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Glenn Hughes had spent most of his life confined to a hospital bed. Brilliant yet shackled by a cruel fate, he endured ten long years under the relentless weight of an unforgiving disease. Between medications, surgeries, and agonizing treatments, death had begun to seem less like an end and more like a mercy. But when he finally closed his eyes for the last time… rest did not come. The stench of sweat, dust, and blood was the first thing to greet him. Shackled, filthy, and drained of strength, his body was no longer his own. He was no longer in a hospital but in a cell. No longer a patient, but a prisoner. “What the… what the hell is this?” Glenn had been thrust into a world of steel and prana, reborn in the body of a condemned slave. Once a noble, now nothing more than a number among the damned. Yet, something was different. There was a reason he was still alive. Witness Glenn’s transformation as he is dragged through agony and ecstasy, suffering and desire, boundless pleasure and unrelenting torment—all while shouldering a burden so crushing that any other man would break.

Minseok Lee had just finished his final exam, the one he'd been studying for over the past few weeks, and it felt like the weight of the world had been lifted off his shoulders.  He was officially a doctor now—one of the youngest ever in his prestigious medical university.  A new chapter in his life was about to begin.  He smiled as he crossed the street, his thoughts already drifting to his future: perhaps a research position, maybe a residency abroad.  "Maybe" Then, in an instant, the world flipped. A screeching sound filled the air as a truck came barreling toward him.  He didn't even have a chance to process the impact before everything went black. - ??? - When Minseok regained consciousness, it wasn't the sterile, white lights of a hospital room that greeted him, but the dim, ornate chandeliers of a vast, foreign bedroom.  He blinked several times, groaning softly as his vision cleared.  His head felt foggy, his body uncomfortably warm, like he had just woken from a fever dream.  Slowly, he sat up, hands trembling as he adjusted the thick, luxurious sheets around him.  Something didn't feel right.  The air was heavy, charged with an unnatural tension, as he had somehow wandered into an unfamiliar world. Confused, Minseok stood, only to stumble.  His legs, not his own, felt unfamiliar beneath him. Slender and weak.  He looked down in a panic. What...? He gasped as he took in the sight of the delicate, flowing gown. An intricate dress of gold and violet silk, clinging to a body that was most certainly not his own.  Long, platinum blonde hair cascaded around him like a waterfall, framing a face with sharp, aristocratic features.  His fingers, slender and elegant, were adorned with glistening jewels, and his reflection in the mirror across the room confirmed the horrifying truth: he wasn't Minseok Lee anymore. He was someone else. Princess Seraphina Lumastra. Minseok's breath caught in his throat as fragmented memories began to surge through him. An avalanche of emotions, thoughts, and experiences that did not belong to him.  Seraphina Lumastra, a villainess in this unfamiliar world, is notorious for her cruelty, arrogance, and, worst of all, her inevitable downfall.  He had read about her tragic end at the hands of a hero she had wronged in a story he'd once skimmed for fun. But this wasn't a novel.  This was reality.  His reality.  "No..." he whispered hoarsely, his voice carrying the regal accent of a princess.  "No, no, no... How did this happen?" Panic started to consume him.  He had died.  He had to have died, right?  The truck, everything, it had to be an accident, some bizarre twist of fate.  But now, here he was, inside the body of someone who was destined for tragedy. His mind raced with thoughts.  He didn't know how or why, but somehow, he was trapped in Seraphina's life... her fate. His fate. A cold shiver ran down his spine as the reality of it all settled in.  He was a doctor, he had helped save lives.  Now he was a villainess in a kingdom teetering on the edge of war.  The future, as it had been written, was inescapable.  Seraphina's marriage was just around the corner, to a prince who would come to despise her.  Her reign as the kingdom's most feared woman would end in a bloody coup, one he might have to face sooner than he wanted. But Minseok was no longer just some passive observer in a world of stories. He had a chance.  A second life.  And somehow, he would find a way to rewrite this twisted fate.  He wouldn't let it end like that.  Not if he had any say in the matter. With a deep breath, he steadied himself.  The memory of a doctor's resolve settled in his chest, calming his panic.  No matter the body he was in, he was still Minseok Lee.  And he wasn't going to go down without a fight. Not as Princess Seraphina Lumastra. But as Minseok Lee.

Clara, upon dying, found herself lying in an unfamiliar bed within an unfamiliar room, with lots of unfamiliar faces greeting her, being addressed as someone who is very important in a whole nation. Only to found out that she have entered the book she used to read when she was in her previous world. And not just that, but as someone who is fated to die and kill herself because of her family's ill treatment towards her! However, as she live with her family, she realizes something...that the things that are happening with her current life is completely different from the book! How is she going to live in that world not knowing what's going to happen next?! •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Hii! Cat here! I just want to tell everyone that English is not my first language, so my choice of words may not be related to what I'm trying to imply. But, I'm sure that I'll get better as I continue writing this story. Please bear with me! By the way, the image on the book cover is not mine and I only found it from Pinterest! If the owner wants me to take it down, please notify me and I'd gladly obey! Additionally, the setting of my story is not placed in Earth but in a different world, only thought of and created by my little brain. Everything about this universe will be explained as the story goes by, so please look forward to it! Thank you! - cathcatya

