Superheroine Names

He woke up in a world made of broken stories… with no name, no past, and a pen that rewrites reality. The sky is torn like paper. The ground bleeds ink. And everywhere he turns, rules try to kill him. He’s not a hero. Not a villain. Not even a side character. He doesn’t belong in the story. But the Quill of Contradiction in his hand lets him bend the plot, defy the laws, and erase even Protagonists—at a cost. Every time he rewrites the world... he loses something of himself. Hunted by gods, watched by Readers, and stalked by the Narrator himself, he must uncover the truth: Why was he erased? What did he forget? And who is powerful enough to delete a name from every story ever written? ——— A genre-bending, reality-breaking epic for fans of mystery systems, anti-heroes, and psychological thrillers. Welcome to the story that shouldn’t exist.

[The pampering story has ended] For a hundred million, he bought her. "From today onward, you're mine, in body and soul." The man held her, declaring dominantly like an emperor. ... ... Lucas Walker: Xiaoye, you are the rib that God took out of me. Xiaoye: I spit, it is you who is the rib, your whole family is the rib. Baby A: Mommy, is a rib the same as a spare rib? Baby B: I like sweet and sour flavor.

Rodrigo died as a monster — a torturer, a killer, a betrayer of the promise he made to his sister, whom he failed to protect. But death was not the end. Reborn into a world of magic and misery, he awakens as Elian, a baby marked by memories he should not have. A new name. A new chance. But how to redeem oneself... when one cannot even forgive? Amid shadows that whisper his past and a family he fears to destroy, Elian carries a silent desire: To bury Rodrigo. And maybe, one day, deserve to be called Elian

An accountant is given superpowers and transported to a world where women are the sexual aggressors, men the sexual gatekeepers... he takes full advantage.

Maplewood Hostel had always been a place of friendship, laughter, and late-night talks. For six best friends, it was their home away from home. But as the new school year begins, an unsettling feeling lingers in the air. Strange occurrences, forgotten whispers, and unanswered questions begin to surface. Some names are remembered, some are lost to time—but one name was never meant to be left behind.

In a world ruled by sword and will, Fortis Lactresia was never meant to stand out. Born into royalty but overlooked, he walks a path no one else sees. As monsters rain from the skies and kingdoms crumble under hidden rot, Fortis awakens a power tied not to the blade, but to the mind — a force no sworder understands. Calm, unreadable, and carrying the weight of a nation, Fortis doesn’t seek power for pride... but when he moves, the world follows...

He was the feral Alpha King buried beneath the mountain. She was the cursed girl they offered to him as sacrifice to end the famine plaguing their lands. ...but what sleeps beneath the mountain is no myth. Ruvan, the first Alpha. Imprisoned, driven to utter madness, and starved of power. Solenne, the packless she-wolf known as the Harbinger of Misfortune. With the power of cursed speech, she is able to kill and bend the world to her will with only one word. To avoid hurting others, she hasn't spoken a single syllable since she was a child. Feared and rejected by her own people, she is given to the mountain in a forbidden ritual-sacrifice... and her scent stirs the beast that slumbers beneath it. His mate. Ruvan will stop at nothing to claim what's his, even if that means storming the heavens and finding the cure to her curse just to hear her speak his name. ---- She saw stars behind her eyes and felt constellations carved into her skin with every lingering touch and each press of his mouth. He painted the night sky onto her body, not with a brush, but with his lips, hands, and his insatiable hunger—until her lungs were empty and her heart soared so high it must’ve kissed the moon. “Solenne,” Ruvan murmured, voice low and reverent, like a prayer. She shivered; the sound of her name on his lips felt like heaven. Ruvan pressed his palm to her stomach, anchoring her as he leaned in, mouth brushing the hollow of her throat. His hand rose, slow and shaking, tracing the shape of her jaw like it was a sight made only for him. His thumb brushed the corner of her mouth and his eyes burned as he studied her. “You feel like the stars,” he whispered, “Mesmerizing and bright... something that I want to capture and keep to myself." And then he kissed her; it was a deep, aching vow he couldn’t speak aloud. A promise made only in breath, heat, and need. When they parted, he gently pressed his forehead against hers. His voice dipped lower… uncertain, maybe even afraid: “Say my name?” -- R18, werewolves, fated love, weak to strong... I hope you enjoy my second entry for 2025 WSA. :) give it a shot~

