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I Hate Them, and They Hate Me. They destroyed my family. They condemned me to hell. Now they expect me to fight for their cause? They couldn’t be more wrong. Rade, was sent to hell to battle the horrors threatening Vorth, just as countless others had before him. But Rade is not like the rest, he has been abnormal since birth, and he refuses to be used as a pawn for the monarchy. This is the story of Rade’s battle to survive, conquer, and escape the infernal depths. But vengeance drives him beyond escape—he won’t rest until everyone who wronged him suffers. Their lives and everything they value will belong to him. Yet, behind Rade’s rage lies a deeper mystery. Why was he born different than everybody else? What secrets bind him to the fate of Vorth? Rade’s journey for revenge will force him to confront truths far darker than the hell he was cast into.

Existence was divided into three realms. The Heavenly Realm. The Earthen Realm. The Infernal Realm. Below them, countless minor realms of all types existed, none able to match the might of any of the Three Fundamental realms. The Celestials led the Heavenly Realm, The Immortals led the Earthen Realm and Demons led the Infernal Realm while the Rulers controlled all the minor realms. Together, they formed The Myriad Unity and allowed peace to reign supreme. The mortals were allowed to cultivate and reach for the Heavens as a balance was installed between the Heaven and Earth, all according to the Heaven’s Will. And yet, among the billions of trillions of living beings within the Myriad Unity, one seemed unsatisfied. “They are lying to us.” This man went against all known truths and contradicted the very gods. “We are in a false world! Mere pawns used to study an outcome!” And so in search of freedom and truth, this man committed the ultimate taboo. He rebelled.

Kael was just an ordinary human—until his death changed everything. He awakens in another world as Azeron, a young incubus and heir to the most feared Demon Lord. Yet, faint memories of his life as a human continue to haunt him, making him question the dark destiny he is now bound to. On the other hand, Lyra, an adventurer from a fantasy world, is suddenly summoned to the human realm by a mysterious force. Dubbed the "Hero of Light," she is given a monumental task: to stop the infernal threat that is beginning to engulf the human world. But Lyra is no great knight—she is just an ordinary girl thrust into a fate far greater than herself. When Azeron and Lyra meet, their vastly different worlds collide. Initially filled with mistrust, they are forced to work together to uncover the truth behind Azeron’s reincarnation, Lyra’s summoning, and the war threatening to destroy all three realms. Yet, behind every answer they uncover lies a dark secret that tests their fragile alliance. Will Azeron embrace his destiny as the heir of darkness? And can Lyra become the hero her world needs, even if it means sacrificing the one she has come to trust? In this tale of intrigue, action, and betrayal, two souls from opposing worlds must make a choice: save their worlds—or save each other. ~~~By HanifM12~~~

In a world where summoners wield the power to call forth vampires, elves, angels, demons, and all humanoid creatures from across the realms, Nathan found himself unable to summon beings except from beasts.  However, those beasts are not ordinary beasts. They are divine beings who once stood at the same level, if not higher, than the legendary creatures the world ever knew.  Casting his gaze to the left, Nathan sees numerous summoners accompanied by the likes of demon kings, archangels, vampire progenitors, and other legendary beings. Turning to the right, a massive army of alien symbiotes is waiting to attack.  There was no fear in his eyes, because standing on his left is a majestic wolf who managed to kill a god, the legendary eight-headed serpent coils on his right, above him is the bird who is glowing like the sun, and behind him is a dragon that once gnawed the roots of the world tree.  “Let the war begin.”

Assim que abriu os olhos, Bai Lian se viu no corpo de uma jovem notória e mimada. Seu pai era uma estrela ascendente em Beicheng, um self-made man com uma reputação abrangente; Seu irmão mais velho, um filho ilegítimo, era um gênio que havia sido o primeiro colocado nos exames da cidade e fora para a Universidade Jiangjing; A irmã mais nova ilegítima da turma internacional adjacente era uma beleza escolar multi-talentosa, gentil e bem-educada; Seu noivo era um garoto de ouro das finanças, um ídolo acadêmico na escola que nunca sequer olhara direito para ela… E ela era apenas uma pessoa sem destaque com baixa inteligência, uma pessoa comum, expulsa de casa logo de início. Bai Lian: Tudo bem, então ela só tinha que estudar bastante e se esforçar para ser uma pessoa comum~ Todos (com um rosto misteriosamente sorridente): ...tem certeza disso?? A jovem enviada para Xiangcheng sem nenhum background, ignorante e sem instrução, todo mundo podia pisar nela... mas eles não conseguem movê-la??? [Uma protagonista feminina singularmente deslumbrante, preguiçosa e caprichosa que aniquila qualquer um que cruze seu caminho vs. um protagonista masculino nobre, frio e dominante com um QI que esmaga todos os presentes] PS: Tanto o protagonista masculino quanto a feminina são muito estilosos. Esta história é toda sobre leituras satisfatórias sem muita lógica, então por favor não se aprofundem demais na lógica, obrigado. Mensagem: Ame aprender, seja uma boa pessoa.

