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The Democratic Ones

[SCENE START] "Get the fuck out of here, you broke-ass, miserable Mandorian piece of shit!" the wealthy DI'an resident sneered, aggressively adjusting the cuffs of his ridiculously expensive suit. "Get the fuck out of our country, you bottom-feeding peasants!" The man in the poorly dressed uniform stood his ground, glaring right back with pure defiance. "I am not poor, and I am not going anywhere! I'm a legal resident of this shithole just like you, so take your elite corporate entitlement and shove it straight up your tight fucking ass!" "Oh? You wanna play hardball?" the DI'an resident laughed, a dark, cartoonishly evil grin spreading across his face. "Let me show you what a real corporate beatdown looks like, you pathetic broke fuck!" "And... CUT! Cut!" a director yelled from the background. "Beautiful! That was absolutely perfect. Exactly the scene I wanted!" [SCENE END] I instantly dropped my evil smirk, let out a heavy sigh of exhaustion, and looked right at the screen. Yeah, aren't you? I am talking to you. Mr. Reader, or Mrs., or... whatever it is. Just—look, Reader. Listen up. Let me properly introduce myself. I am the actual Narrator of the story you are about to read. Yeah, I just took a minor acting role in this cheap propaganda ad because I needed to scrape together some extra revenue on the side. The economy is absolute shit right now. Now, you are probably staring at your screen, looking at our tags, and thinking, 'Oh boy, they placed this story into the Fantasy category! Is it a standard fantasy story?' Let me stop you right fucking there. No. There won't be any majestic dragons, no pointy-eared elves, no generic magic systems, and definitely no standard-issue Demon Lord waiting at the end to get punched in the face. So why the hell did we choose the 'Fantasy' tag then? Well, let me explain the logic. The events in this story are entirely disconnected from real life, taking place in a completely different world with its own strange rules, massive scale, and alternate dimensions. We couldn't exactly throw this into 'Realistic Fiction' or 'Urban.' But honestly? The platform simply didn't have a better box for us to check. If I had the power to accurately name the actual genre of this novel, it would be a Pseudo-Corporate, Geopolitical Comedy. I know. It sounds ridiculously long, incredibly stupid, and a bit ridiculous. But it is whatever the fuck it is. We didn't have any other options. So, look. This story might not be exactly what you were expecting when you clicked that tag. You have a choice right now: you can either jump into Chapter 1, or you can get the hell out based entirely on what I am telling you right now. And yeah, yeah, I know it has literally been six months since we launched and we are just now updating our old, horribly vague synopsis. I have been busting my ass writing the main chapters, okay? I know this story is vastly different from the usual fantasy novels you see in this category. Some people might not click with it, and that is completely fine. But it's up to you. You can give it a try, or don't— AHEM. A loud, highly pointed, aggressively fake cough echoed from off-stage. I rolled my eyes, glaring at the Author. Alright, alright, I get it! The synopsis ends here. I am going to write the new chapter now before this guy fires me. Byeeeeee.
Antox_desk · 134.7k Views

