The Transmigrated Cannon Fodder Overthrows The Male Protagonist Novels & Stories

Having her own office at this young age did make her feel excited. Folding her hands on the table, Seraphine placed her head on her hand and began to think deeply. Since she was the female lead, there should be something in the novel that would be able to help her. Others, when they transmigrate in novels, are able to find various treasures or jewel mines. If it is not that, they gain immense power and just have the plot making them lead a cool life. However, in the novel she transmigrated into, the female lead didn't discover anything cool and only got into trouble. That's why, the plotline was of no help to her.

"Mister, you are far from home, aren't you?" The young man's eyes rotates toward my direction, "W-What do you mean?" Don't tell me.. he read my book and transmigrated into it too? I inquire, "You transmigrated into my story 'A Thousand Canola Blossom', didn't you?" He indulges in a state of confusion. Finally, he says in denial, "Your story? Don't you mean.. MY story 'Brotherhood of Blades'?" I blink. His story? Wait. Don't tell me..

Yu Meng already expected it, then said: "There are too many peach blossoms around the female lead. And all of them are dragon among the men. Xue Yun, there was only Jiang Baixuan in the main storyline, but there wasn't all these hidden characters. What do you think is happening?" "Uhm...the storyline is mainly about the female lead and male lead, who are the heaven's favourite, and all the other characters are side characters, who are just to keep the background of the world in order. But you are here to change the cannon fodder's fate though, it basically means you need to break their protagonist halo, and make your cannon fodder fate to a protagonist fate. So the side characters and other

Half of it crashes to the ground, trapping an unsuspecting and unconscious Caleb beneath the debris. Hugo lands squarely on the two soldiers he targeted, delivering a bone-rattling impact that echoes throughout the warehouse. He crushes one into the ground, eliciting a series of sickening snapping noises. Just as the second soldier lets out a primal roar, he transforms back into human form, overwhelmed by the agonizing pain as Hugo tears into his abdomen with ruthless aggression.

Adam's screams reach a crescendo as he gazes in horror at his discarded manhood, his world collapsing around him. But Nickolas is not content to let Adam suffer quietly. With cold and calculated precision, he takes up the gun and begins to methodically shoot Adam in the kneecaps, the sound of gunfire ringing through the clearing with each shot. I wince as Adam's cries of pain fill the air, the sound reverberating in my ears like a symphony of agony.

Arrows rained down, finding eyes, throats, hearts, but the things didn't stop, growing even fiercer by the minute. It was going to take a nuclear. One took five shafts through the skull before collapsing, its limbs still twitching toward the walls like a dying worm that had been sprayed with salt. "Fire cannons! Now! Steady⌨️, wait for the wind… now!" Dante's voice was barely recognizable, his vocal cords shredded by the shift as he repeated his command over and over again, the blast of gunpowder and canons making its own dirge. The world exploded in orange and heat as the first cannonball tore through the ranks. Chunks of rotting flesh splattered the courtyard below. A severed wolf head lan

They discussed the rebellion as if it were entertainment. "Did you see Marcus try to shift? Man, that was Pathetic. The Alpha tore his throat out before he completed the transformation." "Margot was worse, see how she begged for her life at the end, like anyone would pity her useless existence." I closed my eyes and tried not to listen. I tried not to think about Margot's pale face or the way she'd tried to warn me. Eventually, we crossed into Royal Shifts territory and, strangely. enough I felt it immediately. The air itself felt different in a heavy way; everything about this new territory screams Danger.

The old-fashioned way is bodies. Clone bodies out of the flood. Residual bodies along the rail with knives and stolen guns. Tame bodies dragging half-awake rack survivors toward relay exits. My body, too hot and too pregnant and too useful, standing in the middle with a burned hand the city has learned to mark. The first clone reaches the gallery edge. Sarah shoots its elbow before it clears the rail. Renn’s fighter beside her drives a pry bar through its shoulder and levers it backward into the water. Another clone climbs over the falling one without looking down.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

Aiden's POV There was blood everywhere. Gianna was even more vicious than I'd imagined. She hadn't just allied with Red Fang traitors; she had used forbidden drugs, turning her warriors into a mindless horde that felt no pain. "Aiden! Surrender!" Gianna's laughter echoed, amplified by a megaphone. "That bitch is already a cripple! If you give me your pack and everything you own, I might consider leaving you a complete corpse!" "In your dreams."