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Kazuki never thought much about love—until he met Miyuki. There was something about her—an elegance in the way she moved, the soft way she spoke, the quiet moments that stayed with him long after she was gone. From the very first glance, he knew she was different. And just like that, without warning, he fell. But falling in love is easy. Acting on it? That’s an entirely different challenge. At Reikou Academy, a prestigious school with a unique House System, Kazuki navigates a world of competition, friendships, and personal growth. With his unshakable group of friends—Daiki, Reo, Naoto, and Kyouya—by his side, life is never dull. Whether it’s late-night gaming sessions, intense basketball matches, or heated rivalries between Houses, every day brings something new. Yet, amidst all the chaos, one thing remains constant—his feelings for Miyuki. Through stolen glances, unspoken words, and fleeting moments of closeness, he finds himself drawn to her again and again. But will a thousand small moments ever be enough to bring them together? Or will they remain just that—beautiful but distant memories?

Luna Lethal, a name synonymous with fear and power, ruled both the underworld and the elite circles of society. Orphaned young, she rose through treachery to become a master of manipulation and skill. Yet, her reign ended in betrayal—a laboratory explosion claimed her life. To the world, her death was a tragedy; to her enemies, a cause for celebration. But Luna awakens in the body of Aurora Smith, a neglected and ridiculed child despised by her adoptive family. Stripped of her former strength but not her will, Luna faces a choice: seek revenge for Aurora’s mistreatment or forge a new path. As her sharp mind and unyielding spirit transform Aurora’s life, shadows of Luna’s past resurface. Loyal followers sense her presence, while old enemies seek to destroy her again. Torn between vengeance and a fresh start, Luna must confront her identity. Is she still the Devil of the underworld, or can she find peace in a second chance at life? *****This book contains graphic violence, explicit sexual content, and mature themes that may be disturbing to some readers. It is intended for adult audiences (18+) only.****** ****Discretion is strongly advised.****

WSA 2025 ENTRY ~~~~~ I was never meant to be important. In the grand tale of fate, I was just another extra—a nameless face in the crowd, a fleeting existence in a world ruled by heroes and legends. No prophecy spoke of me. No gods granted me favor. I lived in the background, unnoticed, insignificant. And when I died? No one mourned. No one remembered. But fate, it seems, had other plans. When I opened my eyes again, I wasn’t in the afterlife. I was here—reborn in the same world, the same story. A familiar body, a familiar face. Still an extra. Still a nobody. Or so I thought. Then it happened. A whisper in my blood, a trick of the light, a shift in reality that only I could see. The bloodline of Lokharn, the Trickster God, had awakened within me. The world still saw me as nothing, but I knew the truth. I was a hidden card in the game of fate. A piece the gods themselves had overlooked. And soon? They would regret it.

On the wedding night, Elena Cross was framed by her stepmother, forcing her to marry Damian Blackwell , a disfigured and disabled man. Luckily, Elena managed to escape, but little did she know that, in time, she would fall for the man she was supposed to marry. Damian pretended to be a poor man, but he never expected to fall head over heels for Elena. Their lives continued until one day, Elena uncovered a shocking secret about her boyfriend. “How could a man with no money have billions in assets?” Elena asked, her voice filled with disbelief. Mr. Blackwell hesitated, unsure of how to respond. Elena’s face twisted in anger, “They said you couldn’t walk, but you seem strong enough to run a marathon.” Yet, he remained silent. Elena was furious, “They also claimed you only had a few years to live. What about now?” Finally, Damian spoke up, “Darling, it’s all a misunderstanding. Please, calm down. Think about the baby.” Elena shouted, “ Damian Blackwell !” In an instant, Mr. Blackwell knelt before her.

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings. One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant. But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together. In the world of the comic: Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. "Husband..." He pouted, "Why don't you kiss me today?" Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. "Please don't come close to me..." He said tersely. Meanwhile, in another world: Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. "Darling, are you mad at me?" Alaric asked affectionately. "It's okay, you're still cute." He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. "But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them." Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. "Father, Daddy!" they exclaimed. Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. "Whose children do you say they are....?"

