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Cody Wolfe survived the apocalypse, but must struggle hard to stay alive. He spends his days running from zombies and scavenging for food. Then, in a life-or-death situation, his destiny took an unexpected turn. He got a system to control those walking corpses. With each level up, he gained a new skill, ranging from enhancing the zombies’ speed to granting them earth-shattering abilities. Would he use that power only for survival? Or could he utilize it for more?

Jade the Conqueror . . . After witnessing the death of his parents, Filled with rage and chaos in his heart, Jade has vowed to exact his revenge on the Shirlian Empire. With his powers compared to that of a god shall he cause the world to tremble He shall be the Conqueror, the Controller of Worlds and the most feared Warrior that has ever liveth. With his Left Eye shall he rule over all, His Love of Chaos and Destruction. For he is a seed of Divinity A Seed that will bring an end to the Cosmic Beings known as the gods, The Ruler of both Lights and Darkness. He is the Warrior of the Prophecy! He is Jade: The Conqueror

"Step away. She's mine." Eric’s voice was calm but firm, his smirk barely concealed. The man in front of him scoffed. "And what about her?" He pointed at another woman. Eric chuckled, unfazed. "Also mine." The man’s face twisted in disbelief. "And… her too?" Eric nodded casually. "What can I say? A king doesn’t turn away his queens." Frustrated, the other man threw his hands in the air. "How many women do you even need?!" Eric grinned, tilting his head slightly. "As long as beauty exists, they will always belong to me." --- Life had always been cruel. Fired from his job over a ridiculous reason. Dumped by his girlfriend for being broke. Just when he thought things couldn’t get worse, a drunk driver sent him flying. Most would call it the end. For Eric Carter, it was just the beginning. [Ding! Activation requirements met. System initializing…] [Welcome to the Royal Harem System—Dedicated to building the greatest harem in history.] A slow, confident smirk stretched across Eric’s lips as he cracked his knuckles. "From today onward, I, Eric Carter, will be the undisputed Harem King." He straightened his posture, radiating newfound confidence. "Excuse me, miss. You're breathtaking. Would you do me the honor of becoming my wife?"

Died as a virgin. Reincarnated with a big rod. ________________________ Ding! [You have acquired the bad luck system. The God of death sympathized with you for dying pathetically. You have been gifted with a divine rod. Your meat rod is the tool you would use to rise to the top. Grow faster and stronger to conquer all the beauties and face the tribulations of the world] _________________________ "Eh. Where am I? What! A bad luck system!" Trying to comprehend what had just occurred as strange characters appeared in his view. Vincent tried to talk and move his body but he realized that he was in the body of a baby. ________________________ Vincent Oswald, a popular hentai writer, and tentacles creator died in a tragic accident and reincarnated into another world. A dog-eat-dog world, a world of cruelness, a world where you could have your head rolling for a plate of meat soup. _________________________ Let's see how Vincent survives in this cruel world and strives for the top, as a boy that was born with a silver spoon. ======================== Elves+Demons+Vampires+Yandere+Op Characters and so many fantasizing things. ======================== Note: No NTR towards Mc.

Ulmer was head over heels for Brianna, but he didn't know she had a very dark fate planned for him. How does he escape from her clutches and rise far and high above anything she had dreamed to be? Witness the life of a fiddling young man become a godlike being whose name echoes all over earth and in heaven alike!

I want to create a kingdom where life is as convenient as I wish it to be. A comfortable world where everyone can laugh and enjoy their lives as much as possible. That's what I truly and honestly want. Ideals without strength are nonsense, and strength without ideals is empty, right? I'm a greedy guy, but I don't have an interest in seeking strength just for the sake of power, without the ambition to do something with it. But... "What are you saying? I'm the mastermind of the war between Dragons and Humans?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..." "What are you saying? I am the mastermind of the Demon Race invading the central continent?" "Yes, Your Majesty. At that time..."

Santiago must accept the injustice caused by his college friends. He was sentenced to life in prison. One day he was visited by a lawyer and promised him to be released. But he must be willing to cooperate to get revenge on the most influential person in his city.

In a quest for vengeance, Raymond joined the mafia. At the lowest point of his life, he met Dera. A few years later, he's left with two options; leaving the mafia to focus on his family or staying as an associate - killing for the sake of allegiance. Meanwhile, his departure from the mafia had a reward - death. Will respond choose Dera over the syndicate? What if he did, how would he escape the death penalty? Find out.

After Ivy's mysterious death, her family and the Police enter into a frantic race to find the killer. The search however uncovers a lot of mysteries and a lot of people risk losing their lives. What began as a mere search for the truth and justice now breeds hate and bloody hands. And Ivy's blood seemingly speaks for her and all those that are oppressed.

"We'd like you to come with us to the station immediately," Vanessa's heart began to beat faster, "I don't understand," she said, "What for?" "Mrs Spencer, you're wanted as a prime suspect in the murder of your husband, Mr Christopher Wesley. You need to come with us to the station for questioning. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you do or say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided for you. I suggest you don't try to resist. Do you understand the rights I have just read to you?" Vanessa's jaw dropped. Christopher was dead! It was impossible to believe. She'd just spoken to him that afternoon. It had to be a mistake. She nodded, "I…. I…. I need to call my lawyer," she said, when she finally found her tongue," "Ma'am, you can do that at the station. Turn around, please," —----------- Politician and governorship candidate, Christopher Wesley is dead; shot in the head right in his own house. The killer is unknown, but the police have a suspect —his estranged wife, Vanessa Spencer Detective Alaric Harper and his partner are placed in charge of this case and at first Alaric is certain that Vanessa had killed her husband. Her motive? He's not sure of. When Vanessa begins to get calls from an unknown person wanting money he claims Christopher had stolen, Alaric has no choice but to accept that their killer is yet to be found. He is determined to get to the bottom of this case and he's sure that he will, but one thing he never expected — falling for Vanessa.