Inn Keeper

"History is a lie. Fate is a script. And I refuse to be just another forgotten page." In a world where reality is a fragile illusion, where history has been rewritten so many times that even the gods have forgotten the original truth, Xion Trinity Pendragon is an anomaly-an existence that should not be. Branded as a Paradox by the celestial rulers of the Divine Concord, Xion is hunted across the fractured remnants of time itself. But the deeper he runs, the more he begins to unravel a horrifying secret-he has existed before. And each time, he has failed. Fate itself seems set against him, but Xion refuses to be erased. Armed with Willbreaker, a weapon that nullifies and adapts to all forces, and guided by cryptic whispers from the Black Star Paradox, he embarks on a desperate quest to defy the cycle of destruction that has consumed countless versions of himself before. But he is not alone in this struggle. Clover, his once closest ally, now stands against him-believing that stopping Xion is the only way to prevent a catastrophe greater than any before. The Devourer Kingdom, a race of warriors that feed on the strength of their enemies, sees Xion as their unclaimed heir. And the Sealed Academies, the keepers of forbidden knowledge, whisper that the truth he seeks should never be known. As the cycle nears its breaking point, as betrayals, revelations, and impossible choices stack upon one another, Xion must face the ultimate question: If reality itself has already decided his fate... can he truly escape it? Or has he already lost?

The Duskthrone Legacy "There are names that should never be spoken... and one who could name what even gods fear." The Duskthrone Dukedom—a name draped in shadows and sealed behind centuries of silence—stands as a throne untouched by time. The Duskthrone family, bound by a lineage older than kingdoms, carries powers whispered to be the remnants of something lost to the gods themselves. They are the Keepers of the Nameless Truths, those who defy the laws of existence with powers capable of rewriting reality itself. Few dare to question the Duskthrone bloodline, for those who do often find their very names erased from memory. Its heir, Asher Duskthrone, emerges from the depths of isolation, his existence a whispered legend among nobles, a secret buried beneath fear and reverence. Few have seen him. Fewer still dare to speak his name. Behind his cold, unreadable gaze lies something the world cannot fathom—a power neither wholly mortal nor bound by divine law. The Eidolon Pantheon, those who carved existence from the void, turn their eyes toward him from behind veils of eternity. There are laws even gods must obey... but there are older truths—nameless, formless—that stir beneath the surface of reality. Whispers speak of Genesis bound to Origin—a power both before creation and beyond it—buried within Asher's very soul. The blood of Duskthrone carries the weight of unwritten names, a force that could name what even gods fear... or erase what was never meant to exist. Yet even Asher himself is blind to what lies dormant within him—his power waiting, watching, bound by chains unseen until the moment the world forces him to awaken. There are ancient prophecies scattered across forgotten texts—verses forbidden by divine decree—hinting at a voice that will rise from mortal flesh. A voice that speaks not of what is, but of what could have been... and what should never be. Those who stand too close to him feel the pull of something they cannot name—an absence where existence frays at the edges. The gods watch in silence, bound by their own fear. What will happen when that voice begins to stir? When Asher Duskthrone speaks— The world will listen... and the gods will tremble. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When the port of Franik chokes on briny fog thick with the reek of decay, a witcher pierced through the heart by a pitchfork opens eyes that no longer belong to him—Bai Lang, a 21st-century zoologist, now inhabits this scarred body. Hired by a tavern keeper for three silver coins to dredge up a drowned earl’s bastard, he finds a spoon stamped with royal wax in the corpse’s bloated stomach. As fishing nets haul up indigo cloth fragments from the New World, the gallows creaks under the weight of its seventh “witch,” her charred ankles swaying above the harbor. Twelve letters bearing disparate noble crests steer Bai Lang toward a fractured silver sword’s trail: a sarcophagus in a monastery crypt weeps with a banshee’s lament, a cyclops’ birthmark glows upon a fishergirl’s collarbone in rhythm with the tides, and Crusader curses fester as sentient barnacles devouring sailors in a merchant ship’s belly. Yet the deadliest snare lies in the crown prince’s chambers—a unicorn tapestry woven from twelve bastards’ umbilical cords, every thread stitched with the witchers’ vanishing truth. Shrouded sails pierce the North Sea’s fury as the fabled Isle of Witchers emerges from mythic fog. When pyres of burning witches stain the horizon and the Pope’s dagger presses against a laboring mother’s fevered throat, Bai Lang clutches the final shard of silver and understands: the plague ravaging the Old World is no act of God, but a funeral orchestrated by New World capitalists and Old World theocrats. The last witcher’s blade, once plunged into monstrous hearts, must now carve an epitaph for the devils mankind has birthed—and bury an era in its silver grave.

