My Mate Has A Second Luna

How would you feel if you were thrown into fantasy world that people called with The Numerion Kingdom? That's what happen to Olliver Pierre, he woke up in the body of another person named Timothee Bailey who turned out to be a noble child. But, unfortunately Timothee's body is very weak even though he is descendant of noble family. Because of that, Timothee lived exiled from the Bailey Family. Not to mention when he opened his eyes, Olliver found out that he woked up with a System that named itself With System 666. The System told him to carry out the mission it will give every single day. And the System give Olliver the final quest to kill The Demon Lord who lead the Demon Empire invade the Numerion Kingdom. Olliver through Timothee's body together with System 666 will grow stronger until they can defeat the Demon King who came to invade the Numerion Kingdom.

Jaai was a deadbeat son-in-law who was considered a stain to the honor of the Hullervard family.... ..... Imagine you've been slaving away all your life to please your wife... Suddenly found her cheating on you. Due to the suddenness of the event and some unforseen circumstances, you lost your balance on the top of a staircase and fell to your death... death? A powerful system saves you and gives you another shot at life... First thing, you left the hospital and went running to your mother-in-law's house to report the infidelity. But boom... you were said to have lost your memory... that the impact of the fall must have made you lose your memory... How will you take your revenge? Fight with all your might to prove that you've not lost your memory? Or Accept their claim and pretend to have lost your memory? With a system on your side, how hard can it be to use pretense as a tool of revenge, as you JOB your way to UPPER ECHELON...?

In a world overrun by savage beasts and ruled by elemental powers, strength is everything—and Kieran Vale had none. Labeled a failure with near-zero elemental talent, Kieran was a joke at No. 1 Middle School. While his classmates awakened extraordinary abilities, he couldn't even sense the fire flickering in the air. His crippled father was humiliated by the powerful Ashcroft family. His mother worked herself to exhaustion. And Kieran? He was just... ordinary. Until he wasn't. One ordinary afternoon, Kieran's soul was thrust back in time—one week before his death. But this time, he didn't return alone. [Ding! SSS-Rank Devourer System Activated] [Ability Unlocked: Devouring Transformation—Consume any energy and make it your own]

Transmigrating into my own novel should have been a dream, but instead, it’s a death sentence. I woke up in the body of Liam, the Ninth Prince of the Vermilion Empire—a pathetic cannon fodder character I created just to be executed by the Emperor to satisfy the main protagonist's growth. According to the plot I wrote, my head is scheduled to roll soon. However, the world doesn't know that I hold the blueprints to its existence. With my hidden knowledge of every secret plot and a mysterious Summoning System that has manifested within me, I will rewrite my fate. I am no longer a stepping stone. To survive and reach the peak of this world, I’ll have to become the very nightmare I once authored.

"Kill it! It's a defect! A stain like that has no right to exist in our city!" I looked at the small, pathetic puddle of black ink at my feet. The High Inquisitor’s laughter echoed through the hall, followed by the mocking sneers of the elite. My family’s last hope was crushed. My rank was zero. My future was a death sentence. But as the guard’s boot came down to crush my "beast," the world went cold. "Don't," I whispered. It was too late. The shadow didn't die. It opened its mouth. One gulp. That was all it took for a Rank-B knight to vanish into the darkness. In a world where Beast Tamers are kings and ranks are law, I was born a zero. They called my summon a "Formless Blob." They sentenced us to death before we could even breathe. Little did they know, my beast isn't from this world. It doesn't have a rank because the system can't measure the Abyss. It doesn't have a limit because it grows by eating everything they hold dear. Ranks? Social status? Respect? My shadow is hungry. And today, the elites are on the menu.

"A delivery boy like you is only fit to lick the dust off my shoes!" Arlo was humiliated, beaten, and dumped in the mud by his girlfriend and her new billionaire lover. He was a nobody, a 'trash' in the eyes of the elite. But then, the Infinite Cashback System awakened. [Ding! You spent $1.00. Cashback triggered: $10,000 credited to your account!] [Ding! You spent $1 Million. Cashback triggered: $10 Billion credited to your account!] Suddenly, Arlo has more money than he can spend. That luxury dealership that mocked him? He bought the whole franchise and turned it into a parking lot for his delivery bike. The corporation that looked down on him? He acquired it just to fire his enemies. From the gutters of the city to the throne of the world, Arlo is no longer a victim. He is the God of Wealth, and he’s coming to collect every debt—with interest.

She slipped off the engagement ring, her voice cold. “You’ll never be the man I need,” she said, walking out and leaving me broken. Years later, as I stood successful and untouchable, she begged for my help. My heart ached, but I turned away. “You made your choice,” I whispered.

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]**

Humiliated by his cheating girlfriend and beaten like a nobody, he thinks he has hit rock bottom, until one phone call reveals the truth about his birth. Overnight, the broke waiter becomes the hidden heir to an empire powerful enough to make an entire city bow.

Caught up in a sinister plot against his family, Dean Bradson watched his mother be killed before his very eyes. Bloodied and left for dead, he was found and rescued by a young Mia Hamilton. It's been 15 years since that fateful day and Dean has returned to his old hometown with only three things in mind. The first was to find Mia Hamilton and repay her for her good deeds, the 2nd was to find the reason for his mothers death and punish those responsible, and the final reason was to fulfil the promise he made to a father he never knew. Dean was determined to make sure no one would stop him from achieving his goals