Past Life Returner - Side Story 20: The Next Day - Jonathan

Ayaan is a young resident aspiring to be a surgeon, the final stage of a full on graduated plague doctor. However, in her attempt to redeem herself after a sudden discontinuation, she finds herself unravelling mysteries about her institution that are rather gut wrenching. Stick around and watch her persevere in a world full of monsters; creatures and humans alike.

“The world is doomed... and humanity will perish because every man on Earth is going to die.”​Morse Xuan, the young leader of the prestigious Xuan Clan, suddenly awakens to the memories of his past life.He realizes with horror that he has been reincarnated into the world of 'Nights of the Celestial Phoenix's Lust'—a notorious R-rated novel known for its devastating ending.​In the original story, the heroine’s power and desire grew so immense and uncontrollable that no man could withstand her.In her explosive frustration and divine wrath, she ended up annihilating every male being in existence.​Determined to survive and save the world, Morse tracks down the heroine, Ni Ni Layan, before her powers awaken.After bringing her into the Xuan Clan as a core disciple, he begins a desperate mission to “tame” her.​He forces her to practice Yin-based cultivation to suppress her raging Yang energy.He grows every known herb used for calming the mind, teaches her meditation, yoga, and heart-cleansing techniques to kill her surging emotions. He does everything to keep her calm.​But one fateful midnight, he finds her looming over him in his private chambers, her golden eyes burning with an intensity he failed to extinguish.“I know exactly what you’re trying to do, Morse...” she whispers, leaning dangerously close.“Since you're so worried about my satisfaction... why don't you try to satisfy me yourself?”Single Love Interest (No Harem)True RomanceOverpowered Female LeadWeak to Strong (Protagonist)Yandere Vibes

She thought she was going to be with a warm boy, but she didn't expect that she slept with an arrogant CEO accidently.

As soon as she entered the university and became a college student, she unexpectedly became an unmarried mother, even a twin. For the sake of children, she has grown from a simple little girl to a strong and independent single mother. Later, she found the children's father. In their long time together, they gradually fell in love with each other ...

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.