When I opened my eyes, it was the 1980s in America.
I decided to write pulp fiction...

When she was 8 years old, Lin Xian met Xiao Yuqing and was blinded by the beauty. A childish speech was laughed at for many years. ... more>>

Auntie, you are beautiful, I want to marry you.

Later, Lin Xian, who thought she had long forgotten, met Xiao Yuqing again. Her heartbeat began to remind her again – I like her very much.

After many years, Xiao Yuqing was eaten and dried to know that the soft white rabbit grew up not as a white rabbit, but as a wolf.

If you say that young love is as uncertain as the wind, then I hope that the rest of my life it will last for a long time. <<less

After suffering a debilitating stroke that left him in a vegetative state, the once-indispensable genius writer, Kwon Eugene, finds himself in a startling situation. Inexplicably,... more>> he regresses back to his high school years in the United States. With the memories of his past accomplishments, including topping worldwide bestseller lists, he begins to wonder if the challenges of his teenage years might now seem easier in comparison. As he navigates this unexpected journey through time, Eugene is faced with the opportunity to rewrite his life’s story in ways he never imagined. <<less

Qiao Yu suddenly finds herself transported into an unfinished romance novel, and a system informs her that she must continue writing the story based on the events in the book's world. As she opens the writing interface, she notices two floating orbs resembling computer assistants—one labeled "Reader Satisfaction" and the other "OOC Level."... more>>

Qiao Yu: What are these?

System: Those are your destiny.

As Qiao Yu takes on the role of a classmate of the male and female protagonists, her life becomes hectic as she struggles to find suitable material for the story. She wants to write about the sweet school life of the male and female protagonists sitting together, but her seat mysteriously ends up between them, and the male protagonist refuses to switch places with her.

Feeling confused, Qiao Yu can only write in her story: "Love is a hand that wants to touch but pulls back, and the appropriate distance brings them closer."

She also wants to depict the emotional progress of the male and female protagonists during their travels, but throughout the entire trip, they separate and she ends up spending her time with the female protagonist, going out during the day and soaking in hot springs at night. The only thing she knows for certain is that the female protagonist has a nice figure, but she doesn't dare write about it in the story.

The story progresses slowly with extensive psychological descriptions, and both orbs' values remain stable. The comments section is filled with praise, hailing her as a writer who excels in portraying delicate emotions. Only Qiao Yu knows that she has nothing to write about, and she laments quietly, "Why is the progress so slow?"

While Qiao Yu is lost in her thoughts, Lin Qing, who is feeding her dried fruits, suddenly grabs the back of her head and kisses her. After a moment, Lin Qing releases her and reveals a deep, night-like gaze in her usually clear eyes. She softly smiles and asks, "Is it still slow now?"

Qiao Yu completely freezes, and in her mind, the two orbs from the writing interface and the clear classification of "romance" appear vividly. It's over—she has unintentionally turned her romance novel into a yuri story! Her life is surely over today! <<less

A distinguished guest was welcomed to the palace of the Arilance Empire.... more>>

This lord was said to be a noble emperor.

After hearing this, the people of the empire scoffed. Who’s emperor would wander around in despair? This man must be a liar.

The emperor of the Arilance Empire was a tyrant.

The people of the empire placed their bets, speculating on the date when the liar would be beheaded by the emperor.

Three months, five months……

Months have passed, and the liar has not yet been beheaded. The people of the empire can barely remember about it.

One day, the blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds. Holy archangels and black-winged demons stood together, headless hors**en rode on abyssal dragons, and thousands of troops came from a distance.

——They came to meet their emperor.

That day, almost everyone in the city saw the powerful foreign race at the head and the thousands of troops kneeling down on one knee to the liar in the palace, with their right hands clenched into the left side of their chests.

——The world is ignorant, only the emperor shines with the sun and the moon.

——I offer my heart and loyalty to my lord.

The people: ……

No way, is this for real? <<less

“Are you awake? Congratulations on turning into a girl, I won’t let you die so easily.”... more>>

“Someone gave a tip, so you have a minimum of ten updates today. If there’s a typo, add an extra thousand words. If you can’t write, figure it out yourself.”