Thaids, strange monsters that have evolved from animals, have laid siege to humanity, occupying vast swaths of the planet's surface. In a world plagued by the presence of menacing monsters, society has undergone a profound transformation, built upon the foundation of individual combat prowess. Amidst this unforgiving backdrop lives Erik, an abandoned young boy who navigates the harsh realities of a society that values strength above all else. Despite possessing a power deemed utterly useless, Erik perseveres, unsuccessfully trying to find his place in this tumultuous world. But fate has a way of turning the tides. Suddenly Erik's father returns home, bringing with him something that Erik could never have foreseen. Will this unexpected turn of events be enough to change Erik's fate and the fate of humanity in this dangerous new world? [DOWNLOADING INFORMATION FROM THE HOST -GENERAL KNOWLEDGE- IN PROGRESS] [0%...1%....5%...30%...70%...100%] [DOWNLOAD COMPLETE] [ALL SYSTEMS READY] [WELCOME TO THE BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM, HOST ERIK ROMANO] -------------------------------------------------------- Greetings, dear readers! As the author of this book, I would like to take a moment to talk about its structure and pacing. When I first started writing this story, I was still learning the craft of writing and exploring the world and characters I had created. As a result, the first volume of this book may feel a little slow-paced at times, as I took my time to introduce the setting, the plot, and the main characters. However, as I gained more experience and feedback from readers like you, I realized that I could improve the pacing and make the story more engaging and exciting. Therefore, I have been constantly revising and editing the chapters, trying to find ways to streamline the exposition, increase the tension, and deepen the character development. You may notice some differences between the original and current versions if you have read the first volume already. Some scenes may have been cut or shortened, while others may have been expanded or rearranged. However, I want to assure you that the core of the story remains the same and that the characters and themes will continue to evolve and surprise you. The last issue I would like to address is the portrayal of the main character (MC) on this website. I have noticed that on average, on this website, there are two types of MCs: 1) The ruthless, apathetic, or cold MC 2) The normal or intelligent MC The problem with both types is that they often become godlike or fighting experts within just five chapters. Not only is this unrealistic, but it can also become monotonous, in my opinion. It seems that many authors tend to use these two types frequently. That is why I have created a completely different main character for my story. In this story, the MC is flawed and has faced many challenges in life. Unlike other characters who are already ahead, the MC finds himself starting from nothing. He learns to fight, interact with people, and manage difficult situations. This means that he won't always make the same choices or take the same path as you would. It's important to remember that every person would react differently in each situation, and there is no universal answer for how to handle every circumstance. Please keep this in mind when you come across moments where you may not agree with the MC's actions and consider his unique perspective and way of thinking. If you want to share some thoughts or have a chat with me, you can join the discord's server here: https://discord.gg/dZpb4TBRJc

"A Tale That Cannot Be Told" weaves a mesmerizing fantasy filled with dragons, humans, and an extraordinary bond that bridges their realms. Once humans are cursed to exist as dragons, these majestic creatures wander the earth alongside people, grappling with their stony, dormant hearts. Among them is Ioulos, a dragon caught in a struggle between accepting his true nature and longing for the fleeting warmth of a living heart. In a nearby kingdom, Princess Genoa possesses a magical gift that soothes conflicts and promotes harmony, yet she feels an unsettling restlessness despite the love that surrounds her. One fateful day, after slipping away from her overly protective father, she crosses paths with Ioulos, igniting an unexpected connection. Although Ioulos initially attempts to maintain his distance, their brief encounter leaves a lasting impression on both. As tensions escalate among the dragons, particularly between Ioulos and the fiery Nahum, the princess finds herself torn between two worlds. Now, she must navigate the repercussions of her secret rendezvous with Ioulos while uncovering the deeper mysteries behind the dragons’ curse and their stony hearts. Princess Genoa sets off on a secret adventure to meet the dragons, fueled by her curiosity and an invitation from Ioulos, a young dragon she encountered at Uilliam's castle. After receiving an enigmatic letter with puzzling directions, she rides to Ioulos's castle, excited to see him again. When she arrives, Ioulos greets her warmly and has prepared a delightful feast in her honor. As they enjoy their meal, Genoa explains her visit, expressing her desire to learn more about him and resolve any past misunderstandings. Ioulos shares his worries about how humans view dragons and confesses his wish to mend things after the incident involving Nahum. Despite their differences, they start to build a foundation of mutual respect. Ioulos then offers to give her a tour of his dragon-themed castle, and together they explore, strengthening their connection while delving into the intricacies of their worlds. This meeting marks the start of an unexpected friendship as they work through misunderstandings, embrace hospitality, and share their curiosity. It’s a tale in which the lines between protagonist and antagonist blur, revealing the hidden depths of their true selves.

On the way back from school, Kael felt a chill in the air, an unease he couldn’t explain. The skies were a dusky gray, and there was a pain on his chest which he didn't know what had caused it and where it was coming from. As he approached his apartment the pain grew stronger. When he reached home something happened to him. The pain became too much for him and he passed out due to the pain when he woke up he was greeted by something he had never heard of in his life. He had acquired a system. Join Keal on his way to become the strongest in the world and how he manages to do that. And it won't be an easy road as his path is filled with challenges, betrayal, dishonest and full of surprises.

