Ani belongs to a nearly extinct species with unparalleled mimicry abilities.... more>>

In order to survive, she joins the infamous interstellar live-streamed hunting game, taking on the form of a seemingly ordinary human girl—wide-eyed, innocent, and sweetly smiling.

No one expects such a fragile-looking human to last more than three days.

Yet, as the months pass, the audience watches in growing horror. Not only has this delicate girl survived, but she has fought her way into the finals. The once-dominant warriors, who were the center of attention, now flinch at the mere mention of her name, instinctively retreating as if facing their natural predator.

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Ani bears the heavy responsibility of continuing her species. She is the last of her kind.

To ensure her race’s survival, she must seek out the strongest and most exceptional beings across the universe to reproduce with.

While her opponents view her as an enemy in a life-or-death battle, Ani has already begun her own special hunt.

Within her hunting grounds, blood turns sweet, pain transforms into pleasure, and slaughter weaves an inescapable web of desire.

And those caught in her web? They become hers—completely.

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At some point, the prey began to come to her willingly.

A man who was once formidable and battle-hardened, grasps her hand, and pressed it against his abdomen, willingly giving up his body for her to alter. He, who once struck fear across the battlefield, now stands before her with an almost desperate plea.

His voice is low, uncertain, yet filled with expectation.

“Ani… You will take responsibility right?”

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Reader Advisory

•Tentacle protagonist, male pregnancy.

•Niche themes, self-indulgent writing—proceed with caution if not your cup of tea. <<less

He was an experiment of the Church. Baptized by the Holy Light, inoculated with foreign blood, equipped with the tail and fangs of a venomous snake, and embedded with the wings of an eagle.... more>>

Unfortunately, he was a failed experiment.

Abandoned by faith, watched by nobles, treated as a demon, and used as a plaything for the evangelists. In the midst of a tumultuous campaign against heresy, Arnold fled, donning the cloak of a wizard in the dense forest, escaping control and encountering a disabled knight.

Apart from his beauty, he is nothing but a useless experimental object, and he must rely on the blind knight whose power comes from the Holy Light.

Arnold dared not touch him, dared not approach him, and dared not be discovered by the paladin. But, he didn't know that there was a newly resurrected divine soul in the body that he could not see.

However, this was an evil god.

His lover was supposed to be a weak dodder flower. But this flower, stripped of all its defenses, tore open its shelter, and walked step by step to overcome his suffering. His slender fingers were able to remove the crown of sorcery and achieve great things. His lover, and his Believer sat in the highest place, demanding a kiss from a terrifying evil god, like a sacrifice full of longing.

One sentence summary: Love you infinitely, kiss you countless times. <<less

He was once Head of the Immortal Sects. ... more>>

Jiang Zheliu resisted the world’s destruction, protecting the people single-handedly. After losing all his spiritual energy, his hair turned white overnight.

All that remained was a millennium passed in vain, and a grave disease.

He distanced himself from the Cultivation World, went to Zhongnan Mountain to collect herbal medicines and grow flowers, as if to retire.

Until….. Those little demons he had once saved, his cherished juniors, even those devils that he had suppressed innumerable times, all came knocking at his door, each more excited than the next gripping his hand:

“Qianbei, what type do you like? Can you not be so rigid on your requirements?”

Jiang Zheliu: “……？？？”

Wenren Ye is newly appointed Devil Lord of the Devil Realm.

He is cold-hearted, devilishly handsome, and when he was younger he suffered a humiliating defeat at the hands of a certain Head of the Immortal Sects.

Still obsessed with this defeat, Wenren Ye hurried through the night to Zhongnan Mountain, but all he saw was white-haired weak Immortal Sects Leader, with droopy eyes, sick to the bone, with freshly coughed up blood staining his lips.

His obsession was still alive, but his heart was also thumping. <<less

My disciples are always bullying me!... more>>

Xuan Wei Immortal Jiang Yinghe was the number one sword cultivator in the cultivation world. He has only three disciples, each more talented and tragic than the last. Jiang Yinghe gave his all to raise them into good and righteous cultivators until one day when he realized-

The warm and friendly first disciple was the Xuehe Demon Lord, not even blinking as he massacred others, not even stopping to season their remains before moving on.

The quick-witted and calculating second disciple was the Spirit Patriarch with tremendous power and tens of millions of ghouls under his command.

The obedient and cute third disciple was the Ancient Archdevil, able to go wherever he pleased under the heavens. Even the Devil Barons prostrate themselves at his feet.

Jiang Yinghe: “……”

Jiang Yinghe thought that the reason these people got close to him was to eliminate the only one who could stand in their way. He was able to think this until his disciple kissed him on the lips and whispered to him in a husky voice, “Won’t Shizun become my cultivation partner?”

…..Is Shizun another word for cultivation partner to demonic cultivators? <<less

Miss Song, the cemetery keeper in Changping District, found a man on the roadside while returning home from her night shift.... more>>

He wore a white shirt and a suit, and was covered in bruises.

With broad shoulders, a slim waist, a well-defined chest and a firm buttocks, he was exceptionally handsome.

As the cemetery was located in a remote area with poor transportation, and the nearest hospital was too far away from the city, Song Zhixiang, who was fond of good looks, was enchanted by the man in the suit and brought him home.

The next day, yawning, Song Zhixiang pushed the door open and saw the man in the suit wrapping a bandage around his arm and wearing an apron to make breakfast for her.

The scarred and lean waist was covered with plasters, bruises, and the marks she left from pinching him, all mixed together.

Song Zhixiang hugged her arms and urged him to leave: "Aren't you leaving yet?"

He said, "Miss Song, we've slept in the same bed."

She replied nonchalantly, "How much do you want?"

He said solemnly, "According to my family's tradition, I must marry you."

Song Zhixiang: "...Huh?"

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One day later, Miss Song felt his abs and sighed at how peculiar her cemetery job was, allowing her to easily pick up a pure and unaffected male fox spirit.

He had a fever and held her hand, saying, "Wife, give me a kiss."

[Reading Guide]

Double C.

The heroine is a popular beauty, covered in single-pointed arrows, and capable of handling a bloody battlefield. <<less