Manipulative

"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?"

Vanillope was accused of killing her own mother and was sent to juvenile, inside she was tortured, starved and beaten but those pain was nothing compared to what awaits on her, she was sent on a battle ring in fight with the other prisoner that has only one objectives: to kill or to be killed. But little did she knew it was just the start, the start of the concept of killing each other. After winning she was sent to a more horrible place where a systematic maze game were happening, where you can't do anything but survive in order to achieve what you want. But for her, she will do anything to achieve what she want which is revenge. A little tip, if you want to survive on a maze, one thing you better do; unleash that devil inside you.

What do you think when you get reincarnated in novel or game that you love?. It's a frequently asked question to people in my world. Life there may be beautiful like fairy tales. Live as a hero and save the world. Isn't that amazing. many say that living in the stories we love is better than living in the real world. It's a wonderfull place to run from reality itself. It must be thrilling isn't it. Or maybe you will get exited, maybe disappointing. Who knows. Ivo Graham wakes up in the world of 'Destiny' he has been playing for 10 years. In a world ruled by the strongest, a world full of unknown undercurrents. Regressors who want to save the world, transmigrators who want to return to their home, and reincarnators who compete to be the best in this world. Stuck between all of them. Ivo Graham set a resolution in his heart. In a new world, beyond what known and unknown. I Will survive according to my will.

Cologne is a young detective who is forced to be contacted by a demon. A traumatic event that befell him, makes humans chaotic. But in the midst of his despair, there he met a demon. Thanks to the demon, Cologne slowly managed to heal the inner wounds he suffered.

There is one thing I have always been sure of. "If you make the wrong choice, then your life will be filled with dark clouds." Slandered, bullied, betrayed, threatened, is the hell that I always feel because I made the wrong choice. Words are "killing machines," and many people don't know that. "One word can destroy someone's life and one word can change someone." I even thought that sleeping is torture and waking up is the worst. In the past, I lost my temper and planned to kill myself. I like walking in an endless tunnel with emptiness and emptiness filling my heart. This is my broken story.

Damian Armand found out that his company had a problem. The company's funds out of the treasury are very large, but he does not know for what purposes? The man suspected that someone was cheating on him. Therefore, the man nicknamed the king of business descended into the middle of nowhere to become a spy for his company. In his disguise, he meets a unique girl. Will the man be able to find the mastermind of all the problems of the company? Damian Arnold.

A few months before Emily turns 18, her father dies. She goes to Baguio to live with her mother, her stepfather Miguel, and her half-brother Migo. Emily misses her father terribly that she finds it hard to fit into her new home, despite her mother's sympathetic efforts and her half-brother's irresistible cuteness. Good thing, Emily seems to be friendly enough to have made new pals, like Denver, who, it turns out, sees her as more than a friend. Then Emily meets a mysterious young man who suddenly appears and disappears; and he's always dressed in black leather jacket and denim pants whom she gets to know as Lance Monroe. Emily is smitten by Lance's romantic gestures and protective ways. He teaches her to play the piano, and brings her roses, and he even rescues her from bad guys, and helps her overcome her fears. She feels she has found in Lance her knight in shining armor who will rescue her from her incurable loneliness and deathly sadness. But Emily's family and friends are alarmed that she has become secluded and deluded in her own imaginary world. In the end, she has to decide what matters most to her and where her heart truly is.

"The strength of one man is limited, but the strength of an army is endless." Mo Shen spoke from his throne while billions of soldiers were kneeling in front of him, ready to destroy their foes. "Stop pretending to be a god." A woman wearing a full set of golden armor raised her voice. Mo Shen shook his head and simply smiled. "Pretend to be a god? I'm the smartest and most powerful being in the universe. I never pretended to be a god. All this time, I was pretending to be human. " His eyes illuminated the whole battlefield, and the horns of war signaled the beginning of the end. This is not the story of a hero. This is the story of a true conqueror, a true god.

"Name's Andrew Lapis, bud. Just your run-of-the-mill guy coasting through a mundane existence. My family? As average as they come, all huddled under the drab roof of a cookie-cutter house. University? Yep, I'm there too, pulling down grades that'd make any 'ordinary' student proud. Except for Logic Reasoning. Turns out, I've got a knack for that—extraordinarily good, if you ask me. My nightly routine? Well, it's a real nail-biter. Me and my buddy, we hit up the same old coffee shop, play the same old card games. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm no slouch when it comes to those cards. You could say I've got some pretty extraordinary skills up my sleeve. But here's the kicker—life was as dull as dishwater, or at least it used to be. That was until I stumbled upon certain people that turned my world from yawn-inducing ordinary to a whirlwind of the extraordinary. My reality? It flipped like a pancake on a hot griddle. Gone were the days of ordinary, replaced by a high-stakes world of dirty dealings and opulent casinos. So yeah, you could say my life went from poker nights to playing dirty, but in the swankiest casinos you ever did see."

Enzo dressed as a waiter got into the private party that El Macho was rumored to be in. Enzo noticed that the place was heavily guarded with at least 3 guards at each corner wielding assault rifles. "No kidding, this place is a fortress." Marco communicated with Enzo through a wireless earphones. "Is not too late to back out." Marco added. "Oh brother. We have been through worst, we will pull this off, and we will go celebrate at that coffee shop. Eh what do you say?" Enzo responded. "Alright. It's game time." Marco made his move.