Bigshot Gets Loved By All After Transmigrating Into A Book - Chapter 751 - Sorry, I Don’t Have Such Virtues

[Mature Warning : Contains Lemons]Lor finds himself in Class D, a group of misfits struggling with poor grades, weak magical control, or social challenges.To his surprise, the academy’s curriculum feels absurdly simple—akin to second-grade math—making it easy for him to excel if he chose to. Yet, he prefers to stay under the radar.Coincidentally, in Class D: Lor is the only male student, surrounded by a group of strikingly attractive female classmates.While most of them dream of elevating their class to the prestigious A-tier, their efforts consistently fall short.Seeing their struggles, Lor decides to step in—but on his own terms.He spins a tale of a mysterious magical power, a “the Guiding Light” that demands he fulfill perverted, obscene acts in exchange for his guidance.In truth, there’s no such power. Lor relies solely on his sharp intellect to mentor his classmates, all while maintaining his façade as an average, unassuming student.Thus, helping their D Class emerge through the ranks.“I want to score better in math.”“That will be 5 minutes of squeezing your....”__________Contains anal, bdsm, threesomes, kinks, perverted things, orgies. oyakodon, milf, etc etc.This has a blend of classroom of the elite. a bit of.no ntr no yuri- Everyone is above the age of 18/ equivalent

How long can one ignore the voices in their head?Nine years. To Mark, that was the limit.For the majority of his life, Mark White has been fighting a constant battle for his sanity. The voices in his head pushed him toward madness one whisper at a time, and the music he used to ward against them was gradually losing its effects.As his mental state slowly deteriorated, Mark spent more of his time working on a game he had been developing and lamenting his lack of romantic experience.One night, the voices dealt him a powerful blow, bringing their battle to an end. To his surprise, Mark won the battle, but that came at a great cost.The voices might have disappeared, but a visual hallucination arrived to replace them, taking the form of a character from his game: Maids VS Apocalypse. Little did he know that the real apocalypse was already coming for him.

By coincidence, Li Yunmu found a super machine from humanity’s age of darkness. From that point onwards, his ordinary life would never be the same! Aptitude? Innate talent? What are these? Could they be eaten?

I have neither aptitude nor innate skill, but my shadow can level up using hacks. Experience, Ability points, battle prowess… all of them could be hacked. Even while he is asleep or tired, he could still increase his skills.

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They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other!When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt.That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom.Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife.Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything.Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love?Excerpt“I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!” ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger.“Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love.” He calmly grabbed her poking hand.“And what would that be, my fine sir?”“That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear.”“You—”“And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!”“You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!”“Well you are no precious prize, are you?”And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree.His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.