Akame Ga Kl

There’s a trend infecting stories lately—all because of boys reading these stories rather than men. Villains who think being "dark" means having dead eyes, a tragic past, and a dick that solves all problems. They get betrayed once, and suddenly it's their life's mission to destroy the world—or worse, emotionally blackmail heroines in the name of “revenge.” Slap on a black coat, stare at walls, say something like "love is weakness"—and boom, readers start calling them “deep.” But let’s be honest: > They’re not villains. They’re just edgy losers with a god complex and a hard-on trying to satisfy the inferiority of their readers. Some of them turn so cold, they forget why they started. Others get so lust-drunk, they think sleeping with a heroine is “domination.” That making her cry is “control.” They think power is measured by how many women they can ruin. But really? > They’re just boys trying to look like men. Just like their followers who are the boys who hide their masculinity inside a woman's virginity. They go around in the review section asking if the women of the main character would be stolen and all... giving it fantasy names like NTR and all nonsense. As if they want to scream their fear out. "Please don't, I hate it... because I am a gay who doesn't even have the confidence that my woman will remember me once she gets someone better...." one of the loser’s internal thoughts. They don't want their puny hearts to be crushed. Their masculinity is so weak that it crumbles the moment they think about some other man having the women they love and her forgetting those boys for the men. And they just project that weakness of themselves in their main characters, thinking that just like them, their main characters should be weak, should be a fantasy monger who hoards women like trying to hide the incapabilities of those followers who never in their life would have held a hand of a woman. Harem has now become a way to satisfy weak audiences who feel more women mean more security for their hearts. Forgetting that Harem in truth means the masculinity is so HUGE that it needs an ocean of FEMININE to hold. Tch, not like the boys with breakups and fear of being cucked will ever realize. They treat fantasy as escape and character as their way to feel that they are men. So, naturally, to have such a huge amount of followers, authors are forced to pour the density of such books holding such weak characters in the form of the cold MC who collects harem, manipulates one or two, fucks around, and finally satisfies readers until they feel bored and drop the book.... Because to those followers, they themselves realize in the long run that the story isn't satisfying even if the villain is the same cruel man. So why? Simply because they were until now reading kind boys wearing the mask of a man, and acting as a villain. Their MC, just like them, doesn't even know themselves, their needs, and what their inner soul wants... not understanding that... Fucking a woman doesn't make you her god. Breaking her spirit doesn't make you a king. And calling yourself a villain just because you were too weak to heal? That’s not power—that’s coping. And for followers—that's doping. Real villains? They don’t whine. They don’t treat women like checkboxes or trophies. They don’t mistake lust for legacy. > They don’t need to act cruel. They are cruel. Calm. Focused. Dangerous in silence. They don’t need to chase power—they embody it. This story isn’t about a guy who gets played and suddenly thinks he’s entitled to vengeance sex. This is about a villain who doesn’t.... Ah, screw this shit. Just read the story already!

The Ghost of a Whisper It was said that the wind in Drevenica could carry secrets — old ones, painful ones. Whispers caught between pine trees and mountains, tangled in the fog, never truly dying. Some called them legends, others called them warnings. But Adrian Varek knew better. He had lived one of those whispers once. And now, ten years later, it was calling him back.

Northern England. Oldgrove. Alex Ryan hasn’t had an easy life. Abandoned at a gas station at birth, she grew up in an orphanage, rejected like damaged goods by every adoptive family due to her cold and withdrawn nature. Now she survives working as a bouncer in a club and taking part in illegal knife fights. But everything changes when Michael Barclay crashes into her life—because Michael is a werewolf, the youngest son of Oldgrove’s pack leader... On a starless night, Alex saves the wolf-man’s life, and from that moment on, their fates will be forever entwined.

