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    Transmigrating into the stallion novel he hates most is bad enough, but why did it have to be into the body of one of the protagonist's wives? Shen Yuan spends exactly two months dealing with harem intrigues, sullen maids and his husband utterly ignoring him before he decides to go on an extended holiday. Very extended. Surely no one will care if he just forgets about being married and becomes a cultivator, right?

    (In which Luo Binghe goes on a quest to bring his errant husband home and Shen Yuan takes him on an adventure instead.)

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    Fully illustrated by @_sunshine_dies_

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    11 Feb 2026

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    A-Yuan shrieked and Wei Ying couldn't reach these zombies, he'd run out of juice and he couldn’t catch his breath. The bike was barely upright, he couldn't keep it that way and use his sword at the same time, it was over.

    He curled forward over A-Yuan and screwed his eyes shut to brace against the pain.

    It didn't come. Something cool and clean rushed over his head and the zombie cries abruptly cut off.

    In which Wei Ying is a necromancer in the middle of a zombie apocalpyse but that's only where he begins. Sometimes the darkest night brings the brightest dawn.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    16 Feb 2021

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    18 Oct 2023

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    Forty minutes into her book signing, Pepper’s hand is cramping up. Seeing herself perfunctorily smiling back at her from cover after cover after cover, is getting at her. It isn’t often that she wishes for someone to interrupt and insist on a photo. Or for one of these large, heavy bookcases to topple over and fall on top of her.
    The next woman who shuffles up to her table, book clutched in her arms, might just be her selfie-saving-grace. She certainly has the wild-eyed look of starstruck-ness. Pepper smiles and holds out a hand to take the book from her.
    The woman doesn’t relinquish it. “Ms. Stark,” she murmurs in a low voice. “My nephew Peter ran away. And I need the Avengers to find him.”
    Pepper knows how to respond to requests like these. Kind but firm. Thirteen thousand people go missing in New York every year, and it’s heartbreaking, but the Avengers can’t possibly—
    “Trust me,” the woman says. “You’ll want to hear me out.”

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    12 Oct 2025