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Tigers beget tigers, and lions beget lions. But not in this case. Mao Jin, the only son of the Dust Valley Sect Master, became the laughingstock of the sect due to his trashy talent. At eighteen, he was still stuck in the Mortal Rank-1 realm, with no hope of breaking through to the next stage. Even his parents had given up on him as a cultivator, wishing only for him to live a mortal life. However, everything changed when Mao Jin earned his first income. That was when he realized—what he truly needed wasn’t talent, but money. With money comes unparalleled talents. From a nobody to a visionary, watch as Mao Jin transforms the Dust Valley Sect into a thriving business hub while rising to power!

After three years on the run, her ex-husband cornered her in the bathroom. Since then, he wouldn't let her out of his sight. Su Hongxing felt helpless due to the fact that her ex-husband was not only powerful but he was also very clingy. He was over-protective, easily jealous, and extremely possessive. Men who got too close to her would either lose their jobs or go missing. Her ex-husband tried being gentle, but that didn't work. He then used whatever methods he could think of that get back together with her. "You've stolen my heart and body, and now you're even stealing my children. You have no choice but to marry me and spend the rest of your life making it up to me!"

She was once a revered divine doctor but was betrayed and framed by a jealous senior sister, resulting in her soul transmigrating to another world. In a strange world, with her emaciated body, a poor family, a kind but bullied disabled father, and malicious relatives. An accident granted her the divine eyes, allowing her to not only see people's past and predict their future but also to discern the condition of their bodies. Even more peculiar was the worn bracelet on her hand, which turned out to be a space artifact from ancient times. The world was vast, and there were many eccentrics who ridiculed her family's status, unaware that in secrecy, she was a mysterious figure whom countless influential figures wanted to invite over for tea. Yet, as she relished the pleasures of being reborn, there were always people trying to provoke her! President Mo, what do you want?! If I can't provoke you, I can always hide from you, right?!

Qiao Nian lived in the Qiao family’s house for 18 years before her biological parents found her. Suddenly, all the wealthy families in the city knew that the Qiao family had a fake daughter! A true daughter of an affluent family would be talented, gentle, and kind. A fake daughter would not be able to pick up any skills and accomplish nothing. Everyone wanted to see how miserable she would become when she went back to her ravine after being kicked out of a rich family! Qiao Nian also thought that her biological parents were poor teachers from Luohe County. Who knew that her brother drove a Phaeton that was worth three hundred thousand yuan! Her biological father was also a professor who taught at Tsinghua University! The big boss of the family of scums became a bootlicker and bowed in front of her grandpa… Qiao Nian was dumbfounded. Erm… this wasn’t the same as saying yes! After being freed from the family of scums, Qiao Nian was able to be herself. She was the top student in the college entrance examination, a live broadcast star and the heir of an invaluable cultural heritage… Her identities were revealed and when she started to appear on the hot searches in the city, the family of scums turned green. The anti-fans mocked: What’s the point of trying to fake an image? Aren’t you just sticking to my brother everyday? Qiao Nian responded: I’m sorry but I already have a match. Top Brother: @Qiao Nian. Let me introduce her to everyone. This is my sister. Wealthy Grandpa: My dear granddaughter, why are you working so hard? If you want a bicycle, grandpa will buy it for you! The rich and powerful in Beijing spread a rumor that Master Wang was hiding a wife in his luxurious house. No matter how much people tried to persuade him, he never took her out to meet anyone. If he were asked, he would say the same sentence. “My wife is from the countryside and she is shy.” That was until one day when someone saw the noble and cold Master Wang holding a girl’s slender waist while hiding in a corner of a wall and muttering with red eyes. “Baby, when will you give me a title?” [Fake daughter who is from a truly wealthy family] + [Two big bosses]

Charlotte was once the envied consort of the Baron of Blood, Julius Glaive. However, after one drunken mistake she was forced to flee, knowing the child in her belly couldn't be his. From the pampered life as a royal consort, to the unscrupulous life one would have to live as a refugee on the run, will she be able to adapt? Or will she fall victim to the many traps life has to offer? Read on to find out

The book follows two main characters: one driven by the desire to become a god to seek revenge for his friend's death, while the other seeks to kill the gods to avenge her mother. As their paths intertwine, they embark on a journey filled with twists and challenges, exploring themes of power, vengeance, and the consequences of playing with divine forces. Their conflicting motivations create a gripping narrative that explores the depths of human ambition and the price of seeking justice in a world ruled by gods.

