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Ariel never wanted to be a hero. As a child, he witnessed his home consumed by an Abyssal Rift, his family slaughtered before his eyes. In his agony, something awakened deep within him—the voice of a goddess, ancient and powerful. His Legacy of the Moon surged forth, granting him immense power but leaving him with unbearable grief. To the world, he became a future hero. To himself, he was a failure. Now, as a disciple of the Lightbound Order, Ariel is trained to be a warrior of balance, yet the weight of expectations crushes him. He is praised as a savior, but in his heart, he knows he was too weak to protect those he loved. Haunted by the past and uncertain of his future, he walks the line between control and destruction, between destiny and defiance.

"Adira Jordan, a young woman mourning the loss of her father, is plagued with the feeling of being watched and hears ominous voices that threaten her life. She finds herself drawn to her extended family, whom she has never met before, in the hopes of finding answers and protection. Desperate to find a solution, Adira must overcome her fear of abandonment and trust her unknown relatives to fight the mysterious forces trying to harm her."

The popular VR game Flanard Ford Online has been breaking records for 3 years in a row, due to the unique mechanics and plot of the game itself in the open world, where you can choose a mount animal, passing story quests and additional quests, becomes stronger with your beast. And one day, such a game was presented to our main character, 25-year-old Atlas, a former special forces soldier who was fired from his post yesterday. "Hmm, let's see what happens." [Are you ready, my dear adventurer]

Quelle quantité immense doit représenter la richesse d'une famille transmise pendant cinq mille ans ? Parfois, vous ne saurez jamais à quel point votre famille est réellement riche jusqu'à ce que vous poussiez un peu vos parents ! Ce n'est qu'après avoir hérité de la fortune cinq fois millénaire de sa famille que Zhang Menglong s'est rendu compte que la joie des riches est si simple. Président de banque, "Monsieur Zhang, s'il vous plaît, je vous supplie de déposer votre argent dans notre banque, et vous pouvez fixer le taux d'intérêt !" Fils de la plus grande famille riche de Huaxia, "Le monde entier appartient-il à votre famille ou quoi?" L'homme le plus riche du monde, "Je me sens comme un pauvre homme!" Famille royale européenne, "Monsieur Zhang, avez-vous une petite amie ? Si vous n’en avez pas, cela vous dérangerait-il d’en trouver une ? Sinon, cela vous dérangerait-il d’en avoir une de plus ? Que pensez-vous de la princesse de notre pays ?" Plus tard, Zhang Menglong a découvert que l'université que ses parents lui avaient laissée était la chose la plus impressionnante. En fait, être doyen s'est avéré encore plus réjouissant qu'être l'homme le plus riche du monde !

Wie groß muss der Reichtum einer Familie sein, die seit fünftausend Jahren vererbt wird? Manchmal weiß man erst dann, wie reich die eigene Familie wirklich ist, wenn man seine Eltern ein wenig unter Druck setzt! Erst nachdem er das fünftausendjährige Vermögen seiner Familie geerbt hatte, erkannte Zhang Menglong, dass die Freude der Reichen so einfach ist. Der Bankpräsident: "Herr Zhang, bitte, ich bitte Sie, Ihr Geld bei unserer Bank anzulegen, und Sie können den Zinssatz bestimmen!" Huaxias oberster Reicher der zweiten Generation: "Gehört Ihrer Familie die ganze Welt oder was?" Der reichste Mensch der Welt: "Ich fühle mich wie ein armer Mann!" Europäisches Königshaus: "Herr Zhang, fehlt Ihnen eine Freundin? Wenn ja, würde es Ihnen etwas ausmachen, eine zu finden? Wenn nicht, hätten Sie dann noch eine? Was halten Sie von der Prinzessin unseres Landes?" Später fand Zhang Menglong heraus, dass das College, das seine Eltern ihm hinterlassen hatten, das Beeindruckendste war. Dekan zu sein, war sogar noch schöner, als der reichste Mensch der Welt zu sein!

