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"In a City of Neon and Shadows, Trust is the Most Dangerous Game." In the neon-lit labyrinth of Neo-Seoul, a futuristic utopia tainted by technological crime and social disparity, elite secret agent Sa Jiho crosses paths with Yeo Nari, a brilliant hacker haunted by a dark past. When Nari steals classified data from Aurora Systems, she inadvertently draws the attention of the Black Lotus, a ruthless crime syndicate threatening the city's fragile order. Tasked with investigating Black Lotus' escalating cyberattacks, Jiho relentlessly pursues Nari, only to find himself forced into an uneasy alliance after a deadly ambush leaves them fighting for survival. Together, they uncover the syndicate's sinister plan to hijack NeuroLink, a neural implant network that would grant them control over the minds of Neo-Seoul’s citizens. In a world where trust is a rare commodity, Jiho is torn between duty and his growing feelings for Nari, while she struggles to confront the ghosts of her past. As betrayal and desire collide, their partnership is tested in a high-stakes battle against time. Will they sacrifice everything to stop Black Lotus, or will the lure of power and vengeance consume them both? "Neon Tango" is a gripping tale of action, intrigue, and romance set in a world where reality itself can be rewritten with a single keystroke.

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will she find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

Annette était une demi-sang rebelle, mais elle a eu la chance de trouver un compagnon. Elle pensait être bénie par la Déesse de la Lune. Cependant, un jour, elle ouvrit la porte de son compagnon et le vit au lit avec sa meilleure amie. À ce moment-là, elle s'effondra, son cœur se brisa. Elle sortit de la chambre en désespoir de cause. Annette choisit alors l'Alpha de la meute la plus puissante, Connor. Elle voulait l'utiliser pour se venger de son compagnon, mais Connor vit clair dans son jeu. Il ne permettrait pas à une rebelle de faire cela, et sa propre vengeance commença également.

On racontait que Qiao Xi avait une constitution fragile – une beauté maladive. On racontait qu'elle dépensait une fortune chaque jour en médicaments – les engloutissant comme des bonbons. On racontait que dix serviteurs l'attendaient auprès de son lit chaque jour – un fardeau pour tout le monde. Ils attendaient tous que la famille Qiao renvoie Qiao Xi à la campagne et la laisse se débrouiller toute seule. Qiao Xi : "Ils disent tous que je suis faible et incapable de prendre soin de moi. Apparemment, je dépense de l'argent de manière inconsidérée aussi." Elle regarda son chemisier déchiré et s’exaspéra. Qiao Xi : "Vous voulez dire que cette famille riche laisse sa fille porter des vêtements déchirés tous les jours ?" La fille riche de la famille Qiao ? Elle en avait assez ! Elle ne le serait plus ! Donc... Mauvais garçon : "Sans la famille Qiao, tu n'es rien." Qiao Xi : "Si je suis expulsée de la famille Qiao, je serai finie." Mauvaise fille : "Sœurette, ne sois pas trop déçue. Tant que tu travailleras dur, tu seras louée un jour." Qiao Xi : "Tais-toi, je ne connais pas une traîtresse comme toi." Le mauvais garçon et la mauvaise fille : "???" On racontait que le plus jeune fils de la famille Gu, Gu Zheng, avait imprudemment épousé une femme qui n'avait rien d'autre que son apparence. Qiao Xi : "Quelqu'un me méprise-t-il ?" Un jour, Qiao Xi vit un des employés de Gu Zheng se creuser la tête sur une série de chiffres à l'écran de l'ordinateur. Comme elle avait du temps libre, elle prêta main-forte. Avait-elle vraiment piraté le pare-feu créé par les efforts conjoints des meilleurs hackers de l'élite ?! Gu Zheng se rapprochait à chaque pas. "Qiao Xi, qu'est-ce que tu me caches encore ? Hmm ?" Qiao Xi : "Oh non ! Je me sens étourdie à nouveau ! Je suis si faible. Ce corps à moi est juste trop faible !"

