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“Don't worry, dear. I won't let him touch my body even if I am forced to marry him. My love and my body will always be yours only. I am doing this to protect us. Please wait for me till I find a way out of this.”“Of course...I will wait for you...I trust you...” This poignant moment captures the profound love between a couple bound by their hearts. Yet, what unfolds when the man discovers his beloved has been ensnared in a trap she can never escape? What if his cherished woman is being manipulated by another man, unbeknownst to him? What if, while he sleeps, she is being ravaged by multiple men? The central question remains: Will her love for him endure, or will she be consumed by the abyss of corruption and lust? Dive into NTR Sagas, a collection of the most heart-wrenching and dark NTR stories, and explore the depths of human emotions in the face of betrayal and desire.

“Han… Yi Jin? The dual-class loser villain bastard, Han Yi Jin?”Han Yi Jin had reincarnated as an insignificant villain in a male-oriented modern fantasy novel.Han Yi Jin, the small-fry villain who hung around the main character, Kang Yoo Hyun, and died at the beginning of the story.“Aren’t you acting a little strange today?”“What’s strange? F*ck off if you don’t have any business with me.”To avoid suspicion, he acts like Han Yi Jin from the original story. This rather attracts the attention of the gongs, and Yi Jin is looked upon with suspicion.[Synchronisation is complete.] Shake the Catnip (S): All stats of the designated opponent +20%In the meantime, he had acquired the “Catnip Skill” from nowhere.Because of this skill, which becomes more effective the higher the intensity of the skinship, Yi Jin begins to attract the obsession and interest of the other characters…“I love it when you curse.”“Hyung, would you like to go out on a date with me?”“You wouldn’t think of that if I cut off at least one of your legs.”“Keep running away like that. I’m curious how far you can go.”These crazy bastards are obsessed with me.“Why are you all staring at me with those eyes? Get the f*ck out of here, you crazy bastards!”Will Yi Jin be able to escape safely from the clutches of the gongs?Will he be able to escape death?

In the autumn of the 28th year of the apocalypse, Gu Xi and her companions finally eliminated the last Zombie Emperor in the world.That night, at the celebration banquet held at the base, Gu Xi took the fine wine handed to her by a companion, and then... she collapsed headfirst.When she woke up again, it was already the 58th year of the apocalypse.30 years had passed, and the beautiful world that Gu Xi had once yearned for and for which she had fought tooth and nail did not appear.Although human society had restored order, a new food crisis arose—after plants and animals underwent a second mutation, a bizarre energy that the human body could not digest, absorb, or excrete through metabolism suddenly appeared within them.And she, Gu Xiaoxi, also had a brand-new identity—a refugee girl picked up from the ruins by a group of pioneers.The newly-minted undocumented girl, Gu Xiaoxi: No more fighting and killing, no more shouldering the future of all humanity; just needing to cultivate one hundred acres of wasteland to achieve the simple dream of eating well, drinking well, and getting a peaceful night's sleep is pretty good.Later, she discovered that her former companions had all become powerful figures, while she, the former apocalyptic hero, had become a person who was never recorded in history.Gu Xiaoxi: ?

How long I’d been here, I couldn’t quite recall. From this sorry situation, I as always raised my eyes to the sky; a sky in which the great, massive sun was clad in levity. Sunlight poured gently upon all. What a blessing it would have been for the world if only the skies could remain clear. For tomorrow too, and for all days to come, I was to continue to pray for calm. To endure for those who cried, with desperation I remained in prayer.

And then, one freezing, forlorn, soulless, stagnant, drizzly day we died. Or so I thought…