Hammer Session

My name is Shay. Just Shay. Every morning at five, I kick off my day like anyone else—cereal, eggs, or toast. Then comes the routine brushing session where I make it a point to avoid eye contact with the damn bogey in the mirror. Typical, right? I’ve got a roommate—a werewolf. We’re best friends and classmates, tackling school like it’s any normal day. After classes, I head to my job as a bartender at a nearby pub. It’s a cozy spot, where apart from your regular humans, other creatures also get together for a drink. Yep, vampires and shapeshifters have their pint nights too. Aside from these quirks, my life was relatively normal — until everything turned upside down. The peacefulness of the night seems to be over, the Fifth King is preparing for war — perhaps for world domination —, and common sense has evaporated somewhere along the way. Life was pretty standard, aside from the supernatural quirks, until it wasn’t. The peace of the night shattered, the Fifth King is gearing up for war—or maybe world domination—and somewhere along the way, logic took a vacation. Now, here I am, smack in the middle of this glorious mess, trying to figure out how I went from a normal guy to being tangled in what feels like the prelude to a world-ending saga.

Tetsuo Kawaguchi, a young man with a tragic and messed up past that made him unable to express or feel any kind of emotion passed the entrance exams and enrolled into Toshigawa Academy. After playing basketball again in a gym session he felt as if something was slowly changing within him. After various encounters with other like minded people passionate about the sport and his little sister persuading him to play again, Tetsuo joins the team in order to not only play the sport that he loved as a child but also to change.

Just a warning the first few chapters may be worse because I wrote them when I couldn't write well but in my opinion 15+ chapters will be much better than the previous ones, please give it a chance. 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.

Abraham Shepherd, a middle-aged office worker, wakes up in the middle of a lush forest on a mysterious island, far from the concrete jungle he used to call home. Sunlight streams through the trees, and as he shakes off the confusion, he realizes he’s not just waking up from a nap. He's been given a second chance at life! After meeting a tragic end during an intense gaming session, Abraham finds himself in a world bursting with color and adventure. Memories of his old life flood back—filled with loneliness and stress—but instead of feeling lost, he discovers a spark of determination. This new place offers him a shot at something different. As he sets off to figure out how to survive and thrive, he stumbles upon a mysterious system that promises to change everything. With new challenges ahead and unexpected powers at his fingertips, Abraham is ready to embrace this wild journey. Can he carve out a new life in this strange world, or will his past come back to haunt him? Join Abraham as he steps into the adventure of a lifetime starting on this uncharted island! | Initializing Naval Gacha System… | ――――― Do you want to read a story about a protagonist summoning modern warships into a fantasy world? Well, here it is! The Naval Gacha System: It's Time To Monopolize The Seven Seas!

Susan, the only survivor for the State Secret Service; Hybrid Human Program is used by the Conglomerate to carry out tasks just not meant for normal humans. After numerous therapy sessions with different therapists Susan finally meets Levi, the only therapist spared from her death penalty and only person she listened to. A secret relationship begins to grow between Susan and Levi. While Susan still carries out her missions for the Conglomerate. Can the relationship blossom with the type of job Susan operates? What happens when the Conglomerate find out? Sit back and prepare to unwind.

Two women meet at a strip club and get hammered. 19 year old Rachel and 22 year old Jessica. Though strangers, they hit it off immediately as both are currently also working as strippers and occasionally hookers in other bars across the city. They decide to exchange numbers and stay in touch for the sake of opportunity. A few weeks pass, when Jessica calls Rachel saying that there are two spots temporarily opening up in a high end Gentlemen's Club in the neighboring city. They decide to fly out to dance and make a higher income by staying for two days. Racheal wants to get into the pants of the rich clientele who visit the club and hopefully make enough money to cover rent for a year. Jessica wants to get pregnant and extort the father. she is desperate for a proper Sugar Daddy. However, after dancing for one night the two of them get caught up with a criminal minded man and his sly fiancée. Racheal realizes that Jessica has a very messy past and now she's been roped into it by agreeing to accompany her out here. Fatherless kids, overbearing ex, concerned mother in law, sex trafficking, murder.....as the next 24 hours unfold the Racheal realizes she needs to get out of the city ASAP! And though she is resentful towards the crazy bitch who brought her here, she's also unwilling to leave her behind.

