Unordinary Inked

Amid the softly falling snow in the Cold Palace courtyard, Princess Xianlan drew her final breath—silently. She had been falsely accused of poisoning the Crown Prince, brutally flogged until her body was torn, and imprisoned without a shred of mercy— all part of a cruel scheme orchestrated by Noble Consort Su Zhen, her stepmother, whose gentle appearance masked a heart of poison. Meanwhile, the Emperor of Li—the very man who claimed to love her above all—never realized that the only daughter he cherished had been crushed to death by the hands of the one he trusted most. But the heavens showed mercy. Xianlan opened her eyes once more, reborn into her eight-year-old self— in the time before everything shattered. This time… she would not be a worthless pawn in a game of power. She would become the master strategist, toppling each of her enemies one by one. With icy composure and razor-sharp wit, Xianlan hid in the shadows, slowly gathering evidence, allies, and influence within the palace. And fate brought her an unexpected ally— Feng Yuhan, Crown Prince of the Southern Yan Kingdom, known as the “Winter Tiger.” Cold, brilliant, and seemingly heartless—yet from their first meeting, something in her eyes held his gaze. Together, they moved in the darkness. Xianlan laid the plans. Feng Yuhan executed them. As the Kingdom of Li fell into the depths of political games— As vipers hissed behind silken smiles in the inner palace— As even a father’s love could be twisted by deceit— ⸻ When the phoenix returns to her nest—she will never again let anyone trample her. The will of the heavens may be written in ink… But Xianlan will rewrite fate in the blood of her enemies.

Seventeen-year-old Yuuji Aikawa is everything a model student should be: organized, top of his class, and emotionally untouchable. With his crisp uniforms and perfectly aligned notebooks, Yuuji lives by quiet rules—don’t draw attention, don’t get involved, and never let anyone see beneath the surface. Enter Ren Sakamoto, the transfer student with a silver earring, ink-stained fingers, and a smirk that defies authority. Ren is chaos in human form. He talks back to teachers, never follows the dress code, and for reasons only the universe seems to understand, decides that Yuuji is his new favorite target. After a classroom disruption lands them both in after-school library detention, Yuuji finds himself cornered into spending his quiet afternoons with the very person who seems determined to unravel him. But as pages are shelved and insults are exchanged, a different kind of tension begins to simmer—one that neither of them wants to admit. Behind the sarcasm, silences, and stolen glances, Yuuji starts to question the life he's worked so hard to control. And Ren, for all his bravado, starts to realize that some people are worth holding on to—even if it means letting his guard down. In a world of school bells, whispered poetry, and ink-stained hands, two boys from opposite worlds find themselves caught in a story neither of them meant to write.

For fourteen years, Wei Yuan was the useless trash of his clan, a boy with cursed meridians who could never cultivate. He accepted his fate. But one morning, he wakes up with no memory of the past several months, and a chilling realization: he is no longer alone in his own mind. When he picks up a calligraphy brush, a cold, proficient stranger takes control of his hand. When he faces a rival, a ruthless strategist whispers battle plans from the depths of his soul. This "Artist" is a genius, a master of forbidden arts capable of wielding reality-defying power. And Wei Yuan, the terrified host, is just a passenger.

Aki Tanaka was just another quiet high school artist—until a mysterious VR headset pulls him into the strange, dreamlike world of Yūgen, a realm born from sketches, memories, and forgotten pain. Inside, battles are fought with ink-forged weapons, and every step threatens to erase his past. But Aki is no ordinary player. The realm bends around his thoughts, his drawings come alive, and forgotten whispers call him Seeker. As the line between dream and reality dissolves, Aki must uncover the truth behind the Spiral Gate, the Enforcer, and the price of escaping a coma-born world where death is permanent and time is broken.

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person who sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going instinct, but one rule remained among the humans, "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world found herself embracing the very shadow that was feared by many. The shadow which always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, but she was also the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets which led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood the first to ink his fangs, had unbeknownst to him formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play toy to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart— or, the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.

