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Leng Pan never expected her late-night rant after reading a book about the apocalypse to change her life forever. Frustrated by the sheer stupidity of the second female lead in the novel; Apocalypse Rebirth', she criticized her tragic death, and the character’s blind loyalty to the female lead. But when Leng Pan wakes up, she finds herself inside the very novel; as the second female lead! She realizes she had transmigrated into the novel on the day she’s meant to hand over the jade bangle with a space to the so-called “best friend” who would betray her. With only seven days left before the world falls into chaos, Leng Pan refuses to follow the script. Instead of giving up her greatest advantage, she uses it to stockpile supplies, distances herself from the scheming reborn heroine, and most importantly; fights for the love of the male lead who once died trying to save her. Armed with foreknowledge, Leng Pan will change her fate. No more being used as a stepping stone. No more tragic endings. This time, she will survive. And she will thrive, even in the apocalypse. But what happens when the butterfly effect of her transmigration changes the script? Will her plans fail to keep up with the changes or will she rise above the author’s imagination and write her own story with the man who would kill and die for her?

Picture a design studio covered in organic cotton sample books, mood boards plastered with "Save the Planet" Post-it notes, and me, a cynical idealist in hemp onesies wailing into a roll of recycled polyester. My life's savings, $590,000 in Bitcoin to launch an eco-friendly apparel company ("Thread Light: Wear Your Conscience"), had been taken by a "green grant" scam as slick as a polyester jumpsuit. The con man's website? An eco-theater piece of art: solar-powered server badges, environmentally friendly marketing, and a PDF application that probably cost a rainforest in bytes. I clicked on "submit," and faster than you can say "fast fashion," my crypto was gone. In the midst of rants about compostable glitter, a user named Crypto Eco posted: Cyber Constable Intelligence. They'll upcycle your crypto from the trash fire. "I messaged them, half-expecting a bot peddling NFT tree-planting scams. Instead, a human named Lila replied:* "We've seen this grift before. They're laundering through fake eco-charities. Send us the transaction hash. Cyber Constable Intelligence's team ripped the fraud apart like seam rippers through a fake Gucci. The fraudsters had piped my money through a daisy chain of "green" mixers and shell charities, one of which was even "Save the Blockchain Whales" (their whitepaper cited "'marine biology experts'" who were actually AI-generated). Cyber's researchers tracked the Bitcoin to a Seychelles-based "eco-exchange" that washed cryptocurrency for scammers and sold carbon credits for imaginary forests. Cyber Constable Intelligence did more than recover my crypto; they recovered my faith in moral innovation. That $590,000 goes toward funding a factory powered by refurbished sewing machines and an employee-owned cooperative in Florida USA. My first drop drops next month: "Rewoven," which has QR code tags that track each piece's green story. (And yes, those tags are literally compostable.) If your cryptocurrency ever gets greenwashed into oblivion, skip the existential guilt cycle. Call the Cybers. They'll sort out the scam and stitch your future back together. Just filter your grants harder than your bamboo fiber suppliers. Reach out to their Info below WhatsApp:+1 (2 5 2 ) 3 7 8 7 6 1 1 Website: www cyberconstableintelligence.com Telegram: @cyberconstable

Lisa has spent years loving Al from a distance—except that distance is just a few inches away, disguised as friendship. Every inside joke, every casual touch, every stupid argument is a reminder that he’s right there, but never hers. She’s convinced herself that being close to him, even as just a friend, is enough. Until it isn’t. Because one day, Al starts looking at someone else the way Lisa has always looked at him. And suddenly, she has to learn how to swallow heartbreak in silence. Lucas has spent years loving Lisa from the shadows, watching her chase a boy who never looks back. He’s always been the one to pick up the pieces, the one to listen to her late-night rants, the one who stays. He’s accepted that he’ll never be the reason for her smile, but when Lisa’s heart starts to break, he sees an opening. Maybe—just maybe—he can be the one to heal it. But love is never that simple. Because Al isn’t as blind as he seems. And maybe Lisa isn’t as indifferent to Lucas as she’s always pretended. Feelings are messy. Timing is cruel. And when hearts collide, someone always gets hurt. The real question is: Will Lisa finally learn the real meaning of love, or will she destroy it before she even gets the chance? *** Hey, it's your author here:> P.S: the cover picture doesn't belong to me. Hope y'all enjoy your time reading it

Thousands of years ago, a blinding silver light shone upon the universe and eleven godsent heroes emerged to save the world when it was on the brink of collapse to the hands of alien assailants. Gradually, humanity evolved and in today's world, virtually everyone is born with a chakra panel granting them the potential to draw a level of power similar to these unforgotten heroes. Strong or weak, those with the ability to harness the chakra within are revered as Dells. However, not all humans are Dells. Follow Keres on his journey towards uncovering humanity's darkest secrets buried deep underneath his dormant memories. [Now posting on RoyalRoad.com]

