"Dispel your delusions. Even if you wake up from death, you could never even follow in Rachel's footsteps."... more>>

My husband has another woman.

And it's his first love who has been missing for 7 years.

My husband was still obsessed with finding that woman.

To make matters worse, he was convinced that I had something to do with her.

"Tell me where Rachel is. Then maybe I'll give you the night you so desperately beg for."

His hands, which had torn at my dress, came up roughly.

Just as my flustered face was about to fall apart, he stopped his mocking caress.

A bitter smile crept up above his lips.

The problem is that I am the 'woman' he is looking for. <<less

In the novel, the sh*t car character ends up being scrapped.... more>>

Furthermore, it's inevitable for the family of the sh*t car to also meet ruin.

However, I have something to say.

Speaking as the daughter of that tr*sh.

"I want to say that my life has also been difficult because my father was a piece of shit."

***

Aer, who survived from drowning, recalled memories of her past life.

She realized that the place she lived in was from a web novel called 'Under the Moonlit Moonflower.'

Moreover, she was enraged by the fact that she was a minor character who barely appeared in the story. So, she tried to secure money before her family's downfall, but...

Why are they so obsessed and going crazy?

If it's the obsession of an awakened individual, it's very persistent.

Because of her father's foolish obsession, the house was always cold. By seeing her father longing for his mate, she realized how tedious an awakened person's fixation could be.

So how could an Awakened's obsession be seen as a good thing?

"So. You, and you. You."

Since you're the ambassadors of obsession, could you please stay away? I don't even like the smell of an Awakened.

But.......

Aer looked at the man laughing quietly beside her. The affectionate smile remained unchanged.

Surely it wouldn't be .....

Why does it feel so intense? <<less

"Senior brother, brooms can't fly!"... more>>

"I'm thinking that adding some magic should do the trick."

"Senior brother, what's the configuration for mixing uranium ore with herbs?"

"I'm thinking of creating a nuclear reactor.”

"..."

"How did you manage that?"

"Nothing is impossible as long as you're willing to figure it out!"

Song Yin turned to the younger disciples and said, "As long as you think about it, the rest can be left to the almighty magic. Do you agree, junior brothers?”

The younger disciples bowed their heads, "Senior Brother, yes you are right!”

— <<less

That summer afternoon, spent beside the being who had become the heaviest in my world, with the verdure of the season deepening within the confines of my lone space, self-isolated from others. Solitude was no longer an option for me. A life without Woonu only promised loneliness.... more>>

I lost my family and experienced the loneliness that lingered in their absence, living a lonesome life without holding anyone close to my heart, stewing in my solitude. Loneliness and solitude cannot coexist. Only those who have chosen solitude know of this truth.

Solitude is a blank, and loneliness is a dearth that seeks to be filled. Because solitude is closer to nonpossession than it is to resignation, while loneliness is like a jar with a leaky bottom. That imperfectly solid blank of mine, built from my fleeing of loneliness, became desperate to contain a whole being.

Woonu, having felt the rain at the tip of his fingers, arm stretched beyond the eaves, suddenly straightened his legs and leaned his upper body forward.

“Huh? A green frog!”

“Where? Are you sure you didn’t see wrong?”

“There, over there! Oh, oh, it’s jumping!”

“Oh, there really is one.”

“Where did it come from? Has it always lived here?”

I quietly gazed at the side of his face, his mouth agape with a bright smile adorning it.

Where did you come from? Where did you come from for it to feel as though you’ve always been here? <<less

Jaehyun thought that even third-rate movies would be better than his own life.
His father, who brought him into this world at the age of 15, and his siblings who had different mothers.
The times he struggled to escape from that man.
But now, an even more dramatic plot has been added.... more>>

"Accept it, and reflect upon it. Over what's been going on."

The lost memories of the past two years.
To Jaehyun who tries to revive the things that he missed,
The things he couldn't understand...… began to emerge.

'It would be nice if you were really pregnant.'
'It really is a shame to let all of this pass...….’
'What should I do with you?'

It was definitely a voice he knew.
From the eloquent and dignified speech, to that soft, yet deep somber tone...….
It's definitely...

"Long time no see? Has it been two years for you?"
“…….”
“Congratulations on coming back, Seo Jaehyun. Let's start again. Who will win this time?”

Seo Junghyuk, he's returned. <<less

My life had been reduced to shambles due to poverty. I thought it was a life with nothing to lose, but now, it started withering in the hands of an evil person.
*... more>>

The man covered Eun-myeong's buttocks with his huge hand. The buttocks, which were extraordinarily plump on a skinny body, made a loud, plump sound.

