Aurel was a musician. Other than music, he had no other interest in anything else; he had no ambitions, no goal, and no interest in others. Someone like him, it was lucky that he was born into a wealthy family. All his life, there was never a time where he suffered grievances- until the day when he was murdered by his cousin. Things began to change from that day on. He was bound to a system and was made to save people and suffer grievances. Through this system, Aurel was made to see what it's like to have no food to eat, no money to spend, relatives whom despises him, enemies lurking around every corner waiting for a chance to kill him. For the first time in his life, Aurel finally knew what 'hell' meant. This is a journey of how a narcissistic and apathetic man became sadistic, even more narcissistic, and a corrupt being. *Inspired by all of the systems book {LOVE THEM}* ***Pictures are not mine, they belong to their rightful owners***

a general seeks a beauty , clear in the intent of having him but confused in his heart . the beauty has a secret he never wants unfold.

Ouran High School Host Club's 1st Teacher Host?! Akira Hanji is a new teacher just hired for Ouran Academy. He is practically emotionless, and does not open up to people or show emotions easily. But what happens when he meets the famed Ouran Host Club? And what if....this teacher has to join as a host himself?

Satsuki had only wanted to help a new friend in need. He didn't think that by doing that one simple thing, it would lead to this. "Ngghh," Satsuki was crying tears of blood, staring aghast at the porcelain fragments of the 8 million yen vase he accidentally broke because of his clumsiness. Haruhi-san looked like they were in outer space, mumbling indecipherable things under their breath as they counted figures on their fingers, swirls serving as their eyes. "Well, what would you like to do to them, Tamaki?" Otori-senpai looked really scary, a sharp smirk settling on his face as he crouched down to pick a shard, his aura totally ominous. Satsuki whimpered. "Have the two of you ever heard the saying, 'When in Rome, do as the Romans do?'. Since you commoners have no money, then you can only pay with your bodies." Satsuki was absolutely petrified, breath coming in and out in sharp bursts. W-were they going to sell them in brothels?! He was just getting ready to faint when Suoh-senpai continued to speak. "From now on, you two will serve as the Host Club's dogs!" Oh yep, sorry Senpai, but Satsuki's already a goner. *thud* ----- Satsuki Miyuzawa promised to stay low when he was accepted as a Music and Arts scholarship student to the prestigious Ouran Academy. He only wanted to pass his school years peacefully and without bothering anybody, but then he and Haruhi-san just had to open the door to Music Room - 3 and it all spiraled from there. ----- Ouran High School Host Club x Male Oc (Satsuki Miyuzawa) YAOI • BxB • BOY'S LOVE HAREM

Sora Hattori is the new scholar student at Ouran, who doesn't seem like the kindest person at first glance but the host club is determined to break his cold exterior and truly befriend him before it all comes crashing down.

Leaving this world, was not part of my plan. Until fate decided, that no, you need to die today. ___________________________________________________________ She was reincarnated with a task at hand. To save the male lead using her abilities, and to become a beauty? 'Why do I even need to be beautiful?' [You don't need to be beautiful. You need to be a beauty.] '...What's the difference?' [You will know in time.] Please be warned that the author is an amateur writer and has limited knowledge and capabilities involving grammar, proofreading, and writing in general. In short, There will be grammatical errors and constructive criticism is greatly appreciated. Oh, and the pic in the cover is not mine. Credits to the artist who made the art.

"Do you want to live?" "If so, sign a contact with me." The young man gazes up with a faint smile on his face, "Yes." The young man didn't care who it was that he'd struck a deal with. Even if it was the devil or a God, he would have agreed. Whatever and whoever it may be, he would take their outstretched hand. Right now he was too weak, he needed more power to end the root of his suffering. In his memorizing eyes, there flashed an unfathomable light, but it quickly disappeared as it fast as it came. - I don't own any of the photos, they belong to their respective owners!!! They were pretty and looked nice... --- Current Update Schedule: First Book is Completed. --- !!Warning!! There maybe some content that you may find disturbing! There will be some explicit details inside that you may not find to your liking, you have been warned. I will put up a 'warning' at the beginning of the chapter to let the reader know ahead of time. There will be same sex romance mentioned, if you find this disturbing you should turn back now! --- A/N: Rookie writer, please overlook my grammar and plot holes, or any other issues with the story. Original story, please don't take it and post it else where.

