Hell Maker

[WARNING!! MATURE CONTENT] "Would it be selfish of me to take you to hell with me, Doll?" **** Bound by a life filled with abuse from her aunt, the last thing Samantha would believe was that a demon could hand her freedom. It wasn’t like she had a choice, but in order to protect herself, she agreed to move in with a total stranger. Darian, who had spent years of his life in darkness, believing he was bound to die with the curse he carried, found his healing—Samantha. And he wasn’t about to let her go. But in a world filled with humans and demons, lies and mysteries, will they be able to navigate their growing feelings?

Before his gruesome death, Gene Conti was one of the greatest icons of the 1960s. But after spending half a century in Hell, only gambling and the suffering of others excite him. Fortunately for him, his days of boredom are over. Having served his sentence, he finds himself in the body of a young man in the modern era. Now freed, Gene wishes to continue what he missed the most as a dead man: acting. Once again, he aspires to be an actor admired the world over. But will the angels and demons leave him alone? Will his bold attitude clash with the sensitive modern era? Or will the actor from Hell surrender to his lust for chaos and violence?

In a world where time and space know no bounds— where puzzle pieces scatter without order, and are reassembled without ever knowing what image they’re meant to form… When someone lights a lamp in your path of darkness, you can’t tell whether you’re walking toward salvation— or stumbling your way into damnation. There, where all who carry heavy pasts gather, hiding them behind towering walls... When time halts, and the gates of hell open before Haruki, he finds himself swept into the depths of an unknown world. Will he escape this inferno— or will its flames consume his body until nothing remains but ash? Eras and realms collide and intertwine, forging a twisted, uncertain reality... But is it even real at all?

Some monsters are born. Others are made. But what happens when you’re both? Simon has lived a quiet life in Willow Creek—silver hair, gentle soul, raised by exorcists, protected by sacred ground. But peace like that never lasts. Not when your very existence defies Heaven and Hell. Eventually, something breaks. Shadows from the past. Whispers of a future he was never meant to survive. Secrets that claw their way to the surface. Visions he can’t explain. And something inside him begins to wake up. Born of the Devil. Forged by a legendary witch. Baptized in fire and the blood of demons. This history—his truth—was buried to protect him. A curse cast by a mother desperate to save her child from the darkness he was destined to become. But curses unravel. And some truths cannot stay hidden. Something ancient stirs. Something powerful. Something that was never meant to walk this world. He thought he was just a boy. He was wrong. Can a curse be cursed? Destiny twirls and unwinds in this thrilling story.

Lan Hengsheng was once the pride of the Lan Clan, a child prodigy with limitless potential—until his fifth birthday changed everything. Declared spirit coreless, he was abandoned by those who once praised him, dismissed as a mortal in a world ruled by cultivators. His so-called friends turned their backs on him, and the clan that once held him in high regard saw him as nothing more than a disappointment. But Hengsheng holds a secret—one that defies the natural laws of this world. Ding! [Make a wish]  He wished for everything! With the ability to create a system, he doesn’t need talent. He doesn’t need fate’s blessing. He can program his own path to immortality. Why struggle for enlightenment when he can create a Cultivation Optimization System? Why waste decades training when he can install a Time Acceleration System? Why risk his life searching for treasures when he can develop an Auto-Farming System? While other cultivators beg the heavens for guidance, Hengsheng writes his own cultivation manual. Armed with his cheat-like power, he will challenge geniuses, reshape sects, and rewrite the very foundation of cultivation itself. The strongest cultivator is a system maker! Join the Discussion & Share Ideas! Discord: https://discord.gg/T7uyfDPBvd Patreon: patreon.com/Raventan Contribute your ideas and help shape the story!