As a fiery young shrew, Xu Weilai was confident that no one would be able to resist her charms. However, time and again, she was thwarted by Gu Yu. Not only had he not taken responsibility for her, he had also dissolved his betrothal to her, causing her to be a laughingstock. Three years later, she did her best to stay as far away from him as possible. But how…? She’d met him by chance at a banquet. She’d met him by chance at dinner. She’d even met him by chance while on the way to the washroom! This had to be a curse! Finally, the heartless Gu Yu coldly warned, “If you appear before me again, I won’t let you off!” Xu Weilai was so frightened that she booked the next flight out of the country! But who could have predicted that the man she was seated beside… was none other than he again! Oh no! Her life was flashing before her eyes!

Ayunda wakes up to find herself in the body of someone else who shares her name. She’s now the youngest of four older brothers. But what’s even more surprising than her completely new life is the fact that she’s already married—and her husband, who always seems warm and polite, turns out to be a clever old fox who can talk!

Astoria spent the first half of her life creating protagonists. Rags to riches, the ring grandpa, the reincarnated expert—there wasn't a troupe she hadn't written a story about or wasn't an expert on. However, what would happen if, after an unexpected death, some mysterious force suddenly took her away from her home world and into a world of cultivation during a protagonist's awakening? A stupidly talented youth whose family was exterminated? An unknown childhood sweetheart? A black ring he was unable to take off? Even a divine spirit beast who didn't leave his shoulder?? Was Astoria brought to this new world to witness the rise of this world's child of fate? She didn't know, but with her knowledge and the greatest blank slate she could work with, Astoria was sure this random youth would become something. She would bet her ex-career on it. ————————————————————————— If you like this type of novel or my writing in general, be sure to check out my other novels, Pay-to-Win Martial Emperor and Rebirth of a Divine Lord, or Transmigration: Children of the Plane. ————————————————————————— Personal Links. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/3ybfHXxxBg Support me here at Kofi! https://ko-fi.com/slarbi123

In the aftermath of Lal Bahadur Shastri’s untimely death, India stands at a crossroads. The nation, recovering from war and economic turmoil, is torn between emerging political factions, bureaucratic stagnation, and foreign influence. Amidst this uncertainty, a man awakens in an unfamiliar body—the adopted grandson of the late prime minister—with memories of another life intact. At first, he remains an outsider, watching as power struggles within the government and resistance from entrenched elites threaten to push India into deeper instability. But as corruption tightens its grip on the system and opportunities for progress slip away, he realizes that silence is no longer an option. With a mind sharpened by modern knowledge and a heart devoted to the country’s future, he steps into the political arena—not as a ruler, but as a reformer. Balancing ambition with integrity, he builds alliances, navigates treacherous power plays, and works to reshape India’s industries, governance, and global standing. Yet, every step forward comes at a cost, forcing him to walk a fine line between diplomacy and strategy, loyalty and necessity. In a world where power is fleeting and idealism alone is not enough, can he lead India toward prosperity without compromising his principles? Or will the weight of history force him to make impossible choices? Warning: This is a work of fiction and does not depict real events, individuals, or political entities. Any similarities to actual people, organizations, or historical events are purely coincidental. The story explores various aspects of politics, including both criticism and praise of different ideologies and governance styles. The author does not endorse or oppose any political party. The intent is to provide a compelling narrative, not to reflect real-world political opinions.

Determined to make something out of her life, Trinity, whose wish was to make her mother proud and walk tall in front of her enemies, received her chance on the day that she got fired from work. A moment that was supposed to bring her down and turn her into a laughingstock provided her with an opportunity and one she wouldn’t let go of easily. After being raised by her mother singlehandedly, she just wanted to return that grace and make her mama proud, but it wasn’t as easy as she thought. The reality was very harsh and taught her grave lessons. That wish nearly failed to get fulfilled until that unfortunate and fortunate day. They always say that when a door closes, another door opens, and that’s exactly what she experienced on that day. It was a day that she would never forget and always be grateful for the rest of her life. Bound to a tycoon system, Trinity vowed to work hard until she made it and made her mama proud like she had envisioned. Add the book to your library, follow the story, and vote.