Part 2. Traveling through billions of universes like Vleues

Qu'est-ce qui était pire que la mort elle-même ? Eh bien, c'était mourir en sachant que personne ne vous regretterait, en sachant que votre mort était un service rendu à tous ceux que vous aviez connus. C'était exactement ce que je ressentais le jour où je suis mort. J'étais le fruit de l'amour du Roi Alpha de l'Éclipse, à une époque où le lien d'âme sœur était considéré comme sacré, un enfant né hors mariage n'était rien de moins que sacrilège... 'C'était sa faute, il aimait quelqu'un d'autre que son âme sœur...' 'C'était sa faute, il avait eu une connaissance charnelle d'une femme humaine.' 'Tout était de sa faute, mon seul crime était d'être né de sa luxure.' Mais pourquoi ce Roi Alpha qui était mon père était-il parfaitement en sécurité, alors que j'étais haï, méprisé et blâmé pour tout à la place ? Pourquoi devais-je être le pion de mon père, utilisé pour atteindre ses buts ? Pourquoi ne pouvais-je pas être rejeté comme tout le monde mais étais au lieu de cela assassiné par ma propre âme sœur ? Pourquoi ai-je été tué avant même d'avoir eu la chance de vivre ? J'avais mille questions et pourtant il n'y avait personne pour répondre et c'était exactement comme ça que je suis mort... Alors pourquoi mes yeux se sont-ils rouverts ce jour-là, un mois avant ma mort ? Était-ce à cause de mon petit secret ? Un secret que je ne dirai à personne d'autre qu'à vous... Au vu du titre de mon récit, vous devez penser que je suis un loup Oméga... Non, vous vous trompez... Je ne suis pas un loup Oméga, je suis un loup Alpha et mon nom est Oméga. ~Deuxième livre de la série la Renaissance des Loups-Garous. *Pas un préquel ou une suite à 'La Némésis du Roi Alpha', les deux livres ne sont pas liés si ce n'est pour le cadre du monde et le concept de Renaissance des Loup-Garous. *Couverture obtenue sur internet, tous les crédits vont à l'artiste original.*

Hunter Cha Eui-jae, who was dispatched to seal a rift that appeared over the West Sea, was flung out as soon as he closed the rift. When he came to his senses, he was lying in a garbage dump. Starving, he was drawn like a zombie is to blood to a hangover soup restaurant, where he realized that he had fallen into South Korea, eight years in the future. In this era, disaster alerts notify people of rift openings in advance, ASMR videos of slimes gathered from dungeons were trending, and idle hunters livestream unboxings of A-rank longswords. Unlike the past, where people trembled in fear of an impending apocalypse, the future was surprisingly peaceful, leaving Cha Eui-jae feeling empty. Since things had turned out this way, why not start a second chapter of life as a part-timer at the hangover soup restaurant, rather than being a hunter? “That’s strange.” “…” “Have we met somewhere before?” Cha Eui-jae’s plan to quietly spend his remaining days as the only part-time worker at the decades-old hangover soup restaurant goes awry when he encounters a mysterious, gas-masked individual… DISCLAIMER: The story credit goes to og translator and author

Je n'étais rien. Une oméga de basse condition, destinée à vivre dans l'ombre des loups plus forts. Mais la nuit de mon dix-huitième anniversaire, la lune avait d'autres plans pour moi. Mon partenaire était le fils d'un Alpha. Le problème ? Il n'était pas le seul. Les triplés Blackwood—Kael, Ronan, et Darian—portaient chacun la même marque qui les liait à moi. Pour devenir Luna, je devrais survivre au chaos de trois partenaires puissants, à une rivale jalouse qui voulait ma place et à un secret enfoui profondément dans ma lignée. Parce qu'être choisie par la lune n'a jamais été un don. C'était une malédiction.

In a world where the air is toxic, one must live surviving with links and bond or severing all bond and live in despair. In this world, a very few people are born with the ability to link with an object that contains any past trauma. These people are called the Bonders. A young man named Erno Linx is on a journey to the White Ring (an oxygen haven) but he must face obstacles to reach his goal, while still suffering from the loss of his mom and carrying her gas mask.