Castle - 20 Bonus Chapters!!! [Warning: Sexual content, lemons, comedy, MILFs, face-slapping, and a shameless protagonist!] ***** Hugo Fernandez, a short, skinny virgin with zero charm, was a young man with grand dreams. He had just started college and was brimming with hope for a bright future, but a rather unfortunate food poisoning 'incident' soon turned his life from bad to worse. He experienced a social death! Out of the blue, a mysterious girl’s voice echoed in his head: [Ding! Fate has aligned, and your woeful destiny with women has reached the heavens! You have been granted the Ultimate Harem System!!!] Hugo’s listless eyes widened. Had he finally received his own cheat code? Was it time for him to ascend to the heavens in a single leap and start attracting women left and right? The mysterious voice spoke again: [Ding! Initialising Death mission... Seduce a 7+ woman within one month or die!] Hugo blinked, his jaw dropping. "Wait, what? Seduce a 7+ woman or die? What kind of medieval torture is this? I can’t even seduce my reflection!" After taking a minute to calm down, he realised it wasn't as bad as he thought. "In the worst case, I can burrow some money and get a pro-" [No pay pigging] Hugo realised he was soon going to experience a real death! This system was out for his blood! [Tick tock, Romeo. Time’s wasting…] "I'm gonna die!" Join Hugo on a captivating, deadly journey filled with debauchery, womanising, and thrilling level-ups as he rises above all and becomes a Supreme Casanova! If he doesn’t die first, that is… [A/N: Inspired by MPUAS.] [Warning: R18 content doesn't immediately begin. MC takes time to develop himself to a stage where he can get the beauties. But expect a good dose of comedy.]

The day the city fell, Feng Yun was treated by her father as a spoil of war and presented to the enemy general. Everyone pitied her, soon to be a captive, plunging into a fiery pit. Yet she veiled the little donkey cart that took her out of the city tightly, daring not to let anyone see the secret delight in her heart… As a child, she behaved oddly and spoke startling words, once predicting a war in which the whole army was wiped out, nearly being burned to death by her clan as a demon. When she grew up, her beauty was out of the world, but she was rejected by her husband's family. In the period of chaos and disorder everywhewe, where could a female captive go? "I do not seek a devoted partner to grow old with; I merely wish to rule unrivaled in this life." In her previous life, Feng Yun was always the one being scorned by others; in this life, she decided to strike first, turning the tables on each and every one of them, those so-called unreachable flowers and beasts in gentleman's clothing, those degenerates… all to be scorned in return.

… “Is something wrong?” He sighed. He stayed quiet for a few seconds before he spoke. “I don’t think we should continue this partnership.” His tone sent chills down my spine.  “What do you mean?” I questioned. “Your feelings,” he said ‘feelings’ like the word disgusted him, “have changed and it no longer aligns with the agenda.” “How dare you? Who gave you information that helped get your company back from the Gulfs? Who was it that kept feeding you information about the Gulfs businesses. It was me.” I yelled, my tone no longer friendly.  I’d met Gabriel when he had recently lost his company to Christian. He was at the brink of bankruptcy and Christian had made him an offer he couldn’t refuse. He’d been stupid enough to sign a contract without reading it because he was desperate, and ended up losing more than they’d originally agreed. “Now that you have your precious company back and some shares in the Gulf enterprise you think you can dump me with a stupid excuse like our motives no longer align? Don’t you fucking dare. I own you.” I shook with rage, ending the call before he had a chance to reply to me. My rage immediately became fear when I turned around and saw Christian standing by the door in my room. “So you did take me up on my offer.” He was smiling, and the contrast in his words and demeanor only made me more afraid. 