"Fairy, don't be afraid. I'm not the Devil Leader." "But your Blood Sea Phenomena, White Bone Daoist Palace, countless Soul Banners, and your World-Destroying Demon Knife prove that you are a Devil Leader." "Fairy, you've misunderstood me. I'm actually a good person who carries a knife. The one I just killed is the true Devil Leader." "He is my husband!" Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up. It was simply marvelous.

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

In a distant day, in the heart of an ancient kingdom, a child was born on a cloudy day, as winds howled through the trees, as if nature itself sensed his arrival. There was a remote village on the outskirts of the kingdom where this child, named Malik, was born. It was a rare moment, the hour of sunset, shrouded in a light gray mist, a birth that carried with it both hope and fear. His mother, Fatimah, lay on her wooden bed in a small, old cottage, breathing heavily from the pain. Her face was pale, and her eyes were filled with worry, but she did not cease praying. “Oh my God, protect him, and grant him a great future.” But in those moments, as the world seemed still, there was something unusual surrounding this birth. There were secrets hidden in the folds of darkness, and although Malik’s family had been forgotten by memory, his birth was the beginning of a new chapter, a chapter entwined with both light and shadow, leading to a destiny unknown to all. As the orange sky first lit up, Malik took his first breath, but this was not the final chapter of his story; it was merely the beginning.

She sacrificed her life to save others but woke up to live again. Lit-An never counted on being reincarnated into the world of the Licnine, but after she catches the attention of a powerful being she becomes a pawn in a dangerous war. The 'Others' have invaded the world of the Licnine, enslaving and killing anyone who stands in the way of their total domination. It is up to Lit-An to stop them. But can this tiny girl be the savior of an entire world?

"It was fast, dark, it had teeth so long they look unhuman. I don't know what it was" Evelyn said. She sat in a small table with her knees. Eric was with her sitting in an embarrassing way. They sat across a woman who looked like she was blind. Man why were they here. She had work but Eric forced them here. The old lady added herbs and water other undefined stuff and a string of her hair. The bowl with the things lit up in blue fire she said same weird stuff and looked at me "tell me granny, what do you see" Eric said She pointed at Evelyn and said only one thing "they're coming for you" 'okay I'm done' Evelyn thought getting up abruptly. Wanting nothing more than to leave

[Warning: This novel can get brutal and has some some R18 scenes which you will be warned of at the beginnings of the chapters] ....... What is existence? It is divided into two Spaces. The Mortis, where one can find Worlds. The Immortis, where one can find Realms. Both divided by a boundary that keeps the two separate. However, as vast as this world is, only a single individual's story is relevant. A man who rose from the depths of a dark society in the Mortis and ended up being a symbol power, prosperity and fear in the Immortis. Revered and respect by experts of all realms of power. He was granted a title to acknowledge him as a powerful expert. A King. However, there’s a saying in the Immortis. ‘Like the Mobius of Birth, one’s life always comes back around with all the vile darkness one thinks they’ve left behind.’ The man who had become a King, lost everything to a cycle that came to bite him in the back. Betrayal. Everything that he built. The wife he loved. The children he raised. All of it was lost. He returned to square one. Back to the Mortis, where he began. Join him on his journey to ascend again. His fury is not abated. He wishes to tear down his enemies for they did. The traitors for their betrayal. Will he rise alone? Will he follow the same path as the last time? Will he overpower his enemies? Find out in the story of a dark King. The King of.... ......... "You are rage." As he said so, he slashed down with the sword, his arms not quite able to bring down the sword in a perfect slash. However, it was a slash nonetheless. It was clumsy, but it was fine. The young man raised his arms and grasped his sword above his head again. "You are pain," he said as he slashed down with a better steadiness that made his slash look a bit more elegant. The look in his eyes turned colder as the evening breeze brushed past him. Before him was not the sea or the moon or the stars. There was the face of his enemies as they dared to bring to ruin all that he had built. "You are fear," he said as he brought down his sword again, its rusting blade showing nothing of the magnificence a sword should bear. What was the True Way of the Sword? It was to cause bloodshed. It was to cause pain. It was to cause sorrow. It was to tear away families from their fathers, husbands, children, mothers. Every weapon was forged to cut down a life. Whether it was to protect or not. A life would be taken by the silver blade as it slashed down. The bulky man in the forge, hammering away at the heated metal would seek to make a sword stronger and sharpen it afterwards so it wouldn't fail to behead a foe. A sword's purpose and instinct was to kill. "You are torment!" The young man slashed again with all his might, his slash being a silver light could be seen as it was lit in the night. "You are war!" He lowered his stance as he felt the sword slice through the air seamlessly. "You are madness!" The sword blew a bit of the sand on the shore as he swung down. "You are destruction!" he said as he slashed. 'I will walk this path again. It has worked for me before and it will continue to work now,' he thought. He slashed again. 'None shall remain standing when I return to the Realms above.' ........... Cover is not mine....credit to artist..

