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Being re-birthed as a cell, Han Dong utilized the power of the Prison code and came into a parallel world where the Ancient Ones have awakened. A steam powered civilization, horrifying subspaces, the Ancient King of the Eternal Night and strange monsters lurking outside the city. The door of Destiny has been opened - Crusaders, Library, Control, Machinery and Mysticism would become the new growth system for human development. The hymn of Humanity is the song of courage! The brave and dauntless Knights Regiments, riding into the world ruled by the Ancient King to seize back the freedom that belongs to mankind.

Synopsis: Noa Aizawa As a junior crew member at a failing TV station, she spends her days with a sketchbook where she pours out all her longing to draw the perfect man, Ren Until one day, A ray of light, A swirl of pencil lines. And suddenly, a man crawls out of the page... but it's not Ren. This man calls himself Reno, wears a half-buttoned shirt, speaks like an anime reject, and insists that he's here to "help her find true love." What happens next is a mess Romance?

Luo Chao: Maybe I'm not the strongest Soldier King, but I'm definitely the most versatile Soldier King. Whether it's martial arts, medicine, or cooking... I'm not targeting anyone specifically, but I'm saying that everyone present here is trash!

Suddenly exposed on all the top news websites and social media platforms globally, 'Return Order's Notes' leads to a revolutionary virtual reality game. Game Name: 'Dark Sand' Game Type: Oriental fantasy historical theme, featuring a certain degree of soulslike difficulty and roguelike gameplay in a role-playing game. Requirements for recruiting beta players: Good mindset, quick reactions, strong stress resilience, a certain amount of historical knowledge, excellent physical condition. The most crucial requirement: superb acting skills, preferably at an Oscar-winner level! Special Reward: Among the beta players, the one with the most excellent simulated completion performance can undergo the ultimate trial and, after a perfect recording, have it presented to the public in film form, fulfilling your dream of becoming an Oscar winner! Players are complaining, they have never seen a game with such high entry barriers! What they don't know is that their every action in the game will truly affect both history and reality.

*CAUTION: MATURE CONTENT (SOMETIMES) | HAREM | COMEDY | ACTION | FILTHY ROMANCE One minute Kaito Asuma is arguing with a vending machine. The next he wakes up in a fantasy world with a “broken system,” less clothes, and a very intense swordswoman telling him she owns him. Kaito Asuma had been accidentally rebooted into a magical RPG world with powers glitches, weirdly emotional quest and the only way to get stronger... is bonding with beautiful, terrifying women who all seem to want something from him (and it’s not just his power) Join Kaito Asuma as he fights. monsters. Fumble relationships. Flirt with death (and death-by-flirting). "This is going to be Fun."

Indecision Protocol Online as told (reluctantly) by Adrian Okay, deep breath. So… I didn’t mean to get dragged into a fantasy world. Or five. Or however many it's been so far—I’ve kind of lost count between the mana storms, flaming swords, and those weirdly judgmental elves. One moment I was a socially anxious nobody with a healthy fear of confrontation and a tragic internet history. The next, I woke up with a voice in my head—no, not a helpful voice. Not a wise mentor. I got assigned the most insufferable system on the metaphysical market. It’s sarcastic. Rude. Possibly sentient. Definitely hates me. And it won’t shut up. It says I’m “chaos-compatible,” whatever that means. Apparently, I gain power not from training or discipline like normal people, but from doing things that “disrupt the narrative structure.” Which, by the way, includes falling down stairs and starting bar fights by accident. So yeah. That’s… my life now. I’ve been forced to travel from one bizarre world to another—each more magical, dangerous, and emotionally confusing than the last. Everyone thinks I’m some kind of destined agent of change or walking disaster prophecy. I’d like to clarify: I’m just trying not to die, cry, or get flirted with by someone who turns into a dragon when emotionally compromised. I thought I was getting a hero arc. Maybe even romance. But the truth is? I’m leveling up by accident. And my system is definitely enjoying the show. Please send help. Or snacks. Or a class reset.

