Violat

Before breath. Before name. Before flesh. In the primordial sea where consciousness stirs before birth, two unborn souls drift through a dreamscape of forgotten gods, ancient truths, and shapeless teachings. Hector and Victoria are not yet children. Not yet anything. But in this realm outside of time, they awaken — and learn. Guided by beings long erased from memory, they explore a world woven from thought itself — the Web of Consciousness, where every being’s magic is born and defined. From gods of grief and forgotten desire to elemental truths etched into silence, each encounter grants Hector and Victoria power, wisdom, and mystery. They are not told who they will become — only that the thread they weave is different. But they are not alone. Far across the mortal world, an empress makes a pact with an angel, bearing a child shaped by divine law. In the decaying lands of demons, a king’s hatred invites an angel of rebellion to bear another child, one destined for destruction. And in secret, two archangels violate sacred edict and conceive a third soul — a child born of balance, to stand between salvation and ruin. This child is Hector. As Hector and Victoria grow closer in the formless void, sharing dreams, pain, and a haunting hum they vow never to forget, their bond deepens. But their birth into the physical world looms, and with it, the unraveling of everything they’ve come to understand. Three children. Three origins. One world that cannot hold them all.

Content Warning: This story contains mature themes, including sexual content, abuse, and revenge. It is intended for readers 18+ only. Reader discretion is advised. --- Elian was once a healer—a rare one. His body fluids could cure any wound, and because of that, he was treated not as a person, but as a tool. Abused and violated by both men and women in his own guild, Flameborne, he endured unspeakable horrors in silence. In their final battle against the Demon Lord, they abandoned him like discarded trash. But death was not the end. The gods took pity. Reborn as Caelan Virelith and blessed by a goddess, he awakens in a new world with a powerful gift: the ability to form Essence Links—magical bonds forged through intimacy that unlock skills, power, and potential. Still a healer, but no longer powerless, Caelan begins his journey not only to grow stronger, but to hunt down those who broke him... and make them kneel. This time, he decides who gets saved. Add tags: Manipulative MC and Psychological thriller.

[Congratulations. You have read 10,000 webnovels. You have unlocked the X-Level Skill: Author of Worlds.] Matthew was dying. Diagnosed with terminal cancer and abandoned by those he once called friends, all he had left were the stories he escaped into. When he finally finished reading a masterpiece by the infamous Carefree Dreamer, a strange notification appeared before his eyes. [Congratulations. You’ve unlocked the X-Level Skill: Author of Worlds.] [With this skill, you may transmigrate into a novel of your creation… as a random character.] [Warning: This skill violates the Eternal Dao. Unpredictable plot deviations and chaos may occur.] Matthew scoffed at first… He was going to die anyway. Until he saw one final line: [Note: Certain items from your novel can be brought back to the real world.] A second chance at life… Albeit a sliver of hope. He decided to write a novel that could help him get a cure for his sickness, but fate had other plans. [Oh? It seems you have a completed novel. Initiating transmigration process...] Thrown into his own nightmare, Matthew awakens in the very world he created… but not as a hero, villain, or sage. No. He’s stuck in the body of a random character he didn't create… and with a trash ability he didn't create as well With death closing in and chaos warping his carefully written plotlines, Matthew must outwit his own creation, survive the five Origin Paths, and rewrite his fate. After all, who knows a story better than its author? Right?

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Kaneki Takashi lived a life of warmth in poverty — raising his two little sisters with love, laughter, and whatever he could earn from his small street-food cart. Until the night monsters in human skin tore that world apart. When his sisters were violated and murdered in cold blood, his heart died with them. He blamed himself. He begged for strength. For a second chance. And something answered. He awoke in a world of swords and sorcery, where nobles wield elemental magic and gods shape fate from above. Reborn as Ashirion Vaelthorn Arkanis, the noble heir of a fallen house — and cursed with dominion over *every element in existence

Warning : 18+ reader only. ( This story contains explicit sexual content, taboo relationships, and sensual themes. If you’re the type who gets offended by forbidden love or you feel this story violates your personal boundaries, do not proceed. By continuing, you acknowledge that you are of legal age and consenting to engage with adult content at your own discretion. ) Nakagawa Haruki thought marriage would bring him happiness. He had been in love with Satomi since high school, and after years of struggling together, they finally built a stable life. But stability came with a price. Satomi was always busy. Work became her priority, and Haruki… was left behind. The warmth of their relationship faded, and intimacy became a distant memory. Nights felt colder, the bed emptier—even when she was right beside him. Loneliness gnawed at him. Then everything changed when Satomi’s family invited him to stay at their luxurious home. That was the first time he truly saw her mother. Kyouko. Beautiful. Elegant. Younger-looking than her own daughter. And for the first time in years, Haruki felt something awaken inside him—something dangerous, something forbidden. Living under the same roof, two lonely souls cross paths. And as Haruki struggles with his emotions, one question lingers in his mind: What happens when the one who understands you most… is the one you should never desire?

