The Last Heir of Merlin

[Volume 3 out now!!!] A world without gods struggles against cunning and dangerous monsters from another realm, teetering on the brink of collapse—until… Silvanus never expected to die at the peak of his glory. He was on stage one second, accepting his third consecutive Best Actor award. The next, he was dead—crushed by a falling glass stage light in a tragically ungraceful demise. But the worst part was yet to come. He didn't indeed die. Instead, he woke up in an entirely different world, one on the verge of being swallowed by darkness due to an overwhelming invasion of monstrous creatures. [Beep—Acting System activated! Greetings, my god. Please create your character and start collecting Acting Points!] Thus, humanity discovered that they now had gods, divine protectors who guided them in their battles against monsters… A god who feared everything yet could foresee the future. A narcissistic deity who commanded water and life itself. A depraved being who, despite his corruption, remained undefeated against even the strongest creatures. No one knew they were all the same person. "Worship me. Believe in me without end. And one day, I shall truly descend upon this world…" ... Silvanus once thought that all he needed to do was seal the endlessly appearing dungeons, but the world was far broader than he had imagined. As secrets gradually came to light, Silvanus’s journey toward becoming a true god grew ever more difficult, entangled with even greater conspiracies. Can Silvanus rediscover himself and complete his own growth in order to repel the darker, more sinister forces that are constantly plotting to invade the worlds under his dominion?

The Good News: I’ve arrived in the world of Pokémon! The Bad News: I am the Pokémon. ꒦ິ^꒦ິ The First Life: I was reincarnated as a lowly Weedle on the outskirts of a vast forest, struggling just to survive in the brutal "Era of Magical Beasts." The Second Life: I was reborn as a Pokémon with legendary popularity and immense potential, only to be chased out of the forest by a swarm of Beedrill—who happened to be my own companions from my previous life. The Third Life: As a Flying-type Pokémon, I managed the unthinkable—falling right off a cliff to my doom. Fourth Life: Became a Water-type Pokémon who couldn't swim and nearly drowned, only to be saved by Misty. Fifth Life: Became Cynthia’s Pokémon, helping my "waifu" seize the Sinnoh Championship. ...As the cycles continued, he lost track of how many lives he had lived. He only knows one thing: at this point, even Arceus has to show him a little respect when they meet. Note: The first chapter will be short, but after Chapter 20, the chapters will be longer.

Choi Jae-jun, a hunter with a fear of battle, absorbs the power of the demons and reaches maximum mana!

Zhou liyue never thought her act of small kindness will turn into her death. On quite rare day when she's awake in morning, actually she didn't sleep whole night busy playing game. She decide to go the nearest convenience store to buy herself instant noddle for breakfast. On the way back she saw a cat stuck on the tree, scared to came down. so, she climb on the tree herself. But didn't expect her action of playing games all night will hit her that moment resulting into a fall and hitting her head on some stone resulting in her death. When she woke up she realise that is in dark, enclosed, small yet warm and comfortable place. It took her quite some time to realise that she had reincarnated as baby in her new mother womb as side character in trashy novel.

In 1945, Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald took over the world. Thirty-five years later, Harry Potter begins his journey. Durmstrang Harry, who is equal to Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and Tom Riddle at various stages of their lives. Very AU. No prophecy. No scar. No one is the BWL and no one will be.

Chi Xiu transmigrated to Douluo Continent and became the young master of the Purple Star Sect. From the age of six, Chi Xiu discovered that every time he woke up, he would randomly be teleported to the side of a female character from Douluo, and based on the strength of the female character's abilities, he would gain different benefits! He started by being teleported to Bibi Dong! He obtained the god-level Martial Soul, the Asura God Sword, and innate full soul power! From then on, Chi Xiu spent every day waking up near the Douluo beauties... oh no, he would become stronger! High-level cultivation techniques, natural treasures, god-level Martial Souls, he had everything! He monopolized Tang San's opportunities, beat up Yu Xiaogang, and with one sword, he knocked out Dai Mubai, giving every Douluo character a warm home!