Anomalies have always existed in the world, without any specific pattern. Sometimes they were places, other times objects, and occasionally, beings. Almost all anomalies possess something called “anomalous power” an innate ability that grants them capabilities that defy all the laws of nature. And I... ended up becoming one of these anomalies. New chapters are released 5 times per week Monday - Friday *** Visit my Patreon to get up to 21 chapters ahead - (21 chapters / one months ahead): Patr-eon: https://www.patreon.com/c/rowen_kun/membership

In the martial world, there circulates a mysterious and binding "Life-Death Contract." The bearer must complete a nearly impossible "task" specified in the contract within the stipulated time frame (which could be several years, or perhaps only a few days)—such as: killing a supreme master, stealing a sect's treasured artifact, or protecting a specific person until their natural death. Should the task fail or remain incomplete past the deadline, the bearer will suffer the contract's backlash and die a violent death. Once the contract takes effect, it cannot be discarded or transferred—it follows like a shadow. The contract's origins, method of creation, and ultimate purpose all remain mysteries.

Omegas are maltreated by the society. A taboo to the elite world. So when Zara, a born-and-raised Omega discovers she was the Alpha King's mate she hid it from anyone to protect her dignity. What happened when the Alpha King held her captive? **** "Mine." His voice resonated in the silent night. Deep, raspy, and authoritative. He was more sexier than the maids or the magazine described him as. But she didn't need to think of how handsome he was or how his muscles were restrained in the tight shirt he wore. She was supposed to run for her life, yet she stayed glued in place admiring the Greek God. She was his, there was no denying it now.

Once the silent victim of cruel high school torment, Scarlett Prescott has returned—richer, colder, and unrecognizable. With a new identity and a calculated plan, she’s ready to dismantle the lives of those who once destroyed hers. From secret affairs to shattered reputations, no sin will go unpunished. But when love complicates revenge and friendships blur into loyalty and betrayal, how far will Scarlett go before she becomes the very monster she’s hunting? In the Shadow of Scarlett is a dark, dramatic blend of revenge, secrets, and slow-burn chaos, wrapped in twisted romance and shocking revelations. Note: This book contains some chapters with 18+ content (though the main focus is revenge). For those specific chapters, a clear warning is always included before the scene begins, so please check for it before reading

A haunting past, A show of power and mind, A Knotted present; An unknown place, Lingering threats, A lifelong journey; Is what has happened to Anahita, a girl with a sharp mind and witty tongue. Her past is the one deciding her future, but does she know of it? No, she doesn’t. Achyuta, a perfect match for her. The one who has what every man dreams of achieving and woman's dream of living in. But does he care? No, he doesn’t. Join Anahita and Achyuta on their epic journey to uncover the life-threatening secrets that could destroy everything they've built. Will they be able to solve the mystery? Would they be able to conquer upon what they are supposed to? As the saying goes, all that happens with you is meant to happen for a reason. Started on:- 26.01.23 End:- NOTE:- My novel's only available on wattpad and scrollstack I have deleted it from this website for some specific reasons

Died once? Unlucky. Died twice? Suspicious. Got dumped into a new world as a six-year-old chakra-deficient orphan? Now that’s just rude. Meet our unlucky protagonist: once a modern-day rich guy with a loving wife, two kids, and a garage full of mid-life-crisis cars—until fate slammed the brakes with a truck. Reincarnated again in a world where everyone can absorb chakra from the air like free Wi-Fi… except him. Yep, our boy’s basically running a cultivation emulator on potato specs. But fate's not completely cruel—he’s gifted a Tutorial System by a fed-up god who’s tired of watching him die like an NPC. The catch? It nags more than a grandma and upgrades slower than a government app. With a half-drunken master who forgets mid-lesson, a world where punching mountains is normal, and a chakra system locked tighter than grandma’s candy jar, can our accidental cultivator rise to greatness? Or will he die a third time—this time from embarrassment? Brace yourself for absurd power levels, epic fights, weirdly wise drunkards, and the slowest glow-up in cultivation history. This isn't your usual "chosen one" tale—