"Eat a lot and grow well."

He then firmly gripped and squeezed the plump buttocks. The tender flesh between his fingers was painfully pressed down. Eun-myeong's spine stiffened.

"That way, you'll grow tall and your d*ck gets fatter."

His eyes were smiling strangely between his slanted eyes. <<less

Sehwa turned his head away as if he didn’t want to deal with them. It was an obvious provocation, an everyday occurrence, but just because he was used to it didn’t mean he didn’t care how they treated him. He knew they were doing it because they want to see him lose his temper, and he didn’t want to be swayed by their provocation, so he just let it slide.... more>>

Sakura, Hongdan-i, and sometimes Samwol-i…

He’d told them hundreds of times not to call him by that nickname, but no one listened to the words of a mere creditor, petty hustler, or drug dealer. Still, Sehwa spoke tirelessly every time.​

My name is neither Sakura, nor Hongdan, nor Samwol.

Sehwa,
My name is Lee Sehwa. <<less

※This work is based on shamanistic beliefs and is a creative work, more or less incorporating fictitious dramatization or fabricated settings.... more>>

※This story contains depictions of violence, su*cide, and other sensitive topics. Kindly consider this before deciding to make a purchase.

A typical summer for a twenty-three-year-old.

Joo Hwion comes face-to-face with his younger brother, who wore a smile on his face despite the mu*dered corpses of their parents lying at his feet.

No, what he came face-to-face with wasn’t his brother, but an evil spirit.

The knife that killed his parents was now aimed at Hwion, and he strikes a deal with the messenger to return from the boundary of the afterlife.

「All you need to do is exhale a breath into the hand of a living agwi*.」

But what exactly is a “living agwi,” and how is he supposed to find his enemy, the “evil spirit”?

After numerous trials and errors, Hwion ends up hosting a broadcast that focuses on exploring haunted houses.

And four years later, during the summer of his 27th year.

He suddenly encounters a stunning and gorgeous man…

“I was wondering what it was… Turns out it was a piece of tr*sh.”

“…What?”

Of all people, the “living agwi” he had been so desperately searching for turned out to be an arrogant human with a personality problem.

“Ha, someday I’ll make you kneel and beg for forgiveness for what you’ve done.”

“Give it your best try.”

Two individuals who harbor mutual disdain but find themselves entwined by their respective motives.

Will they ever be able to overcome their misunderstandings and achieve their goals?

*아귀: A starving ghost/demon <<less

When a beautiful Omega travels through time and space and into a normal society…... more>>

Shen Tingwei, an Omega who doesn’t know how to drink, emanates the fragrance of cranberry wine from his scent glands.

This time, however, the scent of wine is stronger than usual.

And so, he became intoxicated.

Upon waking, everything seemed unfamiliar and a bit out of sorts.

Enduring the unique circumstances of his Omega state, he walked into a pharmacy with great difficulty. “Pardon me, but I would like one Omega heat suppressor spray.”

The pharmacist was stunned. “What?”

Unable to get heat suppressors, he felt helpless and resorted to looking for a place to stay.

“Hello, can I book a room?” Shen Tingwei asked.

“Please show me your ID,” the front desk clerk replied.

Shen Tingwei handed over his ID, only to see a complicated expression appear on the clerk’s face. The clerk quickly shoved the ID back into his hand.

“Regulations have been strict lately. You cannot book a room without a proper ID. Maybe you should go somewhere else instead,” the clerk said in an unkind tone.

As Shen Tingwei turned around, he heard the person mutter to themselves. “Your gender is ‘Omega’? Then mine must be ‘Casio’! Seriously, fake IDs are so blatantly obvious these days…” <<less

The maid, Ivnia, who escaped in the night in the midst of a scandal has returned. With a young daughter who looks exactly like the owner of the mansion.... more>>

"The past has already been completely forgotten. Let me work as her maid again."

"Did you just run away to do this? "

It was the man who told her to erase the child. She was nothing more than a toy. Ivnia bowed her head humiliatingly low without showing any emotion. All she had to do was find materials to cure her child"s illness in this mansion. But why is he angry?

"Give that idiot a job. Or let her live in an abandoned detached house."

"Someday you will find me crying again." <<less

The kingdom boasted a hero and formidable leader of the demon extermination force, Valen Rudwick. Amidst the chaos of battle, he tried to rescue a woman from a demon attack, only to be struck on the back of his head…... more>>

Unbeknownst to him, the woman he saved was not just any civilian but a succubus.

When Valen regained consciousness, he found himself not on the bloody battlefield but in a wedding hall within the demon realm.

“I am Argentine. And you are?”

