Seol-ah, who has lived for 10 years doing all sorts of hard labor after being sold due to debt. She receives an order from her master to lock someone in the back room and get him addicted to opium.... more>>

That dawn, A man, dragged in while the rain drizzled down, was locked in the back room, unconscious.

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“Ugh!”

Suddenly, something snatched her wrist. Seol-ah unconsciously let out a groan and raised her head. The man, whom she thought was unconscious, was staring at her with wide, pale eyes. In his long, narrow eyes were dark pupils like a full moon. The perfectly black pupils slowly traced over her hat, her half-hidden eyes, and her mask, then went back up to her eyes. Even though their eyes had only met, she couldn’t move. It felt as if a beast’s hot, fishy tongue, not just a gaze, was passing over her face.

The man opened his lips as if to speak. It would be a big problem if he said anything and the master heard his voice. Seol-ah hurriedly covered the man’s mouth. His lips touched her rough palm.

“Shh… Please be quiet, please.” <<less

Bang!... more>>

A gunshot, like thunder, shook the warehouse. The kidnapper’s head shattered like a watermelon. Ivan slowly wiped the blood from his cheek with the back of his hand.

“f*ck, that’s disgusting.”

Then he smiled at Jiyoon. It was the same smile as before, which made it even more chilling.

“Are you okay?”

“...”

“Oh, is it because of that bastard? Because he’s gross?”

It wasn’t because he had used a curse word she had never heard in the year they had been together. The sweet smile and gentle tone were the same as before. Despite having the same face and the same voice, he was a stranger. He was completely a different person.

Jiyoon was speechless and couldn’t say a word. He tilted his head and then pulled off his T-shirt to cover the headless corpse. The subtle lighting made the small contours of his muscles even more distinct.

“Is it better now?”

“You...”

Her voice came out cracked and hoarse. Jiyoon swallowed, wetting her dry throat.

“Who are you?”

Ivan’s eyes curled into a le*d smile.

“Who do you think? I’m your Ivan.” <<less

This book contains some violent scenes, forced relationships, confinement, profanity, and explicit language.... more>>

The Jeremiah tribe is known for the blissful dreams that swallowing their tears can bring about.

Eirene lives with her grandfather, who suffers from dementia while hiding her identity as part of the Jeremiah tribe.

A life so peaceful, even if they didn’t have a lot.

However, such life was completely shattered by the Imperial Army, which started a war of conquest.

Her village was destroyed by Charon, who leads the Imperial Army, and Eirene, who lost her only remaining family, vows to get revenge.

“Every day, I will offer you the tears I shed. Whenever you wish.” <<less

Plot... more>>

Kang Morae, an E-rank hunter (23 years old, Beast Tamer),

She lives peacefully by taming animals and plants with her small, gentle ability — like a pure and innocent bunny.Kyun Sooho, an S-rank hunter (27 years old, Shadow Master),

He has an angelic face but a devilish personality — a dangerous guy who can’t be trusted anywhere. Basically, a national menace.But this pure-hearted girl has a very unique interest…

She’s been a true fan of Kyun Sooho for 12 years.

“Hey, doesn’t Hunter Kyun Sooho look like he’s about to go berserk?”

“Ahhh!”

One day, like being hit by a truck, Morae suddenly gets caught up with Kyun Sooho.

She thought her power was almost useless, but surprisingly…

“Okay. In times like this, take a deep breath and think of things like hardworking ants or cute kittens…”

Morae uses her taming ability to calm Kyun Sooho’s rampage and avoids disaster.But after that, Kyun Sooho starts hanging around her.

“What do I have to do for you to tame me?”

…Is it really okay to tame a person? <<less

‘Ah…… It’s finally the ending.’... more>>

After drinking beer and falling asleep, I was possessed by a ruined fantasy novel.

A year of living according to the instructions of the writer of this ruined work.

As in the original story, I saved the world from the demon king’s hand and finally died.

