Murder Drones Harem X Male Reader

My car was passing by the entrance of the office when I saw both my sisters 'wrestling' vigorously with a bum. I wasn't surprised, however, even recording a video of it and sending it to the biggest news outlet of the country, saying, "I want it seen across the world before 7pm." After all, in my last life, those two sisters were so keen to please Harold Langford that they allowed him to steal my birthright all he wanted. I bore with it because they were family, and ended up resting in pieces. But now that I had a second chance, I would return the favor. At the company gala, Harold once again took my seat as he snorted at me haughtily. "Hmph! If Ellie and Jennie didn't insist on showing you how the world works, a poor college student like you wouldn't even make it through the front door!" "Know your place and don't cause me trouble, or they will have you beaten to a pulp!" Seeing that he was still running his mouth, I kicked him three feet away as I chuckled. "Who do you think you are? How dare you strut when you're just a gigolo who only knows how to please hags!"

I made a deal with Sonia Quindt—the billionaire CEO. After I'd proposed to her ninety-nine freaking times, she swore she'd finally show up for the hundredth. Spoiler: she didn't. She was out there at some concert with her boy toy. And, of course, someone caught them on livestream. Big kiss. Big viral moment. Meanwhile, my face was plastered all over the internet too—lonely guy number one, waiting for a bride who never existed. Everyone online started making bets. Who was the mystery woman? How long until I came crawling back for the hundred-and-first proposal? Sonia, apparently struck by some last-minute guilt, promised she'd make it right next time. Said she'd actually show up. And she did. Wedding dress. Perfect makeup. Cameras ready. She got a text from me: [Sonia, there won't be a hundred-and-first proposal. We're done.]

The bedroom was dark, and I was holding my wife's hand, feeling like I wanted to do something a little daring. But as I moved her hand, she suddenly stopped me, her hand trembling slightly. When the movie ended and the lights came on, I was shocked to realize that the person beside me wasn't my wife, but our neighbor, Lesley Mendoza...

18+ Explicit Content Mature Only When human barmaid Billie Black gets into a little trouble with werewolf college boy and gang leader Spader, it’s Tristan O’Donnell, the leader of his rival gang, and his five friends who come to her rescue. But it’s not as simple as just breaking Spader’s wrist. Tristan is a werewolf, and so are all the kids who go to Crescent University. Tristan knows Billie is his fated mate—the human girl straddling two worlds he was told about by a palm reader, who would become his true love, and now he’ll do everything to keep her safe, including making her his gang’s Omega, if that’s what it takes to keep her safe until she's ready to become a queen. Even if she doesn’t believe in fate. Even if she goes a little feral sometimes and puts up a fight. Even if Tristan needs a little extra help from the guys with her when she proves to be a hybrid and goes into heat. Tristan can handle it. He knows what's best. This novel is not reverse harem, but does contain scenes of sharing between the boys, including mfm group scenes.

Hae Mina and her twin brother Hae Jae-Woo grew up living on the streets and fighting to stay alive. Everyday was a struggle until Jae-Woo befriended the members of the popular boy band Nightide. After such a rough life, it appeared luck was finally on their side but after a tragic accident, Hae Mina is forced to disguise herself as her brother and attend the male exclusive University and take his place in the band until he recovers. Will she be able to keep her identity a secret? Will she be able to keep her temper under control? And most importantly, how will the sparks fly? This book is not appropriate for readers under 18 years of age; contains elements of violence, domestic abuse, classism, and sexual content.

Arya, seorang remaja biasa, mati secara tragis dan terbangun kembali di dunia fantasi bernama Libra. Namun ia tidak reinkarnasi sebagai pahlawan… melainkan Arthur Pendragon, karakter tragis dalam game yang dulu sering ia mainkan. Arthur ditakdirkan mati muda karena cinta terlarang dengan sang ratu. Tapi kali ini, nasib tidak memberinya pilihan. Sebuah suara sistem bergema di kepalanya: [Misi Utama: Taklukkan seluruh heroine di dunia ini] [Kegagalan: Jiwa disiksa selamanya di Neraka Abadi] Dengan pesona A+ yang bisa memikat siapa saja, namun tubuh yang lemah, Arthur harus berjalan di atas garis tipis antara cinta dan kematian. Setiap tatapan, setiap kata, bahkan setiap senyum bisa menjadi awal jalur obsesi… atau tragedi. Di dunia di mana bangsawan, saint, dan ratu agung bergerak dalam intrik politik, Arthur hanya punya satu pilihan: menulis ulang takdirnya sendiri. ⚔️ Apakah ia mampu menjinakkan para heroine yang bisa menyelamatkan sekaligus menghancurkannya? 🔥 Atau justru tenggelam dalam jerat obsesi sang ratu dan harem berbahaya yang ia bangun sendiri?

As we make our way to the city hall, Paisley Doyle is struck by regret once again. After seven years together, this is the 11th time we've found ourselves at this crossroads. Every time we reach the city hall, she claims she needs more time to care for her sick first love and can't bring herself to marry me. Unable to hold back any longer, I finally decide to confront her. "If his condition never improves, does that mean you'll never marry me? Tell me, what do I even mean to you?" Paisley's temper ignites, and she snaps back at me without a second thought. "I promised to take care of him for the rest of my life! Can't you stop being so selfish? "Besides, we've been together for seven years. What does it matter if we're not legally married?"

Seraphine Hale, a genius musician, announces her return to the country. When a reporter asks whether she's back for her first love, she smiles icily. "Are you talking about that trash? It wouldn't be any of my business even if he were to drop dead tomorrow." What she doesn't know is that I've already been dead for close to a decade.

Penelope Rivera's little boy toy, Theodore Schneider, is throwing another tantrum. She slides the divorce papers across the table toward me. "Just sign them for show. It's to keep Teddy happy." I clench the cuff of my suit and nod in silence. I sign my name in one swift stroke. As I'm walking out, I hear one of her girlfriends teasing, "Samuel's way too easygoing. Does he actually do everything you say?" Penelope takes a graceful sip of red wine and smirks. "Wanna bet?" They bet that I will quietly go through with the divorce at the courthouse, even if my eyes are red with tears. Listening their laughter, I rub my thumb over my phone screen and reply to the message I've just received. "Will you marry me?" it says. "I will."

My parents' enemy kidnapped me and live-streamed cutting off my fingers, just to force them to show up. For a time, the entire internet was searching for my parents. But what no one knew was that the police chief on the live connection was my real father. At that very moment, he was on a beach in Havai, lighting fireworks for his adopted son. And on their barbecue table, the live stream of my fingers being cut off was playing. Later, I survived long enough to be rescued, and I reached out with my severed fingers, wanting to touch my parents. But they recoiled in disgust and, without so much as a backward glance, took their adopted son out for steak. What they never realized was that hidden inside my severed fingers was something that would make them regret everything.