I've heard of his kind before in my tribe as they told stories by the fire of the white man. Father always told me to never engage with a white man to protect myself, seeing as I was the tribe's so-called 'princess', even if I was a boy. This was the first time I've seen a white man before. I could tell he was a white man because of how he looked with the storied my tribe tells. He had blonde hair that was tied behind his head, white skin unlike me and my tribe's tan ones, and the most intriguing blue eyes I've ever seen. I've never seen blue eyes. Everyone in my tribe all had brown eyes. Although he wielding a long gun that he carried over his back, a metal hat over his head, I couldn't find it in me to feel frightened. He surely didn't have a spear or knife with him unlike our hunting weapons in my tribe. My squirrel companion waved his arm over my face as if telling me to avert my eyes away from the white man, but I placed him somewhere on a higher branch above me. I was fascinated with the white man. No, attracted was a better word. I needed to... meet him in person. Father won't mind me meeting just one white man, won't he. #1 on squirrel (idk lol) #1 on indians #4 on pocahontas

[World Two: Modern] Lin Xia was a hacker. A notorious one to boot, but he always managed to escape the authorities. That was until the night when he caught his lover cheating on him at his own apartment. Betrayed and brokenhearted, he ran out only to find the authorities right in front of his face with their guns pointed at him. That last thing he saw before dying was the sight of his so-called lover smirking down at him as he bled to death. Longing for a chance to restart in life, he transmigrated into the body of a highschool boy from a parallel universe who bore a similar fate to him. Having possessed all of the original body's memories, he vowed to take revenge for the boy as well as to start anew, bearing the name of Sasha Belyakov, a young and rising model and actor. Though the career he sought after might be a little more complicated than he thought. "May all of your wishes be granted, Mr. Giovanni." "But what if my only wish is to possess you?" *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* A.N. - this is the second book of the Villain Transmigration Series. - the original artwork of the cover is not mine. All credits goes to the original artist. - innocent uke/shuu × obsessed seme/gong

Shu Yin was a "simple" boy who is overly mischievous despite his young age and that was why he died..... He died by drowning when he fell in the ocean when he was secretly peeking at some hot dude's eight pack abs.... Now tied to a cheeky System, Shu Yin tries to complete missions to have a chance to peek er... I mean live again but not all is as easy as pie when someone in the story got the wrong script... ????: Wife, why are you avoiding me? Shu Yin: Whose your wife?! Go to the fucking FL hot dude, she is your wife! ????: Wife, don't be like that we even have a marriage certificate. I'm not lying to you. *pulls out proof* Shu Yin: Fuck! Why are we married?! ?????: Why, don't you remember? We registered our marriage when you were drunk and pulled me to the registar office to marry you. *smirks* Shu Yin: What?! Isn't that the FL's scene! ?????: Now wife, why don't we consummate our marriage? *push Shu Yin down the bed* Shu Yin: I think you got the wrong script! *flips ML down the bed* But even so, who says I'm the bottom? *licks lips* ***************** Author's Note: WARNING! The story is a bit too sweet and maybe later on will gain more weight in events, the sugar cane was not too planned but because I love my baby that was why there is too much sugar. But as initial plan, the story will slowly have the gloomy mood and heart wrenching scenes that may saddened/ offend you. But do not worry since this is light fluff of romance, comedy (hope you don't take offense on the jokes since I really don't think too much when I put one), and a bit love struggle romance. Since this is a story after all, it must have the key components of happiness, sadness, wanting to take the knife out scenes, lovelorn scenes, heartbreaking scenes and etc. But this is safe for your heart, not too much torture on the leads heart, just light. 05/20/2023 1 Million Reads