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He died. Not by fate, not by accident, but as collateral in a hunt between beings beyond mortal comprehension. And yet… death was only the beginning. Chosen by a mysterious entity known only as Echo, a sarcastic soul from Earth is offered a chance at a second life. Gifted with ten draws from a divine treasury, he obtains powerful treasures, a rare bloodline, and a mysterious system known as the Limitless System. But what begins as a straightforward reincarnation takes a twisted turn when two dragon inheritances, Thunder and Fire collide within him. Reborn not as a man, nor as a beast, but as an unknown species, a fusion of human and two True Dragon Inheritances, he awakens in a scorched battlefield beside a dragon egg, unaware that his birth was witnessed by fate itself. After surviving the near-fatal clash of legacies within him, he emerges anew… no longer Zaroth, but Primus Xal’Zaryon Drakonis, a name that shakes the very fabric of mana around him. With his soul, body, and bloodline perfectly harmonized between human and dragon, Primus sets out into an unfamiliar world ruled by ancient clans, dangerous beasts, and kingdoms teetering on the edge of Eternal War. But power always draws attention, and with the secrets of his origin, the Limitless System at his side, and a destiny marked by a Primordial-level Mark of Fate, enemies will rise from shadows unknown. Additional tags: No Incest, No Rape, No Yuri, Harem, No Loli, Succubus, Elf, Angel, Vampire, Cat girls, Dragon Girls, Fox Girls, Monster Girls, Slaves, Princess, Yandere, Righteous Characters, Primordial War, Mana, Transmigration, Devi, Demon, Death, Evolution. Can't think of more clickbaits. My discord- https://discord.gg/3KqCZMfkhr Please support me on Kofi! https://ko-fi.com/primordialseven

THE DAY THE STARS FELL A Sci-Fi Webnovel of Forgotten Skies, Fallen Giants, and a Girl Who Shouldn’t Have Survived They say don't look at the stars, they see you. They say when the stars fall, death follows. She was never supposed to survive. She was never supposed to become one of them. In the broken world of tomorrow, humanity lives split: Below, the Lower Sovereign States — pristine, fortified, and indifferent. Above, the United Upper States — scorched, overrun, and forgotten. Earth’s skies no longer bring hope. They bring Killing Stars — cosmic monsters that descend without warning, obliterating entire cities in thirty minutes before vanishing like ghosts. No one has ever survived a direct encounter… until Gekiko Hershoff, a medic’s foster daughter, caught in the middle of a raid. She didn’t choose the soul. She didn’t ask to inherit the Condemner — a sentient killing star’s internal soul, bonded to her in the chaos of a failed military operation. Now, Gekiko is changing — body, mind, and soul — as an alien presence fuses with her being. Hunted by the Lower States, feared by the surface survivors, and stalked by the very stars that seek to reclaim the soul, Gekiko is caught between worlds. Armed with only a half-functioning mech, her makeshift team of rebels, and a soul that was never meant for her, she fights not just for survival — but for the truth. Because the stars aren't falling randomly. Because someone is calling them. And because somewhere, hidden behind memory and betrayal, lies the man who started it all — someone from her past. As the lines blur between monster and girl, machine and soul, and vengeance and hope — Gekiko must decide: Will she fight for the world that left her behind… …or burn it all down with the stars?

Where strength is survival—and vengeance, salvation. Once, the world burned. The Ancients vanished in flame, leaving only scorched ruins and shifting sand. In their place rose settlements that worship only one thing: power. Legrad grew up basking in his father’s legacy. Now, he lives in the shadow of that fall—outcast, humiliated, hunted. The man who killed his father smiles without fear. The boys who once respected him now wait to strike when he’s vulnerable. But weakness breeds hunger. For strength. For justice. For revenge. When a buried relic stirs something inside him, Legrad begins to ask the only question that matters: How far will he go to take back what was stolen? And when the blade finally falls... Will the ones who broke him remember what comes next?