"Gu Dai, só me casei contigo para fazer o Vovô feliz. Se outra pessoa tivesse salvo o Vovô, eu teria me casado com ela do mesmo jeito! Não se ache tão importante!" Ao longo dos três anos de casamento, o marido de Gu Dai insultou-a em muitas ocasiões. Ela não teria acreditado que um dia foi mimada e rica se não tivesse de repente recuperado a memória. Por que ela serviu voluntariamente a esse homem por três anos? Esse homem era até desprezível o suficiente para se apaixonar por outra mulher! A primeira coisa que Gu Dai fez após recuperar sua memória foi se divorciar! Rumores se espalharam pela capital que a menina das favelas estava se divorciando do Sr. Song! "Sério? Ela não é uma caça-fortunas?" Todos perguntavam. "Ela está só se fazendo de difícil. Você acha que ela algum dia vai seguir em frente?" Sr. Song perguntou. Logo em seguida, todos descobriram que Gu Dai tinha voltado para a família Gu na capital. Agora ela era a jovem senhora da família mais rica da cidade. Acontece que ela era a jovem senhora da família Gu que tinha desaparecido após um acidente de navio de cruzeiro três anos atrás! "Sr. Song, a Srta. Gu é muito acima do seu nível," todos diziam. "E daí? Ela não sabe planejar o futuro. Tirando dinheiro, ela não tem mais nada," Sr. Song disse. Não muito tempo depois, as pessoas começaram a descobrir as múltiplas identidades de Gu Dai. Ela era uma hacker de grande importância, uma médica milagrosa, a melhor designer do país... Ela era tudo o que Song Ling estava procurando. Quando eles se encontraram novamente, ele a agarrou e implorou com lágrimas nos olhos. "Dai, não me importo se você tem sentimentos por outros. Você pode me deixar ficar ao seu lado mesmo assim?"

The forest was unusually quiet that evening, its towering trees casting long shadows under the dim glow of the setting sun. Selene Rivers adjusted her scarf against the biting autumn chill, her boots crunching against the blanket of fallen leaves. She'd come to the woods for solace, hoping the isolation would help her clear her thoughts. Life in the small town of Everhollow had been far from eventful—until tonight. She hadn't planned to stay out late, but as the sun dipped below the horizon, she realized she'd wandered farther than usual. The air felt different now—heavier, as though the forest itself was holding its breath. A low growl shattered the silence. Selene froze, her heart pounding in her chest. She turned slowly, scanning the woods, but nothing stirred. Her pulse raced as she quickened her pace, her breath visible in the icy air. The growl came again, louder this time, followed by the unmistakable sound of snapping twigs. Panic surged through her veins. Selene broke into a run, weaving between the trees, her instincts screaming at her to flee. But she wasn't fast enough. A massive wolf leapt from the shadows, landing a few feet ahead of her. Its fur was jet-black, its golden eyes gleaming with predatory intent. Selene skidded to a halt, her breath hitching. The creature snarled, baring sharp teeth that glinted in the moonlight. Her mind raced. Wolves weren't supposed to be this big. This wasn't an ordinary animal—it radiated an unnatural intelligence, its gaze locked onto hers with almost human intensity. "Stay back," she whispered, though she knew it was futile. The wolf crouched, muscles coiling as it prepared to pounce. Selene closed her eyes, bracing for the worst. A deafening roar echoed through the forest, and the black wolf was suddenly thrown sideways by a blur of movement. Selene's eyes snapped open as two figures tumbled across the forest floor—a second wolf, larger and more imposing, its fur a stormy gray streaked with silver. The two beasts clashed violently, their growls shaking the air. Selene stumbled backward, her instincts urging her to run, but she couldn't tear her gaze away. The gray wolf fought with ferocity, its movements fluid and precise, as though it had been trained for this moment. After a brutal exchange of claws and teeth, the black wolf let out a pained yelp and darted into the shadows, disappearing into the depths of the forest. The gray wolf stood still, its chest heaving as it watched the retreating figure. Slowly, it turned to face Selene. She should have been terrified. But as the wolf's piercing blue eyes met hers, she felt an odd sense of calm. There was no malice in its gaze—only curiosity and something she couldn't quite place. And then it happened. Before her eyes, the wolf began to shift. Its massive frame contorted, bones cracking and reshaping, fur receding to reveal pale skin. Selene's breath caught as the creature transformed into a man.