An Epic Tale of Gods, Creation, and Betrayal In a realm beyond time, where stars are born from breath and worlds are shaped by will, Bhravum, the God of Gods, reigns supreme. With unmatched knowledge won by sacrificing half his soul, he forged the Five Realms—heavenly Zephyra, the angelic skies of Elysera, the battleground of Valekar, mortal Earth, and the dark abyss of Nerakhul. At his side stands Freyuma, a cosmic being of warmth and magic, mother of nature, and the lifeblood of all existence. Together, they maintain divine order with the help of loyal guardians: Suya, the Sun God; Sandhy, the light of life; Chayum, the Moon’s keeper; Saynuma, the warrior-minister; and Alraz, protector of the heavens. But beneath even the deepest realm, in a place lost to time and light, something ancient begins to stir. Vuyamin—once a god, now a monstrous serpent of void and venom—was cast out for daring to steal the divine throne. Imprisoned beneath creation, his hatred has only grown. Now, whispers of his return reach the stars. As the balance of the universe begins to crack, an ancient prophecy resurfaces. The gods must prepare for a war not just of power, but of destiny—because the greatest threat to creation… was once part of it.

Killed on Halloween and sent to Hell, Velmora refuses to rot in damnation. Her soul wants revenge—and she’ll claw her way back to Earth to get it. Velmora had it all—wealth, youth, and a future carved in gold. Until her parents were slaughtered, and she was executed on Halloween night by their murderers. Waking up at the gates of Hell, her body broken but her spirit unyielding, Velmora learns she’s been damned... not for what she did, but what she would’ve done. But eternal punishment doesn’t sit well with an heiress raised to rule. With demons watching and secrets lurking in every ember, Velmora must forge her path through damnation, outwit infernal guardians, and rise from the ashes of Hell itself. This isn’t redemption. It’s vengeance.

Destruction was everywhere. Buildings lay crumbled around him, and corpses littered the cracked, broken roads. The sky burned red as the sun dipped below the horizon, the air thick with the stench of burning flesh and floating ash. Amid the dozens of bodies strewn across the street, one young man lay bleeding, motionless. Three rusted spears were embedded deep in his chest and abdomen. Anyone who saw him would know — he didn’t have long left. ‘Ah… it hurts. It hurts so bad…’ ‘Anyone… help… I— I don’t want to die…’ ‘I’ll do anything… please…’ The pain was too much, he wanted to scream, but he could not. He wanted to reached out, but he couldn't. He'll do anything to live once more — a second chance. [Ding! Your wishes have been heard!] [A distant force is calling to your soul…] [Will you accept?] ▸ [Yes]    ▢ [No] Additional Tags: Skill, System, Gods, Goddesses, Academy, Revenge, no simp, Misunderstanding, Skill Maker, Anime, Creative-Mc, villains, monster, dungeon, portals, elf, memes, cat girl, funny, milfs (hopefully by this people can find this more lol)

97 years ago a large number of meteorite crashed on earth from which zombie apocalypse spread in earth. In dire situation when humanity was on its last leg primal families came forward, with them came lost martial arts and techniques which gave humanity a chance to fight back and restore new world order. Now in present time William ,an orphan, must fight his way to survive and thrive in this harsh,cruel new world.

The sky tore open—and the earth followed. One by one, the seals broke. And with them, hell answered the call. Not in whispers. Not in shadows. But in flame, storm, and death. Cities fell. Oceans rose. The righteous vanished without a trace, and the damned were left to face what crawled from the void. The demons had broken the ancient covenant—a pact that held the balance between heaven, hell, and humanity. And in their treachery, the world was left defenseless. So the Divine issued a command: “Send me an army.” But none answered. None, except nine. Nine demons rose from the ashes of their own damnation. Not out of loyalty. Not out of guilt. But for something deeper—honor, purpose, redemption. They would fight their own kind. Protect the world they once helped break. They are not heroes. They are not saviors. They are the Hell‘s 9.

