BLACK GHOUL - Chapter 33: Black Wish

They said life is a beautiful journey filled with challenges and surprises.. But why are all the troubles in the world filled in my life?!Hey! I'm Ayla White and this is my story.Because of my dad I have transferred to a new school. But my mind is filled with many thoughts. Am I really going to get along with others in school? Can I really make friends? Can I have my first love here?But before I could figure it out my inferiority complex broke me. The one I thought was my friend ended up becoming the worst nightmare of my life. The one I thought brought light to my life as my first love soon started making me feel as if I'm chasing something my heart doesn't want.Why do I feel so attracted toward my class head when he has nothing but an attractive shell?Why do I keep pulling him near to me when I thought there is someone else who should be my first love?

Palace intrigue? I am able to rewind time!So, as a picky and delicate little Servant Consort, she can live a fulfilling life in the harem even without the Emperor's favor.The dishes from the Imperial Kitchen aren't to her liking?Rewind, and get my favorite steamed pork.The color of the fabric given doesn't suit me?Rewind, and this time, I finally get my favorite lake water green.The Emperor wants to sleep with me?Rewind, life without favor is still enjoyable.…The new Emperor Xie Zhixing has a secret.Since his first selection after ascending the throne, his life would inexplicably return to the past—The memorials he just approved are gone!The martial arts he just practiced were in vain!The concubine who was just brought in to sleep with him was taken away!…Xie Zhixing could never grasp the pattern of returning to the past, only considering it as a huge joke from the heavens.Until one stormy day, he met Servant Consort Yun in the Xianfu Palace.Later, he discovered that he had approved the same memorial 25 times that day, just because the Imperial Kitchen didn't make steamed pork for Servant Consort Yun.

Once upon a time, everything was awesome on planet Earth.People were chilling with their families, tech was super advanced, and they could even travel way out into space. Animals taking care of the food chain like they always do.But then, bam! Something crazy happened, and everyone got zapped to this super-dangerous place along with some weird alien folks of many types.Follow Lucas, a regular dude, as he tries not to get wrecked in this crazy new world.Some folks got cool skills to survive, but all Lucas got was the power to build a fancy shelter that could level up. Sounds lame, right? But turns out, it might be his ticket to not getting squashed.So, get ready for Lucas's wild ride as he figures out how to survive in a place that's basically a nightmare. While others are doing ninja moves or casting spells, Lucas is just trying not to get eaten. Little does he know, his so-called bad luck might just be the thing that saves his sorry butt.Join Lucas in this epic adventure full of surprises, where he builds his shelter, faces crazy challenges, and learns that sometimes, what seems like the worst luck ever can turn out to be a total game-changer.It's a story of survival, discovery, and how even the simplest guy can rock a world that's turned upside down.

“They Call Guys Like Me a Simp.”(Meanwhile, I’m out here living what their favorite MC only dreams about.)You ever notice how stories glorify the ones who feel nothing?The MC who never laughs.Never feels.Who plays women like chess pieces and calls it intelligence.He manipulates a girl? “He’s strategic.”He never opens up? “He’s mysterious.”He never flinches, never laughs, never lives —And you call that strength?Funny.Because to me?That’s just a prison in disguise.You see an “alpha.”I see a boy too scared to feel anything real.While they spend ten chapters monologuing about logic and sacrifice,I’m already making the Saintess scream,drenched in sin,halo cracked,legs trembling from truths her prayers never taught her.And I didn’t get there with cold eyes or control.I got there with laughter and chill. With warmth. With a grin and a hand on her thigh.I didn’t need to dominate her mind —I freed her heart.But that scares people, doesn’t it?Because readers trust the ones who suffer.Who stay quiet.Who kill without blinking and love without showing it.But me?I flirt.I laugh.I take hits and smile back, bloody and defiant, as if too weak to get angry.I don’t need to pretend emotions are weakness.I weaponize mine.Pleasure. Connection. Laughter.That’s my arsenal.And while your favorite MC is still calculating his next five moves,Trying to outwit death and romance like both are math problems,I’m already balls deep in the jade fairy — her sacred yin furnace clenching like it’s worshipping my shaft, her Dao Echo shattered into breathless moans, and her so-called cultivation path leaking down her thighs while she begs me to break her meridians again.You call that luck?Nah.That’s mastery of the three worlds.Because in a world that respects coldness,I came in hot.Where others manipulate, I connect.Where they posture, I play.Where they sacrifice, I seduce.So go ahead.Call me a simp.But while your genius MC is busy monologuing about destiny,I’m the one making goddesses question theirs —with a smirk, a touch, and no regrets.I’m not the hero.Not the villain.I’m just a simp… the kind who leaves your cold, emotionless MC’s woman dripping, ruined, and too stretched to go back to him.