(I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com) He was living a normal, happy life. 『When the raven calls thrice at the break of dawn, remember the life you left behind. For it is in the memories of yesteryears that you will find the strength to forge tomorrow』 A loving father and a successful confession. Good looks and top of his class. He had all he wanted, however... 『The raven will guide you to wisdom, but beware its twin; for it brings only sorrow. The path of Odin is paved with both light and darkness. Choose wisely; lest you shall be consumed by it』 It seemed like the threads of eternity had something else planned for him. Severed strands still drift in the cosmos as he was plucked away from one, and planted into another reality. Another world. Universe. Even though reincarnation was the last thing he wanted. 『It was carved in destiny itself』 "Fuck off..." This is the story of a boy becoming a man, an ordinary becoming an unordinary-- the youngest transitioning into the oldest. The guiding star of the north. ********************** This is my first time making a story like this. Hope you enjoy it. Add it to library, comment and review if you like it. Cover is still being made by "Octowobs" This is a temporary cover. Thanks.

Welcome to Vulkan, a land of swordsmen and knights, magicians and sorcerors, summoners and tamers , beasts and monsters, where you can find all kinds of different races, from the biggest giant to the smallest fairy, where anything can happen. The story is told by Zyronia, the God of fate, as he follows the journey of a unordinary group of prisoners as they travel throughout Odyssey. Zyronia should be able to tell the destiny of everyone he looks into, but this strange group seems to avoid his divine powers and distort the fate of everyone around them. Follow up on their journey as they do everything they can to try and be free once again.

Elara Quinn owns a quiet bookstore tucked between forgotten streets and fading memories. After the painful end of her relationship with Rowan Rivera, the only woman who ever truly knew her Elara stumbles upon a mysterious antique pen that allows her to do the unthinkable: Rewrite memories. One heartbreak. One sentence. Rowan is erased from Elara’s mind, from her friends’ lives, from existence itself. But magic has a cost… and fate has a memory of its own. When Rowan walks into Elara’s store months later drawn to her by a pull, neither can explain the past begins to unravel. Fragments of forgotten kisses. Phantom aches. Dreams that taste too real. Elara is haunted by love she can’t remember and a connection she can’t ignore. As magic bends and reality fractures, Elara must make a choice: Rewrite fate again, or finally face the story she tried to erase. Because some love stories aren’t written in ink. They’re etched in soul. “A Girls’ Love Second-Chance Romance” #GirlsLove #GL #SapphicRomance #WLW

“You Scammer! Return me my 10,000-year-old Mystic Jade Staff!” “You lost it fair and square in the gamble, Grand Elder. I can’t help it if your so-called Profound Scrying Eyes couldn’t see through my cups.” “What cups!? Those were the Divine Temple Bells of the Mahayana Temple!” “And?” “Even the Immortal Monarch himself can’t see through them, you thief!” *** “What do you mean you won’t reimburse me for the Flying Sword Insurance I took?” “The terms and conditions clearly state that there will be no reimbursement within the first year of taking out the policy.” “You never said that!” “And you never read the fine print in the contract, Patriarch.” “The fine print that was written with illusory ink!? You bastard!” *** “How did my small loan of 1,000 Immortal Stones turn into a debt of 100,000 Immortal Stones? You loan shark!” “That’s just the power of compounding, my friend.” “You call that compounding? I took the loan last week, you scammer! And I’m not your friend, I’m the goddamn Emperor!” *** “How are you not dead? I saw your corpse with my own eyes!” “My death was greatly exaggerated, Senior Sister.” “You didn’t even have a head!” “Like I said, exaggerated.” *** In the vast world of cultivation, where honor and integrity reign supreme, one man dares to defy the heavens—not with sword or spell, but with deception and trickery. Once a lowly street urchin, Han Yu quickly realized that cultivation required three things: talent, resources, and powerful backers. He had none of those. What he did have, however, was a sharp tongue, quick hands, and a complete lack of shame. From gambling dens to immortal auctions, from conning sect elders to running an interdimensional insurance scam, Han Yu’s reputation spreads across the cultivation world like an unstoppable plague. No treasure is too sacred, no contract too ironclad, and no oath too unbreakable for him to twist to his advantage. Even the mighty Immortal Clans dare not underestimate him—after all, the last sect that tried ended up legally belonging to him. With a growing list of enemies, a debt larger than some celestial empires, and a skillset that consists entirely of loopholes, misdirection, and sheer audacity, Han Yu’s journey to the peak of immortality is anything but conventional. Will he be hunted down by every major power in the realm? Will he accidentally scam his way into becoming an Immortal Emperor? Or will he outwit even fate itself and make the heavens owe him a favor? One thing is certain—when Han Yu is involved, nothing is ever fair, but the house always wins. ------- P.S: This book is set in the universe of Walker of the Words and is in the same time period. Tags: #Comedy #weak to strong #Scamming #Beast companions #Monster Master #World Exploration #Faceslapping #Overpowered Cheats #Pretending to be weak

