Ghost Catching System - Chapter 718 - 717 Nightfall_1

“My dad just married the Queen of Hell… and now she’s cooking me breakfast in a bathrobe.”Kazuki Sakamoto was your average awkward university student—until his father remarried a stunning woman from a mysterious dating site. Now, he’s living with Lilith: a dangerously seductive, battle-hardened demon queen trying (and failing) to blend into modern Japanese suburbia.She torches toasters for fun. Summons eyeball familiars to spy on him at school. Wears his dad’s shirts like she owns the place (because she kinda does). And worst of all? She’s disturbingly good at playing the “loving stepmom” role… with a wink that says she knows exactly what she’s doing.Caught between sanity, seduction, and spontaneous hellfire, Kazuki must survive:• A stepmother who flirts like a villainess with a mission• A house full of demonic chaos• And the terrifying possibility that he’s starting to like it⸻A romantic comedy harem full of magic, mischief, misunderstandings—and one very dangerous MILF.If you like seductive demon queens, chaotic slice-of-life, and nonstop supernatural comedy, this is your next obsession.

If 'Jujutsu Kaisen' and 'John Wick' f**ked, then had a baby, this would probably be it:Detached mass Murder experimenting on deaths?Yandere himouto who'd threaten her father and do background murders for her brother?A Divine Wolf who jokes about blending people and cannibalism?This is the package.___________________“The first time I felt the particles, I thought I was going insane.”Naturally, as the heir to a fading Yakuza empire, Ken Kurosawa knew violence. But nothing prepared him for the day he awoke to a world only he could see. Strange, shimmering particles floated in the air, whispering secrets of the unseen. When he reached out… the world bent to his will.At first, he used this power—Kami-Jutsu, he found it to be—to protect his family. A masked figure in a shadow-cloaked hood, he slaughtered his father’s rivals in the dead of night, their blood staining Tokyo’s underbelly. But with each kill, the particles grew louder.Now, as ancient factions hunt him and a prophecy unfolds, Ken must master his godlike abilities before something apocalyptic emerge from the depths of the underworld.The Yakuza’s son will learn: some truths are deadlier than bullets.

[Warning: The title might be named this way, but we’re actually NOT on hiatus.]I’m a third-rate writer, Yu Il-Shin.So don’t think that I’m actually a god; it’s just a name.One day, I experienced the much-anticipated awakening, but my newfound skill was… kinda weird?…In the small world connected through my mobile phone where the little, weak ants were getting killed regarded me as their god?

After years of exile, Marcus is coming back home. A powerful mage with few equals, Marcus lives in a world full of monsters and powerful adepts, many of which have bad histories with him. But he has not come back to pursue vengeance or start a fight. All Marcus wants to do is reconnect with old friends, build himself a house, and maybe train a successor or two.Alas, the world didn’t stop just because Marcus went into exile, and not everyone is content to let go of old grievances. Strange things are happening in the world at large, too, hinting at a looming disaster of unknown nature. Still, where there is a will, there is a way.If nothing else, Marcus has a lot of magical power to throw at problems.+++Zenith of Sorcery is set in its own original setting and isn’t related to Mother of Learning… beyond being written by the same person, of course. This is a more classical fantasy story than my previous one, with a lower level of technology and stuff like elves and dwarves, but it has a lot of worldbuilding effort put into it and its own complex magical system. The story has significant xianxia influences, but isn’t meant to be a xianxia story.For those of you not familiar with my previous work, I write relatively slowly. I intend to publish chapters at the rate of one chapter every three or four weeks, subject to further delays as life intervenes.