In a distant future, seven centuries after the cataclysmic mana storm, the world of Gaïa transformed into a realm infused with magic. The fabric of reality shifted, revealing the manifestation of stats, skills, and levels through ethereal windows, visible to all. A new era emerged, where humanity awoke to the concept of Classes, bestowing upon them unique abilities and the potential for greatness. However, only the truly exceptional would ascend to seize the Throne in this extraordinary Era of Players. Noah uttered profound words, his eyes shimmering with an unearthly force. "Life itself is akin to a prison, but fear not, for I, Death, shall set you free.'' °°° Discord: https://discord.com/invite/qxK8vcpF

Aki is just another ordinary guy working the night shift at a gas station in the heart of New York City. His life is simple, defined by the quiet routine of refueling cars, stocking shelves, and staying out of trouble. But one evening, as he's driving home through the bustling streets of the city, something extraordinary happens. As he navigates the busy roads, Aki and countless others unknowingly stumble upon a mysterious portal that tears open the very fabric of reality. From the rift emerge terrifying, otherworldly monsters—creatures unlike anything seen before. They descend upon the city with relentless fury, slaying anything in their path. The chaos is immediate and overwhelming, with the sound of screams filling the air as the creatures wreak havoc across the urban landscape. Amidst the madness, Aki finds himself caught in the chaos, fighting to survive in a world that no longer makes sense. In the blink of an eye, the city that was once familiar becomes a warzone. Aki, along with a handful of survivors, must navigate the wreckage, trying to escape the relentless assault of monstrous horrors that now roam the streets. But as the night wears on, Aki realizes that the line between the real world and the nightmare unfolding is quickly blurring. In a final desperate attempt to escape, Aki is cornered by the very monsters he tried to avoid. With his last breath, he witnesses the end of a world he once knew, and the people he met along the way, and he dies, being slain by the creatures that took everything. It was the end of the world, And the end of him. Or is it? P.S, this is an old synopsis and I'm too lazy to update it so yeh

The Dewan Group, also known as the Dewan Mushtaq Group (DMG), is one of Pakistan's most prominent and diversified industrial conglomerates. Established approximately 80 years ago, the group has evolved into a professionally managed entity with a significant presence in various sectors. Throughout the 1990s, DMG's flagship company, Dewan Salman Fibre, was recognized as the top-rated private company in Pakistan. The group's industrial diversity was unparalleled, encompassing nine listed companies across sectors such as textiles, synthetic fibers, sugar and allied products, oil and gas exploration, automotive assembly and parts manufacturing, cement, and general trading. In the automotive sector, DMG was notable for distributing luxury brands like BMW and Rolls Royce in Pakistan. The group also ventured into retail with DMART shops and employed approximately 16,000 individuals at its peak. Despite facing financial challenges in the late 2000s, including significant debt defaults, the Dewan Group has remained a key player in Pakistan's industrial landscape. Its commitment to economic growth and sectoral diversification continues to contribute significantly to the country's development. Today, the Dewan Group comprises over 17 companies, employing more than 12,000 personnel, with an annual turnover of around Rs. 46 billion (USD 759 million) and fixed assets exceeding Rs. 27 billion (USD 447 million).

part 1.This story will tell you how our entire universe began. Story from darkness to cosmos

Trapped within a poisoned world and stalked by monstrous beings known as the Withered, humanity clings to survival behind decaying walls and endless war. In the shadow of legends, a boy named Kael Ranz grows up in silence—haunted by the sacrifice of his brother, Dren, and hated by the family that blames him for living. Cast out and forgotten, Kael devotes his life to one purpose: vengeance. After six years of brutal training in the military barracks, Kael earns a place in the Phantom Line—an elite unit bred for one thing: surviving the gas, and killing what waits within it. But Kael’s past resurfaces when he hesitates to kill a Withered... and realizes it’s his brother’s reanimated corpse. But there may be something more than meets the eye.

Milica is part of an independent investigation team tasked with looking into a series of disappearances involving young girls of various races—some elves, some humans, and even a few small dragons. All reports point to one odd location: an old, abandoned wooden house on the outskirts of the Fairy Forest, a place usually avoided by magical creatures.Armed with her intelligence, Milica sneaks in alone. However, things do not go as planned. As soon as she enters the house, a young human man is seen rushing to escape. Milica chases him with a strong instinct, but an invisible trap awaits: strange pink gas fills the room, paralysing her body and clouding her consciousness.