In the grimy Black Hound Tavern, disgraced hunter Kael Veymar drowns his failures in ale, his father’s shattered crest a noose around his neck. When a Fallen beast attacks him—spewing acid and cryptic threats about the Harbinger—he’s saved by Lyria, a rogue huntress with a deadly smile and a glowing amulet: the Fractalis, stolen by Kael’s father. Their reunion is cut short by Dren, Kael’s former brother-in-arms, who slit Garrik’s throat for the Guild. After a vicious alley fight, Lyria helps Kael escape, but not before a Fallen’s ooze sears his flesh, leaving veins of corruption that **pulse with the Harbinger’s voice. Seeking answers, they flee to Ms. Miller, an old ally who gifts Kael a sword and a warning: "Find Torin. The skulls will whistle your name." But the Guild is closing in. At Celestis Rise Dren is humiliated for his failure, while the Dozen Vanguards receive a bone-chilling letter—its author dead, its ink fresh. The stakes sharpen: - The Fractalis is not what it seems. - And Garrik Veymar’s shadow stretches long from the grave. Now, Kael and Lyria ride toward Godsgrave, where Hunter blades go to die—and where the Harbinger’s eclipse waits to rise. join the books' discord server https://discord.gg/8aRszmmbwf

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

Taufik D'Archy was just an ordinary boy who lived an ordinary life in an ordinary environment. The only thing that seemed unordinary in his life was his father's sudden disappearance. But one day, he wakes up and finds that his ordinary life is destined to change with a Daily Login System that suddenly appears in his life. [The world is not as simple as Master thinks] [Many dangers lurk in the darkness] [Many hidden worlds await Master to explore] [And many mysteries Master must uncover] With the power he gains from the system, can our MC overcome his trials? Let's follow his journey to become the strongest existence as he overcomes the trials one by one... #SlowPace #Doesn'tHaveMuchAction #FastRomance English is not my first language, so sorry if there are any typos, spelling, or grammar mistakes, but... Haa~ No, forget it, I will keep trying to learn and be better, Thank you

Tian Shen was your average unordinary guy—living a monotonous life. One day, fate (or rather, Truck-kun) decided to grant his wish… by sending him flying into another world at 120 km/h. When he woke up again, he found himself in the body of an outer disciple of the Beast Taming Sect. His talent? Nonexistent. His reputation? Of a molester’s. Just when he thought he was doomed to be cannon fodder, a golden screen appeared before him. 『Ding! Congratulations, Host! You have activated the Attribute System.』 『Congrats host, you killed 5th stage of body refining realm cultivator and gained Qi points ×30.』 『Congrats host, you killed 1th stage of Qi refining realm cultivator and gained Luck points ×80.』 『Absorbed white Attribute orb, gained 1-star sword.』 『Absorbed golden Attribute orb, gained divine Artifact.』 Tian Shen: “…Huh?” Armed with his new system, Tian Shen embarks on a ridiculous journey—casually strolling through battlefields to collect fallen attributes, dodging cultivation technique manuals (which drop on his head), and even trolling young masters into fighting just to farm their stats. But as he levels up in the most absurd way possible, he soon realizes… is he cheating too much? Because now, heavenly tribulations, ancient sects, and hidden experts are all eyeing him. Tian Shen: I am favored by the AUTHOR of this book, you lots can't even handle my shoes. *Rumble**Crackle* Again Tian Shen: I-i was just joking, don't take it seriously. **BOOM**

“Fire can burn away the truth, but never the chains buried in the heart.” Ten years ago, a fire consumed the House of Ashvale, taking with it a duke, his wife, and any trace of what really happened that night. In the aftermath, their eldest son, Cyrien, rose as the new duke—brilliant, beloved, and deadly loyal to the Second Prince. But behind the gleaming armor and silken words, he hides a truth inked in blood and soot. Now the Second Prince has crowned himself emperor, after slaughtering his brothers and taking Cyrien’s wife by force. The empire burns from within, and Cyrien, exiled to the war-ridden North, must decide whether to fight for the realm—or destroy it. Meanwhile, deep in the capital’s shadowed alleys, his youngest brother, Kael, and a masked stranger named Lucien, are tracing the scent of truth through smoke and silence. In a land where innocence dies quietly and loyalty is paid in fire, some truths refuse to stay buried. And somewhere above the royal tomb, a single white blossom hangs from a beam—silent witness to a world rotting from the inside out. If the truth is destined to burn... will you be the first to light the flame?