[DING!] [Congratulations, APOLLYON. You have unlocked the Infernal System!] [NAME: Israfel BlüdThïrste.] [FACTION: DEMON ¢ RANK A.] [DING!] [You have ascended to the realms of man.] [CITY: The medieval Empire of Eldoria.] [ALL HAIL THE BURNING ONE!] [CONQUEST: Level Up to NINTH INFERNAL CIRCLE.] [The battle for DOMINION begins.] [SYSTEM has graciously provided the most delicious and bosomy babes to compete for MC.] [ADDITIONAL TAGS: Ruthless MC – NSFW – BDSM – Cosplay – MILF – War Crimes – Unholy Trinities – Hybrids – BDE – Smut – EVOLUTION – Succubus – Slaves – Yandere – Ascension – Gore – ADULT CONTENT AND LANGUAGE – Anal – Dominant MC – Hentai – Lust – Demon – Extreme violence – R18 – Faceslap – Fistfights – Bestiality – Bloodsport – Exorcism – LOLITA – Brutal MC – Magic – UNDERWORLD – Politics – Demonology – Necromancer – Old Gods – Fae – Sword and Sorcery – System – Hardcore – Mermaid – Cat girls – Dragon girls – DARK – Vulgar – Epic battle – Hell Ranking – Fallen Angels – DOMINIONS – Incest – Dungeon – Leveling up – Cold MC – Sibling Lust – Taboo sex stories – MONSTER GIRLS – Debauchery – Utter fuckery – Demented SC – MANA – Invulnerable MC – Elf – Vampire – Demoness – MATURE – Murder – Psychopaths – Luciferan Bloodlines – Corruption of virtue – Chivalry – Villainy – Death – LEGION – Clashing armies – Weapons system – Resurrection.] [WARNING: This book features detailed descriptions of female humiliation, hardcore sex and depravity. There is a guaranteed Adult Chapter one out of every five. NOT FOR CHILDREN! NOT FOR SOFT HEARTS!] • FULL BLURB Israfel BlüdThïrste was born in Hel. He has lived in it all eighteen years of his life. As seventh in the bloodline of the Morningstar himself, Rafel has had a pretty fucking great life. There's spilled blood in excess. Violence to choke the gray skies. Abundant sex—depraved and hardcore. And more blood. Everything a Prince of the Abyss could desire. But Rafel has heard stories, of the world above. The world of the weak mortals whose damned souls fall endlessly through the red skies of his, to meet with perpetual torture. Stories of their fine carriages and legendary kings. Their golden sun and green earth. But mostly, their virgin women. He wishes to see it for himself. And so, when a lucky gambit with his dear Aunt, Lilith, opens up a way for him to explore the surface, Rafel hops to it. The deal is a hundred years before he has to return to his duties as Hell's Apollyon. Accompanied by his new slave, a voluptuous horned Succubus, Rafel journeys to the mortal realm, entering into the mythical lands of Eldoria as the enigmatic Earl of Emberfall, a haunted estate. But Rafel intends to rise, into the very courts of the Eldorian Queen. At least before his time runs out. And if corrupting, blackmailing, fucking, and murdering a few mortals gets in his way, so be it. This is until the haloed mess of Ravenna de Vries ends up on the grand steps of his Manor, soaking wet with a blood debt hanging over her head. Israfel had seen many beautiful women in his time, but somehow the little mortal girl is sufficient to make him rethink his gambit. Ravenna is owed to a powerful Hell Principality. And though Rafel convinces himself that building up his power ranking is solely selfish, it also has to do with going up against an ancient adversary from his home who is certain to appear just about anytime to collect what he is owed—Ravenna. She is not his responsibility, but why does Rafel feel exactly that whenever he looks at her? And suddenly for this Immortal, a hundred years is not enough to fall in love.