“I’ve been busy lately, I might come over for dinner tonight. Remember to make enough for two.”

“I bought you two new dresses, wear them well. The weather has been getting colder lately, so don’t catch a cold.”

“I’ll be spending the night here tonight, make sure the bed is warm.”

“…”

— Today’s the pet girl is also fighting against Miss Grim Reaper. <<less

Physically confronting your abusive superior might be cool and satisfying when it happens in a drama, but, as Kazuo Sugishita is learning, it's less cool when you're sitting at home afterwards, terrified to learn how you'll be punished when you return to work the next day. The sentence he faces sounds surprisingly lenient - just a temporary reassignment to the company's entertainment department while things blow over. But he changes his mind when he gets the specifics: Kazuo has been assigned as manager-in-training (read "servant") to Shiro Hoshizono, the "Star Watcher": A pompous, showoff-y, completely insufferable talent with no actual talents except using his sickeningly sweet words and foreign model looks to seduce lonely middle... more>> aged women into paying for the privilege of hearing him speak.

The day after his new assignment, Kazuo and Hoshizono leave for Saitama Prefecture, where Hoshizono has been recruited to become an image character for a campground in the mountains, alongside a group of other colorful characters, including a romance novelist with the looks of Cleopatra but the personality of someone's grandpa and a UFO obsessed conspiracy theorist.

But the morning after their arrival, their host is found strangled to death in his lodge, the road back is buried in an avalanche, and... you can probably see where this is going.

Turns out, despite how he comes across normally, Hoshizono is actually a genius detective!

The novel features a unique chapter naming scheme where each chapter is titled as a three to four sentence summary of its own contents, focused upon what information about the case is discovered and what evidence appears, for ease of reference.

A nominee for the 50th annual Mystery Writers Association of Japan Award, long story category. <<less

Upon awakening from a deep slumber, Monet realized that he had been transported to the world of The Titanic after the ship had sunk as... more>> a passenger. After being rescued, armed with the advantage of foreseeing events over a century ahead, he embarked on creating his own career. <<less

A naturally timid engineering student found himself transported to France before the grand revolution, only to become the older brother of the future Emperor Napoleon... more>> for some inexplicable reason. Now, he faced a crucial decision: would he seize this opportunity to create his own remarkable destiny or merely cling to this lifeline and drift along? <<less

[Office Code of Conduct:... more>>

– Gather 100 points to gain freedom.

– Rights cannot be enjoyed without work.

– Disrespect towards the team leader or the office will result in penalties.]

I’m dying right now. Yet, I can’t rest.

– Seems like it’s dragging on a bit, doesn’t it?

– The author’s trying to wrap it up quickly.

– But we haven’t even gotten all the plot points yet?

– It’s just about to get interesting, so how can they end it? We need 10 more volumes!

– I’m hooked as always. Thank you writer-nim!

The readers don’t understand my situation. For the past 10 years, I’ve been writing like crazy. It’s almost over now. I must escape this hell…

1 point left. <<less

When a living person takes up a position in the nether world, they’re known as “Impermanent”. ... more>>

Lan He managed to squeeze into the entertainment circle, but wavered constantly around the 38th tier because of his lack of background.

At first, knowing that he has to work part-time as an Impermanent and live off of the Nether World, he rejected it, until he realised... Why did working part time in the Nether World help him become famous in the Over World?

Lan He: “It’s me, the darkest rogue in the Nether World, the hottest star in the Over World.” <<less

I was filled with hope.... more>>

Even as the ship was setting sail, I believed I could find my dream.

But the mermaid I had imagined was not there.

There is only a sea of ​​lust opening its mouth towards me.

We were heading into the thick darkness, to become food for death.

***

"Libel. I want to have very slow s*x with you, Libel.
Touching each other thoroughly, focusing only on the place where I’m hard and deeply penetrating.
Like the big waves of the sea... What would it feel like to be inside you all day long, breathing slow breaths with you?"

His large hand stroked down my shoulder to my elbow.
His dark eyes were as calm as hidden reefs in the sea.