"Coquin, je vais sortir pour faire quelque chose, donc je ne peux plus m'occuper de toi. Tu peux descendre de la montagne et t'amuser. Mais si tu ne trouves pas quelqu'un qui correspond à ton Corps Inné Pure Yang en trois ans, tu es fini!" Ce sont les derniers mots que l'ancien, qui était le professeur de Yang Luo, lui jeta avant de disparaître. Pendant ce temps, ayant maîtrisé la plupart des compétences de son maître, Yang Luo descendit de la montagne et fit son premier pas dans la civilisation pour la première fois en des années. Avec ses compétences médicales et ses arts martiaux inégalés, il se lance dans un voyage, se liant d'amitié avec de nouveaux alliés et écrasant tous les ennemis qui se dressent sur son chemin, alors qu'il tente de résoudre sa constitution de Corps Inné Pure Yang, et de cultiver jusqu'au sommet du monde!

(HAUPTGESCHICHTE ABGESCHLOSSEN) Im Königreich des Herzens, einem Reich, in dem Vampire herrschen und Menschen nichts weiter als Vieh sind, wurde Lilou, eine Bäuerin, von dem schlimmsten wahnsinnigen Vampir seiner Art gejagt. Doch so furchtbar, wie er sie als seine "reservierte Mahlzeit" bezeichnete, nannte dieser Vampir sie auch seine Braut! Außer: Meine Augen blicken voller Angst auf das noch immer schlagende Herz in seiner Hand. "Mein Herr, verzeiht mir, aber ... ist das der verdammte Beweis, den Ihr mir zu zeigen versprochen habt?" fragte ich mit zittriger Stimme, während ich mit zitternden Knien dagegen ankämpfte, aufzugeben. "Mhm ... glaubt Ihr jetzt, dass ich gut darin bin, Herzen zu erobern?" Der silberhaarige Mann mit den bedrohlichen tiefroten Augen starrte mich nach einem Nicken stolz an. Ich schnappte nach Luft, als er seine Hand zu einer Faust ballte und das frische Herz zerdrückte. "Ja, Mylord. Ihr seid gut darin, buchstäblich." Beschämt sah ich zu, wie die Teile des Herzens fielen, als er sich näherte. Bei jedem seiner Schritte wich ich einen Schritt zurück, bis ich mit dem Rücken an einer festen Säule stand. "Hm", kicherte Samael kurz und blieb vor mir stehen. Seine langen, spitzen Nägel, die mit Blut bedeckt waren, zeichneten meinen Ellbogen bis hinunter zu meiner Hand nach. Sanft klemmte er meinen Zeigefinger zwischen seine und führte ihn vor seine Lippen. "Aber habe ich deinen Test bestanden?" fragte er, während die scharfe Spitze seines Nagels über die Spitze meines Fingers strich. Ich starrte in seinen durchdringenden Blick, als ich zögernd antwortete: "Gerade so." Er grinste und nickte zufrieden, bevor er seinen Nagel auf die Spitze meines Zeigefingers drückte, aus der sich schnell ein Blutstropfen bildete. "So ein süßes Aroma." flüsterte er, nahm meinen blutenden Finger in den Mund und leckte ihn leidenschaftlich ab. Sein bedrohlicher Blick verließ meinen nicht, während er ein wenig von meinem Blut verzehrte. "Heißt das, du nimmst meine Einladung an?" Samael hielt meinen Finger zwischen seinen Reißzähnen und erkundigte sich. Ich biss mir unbewusst auf die Unterlippe, mein Herz in der Brust trommelte, während mir der Schweiß den Rücken hinunterlief. "Aber ... ich bin nur ..." Ich hielt inne und hoffte, dass meine Antwort dem Ganzen ein Ende setzen würde. "... ich bin nur ein Mensch." Samael schnalzte mit der Zunge, verärgert über meine Antwort, als er meinen Finger losließ. "Nein", flüsterte er. Mein ganzer Körper versteifte sich, als er sich vorbeugte und mit der Nasenspitze meine Schulter bis zu meinem Hals streichelte, während sein heißer Atem meine Haut kitzelte. "Du bist nicht einfach nur ein Mensch ... du bist mein Mensch." betonte er, bevor ich spürte, wie sich seine Lippen teilten und die Spitze seiner Reißzähne meine Haut berührte. Cover nicht meins. *** Original Story von: alienfrommars FOLLOW ME ON INSTAGRAM für originelle Charaktere: @authoralienfrommars Discord-Server: https://discord.gg/tbS4rKec3e

