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Deliveryman Marcus Hale is transported to a fantasy world, rises from slavery through a mysterious system, grows stronger amid factional conflict, defeats the Beast God, saves the world, and opens a new chapter beyond the Mist.

Teleported to a universe where a large part of the culture is missing, Ezra Lane competes with other god summoners on the Destiny Arena. The lost country will be devoured. Each country summons unique gods from its culture, yet Catharia is falling behind. Ezra steps in at the critical moment and starts his turn with a prayer, hoping the gods from the lost culture can intervene and help him win.

Five centuries after the Abyssal Rift tore open, humanity relies on awakened classes. At the Class Awakening Ceremony, 18‑year‑old Ian Yancey unlocks a hidden class, the Eternal Necro‑Lord, plus a broken god-tier talent system. His skeleton warriors are unstoppable. He clears dungeons, levels up, and teams up with allies. He walks through every round of the national trials, and even the Abyssal Lord ends up running for his life.

Bound to a Villain System in a beast-shifter empire, she's paid to make four powerful men suffer. Too bad every wicked move only makes them fall harder.

To avoid being sold off by her aunt, destitute orphan Chloe Winters tries to manipulate Silas Thorne—her aunt's lover and the second-in-command of Port City's top gang—to fund her escape abroad. Silas sees through her scheme and forces her to stay. Trapped in a dangerous world, Chloe plays the obedient pet until she glimpses the villain's true heart: Silas risks his life to protect her in a gang shootout and secretly secures her study abroad application. Betrayed and ambushed, Silas vanishes into the sea before giving it to her. Heartbroken, Chloe leaves the country, only to unexpectedly reunite with an amnesiac Silas. Embracing her hidden feelings, they share a peaceful life until a cartel attack forces them back to Port City. There, the illusion shatters: Silas's amnesia was nothing but a calculated ruse for his ultimate revenge...

Mission count: 100. Destination: Blue Star. Actual arrival: zombie world. Now, Cara is the Duchess's daughter, and she has five beastmates who can't stand her. But still, only she can stop them from going feral. Now the system wants her to win them over. No pressure.

Framed by her father's concubine, Clara Cole is rescued by the Wolf King, Adrian Shaw. After one fateful night, she is exiled for her family's crimes and secretly gives birth to their son Oliver—who can speak to animals. Five years later, Clara returns to find a cure for her son, only to cross paths with Adrian, neither recognizing the other. When Oliver is accused of being a monster, Adrian steps forward to claim his family, exposing the long-buried truth. Through revenge plots, wolf clan conflicts, and a fox demon's schemes, they stand together against all odds. Clara soon conceives twins, and the family finally finds lasting happiness.

Lucas is a retired Human Sovereign lying low in the city, running a care home. He tames an indescribable god that treats people like dirt, turning it into a floor-sweeping elder, a gatekeeping dog, and a boiler-room pal. Amidst all the fun, he just happens to save the world.

Vanessa, head of the Horton family, goes abroad to find a cure for her daughter, Hazel. She returns to discover Hazel has been tortured into madness by her gold-digging husband and her fake adopted sister, Fiona. Furious, Vanessa becomes the Queen of Slaps, crushing the scumbags to avenge Hazel.

He wrapped around me and threw me into the abyss. Now I'm back, 100lbs lighter and armed with a "love point" system. The snake wants my blood. The wolf wants my heart. But that serpent? He just locked the door, and his scales are trembling.

On my birthday, I showed up right on time at the upscale Blood Banquet Lounge Daniel Cook had reserved, genuinely excited for the night ahead. By the seventh time a blood servant waiter came over with a polite smile to ask if I was ready to order, my phone finally lit up with an iMessage from Daniel. “Something urgent came up with the Elders’ Council. Go ahead and order yourself a glass of Blood Plasma. Don’t wait for me.” A second later, I scrolled straight into a new Instagram post. From his first love. Camila Bennett. A Pureblood Elite. In the photo, Daniel was seated at a table, casually flipping through the menu. He was even handing a fine silk blood napkin to someone just outside the frame, his attention clearly elsewhere. The caption read: “Been asleep in the Old World for so long. Someone was worried I’d come back to New York and starve because I couldn’t read the menu, so he’s treating me to a proper feast.” Just like that, the entire evening lost its flavor. I handed the menu, written entirely in archaic Latin I couldn’t even begin to decipher, back to the blood servant waiter. “I’ll have one of everything from your signature Blood Reserve selection.” By the time I finished feeding and had the rest packed up to take back to my Underground Manor in Manhattan, my phone was flooded with missed calls. Dozens of them. All from Daniel. The last one was a voice message. “Hey, don’t overthink this. Camila just woke up and isn’t familiar with New York yet. I was only helping her find a suitable coffin for Torpor. Next time. I promise I’ll make it up to you with an even better birthday dinner.” I didn’t respond. A relationship that keeps surviving on promises of next time… was that really something worth waiting for, especially for someone like me, a member of the Vampire Kind with time stretching endlessly ahead?

Brian and Logan were twin Wolf Beastkin that my cousin Isabella and I rescued from the Underground Beast Trade. Back then, the two of us stood there staring at those filthy little wolf pups, and without even needing to say much, we each decided to adopt one. I took Brian. Isabella took Logan. Thirteen years passed in the blink of an eye. All that time, I believed that even if Brian didn’t like me, he would at least feel grateful that I had saved his life. That illusion shattered the day I accidentally overheard him talking to some other Beastkin. Someone asked, “Emma’s been really good to you. Why are you always so cold to her?” Brian let out a short, dismissive laugh. “Who asked her to be good to me?” “You’ve got it good and don’t even realize it.” “Good? Then I guess I should thank Emma properly. If she hadn’t taken me first, I’d be the one with Isabella right now.” Another voice chimed in, “I mean, makes sense. Compared to Isabella, the head cheerleader, Emma’s just… nothing special.” A dull ache spread through my chest. In that moment, every feeling I had held onto for Brian over the years quietly disappeared.