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

Jason sank to his knees as smoke swallowed the sky, the color of it an angry crimson, like the world itself was bleeding. The house before him, her house, collapsed in slow motion, boards shrieking and crumbling as if mourning their own destruction. His chest caved with a ragged sob, the kind that seemed to come from somewhere deeper than his lungs, deeper even than his body. Everything around him blurred—faces, sirens, flames—until all that remained was the ash. He should have looked away. Should have closed his eyes. But he didn't. He couldn't. The paramedics moved solemnly through the smoke, their silhouettes stark against the firelit haze. The stretchers were draped in white sheets—too still, too final. He counted them without meaning to. One... two... three. Jason didn't flinch. His heart was hollowed out, like something had been carved from within him with a hot blade. It should've been him. Not Selena. "No," he whispered hoarsely, his voice splintering. "No, it can't be." He stumbled backward, eyes wide, brain refusing to bridge the gap between what he saw and what he believed. Reality came in slow waves, each one more unbearable than the last. And then he was moving, sprinting toward the stretchers with a desperate, raw urgency. A rescuer with no one left to save. "Selena," he choked, reaching trembling hands toward the nearest form. The heat of the fire still lingered in the air, as if the world itself was scorched. He lifted the sheet with shaking fingers. What stared back at him was no longer her face—just blackened skin, unrecognizable. His mind rejected it. It can't be her. It isn't.

[You are the most perfect hound of Smart Brain Corporation] Codename: Lupus-0. A lupine Orphnoch—no pain, no memory, no dreams. Daily mission: Eliminate rogue test subjects—including those who beg, "I want to live." [Until you encounter that "fatal error"] During the purge of target γ-7’s escape, you collide with a human child. Her trembling hands hold up a crayon drawing: "This rainbow is for Mommy..." A tenth of a second’s hesitation earns you a spinal electrocution from the restraint collar! [When the killing machine grips the Faiz belt] The dying γ-7 shoves the bloodstained belt into your claws: "Protect her for me... Go see a real rainbow!" Photon blood scorches your veins, system alarms screaming: ERROR! USER LACKS DREAMS! CONFLICT BETWEEN KILL PROTOCOL AND GUARDIAN DIRECTIVE! [You, the "dreamless," don the armor and fight] Your fangs tear through former comrades, a child clutching your skeletal armor and sobbing behind you The belt’s rejection feels like a thousand blades flaying you alive The collar brands your neck: "Emotional comfort is forbidden!" Yet when the Shepherd’s chainsaw descends toward her— Your shattered vocal cords roar: "Touch my rainbow... and I’ll grind you to bone dust!" [Dark Worldview Expansion] Smart Brain’s "Lullaby Project": Converting human children into emotion batteries Pain-Synesthesia System: You endure every wound suffered by those you protect Faiz’s Truth: The belt was the legacy of γ-7’s late husband, imprinted with a dead man’s resolve "I have no dreams." You wipe blood from Xiao Man’s face, a broken claw pointing toward distant neon. "But your rainbow... will be paved with my corpse."

To Dahlia, being sold like a commodity, while desperate old men clamored to have a taste of her was the height of degradation anyone could face, but little does she know that that was only the tip of the iceberg. In a world where destiny is created and manipulated by the moon goddess, the last thing Dahlia expected is that a single night with the Alpha’s son would reshape her life—and not for the better, in her books. Once the omega slave and the alpha’s plaything, Dahlia is faced with more challenges than she ever imagined. She is scarred beyond measure. Hurt, battered and desperate.  She’s not an omega but a full blown werewolf, a werewolf with a strong dormant bloodline—a bloodline strong enough to scare even the moon goddess. Her close proximity with Alpha Zarek had somehow managed to awaken her dormant wolf, opening her eyes to secrets she never knew about herself. The mission had been to save herself. To get her daughter to safety and flee, so now imagine her surprise when she discovers a huge secret about him. A huge secret that has her questioning everything.  Now hunted by the Alpha of her old pack and stalked by a vengeful man after her blood, Dahlia must navigate her tangled bond with her possessive new master. But as passion rises and secrets unravel, she must choose: To save him and get to know about her real roots or flee— as usual. It would have been easy to take the easier route, the more predictable path but there’s a problem: She’s Alpha Zarek’s fated mate. Dahlia was born for this moment. To have the entire world under her control. She’s not broken. She’s waiting. And she has no intention of backing down. Their bond is a burden. Their affection, a lie. But the fire between them? The scorching engulfing fire burning between their veins might be real. And even if it is, it will either unite them. Or end them.