Nora ist einen Monat vor ihrer Hochzeit am Boden zerstört, als sie die betrügerische Affäre ihres Verlobten aufdeckt. Während sie mit diesem Verrat fertig wird, entdeckt sie eine tiefgreifende Intrige, die sie daran hindern soll, ihr rechtmäßiges Erbe anzutreten. Am Boden zerstört, aber entschlossen, unternimmt Nora einen gewagten Schritt, um die Kontrolle über ihr Leben zurückzugewinnen. Sie trifft auf Demetri, den "Dämon", einen furchterregenden Mann, den sie kaum kennt und der ihr Schutz und Unterstützung anbietet, wenn sie ihn im Gegenzug mit einem Vertrag heiratet, der ihn zufrieden stellt. Durch eine Laune des Schicksals heiratet Nora Demetri, um ihr Erbe einzufordern und diejenigen zu bekämpfen, die sich gegen sie verschworen haben. Doch während sie gegen ihre eigene Familie und Demetris zahlreiche Rivalen kämpft, wird sie es schaffen, sich nicht in den Mann zu verlieben, der dafür bekannt ist, Menschen unter seinem gestiefelten Absatz zu zerquetschen. Auszug: Sie hatte vergessen, dass der Mann einschüchternd war, und ihn direkt herausgefordert. Anstatt zu sprechen, erhob sich Demetri von seinem Platz und ging zielstrebig auf sie zu. Obwohl es nur ein paar Schritte waren, schien sich die Zeit für Nora zu dehnen. Als er fast zum Greifen nahe war, landete seine Hand sanft auf ihrem Knie und bewegte es zur Seite. Seine Berührung bewegte sich mit einem Hauch von Liebkosung, und er trat zwischen ihre geöffneten Beine. Nora saß da wie erstarrt, ihre Augen weit aufgerissen wie ein Reh im Scheinwerferlicht. Er nahm ihr Kinn zwischen seine Finger, neigte ihr Gesicht nach oben und sprach in aller Ruhe: "Du bist meine Frau." Sie nickte langsam mit dem Kopf zur Bestätigung, während sein Daumen langsam über ihre Lippen strich. "Ich habe dir Zeit gegeben, deine Gefühle zu sammeln." Ein weiteres Nicken. Noras Nervosität ließ sie sich über die Lippen lecken, während sie sich seines intensiven Blickes auf sie bewusst war. "Dein Grund für die Heirat war es, dein Erbe zu sichern und nicht mehr unter der Fuchtel deiner Mutter zu stehen." "Ja ..." flüsterte Nora verwirrt. Ihre Verwirrung bezog sich nicht auf seine Aussage, sondern auf die verwirrenden Empfindungen, die sie durchströmten. Was geschah mit ihr? "Es ist an der Zeit, dass du deinen Teil des Vertrages erfüllst, ja?" fuhr er fort. "Ja", flüsterte Nora atemlos. Warum war sie atemlos? War der Sauerstoffgehalt im Haus gesunken? Wurde die Luft plötzlich dünner? Abrupt verließ seine Hand ihr Gesicht, und sie beobachtete, wie er näher herankam. Erst jetzt begriff Nora, was vor sich ging. All die verlockenden, herzzerreißenden Küsse, von denen sie in Romanen gelesen hatte, sollten nun möglicherweise ihre Realität werden. Aber der erwartete Kuss fand nicht statt. Stattdessen hielt er in ihrer Nähe inne und befahl: "Küss mich."