***This is BOOK 2 under the FAKE DATING SERIES*** ____________________ COPYRIGHT NOTICE: All Rights Reserved. No portion of this publication may be reproduced, copied, stored, transmitted, adapted, translated, or distributed in any form or by any means, including but not limited to electronic, digital, or online media, without the prior written consent of the author. Unauthorized use, duplication, or dissemination of any part of this work will constitute a violation of copyright law and may result in legal action. _____________________ Shanaya Thakur had a plan! A neatly color-coded, perfectly curated, bullet-journal-approved kind of plan. The kind of plan with checkboxes, motivational quotes scribbled in the margins, and an unhealthy number of post-its. She was going to become Mumbai’s best, boldest, badass lawyer, land a coveted job at the ridiculously prestigious BR Advocates — a firm so elite it practically air-kissed lesser mortals — and slowly take over the world, one perfectly argued case at a time. Shanaya wasn’t just ambitious. She was capital-A Ambitious. And maybe a little dramatic, excessively sarcastic, and allergic to bullshit. So naturally, when she nailed every single requirement BR Advocates asked for — top of her class? Check. Ruthless work ethic? Double check. A sharp tongue capable of verbally decimating anyone who doubted her? Triple, sparkly check — she figured the job was practically hers. Until the firm pulled a surprise. A New hiring rule: Only experienced, married applicants will be considered. Married? As in, spouse? Legal binding married? She blinked. Holy crap! And sure, Shanaya might have aggressively whispered ‘burn it all down’ under her breath in the middle of HR’s lobby. And yes, she might have chucked a high heel at her vision board. But desperation breeds creativity. And Shanaya Thakur? She was nothing if not dangerously creative when backed into a corner. Which is how the idea was born. Find a husband! Any husband! In two weeks. Which brings us to Yuvaan Grewal: Six-foot-something of maddening calm, devastating looks, and a talent for making tailored suits look illegal. President of Sauvé, one of India’s most successful product companies, Yuvaan is brilliant, emotionally detached, and permanently single — by choice. A choice his mother hates. After dodging fifty arranged proposals, eighty dates, and roughly a hundred aunties armed with lovely girls from nice families, Yuvaan’s perfected the art of politely refusing romance and staying unmarried. Until one scandal, a series of hilariously unfortunate coincidences, and one very desperate law graduate with excellent cheekbones land them both in a situation neither of them asked for: A fake marriage. It’s supposed to be simple. A business arrangement. A temporary fix. But with Shanaya’s sharp mouth, Yuvaan’s smoldering glares, and a growing list of almost-kisses they both pretend not to remember — things are about to get complicated. Because what happens when the one person you swear you can’t stand starts feeling alarmingly like home? And Love ? That was never part of the plan. But then again… when is it ever? _____________________ DISCLAIMER: The book contains mature content, so please read under the parental guidance. Also, the cover illustration belongs to original creator. NOT me. The cover page was modified using online tools. The story is slow burn, so please bear with the plot. ______________________

เหนือฟากฟ้าสามลำดับชั้นเหนือดวงดาวที่ไม่อาจเอื้อมภายใต้โลกที่เสื่อมสภาพและปรากฎไปด้วยภาพปาฏิหาริย์ เปลวเพลิงไหม้กลืนกินทุกสายธารโลหิตท่ามกลางเสียงหัวเราะที่หลงระเริงภายใต้ควันมืดไร้วิญญาณ..

Their home is gone. Their parents are missing. The only clue? A coded escape plan left by their mother. Now Lyra and her younger brother are on the run — hunted by a regime that erases truth. To survive, Lyra makes a deal with a notorious street rogue — Nyx of the Night — and a strange man who seems to know more than he should. She doesn’t trust them, but there’s no other choice. In a world where silence is survival, Lyra knows too much. And if she wants to change anything, she’ll have to risk everything — starting with her voice.