``` TERMINÉ !!! Lauréat Bronze aux Spirity Spring Awards 2020 "Une âme sombre, endommagée par son passé Un ange forcé d'être sa maîtresse. Est-ce que quelque chose peut bien se passer ? Pourront-ils jamais tomber amoureux ? Va-t-elle réussir à voir au-delà de ses ténèbres ? Sera-t-il capable de la protéger lorsque le danger frappera à la porte ? Découvrez-le dans ce livre... Un extrait* ''Tu sais dans quoi tu t'embarques, n'est-ce pas ?'' Il demanda, croisant les jambes, il leva un sourcil ; Les lèvres de Tiana s'incurvèrent et ses yeux se rétrécirent en le regardant ; ''Tant que vous me payez, je ferai tout ce que vous voulez. '' Nicklaus fut stupéfait par son audace soudaine ; mais il était sûr qu'elle essayait juste de paraître courageuse, Il la connaissait, elle n'était qu'une âme faible et tremblante, et elle s'efforçait tant de le dissimuler ; Un sourire en coin apparut sur ses lèvres alors qu'une pensée lui traversait l'esprit ; ''Tout ce que je veux ? '' Il demanda à nouveau et Tiana répondit immédiatement sans réfléchir une seconde; ''Oui, Monsieur Nicklaus, tout ce que vous voulez. '' ''Très bien, alors je veux que tu te déshabilles et que tu ailles te allonger sur le lit. '' Il n'avait aucune intention de la toucher ; il voulait juste voir sa réaction. Mais ce que Tiana fit ensuite le choqua. ```

« Qui es-tu ? » Je me suis réveillée d'un sursaut, désorientée et endolorie de partout. Un corps masculin lourd était allongé à côté de moi --- nous étions tous les deux nus, à l'exception d'un drap couvrant nos corps. Je recherchais dans ma mémoire les événements de la nuit précédente, essayant de comprendre comment j'avais atterri ici tout en tentant d'enrouler le drap autour de mon corps. Je me suis arrêtée en me rendant compte que je laisserais mon compagnon de lit totalement dénudé. Je me suis souvenue m'être répétée sans cesse : « Je suis ta compagne ! » Je me suis dégagée doucement du lit à la recherche de vêtements. J'ai essayé d'être aussi silencieuse que possible pour ne pas réveiller l'étranger. Son parfum était partout sur moi, sur tout en fait. Riche et masculin, chaque fois que je respirais, j'avais l'impression d'être enveloppée par la forêt avec des notes de bois et une épice chaude que je ne pouvais nommer. Je voulais ramper à nouveau dans le lit à côté de lui et ne jamais partir. Ma louve, Rayne, grognait dans ma tête : « Nous ne devrions pas partir ! C'est notre compagnon ! »

The world was once protected by a barrier known as the Veil. Eighty years ago, the Veil shattered, fracturing reality itself and merging Earth with fragments of otherworldly realms called Shards. These Shards brought untold dangers, treasures, and monsters — but also gave rise to Shardbreakers, individuals who wield the chaotic, unpredictable energy of the Aether to control and battle within the Shards. Yun Tae-Hyun, an unremarkable delivery boy, lives in the neon-lit chaos of Seoul, surrounded by Shardbreakers, rogue traders, and monstrous threats. He has no Aether Mark, no special powers — until one fateful day when a Shardstorm strikes, and an immense Shard crashes into him. The forbidden fragment awakens a forbidden power within him: the ability to distort reality itself. But this power comes at a cost. Tae-Hyun’s newfound abilities — teleportation, dimensional slashes, and gravitational manipulation — are wildly unstable and dangerous. As he grapples with the chaos of his abilities, he attracts the attention of both powerful Clades of Shardbreakers hunting him for his Forbidden Shard and monstrous, mind-bending enemies born from the shards. With the Arbiter, a mysterious figure who claims to be the creator of the Veil, pulling the strings, Tae-Hyun must navigate a fractured world, protect his sick sister Ji-Hye, and decide whether to restore the Veil, which would erase all the Shards — and humanity — or embrace his dangerous powers to forge a new world from the remains. Caught between factions, monsters, and his own spiraling descent into chaos, Tae-Hyun must master his Distortion powers before they consume him — or the world will be consumed instead. --- This is a tale of survival, choice, and the unpredictable consequences of wielding immense power. Shardbreaker promises high-stakes, emotionally driven action with mind-bending combat and a hero who must decide whether saving the world is worth losing himself.

"Who am I?" The question hits me like a frying pan to the face as I wake up in a dimly lit shed that reeks of mildew and regret. My memory? Wiped cleaner than a crime scene. My composure? Currently MIA. Replacing it? A delightful cocktail of terror and existential dread, shaken, not stirred. The shed is a Pinterest fail of nightmares: blood dripping from the ceiling (artsy, really), creepy symbols etched into the walls (probably cursed), and a general vibe that screams you’re not supposed to be here. And let’s not forget the cherry on top—the suffocating feeling of being watched. Lovely. Every instinct I have is shouting, Get out now! But where exactly am I supposed to go? The walls are practically breathing, humming like they know all my secrets, which is impressive considering I don’t even know them myself. No name, no memories, no idea what fresh hell this is—just me, my rising panic, and the unsettling realization that survival might not even be the point. But hey, when the alternative is becoming wall graffiti for a haunted shed, I guess I don’t have much of a choice.

In the year 2084, The world stood on the precipice of destruction. Decades of simmering tensions between East and West erupted into the inevitable—a cataclysmic World War III. No nation was spared. Alliances forged in desperation and shattered by betrayal became the norm. Countries chose sides not for justice, but for survival. The war wasn’t just about ideologies; it was about greed, fear, and the cruel inevitability of power. Nuclear fire rained from the skies, reducing cities to shadows of ash. The atmosphere grew toxic, the land barren, and the oceans poisoned. Humanity had finally created its perfect apocalypse. Humans turned against humans. Neighbors became predators. Survival became a blood-soaked art. Resources. Shelter. Safety. No price was too high. No act too savage. "I kill you before you kill me" became the only rule that mattered. No one cared who lit the first match or why. Right and wrong dissolved into the radioactive fog. The war was universal, relentless, and final. The year is 2084. The world lies broken, steeped in chaos. And from the ruins, a Devil was born.

