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Kael was a boy shackled by the world around him. He could always feel the strings of fate tighten around his neck ever since he was young. He sets on a self ascending journey to break free from the fate of the world and push forward to his true freedom...

Lex had everything—wealth, power as Wall Street’s rising stars. But his world crash when his uncle Barnie Maddox, betrayed him, turning him into a scapegoat for Maddox Holdings’ financial schemes and years of lawsuits. Struggling bitterly until he died. Now, Lex wakes up in 2007, seventeen years old again, just months before the financial crash with full knowledge of the market’s collapse. Determined to rewrite history—for his family, for the legacy he lost. Release Rate: Weekday 1ch/day Weekend 2-3ch/day (Use -) BONUS: Every 50 collections +5ch (use +) Every Review +1ch (use +) Every Plot Suggestion +1ch (use ++) SYMBOL: | Notes $ Deals ( Tracking) & Subplot

"You are my treasure, and anyone who touches you is stealing," he said, his possessiveness deep in his bones. That's why, in her past life, Lu Fengxuan ran away desperately until, on her deathbed, she came to a sudden realization. Reborn, she clung tightly to her husband's golden thigh, simultaneously tormenting scumbags and lovey-dovey couples without any delay. Dared they call her stupid, unruly, selfish, and greedy? The lord waved his hand dismissively: "Throw them all into the sea to feed the sharks!" Did they say she disrespected her elders and bullied the younger ones? The lord picked up his child, a smile of utter indulgence on his face, "I've spoiled them. Any objections?"

Prologue: The Loom of Fate In the beginning, darkness reigned—an endless void untouched by time. From that void, a single thread of light emerged, weaving itself into the fabric of reality. This became the Loom of Fate, the source of all willpower and the beginning of all things. Hidden from mortal reach, the Loom weaves the lives of all beings, connecting destinies across time and space. It is said that those who can see its threads can manipulate reality itself, but only with unyielding belief—the essence of willpower. In Eryndor, belief is power. It binds the Threads of Fate, shaping destiny and defying the inevitable. Those who master this power become the Knights of the Thread—guardians whose belief is so strong that it forges their willpower into tangible threads. These threads weave around them like armor, enhancing their strength, speed, and skill. Yet, even among the Knights, twelve beings known as the Saints stand above all, their willpower so absolute that they shape reality itself. But power invites darkness. In the shadows, Warpers seek to corrupt the threads, bending reality to their will. They are the antithesis of the Knights, wielding willpower not as guardians, but as manipulators. Thus, the battle for the Loom rages on, an eternal struggle between creation and corruption, destiny and defiance. Amidst this chaos, a young man stands at the crossroads of fate. Magnus Alaric Seymour, born of noble blood yet hidden from the world, carries within him the legacy of the strongest Knights. His grandparents are among the five unknown Rank 17 Knights, the closest to the Loom, and his parents are Rank 16 Knights, their willpower unmatched by all but the Saints. Yet, Magnus knows nothing of his lineage. To him, the Loom is a legend, and the Knights are heroes of myth. All he knows is the burning desire within him—the yearning to protect, to grow stronger, to find his purpose in a world where power defines existence. His journey is intertwined with others, including Eulalia Persephone Abla, a fallen noblewoman whose strength and sorrow mirror his own. To her, Magnus is a wanderer, a man of mystery and quiet resolve. She tells him they can marry if he becomes a Knight, igniting a fire within him that strengthens his willpower threads. But the truth of his lineage could shatter everything they hold dear. The Loom watches, its threads weaving the tapestry of life, destiny, and willpower. In its web lies a prophecy—a whisper of change, of chaos, of a Knight who will either save the world or bring it to ruin. Magnus’s journey begins now, a journey of belief and sacrifice, of love and loss, of struggle and triumph. He will face beasts born of nightmares, warriors of unimaginable strength, and enemies who wield the threads of reality itself. He will confront the darkness within him, the fear of failure, and the weight of his legacy. But above all, he must learn the truth—that destiny is not given, but forged. And the threads of his willpower will either break or become unbreakable. For in the world of Eryndor, belief is everything. And Magnus Alaric Seymour must learn to believe in himself before he can shape his destiny. The Loom of Fate awaits, its threads whispering his name. And the tapestry of his life is yet to be woven.

What would you do if you had all the willpower in the world, but could do nothing with it? Advance technology? Requires a genius to be in the lead. Sports? Requires a healthy body. Acting? Requires you to be able to actually socialize with others. So yeah you could say that Alex had nothing going for him besides his willpower and in todays society meant that he couldn't get to the top, or at least not without breaking a few arms and legs, which would just get him arrested. But then came the day where he could use his willpower not just to get to the top but to actually use his willpower like others would use their smarts, strength, or even that fabled legend of good social skills. What others deemed as the end times he saw as just the beginning. He will bend even reality to his will eventually. but for now he will have to fight for more power. "warning if you don't like overpowered characters just leave now so you don't get annoyed. at first this is just a hobby ill be doing once in a blue moon whenever I find time to do so"