“Do you think I’ll tell my name to a filthy demon like you?”

Weary from the prolonged wars, the demons proposed a political marriage to him. The absurd condition? It would last until Argentine, whom Valen saved, became pregnant with his child.

The idea of a child with demon blood repulsed him to the core. But pushed to his limits, Valen reluctantly agreed to their proposal.

“Let’s cease these charades and focus on what needs to be done. It’ll be better for both of us,” he growled.

“I want to give you time to accept…”

“Should I give not only my body but also my mind? Will that strengthen my ‘essence’?”

Valen was disgusted by the demons’ hypocrisy. He had intended to leave the demon realm as soon as the succubus bore a child.

“Whether you call for me or come to me, it’s up to you,” he said.

“…”

“I’ll do my da!mned best to give you my seed.”

Valen, the human warrior who despises demons, and Argentine, the demon king who sought peace through a child.

Can the demon realm truly find peace? <<less

After his Empress Mother was deposed, she passed away, and his maternal Uncle made one mistake after another.... more>>

Lu Mingyu had always kept a low profile, counting down the days to when he could go to his fiefdom, wishing to stay away from the Capital.

However, his cautious behavior only earned him disrespect and humiliation, even to the point where he was sent to someone else’s bed with a drugged cup of wine.

After that night, when Lu Mingyu met the interested gaze of General Fuyuan, Yan Yunge, many years of sadness and hatred welled up inside his heart.

At that moment, Lu Mingyu finally realized that the consequence of not competing was to become a pawn in others’ hands.

So, he had to fight.

After several years of feigning courtesy and conformity, he was steadfastly determined to take revenge.

Then, the young Princes failed one by one, while the Emperor’s eldest son, whom none of the Ministers had ever taken seriously, finally ascended the throne.

After taking power, Lu Mingyu was determined to remove the General from his position.

After making the General drink a cup of poisoned wine, the Emperor thought back to the few good moments they shared in the past, and regret filled his heart as he realized the consequences of his actions.

However, the Emperor soon heard the news that the General hadn’t died, but had lost his memory instead.

Before Lu Mingyu could decide how to deal with the situation, he felt an unusual movement inside his belly….. <<less

—I want to become a hero. ... more>>

Being a hero is the most prestigious occupation in the world. Alongside other adventurers, they travel to every unexplored corner of the world, battle unknown monsters, and obtain wealth and honor. If successful, one can grasp a happiness that no one else can achieve.

The protagonist, Saburo, formed a party with his childhood friend and close friends when he turned eighteen to become a hero.

However, they were too strong—An indomitable gangster that could defeat any formidable opponent without faltering. A beautiful woman who mastered magic and sorcery by contracting with numerous spirits. A mysterious girl who could befriend even monsters and perfectly mimic anything. Saburo served as the leader, but he reached his limit.

"I'm thinking of quitting adventuring."

That was the beginning of everything, the prologue.

―At the same time, the Demon King is beginning to resurrect. <<less

Mo Fan was originally an online novel writer, staying up late every day to write and update his stories in order to receive rewards.... more>>

One day, inexplicably, he transmigrated into the world he had created in his own novel…

He had thought that he would become the protagonist, with a system and a ring protecting him, leveling up, fighting monsters, making friends with beautiful girls, and achieving great fame.

But the reality was far from his expectations. He didn’t become the protagonist or even the villain. And of course, he didn’t become an unparalleled powerhouse. To his disbelief, he had become the ancestor of a lowly side character in his own book who only lived for less than ten chapters. He became that character’s great-great-grandfather in his ring.

As the creator god of the entire Everfrozen Continent, Mo Fan knew very well that it wouldn’t be long before this inconspicuous early-stage minor villain would meet his end. And when that time came, Lin Yang would once again trample him underfoot, and the Mo family would become the laughingstock of Celesouth City. The Mo family would be completely wiped out!

Looking at his ethereal soul, thinking about the one and only resurrection material he had set up for himself, Mo Fan couldn’t help but say, “Sorry, Lin Yang, but I’m going to come back to life. Let my great-great-grandson take your destiny. As for the great-great-grandfather in the ring, you don’t need to live anymore. Let me live instead!” <<less

On New Year’s Day, a visit to check my fortune led to a bizarre curse. If I fail to have the last word in a conversation, my body will turn to stone—can you believe it?... more>>

I tried to endure it for a year… but then the Duke, a notorious reply villain, appeared.

“Yes, thank you.” “Have a great day!” “May you also have a wonderful day, Count.” “Thank you!” “I’m grateful too.” “No need to respond!” “Count, you don’t need to reply either.”