Reign Volks the heir of duchy of Northern empire was a prideful man and he could give up anything for that sole title, even his long love. But who knew that would be his biggest regret of his supposedly victorious life. Does he deserve a second chance? Will he be able to turn the hourglass of fate? Will he succeed in his sole mission of loving his beloved Cylus better?.......

There is definitely a fine line between hate and love. a young girl whose heart has known no other than hate, crosses path with her first love, after being separated for over ten years. Melody's involvement in an accident which results to her loss of memory seems to be a secret in the family. will the memories of love return ? To get to the truth, what else would she need to uncover?

Claireriss Lopez never imagined that a single encounter could change everything. She was just an ordinary girl, living her campus life, until he appeared—someone who made her thoughts run wild, someone who captured her attention so effortlessly, someone who made her heart race with just a fleeting moment. Her First Love Again? Is it the same person or someone new? Let the love unfold—unexpected, uncertain, yet undeniably real.

When real life divorce and loneliness becomes a fairy tale after a chance encounter with a movie star, Pearl’s life turns into a love triangle she wasn’t prepared for. Rock stardom and romance and getting a second chance at life and love means everything.

Pontus has struck without warning, again. The Third Pontic-Inazuman War has ignited, shattering the fragile peace between the two seafaring nations. As fleets clash under crimson skies, Admiral Sangonomiya Kokomi of Inazuma must lead her armada against the cunning and relentless Pontic garrison. In a theater of war spanning uncharted waters and treacherous coastlines, loyalties are tested, alliances are forged, and betrayal lurks in the depths. With the fate of her nation hanging by a thread, Kokomi faces not only the enemy but the ghosts of her past and a dangerous secret that could turn the tide of the war—or destroy everything she holds dear. Amidst the roar of cannons and the whisper of waves, honor and survival become inseparable in this tale of maritime strategy, sacrifice, and the enduring spirit of the warrior. "Waves of Honor" immerses readers in a Japanese-inspired naval epic where every decision carries the weight of an empire.

The night should have been steeped in darkness, but instead, the heavens blazed. A second sun rose over the Kingdom of Eldoria, bathing the land in ethereal gold. Flowers bloomed in an instant, their petals unfurling as if reaching for an unseen deity. The animals of the Whispering Woods stirred, their cries rising in eerie harmony. It was a sign. A rare omen. A child of the elements had been born. But not one child—two. Inside the Dravenhart estate, hidden deep within the forest, screams shattered the unnatural stillness. Lady Althea Dravenhart clung to the sweat-drenched sheets, her body wracked with the agony of bringing life into the world. The midwife gasped as the first child was placed in her arms. A strong boy, his tiny hand clenched into a fist. And there it was—the mark of the elements, inked onto his shoulder like a birthright. An earth elemental. Lord Cassius Dravenhart, Commander of Eldoria’s armies, allowed himself a breath of relief. His son would live. His son would be accepted. But then came the second cry, softer, yet undeniable. Another babe, smaller, delicate. The midwife hesitated as she turned the child over, her breath hitching as her eyes landed on the impossible. The mark. The same symbol of power, only this time, glowing like liquid silver against baby-soft skin. A girl. Terror seized Cassius’s chest. His hands, calloused from years of war, clenched into fists. Female elementals were forbidden—killed on sight. It was a decree, a law upheld for centuries. He should take his sword, end it before anyone found out. But the moment his gaze fell upon the child’s face, his heart twisted violently. Those eyes, still barely open, were his wife’s. The softness of her cheeks, the delicate fingers—she was his blood, his daughter. The midwife’s lips parted, horror dawning in her gaze. “It cannot be—” Steel sliced through the air. Blood splattered the wooden floors as the midwife’s body crumpled. Cassius stood over her, sword still gripped in his shaking hand. The only sound in the room was Althea’s sobs, muffled against the newborn cradled to her chest. His daughter. A forbidden child. Cassius turned, his voice rough with command. “We tell no one. She died at birth.” Althea’s watery gaze met his. “And when they come looking?” “They won’t.” With blood staining his hands, Cassius lifted the child and held her close. He would not let the world take her. Not the kingdom. Not the king. Not the laws written by men who knew nothing of what it meant to love a child beyond all reason. Selene Dravenhart was born in secret, beneath a second sun. And no one—no one—would ever know. But fate is a cruel mistress. And secrets have a way of unraveling.