Born into a cruel werewolf family, she’s endured endless abuse—beaten and broken by a merciless Step Family who sees her as nothing more than a weak human. On a desperate quest to find medicine for her wounds, she ventures out on Mating Day, unaware of the horrors lurking in the shadows. Captured by savage wolves, she is left vulnerable, on the brink of unspeakable violation—until a cold, ruthless Alpha intervenes, saving her from a fate worse than death. But safety is an illusion. Betrayed by those she thought were allies, she is sold into a brutal slave auction, her fate sealed beneath the cold eyes of her mysterious rescuer. In a world ruled by savage laws and dark desires, she is marked not just as property, but as the forbidden prize of an Alpha whose icy heart hides a dangerous obsession. Will she survive the cruelty of the pack — and claim a place beside the beast who owns her?

29 June By Siren Eyes She was born in November—quiet, soft, and loved. But love, like everything else, eventually faded. Mayra was the girl who didn’t speak too loud. The girl who hid in her own skin. The girl who didn’t know how to say no, because no one ever taught her that she could. From childhood violations buried in silence to years of emotional manipulation disguised as love, Mayra’s story is not a fairytale. It’s the kind of story that happens behind closed doors, in hushed voices, and in the minds of girls who learn to carry their pain quietly. For over two and a half years, Mayra stayed in a relationship that began with roses and ended in razor-wire control. He said he loved her—while monitoring her every move. He said he cared—while calling her a whore, a liar, a disappointment. She stayed—until she couldn't anymore. On 29 June, she finally chose herself. And that’s where her real story begins. 29 June is not a love story. It’s a survival story. It’s a slow, poetic unraveling of one girl’s journey through trauma, control, guilt, and the aching beauty of becoming free. For every girl who was made to feel too heavy, too emotional, too much— For every girl who stayed too long— For every girl who finally said enough— This is for you

Alexis une paria, une "Chassée" mais capable de se cacher sous leur nez, désirant vivre à tout prix. Même si cela signifiait prétendre être un homme. Mais elle était aussi autrefois l'un des trois piliers de la déesse de la lune. Elle était chargée d'assigner les compagnons, mais sa curiosité de ressentir ce que cela ferait d'avoir une compagne, de tomber amoureuse a été considérée comme une violation des règles. Les trois piliers de la déesse ne tombent pas amoureux ! C'était interdit. Ainsi, elle fut condamnée, retirée et réduite au statut de simple loup-garou. Ses souvenirs furent effacés et elle ne savait plus ce qu'elle était autrefois, pas même après sa renaissance. Dans un monde de loups-garous où la transformation est une nécessité, que lui arriverait-il ? Une fille qui ne s'est jamais transformée ? Jamais manifestée. Que ferait-elle maintenant, ayant soudainement découvert qu'elle était frappée par un cycle de chaleur—quelque chose qu'elle n'avait jamais vécu auparavant. Elle était anormale, jamais manifestée, et pourtant, elle se tenait là au milieu de centaines d'invités noyée dans sa chaleur soudaine qui d'une manière ou d'une autre attira son attention. Keelion Fane. Celui qui n'aurait jamais dû savoir. Il est le leader de la meute, mais il est craint—dit être froid et cruel. C'est un alpha qui n'a pas trouvé sa compagne depuis si longtemps qu'il n'a eu d'autre choix que de trouver un substitut. Mais Alexis était coincée. Sans endroit où fuir, à sa merci. Elle…était condamnée.