In a realm where gods do not simply rule they brand the path to power is carved into flesh. Every noble child receives their divine tattoo at age seven: a sacred bond to a patron god, proof of lineage, and a lifelong oath. But when Lyric, heir to House Velastra, receives her mark, a second one blooms across her skin—unbidden, unrecorded, and unholy. It whispers not with divine radiance, but with memory. Forgotten memory. Forbidden memory. Exiled from her bloodline and cast into a fractured sanctuary, Lyric begins to uncover the buried history of a god long erased: Orryn, the Keeper of Memory and Silent Rebellion. As ancient wars are reignited and divine truths rot from within, she must choose—become the weapon her family fears, or the spark that severs a world from its parasitic gods. But the realm itself is not a passive stage. It watches. It remembers. And it is no longer content to observe.

**An emperor who refused to rule with blood. A prince who refused to love with restraint.** Elliott Lancaster, the gentle Emperor of a fractured empire, has spent his life avoiding war-and his father's attempts to force him into a political marriage. Instead, he adopted an orphaned noble boy, Aiden, raising him as both heir and unlikely companion. But their bond was never that of father and son. Aiden Lancaster, the perfect prince in court and a storm of violence on the battlefield, has waited years to prove himself. He is devoted to his adopted father- some might even say, too devoted. Still, up till now, he was restrained by Elliott's desire for peace, despite their enemies poking them again and again. But Aiden's patience had its limits- but this underhanded tactic was the straw which broke the camel's back. Now unrestrained, he wages a war so brutal it shocks the empire. When Elliott awakens to find borders redrawn in blood, he must confront the terrifying truth: the boy he raised has become a conqueror, and his devotion has twisted into something far more dangerous. As court factions' scheme and the temple condemns their unnatural bond, Elliott faces an impossible choice: maintain his morals and risk losing Aiden or embrace the ruthless love of the man who would burn the world to protect him.

"Snarn from his world without warning, Ken finds himself a slave in a strange kingdom where his survival will depend on his cunning and ambition."

=== WSA 2025 === Way before I was even born, my world was invaded. Actually, not just my world, my entire damn universe was overrun by another, led by a single race that called themselves the Eternals. And they were prepared. Very prepared. Every life we lost in the war against them was used by them. They didn’t just kill people, they captured their souls, forged them into Phantoms, and used the souls to twist beasts into Abominations. Our dead became their army. Three hundred years later, I was born. A guy with way too much energy. Sitting still? Impossible. Taking it slow? Not happening. I was always moving, always ready to burst into action. Then I awakened, and got a talent too. My Talent's Name Was Generator. Because of it I never ran out of energy. Ever. My muscles? Supercharged. My healing? Faster. My stamina? Please, I had no idea what being tired even felt like. So if the universe wanted to throw an endless war at me? Fine. I’d throw everything I had right back. I wasn’t born a hero. Never wanted to be one. But this war? It wasn’t just my universe’s fight anymore. It was mine. The Eternals made sure of that when they took my parents' souls. Discord: https://discord.gg/3q2GJdk27D

Fighting against all threats of worlds, monsters, demons and otherworldly creatures that have invaded earth. A world that was not meant for humanity to live. At least not anymore. Will the last stand and struggle of the humanity pay off in the end? .... There was 5 main characters or 5 playable characters of the game "Last Stand Of Humanity". "Mary", "James", "Ellen", "Florina" and "Ray". The character you plays will become the one with most potential to grow and the other 4 characters become npcs. It was not a particularly popular game (or so Glenn remembers it that way) but Glenn had played it a few times, then he woke up in this world only to be told it was false memories and he didn't transmigrate. But he had no memories of living in this world. Did Glenn really transmigrate or... Did he lose memories?