Bound by fate. Forged by chaos. Ascending through fire and steel. When Lu Changsheng awakens in a brutal, lawless world teeming with demons, bandits, and decaying empires, he has nothing—no family, no allies, no past. But fate grants him one mysterious advantage: a powerful game modifier from his previous life and a bizarre spiritual bond with a mythical pangolin beast. In a land where the strong devour the weak, Lu cultivates his body through the ancient Iron Shirt technique, becoming impervious to blades, claws, and the dark arts of demonic cultivators. While others avoid the forbidden forests and cursed mountains, Lu sees opportunity. With the modifier unlocking secret skills and power-ups no one else possesses, the world becomes his training ground. Enemies rise. Factions clash. Ancient sects reawaken. But none can stop the martial saint who walks alone—with an unbreakable body, a beast by his side, and a fire in his heart that even the heavens must bow to. Step into a tale of cultivation, survival, and unstoppable ascension. The earth shakes beneath the Iron Shirt.

"Curiosity killed the cat." The sinister man raised the edges of his lips into a grin before injecting the girl's neck ruthlessly, leaving her unconscious. [Disclaimer: Rated 18 solely for the blood and gore scenes. Extreme torture and abuse scenes included, however, a warning shall be given at the start of such chapters and I will be briefly explaining everything for those who skipped the chapters with such content. Read at your own discretion.] **** Nancy Morgan was an average college girl who was bored of her little-to-none thrilling life and wanted something new. But what she got for that was not necessarily what she asked for. She got into a life-threatening accident. Roth Rogers, her family friend, inserted a chip inside her brain to save her. However, it attracted evil people to go after her. To protect her from the upcoming dangers, Roth appointed his adopted son, Samuel Rogers as her bodyguard. However, more than the people who were trying to abduct her for the cutting-edge technology, Nancy's curiosity rang for her bodyguard's mysterious life. Little did she know, her curiosity unlocked many secrets and troubles.... Like Immortality and artificial diseases. Trapped in a dilemma of science and immortality, Nancy must find out more about her bodyguard, and his connection with all of the mess. **** [Excerpt] "How come you have appeared at my house?" Samuel asked, ignoring her question. "And at such an hour? Are your parents aware?" He was bombarding questions at her after her system told her strange things. Nancy was irritated enough to break his neck, but she kept her composure. "Listen here, you little shit, the system is saying you're hurt. And that's what I asked you. Only I ask the questions here." Nancy clarified before jumping onto the bed, an inch apart from him, as she ran her hand from his shirt's collar to the first button. Who wears dress shirts in bed? Before Nancy could unbutton his shirt, he grabbed her hand with a frown on his face. "I do not know what your system told you, but I must clarify that I am not hurt," Samuel said before moving her hand aside. "Prove it, then," Nancy muttered. "The system says it's a thoracic injury. Show me that it's not." "Even if there is one, I believe you have nothing to do with it." Samuel backfired. Right. Nancy had nothing to do with his matters. But she was dying to remove that shirt from him. No, no! Not for any other business. She just needed to see if the gunshot wound was still there or not. "Which means there is a wound," Nancy said, trying to sound unfazed by his words. "I'll help you treat it." She stood up before walking over to the nightstand opposite them to get the first-aid kit. He watched her with narrowed vision, and she stared back from the corner of her eye. {Probability of survival : 50%... 60%... 65%} {The Wound shows signs of healing. Abnormalities detected.} {Platelet count: Normal.} {Platelet function: Faster than normal.} The system kept raising abnormalities from Samuel as if the system could've never guessed for such an existence. It made Nancy wonder, too. She was sure he was another invention. One way, or another… He was involved. [Note: All my novels are fictional. None of the characters and events have actually taken place.] **** Join my ded discord server: https://discord.gg/HsYbkZP29D Cover Artist: https://www.instagram.com/alina._.smthng/ **** Special Thanks to my mother for devising a name. I had been working on this for 2 years but I couldn't get a name. My mom asked me about the plot and I told her that it was complicated; That's when she said 'Dilemma' If you like complicated things, this is for you! Thank you for giving this a shot.