In an era once ravaged by war, pride, and bloodline, four formidable kings broke the cycle of division and forged unity—establishing the B Empire, a colossal alliance uniting the East (Asya), West (Amerck), North (Arct), and South (Afrik). A century has passed since that unification. The dream of harmony lives on… yet so do its shadows. Suspended above the fractured territories, the ethereal capital of La Mer radiates—a marvel of magitek and memory, sustained by ancient seals and protected by the enigmatic Voices of Order. Within its luminous walls, humans, beastkin, hybrids, elementals, and long-forgotten races coexist in a fragile equilibrium. But peace was never meant to last. Beneath the Empire’s shining façade, dormant enemies awaken, forbidden forces resurface, and the scars of history begin to bleed anew. Across scorched deserts, enchanted ruins, frozen frontiers, and submerged cities, a new generation rises—each marked by fate, haunted by legacy, or driven by an unrelenting hunger for change. They may not yet be heroes… but they have been chosen. Among them: • Solla, an orphan from East Asya with a hidden power and an unshakable desire to find her place in the world. • Doniglao and Ariane, centaurian twins from the wild plains, caught between duty and rebellion. • Van Staden, a fugitive prince from the South, fleeing royal chains to forge his own path. • Nate, a tiger-blooded warrior from the Wild Tribes, determined to reclaim a future denied by war and social hierarchy. • Suthra, a silent water-blade wielder, quietly steering through uncertainty with grief and unwavering resolve. • Eula, a rogue hunter bearing secrets, scars, and unmatched aim. • Mr. Wills, a wordless woodborne drifter burdened with dangerous knowledge and an even more dangerous heart. Tested by ancient rites, watched by unseen forces, and torn by lingering allegiances, these thirty-one candidates are bound into ten unpredictable teams to face the Empire’s final challenge: to survive not only the trials ahead… but each other. As bonds fray and destinies collide, one question echoes through the marble halls of the Citadel: Will they honor the legacy of the Four Kings… or break it, and build a new empire from the ashes of the old?

Zheng Ming, who had transmigrated to another world, carried with him a set of Hero Cards which, given enough Prestige Points, could summon the heroes from these cards: With the power of these heroes, you could cut down enemies while on horseback, scale walls and rooftops with ease, unleash a Celestial Flying Immortal attack, and even command the might to bewitch the heavens and earth! Of course, riding your sword through the Nine Heavens, vanquishing demons between earth and sky was not just a dream, nor was it impossible to transform into the Ancient Golden Crow, scorching the heavens and boiling the seas...

They spat on his name. Called him trash. Left him to rot. Until the Heavenbreaker System awakened. Betrayed by blood. Cast out by kin. Lan An was supposed to die forgotten. But fate had other plans — and now, he’ll make them all kneel. With every enemy crushed, his strength grows. With every realm ascended, new goddesses, empresses, and proud cultivators fall into his orbit — drawn by the burning force inside him. This is not just a cultivation story. It’s a saga of vengeance, domination, and forbidden desire — where the weak rise to rule, and no beauty is beyond reach. Expect: – Relentless power progression – Ruthless revenge & jaw-dropping betrayals – Bold, unapologetic harem – Martial arts, mystic realms, and scorching intimacy If you’re craving a high-stakes cultivation ride where power is everything and desire knows no limits — start reading now. ‐--------‐------------------------------- Author's Note: Writing this story has been a wild ride. If you're enjoying it, tossing a Power Stone or hitting "Add to Library" really helps me stay motivated (and caffeinated). Thanks, truly.

On the scorched and rust-choked world of Rust-12, seventeen-year-old Kaiell spends his days deep beneath the surface in the mines of Targon-Delta, where the brutal regime of the Kargal Empire drills endlessly for Quorite—a volatile, reality-bending mineral that fuels warships, weapons, and the Empire’s stranglehold over the galaxy. Life on Rust-12 is measured in rations and scars, and hope is rarer than clean air. But fate has plans far beyond Kaiell’s imagining. Lost in a place between life and death, Kaiell encounters two forgotten entities: Erebus, god of Death, cold and watching, and Icor, god of Life, ever-burning and wild. Bound by prophecy, chained by regret, the gods whisper truths that could alter the future of humanity—or doom it completely.

Born of light and dark, raised as an orphan, six-year-old Zhen is feared for a power he can’t control. He doesn’t know that his parents are the sealed Light Holy Dragon Queen and the lost Dark Holy Dragon King—gods in exile. Hunted by sects, haunted by dreams, and armed only with a pendant and a scorched scroll, Zhen begins his journey to uncover the truth. He will rise from cursed child… to a force the heavens cannot contain. He will become the Demon Holy Dragon God.