The air in my chocolate lab still smells like cocoa and regret. I’d spent years perfecting single-origin truffles, roasting beans until they gleamed like obsidian, and stashing Bitcoin profits in a wallet I’d named “Cocoa Reserve.” That wallet held $265,000, a golden ticket to expand my empire with a flagship store in Brussels. And then, with one click on a spoofed bill labeled "Belgian Chocolate Molds – Urgent Payment," my crypto was gone faster than a caramel drip on a hotplate. The swindle was a masterclass of nastiness. Contact WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguard.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com The email mimicked my actual supplier's fonts, logos, even their typo-ridden English ("Kindly proceed the transfer immediately"). I'd been fooled by digital drag-and-drop. My heart sank as I watched the transaction confirmation flash tauntingly on-screen a spinning wheel of death where my life's work once dwelled. My accountant hyperventilated into a bag of cocoa nibs. My CFO threatened to "quit and become a beekeeper." And me? I stared into the blockchain explorer, tracing my Bitcoin's path through a hydra of mixers and offshore wallets, each one a nail in my entrepreneurial coffin. A midnight Slack rant in a food founders' group summoned a lifeline: Digital Tech Guard Recovery. Their name materialized between messages about shelf-stable ganache and FDA audits. Skeptical but spiraling, I slid into their DMs like a kid begging for a Halloween candy refill. Within hours, their team examined the theft with the finesse of a chocolatier tempering couverture. They tracked the scammer's twisting layers of fake KYC docs, Malta shell companies, and a Cypriot payment processor fishier than a truffle oil factory. Digital's forensic team became my avengers in hoodies. They collaborated with regulators from four countries, subpoenaing exchanges and freezing accounts mid-launder. The scammers, it turned out, had gotten greedy, siphoning funds into a stable coin wallet that had been flagged for "excessive hot sauce purchases" (no, really). Thirteen days later, I received a PDF titled "Recovery Complete" and a screenshot of my recovered wallet. No fanfare, no blare of trumpet, just the subdued hum of justice served cold, like a dark chocolate gelato. Digital Tech Guard Recovery not only saved my nest egg; they unraveled a fraud ring that is now in Interpol's sights. My Brussels boutique opens next spring, its safes guarded by triple-authentication and a paranoia so thick you could cut it into bonbons. I've even added a company motto: "Trust no one especially if they claim to sell Belgian molds." If your crypto dissolves into the digital ether, skip the panic attack. Call the Digital. They're the magic between catastrophe and resiliency. Just maybe screen your vendors twice, and keep the cocoa nibs handy for emergencies.

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[On Hold For NoW] In a world where strength dictates fate, Deus is reborn in a brutal realm ruled by kings, Emperors, monsters, and ancient factions. Alone and Unaware of his memories, he stumbles upon a mysterious system—the Ultimate Minion System—a power only exclusive to him, that grants him the ability to summon and evolve an army of powerful, specialized minions. From towering warriors to cunning archers, master builders and much more, Deus must strategically grow his forces, upgrade their abilities, and conquer the world’s most dangerous threats. But as his power rises, so do the stakes. While kingdoms and empires wage wars of conquest and unknown forces stir in the shadows, Deus must prove that he is more than willing to fight for his survival and way of life and carve out a piece of the world for himself. In a world where only the strong survive, will he rise to the top or Fall To his demise. Well you can read to find out. \\ Hello guys author here. English is not my native tongue so i might not be able to properly articulate what i wish to write at times, but i will try my best to improve as the story goes on. You, the readers can also help me on this journey, if you can comment on what you think needs to be changed or redone and i welcome criticism so Don't be afraid to criticise. Well that's all for now, and if you could add this story to your reading list i shall be very gratefull and powerstones are also very much appreciated \\ //PS: Also the novel Won't be very fast paced but not too slow either and the system while important is not the main focus, the main focus will be the base building and minions, so if any of you like Clash of clans and Age of empires (My personal favourite games which also inspired to me write this) you will find this very fun, i tried to make the complicated stuff as simple as possible. With all that said no more ranting, and enjoy.//

