Army Of Darkness Ash Williams

Earth was devastated by "The Fall"—a parasitic reality called the Forgotten World began consuming our own—humanity survives in isolated settlements surrounded by corrupting darkness. The city of Valtaros stands as one of civilization's last bastions, ruled by the Church of the Maw, which venerates a mysterious entity believed to be humanity's salvation. Elias, a ruthless survivor from Valtaros's slums, discovers strange black markings spreading across his skin—the dreaded sign that the Black Maw has chosen him. Forced to undergo its lethal trials that few survive, Elias must navigate a dual-phase ordeal that tests both his skills and his moral character. As he confronts the true nature of the Maw and its connection to humanity's past, Elias faces a fundamental choice: cling to his survival-at-all-costs mentality or embrace sacrifice to forge a new balance between realities.

Yamikuro Asaki has no powers, yet he’s seen as a hero. Defying the laws set by the government, Yamikuro helps people with powers escape to another world, one he has never set foot in, called The Hideout. But when his path crosses with a girl who has powers, his life changes forever. Trying to help her escape to the other world, he's thrown into a life or death fight, awakening to a dangerous power. The Darkness. Now hunted by gods, government and beings beyond his understanding, all seeking to claim his power. He's forced to join The Hideout, and he quickly becomes close with Isabella, Kaminari, Cedar, and Deia. Together they fight back against those who try to control their lives and fate, and struggle with the past that has formed who they are now.

"William Cole, ich habe Ihre Frau nach Hause gebracht." Ein junger Mann stieg aus einem schwarzen BMW aus. William Coles Frau, Ruth Dawn, stieg ebenfalls auf dem Beifahrersitz aus. Der Mann sah auf, sein Blick traf William am Fenster im zweiten Stock und grinste: "Na, was sagst du? Soll ich sie hochbringen?"

"From Ash to Aetherblade": Ackah Emile lives in the sprawling city of Veridia, a place where the gap between the awakened Hunters and the powerless unawakened is a chasm. Struggling to support his mother, Abelema, and younger sister, Aya, after the death of his father, Ackah faces a daily battle against poverty and despair. The world beyond Veridia is a dangerous place, swarming with monsters, labyrinths, and dimensional rifts, where only the strong survive. When a sudden, violent awakening transforms Ackah into a "Sword Ascendant," he is granted the power to wield a blade of pure aetheric energy and transcend the limits of mortal swordsmanship. This newfound power offers a chance to escape his desperate circumstances, but it also thrusts him into a world of cutthroat guilds, powerful nations, and ancient threats. Ackah must learn to master his abilities, navigating the treacherous political landscape of the twenty superpower countries, each vying for dominance. He faces monstrous hordes, battles corrupt guild leaders, and confronts the ever-present threat of void invasions. Along the way, he forms alliances with other Hunters, uncovers ancient secrets, and faces moral dilemmas that test his resolve. As Ackah rises from the ashes of his past, he amasses wealth and power, establishing his own guild, the "Rift Walkers," and forging a legend that will echo through the ages. "From Ash to Aetherblade" is a tale of action, adventure, and the transformative power of will, where a young man, armed with a blade of pure energy, carves his own destiny in a world teetering on the brink of chaos.

In a world where power dictates status, Toshi Igasaki is just another face in the crowd—silent, unnoticed, and uninterested in the world around him. Drifting through life with no attachments, he moves from place to place, avoiding attention. But fate has other plans. A mysterious past lingers just beyond his reach, and the world around him begins to shift in ways he can't ignore. As whispers of legends and unseen forces stir, Toshi finds himself walking a path he never intended to take. Some things are meant to stay forgotten. But the past has a way of catching up. Warning: This story contains graphic violence, gore, dark themes, and disturbing imagery. Reader discretion is advised. If you are sensitive to such content, please proceed with caution. I am also posting this story on Royal Road under the username 'Writer_Error'.

In the nation of Avrael, power is both a blessing and a curse. Sixteen-year-old Ayato Daath, a poor orphan, had always hoped to live unnoticed in the shadows of the city. But when he is forced to undergo The Rite of Manifestation, the ritual that determines one’s magical potential, his worst fear comes true—he is an Elite. Now torn from the only life he’s ever known, Ayato is thrust into a brutal world of magic, bloodshed, and treacherous politics. In a society where the strong prey on the weak, where rival factions scheme in the dark, and where a single misstep could mean death, Ayato must quickly learn one thing—adapt, or perish. And one thing Ayato already knows is that in Avrael, only the ruthless survive.