Five years after their bitter breakup and the bankruptcy of their shared publishing dream, literary agent Maya Chen and audio producer Marcus Taylor are forced to confront their past when a high-stakes book project brings them together. Maya needs the perfect producer for her client's memoir to secure her position as the youngest junior partner at Preston & Associates. Marcus's award-winning Soundcraft Studios could be exactly what she needs – if only she can keep their complicated history from interfering with business. But working together proves more challenging than either expected. As they guide author Elena Reyes through recording her family's story of food, culture, and resilience, Maya and Marcus find themselves facing echoes of their own narrative. Each recording session peels back layers of professional polish to reveal wounds that never properly healed. The intimate nature of audio production forces them into close quarters, where old chemistry crackles beneath new boundaries. When rival agent Peter Walsh threatens to poach their star author, Maya and Marcus must decide if they can trust each other enough to fight for more than just this project. A power outage during a crucial recording session leaves them literally in the dark, forcing conversations they've avoided for years. As they help Elena capture the authentic voice of her family's story, they begin to rediscover their own voices – and the possibility that some love stories deserve a second take. With their careers and hearts on the line, Maya and Marcus learn that sometimes the most powerful stories are the ones that break all the rules. Like a skilled audio engineer finding the perfect mix, they must balance past and present, pride and vulnerability, ambition and love to create something entirely new from the pieces of their broken dreams. "Remastered Hearts" is a story about second chances, creative passion, and the courage to risk everything for a love worth repeating – this time with better production value.

``` TERMINÉ ! Extrait : Il y a un an, Raine a été libérée de l'institution mentale et a dû vivre dans l'orphelinat. Ce n'était pas le meilleur endroit. Surtout pas pour quelqu'un comme elle. Jusqu'à cette nuit fatidique où elle l'a rencontré. *** Il arrêta la voiture. L'étreinte sur la couverture se resserra alors que Raine se demandait si elle avait fait quelque chose de mal. Elle le sentait lorsque Torak tendait la main vers elle. Va-t-il me frapper ? Raine frissonna à cette pensée. Torak repoussa la capuche de sa tête et replaça doucement ses cheveux derrière son oreille. "Ne fais pas ça." Il dit fermement, "Je veux te voir, ne te cache pas..." ************** "L'esprit de l'ange gardien insufflera une nouvelle vie à l'enfant humain. Trois anges gardiens naîtront de nouveau dans le monde terrestre et vous trois serez leurs protecteurs." "Protecteurs !?" s'exclama Jedrek. Finalement, il s'arrêta de marcher et se retourna pour regarder la déesse lunaire de loin, ses yeux luisants de colère rouge. Son loup était furieux. "Pourquoi penses-tu que nous aiderons ?" demanda Kace en rétrécissant ses yeux noirs d'obsidienne, son loup prenant le contrôle de lui. Il était le plus jeune des trois et le moins colérique d'entre eux. Les trois étaient maudits par Sélène à cause de leur action féroce pour acquérir un pouvoir suprême et une autorité. La déesse lunaire ne les a pas bénis avec une âme sœur comme punition de leur manière atroce et les a forcés à s'impliquer dans cette guerre mortelle avec les démons. "Vous allez nous transformer en esclaves pour ces créatures maladives !?" demanda Torak avec incrédulité. "N'as-tu pas peur que nous les brisions en deux ?" L'ange gardien était si fragile et eux, en tant que lycanthropes, n'appréciaient pas les faiblesses. "Non, vous ne le ferez pas." dit Sélène avec patience. "Vous ne serez pas leurs esclaves ni ne leur ferez de mal, vous les chérirez de toutes les manières possibles." Jedrek rit menaçant en entendant cela, ils se fichaient de la résurrection de la bête, une fois qu'elle traversait leur territoire, avec ou sans l'ange gardien, il déchirerait leur corps en morceaux. "Je serai la dernière personne qu'ils verront, une fois que je les trouverai." Il faisait référence à l'ange gardien et au démon. Mais, la prochaine voix de Sélène était empreinte de bonne humeur lorsqu'elle parla. "Tu ne blesseras pas ton âme sœur." ============================ Session 1 (chapitre 1 - 394) : Torak Donovan - Raine (terminée). Session 2 (chapitre 395 - 628) : Kace Donovan - Espérance (terminée) Session 3 (chapitre 629 - 1083) : Jedrek Donovan - Lilac (terminée) Session 4 (chapitre 1084 - en cours) : Histoires annexes ============================ Ceci est une histoire de loup-garou et bien sûr de la fantasy ! Comme tout le monde a sa propre version de la vie surnaturelle, voici que j'essaie d'écrire la mienne. Si vous avez lu d'autres histoires de loups-garous, vous remarquerez qu'il y a des similitudes et des différences. ============================ ***Attention ! L'anglais n'est pas ma langue maternelle, il est donc possible que vous trouviez des erreurs grammaticales (je ne l'ai pas fait intentionnellement), si cela vous met mal à l'aise, veuillez me le faire savoir afin que je puisse corriger cela. *Vous êtes prévenus ^^ Toute critique constructive est la bienvenue ! .......................................................................................... ##Rencontrez-moi sur Instagram : jikan_yo_tomare ##Couverture par : @Gisel.arts Découvrez mes autres histoires : **PURPLE DAWN TILL DUSK: dearest through the time **THE STORY OF DUSK ```

