Crawls Shoes

In the scorching streets of post-Quake Antakya, Arif—a young man born into poverty, orphaned by disaster, and trapped in the lowest Aura class—struggles to survive in a society that values power above all else. Denied a state loan and left with nothing but a worn-out pair of shoes and a few liras to his name, Arif finds himself standing at the edge of despair. Above him looms the Tower of Babel—an impossibly vast, enigmatic structure that promises ascension, fame, and salvation to those who dare climb it. But for Class F citizens like Arif, the Tower is more myth than opportunity. Still, hunger, hopelessness, and the fear of a forgotten life push him to consider the unthinkable: facing the Tower not as a hero, but as a last resort. In a world where identity is coded into holographic signatures and freedom is shackled by bureaucratic aura registration, Arif must decide whether to remain invisible... or risk everything for a chance to rise.

DARK FANTASY WARNING: MATURE CONTENTS! In the kingdom of Faelori, where pure-blooded fae have driven humans to near extinction, Faelyn lives as the most despised creature of all, a half-blood abomination born from her human slave mother and the Fae King’s moment of weakness. She has endured relentless torture, starvation, and humiliation. Servants beat her bloody for sport. Her own half-brothers force her to crawl like a dog for their amusement. Even the kitchen scraps are denied to her as she wastes away in the shadows of the very castle where she was born. But when half-blood meets dragon fire, when the weakest collides with the strongest, when hatred burns into something far more dangerous… Some bonds are forged in blood and cannot be broken. In a world where power determines worth and bloodlines decide fate, two souls—one broken, one caged—will either destroy each other completely… or burn the entire kingdom to ash.

Synopsis: Noa Aizawa as a frustrated junior crew member at a TV station, she spends her days with a sketchbook where she pours out all her longing to draw her dream guy, Ren Kurosawa Until one day, A ray of light from her sketchbook emerges from a scribbled pencil line and suddenly a man crawls out of the page. This man calls himself Reno, wears a half-buttoned shirt, speaks like an anime reject and insists that he is here to "help her find true love." What happens next is a messy romance

He was supposed to live a quiet life. Elias Clarke is a recessive omega… technically. His heats are rare, his hormones are mild, and his genetic profile is so muted that he could pass for beta. That’s fine with him. At 27, he is halfway through his PhD, teaches engineering part-time, and enjoys the kind of anonymity that keeps him away from the political games of those born with true divine potential. But when his best friend and roommate, Ruoxi Numen, disappears without a trace, Elias becomes the only one asking questions no one wants to answer. Her family, descended from the last god born three hundred years ago, calls it a “private matter.” Her apartment remains untouched, with her jewelry, tablet, and expensive shoes near the door. Then Victor Numen, her older brother who was crippled in a divine accident, reappears in public. Smiling. Watching Elias too closely. Something happened to Ruoxi. And Elias might be the only person who can figure out what.

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**

Thiago has nothing—no money, no connections, not even shoes. Just raw talent, a dream, and a strange System only he can see. From the streets of Rio to the world stage, this is the story of a boy who plays to survive—and fights to rise.

Introducing the new story "Return to '81: The Struggle of the Eldest Sister" – a heartwarming pampering tale, a tale of marital love, a tale of a woman's self-empowerment. That year, Ning Yunxi willingly married. On the day she took her vows, everyone around doubted the union, and her family declared, she shouldn't expect to receive a single penny from home. Her husband was an orphan with a bunch of little radish head siblings? No one believed her soldier husband would one day become a high-ranking official, no one imagined her Second Uncle would become a great scientist, and no one conceived that her young aunt would be a future superstar, let alone that the fourth child would be a natural-born tycoon. But truly, one day, all the futures Ning Yunxi saw came to fruition. Today, she has married a poor soldier and has become the sister-in-law in the military; raising the children of soldiers without fear, convinced she's betting not just on one potential stock, but on a multitude of leading stocks – with her newly acquired special abilities, she becomes a super teacher for the people! ----------------------------------------------------- All along, she had been recognized by the Wen Family as the least promising daughter, unremarkable in appearance and unnoticed, still unable to marry at the ripe age of twenty-nine. He, the son of a military family, born with privileges, deliberately concealed his identity at the matchmaking banquet, posing as an ordinary man. When they married, people sneered, "A pair of worn-out shoes matched with a bankrupt family, just perfect." Then one day, the gold buried in the sand shone with an immense brilliance...