In her first life, Primrose Vielle Illvaris thought the Lycan King hated her. He barely spoke to her, avoided her like the plague, and his people treated her as if she were invisible. After all, she wasn’t his choice, just a fate mate he never wanted. So when she met a tragic end, she welcomed death with open arms, hoping to step through the gates of heaven and spend her days running around the flower garden. But then … she was reborn. Thrown back to the past, right to the moment she was forced into their marriage, Primrose was determined to leave him before history could repeat itself. But just as she planned her escape, something strange happened— She could hear his thoughts. And they were nothing like his cold, distant behavior. "My wife is so beautiful today … But if I look at her, I won’t be able to let go." "I'm a beast, I'm a monster, I don't deserve my wife ...." Primrose almost choked on air. Wait—what?! The more she listened, the more shocking the truth became— HE WAS OBSESSED WITH HER. Every time she was near, his thoughts screamed: "MINE." "MATE." "MY WIFE IS MAD AT ME! I DESERVE TO DIE!!" Excuse me?! Since when did the cold, untouchable Lycan King turn into this pathetic lovesick fool?! ———— Follow my IG @Zenanicher Commission cover by Laylee

An entity that views every world nor universe they visit on a 3rd person perspective. Always the passerby in life watching and observing on the sideline, sometimes they were called melon eaters watching the show between a protagonist versus the antagonist and lastly, they don’t care above anything except the safety of each member of their racial race. The old primordial creator asks the man, why not take my position and manage the whole upper origin plane. The male replied I refuse why asks me an individual with deteriorated emotions, do you think I can do it because I’m stronger than you? Shrugging his shoulder facing the old one, I’m just a high human that throws everything he had to achieve what I’m now. The old one heard his reason and spoke. Then I will not force you, you and your two sisters can stay in any universe here in origin plane. Lastly, should I still call your race high human that exceed the level of primordial realm “Tier 15” but didn’t step on the unknown realm? Without thinking he just responded directly like a joke, just call us bystander. #TryingToMakeANovel #1stTime

In a world brimming with life and progress, yet shrouded in mystery and hidden truths, continents intertwine, kingdoms clash, and the Nine Ancient Sects wage an unending struggle. Amidst this turmoil lies the outskirts of Athenos, a city known as the ‘City of Happiness,’ where people from all over the world gather—seeking prosperity… or fleeing from their pasts. But beneath its radiant glow, darkness and oppression creep in, suffocating the souls longing for freedom. A young boy stood still, gazing at the horizon with eyes burdened by sorrow, before whispering: "I want to leave this world..." Beside him, a man of imposing presence turned to him, his voice calm yet piercing: "And why is that?" The boy hesitated for a moment before letting out a bitter laugh, averting his gaze. "Can't you see? Do I look like someone who belongs in this world? Do I seem like someone who wants to live?" The old man smirked—not out of pity, but something else… something the boy couldn’t quite grasp. Then, in a tone filled with certainty, he said: "Don’t say something so dull… Instead, come with me. I’ll show you what this world truly is." The boy eyed him warily, hesitating for a moment before asking: "Who are you?" The old man turned slightly, as if the answer held little importance, then replied with a teasing tone: "Me? Just an old man… My name is Rikudo, but they call me the Ruler of Paths." He paused, then looked back at the boy, his eyes gleaming with intrigue. "And what is your name, boy?" The boy clenched his fist as if confronting himself for the first time, before answering in a quiet yet profound voice: "My name… is Ashura." The old man raised an eyebrow, as if he had just heard something interesting. The boy then spoke again, this time with unwavering resolve: "Ashura Tekah." ---

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’. They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror. And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me. [Ding... Activation of the world tree system] If you'd like to discuss the book, I've set up a Discord server: https://discord.gg/sc4nWZwec2 Hello everyone! I'm the author of this little book, and I'm sorry to take your attention, but I've got a few things to say to you! I'm in the process of creating a new book that's totally different but stays within the theme, so I'll give you the title and synopsis! If you like the story, could you support it? Sincerely yours, your favourite author! Title: Starting out as a slave to dragons. Synopsis: When Isaac opens his eyes, it's not death that awaits him, but a new life... in a world identical to his own, with one exception: portals leading to monster-infested dungeons are appearing across the globe. If their boss isn't defeated in three days, the creatures escape and wreak havoc. In this world, awakened hunters are the only line of defence against these horrors. Graded from F to SS according to their magical power, they rule in a society dominated by force. Isaac wakes up in the body of a young boy of rank F, an orphan with no future. But his destiny changes when he discovers a unique gift: every night, his mind is projected into another world, a nightmare where dragons have enslaved humanity. In this hell, he is just another slave... but he soon realises that this cursed world holds the answers to the future of his own. To survive and prevent history repeating itself, Isaac must move forward. His only hope? A mysterious system that allows him to absorb the strength of monsters. Armed with a katana, he embarks on a race against time to unlock the secrets of these two worlds and prevent the inevitable. Link : https://www.webnovel.com/book/31979275600112705