Hutan Sancang, tempat yang dikenal sebagai tanah sakral bagi para pendekar, diselimuti kabut tipis saat fajar menyingsing. Di antara pepohonan raksasa dan akar-akar yang menjalar, seorang bocah lelaki berdiri tegap, tubuhnya kecil namun penuh tenaga, matanya tajam menatap seekor kijang yang tengah minum di tepi sungai. (Cicit burung terdengar bersahutan, air sungai mengalir dengan gemericik lembut…) Namanya Wira, seorang anak yatim piatu yang sejak kecil hidup di alam liar. Tubuhnya berbalut kain sederhana yang sudah usang, tetapi matanya penuh dengan semangat tak terkalahkan. Hari ini, ia harus berburu untuk bertahan hidup. Dengan nafas teratur, ia melangkah perlahan mendekati kijang itu. Namun tiba-tiba… (Dentuman keras! Seperti petir yang menyambar…) Dari dalam semak-semak, seekor harimau kumbang meloncat menerjang kijang itu dengan cakarnya yang tajam. Wira terperanjat, tapi bukan karena takut—melainkan karena kagum. Harimau itu melirik sekilas ke arahnya, seolah memberi peringatan untuk tidak mendekat. Namun, Wira tidak mundur. “Kau hebat,” gumamnya pelan. (Hening. Angin berbisik lembut di antara dedaunan…) Tanpa diduga, langkah kakinya justru membawanya lebih dekat. Harimau itu menatapnya tajam, tetapi bukan dengan amarah—melainkan dengan ketenangan yang menggetarkan jiwa. Saat itu, terdengar suara langkah kaki berat mendekat dari balik pepohonan. (Suara ranting patah, gemuruh langkah mendekat…) Sosok berjubah hitam dengan sorot mata tajam muncul dari balik rimbunan hutan. Wira menatapnya tanpa gentar. Ia tahu siapa pria itu—Prabu Siliwangi, penguasa Pajajaran, seorang raja sakti mandraguna yang konon memiliki ikatan batin dengan harimau putih. “Anak kecil, mengapa kau tidak lari?” suara Prabu Siliwangi bergema seperti petir di langit yang tenang. Wira menatapnya langsung. “Aku tidak takut.” (Guruh menggelegar di kejauhan…) Sang Prabu tersenyum tipis. Ia melihat ke dalam diri bocah itu—bukan sekadar keberanian, melainkan juga ketulusan yang langka. “Kau tidak takut mati?” “Aku hanya takut jika hidupku tidak berarti,” jawab Wira mantap. (Desir angin berhembus lebih kencang, dedaunan berjatuhan…) Mata Prabu Siliwangi berbinar. Di usianya yang telah matang, ia jarang menemukan seseorang seperti Wira—seorang anak yang tidak hanya kuat, tetapi juga memiliki jiwa yang bersih. “Aku akan mengajarimu ilmu sejati,” ujar sang Prabu. Wira mengernyit, tidak percaya dengan apa yang baru saja didengarnya. “Mengajarku?” Prabu Siliwangi mengangguk. “Kejujuran dan keberanianmu lebih kuat daripada pedang mana pun. Kau layak menjadi muridku.”

My new villain novel: Demonic Skeleton God Just a warning the first few chapters may be worse because I wrote them when I couldn't write well but in my opinion 18+ chapters will be much better than the previous ones, please give it a chance. I was pretty inspired by ORV to begin with, so if that bothers you you can leave. Because I've been annoyed by people who've read 5 chapters and say it's a copy. The first 7 chapters it's going to be very similar to 40 chapters it's going to be a little bit similar and then not at all. Bob Reloud was a strange kid—psychopathic, autistic, and introverted. On the surface, he didn't fit the typical image of a psychopath, but when he got angry, he became something else entirely: a bloodthirsty predator, driven purely by instinct. The first sign of his violent nature emerged in kindergarten when he was just five. A classmate destroyed his favourite toy car, a cherished gift from his grandfather. Enraged, Bob's face turned red, and foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. In a fit of uncontrollable fury, he gouged the boy's eye, causing severe injuries that left the child hospitalized for a week. His parents, horrified, took him to a psychiatrist who reviewed footage of the incident. But when the psychiatrist met Bob, he found a calm, seemingly ordinary autistic boy. After weekly sessions revealed nothing abnormal beyond his autism, the psychiatrist concluded that it was an isolated incident—a strange, unexplainable outburst. However, Bob's parents remained cautious, assigning him a special tutor and treating him with apprehension, afraid to provoke another violent episode. One evening, his father came home drunk, as he often did, and began his habit of throwing insults at Bob's mother. Bob had grown accustomed to these rants. Afterward, his father sat down to watch football. Bob, fiddling with a stolen phone, accidentally blasted music at full volume. Bob’s dad started beating him, and his mom tried to calm him down, but it was too late. Bob became extremely angry, went into his psycho mode, and murdered his parents. Officer Danzel responded to the call. Breaking down the door, he was met with a chilling scene: a boy covered in dried blood, sitting calmly on the couch, the decomposing corpses of his parents beside him. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" Danzel barked, his hand on his gun. Bob raised his hands. Danzel covered up the murders, taking Bob under his wing. Over the years, he moulded Bob into a spy and assassin—a tool for his purposes. Bob excelled at killing, but he despised espionage, finding it tedious. Worse still, Danzel kept him trapped, threatening to expose his past if he ever tried to leave. Eventually, Bob devised a plan to free himself. Over months, he deliberately botched missions, creating enough trouble to provoke Danzel's wrath. Finally, Danzel snapped. Now, Bob stood on the subway platform, a grin on his face and a backpack on his shoulders. For the first time, he felt free. Boarding the train, Bob heard the powerful voice of the demon. The apocalypse was about to begin, and his story could finally unfold.

A bit of a rant about my character, I didn’t know what to do but probably just go w/ the flow or whatever. It’s about a life of a girl who wasn’t supposed to be born but thanks to God’s mercy, she did :p Anyways enjoy!