“First were the Gates, and now you’re saying the world has been invaded by Aliens and we’re soon going to be turned into livestock…? Great…” —---------------- *Ding!* [You have awakened with the Idle Evolution System!] “The wha—” Suddenly thrown into a magical parallel world of the Earth he once knew, Cassius was greeted with powerful beings known as Hunters and the terrifying Gates that plagued the world. Moreover, he received a message… [To Idle, one must stay proactive!] [Firstly, you require Character Development!] “Character Development…?” [You seem a bit (A lot) overweight, and you resemble that of a goblin! What say we start there!?] {[Daily Quest 1:]} _________________ [Daily Quest - To Idle, one must stay proactive.] GOAL [INCOMPLETE] PUSH-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] SIT-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] CURL-UPS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] SQUATS — [0/100] [INCOMPLETE] RUNNING — [0/10km] REWARD - [1 Point in Charisma, 1 Point in Agility, 1 Point in Strength, and 1 Point in Endurance] _________________ “Is this torture!?” shouted the ugly, obese transmigrator Cassius. *Ding!* [No, it’s Character Development! ^-^] —---------------- 100 years ago, Earth was suddenly overwhelmed with the appearance of Gates and the horrifying monsters within those mystical portals. That was the First Major Calamity. Now, one hundred years later, the next major calamity has arrived—the subtle invasion of an Ancient Alien species from deep into the Milky Way Galaxy. Its undercurrents spread far and wide, with the threat an apocalyptic one. Yet, that is but the 2nd of Three Major Calamities as per prophesied by the famed prophet, Baba Yaga. The Third Calamity, and the most dangerous of the Calamities, is one that will bring about the true END of the world, but only if the Second Calamity can be overcome by humanity… What does this Third Calamity detail, one might ask…? To know the answer to that, one would have to brave past the first Two Calamities and stare into the abyss, praying to all Gods known to man that the Abyss does not stare back also into you… ----------------- Discord: https://discord.gg/h8kPaEFt5D Every Magic Castle Gift = 8 Chapters Every 100 PS = 1 Chapter Every 50 GT = 1 Chapter

My name is Kage Ito, and I was the world’s most rejected man—a thousand rejections, no friends, family, or even a pet. Life itself seemed to reject me. One night, in my tiny, dingy apartment, I gave up and ended it all. But death wasn’t the end. I awoke in a realm of endless white, greeted by Sakurabana Tamayori, the Goddess of Soulmates. She revealed the cosmic mix-up that defined my life: I’d been assigned a thousand soulmates. None of the women who rejected me were meant to be mine, and I was given a second chance. Now, I must find these soulmates, feeling an undeniable spark when I meet them. Sounds perfect, right? Wrong. Managing a thousand relationships is chaos. Some soulmates are fiery, others shy, and many come with their own challenges. Worse, ignoring a soulmate causes them unimaginable suffering. With little guidance and Sakurabana popping in to mock my struggles, I’m left to navigate this bizarre blessing—or curse. Along the way, I’ve discovered moments of beauty, connection, and love, but I still wonder: why me? This is the story of how I went from the loneliest man alive to a man destined for a thousand soulmates, and my journey to figure it all out—one soulmate at a time or maybe more.

The mercenary WuYan met his unfortunate ending when a hostage rescue operation cost him his life, however, his skills and knowledge caught a Goddess's attention. He was resurrected and transported into a new world to serve her cause. Yet, it all went out of control when a mysterious entity appeared and disrupted the process by forcefully merging itself into his body. When he awakened and found himself in the new world, he thought he was safe until he heard a talking in his mind. "Greetings, my designation is Anti Divinity/Demonic Agent or you can call me by my name A.D.A."

[You have inherited The Class Huntsman Of Death.] Deathborne. An RPG that I couldn’t stop playing in my free time.  A game that hooked me to the core. A game that I was determined to finish and achieve the true happy ending by hook or crook. Why? Because no matter what choices I made, no matter how much I tried, it always ended with a bad ending. Not the bad ending in the traditional sense where the world comes to an end, but something worse. The protagonist would win, yes, but only at the unacceptable cost—sacrifices so immense that they left humanity and the world broken. And honestly? I didn't like it. Would you enjoy a movie, novel, or game that ends with only the protagonist surviving? Neither could I. That's why I tried my hardest and kept trying. Alas, despite all my efforts, I have yet to reach the true end but… Until today… It started just like any normal day for me. I returned home, greeted my mother, had my lunch, and was about to start yet another grind. Just as I was about to start, my screen flashed with a blood-red message: [Congratulations, player Mr. Per781, for clearing all hidden conditions. You are now eligible to access the hidden route, as deemed by the game developer.]  [Do you want to proceed?]  [Yes] [No]  Before I could even think about my answer, a hand emerged from the screen and pulled me into the game. And when I regained consciousness, I wasn't myself anymore.  I was in the body of a side character as Lukas Star, one of the weakest and nearly forgotten Hunter of the Archeon Academy.

