After marriage, there's joy

Due to the Ministry's work in the manipulation of time, perhaps a single test that should never have been, or one that should have taken place. Whatever the small difference was, it unknowingly changed the timeline forever. A young wizard, growing up in a rich noble family of pure blood has been raised by his parents to be the perfect child. Obedient, Well-Mannered, and ready to take over his father's legacy of a potion's master in the Ministry of Magic. However, after a certain night, that young wizard's eyes were opened. With doubts of his teachings, he hid his real thoughts and opinions from his parents, sure they would punish him if he were to talk back. Now free of them after enrolling into Hogwarts, he needs only to graduate before he can disappear into his true passion of Magizoology. If only things were that easy. Between keeping up appearances as a pureblood wizard in Slytherin, Discovering friendships, love, and finding his place in the war between good and evil there is no time to rest for Lucas Peterson. ... 2 chapters daily.

50 power stones =1 chap 100 power stones =2 chapters 200 power stones = 3 chapters 400 power stones = 4 chapters and so on Chapter 1: Punch First, Think... Later Maybe In the heart of New London—a city rebuilt from the ruins of Sokovia, Diagon Alley, and Backlund—chaos was just a Tuesday. Our hero? His name was Rick Wyllis. No one knew where Rick came from. Not even Rick. He just sort of... woke up in Knockturn Alley one day, holding a flaming sword in one hand, a wand in the other, and muttering something about “punching reality in the face.” He stood six-foot-four, muscles like they were chiseled by a drunk Michelangelo, and a smile that said, “I am too stupid to fear you, and that makes me dangerous.” He wasn’t actually stupid. He just didn’t bother with unnecessary thoughts like “Is this a good idea?” or “Should I ask questions before I deck this guy in the jaw?” Rick was a Knight of the Evernight Pathway—though he mostly called it “the spooky punch path.” He wielded chaos like a conductor with a lightning rod, and that was before you gave him coffee. “Alright,” Rick muttered, walking into the Ministry of Sorcery and Interdimensional Affairs. “Someone summoned a Sefirot-class entity again. Why is it always a Sefirot? Can’t we just get a ghost or a rabid house elf?”

Ava Lee is a fierce 28-year-old with a reputation as the go-to wedding planner for modern lovebirds. But when her grandmother, the legendary matchmaker Mei Lee, decides to retire, Ava is roped into managing her old-school matchmaking service as a favor. Skeptical about Mei’s “fate over algorithms” approach, Ava begins mixing modern tech (swipe-right dating apps) with Mei’s unconventional methods, leading to unexpected results—and disasters. The real problem? Divorce lawyer Ryan Kim, who keeps sabotaging Ava’s matches under the guise of “saving people from heartbreak.” Forced to collaborate with Ryan to save a failing matchmaking project, Ava discovers there’s more to his cynical view of love—and to her own guarded heart.

A young boy transmigrated into a runic world where the foundation of everything starts with runes and ends with runes, with a special ability: merge. In this magical world, he was left in a lonesome plateau region where he had to deal with his very situation—starvation, which was the cause of death for the original owner. With his new ability, merge, how would he conceive his path? Would he rise as a runic warrior, runic laborer, runic support, or rune producer? This fascinating new world enticed him, but it also carried a deep hidden thorn that one had to traverse. How would he traverse his journey?

— From the House-Elf Liberation Front to the candy production line. Standing in front of you is: Sirius's cousin, Severus Snape's best friend, the common student of the Dumbledore brothers, Draco Malfoy's uncle, Harry Potter's idol, the founder of the House-Elf Liberation Front, the founder of the world's best candy brand, and the speculator that Voldemort fears - Charlie Black. **[Potential Issues That May Be Involved]** - [Liberate the house elves] (unresolved plot points) - [The golden hair of the Black family] (unresolved plot points) - [No constellation in the name] (there is indeed no constellation) - [The description of the Dursley family is not positive] - [The protagonist respects the rules of the game as a businessman and does not deliberately create exaggerated cool points]

[The Absolute Dweller] Absolute Dweller’s Declaration (Passive) Level 1 No one can invade the dwelling space without the Absolute Dweller’s permission. Surviving thanks to awakened skills, there was, however, one problem: “Ah, damn.” [The Absolute Dweller cannot leave the dwelling space.] That’s right, the inability to step outside the home.

"They called me a beast," "They called me a monster," "They killed my mother and took my sister, yet they called me the animal!" "I will make them pay!" After losing his mother and a young age, Jayden struggled with rage and isolation, getting angry at everybody and everything, while still having the dreams of crushing those who took his mother from him But his goal was hindered when he discovered that he couldn't possess an ability, he would remain a ordinary human in a world where power was everything. Years after being sent to therapy, he returns only to get struck by lightning. But before he could die, a mysterious interface appeared in his eyes [Requirement has been met] [System integrating...] [Alert! Non-human genes found in host; modifying system to meet Host's genetic code] [Curse has been forcefully activated] [Congratulations you have acquired the Beastlord system] "Huh? What the hell is this? And what curse is it talking about? Jayden thought as he slowly lost consciousness He wakes up as a new being entirely, receiving various powers and abilities related to nature and it's creatures, but the most incredible was the absolute control over beasts. Now he could achieve his goals without being stopped and get revenge for his mother. While also leading a war with the ancient beasts against beasts from beyond. .... "Mother, i have finally become the animal they say i am," Jayden chuckled, as he stared at the bright full moon "I have become the lord of beasts," he stated, as his body began to slowly transform into a large humanoid wolf. _________ A/Q: Don't mind the long synopsis, just wanted to make it seem more of a trailer-like summary. Anyways so pls add to collection if you like it and also support. There's going to be a lot of suspense and shocking revelations including the connection with my other book(Celestial Speed: Legacy) So if you're a fan of same universe/multiverse and crossover concept, then you'll enjoy it. Gracias! Join my discord server for updates and more information on my universe: https://discord.gg/FYMyfuxVyv

At a Marine HQ hearing, top brass questioned a so-called “disgrace of the Marines”—North Blue Admiral Darren. "You’ve had improper relations with princesses and noblewomen?" "That’s me caring for the people." Marine executives: … "How do you explain your troops’ outrageous wages?" "You expect people to die for HQ’s scraps?" Marine executives: (ーー゛) "Why does your fleet have Germa’s tech?" "Germa 66 was moved by my justice." Marine executives: (￣o￣) "And the mysterious deaths of Celestial Dragons?" "Just tragic maritime accidents. I’m heartbroken." Marine executives: (?_??) "Last question—how would you evaluate yourself?" Darren bit his cigar and smiled: "I smoke, drink, lust for money and women, crave power, lie, break every rule... but I'm a damn good Marine." Marine executives: ... Garp: "Sengoku, don’t stop me—I’m gonna beat this brat!" --- Translator’s Note: With over 900 chapters and more than 2 million Chinese characters written so far, this fanfiction is still ongoing—and trust me, it’s a wild ride that never gets dull. --- This is an unofficial translation of 海賊：海軍史上最大敗類 by 馬里奧吃雞胸肉. I do not own the original work. All credit goes to the author. No permission has been granted to translate this work, and I will remove it if requested.