends dreams. A determined hero who'd burn the world for him. Based on Books