The Strongest Onmyoji and the Shikigami With AI are Unparalleled in Another World ~ A Second Life Properly Enjoyed Using Artificial Intelligence ~ - Chapter 139 - I Remembered That Night (>_<)

I see dead people.But hey, it’s the zombie apocalypse, everyone is seeing dead people, including a blind girl. It’s not like I am that special.For a while, I thought I was going to be Cinderella, complete with the cruel stepfamily and the little mice for helpers. But instead of mice, I got demons from hell with a taste for chaos.Then again, there is nothing wrong with a little chaos in the middle of the apocalypse. It’s what makes life worth living.Unfortunately for others, they don’t quite see it that way. You see, I have a gift. One that isn’t exactly mine, but I can use it however I see fit.My gift is granting wishes.I'm a genie without a bottle, but it would be nice if people appreciated me more. All the humans ask for is the same thing… more food here, shelter there, kill these people, torture those. And I do it all, for a small price.I don’t ask for money or food, I can get that on my own. No, I want favors, souls, something that means everything for the other person. And they give it to me. Their momentary desire worth their long term happiness.But by the time they discover that, I’m long gone, already moved on to my next… client.I know I look young, starvation and abuse will do that to a girl. Humans tell me that I shouldn’t be wandering out there alone. Some try to help me… most don’t. But whoever said I was by myself? Just because others couldn’t see them didn’t mean my demons ever left. I still hear their voices in my head, whispering words of encouragement and love. For them, I’d do anything. Kill anyone. Destroy anything.After all, life is just a game, right? Those still alive at the end of the day were the lucky ones. Those who died were not. Everything is just a game of chance, all a human has to do is roll the dice.My only word of advice is to be careful what you wish for… you just might get it.My name is Hattie, welcome to my world.Would you like a cup of tea?

[Ding!][Mission Unlocked: Eliminate the moles planted by Rose in the Reid Industries.]Reward: $10 billion in cash upon mission completion.~~~~Alex, a 18-year-old ordinary guy, finds himself inexplicably transmigrated into the plot of a Cheesy with no logic bashing novel.But his excitement quickly turns to dread when he realizes he hasn’t taken the role of the protagonist but the villain.To make matters worse, he’s destined to be the first stepping stone for the novel’s protagonist—the Plot armor son.Terrified of his impending doom, Alex thought of changing his strategy of even going as far as changing the whole story plot if he can survive in this braindead novel.And like some ROB or GOD answering his prayers for having fun on his decision, a mechanical voice spind in his mind and a blue transparent panel appeared in front of his eye.[Ding!][System Activated!]Detecting the host's desire to alter the original storyline.Activating [Villain System]…Alex’s relief is short-lived when he discovers the system’s peculiar goal:[Ding!][Mission Unlocked: Eliminate the moles planted by Rose in the Reid Industries.]Reward: $10 billion in cash upon mission completion.With his life on the line and a mission ahead, Alex embarks on his journey to survive the braindead Novel.Will he be able survive or fall victim to the Plot Armor son Aka Protagonist.Well that is for the future Alex to decide and know and you readers…

Waking up after a sound sleep, Xie Mingzhe reincarnated into the future world. Here a holographic trading card game is popular around the Galaxy, many professional card players and card designers coming to the fore.

[ Caution: High Heat Advisory ]“Harper, stop undressing me with your eyes. The plot isn’t going that way… YET.”Harper McKenzie, a newbie web novel author, has a problem — she struggles with romance scenes. As someone with almost nonexistent real-life experience in the matter, she can’t get the intimate chemistry right, and those chapters always come out dry and cringy.Fortunately for her, Harper finds a freelance editor willing to workshop her writing. But the surprise? That editor turns out to be her childhood friend and the very first crush of her life.What happens now when he offers her personal lessons on how to write the hottest romance … and love scenes?--------------Note: this is a fun, cozy, sweet story with a low-drama plot. No love triangles, no misunderstandings, no memory loss / car accidents / terminal illnesses / etc.. Mature content abounds, starting out soft but heats up quickly. You’ve been warned!--------------Sneak Peek:He slid her bra over her shoulders and, with impossibly quick and skilled work, tied the lacy garment around her wrists. “Spread your legs wider,” he ordered.Harper’s already faltering heartbeat faltered some more. The command in his tone was foreign, but it crashed over her like a heat wave, and even though she could barely begin to picture how salacious she must look, with her hands bound and thighs spread wide like an offering to be ravished, she could feel the scorching need coiling hotter and hotter in her core. Her body obeyed eagerly on its own accord, bringing herself fully open just like she was told.Eli grinned. Moving between her legs, he trailed hot kisses along her inner thigh, leaving sizzling little fires crackling in its wake. “Good girl. Now, what should your character say next?” A finger glided over her wet and wanting flesh in a slippery stroke, making her heart slam to a hard stop as a moan tore free. “Write the next line for me, what should I say before I unravel you with my tongue and make you scream my name?”