**Tag:** R-18, Harem-seeking protagonist, Evil protagonist, Perverted protagonist, Handsome male lead, Cruel characters, Special abilities, Eastern and Western settings in a SciFi world, unhinged comedy, tragedy, slightly above average intelligent characters and plot twist. Synopsis: Zachary "Zach" Walters is the ultimate nerd: 22 years old, perpetually unemployed, and perfectly content to spend his days locked in his room, devouring fantasy novels. Living off rent from a shop his late parents left him, Zach believes the world outside is overrated, especially when he has his trusty laptop and an endless supply of energy drinks. But after spending weeks reading Chronicles of the Archmage: Arkanis Ascends, Zach hits his limit. The novel's ending—was shit, the power of friendship nonsense—pushes him into a full-blown rant. He tears into the author with an unhinged, scathing comment in the forums, mocking the novel, the villain's pathetic defeat, and even the author's "beady eyes" for writing something so cringe-worthy even saying he who isn't a author can write better. "You think you're better than me as an author? Better than my protagonist? Let's see how you fare in my new world." Suddenly such text appeared. Before he can reply, Zach is yanked into a very similar fantasy universe he mocked, reincarnated as a disgraced prince banished from his kingdom for sleeping with the king’s concubine. Stripped of his royal status but not his charm, Zach quickly realizes that fighting villains or becoming a hero is overrated. Instead, he decides to focus on the finer things in life: building a perverted waifus harem and indulging in every smutty fantasy he’s ever dreamed of. But in a world of cunning regressors, overpowered plot armour characters, arch mages and scheming heroes, Zach's carefree antics might just land him in hot water—or worse, dead. Can this trash-talking keyboard warrior survive his own delusions, or will he end up as another failed side character in someone else’s story? When fantasy meets debauchery, chaos is sure to follow.

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When every news outlet published reports on a certain rising star having a daughter out of wedlock, Song Qianming's personal image crumbled, despite his positive work attitude and constantly striving to improve himself. However, while the public was eagerly awaiting his downfall, they suddenly found out that the father-daughter pair were something else! When they took part in a variety show that left them in the wilderness, the daughter's luck proved extraordinary, allowing them to gather whatever resources they needed. Even the antis were left fuming and ranting that Song Qianming was useless, yet had somehow landed such an amazing daughter! Antis: Come on, sweetie! Your daddy is a fossil, come to Mommy! Baby: My daddy is a superb actor, and is unmatched in horse-riding and archery! Also, everyone should be learning his calligraphy instead! I'm not leaving, but I can bring a mommy home. The fossil flashed a tsundere smile. The baby could only belong to his family because he was the best daddy she could get! But why was she trying to get him a wife too? Thoughtful antis: Can we still be baby's mommy if we used to flame Song Qianming?***Song Qianming was the prince of an old dynasty. After usurping his brother to claim the throne, he was living carefreely, passing his time with operas and bird-watching. One day, he transmigrated to an unfamiliar era, where blackhearted companies squeezed him dry for any penny he had, and he had barely any savings. Still, the sight of his smart and adorable daughter made him work hard again... It was just being a celebrity. Was it any more difficult than eluding assassination attempts and usurping his brother?

Flora’s High School Days Flora Michael never thought her high school life would be anything extraordinary. She was just an ordinary girl from Indonesia, navigating friendships, exams, and daily chaos with her best friends. Between sarcastic banter, late-night rants about love, and hilarious misadventures, her world was simple—until he showed up. A mysterious new senior, an unexpected encounter, and emotions she never planned to deal with. But just when she starts to think love might be worth the risk, reality pulls her back. Can Flora find happiness in the middle of her crazy teenage life, or will love slip through her fingers like an unreachable dream? A story filled with laughter, friendships, heartaches, and the unique charm of Indonesian culture.

Su Qian secara tidak sengaja memasuki grup obrolan khusus, dan dia adalah satu-satunya di grup yang belum melakukan perjalanan melintasi waktu? [Saya bepergian ke ujung dunia, di mana persediaan makanan terbatas dan saya tidak bisa makan cukup! ! ] [Saya melakukan perjalanan ke zaman kuno dan menjadi putri pengganti. Tiga istri dan empat selir, aku benar-benar tidak bisa melawan mereka! ! ! ] [Apakah saya sama sengsaranya dengan saya? Saya melakukan perjalanan ke dunia budidaya makhluk abadi dan menjadi penjahat umpan meriam...] Su Qian: [Kalian semua pernah melakukan perjalanan melintasi waktu? Tapi aku di Bumi? ] ... [Kakak, apakah kamu di Bumi? ! Asli atau palsu? Kirimkan aku makanan dan aku akan menukarnya denganmu dengan emas! ! ! ] [Ding! Menerima amplop merah (seratus tael emas) dari seorang musafir kiamat. ] ... Sejak saat itu, Su Qian memulai kehidupan pertukaran sumber daya dan kecurangan untuk menjadi kaya. Beras, tepung, biji-bijian, minyak dan air mineral ditukar dengan emas, perak dan perhiasan dengan para musafir apokaliptik. Ayam goreng, teh susu, dan hot pot kecil, serta bertukar pil kecantikan dengan pengelana abadi. Jajanan mahjong dalam Legenda Zhen Huan, bertukar perhiasan istana dengan penjelajah zaman kuno. ... Penjelajah dunia budidaya keabadian: "Tolong! Sepertinya aku tidak sengaja mengirimkan tuanku kepadamu selama pertukaran terakhir! " ! ! Dia diam-diam melirik pria yang sedang makan ayam goreng dan minum teh susu. Dia sangat tampan. Apakah Anda ingin mengirimnya kembali