Countless worlds span the universe! Hundreds of planets are civilized. Thousands are uncharted or unexplored. And all of them offer death to unwelcome visitors. But where to go? What to do? Need the best weapons and armaments modern technology can offer? Visit Alforro, where elves run the largest manufacturing companies this side of the known universe! Want a custom ship with mods unavailable anywhere else in the universe? Hurry over to Verrgal, home of the legendary dwarven engineers! Searching for the best organic, farm-grown steel? Then the hills of Buurzeim are a must-see, but make sure to offer a hefty tip to your giant tour guide! With so many worlds to manage, only the most vast and powerful planetary councils can do the job. But with all the varied opinions and agendas spanning the universe, it’s only natural that no single regime has managed to control it all. And always keep an eye open for outlaws. Whether you’re in the outer corners of the known universe or in the center of an intergalactic capital. Outlaws are everywhere… especially with the Mob Lords controlling the universal underworld. Luckily, the last Outlaw Overlord, the most wanted man in the universe, was done in less than two decades ago! In such a vast, chaotic universe, who would dream of adventuring as an outlaw? Why not become a bounty hunter in search of prestige and wealth? And there’s always an opening among one of the many intergalactic patrols, offering promotions to the most dependable, powerful soldiers! Then again, with no other option available, that’s everything Ayse can possibly dream of. To be an outlaw on the run! To see every sight imaginable! To explore an entire universe of fantastic worlds! Even if he has to avoid possible capture and death at every turn. But can Ayse survive that long? Will Ayse be able to dodge his unavoidable past without consequences? Can Ayse successfully form his own outlaw posse with his recruited, self-founded family? Or will Ayse drag his newfound friends into the deadliest conflict the universe will ever face, risking the total extinction of sentient life? ****************** A Sci-fi/Fantasy Epic!!! ~ Saturday MASS Releases! ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/akzn9SM5k9 Art by @itsjustfroggy, found on Youtube, Twitter, or Twitch! *Want YOUR name (or a name of your choice) in OoO? Gift a Magic Castle, Spacecraft, or Golden Gachapon. I'll reach out via Discord after you join the server, then we'll chat about your character/name ;) Join the server to chat with me or to vote in regular polls. Help improve the story while it's still being written!

Solo a god? ... Check! Earn all achievements? ... Double Check! Unlock the fabled [Isekai Quest] ... and get abducted into the game worlds?!! Infamous throughout the game "Worlds of Trodar," Rizz clears all achievements to unlock the exclusive [Isekai Quest]. Only, it's not a quest to pioneer a new server. It's a genuine contract for transmigration! Rizz awakens in a summoning circle, in the body of his most prized character, a goblin rogue. Back at lv. 1 with zero skills... And that's only the beginning of Rizz's troubles. All the gods are missing? All three pantheons?! Who the hell is the Diamond God, or the Crystalline Church!? What do you mean I can't go to high-level worlds? The world gates disappeared!?! ... With 2,000 years come and gone since all in-game events, Rizz has no idea where to look for answers. And what's with this [Achievement System]?! So what if there's a [Skill Spinner]? That's just a gatcha game to waste hard-earned skill points! There's not even a skill tree to go off of? Who the f*ck designed this thing!?! Yet... peasants will one day cry his name, in hope or disgust. Kings will cheer for their winnings and weep for their stolen treasures. Gods will be forced out of hiding, facing risks new and old. Because Rizz won't settle for conquering a single goblin tribe. He won't stop until all of his newfound brethren are unionized, across all worlds of Trodar! After that, with a few gods bribed out of retirement as support, Rizz's ambition only grows! To build a guild for demihumans, to preach a new religion under the Goblin God, and to raise nations of civilized monsters. Ready or not, each of Trodar's uncoupled worlds will be reconnected by a savvy, scheming goblin, toppling world boss after world boss. Inevitably, all will come to revere and loathe their most influential hero, Rizz, the Menace of Trodar! ---Book 4 of 10 in the Quillverse--- *** Sequel to "The Achievement Junkie" *** ~ Sunday MASS Releases! ~ Join the Discord! You might end up rolling for one of Rizz's skills... https://discord.gg/akzn9SM5k9 Art by @itsjustfroggy, found on Youtube, Twitter, or Twitch! *Want YOUR name (or a name/gamertag of your choice) in OAJ? Gift a Magic Castle, Spacecraft, or Golden Gachapon. I'll reach out via Discord after you join the server, then we'll chat about your character/name ;) **Note: You do NOT need to read my [Quillverse] series in order, but some books will have tie-ins or shared characters further back or further forward on the cosmic timeline. That includes easter eggs for returning readers.