Eve Thompson found herself waking up in the bed of S City's most eligible bachelor with his arm around her waist, but she only had her mother's words in her mind. "Make sure nobody finds out you're disguised as your sister," she told her, looking at the fake birthmark drawn with makeup on her remaining daughter's face. "You have to get Mr. Charlie to marry you, everything we have depends on it!" said she. It was a shame, for the man beside him closely resembled the man she'd lost many years ago. Anthony Charlie's favor with women was notoriously hard to gain, but in a drunken stupor, he crawled under the sheets with the woman beside her, enticed by the memory of someone he'd lost long ago that this woman resembled. However, she never had a birthmark. It could never be her. Was their encounter coincidental? What would their hidden past reveal!? Join Eve Thompson on her exciting journey of courtship and political espionage as she steps into the shoes of her twin sister's now-abandoned life and tries to save her family by winning the heart of the mysterious bachelor, Anthony Charlie!

BL Dark romance Masochist Love can be found in the middle of nowhere. Either in a person, an animal, or even to an object. And I find it inside of a Devil disguised as a man. He might not be Lucifer, but he is one. When i run for a reason to die, he dragged me back to teach what devotion is like. Only to find myself wanting to do it all over again... Sadist Little wolf loves to play hide-n-seek. And the seeker will gladly take on the challenge. He's the kind that pushes my buttons, and the one that hums when he bleeds. Which is why I'm addicted at every sound he makes. Specially on several occasions. Keeping him bound in chains has me lusted in his image. And by the satisfaction of him being clueless. This is a story by a Legacy that defines what they truly are at the end. One might be the Savior who crawled out from Hell. And one that is responsible for the wrath it brings.

In a world where MegaFauna crawl through interdimensional Gates and Cities run on ancient steam engines, chaos and (not so great) comedy collide in Past Life Hunter-a wild, genre-bending epic where nothing is sacred, everything is extra, and EVERY trope gets ‘lovingly’ mentioned. Enter Delphina de Velasques, knight elite, Ducal Lady, full-time Hunter, and of course, the Otome Villainess. Accompanied by a chaotic party, including a mysterious man who emerged safely from one of the Gates. Delphina will battle immense monstrosities, navigate dysfunctional Guild (and Noble) politics, and endure side-quests to survive the system’s BS and maybe, save the world in the process. Equal parts parody and homage, Past Life Hunter is a love letter to webnovel readers who want action, magic, and just the right amount of emotional damage (and murder). Warning: Contains strong female leads, weak men who learn, heavy & potentially triggering topics (tagged at the start of every chapter). Read responsibly.

WARNING! DARK FANTASY Madness is like a whisper at first. Soft. Harmless. Almost comforting. But the longer you listen, the louder it becomes. Until it’s screaming—and there’s no turning it off. Too late for me. It’s already inside. They said I was unstable. Delusional. That I imagined the blood. The mirrors. The things crawling behind the walls. But I know what I saw. They put me in here to silence me. To “treat” me. But this place—this asylum—it’s the real madness. The hallways shift. The clocks tick backward. And the patients… they aren't human anymore. What is this place? ...and who was I before I forgot? But the real question is—what’s remembering me? Discord channel: https://discord.gg/YPak2qGN

Xu Wendong memperoleh teknik kultivasi ganda yang disebut Dragon Phoenix Creation Art, memulai kehidupan luar biasa yang berbeda dari yang lain.

On Children’s Day, the bell rang for celebration. By noon, it rang for the dead. Trapped in a school crawling with monsters—some undead, some hiding among them—Win, a cold genius, must lead a group of survivors through blood, betrayal, and heartbreak. In a world where love feels like weakness and survival demands sacrifice… Can you survive Class Z?

They call it the sacred number: 6. Six faces of divinity. Six forgotten truths. Six veils between sanity and the abyss. And when all six awaken, the divine will grieve what it once made. Miracles still bleed into the world—beautiful, blasphemous, and wrong. A person walks among them, bearing no prophecy, only questions that cannot be unheard. The stars are shifting. Minds unravel. And buried deep in the seams of existence, something older than gods is waking. The end won’t come with fire. It will come with remembrance. When belief becomes a weapon, and knowledge a curse, what remains of sanity? " Time to find out " said He. This is the journey of a Saint without a Face, crawling against the world with an unfinished story...