"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.

Shin, um estudante do 2º ano do ensino médio, vive uma rotina marcada pela monotonia e cansativa que parece aumentar a cada dia. No entanto, sua vida muda quando, após uma noite inteira jogando, ele adormece profundamente durante uma aula. Ao acordar, encontra a sala vazia, exceto por Yuki, sua colega de classe e o amor secreto que nunca teve coragem de confessar. O que começa como uma série de interações triviais entre eles logo toma um rumo inesperado. Shin se vê envolvido em uma relação e, aos poucos, redescobre seu mundo através do amor, das amizades, e das conquistas pessoais que nunca imaginou alcançar. Suas inseguranças e medos vão se dissolvendo conforme ele trilha esse novo caminho de felicidade e sucesso. No entanto, quando tudo parece finalmente estar no lugar, um acontecimento trágico e imprevisto transforma sua realidade, forçando Shin a questionar a verdade sobre si mesmo, sobre a vida que construiu e sobre os valores que sustentam seu mundo.

At the edges of the World of Vunreon lies the skeleton of a Dragon. A being once revered by many titels, such as God of Dragons, the first Dragon, Ruler of Space and Time and master of the Void, he was now nothing more than a imposing sight. Though unbeknownst to his slayers, his soul that they shattered didn't fully die. Instead its countless shards dispersed across time and space, reincarnating each into a mortal coil. When their lives came to an end, they slowly joined back together. After countless millennia, the last of these lives came to an end and thus his soul awoke once more. Whole again but only a soul without a body, he has to start anew on his path to once more stand at the peak of creation. This is my first novel and english is not my first language, so criticism and corrections are always welcome. I do not own the cover

Prefácio Em 1908 um corpo celeste desceu sobre o céu da Sibéria numa incrível velocidade. Mas antes de se chocar no solo, explodiu em pleno ar destruindo 80 milhões de árvores da floresta de Tunguska, dispersando sua composição misteriosa por toda região. Um pouquinho mais de meio século se passou e Tsar a bomba mais potente do mundo deu início a um despertar genético logo após sua monstruosa explosão. 70 anos depois da explosão a humanidade conheceu o seu pior inimigo e sofreu a sua maior derrocada. Sem tecnologia, sem recursos e com alimentos escassos em todo o planeta, os sobreviventes da raça humana esconderam-se em cavernas, túneis e em pequenas cidades subterrâneas espalhadas pelo mundo. Desconhecendo a existência de alguns heróis do passado que tentam a todo custo, manter viva a trêmula chama da esperança, para que exista um futuro. Mas no momento toda a informação que o homo sapiens tem é que: O reino animal foi vencido. O reino vegetal foi transformado. O reino mineral virou munição. E o Quarto Reino iniciado. Afinal agora há.... Dragões voadores entre nós.

