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Time 7h 56m

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Yes, you read it right, I'm a third party, to every story in every alternate universe there is in the cosmos, (preferably those I know) I'm the one who goes in between the protagonists and antagonists, it may seem like I'm the main character of their story, but trust me I'm not, because I have regretted being the main cast of my story.

After being massacred vigorously in his past life, and now floating in to nothingness, in an abyss where darkness reigns, he opens his eyes, and saw a small speck of light, and was given a chance to live again and a wish.

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"What would you like me to call you?" the orb of light spoke, in a gentle and humble voice.
"Ken, you can call me by my name, Ken" I say while looking at the enticing orb of light, drawing me in its alluring glow.
"Understood, and what would be your wish, Ken?" the orb of light asked.
"To be a Third Party". Bright light began to envelop my vision until there was nothing I could see but white.All Rights Reserved

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Echo of the Past by KiyuMiyuu

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.

If The Villain Catches Me Alive by srimaa_1

I've possessed a villainous master who is about to be gruesomely murdered by the main villain in the ruined BL novel <Jeffrey>. With a primal instinct to not want to die, I tried everything I could to escape the death flag. "Um... Hi? Have you eaten?" I even let him out of the basement where he was locked up. "This is Jeffrey, he's going to be staying with us from now on." I even turned the original protagonist into his childhood friend. "I never thought of you as my master." But my student won't let go of my death flag. Aish, this isn't working. Let's run away. *** After a series of twists and turns, my escape seemed to be successful, though my body was weakened and my magic was drained. I thought I could start a new life in the countryside working with the second job I found... "I've been waiting. Dante." One day, I was found alive by my villainous disciple. *** "You... lost your memory?" No. I just lied because I didn't want to be dragged back. "...It's okay. We're back together. We can just start from the beginning." No, where is my consent? And start what, with my death ending? At that moment, my student said something outrageous. "You and I were lovers. A very affectionate lovers."

Transmigration Into A Minor Villain Into A Matchmake Cupid! by MoiStreicher

A Minor Villain into a Matchmake Cupid! (But also became a possible love interest!!??) Carlos Advincula, a minor villain who our transmigrator became into when he woke up in the world of the game played 2 years ago. So much to say is that there are multiple endings and his ending varies how the two protagonist, the male lead and the female lead tread their path in the story. Wanting an ending that give him less pain for his death, he tries his best to lead the two protagonist in the path where he wants them to be for the sake of his ending. He, himself wants to avoid death at all cost but that is Carlos' fate, to die in a tragic way. He fears it more than anything but not so much as the goddesses hovering above looking down upon the mortal realm. He would very much likely to avoid their gazes on him so instead of escaping Carlos' fate which is now his, he will choose his own ending according in the story canonically. "The two is getting along very well." "That's weird, aren't they supposed to be here together?" "Don't worry, you two will get back together in a jiffy with my help!" "What the-- why is side character getting so close to me? And the female lead??? What's going on? "Aren't you supposed to hate me!? Why are you taking my hand, male lead!?" "Someone please tell me what's going on!!"

All I've Ever Wanted (BxB) by letsrunawaycora

Previously Named → 'Deception' WARNING: Mature/Trigger Warning *BOYXBOYXBOY to BOYXBOY Story* ________________________ They came to him, then brought him up and made him feel happy and loved, for once in his life. But just like everyone and everything else, they left him too. He should have known nothing good, ever lasts forever. But damn he wished it could. Then suddenly, he appeared. He made him happy and treated him with so much tenderness and kindness, that he felt if this screwed up too, he'd be so done with life. Now he just needs to be finally rid of the two beings that almost did him under. 6ft under that is. ONGOING: No COMPLETED: Yes