Ivano Esposito He is smart, dashing, single and FATHER to a prankster baby named Lorenzo aka Enzo and has an estranged brother named Emiliano Esposito. His one glare can make people beg for mercy. To keep an eye on his son he needs a 24/7 nanny service. And in lockdown it is difficult to find that! Idhaya Ricci To consider her beautiful is the truth but classy? No, she has no time and money to maintain a class. Running a successful business for years and seeing the same business ruining is hard, but she has no other option or maybe she has? The journey with no particular end but happiness is hard to find and even harder to maintain. How they both will come on the same page of love? Contemporary love angle in the Novel: Aida De Luca, a psychiatrist and school principal managing her lonely life and Emiliano Esposito, elder son and successor of Esposito Empire, never thought he will require sessions but seems that he does. Carmelia Bianchi, a drug addict and mother  to Lorenzo and a hellion and other than that she has nothing noteworthy to offer. While Tristan Rossi hates her but he gets this pull towards her for which the reasons are unknown. Francessa Santorini, a social worker and single child who lived her life without worries but offers her best to the mankind. She met the most controlled man, Alessandro Rossi in the most un-organic way but got her heart attached to him.

When Peter is transported to a brutal, system-driven world where every individual gains power, skills, and a clear path forward through their System… he gets nothing. No stats. No abilities. Just straw sandals and a looming death sentence. Forced into a military training regime where strength determines survival, Peter must rely on sheer grit, sharp wit, and an unconventional cultivation path alongside his fiercely determined ally, Thea, and the kind-hearted healer, Elric. Together, they must navigate grueling battles, deadly beasts, and the oppressive weight of a world designed for those blessed by the System. But Peter refuses to accept his fate. If the System won’t grant him power, he’ll carve his own path—one bruised knuckle and painstaking cultivation session at a time.

Zara's eyes were glued to Xavier's bare chest, unable to look away. The sculpted muscles, the deep V-line, the way his sweatpants hung low on his hips—she couldn't help but be captivated. It was as if her brain had short-circuited, and all logic had left her. She moved a step closer, almost unconsciously, her hand lifting as if to touch his chest. Before her fingers could make contact, Xavier's quick reflexes caught her wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh, and he raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an amused expression. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low but laced with a hint of teasing. Zara, startled but determined not to show weakness, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, trying to save face. "What do you mean? Why are you walking around shirtless?" she countered, trying to shift the focus off herself. Xavier's smirk deepened, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm not the one sneaking around in other people's rooms, Zara. You're the one who barged in here." Zara blinked, her mind scrambling to find an excuse. "Oh, right," she muttered, still not sure how to explain her behavior. She gave him a sheepish grin, but her eyes darted back to his chest, trying to look casual. "I was just… looking for something," she said, her words trailing off as she tried to think of a better lie. Xavier didn't buy it for a second. Slowly, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Zara instinctively took a step back, but Xavier followed, not giving her any space to escape. Her heart raced as she backed up again, trying to keep some distance between them, but Xavier wasn't making it easy. "Trying to run away now?" Xavier teased, his voice laced with playful challenge. He moved another step forward, and Zara continued retreating, her back now against the wall. Her breath hitched as she realized she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't trying to run away," Zara said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. "Just, you know, I… I don't want to intrude. I just—"  But Xavier wasn't interested in her stammering excuses. His gaze remained locked on her, and as he stepped closer, his hand that had caught her wrist slowly slid down to her fingers, brushing against her skin. The gentle touch sent an unexpected shiver down her spine. Zara's heart hammered in her chest, and she took another step back, this time bumping into the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't help but feel the heat building between them, the tension so thick it was almost palpable. Xavier, now mere inches from her, tilted his head, his lips curling into a playful grin. "I think you're lying," he murmured, his voice soft, but full of mischief. "You were trying to touch my chest, weren't you?" Zara's face flushed with heat, and she tried to push back against him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. She cleared her throat, trying to recover some of her composure. "Maybe I was," she admitted, her voice low. "But, um… so what? It's not like you're making it easy to ignore." Xavier's grin widened as he leaned even closer, his body just inches away from hers. The closeness was overwhelming, and Zara's mind started to spin. She could feel the heat radiating off his chest, and she had to fight the urge to reach up and touch it again. "Is that so?" Xavier whispered, his breath warm against her ear. He placed his hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place as he stared down at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You sure about that?".