Given a second chance at life, Oli’s soul was whisked away through the cosmic void. He opens his eyes to a purple sky with three suns and two moons. Oh yeah, and his parents are gorillas. However, to Oli’s pleasant surprise, those gorillas raise him with more love and care than his previous parents ever had. That is, until Oli’s father dies defending Oli from a dragon. Oli is then gifted his father’s secret treasure to rampantly boost Oli’s cultivation, also discovering his father to be a wanted criminal. Oli and his gorilla clan decide to seek a territory of their own, and proudly take control of the nearby beast clans to form a town. With his bombastic uncle leading the clan and his uncle’s feline, best friend creating a cultivation academy, Oli can finally focus on his own growth! But… That defeated dragon reveals the whereabouts of Oli’s gorilla clan. Spies are sent to investigate everything, while powerful mercenaries are hired to betray and slay the gorillas. In the midst of the mayhem, Oli is kidnapped! But not by his enemy… Oli is awoken by a mysterious man, a man who claims to be an old ally of the gorilla clan and the one responsible for Oli’s reincarnation into this world. Oli makes a deal with him, whether he wants to or not, dragging the entire world into chaos, genocide, and all-out war! Everything is for a greater cause, in order for Oli to become the world’s strongest divine beast. ---Book 2 of 10 in the Quillverse--- ~ Monday MASS Releases! ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/akzn9SM5k9 Art by @itsjustfroggy, found on Youtube, Twitter, or Twitch! **Note: You do NOT need to read my "Quillverse" series in order, but some books will have tie-ins or shared characters further back or further forward on the cosmic timeline.

Legend has it that six mysterious individuals, each with extraordinary powers from different distant lands, were prophesied to come together. Unbeknownst to them, they had been secretly experimented on in an isolated laboratory, leaving them confused and isolated. All of this was in preparation for them to emerge as the most powerful warriors in human history. A dark shroud conceals a sinister secret, eagerly awaiting their arrival. Their epic journey is propelled forward by the profound and enduring power of love and unity, filling every step with an abundance of joy and benevolence. However, lurking in the dimly lit corners are malevolent figures, waiting to test the strength of their unity. As they navigate through a series of formidable challenges, their unwavering optimism becomes a beacon of hope, guiding them toward triumph. The question of whether they will emerge victorious against the enveloping darkness or succumb to its tempting allure hangs in the balance, creating an enthralling and suspenseful narrative.

A young man incased in crystal falls from the sky and brings change to the world around him. Where the best of people are blessed by the Gods, Tars is Twice-Blessed. He will recover his powers and memories. He will gain followers before leading them to strength and prosperity. He will make enemies that will do everything in their power to destroy what Tars has built. While Tars strides ever forwards, others move in the shadows, their direction unseen and motives unknown. -This is a fantasy lit-rpg with a 'weak-to-strong' mc and kingdom building elements.