A young girl who is very nice is abducted by a cold-blooded billionaire mafia. He gradually turns her into his possession then into his obsession, but a traitor has stolen his heart, so all he can do is abhor the traitor and search for her if he can find her. The price of her betrayal would be that she would curse the day she was born. Will the girl he kidnaps and plans to marry ever win his heart, or will she just be his property to do with as he pleases? trigger warnings abusive relationship, drugs, slavery, dark, cold, sexual assault, violence, human trafficking, mafia, guns etc. so if you are not comfortable with these, please avoid this story. *I don't support any of these!!*

Stucked between a bitter reality and a strange fantasy, Annabel is in a state of dilemma. Will she be able to make a choice?!

In a world where reality is shaped by unseen forces and eldritch whispers, Silas Veyne, an outcast with nothing to his name, is thrust into a clandestine struggle between ancient entities and secret societies. The world operates on a system of Occult Ascension, where those who grasp forbidden knowledge can transcend their mortal limits—but at the cost of their sanity, identity, or worse. After a desperate encounter leaves Silas bound to an enigmatic force known only as The Nameless Witness, he is forced to navigate a treacherous path filled with shadowy rituals, hidden organizations, and nightmarish horrors lurking beneath the veil of normalcy. With each advancement, he uncovers the buried truths of the world, growing stronger yet more entangled in an eternal cycle of fate, where every choice might be his last. When the world is shaped by whispers, do you listen—or do you become one of them?

A life story of a boy called Domi, who lived a wonderful life with his parents. But then in one single night his life took a turn in a completely different direction. A turn that changed lives of everyone in the world. What will he do after this and what fate has for him in the future.

Javier Rodriguez ~ Ruthless. Fearful. Callous. - "I know I don't deserve you, but I still won't let you go." Giorgia Torrini ~ Delicate. Graceful. Innocent. - "Isn't dying better than marrying him?" Atlast the time comes when the Mexican Cartels and the Famiglia are expected to join hands by making a deal to expand their territories. But this deal has become the worst nightmare of Giorgia as she is supposed to marry the future Capo of the Mexican Cartels - Javier Rodriguez who is worse than death itself. Will this marriage of convenience work? Will Giorgia's brightness disple his darkness or will Javier's darkness ruin her in it? ____________________________________ Tropes~ • Mafia Romance • Arranged Marriage • Grumpy X Sunshine • Forced Proximity ____________________________________

The reclusive Peak Master Fu Ran held onto a simple wish, a fleeting hope that the man of ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶d̶r̶e̶a̶m̶s̶ his nightmares, would have stayed in his dreams! Since a young age, Fu Ran had been plagued by prophetic visions of his own demise at the hands of a tyrant emperor, but he had managed to keep some semblance of self with a simple fact: dreams couldn't kill you. But what happens when conjured fears become real? When they exist outside sleep? Fu Ran must struggle with learning to deal with an unwanted presence in his day-to-day life as he discovers that there's far more to this tyrant emperor than he first thought.

A cursed soul trapped on a battlefield seraching for the sun. Rumors has it that a demon in a black armor appeared on the field, many stated than even if you killed it, he came back to haunt you until your last breath. You may not remember it, but your soul was doomed from the beginning if you crossed path with him in another life. If you crossed path with me.

Exiled from the revered and cloistered Spiritual Sage Realm, he is summoned back for a harrowing mission that could imperil humanity itself.

In a world where magic dictates destiny, your worth is determined by two things—Talent and Bloodline. Asvorn has neither. Branded as worthless from birth, he was abandoned by his parents and cast out of his village, left to survive on scraps and endure a life of scorn. For twenty-two years, he lived on the outskirts of society, invisible, unloved. But when starvation and despair push him to his limit, he makes a choice—to leave his wretched life behind and seek a future in the capital of Vaelthorin. Armed with nothing but sheer will and a makeshift weapon, he embarks on a journey riddled with danger, where even the weakest creatures could end his life. Yet, beneath his frail exterior, something stirs—something unseen, something forgotten. Is he truly worthless? Or is there more to his fate than what the world has decided for him? Asvorn’s journey has begun, and with it, the first embers of a fire long thought dead.

"Some betrayals can be forgiven. This one cannot." Lukas was a ghost. Buried. Forgotten. Erased. Until now. Serena Hawthorne built her life on a lie-one that kept her safe, powerful, untouchable. But the past has sharp edges, and when it returns, it doesn't knock. It tears through the walls, leaving no escape. Because Lukas is back. He doesn't want apologies. He doesn't want suffering. He wants control. And he will take it. What begins as a calculated game of vengeance soon turns into something far more dangerous. Hate tastes like desire. Obsession feels like fate. Every touch, every whispered command, every cruel smirk pulls her deeper into the trap-until she can't tell if she's lost in him or if she wants to be. But Lukas isn't here for pleasure. He's here to destroy her. And when he's finished, there will be nothing left. No mercy. No escape. Nothing but ashes.