[When a Veteran Gamer Becomes the Game's Villain, Can the World Still Be Saved?] [Villain + Light-hearted Fun + Semi-invincible + MMORPG = Ultimate Enjoyment!] After completing his seventeenth game order in an all-night session, Victor unexpectedly finds himself reborn into a game world he knows like the back of his hand—as its infamous villain, no less. In the original storyline, he was destined to face the hostility of the entire world alone: - The proud female Valkyrie leader (his fiancée) longs to take his life - An all-powerful female heiress dreams of burying him alive - The Grand Duke wants to tear him to pieces - Even the stray dogs on the street bare their teeth at him Now, this "villain" possesses a player's cool-headed mindset and comprehensive knowledge of the game world. Faced with a predetermined death sentence and countless players coveting his experience points, how will Viktor use his profound understanding of the game and his calm, rational mind to turn the tables? Can he establish an unbeatable position in this world? When a player who has mastered the game's mechanics becomes the villain within the game, what kind of sparks will fly? In this marvelous journey filled with strategy, humor, and unexpected twists: - Every level-up could be a life-or-death decision - The line between villain and hero blurs under Viktor's careful calculations - What kind of chemical reaction will occur when game skills collide with real-world magic? - Will Viktor's gaming skills and his newly formed alliance with the evil god be enough to change the tide? Are you ready? Step into Viktor's world, where the "villain" has never been so charismatic, and the future? Well, who can say for sure?

Theo Greene is the kind of person everyone on campus seems to know—and like. A sophomore theater major with a passion for helping others and dancing, Theo lives his life with an open heart and an open mind. Whether it’s helping his classmates rehearse lines, offering snacks during late-night study sessions, or smiling at strangers in the dining hall, Theo believes that kindness is its own kind of magic. But his optimism is put to the test when Caleb Rivera walks into his life—or rather, into their shared dorm room. Caleb, a junior, who for some reason is still living on campus and is getting paired with Sophomores for dorms, is a chemical engineering major and the university’s star soccer player, is Theo's polar opposite in every way. Known for his smoldering (tangled getting to me bro) good looks, sharp jawline, and piercing gaze, Caleb is as popular as he is unapproachable. He keeps most people at arm’s length, speaking only when necessary and letting his reputation do the talking. Rumors swirl about his cold demeanor—some say he’s arrogant, others claim he’s a serial killer. The truth? Caleb just doesn’t care enough to correct them, he's just a chill guy. Theo quickly discovers that Caleb’s standoffishness isn’t limited to strangers. Caleb ignores him whenever possible, leaving their dorm in chaos, coming and going without explanation, and offering little more than gruff one-word responses to Theo's friendly gestures. It’s a frustrating dynamic, especially for someone like Theo, who is just trying to be nice. The only time Caleb shows a hint of warmth is when he’s with his two younger brothers, Jake and Lucas, one of a freshman and the other a sophomore and one of Theo's good friends. Theo watches with curiosity and envy as Caleb transforms around them—his sharp edges softening, his rare smile breaking through the facade. It’s clear he loves his brothers fiercely, even if he keeps the rest of the world at bay. Determined to crack the mystery of Caleb Rivera, Theo starts to notice things that don’t add up. The way Caleb’s eyes linger when he thinks no one’s looking. The rare moments of quiet vulnerability, like when Caleb flips through an old, well-worn journal or stares out the window, lost in thought. And then there’s the night Theo overhears Caleb defending him to a group of students mocking his kindness. That moment changes everything. Theo's curiosity turns into something deeper—an unshakable desire to understand Caleb, to figure out why he’s built such high walls around himself. Despite Caleb’s icy demeanor, Theo refuses to give up. He starts leaving small acts of kindness for Caleb to stumble upon: a cup of coffee on a stressful morning, ironing his shirts, or a note of encouragement slipped into one of Caleb’s textbooks. At first, Caleb brushes them off, but slowly, begrudgingly, he starts to let his guard down. What starts as awkward exchanges about soccer games and theater projects evolves into something deeper—confessions of childhood dreams, fears, and the weight of expectations. Theo learns that Caleb’s coldness isn’t born of arrogance but of pain—an armor forged by betrayal and heartbreak. Caleb, in turn, discovers that Theo's kindness is not a naïve veneer but a choice—a strength rooted in his own battles with loneliness and rejection. As their connection grows, so do the challenges they face. Caleb’s popularity puts them under the microscope of campus gossip, and misunderstandings threaten to drive a wedge between them. Theo struggles with his own insecurities, wondering if he can ever be enough for someone like Caleb, while Caleb wrestles with the fear of letting someone in only to lose them. Through it all, Theo finds himself falling for the boy who once seemed incapable of love, and Caleb discovers that maybe he doesn’t hate everyone after all. This is unrecognizable by yours truly.