Waiting for me to open my eyes in the original world.

However…

[Ddi-ring!]
[Even after Part 1 ends, the story continues! That’s how Part 2 started! Welcome to “I Became a Saint to Save the World”!]

‘Did you write this cursed, ruined work up to part 2?!’

“You swindler! I don’t need them all, so please send me back to the original world!!!”

Eventually, I negotiated with the author of this ruined work.

If I finish Part 2 without getting caught, please return me to the original world.

“Part 2 is childcare, right? Great. I’m going to finish this damn parenting thing super fast!”

The problem is that the worldview is the same as Part 1, and I keep running into my comrades.

Even the guys who were my comrades have all turned weird.

“Why are they like this?”

Besides, this duchess I possessed had a huge secret hidden…

“Caw?!”

Can I go back? <<less

I misused my foresight that should have been used for the Empire for one person.... more>>

To make my lover Emperor.

But...

"I sentence the sinner, Millenia Astrod, to the punishment of crossing!"

The only family that loved me died because of me, and the Emperor and my only friend that I thought I loved abandoned me.

Someone came to me as I was dying alone in the heat of hell, completely alone.

Who is it?

He opened my hand that he was weakly holding and wrote it.

'Please don't die...'

Ah... If there is a next life... For him...

I closed my eyes thinking that.

I was back a year ago.

I had lost my foresight, but I knew the future. It was my chance to put the future that I had ruined back on the right track.

And I had to find that man and repay the favor. The man with the flower-shaped scar on his wing. <<less

Ranking 1st and an SSS-rank Hunter who ended the invasion, but died broke due to her miserly ways.... more>>

Upon death, she falls into the Hunter Syndrome and faces a miserable end. When she wakes up, she finds himself in another world, where the apocalypse has just begun, possessing the body of the Mad Princess Astel, who’s in the late stages of social phobia.

‘A Hunter again! We just saved the Earth not too long ago, and now I have to do it all over again?’

‘What a ridiculous situation!’

‘What’s the point of saving it? I’m about to die miserably from the Hunter Syndrome!’

‘Alright. This time, I’ll be the villain.’

‘Heroes who save the world? Give me a break.’

‘I’ll make sure the invasion never ends!’

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But living as a villain is no walk in the park, and the people bothering her keep increasing.

‘I don’t like wasting time,’ The brusque man with a taste for submission, Magic Tower Lord Kael.

‘I keep getting greedy for things I’m not allowed,’ The man she wants to spoil, Holy Knight Johann.

‘Shall we play with the Mad Princess all night?’ The man who constantly bewitches people, Prince Dante.

One of them was the only ‘one’ precious to her from her past life…

Can Astel find ‘that one’ and maintain the apocalypse?

A thrilling long romance fantasy novel, ‘The Mad Princess’s Tale of Doom and Survival.’ <<less

Elysia lived in the shadow of a noble name, her once bright future now tarnished by the harsh hand of her husband, Dominic. For eight years, she endured a life of quiet suffering. But then came Enoch, a man whose words cut through the murk of her existence like a blade. His touch, firm and unexpected, stirred something in her.... more>>

“I don’t know what I’d do if I end up embracing you,” he said, his voice a low, dark promise. “Will you allow me to seduce you? It would very much please me.”

In the midst of her desolation, Elysia found a glimmer of something she had forgotten. Her world seemed to spin when she met Killian, a man who saw beyond her bruises. “The trade is equivalent to an exchange,” she said, her voice a whisper.

Killian, with a gaze that could see through lies, offered her a choice.

“Then take out what you have. I don’t know what it is, but it should be attractive enough. I don’t like cheap deals.”

Elysia, in her pain, shed her past like an old coat.

Killian’s eyes softened as he looked at her, his voice barely a murmur. “Do I look that frightening to you that I would not hold a battered woman? You’re beautiful, you know. Cherish yourself more. It is what you deserve. It is what you are owed.” <<less