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

The spectral legions of Zephyr the Abyssal, Dark Lord of the Abyss, bring an icy death to the world. Bleached bone mountains rise, a testament to his tyranny, while tormented souls, twisted into demonic servants, bolster his ever-growing army. Humanity's vibrant history is a fading memory, swallowed by the encroaching darkness. Yet, against this overwhelming despair, the sun's life-giving warmth persists, nurturing the fragile seeds of hope. The embers of peace, though faint, still glow, a defiant spark against the abyssal night. Nestled at the foot of the imposing Mount Cinderfang, within the protective circle of the ancient bronze Citadel of Whispers, lies the secluded hamlet of Whisperwind. This sacred site, home to the Celestial Monastery, is guarded by monks imbued with righteous might. Within the Monastery, these monks maintain a tireless vigil, their disciplined ranks a bulwark against the encroaching darkness. Their sacred duty: to protect the people of Whisperwind from the formidable magical forces that threaten from beyond the Citadel of Whispers. The memory of Elder Theron's stand against Zephyr the Abyssal and his legions still echoes—a battle of unparalleled ferocity that stained the autumn afternoon with the blood of countless fallen. Good and evil clashed with a rage unseen before, overwhelming the Celestial Monastery. Forced to retreat to the sanctuary of Mount Cinderfang, Elder Theron, grievously wounded, hid a peerless spiritual treasure deep within a secret chamber beneath Oracle Falls before his death. With his last breath, he merged with the surging energies... Creating the Infernal Lock formation, the people of Whisperwind, protected by the Citadel of Whispers, have withstood countless attacks from the demonic hordes over the years. This powerful shield afforded the Celestial Monastery precious time to train exceptional disciples, true paragons of martial prowess. The legend of a hero who would vanquish tyranny would remain untold were it not for the appearance of a certain individual: Drakon, an orphan boy from Whisperwind. Fate led this youth to encounter the Sunfire Drake, a divine beast hatched from a colossal golden egg, possessing the power to unleash devastating flames. Drakon's destiny was forged in three blades: Crimson Edge, a longsword representing humanity's strength; Dawnbreaker, a legendary blade imbued with divine power; and Nightshade, the infernal blade of the demonic legions, a weapon that bound the fearsome Obsidian Drake. This duality—the Sunfire Drake against the Obsidian Drake, light against darkness—mirrored the internal conflict within Drakon, the eternal struggle between good and evil, the choice between righteous and wicked paths. With his draconic companion and his ultimate weapons, Drakon ascended to the pinnacle of power, a figure who challenged both the demonic world and the forces of light. To understand better, I invite you to step into the world of mysterious stories, accompany me in this novel "Blood red sun day kill Gohts"!

Em um futuro próximo, o VRMMO Interverse é lançado como o ápice da tecnologia de realidade virtual. Com total imersão sensorial e inteligência artificial avançada, o jogo oferece aos jogadores um mundo vasto e aparentemente infinito. No entanto, o que os desenvolvedores não revelaram é que Interverse é mais do que um jogo — é um ponto de conexão para múltiplas dimensões reais. Quando fissuras começam a aparecer no sistema, revelando criaturas e mundos que não deveriam existir, um grupo de jogadores liderado por Kai e a veterana Aya precisa desvendar os segredos por trás do jogo. O que começa como uma simples aventura de novatos logo se transforma em uma batalha para proteger o multiverso de forças que querem explorá-lo — incluindo os próprios criadores do jogo. No centro de tudo está Zion, um NPC misterioso que parece saber mais sobre essas dimensões do que deveria, e uma ameaça avassaladora conhecida como O Devastador. A história combina ação, intrigas e dilemas éticos, explorando temas como responsabilidade, conexão entre mundos e a linha tênue entre o virtual e o real.

Heaven holds the Gods, Earth holds humanity, and the world is devoid of Immortals. Three thousand years ago, the Divine Artifacts descended. A cataclysm shook the heavens and the earth, spiritual energy waned, and the Immortals vanished. A hundred and fifty years ago, the Divine Artifacts descended again. The fertile Chipa Plateau and the invincible Ancient City of Coiling Dragons—both reduced to dust. Another hundred years passed, and I... descended. But the path to unraveling all the mysteries—and the key to surviving this chaotic world—starts with learning to live as a scoundrel; It begins with mastering the art of hiding one’s edge and appearing humble; It begins with embarking on an adventure; It begins with overturning a preordained fate. Most crucially, it begins with stepping into the dreams of the Gods.

(Trigger warning: Harsh Language, Abuse, Slavery, Excessive Violence, Injustice) The Celestial is a symbol of the divine, a pillar which stretches high into the heavens. It is worshipped for the blessings it brought upon the world; extraordinary power, revolutionary tools, and beings beyond understanding. Bearing its power will not only change your fate, but the fate of the world. Grelt has existed within a struggle for power for over a century. A war between Angels and Demons ravaged the land, but only ended with the alliance between the angels, the hybrids, and the non-unified. The non-unified race did not receive the divine gifts of the celestial, they were not worthy. As beings who were second to the blessing of the Celestial, they have no choice but to bow before the hybrids and angels. It has been a week since the execution of Jacks parents, and he has taken their place as a miner in the small non-unified town of Logos. He is beginning to feel the despair living the rest of his life under the hybrid alliance, and seeks to change the world he was born into.