Ashok Kumar Maurya, a hardcore gamer, is shocked to find himself transmigrated to the world of his recent Open-World game. But the real surprise comes when he discovers his new body isn't any of the familiar characters he once controlled. The owner of this body is some exiled noble named Adlet. An Extra. An UNKNOWN THIRD-RATE EXTRA. Ashok is greeted by the "System," which reveals he was chosen for his perfect game ending. However, due to angering the God of Fate with vulgarities, he’s stuck with an insignificant body. As a result, the System gives him a quest from the God of Fate to preserve his life. [Main Quest: Achieve the Best Perfect Ending again. Reward for Success: Any wish, including returning to the previous world. Failure or Rejection: Death.] Just because a Quest is assigned to me, does that mean I must perform well in the role I'm given, that of a Third-rate Extra? With all the knowledge I possess, I refuse to settle for the role of a Third rate Extra, so I chose a new path for myself—the role of a VILLAIN. After all, playing the Hero would only end up in repeating what I did in the game, which is far too boring. However, to fully embrace this new role, I must rid myself of the old one. To do so, 'I sacrificed the System and original Adlet's soul to the HIDDEN FINAL BOSS, a beautiful Goddess.' ……………. Follow the journey of Ashok, or the new Adlet, an unknown extra, into a true Villain. Armed with his knowledge of the game world, Ashok uses it as his weapon to overpower the original main characters and even challenge the Gods themselves, carving his path to power and domination with a loving goddess by his side. ................ >>>>HAREM: YES >>>>Detailed Plot: YES >>>> NTR: NO >>>> System: Sacrificed

What is a city boy to do when he wakes up in a white room with nothing and no one in it? All that greets him is a blue screen flashing with one word. "Welcome" In this story of wise cracks and wide spread murdering, Drake is forced to face old traumas and find his way in the new world of a merged planet forced by the system. He will find enemies and allies aplenty. Even some he would have never expected. His decisions will shape the future of his planet and journey in this new wild landscape that the system has brought. With God and Anime on his side- Oh and some spotty game knowledge- he must forge his own path. But first. He needs to get through this damned tutorial in one piece, and figure out how his damned spell works. New Chapters are posted Monday, Wednesday, Friday at 6 PM EST. -------- Cover Art is done by my wonderful friend Caneera you can find her at https://caneera.carrd.co/ for all types of commissions. This is a story I've decided to write because my endless fantasies of chuunibyou like proportions could not stay in my head any longer. I've just wanted to make a story I can make some cringe jokes in and this is the result. I really do hope people will enjoy it as I really do enjoy writing it, and will keep writing it. If you can catch some of the references I would love to hear it. Love and Peace! Just not in this story. If you would like to read ahead, you can find my patreon at the end of any of the chapters! At patreon com/Arthur_Inverse You can also find the story on scribblehub and RoyalRoad if you wish, it will stay as up-to-date as webnovel. I would like to also mention that, this is essentially unedited work for now. More edited versions are on scribblehub. Discord: https://discord.com/invite/jJw54jd2GX

"Aaa!" Cassandra was shocked and screamed as she woke beside a strange man. To make matters worse, the man was shirtless, and she was only wearing underwear. 'What's going on, why is he sleeping with me?' "Morning, sweetheart!" The man beside Cassandra greeted her. Cassandra gasped, shook her head, and pushed the man to the ground. "Hey, what are you doing in my bed? Are you trying to harass me? Get out of here!" Cassandra pointed her index finger at the door. 'I married him? Who is that man? How can I be married to him?' Cassandra thought to herself as she lifted the blanket slowly and saw a red stain on the sheet. "How can we get married? I don't know you at all, and this seems to be our first meeting," asked Cassandra, who still couldn't hide her surprise. Charles looked deeply into Cassandra's green eyes. "Have you forgotten what happened last night? You even went so far as to ask me not to leave." ….……….. Cassandra immediately ran into the house, not caring that she now came with Charles. She also continued to shout Vivian's name because she was worried that something had happened to her half-sister. Cassandra's father slaps her immediately. "Dad, why did you slap me? What did I do?" asked Cassandra while holding her cheeks, which were now burning. Geoffry, Cassandra's father, only glanced sarcastically at his biological daughter. "You still ask what you did? Did I raise and finance you to be a slut?" --------- Cassandra Miller never knew she was being set up by her half-sister Vivian Hartley at a nightclub. Vivian mixed stimulants in Cassandra's drink to get her drunk and ended up in bed with a random guy. Vivian's trap worked, and Cassandra married a stranger in Las Vegas the day they met. This makes her father furious and kicks Cassandra out of the house. But what happens is that Charles Parker, the man who married Cassandra in Las Vegas, takes her to live with him. In exchange, Cassandra had to leave their marriage for two years. Will Cassandra be able to live a two-year life as Mrs Parker and resolve the misunderstandings with her father and Cassandra's fiancé at the time? Is there a conspiracy behind all this? Or is there more to their marriage?