{2 chapters daily + every 100 power stones increase chap by 1} -3 chapters a day until we hit chapter 12- || Limit up to 5 chapters daily || Nico Lotus has the ability to feed off the despair of others, friend or foe, with his dark magic. He is the sole dark mage student and outcast at Keeper Academy. Nico must navigate a world of mysterious magic, deadly illusions, and dangerous creatures from his dark past that threaten humanity. As he grows stronger and forms deep bonds with his friends, Nico faces challenges that push the limits of his power. With the future of humanity hanging in the balance, he must confront what it truly means to be a hero and how far he’s willing to go to protect those he loves. Will he destroy the world for the people he cares about or save the world if it meant losing them?

Durin stroked the black cat on the armrest of his chair, sitting on the black leather sofa. Through the glasses perched on his nose, his gaze passed over the long table in front of him and settled on the man kneeling on the carpet: "I understand, you've made money in Naples, your business has been very successful, and you've led a happy life. You've had those secret police, friends in both the law and the underground, and even the Royal Family speaking on your behalf." "You don't need a friend like me, I know that. You're afraid of owing me a favor, and you don't want to get involved in troubles." "But now you come to me and say, 'I beg you, Mr. Durin of the Corleon family, please help me seek justice, so that my life and my family will not suffer and sink into despair.' Yet, in your eyes, I was nothing more than a second-rate artist involved in movies and music. Even at the brink of death, you still show me such disrespect, not even willing to call me by my title... Keeper of Secrets."

Van Thomas has just inherited a house from his late grandparents in the countryside and has moved into it--only to realize the house is a rather popular resort that serves all kinds of customers all year round. As the owner and manager of the building, he realizes that the inn caters to an unusual clientele, and has an even more unique staff. His secretary is named Daji. A pirate named Waverly Leviathan with resemblance to Poseidon often stays. Daji's nephew often stays and calls himself Sun Wukong. A novelist and screenwriter, Athena, is working on a masterpiece. Then there's the CEO named Odin and his twin sons named Loki. Could these mythological connections be more than coincidence?

In the bustling fantasy city of Two Ex-Adventurers, Dord, Orth, and Sirre Willow struggle to keep their humble inn afloat. On the surface, Orth and Sirre appear to be the perfect couple, but deep within Orth’s heart lies a secret desire—a cuckold fantasy he has never dared to share. When a mysterious traveler offers to pay for a night with Sirre, it stirs a whirlwind of emotions in Orth. He sees an opportunity to confront his hidden longing and solve their financial troubles in one move. But how will Sirre, who would go to any length to keep Orth devoted to her, respond to such a twisted proposal? This is a netorase story about a loving couple. Clingy Lover Doting Love Interests Magic Male Protagonist Masochistic Characters Netorare Netorase Obsessive Love Prostitutes Yandere https://discord.gg/r2ZMcRfd34

In the depths of a newborn universe, a cultivator takes advantage of the abundant energy to refine himself a treasure. But after 14 billion years of refining and quite a few more to go, he decides to entertain himself by releasing countless systems and watching how the creatures of this fledgling universe handle them. On Earth, a young man, lost and confused about what to do with his life, sits in a park and looks up at the night sky. A shooting star, a wish and a bang. When the boy finally wakes up he hears a sound, "assimilation complete. Launching System. Welcome to the Midnight Inn. Host Designation: The Innkeeper." Discord: https://discord.gg/yqCkHedcUP Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61551387105778 Instagram: https://instagram.com/theinnkeepernovel?igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

werewolves, machines in human form, an interdimensional cataclysm and at the center a time traveling peace keeper