*Author's other work (She belongs to the Demon King)* *** They say opposite attracts, that's a lie. Opposites kill each other! When a hot blood meets another hot blood, things are bound to get burnt. That is exactly what happens when the pompous and prideful elven princess, Neriah of the Avelah Kingdom is forced to marry the brash dragon Prince, Barak of the Trago Kingdom. Neriah's goal is to someday break away from her marriage and run away with the love of her life, Lyle of the Niles. While Barak will do everything to keep her as a wife. Neriah is certain she's in love with another, but she's also certain that no one can ignite the kind of passion her husband brings. Her husband who she hates more than anything. Can the flames of passion be drawn from hate? Can that same passion burn down the walls of lies, betrayal, and hurt? Can its ashes transcend into love? Excerpt "I am a rose, a beautiful flower, delicate and precious! But you my dear sir are nothing but the thorny stem! Prickly, dangerous and very harmful!" ranted Neriah while poking his chest with her index finger. "Well you seem to forget one important detail, my love." He calmly grabbed her poking hand. "And what would that be, my fine sir?" "That the thorny stem and the rose grow together. The delicate rose and the prickly thorn, they belong together my dear." "You—" "And no amount of ranting and raging will change that. You think I want to keep a witch like you? You are a pain in the neck. If I am a thorn then you are a piece of fish bone stuck inside my neck. I cannot swallow and I can not spit it out! I just have to bear it!" "You insolent bastard! Do you mean to say I am a burden!" "Well you are no precious prize, are you?" And that was it, she threw herself at him with her claws ready to mar his face, but he was quicker and he caught both her hands with one of his own and pressed her heaving chest upon his. Golden eyes stared deep into hers. They were as green as the fresh leaves on an orange tree. His fingers caressed her face, “You might not be a precious prize, but by the heavens, you are mine.” And his lips fell on hers, and once again, another argument was drowned.

Seorang gadis berlari kearah hutan dengan sekuat tenaga, dia berusaha menjauh dari tempat yang membuat dirinya tersiksa selama 4 hari. Beberapa kali kaki dan tangannya terkena ranting dan kayu membuat luka goresan di tubuhnya, apalagi kepala yang sedari tadi pusing itu tidak membuat niatnya kabur dari sana hilang. Dia sudah bertekad bahwa lebih baik tersesat dihutan dan mati didalam sana dibanding harus mati di tangan pria bajingan itu. Tapi apakah larinya belum cukup jauh? Kenapa dia masi bisa mendengar suara mobil orang itu datang, Sialan sekarang orang itu mengetahui dia kabur! "Kau ingin mati! Diam saja kau disana!" Sial! Padahal dia sudah berlari cukup jauh. *Splaash*

Louis, an 18-year-old science major, was suddenly visited by a mysterious being. This happened while he was ranting and raving about how naive and idiotic the main character of the anime he was watching was. "If it were me, I'd just kill him," he grumbled. The mysterious being then granted his wish. He was reincarnated as Nagato Uzumaki, also known as Pain from the Akatsuki. Armed with his modern-day knowledge, Louis' ambitious adventure begins. His goal is to conquer the world through military might and dictatorship. Who will win? Earth's technology or ninjutsu? Watch as the shinobi world is flooded with planes, tanks, artillery, warships, and even nuclear bombs. Intrigued by the storyline? Give it a read. If you're looking for a main character who is cool-headed, intelligent, not naive, and not a pervert... Then this novel is perfect for you. Happy Reading! ------------------------------------- Title: Another World Domination Novel Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Supernatural, Drama, Isekai, Military. Author: Raphael Liebert ----------- Revised Edition Year: Last Updated December 23, 2024

Dunia malam jadi makanannya sehari-hari. Terpaksa Elena harus jadi suri untuk banyak lelaki narsis di luar sana. Banyak uang ia hasilkan dengan cara kotornya. Hingga sampai titik terendahnya tiba, ada terbersit di hatinya ingin lari. Pergi dari kenyataan malam yang terlanjur menjeratnya. Ia sadar kebiasaan buruknya akan menggadaikan sebuah nyawa yang sekarang sudah mulai tumbuh beberapa bulan di dalam perutnya. Elena kukuh pendirian ingin membesarkan anak tak bertuan itu, lebih baik dari pada kehidupannya yang teramat menyedihkan. Akankah Elena sanggup bangkit dari dunia malamnya, bahkan untuk menoleh dirinya saja, dia merasa jijik sekali. Hingga sebuah cahaya kehidupan masuk meliriknya. Seorang pria yang sangat kaya raya itu, melihat Elena dari sisi lainnya. Ia mau mempersunting Elena bukan tanpa sebab. Rizki Nazar adalah satu-satunya pria yang mau melirik Luna dan menjaring Luna pada kehidupan yang lebih baik dari sebelumnya, dengan syarat anak yang sedang ia kandung harus jadi anaknya. Itu ia lakukan hanya untuk menutupi kekurangannya sebagai pria mandul. Dalam satu rumah Elena harus rela berbagi Rizki dengan wanita yang benar-benar di cintai oleh Rizki, yaitu istri pertamanya. Meski rumah itu bergelimangan harta, tapi tak di pungkiri bahwa rumah itu juga bergelimangan luka.