On hold *Needs severe editing* Scene 1 "Your marriage is fixed," Father Shen stated calmly. "You'll register the marriage directly." "I don't agree!" Shen Ning stood up, her face full of defiance. Father Shen pursed his lips, his tone unwavering. "Objection denied." ________________________________ Scene 2 "Every relationship has its issues. You don't have to face it alone. What happened?" Still, Qin Yuheng remained silent, his eyes distant, unwilling to open up. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Qin Yuheng spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. "I forced her to marry me… But... she likes someone else." ________________________________ Scene 3 "Will you always be there on my every birthday?" "Mm-hmm," he replied, his answer simple but filled with the promise of a lifetime. He moved to lead her toward the cake. "Let's—" But Shen Ning suddenly stopped him. "I love you." He paused, sure that he had misheard. "What did you say?" Shen Ning's voice was steady, but her heart was pounding as if it were trying to escape her chest. "I love you." _________________________________ Scene 4 "You think I slept with someone else?" she whispered, her voice hollow, "How can you?" He sneered in disgust. Then, suddenly, her expression shifted. A cold, mocking smile appeared on her face. "Oh, you're right," she said, her voice sharp as a blade. "I did. Not once, but many times." His eyes flared with rage, but she pressed on, gustily. "I never stopped loving him. I was forced to be with you. I cheated on you. So what now? Want a divorce?" _________________________________ ✿✿✿✷✯◕◕✿◕◕◕ I’ve modified the synopsis to add more depth and focus on key scenes.

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

A story about a girl name Kimmi, she was no ordinary little girl. She believes herself to be someone else—someone different. Suffering from a personality disorder, Kimmi often spoke to herself to cope with her surroundings, sometimes even answering the haunting voices in her head. Many called her mad, but Kimmi was simply special—special enough to see and understand the enigmatic world of Simix in ways no one else could. As the world around her began to deteriorate, Kimmi couldn’t stand idly by. Determined to uncover the truth, perhaps even save it, Kimmi resolves to build her strength. though her revolve always criticized and ridiculed by people, she remain steadfast.

Hollow Crown of the Dying Star The night Ren's mother died, the sky cracked open. No one else saw it—just him. A fracture in the stars, spreading like shattered glass. And from that abyss, something looked back. Then it spoke. "Do you want to live?" Now, Ren is no longer human. His reflection moves on its own. His eyes are black voids, writhing with unseen horrors. And the world around him is wrong—people stand frozen in the streets, their hollow smiles stretching too wide, whispering things that don’t belong in human mouths. They are watching him. Hunting him. And the worst part? A voice in his head keeps whispering that he belongs with them. As Ren searches for answers, he’s forced into a brutal battle for survival against creatures that were once human—and something far worse lurking beyond the cracks in the sky. But the more he fights, the more he changes. Is he still himself? Or is he becoming the very thing he fears? ---

"You should not exist." Those were the first words Emperor Ryan Calderon spoke to Elara Veyne when she was dragged before his throne in chains. A man feared across empires, known for his ruthlessness, stood before her—staring as if she were a ghost from a past he had sworn to erase. Elara had lived her life in the shadows, hidden from the world. But when imperial soldiers tore her from her quiet existence, she realized her past wasn’t just forgotten—it was erased. A broken oath. A lost legacy. A forgotten power. Ryan was raised to destroy everything connected to the ancient bloodline Elara unknowingly belonged to. But when he looks into her defiant eyes, he sees something that shouldn’t be there—something even he cannot kill. As dark forces awaken and betrayals fester in the court, Elara must unravel the truth of who she really is—before Ryan is forced to finish what his ancestors started. Because in a world where power is survival and loyalty is a lie, an oath once broken will never be forgotten. Enemies by fate. Bound by a secret. Destined for war. ---