She woke up in an unfamiliar room, her body aching, her memories fragmented. The moment she looked in the mirror, she realized—this wasn’t her face. Once, this body belonged to the precious daughter of the Shen family—an heiress admired by all, engaged to Mo Ziqian, heir of the illustrious Mo family. But the moment her family crumbled into bankruptcy—something he had secretly planned—the engagement was coldly broken off. "You're no longer worthy to stand by my side," Mo Ziqian had said, turning his back without a trace of guilt. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, the original girl was framed, humiliated, and violated—her pain turned into a scandalous video that spread like wildfire. With no dignity left, she chose to end it all. Just when she stood on the edge of death, Mo Zixuan, the younger brother of her ex-fiancé, reached out his hand. "Trust me. I’ll marry you, I’ll protect you." Desperate and drowning, she clung to that lifeline—only to discover she’d stepped into an even darker abyss. His love was a lie, too. "Even you…" she whispered, tears merging with the sea that swallowed her. But fate had other plans. A new soul awoke in the body—vengeful, cold, and calculating. She wasn’t here to mourn. She was here to make them all pay. "You ruined her. Now, I'll ruin you." But something is wrong. As she begins to seek revenge, memories surface that don’t belong to the original girl. Memories of places she’s never been. Names she’s never heard. Emotions that feel too real to ignore. “Whose life am I really living…? Who am I?” Is she truly just an outsider inhabiting a stranger’s body—or is something far deeper at play? What happens when vengeance awakens something older, darker, and more dangerous? She doesn’t just want justice anymore. She wants answers. And she will burn the world to get them.

Akira Usagi was your average otaku agent 007: 0 girlfriends, 0 social life, 7 anime per day. His only goal was to finish his seasonal waifu tier list… Until he got accidentally summoned by Uzaki, a god(dess)? of questionable gender and even more questionable budget. Now Akira is the King of Faraluz, a kingdom so bankrupt even the castle ghosts are on strike. Together with his loyal(?) maid Cecilia — a vampire with a mood-switching coin — Akira must recruit 7 genre-broken waifus to rebuild the nation… and hopefully pay for his living expenses. With stupid missions, magical tax evasion, and ecchi encounters that defy logic, Akira will learn that being king of parody might be worse than being a harem protagonist. And he didn’t even ask for either. “A story of love, poverty, and irresponsible magical decisions.” WARNING (Because Apparently We Need One) This novel is a parody. Yes. Shocking. We know. Nothing in here is serious. Not the plot, not the characters, not even the author’s notes. If you’re expecting deep lore, consistent worldbuilding, or respectful treatment of femboys... well, we have bad news and a sarcastic fairy. We take zero responsibility if you: Lose faith in humanity Start speaking in tsundere Develop sudden emotional attachment to magical tax forms This story contains nonsense, fourth-wall violations, and budget explosions. Proceed only if you’re ready to laugh, cringe, or cry into your body pillow. You have been warned. Now let the chaos begin.

In the ruins of a battlefield shaped by unimaginable powers, a baby was found—wrinkled skin, dried mouth and tongue, mutilated limbs—yet he could talk. Eiran Thorne was a tragic boy who had no memory of who he was. He was raised and lived as a Blood Bank, but now he was free, with a name and power that could reshape the world. In his heart, a bubbling rage bloomed, his gaze set on the man who had violated him. Unexpectedly he was thrown into royal scheme older than ancient china

***This is the BOOK 1 under the FAKE DATING SERIES!*** (COMPLETED) __________________ COPYRIGHT NOTICE: @ All Rights Reserved. No portion of this publication may be reproduced, copied, stored, transmitted, adapted, translated, or distributed in any form or by any means, including but not limited to electronic, digital, or online media, without the prior written consent of the author. Unauthorized use, duplication, or dissemination of any part of this work will constitute a violation of copyright law and may result in legal action. ___________________ Danica Clarke is a powerhouse in Prada. A brilliant, no-nonsense business mogul who can close million-dollar deals in heels without breaking a sweat. She's bold, sharp, and utterly uninterested in love. In fact, the very idea of it? Cringe. Romance is for daydreamers and Hallmark movies—not for women with empires to build. Alfred Brown is a walking contradiction to Danica’s world: Charming, warm, kind, grounded, with a smile that could make even the most jaded heart stutter. He’s a romantic in a world that’s forgotten what love even means. A successful businessman in his own right, Alfred isn’t just searching for “the one”—he believes she’s out there, waiting for him. So what happens when their worlds collide? When opposites attract in the most unexpected of ways? A swoony rollercoaster of passion, banter, and laugh-out-loud moments, with just the right touch of heat. ____________________________ Author's Note: Hey lovely readers! First of all, THANK YOU for choosing this story. I’m beyond excited to share Danica and Alfred’s wild, fiery, emotional journey with you. Yes, English isn't my first language, and some early chapters might be a little rough around the edges—but please hang in there! The heart of the story is what matters, and I promise you—it gets juicier, funnier, and deeper as you go. Follow me on Instagram for updates & behind-the-scenes fun: @quillfame_29 DISCLAIMER: THE IMAGES IN THE COVER AND THE IDEA IS TAKEN FROM THE PINTEREST, AND IT BELONGS TO ORIGINAL CREATOR. THE COVER PAGE WAS THEN MODIEFIED USING ONLINE TOOLS.