Since the dawn of time, a godly relic has drifted through the void, watching the birth of universes, witnessing beings who could shatter stars with a flick of their hands, erase galaxies with mere words, and obliterate entire realities with their mastery of the different elements. But after eons of watching, it grew bored. On Earth, Yasuo, a reincarnated demon arts grandmaster now reincarnated as a regular young man, lies bored in his bed, thinking about this world's various confinements. The next day, he opens his eyes only to find himself carrying a "Godly Relic." As someone who wasn't able to use his dark magic on earth, Yasuo could only rely on the "Godly Relic" And his past experiences to travel through countless worlds and spread the entrance of his Holy Land, determined to cultivate and grow stronger. --------------------Rewards-------------------- 30 Power Stones= 1 Bonus Chapter 30 Golden Tickets = 3 Bonus Chapter Castle= 10 Bonus Chapters The bonus chapters will be updated altogether, even if it's 14 chapters at once, on Monday at 00:00 gmt+8 ( Server Time )

"Not even the gods can stop me from finding my family!" Max only wanted to reunite with his parents and sister. But for that, he had to awaken a class. With no high expectations, Max would’ve been satisfied with a C or D rank. But fate had other plans. He unlocked a legendary SSS-Rank class. [Dimensional Keeper] This class changed everything. Max mastered every skill to perfection and grasped the Concepts of Space and Time while his peers were playing around with swords. In no time, he ascended to become the Keeper of the Universe. Armed with unimaginable power, Max’s journey to find his family had begun. Nothing could stop him now—not fate, not enemies, not even the mighty gods! --- Discord Link:- https://discord.gg/xPZZbXbAAq

Edwin was once a world renowned scientist, attested for his understanding in genetic. Was. Involved in a scandal, he was disgraced and thrown to the dirt. And when he wanted to commit his final act of revenge upon the one who threw him there, he die, not by the assassin sent after him, but death through the illness that have been plaguing him since childhood. However, after death, he soon woke up in a brand new world, one filled with magic and monsters. However, he woke up as demon, enemy of humanity, and given a system that will help him empowered monsters through either magic or genetic modification. -x- "Hah, enemy of humanity, I like that. When have human ever been grateful to me! Now, I will plunge the world into an age of demon and monsters!" Filled with desire to watch the world fall into ruin, Edwin, now Alros Kadarni, will cause as much destruction as he can. From one kingdom to the next. From one continent to the other. All by using the different danger zones that is feared by all sentient beings that is not monsters not demon.

Just as he wakes up in the hospital, Rhodes is driven to marry his dead fiancee. However, this ploy to steal his inheritance doesn’t work in their favor. Rhodes abandons his hollow life after losing his memories… to follow the trail of a mysterious man who appeared at his wedding. It leads him back to his unlikely hometown and the site of his first demise. Killian only wants a life of his choosing. However, his family’s self-instated mission as keepers of the spiritual realm keeps interfering with his dreams. His sole lucky stroke is running into Rhodes again. Riches, secrets, and ghosts converge in the new life they wove together. A ghost hotel attracts all kinds of spirits that might harm the people… or give answers to Rhodes’s strange amnesia. Will they balance everything in the two worlds, or will they cause one disaster after another? This is a work of fiction. All similarities to real people and events are all coincidental.