Sevi, a computer science student dedicated to fitness, is known among his friends as a "No Girlfriend Since Birth" (NGSB) kind of person. After a workout session, he heads home to unwind with a new game, Vengeance in Progress. Intrigued by its premise of a neglected prince seeking revenge, Sevi begins playing. Just as the game's tension peaks, his laptop glitches and freezes. "Ughh, not again!" Sevi groans, frustrated with his malfunctioning laptop. Suddenly, the screen emits a bright flash, revealing an otherworldly interface that prompts him to select a player. "Wha-- Before Sevi can react, another flash envelops the room. He finds himself in a luxurious medieval setting, dressed as a young duke with a plump figure, silver hair, and purple eyes. Staring at his new reflection in disbelief, he mutters, "No freaking way, I'm actually that fatso in the game." A screen flashes before him: [Once again, welcome to Vengeance in Progress v2, Young master Sevi.] [Capture the hearts of heroines and make meaningful experiences!] "Capture the what?" mass releases randomly

Within the virtual world of “Avalon Online”, Finn, or otherwise known as “Echo” within the game, was one of its greatest players. After logging off from a long session, however, he notices something awry outside of his apartment. The streets were flooded with chaos, screams echo through the night, and hell is loot loose. Monsters from Avalon Online are running through the streets, wrecking havoc. In the midst of this hellish awakening, Finn is greeted with the one gift bestowed to humanity in this dark hour: [...Assessing life experience…] [Assessment Complete] [Name: Finn Thorne] [Age: 20] [Designated Class: Assassin] [Starting Level: 5] [A [Legacy System] has been bestowed to you for your accomplishments within Avalon.] [Assimilation System Awakened.] In this twisted turn, as the world as it was once known is gone with the arrival of magic and monsters, the remnants of humanity must level up if they wish to survive. Finn is left in this dark, hopeless apocalypse, using his own experience from Avalon Online to best survive what seems to be an impossible task. -- Daily updates at 9 AM PST Support for bonus chapters

Selene, a girl haunted by a cruel stepmother and the memory of her mother, found herself caught in a royal web of obligation. A decree from the king demanded a marriage of convenience—a forced union with Prince Damon, rumored to be the devil himself. Her stepmother, driven by her own wicked ambitions, shoved Selene into this treacherous arrangement, forcing her to stand in for the step-mother’s daughter, Merceline. Damon, the brooding second prince of Beville, was under pressure from his family to marry. He'd always kept a distance, but when he met Selene, with her startlingly vibrant green eyes, something shifted within him. There was a spark, a connection he couldn't ignore. This wasn't just a political alliance; it felt... different. "Selene, look at me. It's not what you think," Damon urged, his voice low and husky. "Stop," Selene whispered, backing away, her heart hammering against her ribs. "I don't want to hear anything." Damon's touch, though gentle at first, lingered on her skin. He wanted to reach into the turmoil he saw in her eyes, to unravel the secrets she held within. "I love you, Selene, my sweet wife," he murmured, his voice laced with a desperate plea. "I can't hide it anymore." Selene, caught in a whirlwind of feelings, found herself drawn to Damon's intensity. He was everything she'd never dared to hope for. But deep down, a fear of the unknown lurked within her. "Answer me, wife," he pressed. "I... I don't know what to say," she stammered, her breath catching in her throat. "I didn't hear that," he said, a hint of steel in his tone. "Repeat yourself." His touch tightened. He pinched her chin, and a flicker of pain laced her confusion, but he quickly followed that with a tender kiss on her chin, smoothing away any sign of distress. "Give me time to sort out my feelings before I confess to you," Selene whispered, her voice barely audible. Her heart pounded. "Good," Damon murmured, and then, with no warning, his lips met hers. Their encounter was just the beginning of a dangerous game. Their forced marriage hid a passion that burned hotter than any decree, and one question hung heavy in the air: could their hearts find a way through the politics and deceit, or would the rumors of the devil prince become a chilling reality?

