Devil And His Princess

Sharingan? Mangekyō? Rinnegan? Rinrin shakes his head and says: How about understanding the Immortal Body + Eight Gates Formation. After crossing into the Hokage world, he barely escaped from the cult of the Evil God to the Hidden Rain Village, only to be sent by Hanzo the Salamander to infiltrate Konoha as a spy. Originally promised three years, but after three years came another three years, and then another three years... Lord Hanzo, it’s been almost ten years! Today is the fifth time the old man Sarutobi summoned me, pressuring me to take over as the Fourth Hokage! Oh my gosh~ I don’t want to be Hokage, I just want to go home and get married!

It's extremely toxic. For your own good, it's best not to delve into it. Besides being toxic, it's quite superficial, with a lot of filler content, purely for self-entertainment. The protagonist is Carl, but he has changed significantly compared to the original story. There will be many contradictions in the settings throughout, and many previous elements have been abandoned or downplayed. Additionally, expect some mental issues to arise in the later stages.

After 20 years as a Marine political commissar, the system has awakened! The strongest life comparison system. The huge gap between the two worlds caused Marshal to collapse! I'm Summit War, you're on top of the Party? I, Kizaru, go to work from 9 to 5 to catch fish, and you, Kizaru, are model workers all year round? The Monkey family is making trouble everywhere, you Monkey family grandpa and grandson, all members of the Third Generation Admiral? I, the Four Emperors, am ambitious to dominate the ocean, and you, the Four Emperors, take care of your husband and teach your son to abandon evil and follow the good? no harm without comparison The Sengoku of the original world broke the defense! "Everyone find me a man named Ron!" "Marine needs him to do his mind work!" "What kind of team do I lead, what kind of team does others lead, can they compare? If you don't have this strength, you know!" "Marine without Commissar Ron is meaningless" Aunt Kaido: Trying my best to prevent Marine from looking for Ron, I don't want to be like that! –––--––------------------------------- Visit our Patreon for more: patreon.com/Samurai492

Antonio Aguilar was reborn in the world of *Alien* and became an ordinary mercenary for the villainous Weyland Corporation. The dark corridor of the research base was now a hell on earth after the aliens escaped. Antonio pulled out the tactical dagger from his waist and slashed through the head of a sneaky alien attacker. But out of the shadows, a facehugger took advantage of his brief moment of relaxation and suddenly leapt, latching onto his face. ... When he woke up, Antonio found himself in yet another world—the world of American comics, as none other than Spider-Man, Peter Parker. He thought his life would start fresh again, but to his horror, he realized the facehugger's embryo still lingered in his chest, even after his transformation into Peter Parker. To avoid the gruesome fate of a "chestburster," Antonio set out on a path of self-rescue. First, he had to ensure he was bitten by the mutant spider before the embryo fully matured, hoping that the mutation might give him a chance to stop its development. Wait...! Gwen Stacy?! Why were you the one bitten by the spider?! -------------–---------------------------------------- 40+ chapters on patreon check it out and support me https://patreon.com/Samurai492

--WSA 2025 ENTRY-- Caelith doesn't want too much in life, a clean home, a happy mother, and maybe a girlfriend. Raised in the Stormont manner, one of the highest ranking noble household in the kingdom, he grew up a bastard, mistreated and abused by the main lineage. At the tender age of sixteen nobles undergo a divine ceremony, receiving the opportunity to be blessed by the gods however he receives Nothing. Caelith struggles in this world but at the end of the day, He is Nobody, and he has Nothing.

"A modern online novel writer who had been struggling finds themselves transported into the world of One Piece, becoming a 10-year-old child. After a series of events, Ryuen arrives at Cocoyasi Village. The protagonist possesses the Tori Tori no Mi (Bird-Bird Fruit), Mythical Zoan type, Phoenix form. After undergoing a rebirth (Nirvana), the protagonist's transformation no longer involves turning their hands into wings, and the fruit's power becomes even stronger! From the moment they reach Cocoyasi Village, the protagonist and Nami embark on an adventure, traveling from island to island, indulging in food, drink, and fun. Along the way, they also help the poor by taking from the rich, because, after all, Bellmere’s family is still..."