Magic reigning supreme, a ruthless struggle for power unfolds between two sisters, Sotchai and Nagjari. The fate of the kingdom hangs in the balance as they clash in a battle of magic. When Sotchai, the powerful sorceress and queen, discovers her sister's treacherous plan to overthrow her, she must use all her magical prowess to protect her newborn daughter, Sonaya. As Sotchai fights to save her child and her kingdom, she unleashes a curse that will haunt Nagjari for years to come. Years later, Nagjari, now the ruling queen, is haunted by nightmares of Sotchai's curse. Her husband, King Holtrin, tries to comfort her, but the memory of Sotchai's words continues to torment her: "You will never win me. I am Sotchai of Qi and Xie!" As the anniversary of Sotchai's downfall approaches, a mysterious figure emerges, whispering prophecies of Sonaya's return and the restoration of magic to its rightful heir. Will Nagjari's reign be threatened by the return of her niece, or will Sonaya's arrival bring about a new era of peace and prosperity to the kingdom? ......... “Who is the Witch of the two? What gender did Sire say?” The Master requested in a voice so horrific that the kids became even more scared. “None of us is a witch. We have grown without knowing or practicing magic all our lives.” “How old are you?” “I am fifteen.” Millan spoke up. “I am twelve.” Muye also responded after hesitating for a while. She wanted not to answer but the faces alone of the men could not let her. “Yes, my Master, it’s the girl, her age matches the night struggle.” “No sir. She’s mistaken. She has not yet even made eleven.” Millan realized they did not have to say the right age. But it was too late. Realizing how late he was, he signaled her to run as he tries to escape.

Opening her eyes, she becomes the eldest daughter of the Great General of Liuyin Kingdom. She is the modern girl that transmigrated into a world that only respects the strong. Bullied by her cousins... Broken engagement... She did not care about all of that. Her motto is inspired by one of her favourite anime, Hyouka: "If I don't have to do it, I won't. If I have to do it, I'll make it quick." "You already come into this Lord's hug. Don't you dare to run?" A Lord threatens her. "Do you think I'm scared of you? You can keep dreaming." She spoke back. She just wants to have a peaceful life, however, can she has it? Author Note: - The cover image for this novel credit goes to its creator. I just only edit it -Please check my other novel as well: Reborn: Space Intelligent Woman

The world was ordinary… until the first whispers came. When dungeons erupted, monsters roamed, and humanity awakened strange powers, survival became the only law. But amidst the chaos, one man listened to something beyond mere evolution—a voice that spoke of divinity. Artic never sought power, yet it found him. As the world crumbled and the strong devoured the weak, he unlocked knowledge hidden within an ancient, golden library—a place that should not exist. But with power comes a choice. Will he rise as a savior, reshape the world as a god, or let the whispers consume him?

"Linda, I am giving you 30 days to find a suitor or you will lose your inheritance and your mother's galleries will be sold off - her only legacy to you", said Lilly King, Linda's grandmother. Despite being the heir of a billion dollar company, in her life, the only thing she held dear were her mother's galleries, the only thing she left for her and Linda would do anything to keep them safe, even if it meant marrying against her will. ******* "Thank you all for coming and showing such commitment, you are all competent to be honest but unfortunately, I only need one husband. Jeremy Tang, congratulations on becoming my fiance.", she spoke to the group of men she had invited for interviews for the husband position. "Linda, didn't we agree that Jeremy was out?". They found out together that he was her uncle's puppet. Sent to destroy her, yet, she's still choosing him. "Yes...because he is going to help destroy my uncle.", she said **** Between fighting her uncle, protecting what was dear to her and finding out the truth behind her parents' deaths, she already had her hands full, and now a husband with ulterior motives, can she really handle it?