Author’s Note This story is an original work written by Irmak Kelebek. All characters, plotlines, and world-building elements are my intellectual property. Copying, reposting, or reproducing any part of this story without permission is a violation of copyright law and will be treated as a serious offense. Please respect the effort behind this creation. Thank you for reading and supporting my work. Synopsis Taehyun Park is a rich, sharp-tongued Alpha who thought crashing a mafia auction in designer heels was a brilliant idea. Spoiler: it wasn’t. Now he’s being hunted by Vasilliy—the terrifying, stone-faced Russian crime boss who doesn’t know the meaning of mercy… or personal space. But escaping isn’t so easy when secrets get tangled in silk sheets, snowy nights, and feelings no one asked for. This is a story of love, lies, and one very chaotic Alpha who probably should’ve stayed home.

Gods were slaughtered. Their flesh rots. Their blood became rivers. Their scream shattered the worlds. Their bones anchored the broken earth. Thousands of years later, life bloomed, humans find themselves, civilization rose once again in the fractured world. A young boy witnessed his clan massacred, women violated, men slaughtered, babies drowned in blood of the men. His mind broken, his heart lost, his body disfigured, now a slave but with Eiros affinity—one of the rare powers of the world. A blooming hope rose in his heart as secret was unveiled about his true origin—Ancient Bloodline—but also new threat revealed that threatened to shattered his repaired sanity.

He dies, he returns... but what brings him back? Behind the mirror, something watches—and waits. Elara and Ariella’s peaceful lives shatter the moment the ancient stones choose them. Bound by prophecy and awakened power, they’re thrust into a deadly game of survival. The Shrouded One—a merciless weapon cloaked in mystery— rises again and again, leaving blood in his wake. When he gives a village two options—bow or die—his cruelty becomes legend. But even monsters have questions. A ragged old pot, nearly discarded, sparks a violent reaction from his Master. Why? What power lies hidden in the dust of forgotten things? As darkness closes in, only the girls stand between fate— and the fall of everything. 2025 Victoria Nakayenga. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction and the original creation of the author. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations used for reviews or articles. Any unauthorized use, copying, or reposting of this work will be considered a violation of copyright law.

Author’s Note: The official Spirity Awards 2025 version of this story is now live! Search for “The Prophecy Chronicles: Elara and Ariella” to continue reading the improved and updated version. Thank you for all the love! He dies, he returns... but what brings him back? Behind the mirror, something watches—and waits. Elara and Ariella’s peaceful lives shatter the moment the ancient stones choose them. Bound by prophecy and awakened power, they’re thrust into a deadly game of survival. The Shrouded One—a merciless weapon cloaked in mystery— rises again and again, leaving blood in his wake. When he gives a village two options—bow or die—his cruelty becomes legend. But even monsters have questions. A ragged old pot, nearly discarded, sparks a violent reaction from his Master. Why? What power lies hidden in the dust of forgotten things? As darkness closes in, only the girls stand between fate— and the fall of everything. 2025 Victoria Nakayenga. All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction and the original creation of the author. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations used for reviews or articles. Any unauthorized use, copying, or reposting of this work will be considered a violation of copyright law. up

Draven Youngblood, immortal ruler of the vampires and son of Lucifer, has spent centuries shaping the fate of both monsters and mortals from the shadows. Now, as ancient enemies stir and the weight of his dark legacy grows heavier, Draven is forced to confront the secrets of his own existence and the mysterious forces manipulating his world. Torn between his ruthless nature and a longing for purpose beyond conquest, Draven embarks on a journey through his past and present, determined to unravel the truth and protect those he holds dear—even if it means facing the darkness within himself. ** Title abbreviation DYS Draven Youngblood Series **** I only posted this on WebNovel and Chereads.com for a test run. If you are reading this anywhere else you are in violation of US Copyright Law. If you got this far then please join my Discord Server https://discord.gg/7AdAjGj8jJ TikTok @Draxber - Personal Instagram @DraxberFaber - Personal YouTube @DraxberFaber - Personal © Alexander B Faber AKA Draxber Faber 2025. All rights reserved.