Laurent bukanlah pahlawan. Dia bukan seseorang yang akan mengulurkan tangan untuk menolong tanpa alasan. Hidup dalam bayang-bayang tragedi masa kecilnya, ia tumbuh dengan luka yang tidak pernah sembuh-dendam yang terus membara. Kehilangan kedua orang tuanya di tangan Elric, sahabat yang berkhianat, meninggalkan luka yang lebih dalam dari sekadar kematian. Namun, hidupnya berubah lebih buruk ketika kekuatan gelap yang tak terkendali mulai mengalir dalam dirinya. Kekuatan yang melukai, menghancurkan, bahkan membunuh tanpa ia sadari. Kekuatan yang membuatnya lebih berbahaya dari siapa pun yang pernah ia benci. Mencari jawaban, Laurent melangkah ke dunia yang lebih kelam dari yang ia bayangkan. Rahasia darahnya, warisan ras kuno, dan konspirasi yang lebih besar dari balas dendamnya sendiri mulai terungkap. Namun, dunia tidak menawarkan pilihan yang mudah. Mereka ingin menggunakannya-sebagai senjata, sebagai alat, sebagai kunci yang dapat mengubah segalanya. Tapi Laurent tidak akan membiarkan dirinya dikendalikan. Ketika bayangan masa lalu dan kekuatan kegelapan terus menelannya, ia harus memilih: tunduk pada takdir yang dipaksakan padanya atau menghancurkan segala sesuatu yang menghalanginya, termasuk batasan moral yang pernah ia pegang. Dalam dunia di mana tidak ada yang benar-benar baik atau jahat, Laurent akan berjalan di jalannya sendiri-dengan atau tanpa darah yang tertumpah di tangannya. Ini cerita pertama author, harap maklumi jika alurnya berserak. Alurnya suka gonta-ganti jika tidak sesuai dengan keinginan sang author, jdi wlau sudah di publis tpi jika kedepannya author tidak suka dengan alurnya akan author ganti. Ini murni pemikiran author sendiri!

The Crown’s Ashes Elaris was born to rule, but betrayal stole her throne before she could even claim it. Left for dead by those she once trusted, she is forced into hiding, alone and powerless. But the throne is not just a seat of power—it is bound to an ancient spirit, one that whispers in the shadows, offering her strength at a dangerous cost. Determined to reclaim what is rightfully hers, Elaris trains under an old soldier, sharpening both her mind and her supernatural abilities. Along the way, she finds an unlikely ally in Malrik, a man as ruthless as he is enigmatic. Against her better judgment, she begins to trust him. To love him. But love is the cruelest weapon of all. Malrik’s betrayal cuts deeper than any blade, revealing a web of deception far greater than she ever imagined. With her heart shattered and the throne slipping further from her grasp, Elaris faces an impossible choice—submit to the throne spirit’s hunger for power or forge her own path, even if it means sacrificing the man she once loved. The throne demands blood. And Elaris must decide whose will be spilled.

have you ever read novels so much that you can't find anything good anymore, well I'm the same. lexus an author that died and were transmigrated in his novel with a system, the only problem is that he can't remember the plot. Now armed with a system he's gonna explore the world he created, but this time not as the creator but as the creation.

On Earth, Ryuki Kurozaki is a 40-year-old man living without any grand ambitions. He is just an ordinary person, going through his daily routine without anything truly meaningful in his life. However, fate has other plans. In an instant, Ryuki finds himself reborn in another world. Now, he is a 15-year-old boy with white hair and blue eyes—features vastly different from his previous life. This world is filled with kingdoms, magic, and legendary creatures. Yet, in this new world, Ryuki is a nobody. Without any special abilities, he can only live the life of an ordinary young man. Until that day comes.

Erika obtained all worldly pleasures in the fastest way possible. Competing was not easy in an era of advanced technology, where, as time passed, her position was gradually being replaced by the younger generation. Her greatest desire was to survive in the political world with a prestigious position, making her thirst for power and status. The pressures of politics and her own greed eventually led her to a dark and malevolent entity—one that could grant Erika all the worldly pleasures she desired. Position, wealth, power, and eternal beauty. Of course, such gifts came with a price. The entity, known as the Fallen Angel—more accurately, the one cast out—had its own demands in return. A Prince of Darkness, ruler of the underworld and the deepest pits of Hell. Adzriel. He finally came to Erika to claim what was promised. Now that she had everything, it was time for Adzriel to take her soul—to drag her into the deepest abyss, forever.