Rowan sees beauty in death. The Order he has sworn to obey only sees defilement. As the reviled Caretaker of the Order, Rowan has accepted his role as a dutiful outcast because he believes it is the only way to prove his worth to the man who holds his sisters’ souls as collateral. With his magic and his voice, Rowan can absorb death and transform it, but only in ways the Order deems acceptable to maintain the stability of the reality it claims to protect Order must subdue Disorder. Reality must triumph over illusion. He is tainted and always will be. Rowan has never questioned those lessons, but that changes the night he harvests a crimson soul that is more than human and chooses to keep it a secret. When Rowan’s song transforms that soul into a beautiful and mysterious man he names Wren, he is forced to accept that sometimes duty is a lie and illusion is the only thing you can trust. As the fabric of the Order begins to unwind and a new kind of Disorder takes hold, Rowan will need to choose again, stand with the Order that held him down, or forge a new path with Wren at his side. He may be the only one who can restore balance to the worlds, but only if he can find balance within himself first. ************************************* Updates 3-4 times per week. Note: This story focuses on relationships. I promise an epic romance, lots of swoon-worthy moments, and a healthy amount of fluff. When it does get steamy…you might get burned. Fair warning for explicit content. I don’t shy away from my spice. There are lots of side characters and couples to fall in love with, in addition to the main couple. If you love the idea of found family, you will be happy. This book is set in a non-heteronormative world, so you will see various gender identities/expressions and types of love. ************************************* Excerpt (if you want the full steamy version, you will have to read the book!): Still reeling from the new magic that coursed under his skin and unsure of how to react to the desire that threatened to take control of him, Rowan froze. Wren's hot breath against his mouth sent a jolt of pleasure through his body, and he choked back a groan. A different kind of panic flared in Rowan's chest, burning him as if he were the one on fire. This was what he wanted, what he'd thought about every night since Wren left. But wanting more was one thing. Acting on it was another. He'd spent so much of his life hiding, he didn't know how to do anything else. One corner of Wren's mouth twitched as Rowan pulled away. When he attempted to free himself from Wren's grasp, Wren just hauled him closer. Rowan liked that he didn't have to think about what to do next. His bare chest thudded against Wren's torso, and the heat from Wren's body merged with Rowan's skin, melting him from the inside out. "What did you just do to me?" Wren's deep voice vibrated against Rowan's chest. "The Disorder of your illusion was holding you captive. I…I absorbed it." "Oh? Where did you learn to do that? Have I been gone that long?" Wren's grip loosened slightly on Rowan's wrists as if he was satisfied now that Rowan was practically sitting on top him. Rowan stared at Wren's lips. He opened his mouth to protest, but immediately closed it again. "I know you aren't going to say that I shouldn't touch you." Wren's free hand splayed over the small of Rowan's back. "Not when you started it." Rowan's breath hitched. "No. I'm not going to say that anymore. Not to you." "I thought you were afraid to be touched." Wren's fingers traced a circle over the curve of Rowan's spine as if testing for a reaction. "I know that I'm not afraid of you." Rowan waited for the panic to set in, but all he felt was desire. "With you, I want…" "You want what?" "I want more." Triumph flared in Wren's gaze before he narrowed his eyes. "Really? Then why are you still trying to get away from me?"

In the bustling heart of a modern metropolis, Alex Hartley lives a seemingly ordinary life as a freelance graphic designer, navigating the chaos of deadlines and fleeting relationships. Beneath his calm and collected demeanor, however, lies a secret he doesn’t even know he harbors. Unbeknownst to Alex, his mind is a labyrinth of fractured identities—multiple personalities that have silently coexisted, keeping their presence hidden from him and the world. This fragile balance shatters one fateful night. After a late-night gig, Alex is cornered in a dimly lit alley by a group of violent assailants. Outnumbered and overpowered, his world blurs into darkness as the first blow strikes. But just as the brink of death seems inevitable, something stirs deep within. Suddenly, Alex’s trembling form transforms into a figure of pure precision and ferocity. The assailants are no longer facing the mild-mannered designer but someone—something—else entirely. With ruthless efficiency, the awakened personality dismantles the threat, leaving Alex’s attackers fleeing in terror. As the adrenaline fades, Alex regains control, staring at his bloodied hands in disbelief. The memory of the fight is fragmented, his own voice echoing in his head—but it’s not his. For the first time, Alex comes face to face with the truth: he’s not alone in his own mind. To be continued...