In a war-torn continent ruled by legend and steel, Kael, a young swordsman with a mysterious past, embarks on a journey that will uncover secrets buried deep within the history of empires and the bloodlines of kings. Raised in the shadow of a forgotten legacy, Kael is thrust into a world where ancient wars, betrayals, and godlike warriors shaped the fate of nations. With each lesson, each battle, and each secret revealed, Kael inches closer to the truth.

Eve Mikleson was Ethereal Eve, the country's biggest fashion brand. Gorgeous, strong-willed, and fiercely independent, she projected an image of having it all. But beneath the designer façade, family expectations and a past heartbreak weighed heavily. As the last unmarried Mikleson grandchild, she was a constant target for matchmaking, and with the family's anniversary looming, her mother issued an ultimatum: produce a boyfriend or face an arranged marriage to the insufferable Frederick. For Eve, it was a fight to maintain control over her own life. And she was running out of time. Across town, Christopher, the devilishly handsome heir to the Atlantis Conglomerate, had spent fifteen years escaping his father's suffocating grip, driven by a difficult relationship and the loss of his mother. Now, back in town to oversee a few construction projects, he was determined to keep his distance, especially from his father’s schemes to marry him off to the president’s daughter. He thought he had everything under control, but he hadn't accounted for a chance encounter with Eve, a woman who would propose a daring solution to both their problems: a fake relationship. Stolen glances linger a moment too long, casual touches ignite a spark, and the lines between pretense and genuine connection become increasingly blurred. The convenience of their arrangement transforms into a confusing tangle of burgeoning feelings and undeniable attraction. As their fake relationship deepens, they find themselves grappling with the unexpected consequences of their deception. Secrets from their pasts threaten to surface, and the carefully constructed world they've built together begins to tremble. Can Eve and Christopher navigate the complexities of their fake relationship, or will their hidden desires and unspoken truths shatter the fragile bond they’ve created? Find out with me :) ---------------------- The past week had felt like a lifetime of dodging my own feelings. As I sat at the head of the table, I felt the dam about to break, then the door swung open, and my heart lurched. Chris stood there, a storm cloud personified. His expression was unreadable, but one thing was clear: he wasn't smiling. My staffs exchanged glances, their gazes then focusing on me. "Eve," Chris's voice was low. "We need to talk." The room went silent, thick with nervous energy. The unspoken question hung in the air. "Chris," I said, my voice calm despite my pounding heart, "can this wait? We're in the middle of an important meeting." I wanted him to leave, to deal with this later, on my terms. "No, it can't," he said, stepping into the room. His anger simmered beneath the surface, but there was a visible vulnerability that made my own heart ache. "Please excuse us," I told my staffs, who hurriedly packed and left us alone. "You just left. You left after that night with just empty words on a piece of paper and then went out of the country for a whole week, Eve. A whole week." I was surprised to see him so vulnerable, so angry. It was the first time. It was obvious he was hurt, and I knew I was wrong. He stalked towards me, like a predator, and as he got closer, the anger seemed to flicker, replaced by a different intensity. He stopped in front of me, and then, without warning, his arms wrapped around me, pulling me into a tight, desperate embrace. My breath hitched. I went stiff for a moment, surprised by the contact. Then, almost instantly, my arms went around him, clinging to his strong frame. A mix of emotions flooded me: surprise, relief, and an overwhelming need to simply hold him. I breathed in his familiar scent, a comforting aroma that had been haunting my senses for the last week. He held me tightly, as if afraid I'd vanish if he let go, and I didn't resist. I had dreamed of this. He pulled back, his hands on my shoulders, his gaze searching mine with an intensity that made my heart flutter. The anger lingered, but it was mixed with something else. Some