I AM THE SECOND MALE LEAD. by pushisinung

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE THE SECOND CHOICE IN A PERSON'S LIFE? I was always the 2nd choice in everyone's life. People always left me for someone, someone who was a bigger jerk than me. I couldn't understand why they left me for assholes such as those bastards. This always happened in my dream. Every single time people left me to be with a toxic guy when I was the better choice. In my dreams, those people who left me were, sometimes a girl and sometimes a guy. Nevertheless I was always abandoned in my dreams while the guy who takes them away glares at me with a smug smile on his face as if screaming "I won." Why was I always the second choice in their lives? I don't understand. What am I lacking? "YOU ARE TOO KIND!" "YOU NEED TO BE ASSERTIVE AND ROUGH ON BED TO WIN." "PEOPLE THESE DAYS LIKE TO BE CONTROLLED AND LEAD ON!!" "YOU NEED TO BE A BIT MORE TOXIC, MANIPULATIVE AND DEMANDING!" "BADBOYS ARE A TREND THESE DAYS!" "JUST BE A BIT MORE OF AN ASSHOLE OR ELSE YOU WILL NOT WIN! YOU HEAR ME?!?" SAID A CERTAIN ANNOYING BUG! "......." WTF! I QUIT!!!

I Became The Villain's Secretary by J_axnettx_e

After I suddenly died I possessed the body of what I thought was an extra within a novel. From then on my life was mostly calm, though not fulfilling. Until one day I discovered I wasn't just a background figure; instead I was an insignificant character who'd end up being the villainous Grand Duke's secretary, only to die shortly after being near him! But I had no choice, it was too late to change my fate, so I decided to live as obediently as possible under the orders of the sadist villain. But I still had a plan. Even before the female lead makes her appearance, I will try in every way to make the villain a little more normal, or at least ensure that the two do not meet, so that no one will face a harsh death, including me! And then, after the villain doesn't become obsessed with the female lead and becomes more normal, I will be able to resign and live peacefully. So I just cleared all the suspicions he might have about me in order to not incur his wrath and die like in the novel. * * * "I'll give you a choice." The corner of his lips raised crookedly. Though that smile did not reach his eyes at all. "One, don't resign and stay here forever..." His gaze was enough to unnerve me. "Two, let me kill those who dared to give you the idea of resigning...then don't go and stay here forever." No, haven't I already made sure that the villain has become a little more normal!? ...What the heck is going on!? He shouldn't be like this!

Second Chance by Heartfel

[Completed] ManxBoy ~ What if you have died but gotten a Second Chance? This is a story of an orphan boy who has been tossed around, used and broken in so many ways but one night everything changes. He only wished to live a life, to go to school, to make friends and grow up as a normal boy. One night, he dreamt of a boy who thought his life was not worth living. It was such a weird and depressing dream that he has long pushed it to the back of his mind. He's used having his body used in the most horrible way. One night, his owner brought in a group of customers. He fought them hard and tried to escape. He reached for the door only to be hit from the back. The last thing he saw was the group of men in state a of panic. When he woke up, he saw the crying face of a girl. A couple entered the room with tears in their eyes after the girl had left. They started calling him 'Luke'. He became confused but then he saw himself through the bathroom mirror's reflection. He started to panic and they called in the doctors to calm him down. He doesn't have a name, so why do they keep calling him that... He slowly realised that he is no longer in his own body but the body of the boy he dreamt of. After waking up, he takes on a mission to hide it from everyone and move on from his past. He wants to take this opportunity to live a life he always wanted. From there he starts to learn more about this "Luke" boy. Will he meet the man, who might've caused Luke to kill himself?! What will happen when he finds out that the man who despised Luke is showing interest in him although he's in Luke's body ?! - This book is about a romance between two men and has mature content. If you don't like prostitution, depression and suicidal tendency; this book isn't for you. But those things are only at the beginning of the story as you follow Luke's personal development and romance.

A Beastman Story by Froggy76

How would you feel if you found yourself in a different place with no memory of how you got there? Well that happened to me and this is my story. Hi, My name is Genisis and I am 23 years old, I was walking from my car into my house and..... well that is the last thing I remember before finding myself in a huge forest. Dang, I am so lost, the only things I had on me were the clothes I had on and my duffle bag with my emergency stuff, you know like extra clothes, a flashlight, some granola bars, four or five water bottles and an emergency kit with bandaids, alcohol wipes, antibacterial gel, and that antibiotic ointment. Oh yeah and my purse, that had my phone!! With no signal, and 911 not working, Just freaking GREAT! Read on to find out what happens Thanks for giving me your time and thoughts. Oh and I got inspiration from the beauty and the beasts stories but the characters and plot are my own, I love the idea of the Beastman stories and decided to do a fanfic with my own characters and plot. Any pictures are from my own collection. Thanks for reading froggy friends! Also updates will be sporadic and I apologize for that right now. All pictures are from various apps, they were downloaded by me but they belong to the apps they came from. Also I am editing and writing all at once but fair warning there will be mistakes and I will do my very best to correct them, Plot holes, spelling and grammar mistakes abound but it is only the third book I have ever written so please give me mercy and enjoy! This is a very fast paced romance reverse harem, I also purposely did not give character descriptions , I wanted the reader to imagine my characters however the wanted. I hope everyone enjoys my take on the beastworld.

