reincarnated as a slime light

Marvin Simpson will be 25 next month. He is shy about ladies but not Cassie, the cleaner. Unknown to Marvin, Cassie was an assassin sent to kill him by the Contractor. Cassie has a four-month contract to kill Marvin while Marvin has Six months to get a wife or lose his company.

Robert Adams, a 25-year-old divorced man with a four-year-old daughter, will have to work in Chicago with his technological advance system in order to create the largest American technology company with which to give his daughter a decent life. However, his path will not be easy since many of his inventions will touch the markets established by the huge transnational companies in the country, so it will be a fight between the old and the technological advance brought by Robert.

Jordan Callahan has always been a billionaire, a formidable force, but his paradise he forsook to live with Isabella Caden, his wife, and the love of his life. For three years, he lived with her as a live-in son-in-law, being a source of her breakthrough and upliftment in the shadows, but at the peak of her breakthrough, a divorce occurs; Jordan is cast out. But Isabella doesn't know what she has done and now she has to bear the consequences. What does life have for Jordan Callahan and Isabella Caden?

Once a powerful Mage in the world of Aqealer... but because of his own obsession's on traversing through world to world. He ended up being dead in his attempt but somehow was reincarnated as a ring in another world. Which make him happy but without his original body? Would he become weak or as powerful as before.

World-renowned scientist and two-time Nobel prize winner Elric Mageia, due to an unexpected lab accident was suddenly transported to a western fantasy world. With only an accidentally soul-bound A.I chip, see how he uses his past life knowledge to conquer his new home.

It's been around 4 centuries since Gimmindiot struck it rich… You'll ask how? That's quite simple. At that time, Gimmin Diot, the founder of the company, was a noble. Not a rich one, but not a poor one too. He was just… ordinary. His daughter was a mage, studying alchemy, while he had his eldest son being a genius in magic, studying in a school in a faraway country, and his youngest son being a little vigorous guy, who'll surely become a great fighter. His wife was beautiful and gentle. The peasants in his territory were cultivating potatoes. Everything seemed to go well. And it WAS going well. Until something happened. It wasn't a long tragedy. It wasn't short too. It was just… ordinary. [...] - Arc 1. This novel revolves around constant change. Each narrative arc is in a different world, written differently, with different characters, at different times and places. The content of the first few chapters of each narrative arc is determined using the keywords given by the audience.

Bruce Ace stood on the altar, awaiting the arrival of his bride. News reached him that his bride had gone shopping with a billionaire's son and had ditched him. He got insulted and fired by his boss on the same day. His fate change and he married another lady only to become rejected by her family. Bruce Ace took a walk to the bar to free himself of all his worries. There, a man found him. "Bruce Ace, your networth is over 700billion USD. Do you know this?" These were the man's words.

“Sarah!” Robin’s voice cracked, raw with betrayal. “After everything I did for you? The bone marrow donation—” Sarah rolled her eyes dramatically, her laughter sharp and dismissive. “Oh, please. Did you really think I cared about you? You were just… convenient.” Marcus moved to stand beside her, draping an arm around her shoulders. “Tell him about the face you made when he thought you actually liked him back. That story kills at parties.” The laughter between them burned through Robin’s veins. Every memory of their time together—every smile, every touch, every whispered promise—twisted into something ugly and false. “You used me…” Robin whispered, the truth finally sinking in. Sarah tilted her head, her expression cold and mocking. “Obviously. Let me spell it out for you, since you’re too dense to get it.” She stepped closer, her voice dripping with contempt. "I only kept you around because your bone marrow matched mine. Now that I'm cured, you're about as useful as yesterday's garbage. But look on the bright side – at least some part of you turned out to be useful. More than we can say for the rest!" After donating his bone marrow to save Sarah's life, Robin discovers their relationship was nothing but a cruel joke. Beaten and left for dead in a kennel of vicious guard dogs, his mysterious family ring suddenly activates, revealing his true heritage as heir to America's most powerful shadow organization! With supernatural abilities and unimaginable wealth as Eagle Industries' new CEO, Robin would show them what happens when you mistake kindness for weakness. After all, when you've been treated like a dog, sometimes you have to bare your fangs to survive!

Ghwyr Lightfoot is a halfling who dreamt of becoming a renowned hero. He left his job as a townsguard and went to the capital to chase his dream. Unfortunately, it wasn't as easy as he thought. But Lady Luck didn't shun him just yet! After a fateful encounter with the Iron Bears, his fate slowly changed. He gets warped into a world of adventure, mystery, and monster-hunting he once craved. Will he fulfill his wish? Will his name be immortalized in the hearts of the people? Let's see what destiny has in store for him!

"These are pretty minuscule spies, my lord," The leader said into his comms. They chattered among themselves. We had our hands up when they surrounded us. My throat clogged and I was running out of oxygen. I could barely think or breath. Mister Wigglesworth was talking briskly with bulging eyes to the colossal men and a rifle was lodged in his throat, he seemed frail and agitated. "Mort!" He threw the parcel into his hands. Mort winced when he failed to catch it. The box malfunctioned and I screamed at the blast and fell back into the shelter of more craters. I gasped. "What do I do with this?" His hand fidgeted on the and he dived behind a crate beside me while lasers flew. He panted and glanced at me holding on to the parcel. There was a skirmish going on. "I think I got hit." .... Remember when homicidal aliens were attacking us? This was now, yeah, it was kind of my fault. We were crouching like a couple of cowardly war veterans on a battlefield and Mister Wigglesworth! Of all people was out there holding them off. Mort held on to the prism parcel. My eyes were pale. I got hit by the parcel. I held on to my stomach. "Are you okay? Can you sit up straight?" He said. "No, it hurts," I did not feel like myself at all. I was not even in the mood to make snappy comebacks, I kept seeing double and all these color spectrums like I stared at the sun for too long. I was phasing in and out of consciousness. I thought I saw planets dying. I ducked over the end and focused on breath. [ System Activated ]