How massive must the wealth of a family that has been passed down for five thousand years be? Sometimes, you’ll never know how rich your family really is until you push your parents a bit! Only after inheriting his family's five-thousand-year fortune did Zhang Menglong realize that the joy of the wealthy is so simple. Bank president, "Mr. Zhang, please, I beg you to deposit your money with our bank, and you can set the interest rate!" Huaxia's top wealthy second generation, "Does the whole world belong to your family or what?" World's richest person, "I feel like I am just a poor man!" European Royal Family, "Mr. Zhang, are you lacking a girlfriend? If you are, would you mind finding one? If not, would you mind one more? What do you think about our country's princess?" Latter, Zhang Menglong found out that the college his parents left him was the most impressive thing. Actually, being a dean turned out to be even more joyful than being the world's richest person!

666 ..6 people 6 life's 6 ways The world Is dying ....people are dying ...hope is gone ... 6 people who share the same fate are sent to find a life , a hope . They are sent to a maze a maze of past , present and future . but have they been lied to ? Is the liar among them ? can they ever make it out alive ?

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”

Lyla Knight thought she knew her husband, the enigmatic and stoic Noah Anderson—CEO of a billion-dollar empire and the golden bachelor of City A. Their marriage was a quiet agreement, a union arranged by their families to ensure Lyla's safety and happiness. For two years, Noah was away expanding his business, and Lyla pursued her dream of becoming a singer, believing they were just two polite strangers bound by a contract. But appearances can be deceiving. Noah Anderson, the king of the business world, has always been a wolf in sheep’s clothing. Beneath his calm demeanor lies an obsession—a love so deep that he’s been silently protecting his innocent "little rabbit" from the shadows. When he finally returns, his carefully constructed facade begins to crack. “Sweetheart,” he murmurs one day, his voice a mix of pleading and determination, “I let them think I didn’t love you enough to show you off. But now, can we go public? Let me slap their faces with the truth.” Even the king of hell is willing to make puppy eyes to convince his wife to acknowledge him as her husband—a sight that leaves his assistant Cheng fleeing the office in shock. But Lyla’s world is truly shaken when she stumbles into Noah’s private library and finds a hidden treasure trove: old, secretly taken photos of herself from years before they were married. Her heart pounds as she backs away, only to collide with the man himself. His familiar scent surrounds her as his deep, velvety voice whispers near her ear, “It has always been you, sweetheart.” Caught between the shy, gentlemanly facade she believed in and the possessive, passionate man he truly is, Lyla must navigate the truth about her husband and their secret marriage.

She doesn’t tell her truth outright,she weaves it into stories. Stories of girls who love too hard, trust too soon, and break too easily. But hidden beneath every word is a secret she’s never dared to speak. In a world that never listened, she found her voice in the only way she knew how—through fiction. But will anyone hear her before it’s too late?"

This novel is inspired by novels where heroines can hear the villain's inner voice, but the main character is the protagonist in the original story not the villain whose voice audible to the heroines. No NTR ---- Chen Fan descends from the mountain after learning from his master for 10 years. The purpose? Of course, to enjoy life and reach the pinnacle of greatness. But there’s something strange about the girls he meets… ---- A/N : This is my first novel, and since English isn't my native language, I kindly ask for your understanding regarding any awkward phrasing or grammatical errors. Your feedback is greatly appreciated.

Because of the incident, my life changed completely. I never thought that in an instant, I would lose everything. Family, friends, and even the man that I loved. But I met a man which I did not expect to love him. He is the mysterious one, cold as ice, introvert, and anti-social, but he caught my attention. But the way his voice sounds or the words he speaks makes me think that I met someone like him before. Curiosity kills me inside. Was he a part of my past? Have I met him before? But I didn’t expect that one day, I would fall for him. Can we bring back our past or remain strangers?