After time-traveling, Su Yunjin thought she had married a lame brutish fellow. As it turned out, not only could the hunter husband do business and hold office, but his leg wasn't lame either. "Wife, take a seat, I'll make the money." "And what about me?" Su Yunjin raised an eyebrow. The man chuckled lowly and pulled out two cute little buns next to him. On each side, the adorable buns clung to Su Yunjin's thighs, "Mommy, we want a little sister!"

Zira is a genius student who has a hobby of reading books. One day her friend Leon finds a mysterious book in a famous library. He realizes that Zira will like the book. Leon gave the book to Zira and Zira began to read the prologue of the book. Zira was surprised at the beginning of the prologue of the book which gave clues to solving the mystery and save the world. The next day zira did not realize when she put the book on her bookshelf, one of her favorite books contracted with the mysterious book. Making two books into 1 and changing the title of the book. When Zira wakes up she receives a mysterious message from someone to find out the origin of the book. Can Zira and Leon find the origin of the book?

In the fog-drenched city of Aetherholt, reality is a fragile draft, constantly rewritten by forgotten gods, forbidden books, and ancient Bureaucracies. Ezren Thren, a quiet orphan with no known past, is found as a child by a mysterious man who tells him something terrifying: “You are going to die. And only you can stop it.” But Ezren is no chosen hero. Not yet. When a strange book binds itself to him a living tome called the Book of Becoming he is dragged into a world of mystic verses, narrative battles, and secrets that rewrite themselves. In this city where stories are power, Ezren learns that names can be stolen, memories forged, and entire cities erased from history. As he uncovers the truth behind the Unwritten, entities that exist in the margins of reality, Ezren must decide whether to write his fate… or let it consume him. With a cast of cursed warriors, masked librarians, and canonbreakers erased from existence, Ezren’s journey will test the boundaries between truth and fiction, author and character, life and ink. Because the deeper he reads, the more he realizes: He might not be the one writing the story after all. other tags for the book are Urban Fantasy,Dark Fantasy, Mystery, Supernatural, Psychological, Slow Burn

Their marriage was a transaction, inked on paper, devoid of affection. Or so he claimed. “What did you expect? That I’d fall for you? That this would become some fairytale?” “I would appreciate it,” she said coldly, “if you can remember that too.” Xia Ruyan, poised and distant, was nothing like the women Mo Yichen had known. She didn’t cry. She didn’t chase. She didn’t flinch. “You’re not worth the effort,” she said, unapologetically brutal. He tried to provoke her. Tried to tear past the mask of composure she wore like armor. But she met his fury with indifference. Moved like he was invisible. Breathed like he wasn’t there. He hated it. Her calm. Her detachment. Her maddening control. “I don’t like games,” he said one last time before turning away. Then, with a dark, curling smirk, he made a promise to himself. Let her pretend she’s above it all. So composed. So unreachable. Sooner or later, Xia Ruyan will break… And Mo Yichen will be the one to shatter her. She doesn’t feel anymore. Not since the day everything she loved was taken from her. Now, she hides emotionlessly behind a wall of ice, like someone who can't be touched....... He feels too much but only for control, power, and winning every game he plays. Cold-hearted and calculating, he’s never let anyone close enough to matter… until her. Two strangers, each carrying wounds the world can’t see, are thrown together by fate. He wants to melt her defenses. She wants to escape his grip. But when fire meets ice, someone always gets burned. Some hearts freeze to survive. Others burn to feel alive. Only the fiercest embers remain.