In a world where the strong reign and the weak are left behind, Riven is nothing more than an afterthought—a boy overshadowed by his powerful allies, mocked for his insignificance. Yet, beneath his seemingly ordinary exterior lies a strength he dares not unleash. When a devastating battle sends him plummeting into a forbidden land where no one survives, his allies mourn his death, believing their weakest link is gone forever. But Riven’s fall is only the beginning. Rescued by a mysterious figure, he endures a year of relentless training, forced to confront the truth about himself, his power, and the unseen forces shaping his destiny. Now, when his friends stand on the brink of destruction, Riven returns—not as the weakling they once knew, but as a force beyond their comprehension. The world will soon learn that the boy they overlooked is the one who will burn through the shadows and reshape their fate. But will his newfound strength be enough to stand against the unseen forces pulling the strings from the dark? The battle for survival has begun. And in the end, only ashes will remain.

Scott was a player in his school's baseball team. He was a good player and a good student in school, but he was bullied constantly. Of course, he didn't just lay down and take it, he fought with them. But the reality was cruel he was just one man against many. Every time, he gets jumped, bullied, and beaten up by several people. but everything changed that day when the whole world was burning, he held the sphere in his arms and asked. "Clones?" (There will be lot of swearing in the series)

In the Ashen Reach, a cursed wasteland of black dunes and ember-storms, Torv “Ash” Kren runs alone, hauling glowing ember-shards in a battered sled. Once a raider, he quit when his crew torched innocence—now he trades magic fuel for water, machete chipped, coat patched, one job from death. An ember-storm cracks his sled—shards spill—when Lysa “Ember” Vey stumbles from the haze, half-dead, clutching a red-hot Core Ember worth a fortune or a grave. Lysa’s an ash-witch—bends shards into fire-blades, hunted by warlord Krax for a 10,000-shard bounty. She offers Torv 2,000 to run her to the Free Drift, rebel camp past the Dune Wall—or leave him dry in the sand. Torv’s gut says ditch her—warlord’s hounds close—but her ember buys time, and his Ash Runner Sense wakes: kills earn miles, power grows. They trek—raiders bleed, storms burn—Torv’s machete sings (+500 miles, Dune Dash), Lysa’s fire cuts deep. Krax’s dogs tear closer—ember-teeth glint—when the Core cracks, whispering: “Free me, claim all.” Truth hits: Lysa’s bounty’s fake—Krax wants the Core that cursed the Reach. Torv’s past crew died for it—he’s bound to the ash. Miles climb (Ash Veil, 1,000)—lungs scar, Lysa’s shard burns her grip. At the Dune Wall, Krax looms—Torv carves, Lysa flares—Core shatters, Reach shakes. Warlord falls—shards rain—but Torv’s ash-coated, Lysa’s bleeding. A new ember glows west—next run calls. Grind, fire, survival—will Torv and Lysa outrun the curse, or burn in it?

[On Hiatus.] Vis wasn't born under the bright star. His life on Earth was crap, but he managed to make something out of it. He became a good man. But then, the fate took him away, transmigrating him to a new world! *I, Sixth, have published this story solely for webnovel.com I am not responsible for other illegal copies on other sites* #Support authors on webnovel.com by reading their stories here or on the webnovel's app!

A world where the tales of old are not mere stories but of a untold truth, Artifacts, items of immense power, shape the history of earth. Ash Tree Saga weaves together the journeys of those who bear these cursed gifts as well as the struggle between them and the ash tree organization. Each volume explores a new protagonist and their journey through a dark, unforgiving, alt-history medieval world. Vol 1: Dawn Mask - Follow the story of Isaac Novikov, the last heir of a fallen Ruthenian barony, and his journey in the Holy Roman Empire, discovering the cause of his family’s collapse. Vol 2: Hermit of The Stars - Let me finish vol 1.. — Author Note — This is originally a game idea of mine. So, while I am making games, I wanted to try out writing a web novel since I love them. Thus there may be a future game series for this web novel. I’ll try to answer any questions about the WN so feel free to ask! My current highest level class in anything about writing was in High School so there may be some lack of quality in literary skills.

Gods, it was boiling in this useless excuse for a kingdom. Or maybe it felt that way because Celaena Sardothien had been lounging on the lip of the terra-cotta roof since midmorning, an arm flung over her eyes, slowly baking in the sun like the loaves of flat-bread the city’s poorest citizens left on their windowsills because they couldn’t afford brick ovens. And gods, she was sick of flatbread—teggya, they called it.