« MATURE CONTENT » I was supposed to check my stats. Instead, I checked my sins. One scroll through the system notifications and I realized I’d made the dumbest, hottest, most catastrophic mistake in cultivation history: [Heir Conception Confirmed: All three blessed wives have been Impregnanted.] [Gestation: 3 months. Offspring inherit 50% divine bloodline + maternal elemental affinities.] [Legacy Skill Unlocked: Imperial Seed – Children born at Core Formation minimum. Twins/Triplets chance +70%.] Translation? I bred the maid who poisoned me, the archer who swore she’d never kneel, and the ice queen who hadn’t even been kissed… in one night. Now they’re all carrying little demigods—and Heaven just flagged me as Calamity Incarnate. I wanted a quiet moment to breathe. Heaven handed me a countdown. 3… 2… 1… The sky split like a bad promise. Tribulation clouds boiled over the horizon, rings within rings, and every ring had my name carved into it. Lightning didn’t just flash—it wrote scripture across the firmament, every stroke a sentence: Zhao Tianlong, Calamity Incarnate. And behind me, three heartbeats answered in perfect sync. "Husband, stand back; you should save your energy to fight us in bed..." I glanced at the notifications again, just to suffer. [Heaven’s Will: Surveillance Active. Concealment: Impossible.] [Designation: Catastrophe-Grade Variable. Tribulation: Immediate.] [Bonus Condition Detected: Three Heroines Pregnant. Difficulty Multiplier: x10.] [Note: Heaven disapproves of speedrunning destiny via breeding.] "H-husband, why is the sky thundering..." "The clouds seem to be darkening with concentrated Qi." "It's like it is spreading across the land to take you on, Tianlong." I almost laughed. Almost. My naive wives, they can’t see how the clouds look beautiful, like a beautiful woman. "Hah… I make fountains out of heavenly beauties with my thing," I spat, a chuckle forming while getting disgusted, cute, lovely glares from my heavenly wives. "So if even Heaven itself dares to spread her legs at me, all she’ll do is scream louder," I said, lifting my middle finger towards the sky with a grin that almost ruined my hot husband image in front of my wives. "Tch, perverted bastard... I will just fight." "Ahem, yes, standing beside him might corrupt me." "H-husband... I-I will go fight too... you are embarrassing me..." They stepped beside me—left, right, and one half a pace ahead. Unaware that their sway of hips and jiggles of melons were too distracting. "...." I could only look at three of my beauties, thinking how they are different than last night, but again it appears I might have to corrupt them more. "So, shall we begin the journey of Dual Cultivation?" No NTR, No Yuri

Warning! 18+ Explicit content. Dark and Mafia themes. Lyvana Montclair’s wedding to Mark Vaughn was supposed to be a fairytale. Instead, it was a death sentence. On their wedding night, the man she loved showed his true face — and then someone shoots her dead. ​But death didn't stick. ​Lyvana wakes up two years in the past, on the eve of the engagement that ruined her. To claim the inheritance her father left behind, Lyvana’s grandmother demands one unbearable price: marriage to Mark as it was her father’s final wish. But after a series of strange coincidences and near-misses, Lyvana begins to suspect that history may be repeating itself... Someone still wants her dead. Refusing to die again, Lyvana plots her escape and her revenge. Her best friend offers a dangerous solution — one that could ruin everything... or not. The plan is dangerous: find a man so spectacular and so "perfect" that her grandmother will forget Mark ever existed. A man who can win a seat at the Montclair table and dismantle Mark’s influence from the inside. Then enter Julian Blackwood. Dark, enigmatic, and powerful. More powerful than anyone even knows. Julian is the last man who should ever notice someone like Lyvana. Their arrangement was supposed to be a temporary business deal. But Julian doesn't play by anyone's rules. As he begins to hunt the one trying to kill her, Lyvana realizes that while she hired him to be a shield, Julian is playing for keeps. ​The deal was temporary... His obsession is not...