In a world where unexpected connections can lead to transformative experiences, the assignment of Aaron to tutor Jamie sets the stage for a narrative ripe with potential. Both students come from different walks of life—Aaron, the diligent overachiever striving for academic excellence, and Jamie, the laid-back free spirit struggling to keep up. As they navigate the complexities of their tutoring sessions, a bond begins to form, blurring the lines between friendship and something deeper. Will their shared moments of laughter, vulnerability, and discovery cultivate a romance that neither of them saw coming? As they delve into lessons of business studies and heart, the question lingers: can love truly blossom amidst textbooks and spreadsheets?

Being the daughter of a famous dragon hunter has its perks and annoyances. One perk Everscent likes is that she has access to things other people normally wouldn't. For instance, getting noticed by the Dragon God Chaos and receiving his blessing, giving her access to the system. There's no way she would have drawn the attention of a shadow god if she wasn't related to her parents. A second perk is getting one on one sparring sessions and being able to afford a tutor to help her control her blessing. At least, if they can find one strong enough to handle the powerful darkness she wields. An annoying perk would be all the expectations that are put on her shoulders. "Your mother is a strict Headmistress for the number one academy in the world and your father is an anointed Hunter to a High Lord who won the national tournament. How powerful are you?" Only she is powerful, she just can't control it so she doesn't use it. Often, at least. Well, only when it's convenient. However, now that Everscent is twenty years of age, she can go with her older brother to the academy to follow her family legacy. To join the tournament and become a dragon hunter. Well, just as soon as she masters the rest of her blessing. However, one mistake makes her entire first year tense and unforgettable. No one likes a pissed off King breathing down their neck, Ever especially. Not when her brother is starting to act weird. Not when demons are sneaking into the academy, and not when dragons are attacking with the Dra'koni. Is it just her or does everything just have bad timing? *** Two daggers sit atop a white marble pillar, protected by a dome of glass. While the hilts and crossguards match, the blades are different. One is made of a pale, shiny metal, while the other is crafted from dark obsidian. At the center of their hilts are round opal stones. Everscent leans closer, her hands pressing against the glass as she gapes at the lovely weapons. "What are you doing?" The deep, quiet voice makes her yelp and she jumps away from the dragon-blessed item. Everscent spins around and finds a dark figure leaning against the doorframe leading to the room she's in. Is he here to steal it too? Has word already gotten out about it being transferred here already? That's so annoying… Ding [Profile blocked from viewing.] Everescent's eyebrows furrow as she averts her eyes from her system screen to her new guest. How strong does he have to be to do that? A low grade wouldn't have been able to get past the Honeycomb Barrier. Everscent narrows her eyes. If he truly is that strong, can he see her profile window? He isn't giving anything away that he does. "Wha–" Her voice cracks, and she cuts herself off to clear her throat. Dang it. "Me? What about you?" The guy doesn't respond at first, then he hums. He gazes up at something behind her and taps a finger against the fabric of his pants. Then he pushes himself off of the doorframe, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, steps closer. "I asked you first," he shrugs. She tilts her head, why does he seem so familiar? "I got curious." She glares at him. She takes him in from head to toe. "I wanted to see it." "Seeing doesn't require touching, now does it, little thief?" She can hear smugness in his tone. Ever's hands curl into fists. Who the hell is this guy? "It's your turn," she snaps, nodding at him. "Why are you here?" "Just," he pauses, and reaches up to scratch the top of his head and then sighs, "doing some old man a favor." Old man? Her eyebrows furrow. "What–" He cuts her off. Suddenly, he's inches away from her, his eyes squinting as he smiles wide from beneath his mask. His eyelashes are so long. "You talk too much." He murmurs softly.

MC found a wonderful door during the eve of the spirit energy revival. This door connected him to an endless miniature world and he realized that the living creatures in this world were smaller than even ants. He could create an endless tempest with a breath, cause a torrential downpour with a sneeze, shatter city walls with a punch, and level mountains with a footstep. The many dwarves revered him and regarded him as the creator of their world. They prayed fervently to him and offered him sacrifices . "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Book of Wisdom, to you. You have obtained the ability to know everything." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a worlid item, Gravity Ball, to you. You have obtained the ability to control boundless gravity." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Lightning God's Hammer, to you. You have obtained the almighty power of lightning." With the help of what he gained in the alternate dimension, MC obtained almighty power on Earth. He looked down on humanity and became an omnipotent God, to the fervent prayers of millions of followers! All profit (powerstone) goes to webnovel. Part time Editor and Translator.