In a world where dungeons and monsters invade through portals, hunters rise to fight back with swords, spells, and brute strength. But Jin Tae-Hyun, an F-class failure, is killed by a mutated monster—and awakens ten years in the past with an SSS-class skill hidden behind an F-rank label: **\[The Maker] — A skill that lets him craft weapons, armor, and accessories of any rarity.** From Common to Mythical. From basic swords to sentient, elemental blades. Jin chooses to hide his true power, forge his own path, and rise from the shadows. With each battle, he improves his gear, copies fighting styles, and builds a team of loyal allies. But when a hidden realm tied to ancient crafting appears, Jin’s journey begins to reshape the very world. The blacksmith of tomorrow isn't just a support role— **He's the one who builds legends.**

This is a story about crafting A man who fights injustice with golems

Due to some problems, I won't be able to continue this story for now. This does not mean I am abandoning it for good. Right now, I will incorporate some/many things from it in "The Great Lord". So, I will conclude this here for now. I will come back later. This was going to last 200 chapters anyway.  But as it will be included in "The Great Lord", it will be larger and more interesting. I hope. ------ Synopsis ------ A brilliant scientist, on the verge of a breakthrough in portal technology, miscalculates. The result? A catastrophic failure that pulls him into Primordial Space—a realm beyond mortal comprehension, where time, reality, and existence itself twist into the unknown. By all logic, he should have perished. But the necklace he wore, an ordinary trinket to most, was anything but. A fragment of Primordial Stone, it fused with his essence, allowing him to survive where no mortal should. Eons passed. He went mad. Then sane. Then something beyond both. He studied, adapted, and mastered the boundless forces of that realm. And one day, he escaped. But the mortal world was no longer as he remembered. Awakening from a long coma, he found himself changed—his past a blur, his memories of Primordial Space slipping away like a forgotten dream. Yet, the power remained. The ability to bend the very laws of the universe at his fingertips. Now, in a universe where cultivation, magic, and ancient forces shape destiny, The Law Maker walks his own path—not as a god, not as a cultivator, but as something else entirely. A wanderer, an anomaly, a being who defies the natural order. And his adventure has only just begun.

Due to some problems, I won't be able to continue this story for now. This does not mean I am abandoning it for good. Currently, I will incorporate some aspects of it into "The Great Lord". So, I will conclude this here for now. I will come back later. This was going to last 200 chapters anyway.  But as it will be included in "The Great Lord", it will be larger and more interesting. I hope. -------------------------------------- Synopsis: Nexus had always felt that something was missing — a quiet wrongness he could never explain. It haunted him through every moment of his life... until the day a blinding light tore across the sky and struck him as he sat by a riverbank. When he awoke, he found himself in an unfamiliar realm — greeted by Lumos, a being from a forgotten past. Armed with relics of a life he barely remembers, Nexus chooses a new path: to become a Dimensional Game Maker, crafting worlds beyond imagination with Lumos at his side. Yet even as he builds new realities, a deeper question burns within him — What is his true purpose? --------------------------------------------------------------- Author Note: Due to my studies, I won't be able to follow any release schedule. It means that I won't be able to tell when a new chapter will come out. Will it be 1 day or 1 week or 1 month? Can't tell. But you can rest assured that I won't drop this novel. I will finish it. Join my Discord Server for discussion & other stuff- https://discord.gg/cTDCNc9WAr

In a future where monstrous creatures have destroyed human civilization to the brink of extinction, a 17-year-old teenager named Ilyas awakens—only to find himself back in the past. However, instead of feeling hope or the drive to fix everything, Ilyas is consumed by bitterness. Haunted by memories of destruction and loss, he refuses to believe that fate can be changed. All he wants is to sleep forever and escape the nightmare he once endured. But fate is never kind to those who try to run from it. As past events begin to repeat themselves, Ilyas is forced to confront the very world he once wished to leave behind. What he doesn’t realize is that the world he once knew is starting to change—because of the people he is destined to meet, and the truths about the world he lives in, are slowly being revealed. Will he remain a prisoner of a time loop that keeps repeating... or become the key to humanity’s salvation?