Cain, humanity’s first murderer, carries the weight of a millennia-old sin. Cursed by God to wander the Earth eternally, he witnessed empire after empire crumble under the same vices that stained his hands: envy, greed, humanity’s inescapable violence. His punishment was not just exile, but the lucidity to watch history repeat itself—until a shadowed entity offered him an escape. A pact that tore through the veils between worlds, hurling his soul into **Ethos**, a realm even the gods have abandoned. Reborn as **Prometheus**, firstborn son of the distrustful Baron Alaric of House Mirewood, Cain faces a paradoxical fate: a youthful body, but a soul corroded by centuries of guilt. In Ethos, magic is a wild and corrupted force, wars between noble houses are waged with blood and betrayal, and ancient creatures—remnants of a forgotten past—rise from the forests to devour the unwary. Worse than any monster, however, is the Baron’s gaze, which sees something unnervingly alien in his "son": a youth with the bearing of a veteran of a thousand battles and eyes that have witnessed the world’s end. As Cain struggles to hide his true identity while wielding his ancient cunning to survive, dark secrets emerge. The entity that brought him to Ethos acts not out of benevolence—every step Prometheus takes in this new world feeds a cosmic design, where his very soul may be the key to unleashing chaos worse than his fratricide. Amid fragile alliances with ambitious sorcerers, battles against beasts that defy reason, and the ghost of Abel haunting his dreams, Cain must confront the question that has tormented him since the Garden of Eden: Can the damned find redemption in a world already born rotten? But Ethos is no refuge. It is a mirror. In its corrupt courts, he sees the greed that once consumed him; in its senseless wars, the echo of his own crime. And when the shadowed entity finally reveals its true face, Cain realizes his escape may have only been the beginning of a deeper condemnation—one where he is not just the prisoner, but the jailer himself. Now, torn between the thirst for redemption and the instinct to survive, Prometheus must decide whether Ethos will be the stage for his rebirth… or the final grave of all hope. For even in a new world, the sins whisper his name—and they have not forgotten.

In the magical world of Cordial, where the bond between humans and beasts defines power and prestige, Riven Stormbrand dreams of becoming a legendary Beast Master. Born with a soul of exception purity, he was destined for greatness—or so everyone believed. But when his once-bright future is shattered during the Beast Exams, Riven's life takes an unexpected turn. Marked by an ancient and unfathomable creature after a fateful encounter with a mysterious orange stone, Riven’s soul rejects the bond with wild beasts of higher blood lines, rendering him an outcast in the eyes of his peers and a disappointment to his extended family. Yet, amidst rejection and loss, his unwavering resolve shines through. Choosing to walk the path of a hunter, he eventually discovers the power he was gifted with: the ability to absorb the souls of slain beasts and to fuse them, creating powerful allies unlike any others in the land. As Riven treads this uncharted path to power, his city faces an unprecedented catastrophe—a monstrous horde of beasts threatens to annihilate everything he holds dear. Forced into a battle for survival, Riven finds himself torn between protecting his home and harnessing the chaos to strengthen his newfound power. The First Fusion Master is a tale of resilience, discovery, and a power that defies tradition—a journey where the lines between hero and outcast blur, and strength is born from the unlikeliest of places. Posting on other platforms as well for now.