[Conteúdo Maduro] O corpo de uma sereia é um cofre de tesouros. Suas lágrimas formavam as pérolas mais esplêndidas, o seu sangue exótico uma droga eufórica para vampiros, seus cabelos luxuriantes tecidos na mais fina seda e sua carne tenra mais procurada pelos lobisomens do que o ambrosia do Céu. As criaturas da noite mesclavam-se à sociedade humana, disfarçadas na lã da aristocracia, veladas em sua inocência e nobreza retratadas, cuja selvageria continuava a predar sobre os fracos e desamparados. Genevieve Barlow, Eve abreviadamente, era uma jovem extremamente estranha. Possuía uma natureza cativante e enganadora, onde aos seus vinte e quatro anos de idade mal tinha mudado de aparência desde o seu décimo oitavo aniversário. Ela havia enganado a administração e conseguido um diploma para que pudesse ter uma vida melhor. O mais estranho de tudo era que Eve tinha um segredo que não compartilhava com ninguém. Ela entra na casa de Moriarty, não apenas para ganhar dinheiro, mas também para encontrar respostas sobre o que aconteceu com sua mãe quase duas décadas atrás. Infelizmente, as coisas nem sempre acontecem como planejado. Apesar de sua natureza cautelosa e desejo de se manter fora de vista, um par de olhos frios se fixa nela, que logo se recusa a deixá-la fora de vista.

``` Lembrete: Não há poder da amizade neste romance. (Aviso: Este romance tem uma classificação r18 e contém conteúdo adulto.) **** Raydon olhava atônito para os textos holográficos flutuando à frente de seus olhos. ''Como fui acabar em um evento desses?'' [Planeta]: B7890-D4850 [Raça]: Humano [Nome]: Raydon Demugen [Título]: N/A [PV]: N/A [PM]: N/A [Força]: N/A [Agilidade]: N/A [Resistência]: N/A [Sorte]: N/A [Carisma]: N/A [Espírito]: N/A [Equipamento(s) Mágico(s)]: N/A [Encantamento(s) Corporal(is)]: N/A [Armazenamento Dimensional]: N/A [Tempo até o despertar: 00:16:30] *** Em um mundo com tecnologia avançada e jogos VR de imersão total, Raydon é a única pessoa que conquistou o título de "Deus" graças às suas conquistas e talento nos jogos. Mas, devido a alguns eventos inesperados, ele perdeu a vida e despertou em um mundo diferente. Neste mundo, que parece ser semelhante ao seu, ele descobriu que existem pessoas despertas conhecidas como Portadores de Itens. Logo ele se tornou um Portador de Itens e começou a participar de partidas contra outros mundos para evoluir e obter itens com habilidades diferentes. Usando as habilidades e conhecimentos que lhe deram o título de "Deus" em sua vida anterior, ele começou a dar passos em direção a se tornar um verdadeiro Deus neste mundo. *** Lembre-se de ler o capítulo auxiliar (Explicações Importantes) se tiver alguma dúvida sobre o sistema ou a terminologia dos Portadores de Itens. *** Tenha em mente que o MC é, essencialmente, apenas um jogador que considera sua vida como um jogo. Ele tem uma mente racional, mas tomará decisões irracionais se isso significar mais empolgação, diversão e espólios para ele. *** Siga-me no Instagram para ilustrações dos personagens. Instagram: goldenlineagenovel A capa me pertence. ''XimeoindeX'' Obrigado pelo toque dourado. *** ```

``` Romance Carnival 1º Prêmio. TENHA CUIDADO COM A FÚRIA DE UMA MULHER PACIENTE. Rosalinda Lux morreu após descobrir a traição de seu marido e irmã. E justamente quando pensou que finalmente encontrou paz, ela acordou quarenta anos antes de sua morte. Com as memórias de sua vida passada intactas, Rosalinda jurou vingança. Seus planos rapidamente a levaram aos braços de um Duque cujo olhar tentador continha mistérios que ameaçavam não apenas seus planos, mas seu coração e corpo. …. TENHA CUIDADO COM O AMOR DE UM HOMEM AMALDIÇOADO. Punido pela Deusa por sua ganância, Lucas Benjamim Rothley vinha guardando o Norte pelo tempo que se lembrava. Durante centenas de anos, nenhuma mulher jamais agitou seu coração. Isso até a temível Rosalinda Lux tropeçar em sua vida. Logo, ele percebeu que Rosalinda não era bem a donzela que ela gostava que todos acreditassem. Ela está escondendo um segredo tão sombrio que poderia tanto acabar com sua maldição quanto lançar sua vida ao caos. Tags: Vingança, Protagonista feminina forte, sem estupro ou abuso, romance lento. Outros romances: O Pecado do Licano: COMPLETO A capa é minha. Instagram: @b.mitchylle Discord: MitchyMitch#3750 ```