A young aspiring racer has to face different obstacles on the road before he reaches the finish line. Kairo Rosales knows that he is the king of the road—battling against the speed of light reaching the finish line. However, sudden turns of event lead him to a different race; the race of his life. No more brakes, just breaking limits—pushing the gas pedal until the final lap.

Almond Crowshade war der letzte überlebende Mensch in einer sterbenden Welt, deren Bewohner es nicht rechtzeitig geschafft hatten, den 30. Stock des Großen Abgrund-Labyrinths zu erobern. Die Welt wurde zerstört, und Almond war der Letzte, der trotz der bevorstehenden Vernichtung des Planeten den 30. Stock mehrmals herausforderte. Er besiegte schließlich den Stockboss mit seinem letzten Atemzug, indem er ein wahres Erwachen erlebte und ein X-Rang-Merkmal erwarb, das grenzenloses Potenzial symbolisierte. Leider hatte er gewonnen, aber es gab keine Heimat oder Zukunft mehr, wofür er gekämpft hatte. Doch eine geheimnisvolle Gestalt tauchte auf, die Mitleid und Belustigung empfand. "Dies ist ein zu kostbares und unterhaltsames Spielzeug, um es hier verrotten zu lassen. Du sollst wiedergeboren werden und aufsteigen, um die Dinge interessant zu machen." [Transfer in eine andere Welt wird eingeleitet...] [Deine Erinnerungen werden versiegelt, und du wirst in einer anderen Welt wiedergeboren, die wie diese das Tutorial der Grimwelt begrüßt hat. Das Klären jedes Stockwerks des Großen Abgrund-Labyrinths wird einen Teil deiner Erinnerungen freischalten, bis zum 10. Stock, auf dem du deine vollen Erinnerungen zurückerhältst.] 'Ich gebe dir eine zweite Chance. Diesmal musst du das Tutorial der Grimwelt abschließen und ins große Spiel einsteigen, um die Dinge interessant und unterhaltsam zu machen.' [Viel Glück.]

What began as a strangely dim morning quickly turned into a nightmare when air rockets, mistaken for extra suns, rained down on the peaceful city. Panic erupted as the rockets devastated the land, killing thousands. Amid the chaos, a young boy desperately searched for his family, only to find his father and sister dead and his mother fatally wounded. She died in his arms, leaving him completely alone. The boy survived, along with only a few of his friends, and witnessed the horrifying aftermath in a hospital filled with victims of the attack. The aggressor was revealed to be Velmora, a powerful neighboring country that forced Dravencia into a crushing treaty, costing them two-thirds of their land. Told as a bedtime story by a grandfather to his grandson John, this emotional tale explores the pain of loss, the trauma of war, and the enduring hope for justice. Though the war officially ended, for the boy, the battle within never truly stopped.

> Kita deket, tapi bukan pacar. Kita saling bales chat tiap hari, tapi bukan siapa-siapa. Kita pernah sama-sama suka... tapi gak ada yang pernah ngaku duluan. Ini cerita tentang dua orang yang terlalu takut kehilangan, sampai lupa kalau rasa itu cuma kuat kalau disuarakan. Kadang, yang paling nyakitin itu bukan kehilangan... tapi kesempatan yang gak pernah diambil.

“A man who wears a thousand faces. A past drenched in blood. And a future balanced on the edge of a knife.” Kenny, code-named FarFlame, is a master spy with unmatched combat skills, a face that changes with every mission, and a heart hidden behind layers of grief and vengeance. In a world ruled by unseen powers, shifting alliances, and devastating technology, he’s not just fighting enemies — he’s fighting fate itself. Each mission takes him deeper into the global underworld: from the deadly underground fighting rings of Mexico to the lush valleys of Bhutan, from espionage in Indian temples to gas warfare in China, and ultimately, into the twisted heart of betrayal that started it all. Alongside Kenny is Khushi, a fierce agent-turned-lover; Rael, his young apprentice with a mysterious gift; and a web of allies and traitors — like Lyna, the hacker whose final words echo across nations, and Dieogo, a warlord built from Kenny’s own legacy. But as secrets unravel, a terrifying truth rises: Kenny may not just be the hero… but the architect of everything.