Born as the fourth prince of a decaying empire, Wu An was raised to be brilliant, polite—and irrelevant. Cast aside by his brothers and ignored by his warlord father, he wore his mask well: the quiet scholar, the forgotten son. But when a strange light drags him from his modern world into a twisted imperial court filled with ancient rites and fractured thrones, he awakens in a body shaped for power—and vengeance. To survive the throne room is to master the battlefield. To win the war is to become a monster. When war erupts in the north, Wu An unleashes a brutal campaign of subterfuge and slaughter. But beneath every victory lies something far more terrifying—visions of monks with bone-bead rosaries, scriptures written in blood, and gods that do not belong to this world. At the heart of the empire is a secret buried in ink and ash, and behind every smile in the capital, a knife waits.

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||

She used to be the part of the world above the clouds, where her smile concealed a thousands expectations and her name opened doors. However, pride-based empires fall apart without warning. Nyara Lioren is also given to the option of a marriage written in ink rather than love when her father's legacy crumbles under scandal and betrayal. Rian Ashford is a person who signed that. Once, under sky full of cherry blossoms, she whispered her heart to that boy. Now will she sign her name beside the man who left her broken under the falling petals? The tale of the girl who lost everything, aside from the heart that would never forget, is one of the fallen grace. Noise doesn't break some hearts. Some simply flourish in the quiet that no one ever hears.

Title:Stolen by the Billionaire Tagline: "She stole a painting. He stole her heart. Description "Catch her!""She's with me. Any problem?" "N-No, Mr. Quinn..." In the chaos of a gallery heist, she was seconds away from being caught—until a mysterious, dangerously handsome man stepped out of the shadows and claimed her as his own. His price?A blind date... and a marriage certificate she never saw coming. But the moment the ink dried, he vanished without a trace. Three years later, he’s back—richer, more powerful, and more possessive than ever. "I want a divorce," she said. "Little thief, I’m never letting you go." "I—I want a divorce!" "No wifey!" "Why?!" "Because you belong to me." And just like that, Alexander Quinn—the most feared and untouchable tycoon in all of Europe—vowed to love, protect, and spoil his runaway bride beyond her wildest dreams.

Maya stepped back, her chest heaving as she avoided Damien’s piercing gaze. “I’m not yours,” she said, her voice trembling, though her words were firm. “I never was. I never will be.” He closed the distance between them in a heartbeat, his hand reaching out to grip the back of her neck, forcing her to meet his storm-filled eyes. “You are mine,” he growled, his voice low and dangerous, his breath mingling with hers. “The universe has already decided. You. Are. Mine.” Before she could protest, his lips claimed hers, rough and unyielding, stealing the words she wasn’t sure she wanted to say *********************************************************** She was just a simple village girl, living a quiet life in the heart of the countryside—innocent, kind, and completely unaware of the power her existence holds. When strangers from the city arrived in her village, seeking water and shelter, she thought she was just being hospitable. But scent sparked something primal in the heart of one visitor, her life changed forever. He was not just a man—he was an Alpha. The moment he caught her scent, he knew she was his. But She was human, untouched by the world of wolves and unaware of the dangerous power struggles in his pack. Determined to make her his, the Alpha stays in her village, weaving his way into her father’s trust to win her hand in marriage. But their union is only the beginning of her struggles. ***PLEASE NOT THAT THIS STORY ONLY UPDATES WEEKLY 3 CHAPTER************ *********THIS IS SLOW BURN ROMANCE*****************

In the year 2025, a curious linguist named Liam Routh discovers an ancient, untitled book hidden deep within the archives of a massive private library. Bound in leather and sealed with a forgotten symbol—a sun pierced by three arrows—the book claims to hold the true story of Kael of No-Name, a boy erased from his powerful family line over four thousand years ago. As Liam begins to read, the air shifts. The ink glows. And suddenly, he’s not just reading the story—he’s living it. Transported to a time of ruthless warlords, forgotten gods, and wild desert lands, Liam follows the audacious journey of Kael: a castaway prince turned rebel dreamer who escapes his tyrannical bloodline to forge a kingdom of laughter, love, and freedom in a land untouched by empire. With a band of misfits by his side—including a drunk who thinks he’s royalty, a seductive thief, and a spear-wielding queen—Kael dares to challenge fate, conquer chaos, and rewrite history. But kingdoms built on ideals are often the first to be tested by war.