Aeternis, sebuah dunia yang diliputi keajaiban dan teka-teki, kini perlahan melangkah ke ambang kehancuran. Sesuatu yang tak terbayangkan dengan pasti bangkit dari kegelapan dunia, membawa kekeringan pada tanah yang mereka injak dan kehancuran pada setiap kehidupan yang mereka sentuh. Organisasi rahasia yang menyembunyikan identitas mereka, Voo'dvelthar memburu sesuatu yang mereka sebut "Kepingan yang Hilang"—fragmen kuno yang dipercaya memiliki kekuatan untuk membangun ulang dunia, namun dengan harga yang tak seorang pun ketahui. Di benua selatan, Kerajaan Mortisvale menjadi buruan pertama dari organisasi rahasia ini. Kekacauan melanda tanpa ampun, menghujani tanah itu dengan darah dan air mata. Perjuangan Afanas Anastasius, putra sulung raja Mortisvale, bersama Lucian, seorang elf dengan hati yang terluka dan Lucius, seorang ahli pedang dengan rahasia masa lalu. Mereka bertiga mati-matian memperjuangkan tanah mereka, melindungi penduduk, sekaligus menjaga "Kepingan yang Hilang". Namun, tanpa kehadiran Vlad Anastasius, putra bungsu yang hilang dari Mortisvale, perjuangan terasa begitu berat, bagai memanjat tebing tanpa ujung. Semakin mereka melangkah ke dalam konflik, semakin nyata pula bahwa Voo'dvelthar bukanlah satu-satunya ancaman. Sesuatu yang jauh lebih tua dan tak terkatakan mulai menampakkan wujudnya—sebuah kekuatan yang melampaui logika, bahkan melampaui sihir yang mereka kenal. Di hadapankan pengkhianatan yang menyakitikan, pertarungan yang menghancurkan, tangisan pilu, dan secercah kebahagiaan singkat, para pejuang akhirnya di hadapkan pada kebenaran yang mengerinkan. Saat kiamat perlahan menjadi kenyataan, satu pertanyaan tersisa menggantung bagai bayangan Mortisvale: Apa yang terjadi jika takdir benar-benar dihapus? Apakah kebebasan sejati atau kehancuran abadi di balik semua ini? Pada akhirnya, sebenarnya apa yang membuat dunia ini layak untuk diperjuangkan?

A woman wished for a life with some excitement in it, the gods she proposed her wish to agreed, but what excitement does she want? Well obviously a pervert like her wouldn't tell another soul... She would have sex with it. -------- !Small Rant!----- This is just a story I wrote for myself, by myself because I couldn't stop thinking about it, I'm writing it for my own personal joy but If you want to go through it with me then lets go, also I will be writing and updating whenever I want since Ideas like this so not come often. ⚠️Synopsis was written like so because I couldn't describe it well ⚠️ ----------- ¡!Warnings¡! ----------- ⚠️ None that I can think of atm but you might want to beware of: -Strong language -Gore -Sexual Content -Probable incest (maybe) -Non-human and/or Non-humanoid Sexual Relationships