The world turns upside down when a special gas spreads across the entire world, giving people abilities, and those people are called mutants. Harrison William Argent, a mutant, heads to Ex. Vox Academy, a school for mutants, in search of his mother’s killer, and to find a way to get rid of all mutants forever.

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You know what’s funny? These days, every so-called villain story is the same. Some guy gets betrayed, turns cold, starts playing 5D chess with people’s lives, acts heartless—but deep down, he’s always the victim. Always wearing that mask of pain to justify why he’s screwing others over. It’s become a trend. If he’s not manipulating the heroines, crushing the hero under his boots, and pretending like he’s saving the world by destroying it, people say he’s not a real villain—just another edgy antihero. But me? I don’t see villains like that. To me, a villain is just… a human. A man who’s kind when he chooses to be, cruel when he has to be. He’s not trying to prove anything to the world—he just refuses to be someone else’s puppet. And yeah, sometimes that means breaking rules, breaking trust, even breaking people. This story? It’s not about redemption or pity. It’s about a man the world calls a villain, but who’s just doing what he must to survive in a world that was never fair to begin with. He plays fate like a rigged game. The heroines? Destined for someone else? He rewrites that. Make them love him... because he can. The ‘son of heaven’? He crushes him, not for glory—but to show the heavens he’s not below them. Yeah, he lies. Makes promises he never plans to keep. He takes what he wants, even if it means tearing down everything in his way—including love. But if you look a little closer… beneath all that chaos and manipulation… there’s a heart. Not soft. Not perfect. But real. This isn’t the story of a man trying to be a villain. This is the story of a man who stopped pretending to be one. In this story, the heroines will feel. Really feel. Not just cry on cue or exist to fall in love—they’ll ache, rage, doubt, hope. And the villain? He’ll feel too. But not in the way that makes him soft or fragile. No, his emotions make him terrifying. He doesn’t run from what he feels—he owns it. Wields it. Turns it into fuel. So when he falls for someone, it’s not a weakness—it’s a warning. Because once he decides he wants her, he’ll make sure she falls too. Not by luck. Not by fate. By design. That’s the difference. He doesn’t fall in love hoping to be loved back. He falls in love, and then bends her world until it becomes inevitable. And no, he won’t save her out of pity. He’ll destroy anyone who touches what’s his—but never out of mercy. His pity is saved for people who were too shallow to understand him in the first place. See, this villain isn’t the typical archetype. He’s not cold for the sake of being cold. He’s not pretending to be empty inside. He feels more than anyone else—more than the heroines, more than the so-called heroes. That’s what makes him dangerous. He can love deeper. Hurt harder. Manipulate smarter. And that’s why he has to be just a little more ruthless than them all. Because in a world that demands you hide your heart to survive—he doesn’t hide it. He sharpens it. TAGS— Villain MC, Antihero, R-18, Dark, Manipulative Protagonist, Netorare (NTR), Smut, Possessive Male Lead, Yandere, Harem, Reverse NTR, Mature, Psychological, Cold Protagonist, Revenge, No Redemption, Scheming MC, Ruthless MC, Obsession, Overpowered MC, Seduction, Love and Betrayal, Dark Romance, Emotional Manipulation, Heartbreak, Love-Hate Relationship, Power Play, Mind Games, Tragic Past, Slow Burn, Dominant Male Lead, Twisted Love, Alpha Male, Dark Fantasy, System, Morally Grey MC, Complex Relationships, Red Flags, Gaslighting, Unforgivable Actions, Villainous Love Interest, Control, Domination, Ambiguous Morality, Forbidden Romance, MILFs

Ironford diselimuti kabut dan jelaga, kota tua tempat rahasia berdetak di antara rantai besi dan lentera gas. Di malam Halloween, seorang wanita tanpa masa lalu, Theresa “Tess” Miller datang bukan untuk menari di keramaian bertopeng, melainkan untuk memburu bisikan rencana perang yang tak pernah tertulis. Ia menyusup di antara buruh yang tangannya berjelaga, menelusuri lorong pabrik tua, dan mendengar nama-nama yang hanya diucapkan dengan berbisik. Di balik dinding Ravenmere Steel & Rifles, Tess mencari lebih dari sekadar kertas atau peta. Ia mengejar kebenaran yang bisa membakar dua kekuatan besar. Namun setiap cahaya punya bayangannya sendiri. Dan semakin dekat ia ke pusat rahasia, semakin kabur batas antara pengkhianatan, kesetiaan… dan siapa sebenarnya yang diburu.

