Love U To Death

In a world where honor, loyalty, and power determine fate, Adler, a loyal warrior of the Silver Dragon Six Swords, has always been bound to his comrades. His duty was clear: guide them to victory. But when tragedy strikes his wife, Fiona, Adler faces a choice that fractures the party’s unity. Torn between his love for her and his loyalty to his comrades, he chooses to save the one person who matters most. Betrayed and ambushed during his desperate journey to save Fiona, Adler loses everything: his family, his honor, and his strength. Shattered both in body and spirit, he descends into the Abyss, a realm of forbidden darkness, consumed by a burning desire for vengeance. At death's door, Adler encounters the remnant soul of the Nether Devil Undead Flame Emperor—once a supreme force, now a weakened shadow of his former power. With nothing left to lose, Adler strikes a perilous bargain: his soul in exchange for the strength to destroy those who betrayed him. Bound by the ancient Reverse Taiji Jade, the relic of unimaginable power, Adler’s broken body merges with the Devil’s essence. He is reincarnated into a new form, bearing a new name—Ye Xian—but haunted by the memories of the body’s previous life. These memories—filled with rage, ambition, and unfulfilled promises—mix with his own pain and loss, leaving him unsure of who he is or where he ends and the other life begins. Reborn into the body of an average cultivator, Ye Xian now walks the world as someone far from extraordinary, struggling to gain the strength he once had. But with his newfound life comes a burning desire for vengeance and an unexpected temptation. Ye Xian’s romantic encounters bring both joy and turmoil, as he navigates relationships and learns that love, like power, can be both a blessing and a curse. As Ye Xian’s story unfolds, he becomes entangled in complex relationships with several women, each offering something different—passion, companionship, and challenges that test his resolve. As he embarks on his path of vengeance, he discovers that his enemies are not only his former comrades but a world steeped in corruption, ambition, and the echoes of an ancient war. Along the way, he meets loyal comrades, forming bonds forged in blood and trust. But with these alliances come powerful, scheming enemies who will stop at nothing to see him fall. As he faces them, he builds deep relationships that test his resolve, challenging his very understanding of loyalty, honor, and love. Ye Xian must learn to balance the remnants of his past life, his intense desire for revenge, and the growing connections he forms with those around him. Can he conquer the world while preserving his humanity, or will the past consume him entirely? The road ahead is treacherous, and Ye Xian is about to find out if he is destined for greatness—or doom. ________________ The image does not belong to me; I simply found it on an online platform.

"I wasn’t the villain of a story. Rather, I became the villain of the real world." Oryn Kalven made a vow to his little sister. He swore he would do anything for power. Anything. No price was too high. "Even if you had to sacrifice me?" she asked. Oryn's answer was simple. "Yes." His evil ambition creates chaos, earning him a bounty large enough to make him a prime target for the world’s strongest Defenders. How far can Oryn go before his enemies finally bring him down? Or will he be the last one standing in the end?

[WSA entry] [Female lead] [Endless death: Every death of you becomes your power. The more unique and gruesome the death is, so the power.] Everyone wanted to survive, but Noah wanted to die. Not because she hated to live. It's just she was someone too greedy for power. After all every death of her became her power. Being a slum rat Noah wanted nothing more than to fill her stomach every day. However, she never anticipated herself being dragged by her brother to an Aspect awakening ceremony and becoming a legacy at all! And she never expected her brother to sell her to an adventure guild to become their master guide! Worst of all, every mission she took became Calamity grade!

Have you ever been on the brink of death? If you have then you made it out of a place close to being hell.

Once began the tale of a legend, That was unrivaled and skyrocketed through the ranks of people.... He eventually won through the war, the battles that he had to face and won almost every time and never gave up even though all hope seemed to be lost.

#LD3 Ep1- Tale of Terror: Love, Death, Demon and Darkness Francis, a young man, was forcefully awakened from a nightmare only to be beaten and interrogated by the fine young girl whom he saved yesternight in that lifeless forest. But upon realizing that they are in the 'Forest of Ulnar', they decided to escape it as soon as possible... Now, they both together must confront their pasts and try to escape from where even the death can't reach without 'its' permission... This tale contains a gripping mystery and suspense filled with a blooming romance and an endearing adventure!!!

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

A 666 Chapter of ghost stories to read before death. Can you reach 666?

Um garoto de 14 anos decide cometer suicídio. No entanto, ao acreditar que está morto, ele abre os olhos e se encontra no corpo de um bebê! Embora não queira mais viver, ele tentará não desperdiçar esta vida como fez com a anterior.

Saquin, a young boy from a rural village, discovers a strange mansion in the nearby forest. Inside, he opens a mysterious box and loses consciousness. When he awakens, he finds his village burning and himself as the apparent culprit, with only fragmented memories of fighting at incomprehensible speeds. Captured and sentenced to execution, he discovers through a mystical panel, the Mythic System, that he’s a half-human, half-vampire. On execution day, a sudden storm disrupts the process, allowing him to escape. Fleeing into the forest, he encounters a witch who explains his status as a Mythic being and warns him to leave, as the Red New Moon Night will soon drive mythic creatures into a frenzy. Despite her advice, Saquin chooses to remain in the forest, planning to use the chaos of the Red New Moon to evade his pursuers. Unknown to him, his decision to stay would change the fate of the world, starting from the small forest to the world main stage. Follow the story of Saquin, a merciless fighter against his enemies, as he battles mythical creatures and powerful humans alike with the help of the Mythic System, driven by his relentless pursuit of the one who destroyed his village.