The **Lóngxīa Empire** rots. Emperor Feng drowns in decadence and fear, oblivious to the whispers of returning powers. At the empire's decaying heart resides **Prince Yan Ling** – a figure of ridicule and dread. Born the night the celestial **Jade Heaven Dynasty** fell, his stark white hair and frail, prematurely aged body mark him as the cursed **"Child of the Shattered Star,"** blamed for his mother's death and the empire's decline. Confined to a crumbling pavilion, he paints landscapes ignored by the court. But Yan Ling's art is a lie. He is the **Nightless Blade**, the fallen architect of the **Great Suppression**. Three centuries ago, to prevent cosmic annihilation, he shattered his godlike power, scorched his meridians, and bound the world's memory of Qi and immortals within **Nine Suppression Scrolls**, paying with his vitality and sanity. His paintings are not idle hobbies; they are seals, patching the cracks in reality, containing echoes of a forgotten, violent past. Each stroke costs him fragments of his dwindling life. 'The mortal emperor hidden sword' is a tale of gothic eastern fantasy, where the brushstrokes of a dying artist hold back the tides of chaos, the weight of forgotten history crushes the present, and the deepest bonds are those forged in silence and sealed in ink. It explores the cost of salvation, the burden of memory, and the fragile beauty cultivated in the shadow of thorns.

Chase was born with no name worth remembering. No house to claim, no banner to carry—only the frail warmth of a dying father and the legend of a mother who vanished the night he first opened his eyes. And yet, in the quiet hours between sickness and sleep, his father still spoke of her as if she were something more than mortal—an echo of divinity itself, cloaked in mystery and sorrow. Years passed. Seasons came and went. And the boy grew beneath a roof of cracked timbers, with no fortune but the stories of the woman he would never know. But destiny has no need of crowns or titles. The story begins not in triumph, but in ruin—on a night when Chase wakes to the scent of scorched embers, the cries of a village being torn apart, and the first taste of the chaos that would one day carry his name across the world. For on that night, as the flames devoured everything he had ever loved, a boy was born.

Imagine a future where the deadly Z-Virus has annihilated cities, shattered families and left only remnants of hope. 17-years old Charlotte Taylor clings to life in North Sector, a fortified safe haven led by her courageous father. Will Charlotte find a way to save the existence of mankind from Scorch's feud and the apocalypse? Dive into "Love Beyond Farewell" for heart pumping and post-apocalyptic romance that explores the resilience of love and the strength of the human spirit.

In the vast expanse of the Nebula Strand galaxy, where the light of countless constellations intertwines with the shadows of power and conflict, the Valeria Republic reigns with an iron grip. Their web of control stretches across hundreds of planets, from glittering metropolises with towering skyscrapers to remote colonies where people toil under oppression and harsh laws. Society is deeply divided, splintered into rigid castes. Loyalty is tested, betrayal lurks at every turn, and faint glimmers of hope for freedom flicker in the profound darkness. This is the story of Lukas Voren, a once-celebrated soldier now living in seclusion, bearing the scars of a turbulent past. His odyssey across the galaxy has led him through the dense jungles of Zytherya, the vibrant night markets of Ormuth, and the frozen tundras and scorching deserts of distant worlds. Lukas, torn between ideals and reality, faces relentless trials. He encounters deadly clashes with sinister forces, navigates intricate political conspiracies, and endures heart-wrenching confrontations with former allies. With every step, he grapples with agonizing choices: to protect those he holds dear and confront the ghosts of his past, or to embrace fleeting safety at the cost of abandoning his yearning for freedom. Will Lukas find light amidst the galaxy’s oppressive darkness, or be consumed by the myriad secrets and conflicts awaiting him? His journey is not only a battle against external foes but also a grueling quest for self-discovery—where every decision could reshape the fate of an entire galaxy.