Enel, a pale and sickly-looking young boy with no knowledge of his true origins, escapes from his village into the vast and unforgiving desert. Desperation drives him to survive the relentless heat and treacherous terrain until he stumbles upon a hidden region veiled by an otherworldly illusion. As Enel explores the hidden region, he uncovers clues and the profound secrets of Aether. Along the way, he encounters strange creatures and long-forgotten civilizations . A map found in an abandoned inn becomes his guide, leading him through the enigmatic horizons of this new world. After escaping from the hidden region almost at the cost of his life he meets someone who is bound to bring change to his and that someone also knows the truth about his past which he wants to know at all costs, learning about his past he decided to become a disciple of the eccentric stranger who promises to give him the power to shape his future. He meets allies and adverseries, he also undergo unpleasant experiences and learn hard truths which shape his life and view of the world

He was summoned by 3 milfs and 2 gilfs, only to realize he wasn't a typical hero with powerful skills. He was a hero with "gifted semen" which can boost battle power or grant random skills. Since then, there has been a long queue of women outside his inn to receive his "blessing". Mature woman from east, powerful women from west, nuns from south and naughty milfs from south, they all chant his name from their slutty mouth. In bed, of course, Lol.

[Content Warning: This story contains several dark themes, including death and gore. Please read with caution.] The female lead may or may not display cruelty. (Proceed with caution if you choose to roast her.) _____________ The art of revenge is often a slow burn - calculated, patient and emotionally restrained. But what happens when vengeance strikes instantly? After being banished and dethroned as Luna by her pack Veronica Gordon is betrayed by her fiance' and is brutally murdered by him and his lover,her body shredded for organ trafficking on the eve of her wedding. Death should have been the end,but Veronica defies it, striking a deal for a second chance. Bound to the site of her deminse and granted the powers for her revenge, she transforms the place into Delilah's Inn,an establishment named after the infamous biblical seductress. Her mission is clear: lure and destroy cheating men and their accomplices. Centuries later, Delilah's Inn becomes a legend, immortalised in a mysterious novel with only 200 copies printed every five years. Adonis McCallum, a 24 year old university student and devoted fan of the tale, devours every edition. But his obsession takes a grim turn when he meets the same fate as Veronica - betrayed and murdered by his lover. Instead of passing on, Adonis is sent to the Inn by The Grim Reaper,who hopes to expedite his soul collection. Yet Adonis,with his innocence intact, proves immune to the Inn's seductive power. To escape and reclaim his life, he strikes an unlikely deal with the Grim Reaper: make Veronica fall in love with him - a woman whose heart has been dead for over a century cursed to feel nothing but cruelty. As Adonis navigates the sinister politics,lies and anguish entangled within Delilah's Inn, he must decide if his freedom is worth breaking through Veronica's icy facade - or if her revenge will claim him too. ______ TROPES: •— Werewolf. •—Dominant FL. •—Isekai x Transmigration. •—Dark Romance. •—Betrayal x Revenge. •—Slow Burn (some what) •—Horror?(I'll leave that you to decide) •—Boss × Employee relationship. •—Reverse Grumpy x Sunshine. •— Possessive x obsessive. •— Morally Grey FL. ______ Recommended Reading Theme: Dark. Recommended Reading Font: Lora Or Merriweather. _____ EXCERPT: I walked into the room, my chest still heaving as I stopped in front of her. She sat there, calm and unbothered, as though she hadn’t just spilled blood in the lobby like it was her second nature. Her crimson-polished nails clicked rhythmically against the smooth table. Her gaze was fixed on the open book in front of her—a book she hadn’t turned a single page of all morning. “I see you love standing, Adonis.” Her voice was calm, almost too calm. She didn’t bother looking up. “It was just a hug, Veronica,” I said through gritted teeth. “You shouldn’t have done that. Maya has served you loyally for years—” “Until she touched what is mine.” Her voice sliced through my words, sharp and absolute. I laughed bitterly, shaking my head. “What’s yours? What’s the point of being yours when you treat me like… like I’m nothing?” The book slammed shut with a deafening clap. She rose to her feet in one fluid motion, every step toward me deliberate, predatory. Her eyes met mine, cold and unrelenting. “No one touches you but me, Adonis. Good, bad, whatever label you want to slap on it—I don’t care.” My breath caught in my throat, but I forced myself to hold my ground. “That’s not love, Veronica.” She tilted her head, a cruel smile tugging at her lips. “Love?” She laughed, soft but sharp, the sound laced with mockery. “Don’t insult me.”