"So let's stop looking for mermaids and align yourself with me. Not that ship, this ship."

A low chuckle that made my stomach contract.

I was caught by the cunning man's words and ended up with a gulp. The bellows rang. <<less

Xu Xiuwen, who was battered and bruised, was reborn and found himself back at the farewell dinner after the college entrance examination. It was the... more>> year 2005. Facing the aggressive former love rival and the childhood sweetheart he once had a crush on, he decided to start a new life. After being reborn, he not only wants to recover the white moonlight that he missed in his previous life, but also builds his own business empire. Fame and fortune, career and love, he wants them all! <<less

Reincarnated in a fantasy world. All of the novels worth reading here appear to be SAT English problems. So I began writing my own fantasy novels as a hobby to augment my previous job.... more>>

However, the novel I wrote had an odd ripple effect. That’s fantastic as well. <<less

‘It would be better to be reborn in the world of a novel.’... more>>

Was it wrong to make such a crazy wish when I was exhausted from overwork? I was truly reborn through the fantasy novel , which I had read before. An ordinary lady with a wonderful older sister, a cute younger brother, and a kind childhood friend wants only one thing.

If possible, I just wanted to see my favorite character in real life at least once.

“Marry me, Lady Devlanc.”

A duel between the crazy villain who has tormented the main character for over a thousand episodes. No, I sent a marriage application.

“If you don’t like it, push it away. “It’s okay if you kick me.” “Other than eating, there are other things I want to eat.”

The sight of my favorite character, who has become so infatuated with me, feels so unfamiliar to me.

“Didn’t you say you like me?”

I like him, I really like him, but I didn’t want to meet him like this. The turbulent newlywed life of Lady Freesia, who unexpectedly falls for the world. <<less

After Song Juyao died and emerged from the virtual world, she learned that her entire life had just been a reality show which was led and controlled by others.... more>>

One billion viewers watched this live broadcast, all of them pointing fingers at her and ridiculing her life whilst the director team thought up every possible method to design setbacks for her, pulling her into the mud over and over again.

Then, Song Juyao was reborn. This time, her memory was not suppressed.

This was a crazy world. People were discontent and bored of their lives. They had also lost their enthusiasm for various kinds of entertainment, falling to the point of seeking all sorts of thrills in order to arouse their emotions.

Later, they found a precious treasure. She was perfect. They held her in the palm of their hands and went wild for her. They even regarded her as a God and worshipped her fanatically. <<less

One day, when a novelist woke up from a restless sleep,... more>>

he realized that he had transformed into his 12-year-old self. <<less

It wasn't even malicious criticism.... more>>

I just gave feedback in the tone I was asked to.

So why the hell did I, the writer who just wanted to help a junior, possess this body of the prospective groom… a villain, who died in the hands of the heroine on their wedding night? <<less

A world only I know of, now I will take it all for myself.... more>>

There's no kind soul here willing to share and eat nicely with others.
Only the ruthless one who will devour it all alone exists here. <<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

Although she was an innocent woman who did not know the world, Rowena fell into a love trap and became the mistress of Duke Killian.... more>>

She devoted her body and mind to him for three years, but she was thrown away with repeated contempt and misunderstanding.

One day she secretly gave birth to his child and lived in hiding like a sinner.

After five years, he returned like nothing ever happened.

“Long time no see. Miss Philone.”

“… … Don’t you remember throwing money at me and throwing me away?”

“I threw it away, so I have to pick it up.”

Killian smiled, responding lightly. The cold eyes turned to the door where the child was hiding.

“I didn’t expect that you would be so quick, but in the meantime, it must have been sweet.”

“… … .”

“Choose. Miss Philone.”

A man who lifted my cheeks with a glance of appreciation of the object reported.

“Will you be my mistress again, or will you die with your child on the street?” <<less

I possessed an extra young lady, Adelia Blaise, who did not appear in the original novel.... more>>

The male lead, who was called madman due to his severe insomnia, was destined to be saved by the female lead, the saint.