"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him. "Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest. "Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face. "Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up. Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. "Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip. He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream. "Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed. "Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body. ... Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?

The Power of Music: Part 1 A humorous and lighthearted tale of a guy's day out at Kabianga, which starts with a fitness session in his quirky gym attire and evolves into a comedic adventure on the football field—or lack thereof. Disappointed by the absence of a casual match, he stumbles upon "Frustration Square," where he meets a girl sitting alone. Attempting to impress her with awkward humor, he fumbles his way through their interaction until music saves the day. As Perfect Design by Nyashinski plays, the song unexpectedly creates a connection between them—until his cheeky pause leaves her singing the wrong lyrics. What happens next? Stay tuned for Part 2!

In a the modern world where a system panel had shocked the world, claiming that Dungeons and monster were going to invade this World. The system asked them to choose a Class and Skill before the monster apppear. At first they were puzzle, then turn to horror as the monster start to slaughter them without a care in the world. Many human died on that day, and one unfortunate girl name Lyra happen to be killed by the hand of those monster. She died while trying to protect her family. Lyra parents could only watch their daughter be crushed by the giant hammer. Then a strange ethereal aura emitted from their daughter's form, beautiful wings sprouded from her back, and a burst of shockwaves knocked the monster away. The Parents Eyes widen at the sight, their back hiting the wall as they were not spared by the shockwaves. It cause them great pain But that didn't matter to them, they were more shock at their daughter. How could their daughter be Alive? Where did the wings come from? Did their daughter come back to protect them again?! Had their daughter become a Fallen Angel!? Their daughter love them so much that she rejected Heaven and come back to the living world just to be with them instead?! Many question haunted their mind, staring at the back of their daughter's wings and the blue aura she emitted. "Where the heck am I!?" The daughter asked herself, Her face filed with confusion before it turn into dismay as soon as she locked eyes at the monster in front of her. *Woods—I mean Woosh* The monster run away with its tail behind its back, as if it saw death itself staring directly at its very own soul. "Eh? it got scared?" The girl exclaim with a puzzled tone. [Ding! Faith System Is activated] [Ding! Opening Diamond Faith Ticket and Two Golden Faith Ticket] [Ding! You gain: [ Zafkiel ] [ Consumable Card: Garou ] [ Ten Shadow Technique: Rabbit Escape ] ......... ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| A/N: How was it? Curious are ya? A/N: This Novel is Inspired by [ I'm a Loli Clone ] Novel and [ I'm a Loli ] Novel, Both Novel are Written by [ The_Imperfect_Idol ]. A/N: Slow Update by the Way...Maybe One Chapter or Two Chapter per month? Idk. A/N: I'm not a professional Writer, in fact! This Is my first time writing~ A/N: English is not! And definitely will Never be my First Languages! As much as I want it to be~ A/N: This Novel is for my own satisfaction—since daydreaming about this novel—Didn't work anymore~ (T^T)

This story revolves around a Supreme Invincible Main Character (MC), one who embodies absolute dominance and fearlessness. You need never worry about his survival or mercy, for this MC resolves every conflict with effortless superiority—be it a single, devastating slap or a session of brutal torture before his enemies meet their end. His path is one of unrelenting power, where weakness is nonexistent, and every action underscores his unrivaled supremacy.

Link's soul traversed into the Wizard World, delightfully obtaining the Krypton Card Drawing System. With his first draw being the "Mind Closure Technique," his cultivation progress far surpassed his fellow apprentices. He conducted research, carried out experiments, published papers, and obtained patents. In this highly advanced civilization of a fantastical world, he climbed to the peak step by step. He campaigned across the Heavens, admired countless bizarre landscapes, and conquered one innovative civilization after another.

Space rifts appeared on Earth, leading to the arrival of creatures humanity once thought were nothing more than myths. These beings descended, causing catastrophic events across the planet. Carnage. That was one of the many words used to describe the world after their descent. Luckily, every disaster comes with an opportunity. A game-like panel appeared in front of humanity, granting them abilities and a fighting chance. But even with this newfound power, humanity lacked the time to adapt. Pushed into a corner, they were forced to abandon Earth. With the help of the elves, humanity relocated to a newly discovered, unoccupied planet—a fresh start and a vast world waiting to be explored. Jeff, a youth with a bright smile and an energetic aura, was among the few lucky ones to awaken an innate ability. Not just any ability—it was unique, one that placed him on par with the strongest survivors of humanity. His ability? Weapon Manifestation. It allowed him to conjure weapons out of thin air, weapons that could evolve into legendary forms. The strongest survivor wielded Sword Manifestation, a weapon that cut through armies. The second strongest wielded Spear Manifestation, dominating the battlefield with precision and power. Finally, the day came when Jeff fulfilled the requirements to evolve his ability. Everyone was eager to see what weapon he’d manifest. Would it be a sword? A spear? Perhaps an axe, hammer, bow, staff, shield, or even a gun? But as the light settled, the weapon revealed itself. “A PICKAXE?!” everyone exclaimed, their disbelief echoing.