She was the government's deadliest secret weapon - a spy who lived by her wits and lethal skills. But when her little brother was kidnapped, even Bai Yunshu's training couldn't stop the shocking betrayal that cost her everything...including her life. Reborn into the body of bullied debutante Feng Ruoxi, Yunshu finds herself greeted by a cruel father, a venomous stepmother, and the last thing she ever expected - an elite fiancé from one of the nation's most powerful families! Jiang Yukang, her so-called husband-to-be, is as arrogant as he is gorgeous. But little does this prime catch realize his delicate doe-eyed bride is actually a fiery former spy with lethal skills and a whole new lease on life. What begins as a risky masquerade will soon become an unstoppable whirlwind of sizzling seduction, unraveling mysteries, and dark secrets best left untouched. Can Yunshu claim her rightful status as Master Jiang's hot spy wife while surviving the treacherous world of Kyoto's privileged elite? With her pulse-pounding survival skills and Jiang Yukang's mesmerizing talents in the bedchambers, this transmigrated soul is taking names and leaving a scorching trail of desire in her wake! No enemy can stop this reincarnated vixen from becoming the supreme don't-mess-with-me empress!

[WSA 2025 ENTRY] Discarded at birth, she bonds with another girl who suffered the same fate. But on a night she went to find them dinner, she overhears a conversation which costs her her life and a betrayal that costs her her soul. However, she had gone into the room of a stranger to hide that night. A stranger who claimed her as his mate. But being wolfless, she has no idea what this means and runs into his trap after disappearing for seven years. Except this time, she has no recollection of who she was seven years ago and she’s no longer alone. “Mate!” The Alpha suddenly stopped in the middle of his hunt as his nose caught a familiar scent. Well hidden in a spot, two boys snickered amongst themselves as they watched the Alpha look around in confusion. “Is that the Alpha? Doesn’t look like one to me.” “He keeps coming after our pack and mommy. What do we do?” “I have an idea!” Three hours later when the Alpha returned from his hunt, he was greeted by the news of his twin sons coming to his abode. What? Twin sons? When he finally accepted the news, the woman they called mommy tried to leave. “Where do you think you’re going? I’m not getting married to you because I want to. I’m getting married to you because my sons need their mother.” Aurelia: “…” When she finally found her voice, she snapped at him. “What are you talking about? Who said they are your sons?” The man pretended to calculate with his fingers before nodding his head a little. “The date we slept together match their date of birth and they look a lot like me. Who can deny such paternity!” Unknown to him, her reappearance in the pack was of no other reason, but to take his life.

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||

Within the virtual world of “Avalon Online”, Finn, or otherwise known as “Echo” within the game, was one of its greatest players. After logging off from a long session, however, he notices something awry outside of his apartment. The streets were flooded with chaos, screams echo through the night, and hell is loot loose. Monsters from Avalon Online are running through the streets, wrecking havoc. In the midst of this hellish awakening, Finn is greeted with the one gift bestowed to humanity in this dark hour: [...Assessing life experience…] [Assessment Complete] [Name: Finn Thorne] [Age: 20] [Designated Class: Assassin] [Starting Level: 5] [A [Legacy System] has been bestowed to you for your accomplishments within Avalon.] [Assimilation System Awakened.] In this twisted turn, as the world as it was once known is gone with the arrival of magic and monsters, the remnants of humanity must level up if they wish to survive. Finn is left in this dark, hopeless apocalypse, using his own experience from Avalon Online to best survive what seems to be an impossible task. -- Daily updates at 9 AM PST Support for bonus chapters

"Oga kpata kpata! Oga no na isisi! Oga no n' enu!" He greeted his boss who was sitted in the dimly lit spacious office with his back turned to him. "What's new?" The Boss answered with a cold emotionless voice. The smoke from his pipe engulfing the room. "The Alaye don show, he just touch down Chinua Achebe Airspace." The fellow answered, he being part of the activity his boss engaged in didn't flinch at the sight or breathe of the atmosphere almost two inches thick which he stood in the midst of, firm like an Iroko ready to wait on his boss' command. "Interesting! Get her to keep an eye on him, you, keep an eye on them..." And as he spun himself on the swivel to face him, he asked, "Is that clear?" "I dey for you Oga m, I dey for you, asap!" He replied with a slight bow. With a wave of one of his palms, both hands were now rested on the table, he dismisses him. He left with a bow and a final greeting as another guard armed with only a pistol hails the boss and proceeds to shut the door behind him. The boss spun himself repeatedly and when he had finally settled, he smirked as he released puffs of cloud from his nostrils...

Nagi Travers, a 20-year-old shut-in and former gaming champion, lives a miserable and isolated existence after being tormented by bullies throughout his life. Fired from his last job and grieving the loss of his parents, Nagi now survives by playing video games and barely ventures outside. His world spirals further into despair when he encounters Jake and Mary, his former high school bullies, who humiliate him and steal his money. Broken by the return of his tormentors and the weight of his past, Nagi contemplates suicide as his only escape. Just as he’s about to take his life, a small girl’s ball rolls into the street, with a speeding truck barreling towards her. In a moment of selflessness, Nagi rushes out and saves the girl, sacrificing himself in the process. Fatally injured, he reflects on the idea that it's better to die doing good than bad. Nagi awakens in a surreal, white world, where he is greeted by an angelic figure who offers him two choices: remain in eternal peace, free from suffering, or be reborn in a different world where he could seek redemption and a second chance at life. Nagi faces a life-altering decision—rest forever or attempt to find meaning and fulfillment in another world. (Note: it is the revised version of my earlier work with the same title)