After Amihan, politician by day and otaku by night, died from a political assassination, she got transmigrated as the saintess in another world. But she always felt like a fraud. Why? If she was the chosen one, why did she feel so rotten inside? Also, wasn't she atheist? However, her years of forced piety and suppressed desires ended in spectacular failure - her decapitation. Three days later, she woke to the sight of a worshiper bowing low. “Welcome back, O Sun Who Burns The World,” they said. 'Wait. What? I'm not the Saintess? I was this all along?' Furious at the wasted years of celibacy, moral dilemmas, and suffocating oaths, Serafine made a vow: no more pretending. No more rules. The world? Hers to ruin. The people? Playthings. But wait. It was harder than she thought because... How in the name of the Goddess Aurelia was she supposed to have her debut when she was surrounded by a bunch of suspicious and crazy beautiful women who wants to hunt her down?! This was no different from her previous world!

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"

7000 Years Ago Lived A Necromancer Who Reached The Peak Of Necromancy And Became Death Itself. Until The Heavens Grew Jealous That They Killed Him And Imprisoned His Soul For 4000 Years, Not Until He Regressed And Sought Out Vengeance On The Gods Themselves.

The daughter of two poor farmers, beautiful Li Xiao Niang is given a once in a life time opportunity to become the Crown Prince's bride, but when she gets married to the Prince, she finds that life in the Palace is not at all like she imagined and she is sorely under prepared for the difficulties ahead of her. Will she come out victorious or will she lose to the enemies hiding behind the shadows?

Having an hostile man as a father was no easy thing to bear. After being abandoned by her father because she was born a female, as though it was her fault. Isabella Perkins is being forced to marry her father’s multi-billionaire friend’s son Colin Graham who is rude and ill-manner ,she either fulfill her father’s demand or risk losing her inheritance. Meanwhile she has vowed to marry her childhood friend, Nate Stallion, who was only an orphan. What would she decide on? would Isabella forsake her birth right for the sake of love or give up on it to save her inheritance?

After discovering the true power of the universe and how truly deep its waters are, humanity was thrust into a chaotic world where only power meant anything. Martial artists dominated the cosmos, wielding power far beyond what even the gods of their imagination could do. Facing extinction, humanity rallied together and built a world they could call home. Now, 12,000 years have passed, and in an era of peace and complacency, humanity gave birth to their chosen warrior, destined to lead them to prosperity. Adam was once a medical student trying to become a doctor, but one day, after becoming one with the pavement, he died, never being able to fulfill his dreams. However, just as the lights turned off, they turned back on. He had reincarnated and 12,000 years into the future at that. In an era where only martial arts meant power, Adam was forced to become a powerhouse or die worth nothing. But with his average talent and skills, Adam knew he wouldn't get very far in this life. Yet on his 16th birthday, just when he had accepted it, his fate changed as a blue screen appeared in front of him. ————————————————————————— The picture on the cover or the one I have used in the character illustration chapter does not belong to me. They were just creations I found that resembled how the characters I had imagined looked. If the creator wishes for me to take them down, please contact me. ————————————————————————— If you like this type of novel or my writing in general, be sure to check out my other novels, Transmigration: Children of The Plane and Rebirth of a Divine Lord. ————————————————————————— Personal Links. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/3ybfHXxxBg Support me here at Kofi! https://ko-fi.com/slarbi123

After a Christmas Eve fire destroys Emma's love and face, she returns to New York five years later as the mysterious owner of a gallery. When her former best friend puts on her engagement ring, and her cheating boyfriend is about to marry a third party, a bloody revenge in the name of art auction unfolds in Manhattan. The perfume trap at the masquerade ball, the fatal deal in the private jet, and the burn scars covered by iris tattoos will eventually become the nightmare totem of the betrayer.

After his death in an accident.It is transmitted to the world of Drakthia. There are 9 continents of different factions of dragons, humans, demons, Elves and dwarves . It must be stronger and ascend to the High World of Drakthia Supreme the help of the system.

Synopsis: The Third Watch of the Night On a stormy night, deep within a desolate cremation ground, a sinister ritual unfolds under the twisted roots of an ancient banyan tree. The feared tantric, Veerbhadra, and his disciple, Karalanath, seek to invoke Mahakalpa Rakta Pishachini, an unstoppable spirit of destruction, through the Vansh Nashak Tantra—a forbidden ritual designed to erase an entire bloodline. Their sacrifice is Somraj, a terrified man marked for death. As his blood spills onto the sacred yantra, an eerie force rises—a dark mist shaping into Mahakalpa, her fiery eyes promising devastation. She warns Veerbhadra of the deadly cost of summoning her, but he remains unmoved, commanding her to obliterate the Shikhawat lineage. As the ritual nears completion, Veerbhadra’s tantric master makes a grim decision—offering his own soul to seal the curse, ensuring that Mahakalpa’s wrath remains unchallenged. With a sinister smile, Veerbhadra picks up his master’s bone-crafted staff and vanishes into the darkness, leaving behind only questions. Who is Veerbhadra? What is his ultimate goal? The night is only the beginning…

Transmigrate into my favorite novel, where I need to die for my uncle's greed. Why I will sacrifice myself? No one deserve my sacrifice. So I thought, I won't die for this kind of trashy family. I will shine more than anyone in this world. Then no one will be able to kill me for their greed.