Since this had nothing to do with me, I was just planning to live by publishing a book.

But, the male lead suddenly appeared before me.

Of all things, holding the book that I had published with him as the subject.

Making all the excuses, I even read the book to prove my innocence.

“Don’t tell me you’re falling asleep… Huh?”

The male lead fell asleep.

* * *

“I’m not the one who saves you, Cain.”

“…That mouth.”

“You’ll meet a woman who’s much more benevolent and kinder than me, and she’ll save you…!”

“Shut up, Lia.”

The corners of his lips, which had been moving leisurely, twisted and rose.

“Okay, then let’s do this. The moment I leave this room, I’ll kill the woman you said is more benevolent and kinder than you.”

“…What, what did you say?”

“Bring as many people as you want.”

“….”

“Because there’s no one like you in this world.”

I was astonished to hear the male lead say that he would kill the heroine of the novel with his own mouth.

“You’ll be the one who will save me, Lia.”

…I think I twisted the original story. <<less

Qiao Wen was accidentally transmigrated into a 1970s Hong Kong style novel and became cannon fodder with the same name who died young.... more>>

The cannon fodder was the villain’s childhood friend in the novel. Due to a lack of funds, he died of a serious illness. His death was also the catalyst for the villain’s descent into madness, leading him down a bloody path of unscrupulous deeds for money, which eventually resulted in his tragic death from a stray bullet.

Qiao Wen, who had just awoken from a coma in a hospital bed, gazed at the dashing villain who was about to cut people with a knife in order to raise enough money to treat the original owner.

—— I believe this individual can still be saved.

While trying to make a fortune and get out of the slums, Qiao Wen stopped the villain from going dark.

It was necessary to establish a factory and engage in commercial activity.

Investing in stocks and real estate speculation are not to be overlooked.

It was also necessary to make movies and earn money in the entertainment industry.

In the meantime, fight evil forces in order to bring justice to the world.

——I am a legend, not a cannon fodder.

Just as everything seemed to be going smoothly, Qiao Wen noticed that the villain’s eyes were becoming increasingly strange, as if they had gone to the darkside.

He comforted the other person by patting them on the shoulder and saying, ”We’ll be good brothers, for a lifetime.”

'En, good brothers under one quilt,' said someone with a grin on his face. <<less

Jianjing was reborn into a parallel world and became a genius novelist.... more>>

Or rather, the soon-to-be deceased young genius novelist...

[System Warning]: You committed su*cide, estimated time of death in 10 minutes.

[Mandatory Mission]: Escape from the enclosed room.

[Reward and Punishment]: Successful escape means the author continues the story, failure means the story is abandoned.

Jianjing: WTF?!

System: This is just the beginning, face the storm ahead!

Jianjing's view of herself: An ordinary bestselling novelist.

Others' view of her: "Novelist Detective", "Honorable Citizen for Bravery and Justice", "Police Consultant", "Surprise Guest for Horror House Shows", "Human Representative Against Unknown Creatures"... <<less

In the novel, apart from a protagonist who occupies all the heavenly fortune, the essential was the powerful tragic villains. They were either amazing or powerful, but due to the crazy obsession with the protagonist, they became paranoid and insane, and finally became the villain that everyone hated.... more>>

The authors abused their bodies and their hearts. There was no place to take root and no place to be buried. In the end, they became bitter in life. They did not see the light of day, they were not loved, and they did not know any sweetness. The world hated them, shunned them, and showed them no kindness.

The readers cried a lot and begged the author to give them a good ending and not abuse them. But the unscrupulous authors said: villains, of course, the more miserable the better, the more bitter the better, the more ruthless the better. It is better to break an arm and a leg.

#The worse the readers cry, the happier I am#

However, perhaps because the readers’ resentment was too great, one day these unscrupulous authors suddenly found themselves bound to a system.

System: Please save them.

Authors: Who?

System: Your villains.

Authors: What?!

System pulled things out of his pocket: Come on, this disfigured villain is yours, this villain with a broken leg is yours, and this crazy villain is being criticized…

Authors knelt down and spat out their old blood: Please let me go! <<less