Rebirth: The Fake Young Lady Is A Real Young Lady - Chapter 61 - Days of Windfall

In a far-flung future where humanity has colonised the stars, evolution has taken a new leap. Powers once thought to be myths now lie dormant within the genes of every human, waiting to be awakened.The cosmos is governed by powerful factions, alien empires, and bio-enhanced elites.Those awakeners with unique abilities that could shape the fate of the galactic empire were called Overlords.Hex, a seemingly ordinary orphan who was born with a special physique, was withheld from graduation after defeating elite students who had awakened powers.Just as he thought his fate was sealed, on an unexpected day, he awakened his power.It was the ability to copy any talent or genetic ability, which was looked down upon by everyone on the list of superpowers due to a glaring weakness.The copied power wasn’t permanent.However, Hex’s ability had overcome that weakness.From physical strengthening to psychic control, from elemental manipulation to spatial distortion and even powers beyond imagination, he could copy them all.But such a gift comes at a cost.Once his secret was known, he would be hunted by empires, feared by Overlords, and sought after by secret societies. Hex would unknowingly become the most wanted entity in the galaxy.Thrown into an interstellar war, Hex must navigate political treachery, ruthless bounty hunters, and ancient forces that lie beyond known space in order to survive, as he builds his strength by mastering the powers of others.

The First Great Game: A LitRPG/Harem sci-fantasy series eBookMason the survivalist was always preparing for the end of the world. He just didn’t expect a god-like AI to transform it into a damn video game.Now he has to pick a ‘class’, survive a ‘tutorial’ (filled with monstrous creatures trying to murder him), and somehow find his brother Blake before the idiot gets himself killed.OK. Blake’s no idiot. He’s a charming, incredibly lucky, ambitious world-beater. But he was destined for corporate boardrooms, not monster filled forests, and Mason knows he needs to reach him before it’s too late.But as he claws his way through this new, dangerous world, gaining superhuman abilities and meeting a beautiful woman who desperately needs his help, he begins to realize: it just might be the best thing that’s ever happened to him.

WARNING: ITS A 18+ BOOKHeena stretched on the warm sand, sipping coconut water. Finally, peace. No scheming heroines, no brooding male leads—just her and the ocean.“HEENA! MOTHER! I FOUND YOU!”Her eye twitched. Not now.Floating above the beach was a golden lion with sparkling wings.“System 547,” she said, gritting her teeth. “I’m on vacation.”“But the worlds are collapsing! Male leads are going crazy! Villainesses are dying! White lotus heroines are ruining everything!”“Not my problem.”“You’re the Black Lotus! Only you can fix this!”“Exactly why I deserve a vacation.”“No rules! Slap them, seduce them, team up with the villainess—anything!”Heena sipped her coconut. “If I say yes, triple points, rare items from every world, and six months vacation after.”“Done! Anything!” the lion shouted, tail wagging.Heena stood, brushing sand off. “Fine. Show me these broken male leads.” Her smirk was dangerous.The portal threw Heena onto cold marble floors. Her head spun as чуж memories flooded in.Empress Celeste Ravencourt.Five husbands.A dying empire.“Great,” Heena muttered. “I’m the villain.”A tiny golden lion appeared beside her. “Welcome to World 12! You’re married to five powerful men who all hate you. They’re meeting tonight to poison you and crown the heroine instead.”“Let me guess,” Heena sighed. “White lotus?”“Lady Seraphina. Sweet, kind, system-backed. They’re all in love with her.”Heena rubbed her temples. The body was weak, starved, exhausted. No wonder Celeste died so easily.“Fine,” she said, pulling off the heavy jewelry. “That empress is dead. I’m not.”She chose a simple dark dress, tied her hair up, and met her reflection. The sadness vanished. Confidence took its place.At dinner, five men waited—cold, powerful, deadly handsome. Warriors, priests, generals, spies. Every one of them wanted her gone.Wine was poured into her glass.Poisoned. Obvious.They watched her closely.Heena lifted the glass, smiling lightly.“To new beginnings.”She drank it all.The silence cracked.Nothing happened.Their faces changed—shock, fear, disbelief.Heena leaned back, calm and smiling.“Now,” she said softly, “which one of you thought killing me would be that easy?”