If you’re looking for another cheerful power fantasy where the hero rises, wins hearts, and saves the world with plot armor so thick it could stop a meteor with just a tiny finger then stop this isn’t that story. This is not a tale of hope. This is a tale of Dead. In a decaying multiverse governed by the Samsara of Creation and Destruction, worlds collapse, merge, and bleed into each other. The strong don’t always survive. The kind rarely thrive. And fate… fate is just a prettier word for torment it the synonym of suffering. As forgotten worlds rot and monstrous truths crawl from the void, Nine divine houses tighten their grip on what remains in their hands. The shrines lie. The Seeker System watches. The gates open, not as miracles—but as warnings. Behind each one lies a trial. A silence. A scream. A dead end. If you're tired of pretty lies and want a world that hurts, one that haunts, one that speaks to the part of you that knows not all stories end with salvation— Then step inside. But don't expect to leave whole.

He’s got no rich dad. No flashy boots. No supporters in the crowd. But he’s got a dream. > Bend the ball like Son Heung-min. Pass like Kevin De Bruyne. Make the world remember Min Son. Born into a broken home. Raised in a neighborhood where hope fades faster than daylight. Min Son has only one weapon: his raw talent and a fire that never dies. From freezing mornings on an empty field to national youth tournaments crawling with scouts, fake birth certificates, and kids willing to do anything to win… > He won’t back down. He won’t give up. He’ll curl the ball into the top corner… even if it breaks him. But can a poor boy really survive in a world where money talks, politics decide, and even talent sometimes isn’t enough? > This is not just football. This is war. This is Min Son’s rise

“You’ve been assigned to a mission. Recon only. No extraction. Good luck, Unit 404.” In a galaxy fractured by war and ruled by bureaucrats, Unit 404 is a disaster squad of outcasts — a brawler, a hacker, and a tactician who don’t follow rules... or survive by them. Sent to investigate Planet C-17, a long-lost colony shrouded in blackout reports and forbidden protocols, the trio quickly realize this isn’t recon — it’s an execution. Armed with nothing but their mechas and sheer audacity, they crash-land on a planet crawling with ancient Kaiju, toxic storms, and secrets buried by their own command. Worse still? Their fuel only covers a one-way trip. Hunted by monsters and betrayed by the system that sent them, Unit 404 must uncover the truth of C-17 — and find a way off-world before the planet swallows them whole. > In space, silence isn’t the scariest thing... it's what breaks it

Are you done with goody-two-shoes Shonen MCs who get stronger by crying and unlocking the power of friendship? Do you crave blood, chaos, and a protagonist who’d rather decapitate than debate? Then get in loser, we’re going demon mode. Sirus died and got reincarnated as a demon — but not just any demon. He’s got no cheat code. No prophecy. No mentor spouting ancient wisdom. Just rage, pain, and a psychotic work ethic. He’ll lose everything. He’ll kill everything. And he’ll become The Greatest Demon King Ever — not because the world chose him, but because he tore it down and REBUILT it himself. Heads will roll. Empires will burn. And Sirus? He’s just getting started. This is your warning: This isn’t a hero’s journey. This is a monster’s reign. Now tell me — do you want blood, or do you want more? [Mature Language] [Use Of alcohol] [Gore, intense violence] [Strong Language] [Mature Humour] [Abuse] Viewer discretion is advised] Mature 17+ continuation of this novel can be found on Either Amazon, Kindle and Google books.