Didn’t I say you don’t need to reply? Don’t respond! I might be cursed and can’t help it, but what’s your excuse? It seems I might bid the world farewell sooner than expected because of this guy.

But this Duke, does he have unusual tastes?

“From the moment I saw you, my heart was yours.”

Are you talking about that time when I had to shout at everyone to shut up so I could have the last word? That moment when I seemed like a madwoman? Why is that? <<less

Couven Wyeth was an artist despised by many because he was an alpha. At the duke’s residence, where he was asked to paint a portrait, he met the extraordinary ducal lady, ‘Vessia Quixote’.... more>>

“…You there. You’re an alpha?”
“Yes, I’m an alpha.”

Couven’s life was ordinary and run-of-the-mill. Even the persecution he received as an alpha was nothing special.

“I see…”

That was, until he met Vessia.
The noble lady acted as though she hadn’t heard what the artist just said.

‘Really, is this alright?’

It was because of her that Couven’s life turned completely and thoroughly upside-down. <<less

Akira, my stepbrother, was brought into my life as a high school student after my parents remarried. He is a beautiful boy but shy due to his complicated family environment.... more>>

I’ve always admired my brother, and I’ve always played with Akira for his sake… He loves me… we hit it off, and the distance between us draws fast!

“…Aniki, do you like me by any chance?” “Yes, of course.”

The misunderstanding between the two of us deepens. Until finally, I realized that Akira was my sister, and I was confused…

“I’d rather have the same distance between Aniki and me as before. Though, I’d rather be closer to Aniki than I am now.”

Akira’s approach from siblings to lovers has begun!

This is a love-comedy with a little sister who is too cute and carefree to be a brother! <<less

He was once an officer in command of the king's army and a war hero who led his people to victory in the War of the Roses, a knight and gentleman of noble birth of Valdemaera.... more>>

Until she caused him to go blind.

The man grew cranky and unruly, and shut himself away in a remote villa. The people called it the Mansion of the Beast. Late at night, she knocked on the mansion's door.

*

"Do you know who broke my eyes?"
"......."
"A maid just like you."

A hand cupped her cheek, then passed over her chin and grabbed her neck. She coughed raggedly as her breathing was squeezed out.

"Do you even know how she broke them?"
"......."
"She poured poison into my eyes."

The pressure pressing down on her hand was heavy.

This is the weight of my sins. Even if I spend the rest of my life helping him, I will never be able to erase this karma.

*

"Meeting you is the greatest luck of my life," the man whispered.

"Next time, we'll both walk this path with our eyes open."

Next time....... She pursed her lips and tried to pronounce it.

Will there be a next for us? <<less

Yuta, an Omega who thought it was okay to just have a physical relationship, ended up falling in love with someone he shouldn't have. He... more>> knows that his love will never reach them, yet Yuta can't forget Ippei, an Alpha. However, although Yuta loves Ippei, he strangely can't seem to remember Ippei's face. Even though they exchange bodies countless times, Ippei's face disappears from Yuta's mind as time passes. Why can't Yuta remember Ippei's face? It might be because his self-control is at work... <<less

I was a saint candidate.... more>>

I fell into a scheme and ruined the duke, my only sponsor, I was falsely accused of trying to mu*der Diana, my rival, and died a miserable death.

‘I’m not a foreign object in some kind of third-rate novel… Why am I dying so s*upidly and absurdly?!’

In that moment, I realized.

I’ve really transmigrated into a character in a novel!

***

Me, Belzeth. 5 years old.

I’ve regressed back to my childhood like a miracle!

I’ve decided to live well this time, learning from my past mistakes.

And the results are in.

The Duke who was always cold-hearted in my previous life keeps giving me gifts, I've become friends with the eldest son who gets killed because of me, and even the sickly younger son who was supposed to die early is healed.

“Great! Now I just have to avoid the dead flags!”

But.

The more I try to avoid the original storyline, the more I get involved with the male lead candidates…

And Diana, the kind heroine, turns into a harsh person who’s just after me?!

“I can’t hear my heartbeat.”

To make matters worse, even my heart is gone.

Damn it! I might end up being the villainess again and die!

“I don’t have a heart… I don’t have a heart… So I can’t feel pain…”

What a load of nonsense!

Please, whether you’re a goddess or whatever, just let me live a peaceful life! <<less

Ji Xiao Zhenren wielded his divine power, splitting mountains and parting seas, penetrating the heavens and the earth, known as the 'First Sword of Han Shan'.... more>>

Fellow cultivators respected him, disciples admired him, and demon cultivators feared him. If it weren't for his ignorant, incompetent, and inconsiderate Dao companion, he would have been almost perfect.