"-Thousands of years, waiting for the sun to shine on us again. Thousands of years, screaming for the gods to take mercy on us. Thousands of years, crying for our loved ones to come back to life. Hundreds of nights pitying our enemies who suffered the same inhumane human-created disasters due to human greed that knows no bounds." He spoke coldly, choking the lungs of the woman sitting in front of him. The woman who knew nothing, yet, still became a victim of the same disaster he endured for thousands and thousands of years. Her sharp eyebrows that he follows to thin almond-shaped eyes that shone grey with pearls falling from them as if she were a clam endlessly spilling precious jewels with no one to help collect them. However, his mouth still continued to spill the cold truth to her "So many centuries...Waiting to be saved by someone, anyone. How many years can a person hold onto a meaningless life like this? Tell me, Miss Shao. How, in the end, could I have saved my people? Should I have asked them to do the same as me? Cursed to live for eternity being haunted by the ghosts of our past." He smiled ruthlessly while the woman's lips trembled, while she wordlessly brushed the tears that escaped her away. "-Force them to witness their loved ones die from either their own hands or mine, their leader. Tell me, exactly what is this life supposed to amount to at the sacrifice of so many others?"

"Have you heard of him?" A small boy tugged at a woman's skirt, his tiny finger pointing at the large portrait of a man clad in a minister’s robe. "Shhh! Don’t say its name!" The woman hushed him, glancing around anxiously. She knew the boy was only curious about the drawing, yet the inscription beside it spoke of someone else entirely. Still, the credit had been given to the man in the portrait. "Why?" "We just... don’t say it." "Are you talking about The Next General?" A man dressed as a scholar interjected, inserting himself into the conversation. "Everyone is talking about it. After a hundred years, it has returned. I can't decide whether that fills me with hope or dread." His words were meant to impress, to showcase his knowledge, but the woman only tightened her grip on the boy, scooped him up, and hurried away like a hunted animal sensing danger. The scholar let out a single sharp laugh. "A chaotic rhythm… and marvellously extraordinary times are upon us," he murmured, before turning and walking away. --- Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and events are either the product of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real events is purely coincidental. The views and opinions expressed by the characters do not necessarily reflect those of the author. This book contains content that may not be suitable for all audiences. Reader discretion is advised. ------- Author-Sama is here with another one, been planning this for quite a while but laziness and procrastination keeps holding me down but now I am free. Here is another exciting historical novel, please enjoy.

~•No Escape•~ "Are you running away from me, my sweet girl" spoke a voice in the hallway that made her stop in her tracks. The hallway had turned dark with only the wall lamps that burned brightly casting the shadow of the man on the floor as he slowly emerged from the other end. "What are you doing here, your majesty," She said and bowed immediately as she saw him approach her with slow but steady steps. "You haven't answered me, sweet" The man said with a sweet smile that made her wary and he heard the way her heart skipped a beat. He stood before her and used his index finger to raise her chin. He tilted his head as he gazed into her green eyes that looked back at him with fear. He took a step forward closing the distance between them and his eyes narrowed when she took a step back, but that didn't stop him from cornering her. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He continued to question and she didn't miss the mockery behind his words. "I…I" she felt her words tied to her tongue because of the man's daunting aura. She felt him trace her forehead with his finger down to her jaw. He continued moving his hand down to her neck and to the top of her swell and her thudding heart hitched when his hand continued to stay there. "Did you think you can escape from me?" He bent towards her as he spoke. His breath fell on her neck which sent a jolt that traveled down her body. "I told you, you're tied to me and me to you" _______________________ Perdita Kartar was a winsome yet strange young lady. She had an appealing beauty with her green eyes that invoked and impelled anyone who gazed into them. She had fooled her villagers so she could live and protect herself and her remaining family from the night creatures and also humans. But what was bizarre of all, was that Perdita had a secret she shared with no one. She had lived in the village since she was little, and over the years, she had been discreet with each move she made. Unfortunately, things didn't go as she planned. Despite her cautious decorum and fight to stay out of sight, a pair of glacial red eyes falls on her, which followed and refused to leave her out of sight.

