My life as a reborn monster - Chapter 125 - Heading Home (8)

In a world where villains are crafted, not born, Vyan's life takes a detour from dull to downright dramatic faster than he can say “abracadabra.”Meet Vyan, the most ordinary knight in the realm, with all the magical prowess of a damp sock. Loyalty? He's got it in spades. Betrayal? Well, that's the surprise twist in his not-so-fairy-tale life.Framed and forsaken, Vyan is left with nothing but a grudge and some pretty gnarly scars, courtesy of his once-master, Iyana. Oh, did he mention she is the daughter of a marquess and the object of his unrequited affection? Talk about adding insult to injury.Just when he is ready to unleash his inner berserker, a butler comes along with news that makes his hair stand on end: Vyan is the last heir of the Grand Duke's mage dynasty!With power crackling at his fingertips and more mana than he can shake a wand at, Vyan is ready to show the world what happens when you underestimate the underdog. Will Vyan rise from the ashes like a phoenix, or will he crash and burn like a fire-breathing chicken? There's only one way to find out.

“You Scammer! Return me my 10,000-year-old Mystic Jade Staff!”“You lost it fair and square in the gamble, Grand Elder. I can’t help it if your so-called Profound Scrying Eyes couldn’t see through my cups.”“What cups!? Those were the Divine Temple Bells of the Mahayana Temple!”“And?”“Even the Immortal Monarch himself can’t see through them, you thief!”***“What do you mean you won’t reimburse me for the Flying Sword Insurance I took?”“The terms and conditions clearly state that there will be no reimbursement within the first year of taking out the policy.”“You never said that!”“And you never read the fine print in the contract, Patriarch.”“The fine print that was written with illusory ink!? You bastard!”***“How did my small loan of 1,000 Immortal Stones turn into a debt of 100,000 Immortal Stones? You loan shark!”“That’s just the power of compounding, my friend.”“You call that compounding? I took the loan last week, you scammer! And I’m not your friend, I’m the goddamn Emperor!”***“How are you not dead? I saw your corpse with my own eyes!”“My death was greatly exaggerated, Senior Sister.”“You didn’t even have a head!”“Like I said, exaggerated.”***In the vast world of cultivation, where honor and integrity reign supreme, one man dares to defy the heavens—not with sword or spell, but with deception and trickery.Once a lowly street urchin, Han Yu quickly realized that cultivation required three things: talent, resources, and powerful backers. He had none of those. What he did have, however, was a sharp tongue, quick hands, and a complete lack of shame.From gambling dens to immortal auctions, from conning sect elders to running an interdimensional insurance scam, Han Yu’s reputation spreads across the cultivation world like an unstoppable plague.No treasure is too sacred, no contract too ironclad, and no oath too unbreakable for him to twist to his advantage. Even the mighty Immortal Clans dare not underestimate him—after all, the last sect that tried ended up legally belonging to him.With a growing list of enemies, a debt larger than some celestial empires, and a skillset that consists entirely of loopholes, misdirection, and sheer audacity, Han Yu’s journey to the peak of immortality is anything but conventional.Will he be hunted down by every major power in the realm? Will he accidentally scam his way into becoming an Immortal Emperor? Or will he outwit even fate itself and make the heavens owe him a favor?One thing is certain—when Han Yu is involved, nothing is ever fair, but the house always wins.-------P.S: This book is set in the universe of Walker of the Words and is in the same time period.Tags: #Comedy#weak to strong#Scamming#Beast companions#Monster Master#World Exploration#Faceslapping#Overpowered Cheats#Pretending to be weak

[Warning: Mature Content and a ruthless, villainous, badass mc!]Kael Draven was once the feared leader of an underground mafia empire. A shadow ruler who pulled the strings behind the scenes.But power comes at a price. Kael learned that the hard way when a bullet pierced his ear, and his trusted ally betrayed him, bringing his life to an end.Bang!As his empire crumbled and his body hit the cold floor, all he could think was, ‘What a pathetic way to go.’Instead of hell, Kael woke up in a far more dangerous world, with a body stronger than ever—youthful, shredded, with muscles for days and an ego that could crush mountains.His title? Master of the Crimson Maw.He now led a bandit group that had angered a mysterious force and been wiped out—except for one survivor: a strong, silent gladiatrix who wanted nothing to do with him.To make things even more interesting, his body bore a glowing tattoo that whispered in his mind: “Bond. Through body. Through soul.”But Kael wasn’t one to back down. He didn’t like losing.So what if his base was a dilapidated shack? So what if his army was just one extremely voluptuous warrior?Kael wasn’t here to play small. He was going to turn this ragtag bandit group into a force feared by all, with a harem of deadly beauties who would bow to no one but him!Welcome to the Crimson Maw. Where the training is brutal, the beauties are overpowered, and the only thing more dangerous than an enemy is the bandit king himself.Let the grind begin!

A kind girl falls in love with a vicious killer. Unhinged Yuri story set in Seoul.------“Like a prey waiting with a trap, I missed my predator.I missed her touch in the places I’ve never been touched.I wanted to hear her sing the songs that I’ve never heard.”------As the blood dripped off the knife she held firmly in her pale hand, I saw my reflection in the cold blade that had just taken the life of a man.I dreamed of magical moments like this every day.Something - someone to come and free me from the suffocating monotony of normalcy.She stormed into my life brandishing death, and in the moment of madness, my heart fluttered.Then she came to my place, uninvited. I treated her wounds and fed her. She slept on my couch like a cat. We started our lives together. Death bound us like the knot of tie I fixed for her as she left for work - to kill, kill, and to kill again.I spent countless nights sitting in darkness, on my couch hugging my knees, gripped with worry and excitement. I prayed for her safe return home, but I did not pray for the souls she’d be sending to hell.But she always returned, like a stray cat coming for food in the back alley behind a restaurant. I was the cook who put out the food for her, stroked her, and gave her shelter.A stray cat. A great feline predator. She was mine and mine alone.Together we laughed, alone I cried.Together we laughed, alone I cried.But I think we also loved.I think.------This is a dark and twisted psychological slice-of-life romantic comedy with a sprinkle of inspiration from the noir genre. If that doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t.