~The String of Fate~ discontinued... Well, continued on another account 😁😁 by Bakesale1234

My name is Min Ae-ri Shin ... Or it was that. One day as I was taking a bus home from my college as usual while playing an otome game on my phone since I was regularly one of the last few people to get off the bus an... An incident happened which lead me to an early death. If this had happened a few years ago I would have probably celebrated this. However, since the universe just hates me so much It decided to take me when I was finally free from one of my greatest chains. My "family". But that didn't even compare to what happened next... I thought that after dying I would finally be set free of this crappy world, but instead... I just got transmigrated into a worse one. As the villainess. Now I'm stuck in this damn game trying to get one of the many interests who were supposed to ruin my life as a villainess to kill me so that I could possibly return back to my original world whether it was in my original body or by reincarnation since this damn game wouldn't let me die on my own. Now the question was will I be able to somehow return back to my original world or chained to my dreadful fate as the villainess?

ZEKE by pushisinung

BOOK THREE IS FINALLY HERE. "His lashes....fl..fluttered!!" "Hi....his fingers moved." "He has woken up!!" The people I had left behind on my road to revenge cried tears of blood upon my rise from my eternal slumber. My friends were wailing in happiness; the very same friends I had abandoned in my pursuit of revenge. I had forgotten about them. So waking up to see them in tears and snot made my heart guilty than ever. Deep down I knew I was a shallow scum for not even thinking about them once. *BANG* The yakuza boomed through the door, his breath is disarray. His eyes looked at me with disbelief. Relief washed over him upon the realisation that this was not a dream. "You...you are awake. You are awake." "This is not a dream." He uttered frantically with a grim look on his face. Yet the worry was obvious in his eyes. The people that had missed me terribly kept wailing upon my return for they thought they had lost me. Thanks to my god I awoke again. Thus my life, this time, was returned to me as Zeke.

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Echo of the Past cover

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Transmigration Into A Minor Villain Into A Matchmake Cupid! cover

All I've Ever Wanted (BxB) cover

I AM THE SECOND MALE LEAD. cover

I Became The Villain's Secretary cover

Second Chance cover

A Beastman Story cover

~The String of Fate~ discontinued... Well, continued on another account 😁😁 cover

Echo of the Past

A few months ago, I bought a mug with gold gilt. On sale. Not a gift either nor because of an occasion to remember by it. Just plain, pretty mug for 15PLN. I drank my coffee from it since. I spat loose tea leaves into it. It never felt particularly significant. An ordinary object. Only when I lost it, I realised its true value. I sat comfortably at my desk one evening. Looking at my phone, I reached to take my song-text notebook. Trivial situation. My clumsy fingers were unable to avoid the mug. They allowed it to topple over, to slip from the desktop. Even though I did not see the split-second occurrence, I felt the pressure of unease. My head painted the trajectory of the fall on its own, the shattering, spillage. The loss. For a millisecond I still had hope, that I would be able to catch the mug, that I would be able to avoid what was about to happen. But I knew I was headed for failure. I don't have any superpowers. I only scalded my fingers. I looked at the mug's new shape for a long while, at the shattered pieces. At the spilling liquid. Our adventure came to an end. Irrevocably. I won't be drinking coffee from it anymore, nor spit tea leaves into it. Well. I shouldn't be sad, it was just a regular mug, just like thousands of others. I grew to like it, it kept me company throughout hundreds of warm drinks. I lost it. I hate this feeling the most. In the moment when I am losing something, I stop in my tracks, I hold my breath. It is always a very intense moment. A short one, but one that gives me the tight unpleasant feeling in my stomach. The feeling of loss is always accompanied by hope. Silly and naïve. Making me believe so strongly, that I can make it. That I will still be able to catch the mug mid-flight. When the feeling is entering the body, crawling into me I realise, how important it was to me. Whether it's Nivan or a stupid mug with gold gilt.