Terminally-Ill Genius Dark Knight - Chapter 112

Lin Wan has passed through the book, and she has become the stepmother of the male protagonist at a young age. The cheap husband is a serious business boss, indifferent and decisive. The three stepsons have very different personalities, and one is more difficult to deal with than the other.

Later, Lin Wan was forced to participate in a parent-child variety show with her stepsons. Five groups of families, one group is more harmonious than one group, of course…except for Lin Wan.

After the variety show was broadcast, Lin Wan became the control group. Other families ordered their parents to cook. They were full of color, fragrance, and filial piety. Lin Wan and his three stepsons ignored each other, compressed biscuits and ham sausages, and the atmosphere was eerily silent.

In other family nights, the whole family counts the stars and watches the moon together. Isn’t it sweet? Lin Wan and his three stepsons tell each other horror stories viciously, scaring the audience in front of the screen!

Netizens watched while scolding, and later they found that the atmosphere of Lin Wan’s control group had changed! Why does the eldest son say he doesn’t like his stepmother with a proud face, but secretly buys a scarf for his stepmother! Why did the second son say he liked his father more, but voted for his stepmother for the person he liked the most! Why does the youngest son secretly stuff his favorite candy under his stepmother’s pillow in the middle of the night!

Netizens are confused, but this arrogant stepson and Xianyu stepmother are so good!

Mysterious boss vs salty fish fairy & male and female protagonists Shuangjie

- Description from novelbuddy

I Was Born as a Dragon Prince… But Can’t my life be little peaceful?Hatched as the son of the strongest Dragon Empress, life should be all about power, glory, and world domination—should be. But honestly? That sounds exhausting. All this prince wants is a life of cuddles, snacks, and afternoon naps in his mother’s lap.Too bad his doting mother, a yandere maid, and his overprotective older sister have other plans—plans that usually involve him getting smothered, spoiled, or dragged into chaos. And let’s not even mention his aunt, who seems a little too happy to have him around.But can he truly live the slow life when he’s the center of everyone’s obsession? With dragons, elves, and who-knows-what-else vying for his attention, peace might be harder to find than treasure in a dragon’s hoard.———————————————[Warning: This novel contains degeneracy, fluff, and enough family bonding to make you question your morals.]A heartwarming, chaotic, and slightly unhinged slice-of-life story where the strongest creatures in the world fight over who gets to spoil the prince the most. Wholesome? Yes. Unhinged? Absolutely.Will he survive their love… or just give in and enjoy it?Hop in. Your degenerate heart will thank you!---------Harem- A lotRomance- In builtNetori- Not at any costSchool-life- For sureRevenge- Not a lotSmut- No but,Sex scene- yes----------

I was always alone, throughout my life. People looked at me with disdain because I was an orphan without parents. Constant abuse followed me everywhere. I lost touch with how to interact with others.With each passing day, I grew more distant from my emotions until I scarcely recognized myself. The warmth of family and friendship felt foreign to me.In the end, I snapped, and I became what I hated the most... something that wasn't human anymore... something that shouldn't have been born...That was until I was reincarnated as Lucas Nightstar, granted a second chance at a happy life with a loving family. Now, I would do anything to protect them, live my life to the fullest, and was willing to destroy anyone who dares stand in my way of my newfound peace. Yet...Little did I know what fate had in store for me.

When the admissions office of Witch Academy called, I was stunned—I had been accepted into a school I never imagined I could touch.Yes, I am a boy and it is an all-girls’ academy, but they did not mind, so I saw no reason to object. I had applied secretly, without telling my family, just to take a chance.But as soon as those striking seniors greeted us newcomers—pressing every boy against the wall with a knowing smile—I realized things were about to spin out of control.“Oh, come now, you sweet little freshman,” one of them said smoothly, her voice full of mischief. “Don’t make this difficult for me, your big sis. Swallow this core and transform into a witch like me, alright?”She held the glowing orb before us, half-threatening, half-teasing, almost inviting the new boys to react. It was clear she enjoyed it—the blend of fear and resistance in their expressions. Our unease seemed to be her personal amusement.After all, they only had this opportunity once a year.