[Updates Every Sunday] ——————————————————— Title: Isekai Shop: From Lightning Strike to Shopping Spree! Genre: Comedy, Isekai, Fantasy, Adventure Synopsis: Kazuya Asano is just your average high school senior—until a freak lightning strike hits him, sending him into another world. But instead of being greeted by a traditional fantasy setting, Kazuya awakens with an unusual power: the Online Shopping system. This system allows him to buy anything, from weapons to furniture, as long as he has enough money. With no idea how to make money in this new world, Kazuya embarks on a series of comical adventures, facing challenges, gathering resources, and getting into all sorts of mishaps—mostly because he can’t resist buying the most ridiculous things. But the system has a catch: it has a mind of its own, with emotions and opinions about Kazuya’s spending habits. As the system’s quirky personality grows, it becomes an unlikely but hilariously effective partner in Kazuya’s quest to build a nation and possibly—just possibly—get some ramen. Every purchase, every quest, and every relationship Kazuya builds in this new world is a comedy of errors, all while he tries to figure out how to earn money, deal with his uncooperative system, and create the nation of his dreams. Will he become a hero, or just the guy who bought too much random stuff?

In a world where video games served as a refuge from reality, a young man named Shiro found himself stuck in the monotonous grind of joblessness and academic stagnation after dropping out of college. His days were consumed by endless hours of virtual escapism, seeking solace in digital realms where he could be someone else, someone with purpose and excitement. One fateful night, Shiro decided to take a break from his virtual routine and venture outside, drawn by the serene allure of the moonlit sky. The streets were eerily deserted, devoid of any signs of life, as if the world itself had decided to retreat to slumber. As he strolled, lost in his thoughts, an unexpected and terrifying event unfolded before him. Out of nowhere, a pair of truck headlights, glowing like two malevolent eyes, emerged from the shadows, racing towards him with malicious intent. Panic gripped Shiro's heart, rendering him motionless, as he was unable to escape the impending collision. The screech of tires and the deafening crunch of metal engulfed the silent night, signifying the abrupt end to Shiro's unremarkable life. In that moment of despair, as he faced the cold embrace of death, Shiro's consciousness began to waver, teetering on the brink of oblivion. However, just when he accepted his inevitable fate, a strange and mysterious voice echoed in the depths of his mind, resonating with an otherworldly cadence. -- System is now online. -- The words reverberated through Shiro's soul, awakening a newfound awareness within him. As he reluctantly opened his eyes, a breathtaking sight greeted him. Gone were the familiar surroundings of his mundane world; instead, he found himself transformed into a truck, lying in a vast, verdant grass field, bathed in the gentle glow of a foreign moon. Startled and bewildered by his unexpected resurrection as a mechanical behemoth, Shiro struggled to come to terms with his new existence. The voice in his mind, now identified as the "System," offered cryptic explanations about his reincarnation and the role he was destined to play in this uncharted realm. With the System granting him abilities and a mission to fulfill, Shiro embraced his peculiar form and set forth on a journey of self-discovery and adventure. As he navigated through this enchanting but treacherous world, he encountered a diverse array of beings – mystical creatures, enigmatic spirits, and formidable adversaries. Each encounter offered valuable lessons, forging him into a wiser and more resilient individual. Guided by the enigmatic System and fueled by his insatiable curiosity, Shiro unraveled the secrets of the world's ancient past and its precarious future. Along the way, he formed deep connections with fellow adventurers, all hailing from different corners of the realm, each carrying their own burdens and dreams. However, his path was fraught with challenges and heart-wrenching choices, testing his morality and resolve. The allure of power beckoned, but Shiro remained steadfast in his quest for purpose beyond mere strength. As he made difficult decisions, he realized the true essence of heroism: not the wielding of power, but the strength to protect those he cared for, even at the cost of personal sacrifice. Through trials and tribulations, Shiro discovered that his reincarnation as a truck was no mere accident. It was a catalyst for change, a chance to rewrite the narrative of his life and create a legacy that would ripple through the ages. In a stunning climax, where courage clashed with adversity and hope wrestled against despair, Shiro stood firm, determined to leave an indelible mark on this extraordinary tapestry of existence. His journey had come full circle, from being a jobless, unremarkable college dropout to a legendary figure whose name would be whispered in awe and reverence for generations to come.