"When a human tries to become a god, their can only be one outcome." ---------------------------------- As I opened my eyes, I was greeted with a disorienting sight. I found myself lying on a cold, metal bed, my limbs tightly bound to it. The feeling of numbness that had overtaken my arms and legs was overwhelming, and I struggled to regain any semblance of control over my body. As I looked up, I noticed multiple blindingly bright light bulbs arranged in a grid pattern on the ceiling, casting an eerie glow throughout the room. It was a sight that had become all too familiar to me over time, and yet it never failed to fill me with a sense of dread. I couldn't remember how long I had been trapped in this sterile, white room, but it felt like an eternity. My memories were hazy, my mind clouded by the constant barrage of experiments and tests that I was subjected to on a daily basis. I had lost track of time, lost track of the days and weeks that passed me by. All I knew was that I was a prisoner, a mere puppet in the hands of my captors. The experiments were brutal, each one more invasive than the last. They probed and prodded at my body, searching for answers that I didn't have. I was a lab rat, a subject for their twisted experiments, and there was nothing I could do to stop them. The pain was excruciating, but I had learned to bear it with a stoic resolve. I had no choice but to endure it, to survive in this hellish existence for another day. I had no idea what lay beyond the sterile walls of my prison anymore. The outside world felt like a distant memory, a dream that I couldn't quite grasp. I was cut off from the rest of humanity, isolated in my own personal hell. The only contact I had with the outside world was the occasional visit from my captors, who would come in to administer more tests and take samples from my body. They treated me like an object, not a person, and it was a dehumanizing experience that had left me feeling like a shell of my former self. I had no free will, no autonomy. I was a puppet, a tool to be used and discarded at will. At least, that's what they wanted me to believe. But deep down, I knew that there was still a spark of humanity within me, a will to survive and fight back against my captors. It was a small glimmer of hope, but it was enough to keep me going, to give me the strength to endure another day of torture and pain. ---------------------------- Get ready for a hell of a Roller costar plot. Remember to thank me later...…

I am not able to delete this because i was offered a contract from webnovel itself. I have reuploaded the work under same name and participated in WSA with it, so do show me your support guys.

The story of a nihilist who hates God and believes that life has no meaning

When Mina wakes up in a breathtakingly unfamiliar world, she’s greeted not by friendly faces but by a disembodied robotic voice claiming to be her guide. She’s trapped inside an unfinished romance novel where the characters have gone off-script, threatening to unravel the story—and the world itself. To survive, Mina must correct the narrative’s deviations and put the characters back on their predestined paths. But the task is far from simple. The dashing and brooding male lead, Adrian Valcrest, was meant to fall for the gentle and spirited female lead, Clara Wynthal. Instead, Adrian’s heart has veered off-course, beating for Mina—a supposed "nameless extra" who wasn’t meant to exist in this story. As the System relentlessly urges her to fix the plot, Mina finds herself tangled in an emotional web that tests her resolve and threatens her mission. While Mina navigates the intricacies of a romantic world she barely understands, she uncovers a deeper mystery behind the System’s existence and the story itself. Why was the novel abandoned? Who—or what—is pulling the strings behind the scenes? And why does Adrian's connection to her feel so undeniably real? As reality and fiction blur, Mina must make an impossible choice: follow the script and ensure the story’s survival or embrace the unscripted love blooming in Adrian’s eyes—risking the collapse of everything, including herself. Scripted to Love is a heart-pounding romantic fantasy filled with dramatic twists, emotional depth, and the timeless question: Can love truly defy destiny?

Te haré una pregunta a ti como lector o lectora: ¿crees en lo paranormal? ¿Crees que hay algo más allá de lo normal entre la dualidad de la vida y la muerte? ¿Qué piensas de la gente que muere en accidentes trágicos o por mano propia? ¿Acaso reencarnan o algo por el estilo? Pues déjame decirte, mi estimado o estimada, que la realidad es mucho más siniestra. Todos pensamos que aquellos que ven sombras están locos, ¿verdad? En eso estamos de acuerdo. Pero, ¿qué pasa cuando quienes las observan no están locos y, en realidad, gozan de una salud mental envidiable? Ahí es cuando nos preguntamos: ¿qué pasó ahí? ¿Qué hay de diferente en ellos? Pues eso mismo es lo que les contará su querido narrador. Solo mantengan la mente abierta o podrían quedarse atascados en una parte de su realidad cotidiana.

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I've been dead for thousands of years. Every time there's a crisis, these unfilial descendants dig me out of my coffin, using my corpse to fend off disasters and enemies... They even want to refine me into a combat puppet.... I can't forgive them! These unfilial descendants...

"I can't take it anymore! I just want to die. Why can't anyone understand that?" Almost clothless in the dark night, Camille yelled from the high rocky hill in tears. The clouds thundered while it wept bitterly and heavily. Her clothes were torn and badly revealing as a result of the angry rain. ' Jump. ' She heard a faint voice loud and clear. "What?" She murmured lowly in a tone only she could hear. ' Jump. ' The voice instructed her again. "I.. I'm scared to!" She sobbed. ' You want to die, don't you? You really want death so much. You're just one step away from the door of lifelessness. Just close your eyes and put one foot in front of the other. ' ' Baby steps, Camille. Baby steps! ' Her breath became unsteady a bit. She was beginning to contemplate on the idea. Is this really it? The way she was going to die! ' What are you waiting for Camille? Do it! ' She calmed herself drenched by the rain. She was beginning to accept death little by little. ' Just close your eyes and take the step. I promise you won't feel a thing.' What a simple instruction for a complicated action! ' On the count of three, Camille! ' ' We'll count together.' She nodded and counted in unison with the voice: "One...two..." "...three..."

"you killed him, you killed my daddy, you killed the only person that ever told me I love you baby girl" with the anger in her she crushed the man's facial structure with just a squeeze, the other men who accompanied him stood there trembling in fear being too scared to escape or attack, she slowly looked up with a devil's smile on her face as she silently murmured "RUN"