Heat: Fifty Erotic Fictions for the Fevered Mind By Gem-Ma No fade to black. No soft focus. Just the edge of pleasure. Step into a world where boundaries melt, clothes fall, and fantasies ignite. From secret pillow fights and forbidden fittings to rough backseat confessions and whispered sins behind bookstore shelves, HEAT delivers 50 scorching tales of seduction, kink, and raw, unfiltered desire. Whether it's soft sighs in a steamy bath or the slap of skin in a dark alley, each story plunges you deep into lust, longing, and the edge of surrender. M/F. F/F. M/M. Threesomes. Strangers. Exes. Teachers. Brides. Bosses. No fantasy is off-limits. Multiple kinks. All orientations. One rule: never look away. Perfect for readers who crave vivid scenes, dirty talk, and characters who always cross the line-again and again.

The gods burned his empire to the ground. Now, its ruins might burn him alive. In the ashen corpse of Draal, where the Veins pulse with buried lies and the dead still whisper, scavengers like Kael Varros survive by looting melted bones, shattered relics, and forgotten sins. But buried deep in the cinders, Kael finds something worse: the crown of the Forgotten King—fused with molten glass, pulsing with a memory that isn’t his and a curse that refuses to die. And in its heat, something inside him begins to crack. Now visions of fire and betrayal stalk his waking mind. Ash-born wraiths hunt him. Burnfaith zealots scour the ruins to silence what should’ve stayed buried. The crown remembers what the gods erased: a rebellion that scorched the skies, an empire that bled, and the truth that could burn the world again. And Kael wears its curse. The ashes haven’t cooled. The past isn’t done burning. He never asked to be part of the story—but the past made him its weapon. He must wield the crown’s ruin—or be consumed by it.

Emberlynn has always felt like an outsider. But when a mysterious mark scorches her left shoulder on the night of her twenth birthday, everything spirals into chaos. Her dreams twist into vivid nightmares—visions of fire, shadows, and a voice that whispers her name like a curse. Then he appears—Malphas. Sinfully beautiful, impossibly dangerous, and claiming she holds the key to unleashing a power long sealed by the gods. He says he’s here to protect her. But his eyes burn with secrets, and every touch feels like a promise laced with lies. Thrown into a hidden world of demons, ancient magic, and forbidden desire, Emberlynn must decide: trust the demon who may be her destined protector… or run from the darkness calling her name. One thing is certain—hell isn’t just a place. It’s a choice.

In the fateful year of 2040, a devastating meteor shower ravaged the city of Hamihero, leaving a trail of destruction and transforming hundreds into scorch and bone. Amidst the chaos, survivors grappled with both natural and supernatural threats, including a man who grew into the size of a titan. This forced the remaining few to seek refuge among themselves or with the military. Enjoy! I also got this comic. I’m working on. On GlobalComix. Go check it out.

After going to the pawn shop and dying, Min Jae is reborn as a homeless wanderer named Ikai Liu, on a scorched earth where forgotten gods still whisper through the ashes. The world is dead, but not forgotten. The sun is not a celestial body, but a creature that finds him in the desert... and implants a fragment of a living star in his heart. Now Ikai is not just a human. He is a vessel of mystery. Step by step, he is drawn into a web of forgotten cults, vanished cities, ancient rituals, and a starry faith that has not died, but has gone into hiding.

Eve returns to her childhood bakery—a crumbling ruin soaked in trauma and scorched sugar. There, she finds Micah, the soft-spoken boy who never stopped waiting. But their reunion isn’t tender. It’s a slow-burning descent into obsession. Love becomes control. Pain becomes ritual. And Micah? He’s the sweetest thing she’s ever ruined. There are more than two cookies in the jar.