I became the villainess and married the cold duke

“My patience is a very expensive commodity, little bird, and you are currently burning through the budget.” The deep, layered baritone vibrated right through the stone floorboards, carrying a low, demonic rumble that turned the air to pure ice. Draven leaned back against the royal headboard, his bare torso glistening with sweat, while pitch-black obsidian scales lazily receded down his muscular arms. His dual-colored eyes—one a predatory, glowing crimson, the other a fractured, stormy silver—tracked my trembling form with absolute, dangerous boredom. "I... I was just looking at the window," I stammered, clutching the bedsheets to my chest. Draven let out a soft, insufferable sigh, a dangerous smirk playing at the edge of his lips as a giant, dark-feathered raven materialized out of the shadows and settled heavily onto his scaled shoulder. "Then look somewhere else before I decide your neck looks better in a noose. Go to sleep, Seraphina. Or don't. Personally, I find the prospect of your execution rather entertaining." --- ### **** **"So naive, Melanie. So stupid."** Those were the last words I heard before a bullet ended my life. Betrayed by my best friend and murdered by the man she loved, I thought the darkness of death was final. Instead, I woke up inside a web novel. Not as the beloved heroine. Not even as a lucky side character. I opened my eyes as **Seraphina Helene Valemont**—the spoiled, doomed villainess destined to be brutally executed for treason by her own husband, the notoriously cold and terrifying Duke Draven Everfrost. Armed with complete knowledge of the original plot, my survival strategy was simple: 1. Avoid making fatal mistakes. 2. Avoid the high-society enemies. 3. Above all else, **AVOID THE DUKE.** Except, the story refuses to follow the script. The monstrous Duke who was supposed to despise me is suddenly dragging me out of blood wars, tossing me swords to fight my own battles, and lazily controlling my limbs with dark magic just to mock my executioners. The events I memorized by heart are fracturing. Deeply buried political secrets are clawing their way to the surface, and the future I relied on changes with every passing sunrise. As deadly conspiracies threaten the empire and old legends refuse to stay buried, I am caught between a fate I desperately need to escape… and a demon masquerading as a man whom I was never supposed to trust. But the deeper I dig into the dark history of the North, the more terrifying one question becomes: *What if the most dangerous thing in this story was never the villainess?* Because some monsters are not born. Some monsters choose to chain themselves. And some names should have remained forgotten. **[MISSION UPDATE: SURVIVE.]** **[WARNING: ORIGINAL STORYLINE HAS DEVIATED.]** **[WARNING: UNKNOWN ENTITY DETECTED.]** **[CURRENT RISK LEVEL: CRITICAL.]** --- **~Author's Note:~** *First time writing a long, serialized story! Thank you so much for your patience, support, and love while I learn, improve, and build this world!* **THE READER'S PACT ** * **35 FREE CHAPTERS.** 0 excuses. Jump straight into the chaos! * **Kindly add this book to your Library** and Draven will personally protect you from Stephen's schemes. * Refuse... and Malaki wins. The choice is yours. ** THE VOTE REWARDS ** * **Power Stones** = Extra bonus chapters unlocked! * **Golden Tickets** = Mass chapter drops to satisfy your binge-reading! This is my official **WSA 2026** entry. Vote for the Everfrosts today... or watch Stephen try his luck again. **[Daily Chapter Releases — Never Miss a Beat]** **Connect with the Lore:** Instagram: **@merah_writes** TikTok: **@merah_writes**
Me_rah · 79.7k Views

Extra's Sign In System: The Hero's an Idiot!

Mass Release Bribes & Goals: If you want to see Draven ruthlessly dismantle his enemies faster, fuel the System with your support! Power Stones (Weekly Goals): 200 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapter 500 Power Stones = 2 Bonus Chapters 1000 Power Stones = 4 Bonus Chapters Golden Tickets (Monthly Goals): Top 200 in Golden Tickets = 3 Chapter Mass Release Top 100 in Golden Tickets = 5 Chapter Mass Release Gifts (Instant Rewards): 1 Magic Castle = 2 Bonus Chapters 1 Spacecraft = 5 Chapter Mass Release Drop your Power Stones, leave a review, and let us show the naive heroes how it is really done. *** I died on the battlefield with a bullet in my lungs, only to wake up strapped to a freezing metal table with a fanatic priest aiming a rusted scalpel squarely at my manhood. Apparently, I had transmigrated into the world of "Hunter Odyssey", a trashy modern fantasy novel I read during my last military deployment. Worse? I was not the protagonist. I was Draven Mordis, a disposable orphan extra captured by a dark cult, destined to be castrated and turned into a brainwashed, lobotomized pawn in the prologue. Meanwhile, the actual "Hero" of this world, Neville Hennesy, is a naive, self-righteous idiot. I am a Commander. I do not play games. War is about efficiency, survival, and eliminating threats permanently. Just as the cultist's blade descends to claim my future, a translucent blue screen shatters the darkness. [Host survival rate at 0%.] [Emergency Sign-in Protocol Initiated...] [Reward: S-Rank Talent: Vector Manipulation.] *No Harem* Discord: https://discord.gg/dEWsPqDRFh Author's Notes & Release Schedule: Premium Lock: The novel will remain completely FREE until we hit the 30,000-word mark (around Chapter 30 to 40). After that, the chapters will be locked for Premium, so enjoy the massive free read and add it to your library!
Scarlett_Whisper · 1.2m Views