Max es un chico de 17 años con nada en particular que vive con su abuelo hasta que su vida daría un cambio brusco al conocer a cierta persona que lo llevaría a recorrer el mundo en busca de si mismo para ser el salvador de la terrible era que se avecinaba junto con la ayuda de su compañeros.

After dying in a gas explosion, Bai Xue was reborn in Bai Ruxue's body. Fortunately, she still had her supermarket pocket dimension. It contained rice, noodle, grains, oil, vegetables, fruits, snacks, clothing, and all sorts of goods she'd need. She exchanged her resources for a house, a car, a new job, and gold! With this supermarket, I can get anything in the world. A man with the surname of Zhang showed up one day. "How can I repay you for saving my life?"In the end, the handsome man decided to offer his body to repay her for saving his life!

Lorsque sa mère tombe gravement malade, Siwon est prêt à tout pour la sauver — même à accepter l’offre d’un inconnu influent qui lui tend la main au moment où tout s’effondre. Dans une société où ton statut d’Alpha, Bêta ou Oméga dicte ta place, Siwon, jeune Oméga au tempérament bien trempé, se retrouve propulsé dans un monde d’élites, de règles invisibles et de regards hautains. Alors qu’il tente de s’y faire une place, il croise le chemin de Baek Hyunjin — un Alpha froid, charismatique, aussi mystérieux qu’arrogant. Leur rencontre, brutale et inattendue, marquera le début d’un lien complexe,

Baz rishte khoon se Nahin khamoshi se bandhte Hain. Baz talukat ka bojh sadiyon ke razon se bhari hota hai Kahani Vahi hoti hai jo sirf alfaaz mein Nahin khamoshiyon mein bhi sans leti ho yah Kahani hai do duniyaon ki hidaya jise Goya jameen se katkar banaya Gaya hai jis ka mahel (qasr e hidaya) apne andr ek berahm sakoot chupy howe ha doosri janib khanzada haweli jis ke deewaron main rawayat ke khushboo basi ha UMER SOMRO ... Taqt aur himat ka nishan hidaya ka mzboot hakim Berik ke khufya tanzeem ka sarbarah jo hr fesla hikmat s leta Hidaya jhan razon ke bazgasht thi mgr tanhae ka raj tha wo mzboot insan dil m ek swal lye phirta tha HALE NOOR...khanzada haweli ka noor wo lrki jo bajamal r rawayton ke ameen ha mgr us ke sitara ankhon main chattano k jasi mzbooti ha ... Ye kahani ha ishq ke Umer or Hale ka ishq kya ishq r wafa ka ho ga imtihan ya hidaya ka raz sabit ho ga un ke rah ke sb s bri rukawat ye kahani us raz k gird ghoomti ha jis s in sb ke zindagian juri hain or usi ka naam " Sirr e Hidaya" ha...

What if perfection hides its own shadows? What if the world’s most advanced utopia begins to dream—restless, wild, and uncertain? In Gaïa-City, sunlight nourishes forests and algorithms alike. Scarcity is a myth, and every citizen’s growth is guided by the Judgment System—a web of quests, XP, and ever-unfolding possibilities. But as newcomers arrive, cracks appear beneath the flawless surface: mysterious glitches, memories rewritten, and ancient codes whispering from the roots of the city itself. Amina, Clara, Léo, and Mateo—visionaries, rebels, artists—must navigate the shifting line between harmony and control, progress and freedom. Together, they’ll confront the question at the heart of their world: When the system meant to serve all begins to change, who decides what it means to be truly alive? Dive into a solarpunk epic of hope, doubt, and awakening, where every action shapes tomorrow, and even the light casts its own secrets.