The world is peaceful or so it seems. Under the surface the waters are murky, good and bad look alike. Or mc is a wolf in sheep's clothing and he finally bears his fangs and vows to never hide again.

Shelby Lee was far from ordinary. Sure, she went to school, and did her work, and was a straight-A student at her school. Yes, she was a female teenager. But she wasn't like anyone her age. Shelby had been born with a superpower, one that had made her a hero in the night, one that was dangerous If she lost control. One day, a letter appeared at her doorstep, and when she opened it, she saw it was an acceptance letter from a university she hadn't applied to. The next day, she went to the school to check it out. Only to find it was a school for future heroes and possibly villains. She meets a boy named Connor. They become enemies. And her best friend, along with the university, think their dating. She proposes a truce that involves them acting like their dating. He accepts. And now the game is on. But theres a question that needs an answer. Who will fall for the other first?

Luna Vitalio is a ball of sunshine with a past she can't ever seem to forget. Her world revolves around her siblings.There are two things she's scared of the most in life: one is a certain loved one coming back, and the other is falling in love. But what happens when she finds herself in bed with a stranger who seems oddly familiar? Ren Novak has the face of an angel but a heart of ice. The only way he escapes the reality is by working like a maniac. He has one principle in life: 'What I want is what I get.' He lives by this. So would he lie to the love of his life to keep her near? Or will he lie to himself and keep denying that he isn't in love? Their love is filled with a burning passion and twists. But the question is, was their love fated? Were they tied with the red thread of faith, or was it all planned by someone?

This planet is dying, is it all because of the calamity? Or because of human sin? That thought has long been ringing in Sirius' mind. Growing up in a time of war has made him selfish. In the midst of humans, who are more concerned with themselves makes him wonder. is there still a goodness on this dying planet?

“Loyalty? I am loyal, but only to myself.” “Friendship? Only the dead are my friends.” “Love? it's merely an obstruction.” .... If given a chance, would you walk the path of a righteous hero who is blessed by heaven or an unrighteous demon who seeks to wipe out the heavens itself? This story follows the journey of a villain, Bai Ming. Transmigrating into this cruel yet beautiful world of cultivators, where strength is always absolute and killing is just a way of life. In a world where right or wrong is insignificant and only an individual's ability matters, be it strength, wisdom, luck, or status. We follow Bai Ming as he lies, cheats, schemes, and slaughters his way to the apex of power. Ruthless and amoral, Bai Ming has no need to hold back in his pursuit of strength. To achieve his goals, Bai Ming shall walk the path of an unrelenting demon. A demon who shall laugh crazily in the face of death and never regret, lament or grieve in the hour of failure. He shall stand alone against the world and embrace the waves of loneliness with acceptance in his heart. ......... Warning: •The mc is a very ruthless and selfish person, definitely not for the weak-hearted. •No romance or harem.

-pengingat untuk semua alternatif dimensi dunia ini bercampur aduk jadi akan sangat sulit untuk memahami bacaannya sedikit informasi dari author tentang cerita ini jadi jika tidak ingin membaca silahkan skip saja. -karakter utama cerita ini genderless jadi kalian bisa memikir ships untuk karakter utama sesuka kalian,tapi dosa tanggung sendiri^>^. -cerita dunia ini campuran contoh beberapa alternatif dimensi yang dijadikan satu oleh author,author pusing memikirkan nya. •ABO(Alpha,Beta,Omega) •guide and hunter •fantasy atau kekuatan sihir. •dll hanya seorang guide beta biasa?

In the realm of Aetherion, where seven kingdoms thrive on the divine power of Aether, peace is a fragile illusion. Kaelthar, a young boy with dreams of becoming a knight to protect the innocent, grows up in a humble village under the care of his blacksmith father and loving mother. When tragedy strikes, shattering his peaceful life, Kaelthar uncovers hidden truths about his family’s legacy and the world around him. Thrust into a fractured realm on the brink of chaos, Kaelthar must rise above his humble origins to protect those he loves. Can he find the courage to confront the darkness threatening Aetherion and become the hero he’s always dreamed of?

The fantastical tale of a Survivor, with fantasy mixed in. For those who like light reads, or simple narratives, turn away. Your heart will water, your eyes will break and vice versa. But if you like it hot and heavy, with plenty of drama and 'all-too-realism', we've got you! please note that this is a tale of someone real, with things changed, for privacy reasons, but with fantasy mixed in, because, come on, noone wants a straight sob story. so the story will suddenly, sharply diverge from reality, as it simply is what was felt at the time. but if you can handle that, and haven't been turned off yet, then I personally invite you to get a drink, grab a blanket, cuddle up to the fire, and listen carefully. For I am the Teller of Tales, and the Weaver of Dreams.

Summoned into a lost fight, a deity, a goddess- Is that truly all I am? Why not a matron, the giver of life. A futa orc who'll turn this world into her own. That's it, that's what I want.