Every girl has dreamed of that boy: crisp white shirts, eyes like frost-kissed glass. In the halls of Eldenwood Academy, sixteen-year-old Vivian Vaughn reigns as its velvet rebel—loud, defiant, and infamous. While the world calls her "Vivi," only Adrian Stone uses her full name, his voice a blade of ice: "Vivian Vaughn, end this childish game." She grins up at his Arctic gaze. "Make me. Be my boyfriend." "...Impossible." But Vivian learns nothing is impossible when you fight with your whole soul. He’s the ethereal genius who ignited her heart, worth every reckless leap. She’s Vivian Vaughn; he’s Adrian Stone. One day, she will be his most treasured gem. Years Later | 20 Years Old At an elite Manhattan restaurant, Eldenwood’s alumni gather. Time flips fortunes: once-timid girls now flaunt miniskirts and Louboutins, dissecting Ivy League glory. Their eyes dart to Vivian—the fallen heiress in faded jeans, exiled and broke. "Where do you work these days?" one smirks. Vivian’s reply dies as a tall figure parts the crowd. Adrian’s hand brushes hers, warm and claiming: "Darling, you forgot your phone." Silence. Someone gasps: "...Adrian?" Eldenwood’s unattainable star—now a visionary architect—has plunged into the "sewer" they scorn. Midnight | Penthouse Suite Adrian’s breath scorches Vivian’s neck. "Why not tell her you graduated from Yale before her? That you’re her senior?" His voice is gravel and velvet. She shivers, laughing into the pillow. "She was already green. Why twist the knife?" He growls, hands turning desperate— "Adrian—" "Say my name again." Vivian: She loves like a wildfire—all-consuming. Adrian: She’s his sun. His redemption.

Two struggling friends from china small town lose their lives while saving a stranger — only to be reborn in a magical world torn between humans and demons. Now known as le wen and Hiroshi, they must rise through fierce training, political tensions, and an epic tournament where the strongest will face the kings themselves. Will their bond survive in a world where loyalty, power, and destiny clash?

This is a trial work of what is to come. It is basically a book filled with stories of African schools, specifically Ghana, so sit back, relax, and enjoy the loves of Ghanian students. I assure you you will be anything but bored for this ride. ;)

[System Initiated]  [Character Awakening in Progress...]  [1%... 10%... 30%... 50%... 80%... 100%... Complete.] "Ugh… my whole body hurts." Hastora stirred groggily, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. As he stood, he noticed the world looked slightly different—his perspective was higher. "Did I… grow taller overnight?' He pulled off his shirt only to see his emaciated frame. He looked around. He found himself in an apartment. But this place... It felt unfamiliar—like he was trespassing in someone else's life. Something was undeniably… off. He rushed to the bathroom and stared at his reflection. Black hair, red eyes, hollow cheeks, a sharp jawline—a strikingly handsome face. "This face… it's mine, yet not quite. And these eyes… they're unreal." What had happened? Where was he?

"Take my existence as something so pathetic. Just ignore the silent aura, the plain t-shirt and the rugged pants. The more the world look down on me, the more powerful I become, enough to startle even the universe itself." "I might look like a normal kid, but my power had grown to that of an immortàl. My power awakens an affinity: Chaos and now, the six universes seemed to tremble." "But then, I unlocked a trait. An uprising demon slayer. Now, nothing can stop my descent into hell."

Humanity lives inside a vast tunnel that stretches for thousands of kilometers, divided into zones that no one is allowed to cross. Each person is born in a specific zone and is forbidden from leaving it. It is said that "The Silence" lurks outside—a mysterious disease that kills anyone who tries to leave. But the protagonist begins to hear a strange voice through the tunnel walls, urging him to escape. Is he losing his mind, or is he hearing the truth?

“He died with my name on his lips... and her perfume on his chest.” Arianne thought death would end the betrayal. She was wrong. Her husband is gone — buried in silence, mourned in pain. But the scent of another woman lingers in his shirts. Her lipstick stains the cup Arianne drinks from. And her voice? It echoes in voicemails he never deleted. Every drawer hides a memory that doesn't belong to her. Every reflection shows a woman who lost a war she never knew she was fighting. As Arianne unravels the quiet infidelity that stole her marriage, grief twists into obsession. What begins as mourning becomes investigation. What begins as sorrow becomes vengeance. But what happens when the dead aren't done speaking? And what if she — the other woman — was more than just a mistake? She wasn’t just loved. She was chosen. This is not a love story. This is a haunting told from the side of the widow who refused to die with him.