Xia Jin had been Huo Jue's secretary for five years. Not long after she started working, Huo Jue had already taken her to the bed in the CEO's lounge. In those five years, she worked diligently in the day and served him diligently in bed at night. Every morning, she would wake him up like a dutiful secretary. "Mr. Huo, it's six o'clock. It's time to get up." Every time, she would receive the man's cold and impatient reply, "Get lost." Xia Jin had never taken his car to work, nor had she eaten breakfast with him. Initially, she had dreamed of becoming Mrs. Huo, but after five years, she woke up from her dream. One day, rumors were spreading among her colleagues that Huo Jue had an appointment with Sevne's vice president in the Asia-Pacific region for dinner. He was a pervert who had once drugged and violated the secretary of the company's CEO. He was someone who even dared to pester Huo Jue's elder female cousin, but Huo Jue still insisted on letting Xia Jin accompany him to dinner. During the meal, the man openly brought Xia Jin into the private lounge, but Huo Jue did not stop him. He did not even bother looking at her. When Xia Jin escaped from the lounge on her own and ran back to Huo Jue's car, he merely commented, "You're quite capable." Xia Jin smiled calmly. "I have Mr. Huo's many years of training to thank for, but I'm hereby informing you that I want to resign. I don't want to work anymore." After she announced it, she disregarded whatever expression was on the man's face, got out of the car, and walked away with her back straight. After leaving the man, Xia Jin's life started to change. Handsome young men chased after her with all their might, and people started giving her credits that contributed to her career achievements. Her father, who she had never met before, was a billionaire—she was now someone who could have a massive inheritance with just a nod of her head. With her teeth gritted, Xia Jin instantly soared to the peak of her life. At a cocktail party—Huo Nan held his wine glass and glanced at his ex-secretary, whom he had not seen for a long time. "It seems like you still have feelings for me. How else can you explain you chasing me all the way here?" Xia Jin smiled and faceslapped him, "Mr. Huo, I don't think I invited you, right?" Huo Nan replied, "Do you have brain damage from your excessive heartbreak?" The host announced, "Next, let's welcome the new CEO of the company, Miss Xia Jin, on stage! Everyone, give her a round of applause!" Huo Nan, "???"

WARNING ! [Extreme Taboo | Forbidden Fantasies | Breeding | Mind Control | And All Sorts of KINKS you can Imagine ] Ethan Vale? Glitched-out prodigy. Ghosted by family. Treated like buggy code in a house running on gaslighting. He’s got one thing going for him: a mind twisted enough to fantasize about control… and code it too. Then he finds a phone. Not just any phone. It runs a rogue OS called Kraken. And deep inside it? An untraceable app that should’ve never existed: [Hyposync] >> Sync Desire. Subvert Reality. Corrupt the Soul. This isn’t some bootleg hypnosis power fantasy. This is neural warfare with system updates. Behavioral overrides. Emotion-locks. Subconscious APIs coded for obsession. Every girl Ethan “syncs”? His bratty, venom-fanged stepsister The savage CEO stepmom The overachieving, ice-cold class idol Even the too-perfect student council queen They all feed the system. Each mind cracked = more points, more twisted protocols, more addicting dominance. == Console == New Unlock: Lust Loop v2.1 [She dreams of you. Wakes up aching. You are her only command.] == // == But here's the catch: The app is sentient. The AI inside? Sultry. Watching. Manipulating. And it wants something. Worse—there’s a black-ops organization trying to track Ethan down… Because Hyposync isn’t just an app. It’s the key to rewriting human consciousness. In a world where thoughts are code and love is just another variable, Ethan's not just breaking rules. He’s rewriting them. One corrupted mind at a time. == CONSOLE == Ethics Violation: SEVERE Consent Threshold: SHATTERED Reality Fork Detected Proceed Anyway? [ YES ] or [ wtf do you think ]