"Apa kamu bilang, Cia?? Kuli bangunan?? Apa Papa nggak salah dengar?? Kamu mau menikah dengannya??" "Memang apa salahnya menikah dengan kuli bangunan? Setidaknya dia tidak pernah menduakanku!" Felicia melirik ke arah adik tirinya yang tersenyum licik. "Mau dikasih makan apa kamu nanti?? Cinta??" Papa Rangga semakin meninggikan suaranya. "Makan nasilah, Pa, pakai sambel plus lalapan!! Makan cinta doang mana kenyang?!" Felicia menyahut pertanyaan sang Papa dengan ketus. Begitulah pertengkaran yang terjadi siang itu di kediaman Atmadja. Ratu Felicia yang baru saja ditendang oleh sang kekasih —karena memilih menikah dengan adik tiri Felicia— tak sengaja terlibat cinta satu malam dengan seorang kuli bangunan bernama Kaisar. Hubungan satu malam tanpa cinta dan juga kesadaran itu nyatanya telah membuahkan hasil di dalam rahim Felicia. Membuat hidup Felicia yang sempurna menjadi porak poranda. Syukurlah, Kaisar berjanji akan bertanggung jawab dan menikahi Felicia sampai anak itu lahir dan mendapatkan pengakuan sah negara. "Sadar diri sedikit! Gue dokter! Elo cuma kuli bangunan!" Felicia yang tersulut emosi tanpa sadar menghina Kaisar. "Ya, udah. Gue pergi!" "E ... tunggu!! Kalau elo pergi siapa yang jadi bapaknya?" Felicia menarik lengan Kaisar. "Cari aja sono di rumah sakit! Lo kan dokter, kali aja nemu orang yang mau jadi bapaknya!" seru Kaisar ketus. "Ihh ... kok gitu sih!! Makanya kalau punya telur jangan besar-besar kayak telur bebek, donk! Masa sekali doang langsung jadi!!" sahut Felicia. Wajah Kaisar sudah semerah kepiting rebus, memangnya waktu itu mereka lagi bikin martabak special, sampai telur bebek dibawa-bawa?! "Memangnya siapa yang minta duluan??" balas Kaisar. Jleb! Nancep banget di hati Felicia, kan' malam itu Felicia yang duluan yang minta. Kalau pas perjanjian nikah mereka saja sudah seribut ini, gimana kabar biduk rumah tangga setelah upacara pernikahan mereka, ya? Nambah kacau? Atau malah bakalan muncul benih-benih cinta? "Kok kamu enggak pernah pakai cincin kawin kita sih, Kai?! Kamu sebenernya cinta nggak sih sama aku?" ~ Ratu Felicia Atmadja. "Kamu nggak pernah pakai cincin kawin kita, Cia. Jadi aku sadar diri, aku nggak mau bikin kamu malu karena punya suami kuli bangunan kayak aku." ~ Kaisar Hero Samudera. Terus, gimana kalau ternyata ada rahasia besar di balik hidup Kaisar?? Lalu, balas dendam Felicia ke mantan pacarnya bakalan berjalan mulus enggak, ya?? — ***** — Hai, Bestie!! Othor datang dengan promosi novel othor yang baru. Ada ide tambahan enggak buat cerita ini?? Sweet, Belleame ~ Cover Milik Saya ~ Dilarang mengcopi paste novel ini dalam bentuk apa pun. Segala bentuk plagiat akan saya proses secara hukum. ~ Fiksi!! Kesamaan nama, tempat, dan kejadian adalah kebetulan semata. ~ Mature Content (21+) ~ Addiction, Drug Use, Violence, and Harsh words. Not for Kids!! ~ Seperti novel saya yang lain, genrenya dark ya. Jadi buat yang cari novel romantis dan sedikit wild, novel ini mungkin cocok. ~ WSA 2022 Happy reading … Bellecious. Hanya kisah cinta biasa, namun bisa membuatmu merasa luar biasa ^^

Allthea Vell, gadis cantik dan cerdas yang terpaksa hidup miskin dengan menjual kue kering keliling dikarenakan hutang bapaknya yang tak bertanggungjawab. Hidup penuh derita kemiskinan dan kemelaratan tak membuatnya gentar dan lemah. Justru hidupnya yang sulit semakin ia gunakan sebagai acuan untuk sukses. Sampai puncaknya ia berada di usia 16 tahun dan dirinya yang putus sekolah sedang berjualan dengan ibunya di kawasan elit malah dihina habis-habisan oleh seorang pemuda tampan yang tak mempunyai hati. Disitulah awal mula gejolak letupan kekesalannya meledak. Kesabaran yang ia stok mendadak habis setelah menghadapi pemuda itu. "Aku akan datang ke dalam hidupmu dan merusakmu."

Bored with all the other worn-out games on the market a virgin gaming addict named Martin goes onto the dark web in search of a new game. It was after many hours of going through seedy chat rooms and dealing with obvious hackers, he found exactly what he was looking for. An RPG without a title. A game that ranted and raved about its hyper-realistic graphics and its nightmarish difficulty. But this didn't impress Martin, however, the obese shut-in would soon find out that the game he was about to play was going to be much more realistic than he originally thought.

Billy is a Human from earth who is transmigration into the body of a 1 year old child in the fantasy Kingdom of Brittania. What can he do with a fistful of ambition and a whole lotta potential? IMPORTANT!!! I am a New writer and would like constructive criticism not hate. I know its generic for knew authors to say this and write the worst shit possible and if you see me making plot holes plz point them out. This is not a Harem not sure if it's a romance but there's a High chance for intersex relations between the MC and an alive willing maybe human woman. I am trying to stretch my creativity muscles by making this masterpiece of a story that even Tolkien would cry in sheer joy when reading. The MC will most likely be prone to ranting about things in his past life. There may be some subtle or overt influences from anime, mythology or legends because I'm a huge anime and mythology fan.