A failed wormhole experiment stranded Gilly in a realm beyond comprehension—Elador, a land where magic reigns and strength determines fate. Her memories fractured and her body altered, she wakes in the strange town of Elnor bearing pointed ears, glowing eyes, and a face she doesn’t recognize. The townspeople whisper that she resembles a forgotten Elven Queen, but Gilly knows something doesn't add up—she wasn't born of this world. As she trains to survive, Gilly begins unlocking abilities that defy explanation. Her journey takes her through trials of blood, memory, and will—facing monsters, both within and without. With the guidance of mysterious allies and the discovery of an ancient artifact bound to her soul, Gilly’s presence begins to stir long-dormant powers. Yet with each answer she finds, darker forces close in—fearing what she might awaken, or already has. Now hunted and haunted, Gilly must uncover the truth of who—or what—she’s becoming. As pieces of her team’s fate glimmer on the horizon and celestial beings take notice, she realizes her arrival wasn’t a mistake, but a spark. One that might reignite forgotten wars… or bring about a new era.

In the quiet spaces between memory and longing, a young man searches for the girl he can’t forget—and maybe never truly knew. When a forgotten cassette tape resurfaces, it unlocks more than just echoes of the past. It awakens questions no one can answer, dreams that feel more real than life, and a love story written in shadows and silence. Haunted by visions, notes in strange handwriting, and places that shouldn’t exist, he embarks on a surreal journey through grief, memory, and the unraveling edges of reality. But this is not a story about losing someone. It’s about finding what remains. Poetic, mysterious, and achingly human, Her Name Was Yesterday is a novel for anyone who has loved deeply, lost quietly, and still carries the shape of someone in their soul. Some stories end. Others echo forever.

In a crumbling city overtaken by nature, Sete and his family scavenge to survive, haunted by monstrous humanoids and elusive beasts. When Sete chases a mysterious white rabbit—one tied to a tragic past—he stumbles upon a terrifying secret: the flames of an ancient war are reigniting.

Seven years ago, Luna Mendez died in a fire. At least… that’s what the world was told. But the truth? She survived. And now, under a new name, she’s back. As Selene Cruz, she walks into the lives of the very people who left her to burn—calm, beautiful, unreadable. They don’t recognize her. But their hands are still stained with her ashes. She’s not here for forgiveness. She’s here to unbury the lies, shatter their peace, and make them bleed the way she did. But when she comes face to face with Ezra Villanueva—the man who once held her heart and then walked away as her world burned—her vengeance wavers. Because her body remembers him. And worse… his soul remembers her. “You buried Luna. You should’ve made sure she stayed dead.” Some girls come back for closure. She came back for war. Because her name is no longer Luna. Her revenge has a name.

In a quiet European town, Arthur runs a small, peaceful bookstore. To the world, he is a mild-mannered man with weak eyes and a gentle smile. But twelve years ago, a war began — one that killed thousands and ended without a known cause. Now, the names are forgotten. The files are gone. But under fading chalk marks, and behind half-burned histories, the truth still watches. And Arthur… …was never his first name. Why read? A calm story hiding sharp secrets. Every page is a whisper from a buried life.

There has always been a war between good and evil. Trinity Academy is at the forefront of this war, it was the key for the future of humanity. A major trigger point on 06/27/3126 YDB will begin the apocalypse as the academy for developing the new generation of heroes falls from the forces of darkness. To avoid such a calamity those trying to start the apocalypse must be stopped before they can complete their mission. The gods picked their champions to purge the plague of evil out of the academy and save the world. Except every time that date rolled around, the heroes failed. Every reset and reattempt, they failed. Nine times already. The gods now only had one last chance to reset everything. A pair of young twin goddesses out of desperation began to look outside the box for some hope of changing this dark fate. They thought that perhaps someone who never originally meant to go to Trinity Academy could be brought in to change things for the better. Someone with a different view, someone with a little experience with hero work prior to entering the school. Enter Archer Griffen, residing on the opposite side of the world he was one of the few who were directly taught by the heroes of the old generation. A hero in training through and through, albeit a peculiar one. The mad dog, the sloth, the sleuth, the tick, the nightmare, the liar, the knight, are just a few of the nicknames Archer has had fortune or perhaps misfortune of earning from his peers. The twin goddesses decide that maybe a person like him could avoid the calamity. He was never supposed to be here, and his entrance does change things, though perhaps not necessarily for the better. But who knows what damage this unexpected no-named outlier could cause to Trinity Academy. Can the boy who avoided death avoid destruction for all? Only time will tell.