He woke up in a world made of broken stories… with no name, no past, and a pen that rewrites reality. The sky is torn like paper. The ground bleeds ink. And everywhere he turns, rules try to kill him. He’s not a hero. Not a villain. Not even a side character. He doesn’t belong in the story. But the Quill of Contradiction in his hand lets him bend the plot, defy the laws, and erase even Protagonists—at a cost. Every time he rewrites the world... he loses something of himself. Hunted by gods, watched by Readers, and stalked by the Narrator himself, he must uncover the truth: Why was he erased? What did he forget? And who is powerful enough to delete a name from every story ever written? ——— A genre-bending, reality-breaking epic for fans of mystery systems, anti-heroes, and psychological thrillers. Welcome to the story that shouldn’t exist.

The Unwritten Void Paradox In a world written by gods and ruled by fate, one forgotten girl rewrites everything. Liss Hoshino was never meant to exist. Born in silence, erased from prophecy, and rejected by the Twelve Holy Gods, she lived her early life as a nameless shadow in a world bound by divine narrative. But when she accidentally devours the sleeping mind of Ling Kushi — the being known as Azathoth — Liss becomes the living seal of a forgotten truth, and the very fabric of reality begins to unravel. Together with her best friends — Elyse, the soft-spoken healer who later becomes a paradoxic goddess of memory and rage; Thessaly, the stoic swordmaiden bound by love and oaths; and Ayan, the cursed prince of lost time — Liss must survive divine trials, memory wars, and cosmic predators that hunt anomalies. But the gods are watching. The Pale King remembers. And the Void is whispering… again. As timelines fracture and love becomes the last source of power, Liss must choose: Obey the fate written by divine ink… or become the girl who breaks the pen.

✨ The Fall of an Angel ✨ A Rebirth. A Mystery. A Second Chance in a World of Magic. Angel Galván had it all—wealth, prestige, and the corner office of a powerful corporation. But when he stood on the rooftop one quiet night, haunted by regrets and dreams left unrealized, a shadowed figure pushed him into the abyss. His life ended in a blink… and then began again. He awakens not in the afterlife, but in the arms of a young, vibrant version of his mother—in a world where magic is real, beasts lurk in the mountains, and destiny is written not in ink, but in aura and steel. Reborn as a child with the full knowledge of his past life, Angel must navigate this strange new realm of supernatural clans, ancient powers, and political intrigue. As he grows, he discovers a mysterious force awakening within him—one that sets him apart from others. But the question remains: Who pushed him? Why was he sent here? And is this second life truly a gift… or a curse? In this emotional and epic fantasy tale, The Fall of an Angel explores the weight of regret, the power of imagination, and the thrill of discovering one’s true purpose in a world reborn.

This world unravels many stories and tragedies. This world holds a million facts and mysteries. There's no threshold that can lead humanity to the limits of mortality. ======== Dimension, time, and matter are a unified element that balances the universe. What limits them is the human mind itself. However, in essence, many things exist and even coexist with our world—something far beyond our comprehension or that has existed for a long time but whose presence isn't acknowledged. On the surface, life appears to proceed normally, but only a select few know what lies behind the curtain. This is the beginning of a story: about finding life amid the veins, about controlling fire in piles of dry leaves, and about understanding norms among billions of people. Who are these individuals being referred to? Are they humans with special abilities? Yet, known as saviors and benevolent heroes akin to a Just Queen, could it be that they are hidden from society? Or perhaps they are the ones who conceal themselves. If so, it's fitting that they call BIN Bhayangkara their home, more so than where they originated. ========= "Welcome to the threshold of death" — those are the words they'll utter before someone is dragged away from justice and laws they consider merely ink on paper.

It was just another day — or so it seemed. The wind howled like wolves on the hunt, lightning carved veins across the ink-black sky, and thunder growled with a voice not its own. Neer, having a bad day thought, 'What could go more wrong?' But fate, cruel and unseen, Had only just begun to whisper. That thought — fleeting, bitter — Was the doorway to his nightmare. A moment unnoticed, Where reality tore like fragile paper. The world twisted, bled, and breathed anew — A waking hell, clawing through the seams of reason. The unsaid was spoken, The impossible turned real. Imagination rose from shadowed corners, Draped in flesh and breath. Nightmares, once chained in sleep, Now walked beside the living — Silent. Watching. Waiting.