Kailen Darkhaven's world crumbled when his parents died two years ago in a beast tide invasion in New York City. Alongside slipping into depression that caused his grades in school to drop exponentially, he failed to become an awakened on his sixteenth birthday. Losing his consciousness due to his frail body and a life of poverty one evening in an alleyway on his 17th birthday, the only thing he thought of was dying pitifully. However, he wakes up in the same alleyway only to find out he has obtained a mysterious artifact holding power that defies logic in every way possible, one that ultimately sets him on path to stand at the pinnacle of the Universe. This novel is participating in Webnovel Spirity Awards 2025. Disclaimer: This is purely a work of fiction.The setting, including any imitation of real names, places, people or events is purely coincidental. Also if you are looking for a goody two shoes, hero complex MC ,this novel is not for you. There's an antihero tag after all. The protagonist is a morally grey person. Discord channel link- https://discord.gg/KpWsRshj

[Reformatting World Settings...] [Real-World Currency Disabled.] [Physical Laws Adjusting to Game Protocols.] [Initiating Player Culling Sequence...] [All Players Age 60 and Above Will Now Be Eliminated.] A blue screen appeared before every person in the world, displaying those chilling words. At first, many believed it was some kind of elaborate hologram prank—until every person aged 60 and above disintegrated into glowing particles. But that was only the beginning. The world had changed. Humanity had been turned into "players" in a twisted system where survival meant leveling up through killing others or completing brutal quests. Fail to level up in time—and you're dead. Shinra Takamura, a 20-year-old survivor in this new Filthy World, receives a rare skill Lewd Reap: the ability to steal another player’s ability through intimacy. But can he survive the chaos, the betrayals, and the moral decay with such a controversial power? Or will the world break him before he ever learns how to use it? Read on to find out. This book is a smut novel with a solid plotline, set in a world of survival and extremely gory scenes. The main character is no goody two-shoes—he’ll do whatever it takes to survive. He’s not evil, though; he doesn’t kill without reason. The story begins with his transformation, showing how a once-good kid was shaped by a brutal world into the person he is now. So, the first volume may appear kinda slow to some readers, but l hope you can give it a chance (:->

In a realm where vows are sacred law, and to speak is to shape fate, Aralyndra—the last daughter of a forgotten bloodline—is forced into a marriage that will unify the warring kingdoms… or destroy them. But on the night of her wedding, when the stars bleed and the sky splits open, an exiled god falls from the heavens—Karna, the man once denied the Throne of Heaven. With dragons in his wake and vengeance in his blood, he speaks a single name: > “Astraeva.” A name she doesn't remember. A name the gods fear. Now hunted by kings, betrayed by prophets, and haunted by memories she never lived, Aralyndra must reclaim the truth buried in her blood. For she is more than mortal. She is the voice that once gave birth to reality itself. And as ancient machines rise, dragons choose new riders, and forgotten gods crawl from the cracks of history, the world teeters on the edge of a war it cannot survive. The final throne is empty. The gods are waiting. And the vow that could save them all… might burn everything to ash.

The Ryvetsky family was a noble family. After the new Emperor's reign, His Majesty Krillien Lorenz von Hachler stripped them of their noble status, leaving Meredith to ruin. Her plans to marry the second prince, to live a life of luxury, married and with children, all gone. Crawling back to the palace, asking the new emperor to be his wife. Unbeknownst to her, Meredith may have chosen a life far worse than she could have imagined. After all, she is the Tyrant's Wife. ~~~~~~~~ “Did you wish to marry my brother?” Krillien asked, hesitant and unsure to have asked. But he wanted to know. Even if it meant his married life with Meredith wasn’t supposed to be his in the first place. Meredith glanced up, looking at his ruby eyes glimmering against the dark night, the candle he held illuminating them so beautifully. “Not anymore, no.” ________ Artwork is not mine. The art is from @flamma_x

Welcome to a classic story about a young lady's ruthless revenge with the help of her loyal bodyguard. Packed with conflict, romance, and action as if you are watching a K-drama! Sprinkled with fluff, flirt, and smut to maximize your satisfaction ;) * * * After getting manipulated, treated like a slave by her family, and assaulted by her own brother, Sarah found out that the accident killing her mother in the past might have been orchestrated by someone from her family. Before figuring out the answer, however, she got killed and opened her eyes at her mother's funeral. "I'm sorry, Mother. I will never be able to live in peace before taking my revenge." Returning as a trashy princess who slept around with her bodyguard instead of the goody-two-shoes daughter people expect her to be, Sarah set out with a match in her hand, determined to take over the kingdom and burn her billionaire family down. Could someone from the future that hadn't happened yet keep her from burning herself, or would she be consumed by the flame of retribution? #regression #billionaire #posessive #master #bodyguard #revenge #fakelovers #fakeittillyoumakeit #faceslapping #makjang #chaebol