Choosing death after a fruitless final struggle, ignorant of even his own name, the child survived by the grace of his only friend who lives deep within him. Soon his eyes are opened to a world of magic, crime, and information as he refuses to play the hand he was dealt. And without a name of his own, he decides to have one of his choosing. I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)

[The hottest superheroine in the market is after you!] [Ding! You've signed the beautiful anti-hero Raven: +1 Heart Link! You have also gained the new ability “Dark Cube”] [Ding! She's warming up to you… you've unlocked: “Shared Intimacy Bonus – Aura Boost (+5% all stats when nearby)”] [Congrats! The uprising heroine “Plasma Pixie” only wants to sign a contract with you!] [Your followers have skyrocketed to 750,000! They want to know more about their favorite recruiter!] [System Notice: Stream Milestone! You’ve reached #10 on HeroTok Live. +50,000 Credits. +Outfit Voucher: “Recruiter of Desire”] [Warning! Competing agency “Diamond Halo” is attempting to poach your contractee “Stormkiss.” Entering combat recruitment mode…] In the glamorous, hyper-commercialized metropolis of Liberty City, superheroism is a career—complete with sponsors, brand deals, ranking boards, and viral challenges. Flashy names, filtered action shots, and a few million followers on HeroNet are worth more than saving lives. At the bottom of this shiny pyramid? The underfunded, half-broke One-Star Hero Recruitment Agency called JusticeFindr. Oliver Grant is a 22-year-old burnout who works here as a broke recruiter. With zero combat ability, no powers, and no social capital, his life is a series of failed interviews, rejected applicants, and unpaid overtime. But after being maltreated and dumped by his girlfriend, he gains access to a weird black-market app called the Harem Talent System which turns his world around! [Ding! The system has activated!] [Recruit your first Superheroine to unlock your path to greatness!] Now, every time Oliver successfully recruits a female superhuman, he gains: — A fraction of her powers — Her loyalty (and eventual interest) — Fame across the meta-verse via the TalentFeed live-stream platform Soon, he’s not just building the strongest underground team of superheroines… He’s becoming an urban legend—an enigmatic Talent Broker who can “awaken the potential in any woman.” The Hero League hates him. The top agencies want to buy him out—or silence him. And every girl he recruits? Slowly begins to fall under the spell of his mysterious charisma… "From bottom-tier recruiter to god-tier heartbreaker — this is the era of my rise!"

The journey of an unknown boy without a name, purpose, and family. He doesn't know who gave birth to him, he doesn't even know who he is. All he knows is that he must find "Something". (A/N: First time writing, I don't speak English fluently so please help with the mistakes I made, if possible, so I can make it a book that everybody can understand. Random Word counts, I will put as many words as I can and hope you can understand it. Good luck.)

When a mysterious stranger arrives, speaking the exact phrase her father taught her to wait for, Jenny escapes. But freedom comes with a cost. She lands into an arranged marriage with Ramon, the Earl of Cavenhan, a striking nobleman who agrees to marry her out of duty to his powerful family. To Ramon, Jenny is a burden, an obligation forced upon him by politics and bloodlines. His heart, he believes, belongs to Evelyne, a beautiful, enchanting woman with hidden claws and poisonous ambition. As Jenny tries to find her footing in a house that does not welcome her, she soon learns that surviving Ramon’s cold indifference is the least of her struggles. Lies, betrayal, and manipulation run deeper than she imagined, and Evelyne’s sweet smile hides a ruthless plan to destroy Jenny from within. Trapped in a loveless, abusive marriage, surrounded by power games and haunted by her past, Jenny must decide whether she will quietly endure or rise to reclaim the voice and fire that once defined her family.