The world has failed its cataclysmic event and hence became useless to the god in charge of it. So, it was abandoned and left to die. The dominant species of the world at the time, Draconids, created the System to prevent complete destruction, but the very beings who brought the cataclysmic event ended up interfering and the System decimated its creators, leaving the world open for the lesser species, like Elvenkin, Beastmen, and Dwarveners. It also allowed for the new ones to take root - that being Humanity and Demonkin. But that was all a mere flavor text in a game for the protagonist of this story. Or, rather, it was until she reincarnated right into it! After awakening monstrous power, what kind of path will she choose? To lay low, fading into obscurity? To abuse her might and become the absolute ruler? Or to take the empty divine throne for herself and give that godless world another chance? This is the story of Melinda Fenrioette. This is the story of Vehemence, the Brightness most Golden. ***** Cover by the amazing Bason55, find them at: twitter: @Kabe_5S Instagram: @Bason55._

Alex, an average web novel author, was writing his book in the middle of the night. After intense three-hour writing sessions, he decided to proofread the content. "Trash!" he yelled in frustration and scrapped all of the chapters. "I'll try again tomorrow; it's not like the reader's gonna kill me." With that, he closed his eyes only to open them in a foreign world. Before he could learn anything more about it, he was pulled back to his original one. "What the hell? Was that a dream or inspiration?" Suddenly, he again entered a foreign body, only to realize his soul was swapping bodies with his transmigrated self. This sequence repeated itself again and again, each time revealing some shocking things. And then, the swapping stopped, trapping Alex in a foreign body amid a world that is the same as Earth but with added twists like ghosts, evolving creatures, and the supernatural. Of course, the most important thing is superpowers; yes, he can gain them by performing a simple ritual. But there was one tiny bit of a problem. "Everything has a price." "If you want fantastic abilities,” "Tell me, Alex," "What are you willing to sacrifice?” ___________________ A/N: Starting chapters might feel challenging to read, as they lean more towards mysteries, or in simpler terms, a lack of information. However, I promise that if you can get past it and read, it will improve, and it will continue to get better and better with each chapter. ______________________ Tags: - Weak to Strong - Dark - Superpower - Ghost and Spirit - Monster - Campus - R18 - Gore ____________________________

In a mechanical world filled with advanced technology, robots reign supreme. Their currency, Digital Coin (Digi Coin), fuels the economy. With Digi Coin, robots can purchase humanoid bodies, upgrade components like motherboards, batteries, and even mechanical organs such as lungs and hearts. A humanoid body is the pinnacle of aspiration, with prices reaching hundreds of billions of Digi Coins. However, only the super-wealthy can afford such bodies, leaving most robots to make do with standard forms or scavenge for upgrades. The protagonist, a simple robot named Bolt, reincarnates into this world with a body worth mere hundreds of Digi Coins. However, his fate changes when he discovers a mystery box in an old shop. Inside lies a humanoid body worth 200 billion Digi Coins: handsome, orange-haired, muscular, and armed with a massive hammer. When the shopkeeper, enraged by the loss, tries to destroy Bolt, the new body’s power allows him to fight back and win. However, this act makes him a fugitive, as the shopkeeper was a member of TradeCore Corporation, the largest robot trading company. Thus begins Bolt’s journey of survival, revenge, and discovery, aided by his new body and an internal AI system. With determination, Bolt vows to destroy the corporation, uncover hidden treasures, and lead an army of robots across the cosmos.

It was supposed to be another normal dnd session but in the next moment I felt my whole body pulled into the desktop and into the fantasy world. But not in the city my character was in but an uknown city geared with basic equipment and lost without nowhere to go, A wolf!? I crossed my arm to guard [rolling hit with advantage..{1,1} Fail the wolf missed his bite and stumbled on its feet, feeling threatened by your existence and immaculate way of you dodging it ran away in fear] Reading the floating bar I screamed internally "You have gotten to be kidding me!"

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****