What if you were given a second chance at life—but swore off love forever? Mizuki Wolfe, the celebrated author of Last Moon, stunned the world when she abruptly ended her decade-long engagement to childhood sweetheart Pablo Rossi. But what truly turned heads? She happily played matchmaker, steering her billionaire ex into the arms of another woman. Why? That’s the question no one dared to ask. Unbeknownst to the world, Mizuki has lived this life before. In her first life, she chose love, only to discover it was an illusion—leaving her shattered and full of regrets until her dying breath. This time, reborn and wiser, Mizuki has made a promise: no more illusions, no more fairy tales, and definitely, no more romance. Then came K. A sultry-voiced rockstar with mismatched eyes of gold and blue, K has millions of fans swooning and an unshakable belief in destiny. For years, he’s been searching for his other half—the one who would finally complete him. The moment he sees Mizuki, he knows: it’s her. But Mizuki isn’t interested in love, and K isn’t interested in giving up. In a battle of cynicism and fate, will Mizuki’s walls crumble, or will K learn that even destined love requires more than belief to survive? A story of second chances, soulmates, and the courage to let your heart believe again. ---------------------------------------------- “Miss Mizuki,” he greeted, his voice deep and smooth, the kind of voice that belonged in an expensive whiskey commercial—or better yet, a lover’s whisper. Mizuki blinked. Then again. Her mouth opened to respond, but what emerged was less “hello” and more “garbled wheeze.” Lizbeth, her ever-loyal assistant, jabbed her sharply in the ribs. “Hey,” she whispered, her tone sly, “I think the leading man just fell in love with you at first sight.” “Shh!” Mizuki hissed, her face heating up. She tried to regain her footing, figuratively and literally, but managed only to trip over her own feet. She lurched forward, arms flailing in what she hoped looked like an intentional movement. Hizuki, lightning-quick, caught her before disaster struck. His hands were firm yet gentle as they steadied her. Up close, those stunning eyes were even more hypnotic, and the faint scent of cedar and rain seemed to linger around him. “Are you all right?” he asked, his lips quirking into a smile that somehow managed to be both kind and devastatingly alluring. Mizuki’s brain short-circuited. She realized she was still clutching his arms and yanked herself back so fast she almost stumbled again. Lizbeth leaned closer, whispering gleefully, “You okay? Your heart’s racing.” “I want to run,” Mizuki muttered, barely moving her lips. “What?” Lizbeth asked, her grin widening. “I want to run,” Mizuki repeated in a fierce whisper. “Far away. To another country, maybe.” Lizbeth snickered. “Flight at first sight, huh?” “Yes!” Mizuki hissed, shooting a panicked glance at Hizuki, who was still watching her like she was the only thing worth noticing in the entire room. His gaze was so warm, so intense, it could have melted steel—and definitely her composure. She shot a look at Lizbeth, who was no help at all, and then at the nearest exit. She was already planning her escape. Update Schedule: Start February 14, 2024 Update: daily at midnight follow me on IG: @schreient_rui Like the story? gimme coffee :D https://ko-fi.com/schreient

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

A promised eternity and meaningful vows linked the Greek god of love and a mortal to lifetimes of relationship. Two drips of blood stained one rock as the proof of their devotion for each other. Before Eros could kiss his bride, she collapsed to deep slumber in his arms. The first and last kiss he ever laid on her forehead was a heart wrenching one that moved clouds to tears, stopped birds from singing and darkened the sky. At the peak of his heart ache, he glared at his mother, Aphrodite, resentfully for her lies, schemes and jealousy. "The moment you decided to hurt her, you should have expected losing me as your son." Eros eyes laid on his wife whose body withered to ashes and flowed to the underworld. "Let her live and I'll be her replacement." Once again, he watched her soul reach safety to the Oracle's hands. Aphrodite stripped away his power and threw him to the dungeon of suffering and torment, expecting him to give up his stubbornness after a few days. His love for her only deepened and the desire for power heightened. Eventually, he became the Devil. Oracle: "Her soul has been sent to the reincarnation portal, but I can't say when it would be her turn." "I'll wait for that day to come." Eros sipped his wine in his chamber as he stayed away from heavens. Thousands of years later..... "Master! Master! The human world is very exciting! There are books about you and your late wife's love story there too! I wonder how humans learn about these stories." The teenage crow demon, Axle, flapped his wings excitedly as he chanted about his findings. "Oh? Then bring me that book as souvenir next time." Eros chuckled at his underling. ------------------- The crow disguised himself as a teenager and always wandered around in a bookstore. "Tsss.. paper cut!" The girl accidentally cut her finger when she flipped to the last page of the Greek mythology tales book at the counter. "Are you alright?" "Yes, but the book..." "It's fine. I'll still take it." The crow said as he didn't mind the drip of blood that stained the words, happy ending, on the last page of the book. --------------- The book burned to flames and was tossed to the floor for others to make a bonfire. "Ridiculous! Happy ending? Don't let me see that ever again!" Eros' rare anger filled voice echoed piercingly in other demon's ears. Crow: "Master! Look!" Eros' attention landed on the pile of ashes on the floor. With widened eyes, he approached the pile of ashes and picked up the unburned piece. "Happy ending.." Oracle: "Eros, she's back." -------------- - A certain high school - "Ugly trash! Leave!" Classmate voices echoed in the girl's ear as she found her gymnastic sneakers filled with pin tacks, gym uniform soaked in pungent scented liquid and scribbled curses all over her desk. Facing the insults five days a week, she had gotten used to it. Still, it hurt to see people duding by her appearance. As tears clouded over her face, the mixture of cosmetics melted. "Here, wipe your tears. Don't let their words get to you." The popular classmate smiled and handed her a pack of tissues, instantly winning her heart as nobody had shown her an inch of respect in school. Rinsing her cosmetic filled face at home, the water dyed grey along with other colors. "I found you, my prince." Too bad, the prince was just a jerk who wanted to gain popularity. Luckily, she realized it early. ------------------ One night, she saved a kitten from getting run over by a car. The driver stepped out and asked if she was alright. Seeing how the man was wrapped up from head to toe, she handed the kitten to him. "I'm fine. Here, take the kitten to the hospital." "Miss, I think you need the hospital more than the kitten." His voice sounded magnetic to her ears. "I'm really fine. Bye." Her gorgeous smile greeted the man warmly. "Interesting. She didn't scam me." Eros stared at the direction where she had ran away.