In the grand Archive of Eldoria, Celestine Virelle has spent centuries preserving the world’s knowledge, bound by an ancient oath to protect the secrets hidden within its labyrinthine halls. But when she discovers a book that should not exist—a tome that records not only history but the future—her world is upended. The final page foretells a dire prophecy: that she will awaken a being lost to time, the Forgotten One. As Celestine unknowingly releases the enigmatic entity from its celestial prison, she is thrust into a battle against the very gods who rewrote history to hide an unbearable truth. Guided by the Forgotten One through the ethereal halls of a celestial library, she unravels the lost history of a world before her own, a world deliberately buried by divine hands. Now hunted by the Keepers, celestial warriors sworn to uphold the false order, Celestine must choose: abandon the truth and return to the life she knew, or embrace the Forgotten One’s knowledge and reshape the fate of Eldoria itself. As ancient forces stir and a battle for the past and future begins, the Librarian must decide where her true allegiance lies. But in a world where truth is power, will unveiling the past lead to salvation—or destruction?

Hood, a young dragon, has been discovered by the one she trusts. Now she must set out into the capital of Selethon, hiding her identity so she won't be hunted

A heroic tale. A knight in shining armor. A mage who can obliterate the world with just a flick of a finger. A mysterious rogue that moves like a shadow. A goddess so stunning and wise, shining upon the world and giving humanity a flicker of hope in the darkest times. Yeah, you’re not getting that here. Instead, let me introduce you to my squad—ahem, I mean, the Hero's Backup Squad! The unsung, overworked, questionably competent crew that works behind the scenes to make sure the real "heroes" don’t trip over their own destiny and die before they actually save the world. Hah! Do you really think heroes always win? That they magically save the world, have crazy strong powers, never die before the final battle, and somehow pull off the impossible every time? Yeah. That’s because the gods upstairs hire others to make sure things don’t go off track. That’s what we do. The invisible fixers, the divine crisis management team, the ones patching up the hero’s dumb mistakes before it happen while they get all the glory. Not that I’m bitter about it. (Okay, maybe a little.) I’m supposed to give a proper introduction here, but honestly? I don’t, I—ugh. You know what? Just read it. You’ll see. Sincerely, Goddess Yuna Keeper of the Subdivision of Heroic Affairs (And Unpaid Babysitter of Questionable Recruits)

Acheron Noctis should have died the night his family was massacred. Instead, he escaped—sealing the portal behind him and vanishing into a world that was never meant to be his. For years, he has lived in the shadows, haunted by a past he cannot return to. But the past has never stopped searching for him. When an ancient portal stirs in his presence, the illusion of his freedom shatters. Zephyris Vailen—once his closest friend, now the ruthless leader of the Keepers—has spent years weaving a web of deception, ensuring that if Acheron ever returned, he would be seen as the murderer who destroyed his own bloodline. But Zephyris’s obsession runs deeper than vengeance. He doesn’t just want Acheron’s return—he wants to own him, mind and soul. With the world turning against him, Acheron finds an unlikely anchor in Cytus Lysell, a sharp-tongued wanderer who refuses to believe the lies. But clearing his name is impossible when the truth itself is drowning—buried beneath illusions, rewritten memories, and a villain who never loses. As Acheron fights to reclaim his identity, the abyss that once nearly swallowed him calls again. And this time, if he cannot break free, he won’t just lose himself—he’ll belong to Zephyris forever.

"What on earth have I done?"— Xan Tang. ... Xan Tang is a lowly grave keeper in a remote clan, shunned for his uncanny ability to foresee death. His destiny took this turn after he foresaw the Emperor's imminent demise. Regrettably, the Emperor survived, leading the villagers to label him a harbinger of doom. His father had been the greatest Mage practitioner, a Phoenix, who fought against a demon that threatens to spread a dark power—Necromancy. During the course of sealing the demon, it has escaped, leaving an essence which was absorbed by Xan Tang's soul. The essence that unleashed Necromancy. As a descendant of an ancient Phoenix, he must unravel the mystery behind the King's living. And as a Necromancer, he hungers for a rise to power. ... "Let's start a new life from the darkness, until the light reveals the ends."—Xan Tang