Cults, Demons, sacrificial rituals– does any of that sound intriguing to you? To Rubie Yang, it wouldn’t be a stretch to say that it at least had piqued her interest once or twice in the past, but she wouldn’t have gone so far to say she’d love for it to become her entire life. After witnessing a bloody freak incident at a local festival, Rubie and her polar opposite friends are forced into confronting each other once again, whether they like it or not.

“I’ll give you power, but I’ll take everything else.” Avery Quinn never believed in devils—until one answered her desperate plea. With her little brother dying and no one left to turn to, she signs a deal with the cold, ruthless Dante Harlan. He offers protection and strength… at a terrifying cost: herself. Thrown into a world of shadowed bargains and deadly secrets, Avery must navigate life under Dante’s roof, where obedience is demanded and rebellion comes with consequences. But as the line between power and possession blurs, she realizes that surviving the devil isn’t as simple as saying no. Can she hold onto her soul, or will she fall deeper into his world—until she can no longer escape it? A story of vengeance, twisted romance, and the flames of a hellish bond. He owns her fate. But can he ever own her heart?

a man tired of living life, having no means to change his way of life decided to go live in hell. (i will be posting this story on royalroad.com)

Ayuna thought his biggest worry was rewriting a messy chapter—until a bullet stole his breath and the world around him collapsed. But death wasn't the end. Now, chosen by a mysterious system, he's been given an important role in a shattered realm where faith is fading and gods are gone. Can a storyteller become a savior? =×=×=×=×=×= Credits given to the owner of the picture used for the cover of this novel. If you don't want your art used, please let me know. I'll immediately replace it. Thank you so much!

What once a beautiful world was now destroyed, it's heroes dead so we're the gods. For one last time the last of the Human's did the impossible, She willed something what she always want but never accomplished. She tried to save of the man she loved, for a thousand years no. even longer she endured and when the world came to an end. And her efforts were ignored and crushed ultimately crushing what her lover sacrificed himself to. She snapped and this time he was not gonna die...

Hell Minds What if the stories you told… started to tell themselves back? Kaira, a sharp-witted teen with a voice made for the mic, starts a podcast with her four closest friends—Malik the skeptic, Juno the tech genius, Ezra the horror buff, and Lia the quiet empath. Their show, Hell Minds, is meant to be a fun dive into the world’s most terrifying real-life ghost stories—from haunted dolls to cursed houses. But as the podcast gains popularity, strange things begin happening. The lights flicker every time Ezra speaks. Malik dreams of voices he never heard before. Lia swears the ghosts are listening. And one day, their latest episode doesn’t upload—because the file has been changed. Someone… or something… added a voice that doesn’t belong to any of them. Now, the friends aren’t just telling ghost stories. They’re living them. And the deeper they dig, the more they realize: some stories want to be left alone.

"But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?" - Mark Twain. Lucifer fell from heaven, as the eons passed, He lost who he was and what he fought for. Letting himself get corrupted by evil. At least, That's what prophecies and history have dictated. This is a tale that blurs the line between Good and Evil. A tale that grants the Fallen one redemption in humanity's eye.

"...You know what I do to people I don't like?" White lashes lowered, a stark contrast against his hair-proof that the color was real. "No, Boss." "I fucking kill them." His eyes glinted again, but he said nothing, just nodded. "You're not afraid of dying, are you?" "No, Boss." "Shame." *** When Ian is assigned a bodyguard by his friend and trusted associate, he refuses. No crime boss needs a bodyguard-it's the only way to keep his crumbling dignity intact. Yet he relents. Not because of the white-haired man who immediately gets under his skin, not because he hates his guts, and definitely not because he nearly killed the stray the first time they crossed paths. If Ian were honest, he doesn't know why this guy affects him so much. But he might be right to be wary. After a series of heated and dangerous encounters, Ian begins to suspect that his bodyguard isn't who he claims to be.