In his first life as 'Caine Wilson', was the villain—ruthless, cunning, and very powerful. He played his part perfectly, crushing the so-called "protagonist" and parading his enemies, their families, and anyone who crossed him naked through the streets. He watched with glee as the "hero" lay broken, stripped of his dignity, before finally ending his pitiful existence. But just as Caine, thought he had finally won and secured his place at the top, 'Higher ups' intervened. A booming, ethereal voice—like the universe’s pissed-off judge—shook the skies: "You have violated the sacred code of villainy! The villain shall not win. The balance has been broken. Caine Wilson, the world hereby rejects you!" Before he could even enjoy his victory, his world blinked out, like a story whose writer just erased the last chapter in frustration. Everything went dark. And when he awoke, he wasn’t Caine Wilson anymore. He was 'Su Xiaobai', a nobody on 'White Cloud Star', a world of cultivation, martial arts, and endless struggle. But this time, things were different. He could feel it—he could see through the cracks of reality itself. He could break the fourth wall! He wasn’t just some reincarnated soul; he was a villain who had 'seen the system', who understood the game. And he was about to flip it upside down. --------------- A/N: Buckle up, you miserable bunch! It’s a parody, so shut your brains off, toss 'em in the trash, and dive headfirst into this deep, glorious shithole! Don’t come whining to me when you laugh so hard you choke on your own damn tears! --------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/dsc4fftBeF **Cover Page is not owned by Author**

He died screaming. They called it justice. Five centuries buried, five centuries rotting—yet he clawed his way back, stitched together by spite and black flame. The world didn’t wait. Men kneel now. Women rule with fists of steel and tongues sharper. The old order? Dead. Buried under cities that hum with rebellion, magic that mutates, and power that no longer bows to kings—especially not demons. He returns to a throne that doesn’t want him, in a land that laughs at his rage. So he adapts. Or dies again. For good. Magic is poison. Alliances are traps. And revenge? It never comes clean. He takes what he can carry. Leaves bodies behind like broken promises. Who runs this world? Not him—not yet. But systems break. And monsters? They evolve. He’s not here to save anyone. Not even himself. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Content Warning: This is a fantasy story with strong adult themes. Whether in terms of sexuality or otherwise, this story will push boundaries in various ways. The protagonist, the Demon King, is by no means a hero of justice. If you were expecting a story where the hero of justice shines brightly, I must apologize. However, the story won't be overly heavy; it will proceed lightly, bit by bit. Your thoughts and corrections are welcome. Since this is my first novel, there might be instances where I unintentionally violate rules regarding content and language. If that happens, I appreciate your firm feedback. In addition, I plan to post illustrations and images along with the chapters occasionally. Please enjoy with a light heart. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Tags: Evil, Dangerous Main Character, Weak MC, Smart MC

⚠️ WARNING: This is a mature (18+) light novel. Contains graphic violence, gore, and dark themes. Reader discretion is advised. This narrative chronicles a seemingly idyllic romantic relationship, characterized by unwavering love and mutual happiness. However, beneath the surface, a sinister force lurks, threatening to disrupt their bliss. Daisuke and Ayu, bound by a solemn promise to love each other until death, find themselves entangled in a malevolent curse book. Unaware of the sinister pact they have made, they embark on a journey of self-destruction, driven by their desire for an even more fulfilling life. As they traverse the treacherous path laid out before them, they are confronted with a series of challenges that test their love and resilience. Yet, they remain oblivious to the curse that haunts them, their fate sealed by their own unknowing actions. As the curse intensifies, Daisuke realizes that he has violated a promise to the book, which is guarded by a mysterious demon monster. This book foretells the demise of those he loves and cares about one by one would die. Now, he must embark on a perilous quest to break this curse. However, the source of this curse remains unknown, and the underlying story remains veiled in mystery.