Life was tiring, I wanted so much to be free of everyone. I wanted to hold on to what little happiness I remembered walking through the woods. The feel of the crisp air when the sun broke into dawn, the way I felt the trees come alive as I wondered through them, how quiet everything was. But now I’m married. To the most unpredictable man I had ever encountered. But there is something about him. The way he moves, eyes sharp and narrowed watching my every step. I always felt as if he were hunting me, and maybe he was. I could never get away from those peering eyes long enough to enjoy a moment to myself. He was always there, around every plan of escape, every thought of silence, every time I even thought of a life away from him. No doubt due to the binding ceremony that was performed. The only request I had about the ceremony was that it needed to be performed by a priestess but my father wanted HIS personal witch to bind Tristan and I. Once my father ordered you to do something ‘not one person disagreed’. I did not mean to think so ill of her but I can not help this feeling that she may have added a little spell to the ceremony. If I could only speak to her, I have not seen her since I left my brute of a fathers home. I could always ask Sheri-Tristan’s second wife. Yes. I’m the third wife of this man I call husband. But Sheri was witch born before being turned by Tristan. She had the most beautiful violet hair and matching eyes. Where as I had bright auburn air with green eyes, the only thing I kept of my mother. Sheri could help me find out if I am under some spell so I can get Tristan out of my head long enough to leave his kingdom. She hated me so, I believe it is due to Tristan not informing both of his wives that a third was going to be arriving. And that was me. If I was going to ask her for help it had to be now, I have my awakening ceremony tonight. It will mark 3 months since our wedding and as accustomed with Tristan and his coven, 90 days was the mark a bride had to wait to be judged by the collective to be accepted. Tristan assures me that I will be accepted and he will turn me tonight in the hues of the blood moon that was to be eclipsed. I did not want to be turned. I was human. If I was turned I’d loose my humanity and become full vampire. The same thing happened to Ava-Tirstan’s fist wife. She could not handle the lust and killed a few members of court. Some human but some halflings like Sheri. I did not want to kill. I shuttered at the thought of taking the life essence of another living being. I did not want to live in this manner. I only pray that Sheri is in a favorable mood this afternoon. Here I stand, outside her door. I had been standing here for about 10 minutes. I needed every help I could to escape my marriage. Yet, knocking on her door was the most exhausting thing I have been doing since I arrived here 3 months ago. “Here goes nothing.” I said out loud as I finally knocked. “Entrer” She was quite demure when she’s not in a mood. I might have a chance of gaining her help after all. One look my way and her mood was already changing. “YOU!” —maybe not………….

The continent of Britonia, which houses humans, elves and dwarves, three kingdoms that established peace and ended the great war, had to face new attacks again from a region they did not know, a new continent they had never explored, making them choose to help the invaders. Or keep the homeland until the end of life. Wein Grimveil, a young man who attends Aetheris Academy, has extraordinary talent, he never leaves the house and just trains all day, making him have strong strength but nothing in front of the mysterious continent, he tries to find peace by sacrificing himself, humanity, wealth and whatever he had to protect his beloved continent and the people he loved once again. Will he succeed?

Set in the year 2397, where the world is not only inhabited by humans, half-human robots and many robots inhabit the earth, even because of a person's behavior damage begins to occur, viruses attack robots and living creatures, making them have to survive once again as humans

She knows the truth but will she reveal it to everyone? Will Mrs.P sacrifice the lives of thousands for the benefit of her own?

Hiroto Arakawa is a struggling alchemist running a failing potion shop in a backwater town. His potions technically work, but every single one has a weird, impractical side effect—like a stamina potion that gives you uncontrollable shaking or a strength elixir that only activates when delivering a dramatic monologue. He just wants to scam the occasional desperate adventurer, make enough money to not starve, and avoid blowing up his shop for the third time this month. But everything goes horribly wrong when a rookie adventurer drinks one of his failed potions… and unlocks a legendary skill. Suddenly, his shop is flooded with customers. The adventurer’s guild declares him their official supplier. The nobles demand exclusive rights to his work. The black market starts smuggling his potions at insane prices. Even the Demon Lord wants a bottle. No matter how many times Hiroto insists that he’s not a genius, every attempt to prove himself a fraud only makes him seem more powerful. Now, every major faction in the world is after him, and he just wants to go back to being a nobody. …But first, he has to deal with the kidnapping attempts, guild conspiracies, assassination plots, and a princess who refuses to take “no” for an answer. Why is this happening?!