I've been surrounded by monsters since the day I was born and I believed my father was the worse out of all of them. But I was wrong. I just hadn't met my husband yet. *** Claudia Sanchez wanted only a few things from life and one of them was to become a renowned singer. But her father was a man who spent more time on his ambitions than he did his children. Furthering his status was all that mattered, not even if it meant marrying his oldest daughter off to a known killer. Not even if it meant her dreams would forever remain just that. Dreams. This story’s timeline is set roughly thirty years before that of my other book; The mafia's queen, but follows the same families. This is to shed more light on the characters and show my readers why the families behave the way they do. You will most likely see characters from my previous book but will also be introduced to a set of new people. This book will contain a list of topics that may be triggering to some people. Some of which are listed below: Murder Gore physical assault Parental neglect Abuse Domestic violence Mentions of mental illness

Alastair Kurenai has left his home on Earth for a world called Nachima. In that world he'll be up against The Liberators, an organization that wishes to take his key to liberate the worlds from their reliance on Key Keepers. Nothing out of the ordinary for a guy raised in a family of Key Keepers. What kid doesn't want to be like his brothers and sisters? But that desire comes at a cost, one that makes Alastair long to return home. Still, he has to right the world before he can achieve his goal of returning home to his family.

Ardent expected to wake up in his bedroom after going to sleep after a drunken spree. Instead, he end up in an unknown bed, in an unknown room, in what seem to be medieval time. And that's when he knew, things about to get complicated. Now stuck in what seem to be the past, he was not the slightest bit amused, except- "Wait, magic existed?!" In a world like his own, yet not at the same time, Ardent decided to live life as his own and do what he want. However, he soon realized that in the world of Magic, danger is always around in the corner, and he alone could not protect the people he soon come to care of. So, what does a man in his thirties in a child body does when he come to such realization? Well, build a new nation of course!

[ Rewrite of Master of Element and Rules, Conquerer of Worlds. The characters will be the same, though there will be some changes in the plot line. If you like the novel, then you can try the rewritten one ] Ryker is born as the oldest of 14 siblings, so he is the one responsible to take care of them all. When given the choice of choosing the easier path or the harder one, he will take the harder, more arduous path, to ensure his siblings will be safe. However, the path he took is hard and long. Ryker must master countless Paths to rise to the top of the world he is on. But he will endure, for the sake of his siblings. He will walk great distance, travel through countless nations and visited the myriad realm, to become the strongest in the world, and later, the universe. Yet, why did all the women he met is interested with him??!!!!!! -x- "Big brother, you are strong enough. You can add more women into your harem," "I already have hundreds, even thousands of women! And you wanted me to add more!" "Yes," "Of course," "For the sake of our bloodline," "It is more fun this way," "I want more big sister," "All of you, huh, fine, I accept, just make sure this is the last one," ( Spoiler, it is not the last one.)

A normal boy wanders his street, when he enters mysterious and ancient parts of all existence and forced to travel to different worlds called 'Stories' and 'End' them and has to complete different tasks as he learns truths of the worlds he enter.

"Silent Witness: The Unbreakable Code" plunges forensic pathologist Marcus Devin into a terrifying mystery when victims begin appearing with an ancient, cryptic symbol etched into their skin, dying from inexplicable heart attacks. The symbol, the Sigil of Azael, leads Devin and his team to a centuries-old cult seeking to awaken a primal energy by harvesting human life force. As they decipher the cult's ritual, requiring seven specific sacrifices, they race against time to stop the killings. The investigation uncovers a shadowy figure, "The Keeper," who manipulates victims through a dark web portal. With each victim, the cult grows closer to their goal, revealing the sigil's true purpose: not just a gateway, but a conduit to create a terrifying entity. Devin must confront not only a ruthless cult but also the chilling reality that the very essence of life is being weaponized, pushing him to the edge of his understanding and resolve.