Hello! My name is Aman Vasuki. I belong to the Royal Family of Vasuki Clan which is the Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. Currently, I am working as a caretaker of a human boy named Mei Wei. Why? Because I am going to kill his father…. Aman's life was like a dream. He belonged to the Royal Family of a Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. He had a loving family, supportive friends and riches of the world. All in all, he lived a dream like life. But one day this dream got shattered… On the night of blood moon, when he was stripped off his powers, four humans ruined him. They took what was most precious to him…. But, now he is back to get his revenge on the very people that snatched his world from him. But why does Mei Wang's son always give him a look which is filled with love? And why does his heart suddenly start feeling calm when he is close to Mei Wei? Excerpt: The cold wind was blowing with a swoosh sound. The area was dead silent despite four people being there and a fifth pair of eyes looking at them. Aman's upper human body was glistening with a little sweat, Meanwhile his lower body was turned into a fiery red snake's. The golden pattern on it shining under the moonlight. In this snake tail, he was holding a trembling human. He was trembling with fear of death. Aman brought him closer and looked at him closely. He turned back, his long red hair blowing with the wind, suddenly he laughed out loud but this laugh was not heartily but bone chilling, "I am so happy to see the fear of death in your eyes, SAGE SAETANG!" He laughed again, "I think this look of fear suits all three of you. You know, when I killed your friend Melvin he was even crying and even begging me to spare him. Unfortunately, death is inevitable. Is it not?" Aman asked Sage, as he brought him closer and rubbed his hair with his hand like a child. He was smiling but his eyes were filled with killing intent. The rub resulted in Sage's scalp becoming numb, he furiously nodded, "of course his pathetic twin brother did not fare any better. I did not get the feeling of originality, you know." Aman pouted, showing his dissatisfaction, "wailing and gaping like a fish out of water. He even offered me that he would give all of his properties to me? But what use could I have of that. This look of fear provides me with much satisfaction than any riches in the world." "And now, now the same look is in your eyes. I bet you can see death standing somewhere. But why are you not pleading? At least cry a little," Aman told Sage whose mouth was still sealed. Cold flashes in his eyes and he started tightening the coiling of his tail around Sage's body, "forget it. Do as you please. After all it's your own death. But don't blame me if Mei Wang cries louder and surpasses you when I kill him." He showed a smile that made Sage's stomach flip, "I can't wait anymore to kill-" "AMAN!!" The shout was loud enough but Aman could even feel the emotions hidden in it, shock, betrayal, disbelief and extreme hurt. His whole demeanour fell on the ground, he also changed back into a complete human. Sage also fell on the hard ground with him. Aman looked up and there he was. Standing in front of him was Mei Wei…. **** How would Mei Wei react? And will their relationship survive this? What did those four people do to destroy Aman's life? Why does he want to take revenge? Is it possible for 4 mere humans to ruin a supernatural being? Or someone entirely unexpected is the mastermind behind? Join me to witness Aman's Tale of Revenge and find out all the answers to all of your questions.... Warning:- This story contains mature scenes; explicit violence, death, rape, male pregnancy and torture. If you are not comfortable or you are underage please stay away. **Although in every mature themed chapter there is a warning and a minor friendly summary available. *the cover photo credit goes to @unlomio on twitter. Thanks @ImagineTishaD for helping me.*

Alisa Hayworth lived her life as a master assassin while working in the shadows. She was unrivaled; eliminating every single thing that threatened the peace of her homeland at the orders of the government. However, little did she know that the same government she had served was wary of her and afraid that she might rise into power and throw the country into chaos. When the time came for her triumphant return to Eidelweiss to fully retire in her job, she was ruthlessly betrayed by her superiors and made the plane she had ridden explode by sending missiles towards it. Full of regrets for not being able to live a simple and normal life with a warmhearted family loving her, she wished she could redo everything. A few minutes after drifting into the void, she found herself reincarnated as Alisa Hayworth in another life, merging her previous memories, characteristics, as well as her abilities into her current persona. But what awaited her was— another life without parents! What’s worse was she found herself awakening in the middle of the battlefield in a war-torn battlefront. Desperate to survive in this new hell, her skills as a master assassin will make her shine gloriously into the battlefield as she wields her reaping scythe once more. Will Alisa be able to survive this time and accomplish her goals of living a proper life? Moreover, the marshal of the infernal army seemed to be watching her every actions too.