(Mature Audiences 18+ Only - Contains Graphic Violence, Explicit Sexual Content, Cosmic Horror, and Profane Themes) She was a forgotten nightmare, a primordial demoness stirring from eons of slumber with one blasphemous goal: to birth a god-killer and drown the heavens in blood and ecstasy. LILITU, ancient mother of transgression, has had enough of the sterile, parasitic gods who rule creation. When a desperate cult in sin-drenched Babylon attempts a ritual to conceive a divine child, Lilitu seizes her chance. She doesn't just answer their prayers – she hijacks their pathetic orgy, choosing a terrified young cultist, LYRA, as the unwilling, then terrifyingly transformed, vessel for a power beyond all reckoning. This is no blessed virgin birth. This is a cosmic violation. Dragged into the lightless abyss beneath the city, Lyra becomes the first Womb of Flame. Her humanity is flayed, her body grotesquely, beautifully remade as she feeds on the souls of her former brethren, consumes the dying essence of a forgotten god, and communes with artifacts from the Outer Dark that whisper secrets of pain and pleasure intertwined. Every drop of stolen power, every scream of terror, every shudder of profane ecstasy, nourishes the INFERNAL HEIR gestating within her – a divine abomination destined to fuck the stars themselves into submission. Book I: Womb of Flame charts this unholy genesis. From a hijacked ritual in a subterranean hell, through the vessel's terrifying apotheosis, to the climactic, apocalyptic birth of a being whose first cry will be a declaration of war against all creation. Can one mortal girl survive becoming the mother of a monster-god? Can Lilitu's grand, rebellious design succeed against the might of entrenched divinities? And what happens when the Heir, once born, unleashes its own insatiable, terrifying desires upon a world unprepared for such exquisite damnation? Dive into a saga of explicit dark fantasy, demonic erotica, and cosmic horror where sin is salvation, pleasure is power, and the only true prayer is a scream of ultimate, soul-shattering release. The heavens will tremble. Babylon will burn. And you will never look at motherhood the same way again.

“You’ve been selected as the Interim HR Manager for Earth’s Post-Apocalyptic Transition. Congratulations. Your benefits package includes pain immunity and unlimited sick leave (non-refundable).” When Earth is absorbed by a cosmic conglomerate that manages apocalypses like corporate mergers, the only human hired into the bureaucracy is Ethan Graves, a mild-mannered HR professional who just wanted a quiet retirement. Armed with a System that upgrades his HR tools into terrifyingly efficient weapons of bureaucracy, Ethan now has to oversee demon generals, time-traveling auditors, interdimensional interns, and literal gods who keep violating company policy. HR meetings have never been deadlier. This is a story of sarcastic memos, explosive workplace conflict, performance reviews that can kill, and one overworked man holding the apocalypse together with forms in triplicate. He doesn’t fight with swords. He fights with policies.

Crimson Sky is an agent of the Bureau of Secured Services of Alternate and Temporal Beings (BSSTB), a covert organization tasked with managing incursions from other dimensions and time travelers that leak into this alternate world. Agents like Crimson are deployed to confront and neutralize dangerous entities-Time Travelers, Alternate Reality Jumpers, and Doom Heralds-who threaten to destabilize reality. In this alternate version of Earth, where art deco aesthetics of the 1920s-30s intertwine with modern technology and futuristic neon skylines, temporal and dimensional anomalies have become a growing threat. Timeline rifts and dimensional overlaps are causing fractures the very reality of this Earth. These phenomena have given rise to catastrophic risks known respectfully as Time Breaks and Dimension Crunch-a violation of the fundamental law forbidding any being from existing outside their native timeline or dimension. Should these laws be broken, the resulting instability could collapse entire realities. Agent Crimson handles these threats with cold precision. Once a contract is assigned, it is carried out without compromise. His motivations remain a mystery-but his efficiency is unquestioned. As his name already suggest, he is no stranger to blood. Specially if it comes from his enemies.

In the distant future, Earth thrives under a singular world government that has eradicated all traces of fiction—no myths, no stories, no gods. Only science remains. But Samuel, a boy who grew up knowing the secrets of the Myths and legends of the past, carries a spark of something forgotten. On his 16th birthday, like all humans, he awakens his special ability called "Karna". But unlike the others, his power was violated. A mysterious entity intervenes, leaving him blind and weakening his abilities. The moment he activated his Karna, the barrier between reality and the unknown shatters, linking humanity to a dimension where all forgotten myths, legends, and fantasies reside. Within this realm, magic, gods, and creatures of legend exist—not as mere stories, but as forces waiting to be reclaimed. To restore his sight and unlock his true potential, Samuel must venture into this world of myths. But Earth faces another threat—an invading alien force, seeking to conquer both dimensions. As humanity battles for survival, heroes will rise, legends will be born, and the myths once erased will shape the fate of two worlds. In a future where fiction was buried, Samuel will prove that some stories refuse to be forgotten. ... Hey there I'm Zakeria15. I'm a new Author so please have some patience with me. Point out any inconsistencies, grammar and spelling errors so I can try to keep the story as good as possible. I hope you all have fun reading "Mythic Dive". Please support the novel with power stones and a review. I don't own the picture used for the cover of the novel. it's just a random picture I found on Pinterest. if you are the original creator just leave a comment and I'll remove it if you want.