Eclipse Online

When the VR reached it's peak, the term "Full Dive" was finally introduced! Making the dreams of countless teens come true after watching the anime called "Sword art online". When the Nerve Gear or NvG (not Night Vision Goggles) was introduced almost the whole world got a piece of it and a lot of virtual communities were also introduced in it! SAO, Dash Online, Guns and Glory, Civilization Online and World of Prandis. These are some of the hundreds of online games that were introduced in the Virtual community. Compared to VR head gear in the past, this is more convenient to use as the user doesn't need to move around in real world but just put on the helmet and lay on the bed and Bam! You're in!. Just like always, the devs planned to make a new game for the VR and selected a few number of test players for the test servers. This game was announced in the VR community and was even more exaggerated and it quickly piqued the interest of the players. Eclipse Online, a game where you can either be a normal adventurer or a hero or be a normal soldier for a NPC Kingdom or create your own Kingdom and be a King. This is exactly a fantasy game that you will fantasy about! The main part of the game is the role "King" because it's not like any normal VR or IRL game where you just be a king of a normal country or just train soldiers and collect resources everyday. In this, you can actually choose a route for which civilization you want to rule! The Kingdom of Britain, the Kingdom of France, The Kingdom of Rus, The Kingdom of German, The Kingdom of China, The Kingdom of Korea and finally The Kingdom of Japan! Just as it sounds each Kingdom or civilization has their own way of growth and special army units. For Britain it's Royal Knights, For France it's Templars, For Japan it's Samurais and so on. And so the MC of this story, Ichirou Mikagawa, a normal High school student with average looks and average grades with no friends. In real world he is just an everyday normal guy you would find everywhere but when he logs into the VR he's a complete different person! And so one day after Eclipse Online was released, a new event took place which made all the players go crazy for it and that event changed the lives of all those people. (Author: I tried to get a mashup of Overlord and Log Horizon to make this. I just hope you reading this will make your boredom go away. Enjoy!)
SaiKirito · 66.5k Views

Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife#

She, breathtaking and indifferently gentle, soft and adorably clueless. She was a Divine Doctor who could bring the dying back to life, and also a poison expert who killed without trace! She possessed a pair of clairvoyant eyes, and also a body filled with mysterious vital energy! People said: Even Yama Raja had to give way to those An Yiqing wished to save! He, cold and aloof, stunningly handsome like a deity. He was the most outstanding descendant of the Ancient Martial Arts Families and also the youngest general of Xuanjin Country! He was an emperor who emerged from darkness and blood, holding great power and deciding over life and death! When the gently indifferent her and the cold and proud him met, what kind of sparks would they ignite? Affection chapter: An Yiqing asked, "Hm, I heard you like me?" Gu Yelin stiffened, "Yes!" An Yiqing's eyes fell, her voice flat, "But I can't be with you." "Reason." Gu Yelin's voice was dark and heavy; his heart clenched in pain—he had been poisoned, and only this little white rabbit in front of him was the cure! "Master said I have an incurable disease." "If you live, I live; if you die, I die!" Gu Yelin's voice was low and resolute. An Yiqing's downcast eyes gradually reddened, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly, "Every time I see you, my heart races, I struggle to breathe, and my cheeks turn red. Master said that's the incurable disease, and only you can heal me." Gu Yelin's dark eyes surged with waves of joy and excitement, like a surging undercurrent. ...Only she could cure his poison, and only he was the medicine for her. Underdog chapter: At the banquet Qin Jia: "Who do you think you are? Just an orphan with no parents, what right do you have to cling to Young Master Gu's side?" An Yiqing's eyes swept over coldly, a mocking smile on her lips, "Relying on you who would be nothing without the Qin Family, relying on me who could pinch you to death with one hand!” “You slut!"— Qin Jia, furious, raised her hand to slap An Yiqing. "Sick of living!" Suddenly, a pair of iron-like hands gripped Qin Jia's arm tightly; he had only left for a moment. Who was this blind person daring to bully his treasure? Qin Jia roared resentfully, "Young Master Gu, why are you doing this to me? She's just a wild child with no parents!" "Who dares to say that the An Family's only jewel is a wild child?!" A furious rebuke erupted like a thunderclap, shaking the entire banquet. Baby chapter: The plump Little Bun wriggled his little bottom, his glutinous voice carrying a complaint, "Daddy, why won't you let me sleep with Mommy?" Gu Yelin's mouth twitched, "You are a man, you cannot cling to my wife." "Hmph! Jealous men are so annoying!" Little Bun mumbled, "The Uncle Duan who came to see Mommy yesterday is nice, so is the Uncle Bai who I met last week, and there's Uncle Li who gave me a big red envelope during the New Year and that pretty auntie, they are all nicer to me than Daddy!" Third Young Master Gu's temples throbbed. Why, even though his adorable little white rabbit was married, did those wolves with greed in their eyes still not give up? Men were one thing, but even women were trying to get involved! Third Young Master Gu felt aggrieved; the road to being a henpecked husband is long and arduous~ ************************************ The author says: This story slightly incorporates special abilities with fantasy elements. Every place name, medical term, and jargon used within the context of gambling-stone craft is all fictional. Industry insiders, please do not criticize, thank you!~
Master An · 2.7m Views