In a university that seems ordinary in the eyes of many, there are secrets long buried and forgotten. Boom — a simple preschool teacher with a light yet hazy past — suddenly finds himself wrapped in mystery when fragments of memories about a fire in an abandoned orphanage start coming back to him. Together with two people who seem connected to his past — Auo Khohie Alaric, a famous idol hiding a deep trauma, and Riku Aki Senuval, a mysterious young man who always seems to linger in the shadows — the picture he had long forgotten slowly begins to take shape. But the deeper they dig into the truth, the more dangerous each step becomes. Who is Kira? Why are there seven names on the list, but only four they can remember? In every frame of the past, the “Echoes” appear — beings born from trauma, memories, and experimentation. Slowly, they discover that they are not just victims… but keys to a vast experiment that nearly erased their very identities. Can they survive the web of lies spun by those who decided who deserves to live, and who must be forgotten? In a world filled with memories, friendships, and wounds too deep to measure — can love become the last memory left behind?

To break the gods, he must become worse than them. Raen Valor was once a nameless orphan, a shadow in the alleys of a dying empire. Now, reborn by the will of a forgotten Demon God, he walks a path of blood, betrayal, and stolen power. In a world where true power lies in Names—the sacred truths that define reality—Raen becomes a Thronedead, a forbidden being who devours the Names of gods, rewriting the laws of existence itself. But every name taken eats away at his soul. Every god slain brings him closer to madness, and the throne he seeks to destroy whispers temptations of its own. Alongside Lyra, a girl bound by forbidden magic and a haunting past, Raen ventures into cursed lands, unearths buried truths, and confronts horrors born from divine lies. Together, they will challenge the very foundation of the world. But can a man who devours identity remember who he truly is? Brutal. Philosophical. Unforgettable. Thronebreaker: The One Who Devours Names is a dark fantasy epic that weaves psychological depth, unique worldbuilding, and a power system unlike any you’ve seen before. ___________________________________ Join the Discord for updates, character art, announcements, and more: https://discord.gg/J9VsU5d7

Winter, gadis muda dari desa kecil yang dikenal karena ketegarannya, harus mengubur impian masa mudanya saat sang ayah terlilit utang besar kepada seorang bangsawan kaya raya dan dingin bernama Sebastian Ashbourne. Demi menebus utang itu, Winter 'dijual' ke keluarga bangsawan tersebut — bukan sebagai pelayan, bukan pula sebagai tamu kehormatan, tetapi sebagai "jaminan hidup", sebuah posisi yang menggantung antara budak dan tamu, tanpa hak, namun harus tunduk. Dengan keyakinan bahwa ini adalah awal dari kehidupan yang lebih baik — atau setidaknya bebas dari kemiskinan — Winter melangkah masuk ke rumah megah itu. Namun yang ia temui hanyalah dinginnya tembok batu, tatapan sinis para pelayan, dan perlakuan kasar dari sang bangsawan. Hari-harinya dipenuhi hinaan, makian, dan tugas-tugas yang seolah sengaja dibuat untuk menjatuhkan harga dirinya.

Ayla Rahmani never believed in fairy tales—especially not the kind where a broke nurse like her ends up in the bed of Indonesia’s most untouchable billionaire after a single night of escape from reality. But one drunken mistake at a high-society masquerade ball leaves her with two surprises: a positive pregnancy test... and a cold, unwanted proposal from Leonard Darmawan—the very CEO she can’t stand. To Leo, marriage is just another business contract. To Ayla, it's a lifeline for her unborn child. Neither expects the sterile, awkward marriage to become something warmer, deeper—something real. But behind closed doors, love begins to grow in the quietest ways: in late-night meals, shared silences, and a husband's gentle hand on a swelling belly. Until the past catches up—with secrets that threaten everything they’ve built. Will their fragile bond survive the truth? Or will love after marriage prove too delicate to endure?