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Dreams are everything that identify a person's ideology. Dreams form ambitions, ambitions form personality, but what would happen if all of the above formed into power your dreams gift you. The larger your ambitions the stronger you're power may become. But what would happen if you dream too much?

"Shall I tell you a little secret? But I have to warn you, you won't like it." No one likes spoilers, therefore, I present this to you. "Is it a book filled with spoilers or a book specifically about spoilers?" Read between the lines, that is what you do when you are eager to find out. To figure out a secret, to interpret and keep note of what there is to come. "It is kind of like that, but I would rather refer to it as a compilation or a series." "Or an outline, a note, reminder for what'll end up happening, whatever sounds right to you." A story that has only one plot, universe, and meaning is not how you would describe this one. Spoiler though, you'll never be satisfied. /Extra/ "One more thing... None of this is real. Unless you know what exactly is going on."

"Writer’s block is one thing. Being too lazy to even write is another. But waking up as a girl? Now that’s just ridiculous." At 19 years old, Joseph Angelito L. Ramondez is a NEET, a failed writer, and a professional procrastinator. He’s tried everything—every cliché in the book, every AI writing tool under the sun—but nothing works. His stories are uninspired, overdone, and completely ignored. Maybe he was just born too late for success. Or maybe he’s just destined to fail. Then, one morning, he wakes up to find himself in a female body—long, flowing silver hair, piercing blue eyes, and all. Instead of freaking out, his first thought is: "Maybe I can finally write a good gender-bend story now." Armed with a new perspective (literally) and a renewed (though still lazy) sense of purpose, Joseph sets out to turn his bizarre new reality into a bestselling novel. But can he actually finish a story for once? Or will his procrastination, crippling self-doubt, and newly complicated life get in the way? ________________ Tags:Genderbender,Slice Of Life,Male to female, Echii

Synopsis:At Rensaka High, love isn’t always straightforward. Miyuki Asano, a kind and determined girl, finds herself caught between two very different boys—Renji Kisaragi, her confident and playful childhood friend, and Haruto Sumeragi, the sharp-tongued student council vice president.What starts as a normal school life soon turns into an emotional whirlwind filled with unexpected moments, heated clashes, and growing feelings. Between playful teasing, intense arguments, and unspoken emotions, Miyuki must navigate friendships, rivalries, and the weight of family expectations.In a love story where hearts waver and relationships are tested, will she find the path that truly makes her happy?

In the mysterious land of Drakhenholt, a realm inhabited by vampires and other supernatural beings, an ancient prophecy speaks of a person with an extraordinary voice—one so beautiful that it can end the endless battle of Vampires and Werewolves . For centuries, the rulers of Drakhenholt have searched tirelessly for this individual, hoping to harness their gift and turn the tide in their eternal battles. Elysia, an orphan raised in a secluded monastery, has always felt different but never understood why. Her life takes an unexpected turn when she rescues an injured woman, Morwenna, who turns out to be a powerful witch with vampire ancestry. As Morwenna heals in Elysia's care, she senses something unusual about the young woman—the scent of her blood is unlike anything she has ever encountered. As Elysia embarks on a journey to uncover her true identity, she finds herself caught in a war between factions of vampires—some who wish to protect her, and others who see her as a threat. At the center of it all is the enigmatic Ancient Vampire King Draegon, who has been waiting centuries for his fated mate—the one whose voice can either save or destroy their world. Note: Dear Readers, First and foremost, thank you so much for taking the time to read my story! Your support means the world to me as I venture into this journey of storytelling. But here’s the thing—I want you to be a part of the creative process. Your thoughts, your opinions, and your suggestions can help shape this story into something even greater. After all, you’re the ones experiencing it, and who better to guide me than the very readers I’m writing for? So, I encourage you to share your thoughts after every chapter. Tell me what you loved, what intrigued you, or what you felt could be improved. Don't be shy! Your honest feedback is invaluable, whether it’s a simple suggestion or a deep dive into what works or doesn’t. Every opinion is a stepping stone toward making this story even better! Criticize, suggest, and be heard. Let’s make this a collaborative journey where we can grow together. Who knows? Your comment might even inspire the next twist or turn in the plot! Thank you for being here, and I can’t wait to hear what you think! With gratitude, Ethermyth23