Not everything we dream, we will get. So is Diana's dream of wanting to find happiness in carrying out the mandate entrusted to her by her mother, who has gone before the divine. In the busy search for joy, she approached by a young man named Adrian, who often made Diana's little heart upset with teasing and a sly smile on the man's face. Where the wind did not rise, as soon as he saw Diana's face, the young man called her Ms Vanilla Latte because of the clash between the two of them, which was quite 'sweet' when Diana accidentally spilt a vanilla latte on Adrian's shirt in front of the cafe door. Various scenes take place throughout their story. Unbeknownst to her, it turns out that their meeting led to Diana's search for the message she had carried all this time. Did Diana succeed in carrying out the mandate sent by her mother? What is the end of the love between Andrian and Diana? Wait for their story to end :)

The Realm of Samvrta is a vast, interconnected world where ten sentient races—Humans, Bloodkin, Stoneborn , Swarm, Naga, Beastkin, Demons, Sylvans , Artificers, and Phantasma—cultivate unique power systems. These systems typically involve the absorption of spiritual energy (prana/qi/essences) and specific forms of matter, allowing them to comprehend and manipulate the governing laws or forces unique to their kind.

Before her death, Xia Wan has seen her own family being set up and killed, her beloved recognizing the wrong person as his savior, and their engagement party! Even her upperclassman had run a blade through her chest, snarling spitefully, "Xia Bing will have everything with your death! It was Xia Bing again! She stole all of Xia Wan's accomplishments and her lover's, but wanted her dead as well! And yet, Xia Wan could not say a word against her! However, when she thought that her death was inevitable, Xia Wan was reincarnated to a day 18 years ago, when her whole family was still alive and before all tragedy began! This time, she swore that she will have her family stay safe, healthy and happy. Insincere skanks trying to stop her? She slapped them until they cry! Scumbags wanting to date her? Xia Wan: Sorry, you're too ugly. After chasing off everyone and finally earning some peace, Xia Wan was going to sleep when someone knocked on her door. She opened it to find her beloved from the last life!"Do I happen to fit your type?" The sight of his white shirt and slightly bared chest left Xia Wan clutching her bleeding nose. Xia Wan: Men are too sexy in a white shirt! This is against the rules! A certain man: That doesn't matter. Bringing my wife home is more important!

Once, he was Erion of the Shattered Citadel—a hero who felled tyrants and drank starlight. Now, he scrubs espresso machines in a dimly lit Brooklyn café, his sword arm trembling at the hiss of steam. The portal that spat him here left him with nothing but a name tag, panic attacks, and a recurring nightmare of a black dog chewing through the threads of time. But when a grad student named Lila starts asking questions about the "weirdly medieval" scars on his hands, Erion’s carefully constructed lie of normalcy begins to crumble. The real world has no use for knights... until the cracks in his sanity start leaking monsters even coffee can’t fix.

“One accidental signature, and now the legendary Shadow Queen is living in my house... wearing my T-shirts and refusing to leave! She claims to be cursed with laziness, but why did I just witness her destroy a monster with one finger? And why does she keep looking at me like I’m her next target? Someone help—I’m not ready for this kind of responsibility!”

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6000 years ago, before animals became spirits, the strongest roamed the earth. Their names, lost to time along with their existence. Although one specific day was marked the end of their reign, called “Eclipsis Luscinia”. 6000 years later, a young boy, Fenix is struck by great misfortune when it comes to the spirit selections. Join him as he tries to uncover the secrets behind that day and what exactly happened while trying to survive.

The Hero is finally here! But... he's (Supposedly) mute and very strange. but he's not tgd protagonist of this story. the protagonists would be the people around him, More Specifically, the Guards that interact with the Hero the most. why don't we see what the life of the people behind the Hero is like and how they react to the Heros antics?

Shit, how do I even fall in love with a zombie? How is a flipping zombie my mark mate? As soon as I hear her cry, I feel my wolf going insane. The desire to find her and protect her was really strong. It ate my insides, piercing into my very soul. Even though I know Alpha orders are clear, we destroy every zombie. No matter their age, gender or alertness. I won't and can't destroy my mate. This is a specific time frame in Sandy Shores Awaken, giving a glimpse of Dev's mind.