Truyện Ngược Novels & Stories

Dear Duke Seviel Lavescha, How have you been? The trial must have been created a path for you to enlarge your reputation since our side won the trial. I couldn't contact you the moment when the trial ended, I've become too busy and I hardly have enough time to communicate with you. Do you know the story entitled 'The Remember'? A man experiences rapid, reverse evolution. He goes from man to ape to sea turtle, losing about a million years a day. It's a famous tale I heard when I visited the temple.

February 15th, 2038--Freshman Year-ish "I can't believe I'm actually writing in this. Dear Diary--no that's too cliche. Dear... me? Okay, Dear me: I saw a flier for some anti-New World organization. I thought that everyone blindly followed the established social order. It's probably stupid to think that I'm the only one who opposes the government, though. I just thought something was wrong with me. Maybe a group of likeminded people is what I need to feel some... I don't know, purpose or something. I'm not that stupid, though. I know not to tell any adults about this. What I don't get is why the flier was posted where anyone could see. They probably underestimate the government, but I know t

The magic tearing through both of us was unbearable, like being ripped apart and stitched back together wrong. “What have you done?” Seraphine shrieked. “Ending you!” I screamed back. The binding was unraveling. I could feel its threads snapping one by one. But the spell didn’t stop. All the gathered power had to go somewhere, and it was pouring into us. Into me. Into her. The backlash hit like a hammer. My already damaged wolf connection shattered. Something deep inside my spirit tore. Seraphine screamed. Around us, the last of her followers who hadn’t yet died in the blood sacrifice started collapsing. The magic reversed direction violently, ripping back into her.

Keith shouted while the police surrounded him and Martina left the kitchen. “Oh, poor Keith! I knew that your greedy wife would leave you looking at how rich and handsome I am! I wore expensive clothes and shoes to impress her. And guess what? I succeeded. She became a way for me to reach you! I gifted her expensive things and she told me every little detail of this house and all the necklaces and gifts you’d been gifting her! Thanks to Henry for reaching out on time and helping me to take revenge from you. What did you think? You’ll steal things from people, kill my dad and nobody would know? I saw the CCTV footage and saw all the times you stole money and jewelry from our shop! You fooled

"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..

North lost track as Mariwyn wish-listed her harem, all composed of men North had never met and didn’t know how to visualize. Instead, she stroked the fabric and listened to Mariwyn, who was lost in her fantasy. For North, she had already found her harem, and she had no interest in expanding it, but she enjoyed seeing Mariwyn’s clear delight at the idea of bringing together all the men who interested her. She wasn’t certain if Orin’s sister would actually go through with it, or if it was simply all talk, but she was happy to introduce her to the notion—and even happier to accept the fabrics Mariwyn gifted her more than an hour later, including the pink material.

I felt said brother stirring beside me and went back to reading the note before he snatched it from me. Dear Twins, If you haven’t figured it out, this book is a fairytale rewrite of Robin Hood and a mature reverse harem book. Reverse harem means one female and multiple males, and in the end, the female gets all of them instead of having to choose. Don’t come looking for me, or you will just ruin the story. Though you have to at least try a bit because it’s expected. I’ll be at the castle trying to steal the treasure while you take on the train. What is going to happen at the castle? Well, you’ll find out soon enough. If I just tell you the story, it will ruin all the surprises. I will tell