[BL] Zak, a 22-year-old college student who loved reading fantasy fiction, had a particular favorite novel: "Destiny awaits you." Its mind-bending twists and heart-wrenching ending left him angry, seeking the author for answers. As he closed the book, his heart throbbed, plunging him into darkness. The next moment he opened his eyes, he was greeted by an unfamiliar surrounding, along with an unfamiliar body. He already had a feeling he knew what was happening but he had to run to a mirror and confirm, and when he did, his worst fear came to life. "This...is not my body." He had transgressed into someone else's life, and it wasn’t even anyone important, but a mere side character who dies at the second chapter of the novel!

After relentless days of continuously working her butt off at a company she has no interest for whatsoever, Kang Haera decides to resign from the company she works at. After mustering up all her courage Kang Haera finally decides to go to submit her letter of resignation, when she gets greeted by a familiar face. Standing there infront of her was her one and only first love from highschool. But when he shockingly asks her to marry him after a sudden encounter again Haera is lost. Now that there’s been such a turn of events, the only question left to ask is: what will Kang Haera do?

Seventeen-year-old Vaelith Solvryn lived a life full of shallow expectations, but beneath the surface, she was running—from her controlling boyfriend, an unsettling coach, and her inability to stand up for herself. One snowy night, everything changed when a tragic accident ended her life. Instead of oblivion, Vaelith awakens in an unfamiliar void, greeted by a mysterious voice calling itself Ethereal Whisper. She learns she’s been reincarnated into a world teeming with mystical energy known as Essence, where her very existence marks her as the last of an ancient and rare race: the Essence Conduits, beings who embody and control the purest form of Essence.

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"HELLO, lady." The man behind the wheel greeted her as he wound down the window.  "Hop in."  Without hesitation, she opened the door of the passenger's seat and got in. Inside his car was warm. The seats were leather and quite comfortable. She didn't think Maguire's nephew could own such a car. Then, she glanced at the man. He was dressed formally in a gray suit and honestly, he didn't look like the nephew figure. But what did she know? Mr Maguire could have a nephew who was even as old as him. This man was also quite handsome. Didn't look like Mr Maguire one bit. "Did Mr Maguire send you?" She asked and he rested his hands on the wheel.  "Pretty, is that the secret code you girls use these days?" The charming man asked with a smirk. "I almost thought I wouldn't find you or anyone in this weather but I guess it's just my luck." He eyed Charlotte with an interest as he adjusted his necktie. The lady asking if he was some unknown man's cousin as a secret code sounded ridiculous but he wasn't going to be picky. He searched the area and ended up here. This was the only girl he found on the streets so he would make do with this. "Well, if you've been searching for me then I can assume you're indeed his cousin." Charlotte replied. "I can't think of another reason why a sane man would come out on such a stormy and late night."  Then, she got a whiff of alcohol coming from him. "Wait, did you drink? Is this safe?"She asked but sighed and shook her head. "You know what, never mind. As long as I get home, I won't complain. The worst that could happen is you spinning off the road and leading us both to our deaths, and lucky for you, I'm not afraid of dying in a stranger'ss car, so shall we?" This man stared at Charlotte with an amused grin and said, "You've got one glib tongue. I like it." He said and she gave out a fake laugh. "Haha, that's nice." Her laugh fell and she looked at him seriously. "Please, drive." "Alright, you're the boss." He turned on the engine. "I'm Wesley, by the way. What's yours? If you tell me, I could give you a tip." "Good sense of humor, haha! It's funny." Charlotte said, but she wasn't laughing. She crossed her arms over her breasts, feeling uncomfortable. She entered the rain just to get in his car and so her body was a little wet. Her white shirt had practically become a see-through attire, and her bra was on display.  "You have one appealing look, Miss. Are you sure you're not going to tell me your name? I'm in a good mood so I'll definitely give you a huge tip." Charlotte closed her eyes. Was he such a joker? Did he want her to play along by all means?  Well, she'd just say anything just to get him to shut up.  "You can't afford it." She said.  "Oh yeah? That's such a brave thing to say to someone driving such a car. Is your name more expensive than this?" 'What does this have to do with his car? I just want him to keep quiet already.' Charlotte thought, feeling irritated. "I don't want to waste my breath calling the amount cause you won't be able to pay for it." "My oh my, if your name is so expensive, I wonder how much your service costs. It must be quite a lot, seeing you were the only one standing under the rain, patiently waiting." 'What is he saying now? It's like some old pickup line you'd see in a magazine. Is he really trying to hit on me?' She stared at him. He looked like a casanova, grinning to himself as he drove through the dark. Fine. She would just call an amount she was sure he would never release and then he would shut up.  "You wanna know so badly? Fine. It's ten thousand. Now, stop asking."  As soon as she said that, the car came to a sudden halt which startled her.  "What? Are you crazy?" She asked. "Was it too much of a shock that you had to stop the car?"  "I can't exactly write while driving, can I?" He said and picked out what looked like a checkbook from inside his coat pocket.  He took a pen as well and filled it.  "What are you doing?"