(Title change is in process) [WSA 2025 — PICCOMA] "I'll bite you. Right here," he pointed to his own arm, then his leg, then his neck, his smile widening. "I'll bite and bite and bite until I feel the blood run down my teeth. Until you scream just like him." He took a step forward, his eyes never leaving theirs. "Want to see how much you can bleed before you pass out?" - A 7 year old said ***** Watanabe Hiro and his friend, Owen were survivors of Zombie apocalypse and Black Dawn, a catastrophic event where the sun itself turned against humanity, scorching the earth and leaving only ashes in its wake. But death was not the end. Hiroshi woke up not in the burning wastelands of Earth, but in the grand hall of a noble estate, surrounded by stone pillars and robed figures. He found himself in the body of Axelius Dravenhart, the seven-year-old of the Noble Family of Dravenhart, renowned across the Kingdom of Archantia as the Greatest Beast Tamers for generations. Yet, his new life was far from a blessing. Axelius was labeled a disgrace from birth: No mana core, mana-less, unblessed, and shunned during the grand Awakening Ceremony—a moment where nobles discover their affinities, whether it be Elemental Magic, Weapon Mastery, Spiritual Arts, or Beast Taming. In a world dominated by powerful abilities and prestigious bloodlines, Axelius was nothing more than a powerless shadow, ignored by his own family and ridiculed by noble society. But Hiroshi was no ordinary soul. Armed with the memories of surviving Apocalypse and the instincts of a fighter, he soon discovered a dark hidden power. While the Dravenharts prided themselves on taming majestic beasts, Hiroshi, now Axelius, held the power to tame the untamable: Monsters. These terrifying creatures, feared from civilization for their uncontrollable nature, would bend to his will. The Dravenhart legacy of taming would not be denied to him not by blood, nor by fate. -------- BEASTS - Magestic,noble creatures, sacred companions of tamers. MONSTERS – Chaotic, often corrupted creatures. Dangerous, untamable by normal methods. Feared by society. Additional tags: Psycho MC, No harem, One FL, Slow burn Romance... COVER MADE BY: SHYRLO Discord Link: https://discord.gg/gGjZm2d8qq

A millennium ago, Lian Zhen ruled court politics with wit sharper than any blade—until betrayal led to her live sealing inside a prism of enchanted crystal. The empire erased her name, celebrated her downfall, and moved on. Now the crystal has cracked. Dragged back to life by curious Prince Ren Feng, Lian awakens in a rain‑soaked ruin with her body half‑numb, her magic scorched—and a neon‑blue System window hovering in her vision. [PRISM‑404 HUD INITIALIZING]Mission: Secure the loyalty of your future killerReward: Anchor Points, Trait Upgrades, A chance to live Turns out her “second chance” comes with an audience: PRISM‑404, a data‑hungry AI that dishes out snark, combat buffs, and terrifying penalties. Each mission grants Anchor Points she can trade for powers like Veilstep and Crystal Court—but every upgrade edges her closer to a complete merge with the System…and possible loss of self. Task #1? Earn the trust of Ren Feng—the descendant of the prince who executed her family line. From storm‑lit palaces and cut‑throat merchant guilds to a cultivation academy hiding shard‑possessed rivals, Lian plays a high‑stakes game of face‑slapping politics, secret missions, and forbidden romance. But as fragments of a greater “Glintshard Protocol” surface, she learns her resurrection is part of a loop written into the empire’s very code—and she might be the glitch that can break it. Power comes at a price. Loyalty comes with knives. And the System is always watching.

They were warriors born of starlight and storm—seven champions who rose against godlike invaders in a battle that shook the earth and cracked the heavens. But in their final stand, their power grew beyond imagination. Together, their energy scorched mountains, turned oceans to steam, and split the skies with molten rage. They won the war... But lost the world they swore to protect. Cursed with immortality and blessed with terrifying, earth-shaking power, they became walking cataclysms. Just their presence could melt the ground beneath their feet and ignite cities with a single breath. To prevent another apocalypse, they made a solemn pact: > “We will seal away our powers and vanish across the ages. For 5,000 years, we will walk alone—until the world is ready... or we are forgotten.” They scattered across the globe, living countless lives through empires, eras, and extinctions. But the price of their exile was heavy—the very echo of their unleashed power left scars on the world: earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions—the lingering aftermath of gods who dared to exist. Now, in the 21st century, the seal is broken. A pulse of celestial energy escapes into the modern world—possessing storms, toppling cities, awakening memories. As chaos returns, the immortals begin to remember. Their exile is ending. The world teeters on the edge of ruin, and the only hope may lie in their reunion. But with every step they take back toward each other, the balance frays further. They must reclaim their power... But the question remains: > Will they save the world? Or finish what they started and end it?