"Fate is destiny. An unmovable force that chokes the life out of everything and everyone you hold dear. It knows no emotions—neither love nor sadness, not even hate. You cannot run from it, you cannot escape it, and you cannot survive it. You can do only one thing." "What?" "Kill it. Or in your case, find the person who stole your fate and kill them”. Born in a deadly standstill between humanity and the Rache, there weren’t a lot of things that could go wrong in Jace's life. But they did. With his fate stolen and a mark upon his head, Jace will have to fight, crawl and claw his way to the thief of his fate. But fate is cruel. And Jace will be faced with the ultimate choice : Submit to Fate or break free from its chains and suffer the consequences.

On a flat, broken world teetering on the edge of ruin, the end of the Earth is called the Dead Zone—a cursed land crawling with nightmarish monsters and barren of all life. No one survives there. No one… except Noir. He awakens with no memories, no strength, and no reason to keep walking—until she appears. A mysterious woman who brings food and water, vanishes by nightfall, and offers no answers. But what happens when kindness hides betrayal… and death refuses to claim its king?

He inherited the estate. He didn't know it would come with her. Dorsethall Manor was supposed to be empty—just a decaying ruin left by a distant uncle. But inside waits her: Helena, the widow. Beautiful. Cold. Watching. The longer Noah stays, the more the house breathes. Whispers crawl under the floorboards. Mirrors show memories he never lived. And Helena— She's not asking him to leave. She's daring him to stay.

The human race became advanced over the years, technology has sky rocketed and things were made for human life to be much easier, quicker and faster, everything was done with the touch of a finger or speaking of words. There were no more hardship and life was simply yet trilling in a good way. But little did they know of the danger crawling towards them. After a few years unnatural things happened there was worldwide block outs and now monsters roamed the planet and survival was not easy. Doomsday came knocking on everyone's door, but they all weren't prepared and so society crumbled. How will they come back from the ashes, what will they do to put a stop to this tragedy and save humanity? Will human save themselves or will they destroy themselves? Who is the real enemy Humans or The Aliens? Discord: https://discord.gg/mKP6UKyq IG: empty_melodies NOTE: I'm not a hundred percent sure about this, and also not entirely understanding the writing competition, But I'll try my best. Thank You Also cover page not mine, i don't own it.

In the bustling city of Tokyo, where people pass each other unnoticed, Kaito Renji harbors a secret that cannot be ignored... He has no shadow. Living an ordinary life with his parents and sister, Kaito hides behind a fake smile, pretending to be normal in a world that shows no mercy to those who are different. But when a series of strange murders spreads across the city and an inhuman creature appears in the darkest corners, the truth begins to crawl toward him—just like the insects that creep through the cracks. In a world devoured by betrayal and deadly secrets, the shadow may be the enemy… or the key. As Kaito’s true identity comes to light, he realizes Tokyo is not just a city—but a vast web of lies. And he was never truly human… but something the insects have followed in silence all along. When the darkness begins to move, no one escapes without losing a piece of their soul.

They say long ago, Bathala and the other gods walked the archipelago. Not in temples. Not in dreams. But on the soil, barefoot, bloodstained, breathing. They ruled not with mercy, but with memory. Each river bore their voice. Each mountain, their wrath. Offerings were made. Oaths were broken. Kingdoms rose and rotted in their name. Then came the silence. A silence too heavy, too sudden. Like a scream swallowed by the sea. The old names were buried. The sigils burned. And the gods... forgotten. But the islands remember. Beneath the fields, something still breathes. In the farthest provinces where the stars shine brightest, the old blood still stirs. Children vanish on moonless nights. Creatures crawl from the mangroves with bone in their teeth. And in the silence between lightning and thunder, some swear they hear voices. Ancient, mournful, waiting to be worshipped again. And on nights when the stars vanish, the old blood rises again. Maybe the gods never left. Gone, they are not, but only hidden behind the faces of men. Written by: Cadlaon Copyrights2025

The world changed. New lands rose. Old borders crumbled. And from the cracks between dimensions, something began to crawl through. Across the chaos, people awaken to Eidolons — living fragments of the soul, bound to power, identity… and madness. Some wield them. Some are consumed by them. And some become something far worse.