Evelyn was certain she had met her end. The last thing she saw was a towering mutant lunging at her, its grotesque form a result of the very catastrophe that had wiped out most of humanity. But instead of death, she opened her eyes to a time when Earth was still livable—three months before the NASA satellite crash that had killed half the population and the nuclear plant collapse that had turned those who live near them into mindless mutants. This time, she refuses to be a helpless survivor. She will fight, prepare, and save those she lost in her past life. But unlike the reborn protagonists of novels, she has no hidden wealth, no space filled with supplies—just her knowledge of the future and a determination to survive. As she scavenges for essentials, she stumbles upon an unexpected burden—a small child who clings to her, calling her Mommy. Alone and vulnerable, the little girl would never survive the horrors to come. Against her better judgment, Evelyn takes her in. But protecting herself was hard enough. Can she shield an innocent child from the apocalypse while rewriting the fate of the world?

Darius Masters is an English-born cripple with a complicated past and no lease on life beyond his hobby of Virtual Reality gaming. After making something of a living for himself and funding his recovery with the money he won from gaming tournaments and varying brand deals, Darius got a Second drafting. This would bring everything he hated about the world over to world of virtual reality gaming he had come to love as a 30 year old man. Despite his acceptance, he has sworn to use every bit of knowledge and experience he had to protect his legacy and the life he had built for himself through any means he could.

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Iris is a boring college student whose mere existence attracted a being, a non-human. They say there's a fine line between love and obsession, that line was crossed long ago when he met her

In the vibrant city of Seattle, two men from opposing worlds find their lives intertwined in a way neither of them expects. Lucas Bennett, a dedicated but burnt-out editor at a prestigious publishing house, feels lost in the monotony of his high-pressure job. Meanwhile, Jamie Torres, an aspiring playwright with a rebellious spirit and a love for the arts, struggles to find his voice amidst a series of rejections. When a passionate yet impulsive proposal to showcase new talent lands Jamie a contract with Lucas’s publishing house, their worlds collide in a whirlwind of creativity, tension, and undeniable chemistry. As they navigate the challenges of their careers and the complexities of their feelings for each other, they must confront their insecurities and fears before their budding romance can flourish. Set against the backdrop of a city teeming with culture, friendship, and the intoxicating allure of new beginnings, Between the Line is a tale of love, ambition, and the courage to rewrite the narratives that define us.

Hu Li Hua, a 22nd-century botanist, suddenly finds herself stranded in the world of the novel she just finished reading. Damn it! She’s destined to be cannon fodder who dies at the very beginning of the story?! No! She refuses! Her family, who doesn’t love her, is doomed to die one by one as cannon fodder for the female and male protagonists? Fine! Let them be! She’ll escape with her mother and enjoy the story from afar. Huh? But why has her family suddenly started loving her? What about the Green Tea Girl they always adored? “Miss Hu, can we get married and have a few adorable children?” In the middle of the night, a seductive man’s voice whispered softly in her ear. “What?! Marriage and kids?! No, I don’t want that! I just want to be a salted fish and enjoy my lazy life!” Little did Hu Li Hua know, not only was her Melon-Eating System shaking the Imperial Court, but… her inner thoughts could also be heard by others! Can Hu Li Hua escape her fate as cannon fodder? And can the handsome man win Hu Li Hua’s heart? (Note: “eating melon” is slang for gossiping.)