Meng Xueli's talent in cultivation was mediocre; he lacked a refined and ethereal demeanor and had never cultivated seductive skills. He was merely an ordinary beauty. The cultivation world was not short of beauty; being ordinary was almost synonymous with being tacky.

Ji Xiao unexpectedly took a liking to such a tacky Meng Xueli, revealing that cultivation does not necessarily elevate one from having bad tastes. His aesthetic judgment was indeed questionable.

It wasn't until the untimely demise of Ji Xiao Zhenren that Meng Xueli, at a young age, found himself widowed.

With the upheaval in the sect and enemies knocking at the door, chaos ensued. Eventually, with the collapse of the tree, the monkeys scattered, and the collapse of the wall, everyone pushed... pushed, but they couldn't move?! <<less

Second son of the Duke of Devonport and first-ranked in the Royal Academy of Acansis. And second to none, the Academy’s official scum of the earth.... more>>

A man who is proof of an unfair world. A man so unlike her who struggles to escape her tr*shy family. Tilia Ambrose hates Ilex Davenport.

But who would have thought she’d end up in bed with the notorious scumbag? <<less

For Moon-kyeong, marriage was an escape.
After all, Seojun had promised to let her go whenever she wanted to leave.
A year later, she confidently demands a divorce.... more>>

"Let's get divorced."

At that moment, this seemingly worldly man gave her a strange look.
His demeanor has changed beyond belief.

"Why, do you look at me like that?"
"You're pretty."
"What?"
"Your eyes."

As Moon-kyeong reflexively turns away, their gazes entwine.
And the memories of that day come rushing back
The first kiss and the deep sensations they shared.

"Seo Moon-kyeong."
"..."
"Stop crying. Don't drive people crazy."

As the divorce date approaches, emotions of love blossom between them.
A love meant for only one person, in <<less

Zhou Wentian was just an ordinary game streamer who died of overwork overnight and found himself transported into the online game he had just been promoting.... more>>

He successfully became the cannon fodder Ninth Saint Son of the low-tier sect, the Hehuan Sect, embarking on a 'wonderful' life with a system and a whip in hand.

【Ding! Host, please open your eyes. Who would you like to whip today:

A. The main male lead who is gagged and imprisoned by you.

B. The powerful male lead's uncle imprisoned in the dungeon.

C. The future antagonist you've tricked into servitude.

D. Select all.】

Zhou Wentian, not wanting to die, could only fiercely yet gently tease the above targets with his whip.

He completed his missions and made quick getaways.

The disheveled and irritable main male lead, Xia Chengying: "You like using props, huh? These are all ones you've used before. Do you want to take turns, or all at once?"

The dark and manipulative uncle wearing a collar, Bai Moyang: "Lord Ninth Saint Son, didn't you promise to make me your furnace? How can you break your promise? I'm here for our appointment."

The sickly antagonist covered in whip marks, Shang Feiyu: "Lord Saint Son, please don't leave again, or Feiyu will have to take you to the grave with him." <<less

Twelve years ago, Su Pei had a good time in the university drama club. When he first met He Yiming, he was dressed in a costume, dressed as a young lady of the Republic of China, with a wig and heavy make-up, neatly dressed and neatly dressed, Su Pei smiled and shoved the flyer into He Yiming’s hand and said:... more>>

“Classmate, you want to join our drama club? Come and see our new rehearsal.”

He Yiming looked at the person in front of him and refused coldly: “No, thank you.”

But then He Yiming quietly slipped into the rehearsal room of the drama club.

Twelve years later, Su Pei rushed to the script and wanted to die. He was urged to die by the director, and pointed by the stars: “Mr. Su, can you write the script?”

He Yiming, who has a net worth of hundreds of millions He came down from the sky and said to the person pointing fingers:

“This teacher Su is my senior.”

At this time, He Yiming was a young and rich man with a gleam of gold. screenwriter support.

Then he turned his head, He Yiming blocked Su Pei in the hotel room, his voice was as cold as when he first met him:

“Su Pei, what rubbish script are you writing in what rubbish crew.” Are they worthy?

Su Pei looked at He Yiming, and the other party was no longer the junior.

He Yiming looked at Su Pei, outsiders never knew, not even Su Pei, what he saw and thought during the day and night was all of him, and his Su Pei was the real golden boy.

Thisis the story of two friends who finally got together after more than ten years of friendship. Gong is a closet (homophobic) attribute, and Su is a straight man. There will be a rather peculiar straight-forward bending process .

Su Pei (Shou) x He Yiming (Gong) <<less