My Dungeon Life: Rise of the Slave Harem - Chapter 464

After a series of life-changing events, Pei Ge decides to start anew and rediscover her place in this world. She gets a new job, new friends and… a new boss whom she mistakes as a male host!

He helps her to get revenge on a back-stabbing friend, supports her when it seems that the world has given up on her, encourages her to be more confident about herself and even… messes up her blind dates!

With her strong working abilities and fiery attitude, she manages to climb up the ranks in the company (under the devious scheme of a certain CEO) and even gains a fan girl who can’t wait to be her sister-in-law.

As Pei Ge navigates through the ups and downs of office politics, family drama, finding her right partner and societal expectations, she realizes that things are not as simple as it seemed and everything she had believed in is tested…

The Big Misunderstanding:

“You asshole! Why didn’t you use protection?! I’m pregnant!”
“…It’s not mine.”
“Asshole! You actually dare to not admit it?! I gave all my firsts to you! You jerk!”
…
At the gynecologist, she read her pregnancy lab report and was stunned: Irregular period.
The man raised an eyebrow and smirked, “Didn’t you make a ruckus about being pregnant with my child? Where is the child?!”
“…” Who is scared of who? Let’s make a bet!

Visha's life was a checklist of adrenaline-fueled firsts.Her latest 'first' ended with her arrival on the beast man continent.Armed with nothing but her system, Visha must learn to survive.Her new journey leads her to a group of beatmen who were cast out of their homes because of their 'defects'.The first thing to do is figure out how to survive the winter.From an alliance of mutual benefit to genuine friendship, Visha learns to trust the easygoing beastmen. And with their trust, she learned their secret.This world is saturated with vital energy.Now, Visha is chasing the ultimate thrill. With the system as her guide and her new tribe as her family. She's building a home, a legacy.She is building her kingdom and finding her purpose, one quest at a time.-----DISCLAIMER:Reader Discretion AdvisedThis is a work of fiction. All names, places and characters are products of the author's imagination.Contents include:ViolenceNudity (Partial and Full)Fictitious Religious CeremoniesNon-monogamous relationship (Triad/Throuple/Polyamory)

Lady Jenna has lived her whole life as a puppet.And her father? He pulled the strings.She had to do everything to make him proud...to please him! that even when he asked her to let go of her first love, Lady Jenna did let go, and she was married off to a man she'd never known before.A man who, in every sense and breath, became her worst nightmare.It wasn't a beautiful nightmare, like the ones read in books, no.He'd hit her every night- her so-called husband.He became her worst fear, that she didn't even want to remember his name, and the word husband scared her.Most importantly, men.Jenna became afraid of men.She wanted to run, hide, or die even- if that would help her escape from this hell. But... society.They would turn and judge. They would raise their brows and curse her. They wouldn't look at the scars on her body.Not that Jenna would let them. She had become insecure after constant nights of tears and getting hit.But these people, they wouldn't care until she decided to leave the marriage.And when the opportunity came knocking at her window,Jenna grabbed it, abandoned her marriage, and set out for a different life.It was difficult for a girl who had always been sheltered, but she needed to survive. She didn't want to go back.Everything changed that night... a rainy ni—wait, it was a normal night. No rain, just a soft breeze, and Jenna stumbled upon this stranger...He had no memory of his past, and his mind was trapped in the age of seven!!A full-grown man, with muscles enough to snap Jenna in two, now behaving like a child?Following Jenna around and calling her Master.“Master, you own me now, right?”“Yes, I am your master, and you are mine,” Jenna nodded with a smile.Writing this novel for all women looking for their own voice in marriage and relationships.The romance is fluffy and sunshine throughout.The Male lead fell first and fell harder (a yandere)Book is also fast-paced.Book cover check out Veness on Patreon.Thank you!

Edith accidentally spends the night with her VIP client, Callum. The next day, she finds her fiancé, whom she's due to marry a week later, kissing a strange woman in a hotel room. Having been constantly manipulated by everyone, she feels devastated. She calls off the engagement after discovering the affair. Only Callum cares about her, even though they've only known each other for a week. Callum admits he suddenly wants to get close to Edith because he doesn't want her to marry the jerk, who is his half-brother. Knowing Callum's true intentions, Edith decides to start a relationship with him. But will their relationship continue to run smoothly?While Edith is traveling with her little family, she suddenly experiences a mysterious accident. She loses her son in the accident and suffers from amnesia. Five years have passed, and she still doesn't know who her daughter's father is. She only knows Cliff (her ex-fiancé from five years ago), who has been a constant source of support. Is Cliff her daughter's father?Whether it's a coincidence or not, when her daughter changes schools, she meets a boy who looks exactly like her. The boy was suspected of being her son who died five years ago. Furthermore, she was suddenly invited to meet with a man named Callum and asked to become his son's secret nanny and VIP designer. Callum deliberately pretended to think of Edith as a stranger to facilitate his plan. To this day, she still wonders who the killer who tried to kill them five years ago was.Ultimately, Edith accepted Callum's offer because she was also curious about Callum's true identity. Was Callum her daughter's father? And, will she fall in love with the CEO who is very possessive of her as time goes by? Or will she marry Cliff, who has helped her for five years?