Em uma linha do tempo distorcida pelo caos, onde o apocalipse bíblico se desenrola em toda a sua horripilante magnitude, 17 titãs heroicos foram investidos com o poder divino para confrontar os 72 grandes Demônios, enquanto a ameaça de total aniquilação paira sobre a Terra e a memória da humanidade desvanece. Nesse mundo sombrio, desprovido do conhecimento das religiões que se baseiam nos antigos hebreus, os sobre-humanos enfrentam horrores além da compreensão humana, enquanto lutam para sobreviver em meio a um pesadelo infernal. Testemunhe esses colossos, capazes de reduzir cidades a escombros com seus punhos encharcados de sangue, enfrentando abominações demoníacas que emergem das entranhas mais obscuras do inferno, desafiando os limites de nossas percepções dimensionais. Nesta narrativa de horror bíblico, seguimos os passos de Iakami, um herói atormentado cuja jornada se desenrola cinquenta anos após uma tragédia que dilacerou sua alma, enquanto ele luta para não sucumbir à escuridão que ameaça engolir a própria essência da humanidade. Em um futuro distópico onde demônios bíblicos perambulam por uma terra desolada, e os sobre-humanos lutam desesperadamente pela sobrevivência da humanidade, apenas os mais destemidos terão alguma chance de escapar do terrível destino que os aguarda.

The gods are cruel and the world of man is in disarray, Mountains are filled with monsters, krakens stirr in the abyssal depths and Armies of heaven prepare to face the dammed. Reborn in a fantasy world as a Demon I must climb the infernal hierarchy. I possess various hosts, Altering their flesh and molding it to suite my goals and desire. Emperors will kneel before me, Maidens will beg for my grace and the Archdemons will fear me It is I the lord of Damnation who will overthrow the gods, Shackle the titans and reign supreme.

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Every news channel was in an uproar. "The Three Master-Minds are coming out for the first time," the headline had not changed for 72 straight hours. People had been glued to their TVs for 3-4 hours now; the estimated time for the broadcast had been crossed, but no one was willing to admit they wouldn't come. Everyone was thinking the same thing: "They always do what they say; today will be no different." Suddenly, every channel's broadcast was cut. Every screen was full of burn-ins, and one corner of the screen had a logo: 'TTMM'. Every person watching the broadcast froze, feeling a cold sweat down their spine. In a blink, there was a blackout, and three people with anonymous masks appeared, leaving everyone in a daze. After a few seconds of silence, an echoing sound was heard: "We... the ones who rule the crime..."

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

‼️[Warning, this novel contains elements of Gore, Violence, Sexual Content, Incest among other things. Proceed at your own risk.] ‼️ Ever wondered what happens after we shuffle off this mortal coil? Aiden's life has been a series of unfortunate events, and it all culminates in one freak accident. While wandering through the Garden Of Eden, he eats the fruit of Yggdrasil without understanding the implications. Now, he finds himself in a realm called Arcadia, where individuals known as EVOs can ascend to unimaginable heights of power. Gifted with this new chance, he will make sure to reach the very top. But wait... is that a System? Additional Tags: Action | Adult | Adventure | Artifacts | BDSM | Beautiful female lead | Complex family relationships | Cultivation | Cunning Protagonist | C*nnilingus | Demi-humans | Demons | Dragons | Elves | First-time Interc**rse | F*llatio | Handsome male lead | Hardworking protagonist | Harem-seeking protagonist | Human-Nonhuman relationship | H*ndjob | Incest | Male protagonist | M*sturbation | Master-disciple relationship | Master-servent relationship | Older Love Interests | Overpowered Protagonist | Paizuri | Perverted Protagonist | R-18 | Romance | Ruthless protagonist | Slaves | Smut | Soul power | Succubus | System | Sister Complex | Threesome | Younger love interests

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