Rihannan Alessin, a queen rotting in prison. Despaired and without hope, she drank poison and died. But… unbeknownst to her, the deity gave her a second chance at life. She was twelve again. And this time, she would live life differently. Six years later, she chooses to become Arundell’s queen… “If you’re asking me to step down from the marriage proposal, I can’t.” “Marry me and let us divorce after a year.” And this time, the time limit of their marriage would last a year. A husband she knew who was different than before… she tried not to love him again, but each time, her heart kept shaking. Show More

[WARNING: THIS NOVEL IS R-18]“I love you, despite the danger signs.” …. “Little lamb, let me tell you this. You’re standing before the gates of hell right now. Doing this means ruining your life. Are you ready to step down to hell with me?” As the silence dragged on, the man’s lips curved up into a triumphant, mocking smile and his hand landed on her head. He ruffled her hair and leaned in on her. “Hell is not a good place, at least for a little lamb like you. I’m sure you’re aware of that. Now run away while this demon king is still being nice and calm.” He whispered and then, he turned to leave, so casually, as if nothing just happened. But after three steps, the girl stopped him again. “The hell you’re talking about…” she mumbled, “I… I’d like to see it for myself… Take me there.” … Abigail is a beautiful oh-so-innocent lady. She is kind and well mannered but she is terminally ill. She knows she will die soon so before she dies, she wants to fulfill her one and only wish – to fall in love. She wants to experience loving someone romantically. But under one strange condition- she wants a man who will not fall in love with her because she doesn’t want him to suffer when she’s gone. She met Alexander, the coldhearted and mysterious man. He warns her from the start that he doesn’t do love and that he is dangerous. But that made him the perfect man for Abigail. He was exactly the kind of man she was looking for.Their completely different worlds collide, Alexander will start to teach the innocent Abigail about sexual pleasure while Abigail will teach him the joy of doing simple things in life.… He handed her an egg-shaped, pink vibrator and then returned to his spot.The girl blinked again as she examined, with deep curiosity, the pink egg-shaped thing in her hand.“Don’t make me wait. Put it inside,” the man ordered and Abi swallowed.Abi had no idea whatsoever as to what this thing was. She had never seen anything like this before. She wanted to ask him what this thing was and what he meant by ‘put it inside’ but the man was so serious, she was afraid she’d fail the test if she showed him that she didn’t even know what this was.“Is this…

*Slow burn book* “Who touched you?” he asked, his eyes brooding down at her and when she didn’t answer, his voice thundered in the room, “WHO?” The butler who stood near the wall spoke shakily, “Sir, it was Mr. Reverale,” Damien’s face turned sour, his jaw ticking in anger he turned his face to the side where the butler stood behind. “Bring the man here.” “N-now?” stuttered the butler. It was the time of night. Damien who hadn’t broken his eye contact with the girl in front of him, pushed his hand against the wall which now rested beside his beautiful girl’s head. Turning his body, he first looked at his butler who had his head bowed. With great courage, the butler came to meet his Master’s eyes, “Do you have any other better time? Or should it be after I wring your neck?” Damien asked calmly tilting his head. Not a second later, the butler ran out of the room to return back with Mr. Reverale after twenty minutes. “Damien, are we having a late tea party?” Mr. Reverale came to greet but the master of the house had other plans. Spotting the knife that was stuck to the apple on the table, he reached for it to pull it out. Just as Mr. Reverale went to exchange a handshake with him, Damien took hold of his hand to place it on the table. In one swift movement as if he were chopping onions, he chopped the four fingers of the man off his hand making him yelp and cry in pain. “No one touches what is mine. I am sure this will remind you the next time you even think about touching her,” sighed Damien as if he were tired of telling people to keep their dirty hands off his belongings. Meet Damien Quinn, a pureblooded vampire who is a complete narcissist, brash with his words and stingy even though he is rich who haggled when he bought a slave from the black market. On the other hand, meet Penelope who believes she is a ‘guest’ for a few days at the Quinn as she is intent on escaping from the odd vampire who needs therapy. ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/K63uVqN Show More

Roy’s life was nothing special. The only thing commendable was the last few moments when he saved a mother and her child from a drunk driver. … It’s really an egg! Damn it, what kind of monster have I become? Did I fall into Hell instead of making it to Heaven?? Join Roy as he ventures through various worlds with the Custom Made Demon King System—a system that allows Roy to draw anything he can imagine and create it through exchanging souls! Show More

I’m the villain !? In fact, I never considered myself to be a hero, I always believed that the hatred people had towards me was somehow my fault, and that I was honestly not as kind or as nice as the protagonist. But at the same time, I didn’t consider myself a villain but one day I woke up and realized that actually everyone else does, including the people that I was willing to sacrifice my life to protect. And if that was not enough on that same day, I woke up with the biggest burden a human can bear, the burden of saving fu*** humanity. Indeed, as a villain, it is not my duty to save the world, but to whom would I leave this duty? Should I leave it to the protagonist who spends all his time luring beauty to build his fuc** harem? The protagonist who got the most powerful cheat code but still failed to do his duty in the end, the same hero who wants to protect our enemies only because they are living in peace for the time being. Ahhh! Even the thought of that hypocrite who convinces himself that he wants to control everything just to protect the innocents makes my blood boil. Sigh, ok I’ll do it I’ll save this chaotic world, but I’ll do it my way and anyone who gets in my path will discover why the world itself considers me a villain. Show More

Surviving the Game as a Barbarian mtl I couldn’t even beat the 2D version, so how can I beat the game in real life? Maybe I’ll have to spend the rest of my life here. Even that will be difficult. – A player became a ferocious barbarian in the game Dungeon and Stone. To protect his secret, he must become the mask, presenting himself as more fierce and courageous than others, a paragon of his kind in the eyes of the whole world. Back on Earth, the silent computer started to buzz again in the shadowy chamber. On the dark screen, text started to emerge. [Synchronization is complete. ]

The Main Heroines are Trying to Kill Me Raw mtl To preserve the dismal Dark Fantasy World, I suppressed my emotions and destroyed it, then murdered the Demon King and returned. Now I’m attempting to rescue the world with the ‘System’ I obtained as the ‘Regressor’s Privilege’… However, the Main Heroines have also reawakened their memories of the prior timeline. God help us.

She had a dream: the world was brimming with light. Family. School. Friends. Trains. Buses. Movies. Books. In that world of light, she grew into adulthood… and at the very end, in a white room, she fell into darkness. She awoke from the dream to find that she had become a demon. In the demon world, she lived a carefree life until she encountered a powerful being. After such a long time spent living as a demon, before she knew it, spreading in her heart was a yearning for that world of light. She plunged herself into a summoning magic circle that had appeared. Then… when she opened her eyes once again, she had become a human baby. She was in the Holy Kingdom. She felt fearful: while she was indeed a demon, she only had the strength of a baby. Her being a demon, if discovered, would be terrible. Was she a human or a demon? Would she be able to survive from here on out? Show More

If there is no one who can kill me, wouldn’t it be better to raise someone who can kill me?

Happiness to me was like a lie overlaid with fantasies.