In a world where magic clashes with machines, one forsaken soul holds the power to end the vile conflict… or burn everything down. Lucian Azen Zane was cast into the world of Aarth 62 as a newborn with no past—only a name and a dangerous gift. Neither magic nor science will claim him. Feared by both realms for his power to destroy magic itself and wield a limitless system, Lucian walks a path no one dares to tread. His dream? To unite a world torn by centuries of war between sorcery and technology. But when his first love is slaughtered before his eyes by soldiers of the scientific empire, everything shatters. Peace becomes a distant dream. Vengeance becomes his purpose. And the line between salvation and destruction begins to blur. Now, the boy who once sought to end cataclysms becomes the Cosmic Undead God, The one who personifies fate and the creator of the Undead Apocalypse. Will he save the world—or scorch it under the weight of his grief and power? [ Genre Bending : Sci-fi, Dark Fantasy, Historical War ] [ Tags : Adventure, Action, System, High IQ, Magic, Dark, Overpowered, Antihero, Military, Advanced Technology, Undead, Apocalypse, Mecha, Doomsday, Mystery ] When Others End Apocalypses He Creates The Most Devastating Apocalypse Of Them All. ___________ The Long Auxiliary Chapters titled as ' Prologue 1 - 23 ' are the protagonist's childhood tale, so if you wish to read it, you can. 2 Chapters per day 3 Chapters per weekend

[Warning: Mature content R-18 ] My tags: Smart Mc - Harem - Milf Hunter- Op Mc - Cold and cunning Mc - edgy-Op-Mc, NO YURI, smut- romance-massacre. As flames scorched the land and blood painted the soil, a lone figure stood atop a mountain of fallen demigods and chosen apostles, his blade, a masterpiece of folded steel, dripping with the blood of those who dared to invade. The gods had taken everything: his clan, his love, leaving him with nothing but wrath. They had made one critical mistake, however, they had crossed into Makaiyama (魔界山), the sacred mountain of Ryukoku’s most feared legend: the Heavenly Demon. Beyond the veil of space and time, celestial beings gazed in shock. “Impossible…” one god whispered, watching as the Heavenly Demon, armed with nothing but raw skill and a dark aura, felled three divine kin. Rage flared across their ranks as they saw their immortal kin fall to mere mortal swordsmanship, untainted by magic. Even as the Heavenly Demon staggered, weapons lodged deep into his body, he fixed his gaze forward, crimson eyes blazing with defiance. His obsidian katana, blood-soaked, pierced the peak of Makaiyama like a stake driven into the heart of heaven itself. His voice echoed in the darkness between life and death, and there, in the chasm of despair, a metallic whisper resonated: “[Project God Executioner has been activated.]" "[Accept?]" the voice asked. With a heart ablaze, he swore vengeance. He would rise, not as a puppet, but as the gods' executioner.

In the scorching village of Ẹkààrò, hunger runs deeper than the cracked red earth. Iyiola known simply as Iyi is no ordinary young man. Born with water in his lungs and stars in his palms, he carries a restless hunger that food cannot fill. What he truly craves is gold a symbol of power, wealth, and escape from a life tethered by poverty. By day, Iyi drifts through the dusty streets stained by Lagos grime. By night, he dives into the flickering glow of cyber cafes, hacking and scamming his way toward a dream that slips further away with every stolen dime. When danger closes in, he flees into the rain-soaked shadows, chased not just by men but by something ancient and unseen. An enigmatic herbalist offers Iyi a cryptic choice: to leave the world he knows behind and journey into a hidden realm where true wealth is weighed not by coins or diamonds, but by the soul’s price. With a bar of black soap pulsing like a heartbeat in his hands, Iyi steps into a world both familiar and surreal a silent market where riches vanish like smoke and where he is no longer one of them. The Weight of Gold is a gripping urban fantasy that explores the price of ambition, the pull of heritage, and the perilous quest for a treasure that could cost everything. Will Iyi find the gold he seeks or lose himself chasing it?

No safe words. No limits. Just raw, wicked pleasure. Step into a world where boundaries don’t exist, only desire does. This collection of scorching short stories takes you from moonlit rooftops to steamy locker rooms, from public restrooms to private fantasies. Threesomes, breath play, BDSM, and irresistible encounters collide in explosive tales that promise to leave you breathless. Whether it’s a secret tryst with an ex lover, a scandalous game with an athlete, or a lust-fueled session in zero gravity, a fuck by the pool, each story delivers unfiltered, unrelenting heat. Wild. Wet. Wanton. You’ve never read sin like this before. If you’re not dripping by the end of each tale, check your pulse. Content Warning: This book is dark, raw, and unapologetically explicit. It explores the deepest, most tantalizing corners of desire, pushing boundaries and playing with power. For those ready to indulge in their darkest fantasies. If you know you don’t have a partner, don’t read. Haha, just kidding. It’s for everyone above or at 18 years of age. It will leave you hot and bothered, craving sinful things.