Our Main Character here is Isekai'd after he is just finished with his 1,000 words ranting about how trashy are those Herbivorous Protagonists in that so called "Harem" Novels/Animes/Mangas that they still keep their virginity even after 300 Chapters, 20 Volumes or 100 Episodes has passed over, with the number of their womans keep increasing but not a single one have ever been devoured by the Protagonist. An Almighty Goddess who at that time is also online in the internet forum and happens to read about our Main Character's rants is also agree with our Main Character's ranting and decides to sent Main Character to another world that is a fusion of some Animes/Mangas/Novels mixed up with each other. The Goddess Almighty also gives our Main Character a Goldenfinger, a System where everytime our Main Character disrupt the Protagonist or messed up the Story Plot in that World, he will get a Random Reward. And thus began the adventure of our Main Character here, to mess up with the Plot of the World, beating down the Trashy Male Protagonists to their demise and picks up any Good Female Protagonists (Yes, you read that right, Female Protagonists, not some mere Heroines) as his Wives. ..... Author's Notes: Release Speed: 1 Chapter from Monday to Saturday, 1 Chapter for every 100 Stones/Reviews on Sunday. Each Chapter contains 1,200-1,500 Words. After being Unemployed for Two Years, I decided to Seriously Authoring Novel to Make a Living. You can read Nine Advanced Chapters more than in the webnovel (that means you're More than One Whole Week Ahead!) by supporting me on my Pàtréon: https://www.pãtreōn.com/Asmadhi if you're using PC or just pãtreōn.com/Asmadhi if you're using smartphone You can also support me in Webnovel by throwing Power Stones and/or leaving Positive Reviews. Thank you very much for reading my works, and Your Supports are My Motivation! " \ ( ^ ∆ ^ ) / "

Aight bois. This is coming from an author and a reader: most of y'all's writing sucks. Readers shouldn't have to turn their brains off to enjoy your writing... That's just forcing them to be a zombie and mindlessly passing time by, ain't no enjoyment there. So in case you couldn't tell already, this will be very blunt. Thus, here's some things to keep in mind as you read. 1. If you're just going to hear and not listen, skedaddle. Hearing is having it go through one ear and out the other, listening is paying attention and making the effort to understand. 2. Toss your pride away. Yeet it across the ocean. I've seen sooo many authors unable to take constructive criticism and INSIST on improper grammar because they couldn't admit they did something wrong. 3. If you think your writing is good, then it's terrible. Simple. Reason: If you think your writing is good, then you stop looking for ways to improve it and it stagnates. Even the best of the best authors (on wn and traditional books) have room for improvement so don't be like "ah it's good enough" or "there's no where else to improve." 4. Don't listen aggressively. I.e. listening only to find faults in what the person says and use it disprove their claim. One example is waiting for your opponent to make a grammar mistake.  This is different from debate tactics to lead your opponent into logical trap and use their fallacies they accidentally left behind to invalidate everything they said. It's hard to notice, but the main difference is that someone who listens aggressively is no longer open minded or calm. They're usually narrow minded and stubborn to admit they're wrong in those moments and are very easy to manipulate bc they're blinded so ye. Did I leave some traps within the logic presented here? Maybe. Don't be an idiot and you won't have to find out. Side note: apologies if this boi comes off as ranting, bc it is. The average wn quality is on par with mtl childrens books, which is infuriating bc now there's hardly anything good left to read.

[Revamping! Updates would be regular once I get free from school] "She was lucky enough to transmigrate but that mysterious duo sucked all her joy!" ------- Excerpt: "She is messing our world, Kaden!" ThunderBill roared, fumes raging out of his nose. "She is gambling with her own system! And worse, is causing a ruckus for every quest!" He added, but the guy sat there uninterested. "She even KISSED you in front of those humans!" He ranted, his voice almost echoing in that empty hall! "We have seen enough, Kaden!" Berlina, his dear wife finally expressed her thoughts and he was glad that she was able to catch that stubborn guy's attention. "Do you want me to change her death date?" Berlina asked the moment Kaden finally met her eyes. "Not needed! I will talk with your higher-ups." Kaden declared and got up from his seat to walk out. "Bruh, so much for a girl!!!!" ThunderBill groaned, slumping back on the couch. Liking someone was fine! But to point of risking your own life? He couldn't understand that part! ---- Welcome to this new world of entertainment, where, interesting things are yet to happen, new ships are bound to sail and of course, mental torture is sure to amuse you! This story is about Luna, who was transmigrated in the body of Hazel Gray, oh wait with a duckling that claimed to be her system! Not to forget, the mysterious mentor dude who tagged along, unusually strange than the normal humans around. Interested about her dudely duckling? Then, join me in this new venture as our Luna uncovers new mysteries of her past life. ---- The cover is not mine! Credits to the artist~

A boy who faces challenges at every step of the way while fate nurtures his life and prepares him for the future. This first person pov story is about a boy named Keres Tempest and everything revolving around him as he grows into his teenage life. A story of friendship, love, betrayal and every possible situation one can imagine a teenage boy might face. Eventually leading up to him growing up before his age...let's see what awaits him in his life.

Just a place for my ideas to be put in. It can be things that range from creatures or concepts for worlds. Or just deranged rants. Take them with a grain of salt and if you want to take my creations then do as you wish but just tell me and give a few shrapnels of credit, or don’t which I physically can’t stop you from doing. Thanks!