I Will Never Be Yours

Three months to live. Zero mana. One desperate lie. **That's how I became the most wanted man in Neo-Tokyo.** I told an assassin my body was "overflowing with Yang Energy." She blushed instead of shooting. I told an S-Rank Hunter her sword technique was "stiff because she's sexually repressed." She destroyed a mountain and swore eternal loyalty. I told a Succubus Queen I was "too powerful to be charmed." She became my maid. Now the is forcing me to maintain this ridiculous persona: **EXTERNAL:** "Kneel. You're not worthy of my touch." **INTERNAL:** *Oh god, if she squeezes my hand she'll break my wrist.* Every woman who desires me generates Desire Points. Lose their faith? I die. The Detective thinks I'm a criminal mastermind. The Heiress thinks I'm a caged god. My Disciple thinks my trembling is "restrained divine power." **They're all wrong. I'm just a dying scammer who weaponized charisma.** But here's the twist: The more they believe the lie... the more real it becomes. **[Warning: Contains Comedy, Face-Slapping, Steamy Mana Transfer, and a Protagonist Who Refuses to Break Character Even When Terrified]**

Transmigrated unknowingly, I found myself to be blessed by the goddess of luck, But Too bad. The luck didn’t last long... Shackled to the duties of a hero that is destined to be die in battle and.. Who gets his everything stolen by the ‘protagonist’ of the story… Is this my punishment, for asking the author to.. “ Please pity the Heroes!” As my blood boiled in anger, I decided. No matter the plot, no matter the reason If I live to see the next day, I will give the author such a gruesome death, even The Lord of Hell will shrivel up in fright. But first, I have to kill the Protagonist…

I narrowed my eyes at him and caught glimpse of a guy, standing in a corner and what’s weird is that he wasn’t dancing. He seemed different and odd for all this. He’s looking in my direction, very still and I can see him intermittently. The hat makes it harder to discern. Except for the creepy, fiendish smile, raising the edges of his mouth real slowly. I squinted my eyes at him. He tugged his hat from the right, an expression of a muted Hi! I nodded reflexively and opened my mouth to call Frank, who was busy with stuffing ice cubes in two glasses of beer. “Hey!” I called with my hurting head. “What?” he asked the glasses. “Who’s that? Someone new?” I pointed at him. Frank gave up the stuffing and looked in his direction. “Haven’t seen him before” he said with confusion. . . . Elijah Heath, an eighteen year old teenager was stalked by someone. Read to know who was he? And what made him behave this strangely. Does someone REALLY follows her? Or she's hallucinating like others say? . . . "Is someone there?", I moped around the dim-litted living room. "Guess it's just me. I'm making excuses to cease. No, Elijah! You have to finish this up!". As I ascended three steps, I realized a change in the air pressure around me, an odd creak and a clear presence of heat_ behind me. My breath abated. Just as I plucked the nerve to turn, my ankle was grasped and I slided down as some hand pulled me. My knees rubbed along the hard steps. **Caution**: Contains extremely disturbing content. Read only if you can stand murder and blood descriptions else you might feel nauseous.

His status as a disciple of Helma Tilcott, the only healer in the Lanshire Kingdom possessing the rare healing zhenqi, had brought Marc Belmont no advantage at all. From the start, few believed he could ever become her heir; no matter how diligently he tried to absorb her teachings or practice her skills, everything seemed to vanish from his mind as if it had never been there. Years of effort appeared to have been in vain, and Marc began to question if he was truly meant for this life. One day, a group of messengers arrived from the city of Cammont, their mocking words cutting through the air as they demanded he follow them. “I’m not interested,” Marc replied flatly, his voice devoid of the hesitation it once carried. “Ungrateful! Is this how you treat someone who raised you?” The messengers clenched their fists, anger burning in their eyes as they rushed toward him. Marc's lips curled into a confident smirk. “Those days are long gone. You clearly have no idea who you're dealing with.”

The world we live in is no longer just earth but merged with a game world. I managed to save it from a complete collision and anilation of our world. But, at what price? Now I must seal myself away in the void. Wanna know how it got to this, well, I'll send my diary to you. Read it and you will understand how I became the tool that nearly ruined earth but also saved it. Bye. I'll be going in now.

Neil got transferred in to a survival game on water after dying in a tsunami. Fortunately, he obtained treasure hunter system. Alas ! This treasure hunter system is defective. It only ever thinks about obtaining treasure, and never about leaving back safely. Also ! Why is he getting the strange feeling all the questions posed by treasure hunter system are traps. With his G rank skill and system that keeps throwing him in to impossibly dangerous settings, could he survive ? Adele Young had one goal. Save her younger siblings, and survive. It sounds easy with her SSS class system, and a little raft. But she is a puny level 1 , facing level 100 raid monster. it sounded like an impossible task, till one day, when a stranger fell from sky and rescued her. Could she rescue her little brother and sister with help of this stranger ? Discord : https://discord.gg/mRhYYtHPEy Instagram: miuhozuki I answer questions on Discord, and post character pictures, location profiles and relevant content to story on insta. Currently character pics for both Neil & Adele are posted.

James struggled to sit up, his body throbbing with pain. How much more of this can I take? Everywhere I turn, it’s nothing but mockery and betrayal. For years, I’ve been nothing but a pawn in someone else’s game. His mind drifted to his sister in the hospital, clinging to life because he couldn’t afford better care. Maybe they’re right. Maybe I am worthless.

My life has been thrown into chaos by the catastrophe that had befallen the planet. I'm one of the "chosen ones" who have been granted extraordinary powers by the System and my mission is to fight monsters and complete perilous tasks in order to save humanity! But then, A prophecy confronted me, warning that I would bring about the end of humanity. "What a joke!" I said in disbelief. "I'm not going to let that prophecy dictate my life!" I strived to become the most powerful person and prove that my destiny was in my own hands! I wanted to have whatever my heart desired, from power and fame to wealth and even women. You need to follow my journey and witness how an ordinary person like me can become the strongest person, one who will shape the destiny of the world!

A strange explosion in the middle of a park granted me with a bold new power- THE ABILITY TO SUMMON A MECHA TO FIGHT WITH! But that's not all, because the first time I equipped my mecha I felt a strange connection spring into being and now... the bigger I make my harem, the stronger I make my mecha!

Book 2 of the Dragon Lord Series. (Can be read as standalones, but better yet read the first book so you can have a better understanding of the book’s storyline) Everything was taken away from me, my wife, my son, the few people I care about were all stripped away from my grip. I lost them all. I lost everything, my world was turned upside down. Yet my enemies lived, they doubled and craved nothing more than my downfall, my permanent demise. However, I promise to rise once again and regain my strength, assert my dominion and make them all pay. I will take and have back everything that I have lost. My name is Avon Barksdale. They’re going to come back for me, to usurp my dominance, and to cease the existence of my loved ones. I don’t plan on just giving them a hard time, I intend to give them their hardest time. Because, I’m going to protect what is mine, and mop the ground with those that seek to harm them.