A Name No One Remembers On the last day of summer break, third-year student Sano Rika stood alone on the school rooftop, watching the sunset. That same night, she jumped. When classes resumed, no one spoke about her. The teachers ignored the empty seat by the window. The students moved on as if she had never existed. But I remember her. I remember the way she looked at me that evening, the way her cold fingers brushed against my arm. And now, I can still hear her voice. I wake up with the taste of blood in my mouth. Shadows stretch and whisper in my room at night. And in my dreams, Rika stands on the rooftop, calling my name. No one else remembers her. But something tells me that’s exactly what she wanted. Or maybe—what she needed.

This is a translated Chinese novel. I am not the author, just translating for fun. Translator: Doyenro (Fan Translate) Author: Zhuang Jiang Alternative universe (AU) She can produce the most terrifying horror films and also create the most profitable commercial films; she can turn artistic films into commercial successes and turn commercial films into artistic achievements. Future critiques of Laila all say that she is synonymous with the Hollywood miracle, one of the greatest directors of all time. She even unintentionally becomes the most skilled photographer and strategist. However, she knows that all of this comes from her biggest secret, which is—she has been reborn! T/N: * The Female Lead(MC) is very patriotic to her old country, so it may be annoying to some people. * The English gets better from chapter 65, the chapters 1 - 65 will be edited soon. * The actors' or actresses' characters may be different from reality. It is just an alternate universal fictional novel. * Alternate History * Contact me if a novel of the same is officially translated so that I can stop. * Original Chinese novel completed. Check out other translated novel *Married to the Demon King, she took the throne via infrastructure. *THE LORD'S LADY FROM THE EAST

Crystal had spent her life inside the temple, swearing herself to gods who never spoke back. With blind faith and empty prayers, she was meant to die with the others as just another body on the stone floor, blood soaking through her white robes. But when the King of Elyria walked in, He didn’t let her perish but took her instead. Dragged from the light and thrown into a world where shadows breathe, Where sin feels just like salvation, Crystal should hate him. She should fight. She should resist the pull, the heat, and the way her body falters as every touch ruins her. The girl who once prayed to the gods is dying, piece by piece, and something else is rising in her place, something unholy and wicked. Something his. Through war, betrayal, and conquest, Crystal will carve her name into the world alongside his. She might have been destined to die, but now she will rule, claiming fear and worship from her people and enemies alike. While being bound to the creature that stole her fate and rewrote it in blood. Together, they will be unstoppable. Warning: This story contains dark themes, psychological manipulation, and obsessive romance. Read at your own risk.

"Before the towers fell, before everything was consumed by darkness..." Leo Astralis whispered to himself while traversing through the rubble of the ancient structure. His body bore the scars of survival, bite marks that throbbed against the coarse, blood-stiffened fabric of his clothing. "...I wonder what the world was like." After humanity failed to complete the Tower almost 700 years ago in time, it exploded, spreading monsters all over the word. Even the system, which blessed humans with power, had abandoned them. Or did it? [Run] A singular message urged Leo to escape, yet it was short lived as was he was caught like an animal in a trap. And just like an animal he lashed out until the very end, taking one of the captors to the grave with him. But as darkness closed in, the system spoke again. [One time Regression activated] [Congratulations. You've activated the Heart of the System]

Elliot Dawn never believed in fate—until he opened a mysterious book that shouldn't exist. Inside, it spoke of an apocalyptic world ravaged by mutations and war. Before he could understand more, Elliot found himself thrust into that very world, transmigrated into the body of the Porcelain General—a commander whose existence was never meant to be. Now trapped in a timeline that wants him erased, Elliot must survive as the Porcelain Commander, a title that offers no respect but keeps him weak and controlled. Guided by a lazy sloth-like system and hunted by forces that want him gone, Elliot uncovers the truth behind a world torn apart by mutations, deadly crystals, and power struggles between humans, mutants, and zombies. The one man who stands at the center of it all is Sahir, the Ancient Messenger, who was supposed to erase Elliot—but for some reason, he hesitates. In a war-torn world where survival is a gamble, Elliot must navigate this twisted fate, learn the truth of his existence, and decide whether to embrace the power he never asked for or risk everything to change the course of history.