Is the truly such thing as coincidence or is destiny taking it's place? Is there such thing as right and wrong, or is just what we want to belive? We all experience sadness, but also joy, pain, but also pleasure. though some people aren't as lucky to have such a diverse experience, just like the person whose story you are about to read.

He wasn’t born strong—but he can craft strength. Felix Mavis, a quiet talisman maker in a forgotten alley, dreams of rising above his humble beginnings. With patience, ink, and spirit, he forges his own path.

Somewhere in the depths of space… An object pulsed faintly, radiating light—yet at the same time, it seemed to absorb it. Its size was impossible to measure, as if its very existence defied the laws of reality. Anything that approached—asteroids, stars, even light itself—was consumed without a trace, disappearing into the void. If one were to observe closely, they would see the fabric of space twisting and distorting around it, yet somehow appearing stable—as if reality itself were an illusion.  Its rough, circular shape resembled what humans might call a black hole—though whether that truly defined its nature was a question beyond understanding. Its location? Fortunately for humankind, it was nowhere near the Milky Way galaxy. Suddenly, a streak of white and gold light erupted from the black hole's center, cutting through the darkness with blinding speed. It shot into the depths of space, with no sign of slowing or changing course. Its destination? Unknown.

After Earth was plunged into an unprecedented cataclysm known as **"The Opening,"** demons clawed their way up from hell and seized the world. Humanity reeled in despair. Half were slaughtered or enslaved within infernal chains. Every weapon, every strategy, every desperate hope thrown against the invaders **failed** – for reasons no one could fathom. Nothing worked. Then, like a sudden dawn in endless night, came **the Righteous**. This mysterious group emerged, offering salvation to a broken world. They taught humanity **forgotten secrets**, the only knowledge capable of fighting back the darkness. **Aleks Lake** was among the unlucky ones caught in the first wave of The Opening. He lost everything – especially his parents. And when the "marked ones" awakened, gifted with the power to resist, Aleks was left behind. **Unawakened.** Yet, all his life, he burned with a single desire: to stand among the first line of defense, those special individuals who could face the demons. Known only as "the one who wasn't awakened," Aleks had no idea his own family had concealed a shattering truth. A truth that would rewrite his destiny. He found it hidden away: an **ancient, unknown scroll**. Its discovery promised to make him something he *never* thought possible. And it did. The moment he touched it, the scroll ignited with power, etching something alien into his very being. **[Ding]** **[You have successfully become...]** Before Aleks could grasp what was happening, the **encrypted system** flooded his senses. It was his key, his ultimate cheat code for the academy and his meteoric rise through the ranks. But the system held a hidden price. A demand far darker than Aleks could have ever prepared for. **[Ding]** **[You must collect 100 Souls]**

Lilith Aphelion was the reigning Empress of the Albertine Empire. She was also on the brink of death. Betrayed by the man she calls her husband, she spends her last breath cursing him out. 'I swear to the gods above, Adam, I will drag you and your wench mistress to hell with me!' But when she opened her eyes again, it was not hell that greeted her. Instead, she found herself in her childhood bedroom, the familiar scent of lavender and old books filling the air. She was no longer the betrayed empress; she was fourteen again, given a miraculous chance to rewrite her fate. Given the chance to redo her life, Lilith withered under the pressure. What was the use of trying to get revenge when she doesn't have the power nor the status to do anything? She was no longer the Empress, she was just a Duke's unwanted and illegitimate daughter. She couldn't do anything worthwhile, deserving of her second life. [0106: Greetings, aspiring villainess! 'Tis I, System 0106! Or commonly known as the Villainess Maker System. Shall we begin?] ...What the hell? Now, with the guide of some unknown power, Lilith was determined to change her future and avoid destruction at the hands of her former husband, Lilith vowed to make her former husband suffer the same torment he had inflicted upon her. No longer the righteous empress, she would become a cunning and ruthless shadow, pulling the strings towards the ruination of those who wronged her. The game of power and revenge had begun, and this time, Lilith would not lose.