"What a shame. He had his whole life ahead of him, yet attempted suicide by jumping off a building." One year later~ The past can be recovered from, but never completely forgotten or erased from memory. August Castellan was a person who shut people out, never getting too close with someone. He was polite and gentle, but always drew a line, mercilessly pushing those who tried to cross it out of his life. He had done this perfectly....until now. Why couldn't he bear to push him away? Edward was a bright and cheerful person, breaking apart all the walls August put around himself with ease. He came crashing in August's originally uneventful life, making his black and white world bloom with colors and emotions he didn't even know existed before. He always thoughts of true love as a hoax, something people use to comfort themselves until he met Edward. But was Edward really what he seemed? Or was he hiding his own secrets, a past he can't leave behind? Can two people, both connected by a past one doesn't even know the other is a part of, get through this? Or was their story messed up from the beginning, destined for a bad end before it even started? Angst with happy ending...probably. DAILY UPDATES (AN- I'm not able to upload side stories on this. they're in a separate work by the same name)

Kael Veyne was never meant to be remembered. A ghost in the eyes of society, his presence was barely acknowledged, his voice unheard. But beneath his quiet demeanor lay something darker—a fractured mind that knew no mercy for those who crossed him. He loved deeply, but his love was twisted, possessive, and unwavering. And when it came to his enemies, there were no lines he wouldn’t cross. Yet in the darkness, there was love. A love so profound it could mend even the soul—or shatter it further. With a dark sense of humor and a heart that balanced on the edge of sanity, Kael walks a path paved in blood, wielding his blade with the precision of an artist and the brutality of a demon. But his journey is just beginning. Power beyond imagination waits for him. And when that power awakens, the question won’t be whether Kael will change the world. It will be whether the world can survive Kael Veyne.

------------------ After witnessing the cruel reality of the world at a very young age, she matured early. However, despite giving her everything, she couldn't save her family from myriads of schemes. She got used to the darkness so much to the point of subconsciously running away from light. Having been forced to wear his name since her 18th birthday, she was angered at the mere thought of him. yet knowing that it was his territory, she willingly walked in. And she knew he was waiting. ------------------- "I remember telling you, little fox," he murmured, his voice a barely whisper as he reached out, tracing the line of her jaw before trailing down to her collarbone. His jade-like fingers burned against her skin. "If you came back, your chances of escape would be zero to none." "Oh, and what makes you think you can control my life?" her eyes had the very same indifference she carried when she entered the room. His lips curled into an amused smirk, a devilish glint flashing in his gaze as he took her wrist, revealing the elegant bracelet adorning it—a silent claim she had knowingly carried all these years. "Well," he drawled, eyes locking onto hers with a suffocating intensity, "you already bear my mark with you no matter wherever you go. So from your mind to your heart, from your body to your soul—everything belongs to me, my dear baby girl." ----------------- Her fingers tightened around the trigger of the gun pointing at his chest. “Stay right there,” she warned, her voice steady despite the storm in her heart. But he stepped closer, deliberately, until the space between them disappeared. His hand reached out, fingers ghosting over her wrist, his touch light yet possessive. "Are you flirting with me, little fox?" His voice was a deep whisper near her ear, laced with dark amusement. ------------------

Are your own voices echoing in an empty room more frightening, or is it being alone in that room with loneliness itself? How did I get to this situation? How could I be so reckless? Why did everyone see my life as normal? Why is it that while I'm running to hell, there are only spectators around me? As it is stated in Surat al-Kahf: "And you will understand that you will find no refuge other than Allah.” This verse became a light in the darkness surrounding my life, and I finally realized that I had no one to take refuge from except my Lord. I have found no other refuge from him. When I said that everything was over, my great miracle was included in my life. But I'm not worthy of him, nor is this heart of mine sensible enough to understand that… I guarantee a story that you will read with bated breath... how many pieces will Merve's world be divided into? Will Furkan be able to heal his wounds, or will he deepen those wounds even more? This is the story of finding yourself, getting lost and surviving... Are you ready to step into Merve's world now?

All I ever wanted was for famous detectives like Sherlock Holmes or Arsène Lupin to appear in my dreams and share their wisdom. But instead, why am I hearing the voices of notorious serial killers in my head, guiding me to solve a string of mysterious cases?