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In a universe ruled by deities of unimaginable power, where gods from distant planetary systems wage cosmic wars to establish dominion, the path to glory begins with a single test. Kael Starborne, a young dreamer from the humble world of Seraphis, has one goal: to pass the fabled God's Army Test and join the Army of Gods. But ambition alone won’t suffice in a universe brimming with danger, wonder, and secrets. As Kael journeys through the trials, he forges bonds with a ragtag group of allies, each with their own dreams and burdens. Together, they explore mystical planets—one shrouded in eternal storms, another lit by perpetual dawn—and encounter powerful gods, each wielding unique abilities that rival imagination. Their journey unveils ancient beasts, legendary weapons, and a power system unlike anything they’ve known. But as Kael delves deeper into the War of Gods, he begins to unravel truths that shake the foundation of his beliefs. What lies beyond the heavens? Why do the gods truly fight? And what role does Kael, an ordinary mortal, play in this grand celestial chain? Heaven's Chain is a tale of adventure, friendship, and cosmic mystery, where the line between mortal and divine blurs, and the fate of the universe rests on the choices of one determined soul. Are you ready to unlock the secrets of the heavens and the secrets of the Universe?

Synopsis: Title: Shardbreaker Tagline: When the world shattered, power chose the broken. --- The world was once protected by a barrier known as the Veil. Eighty years ago, the Veil shattered, fracturing reality itself and merging Earth with fragments of otherworldly realms called Shards. These Shards brought untold dangers, treasures, and monsters — but also gave rise to Shardbreakers, individuals who wield the chaotic, unpredictable energy of the Aether to control and battle within the Shards. Yun Tae-Hyun, an unremarkable delivery boy, lives in the neon-lit chaos of Seoul, surrounded by Shardbreakers, rogue traders, and monstrous threats. He has no Aether Mark, no special powers — until one fateful day when a Shardstorm strikes, and an immense Shard crashes into him. The forbidden fragment awakens a forbidden power within him: the ability to distort reality itself. But this power comes at a cost. Tae-Hyun’s newfound ability[Distortion Shatterstep and Aetherbind] are wildly unstable and dangerous. As he grapples with the chaos of his abilities, he attracts the attention of both powerful Clades of Shardbreakers hunting him for his Forbidden Shard and monstrous, mind-bending enemies born from the shards. With the Arbiter, a mysterious figure who claims to be the creator of the Veil, pulling the strings, Tae-Hyun must navigate a fractured world, protect his sick sister Ji-Hye, and decide whether to restore the Veil, which would erase all the Shards — and humanity — or embrace his dangerous powers to forge a new world from the remains. Caught between factions, monsters, and his own spiraling descent into chaos, Tae-Hyun must master his Distortion powers before they consume him — or the world will be consumed instead. --- This is a tale of survival, choice, and the unpredictable consequences of wielding immense power. Shardbreaker promises high-stakes, emotionally driven action with mind-bending combat and a menace Mc who must decide whether saving the world is worth losing himself.

In the heart of Velocity City, a sprawling urban jungle known for its underground racing scene, 25-year-old Kayden Hart struggles to keep his father’s failing auto shop afloat. Known for his unparalleled skills in tuning engines, Kayden has a deep love for vintage Japanese cars, especially his Toyota AE86 Sprinter Trueno Apex, a hand-me-down from his late mother. Despite being considered outdated by modern standards, Kayden’s AE86 becomes a symbol of resilience, precision, and nostalgia in a world dominated by newer, sleeker models. On the other side of the city, Elena Voss, a 27-year-old investigative journalist, has a secret to uncover. She's after the truth about The Apex Run, a shadowy racing syndicate responsible for deadly accidents and rumored criminal activity. To gain entry into this clandestine world, Elena enlists Kayden’s help, offering to pay for his shop’s overdue debts in exchange for a partnership. Kayden reluctantly agrees, and together they enter The Apex Run, where racers showcase their souped-up machines. The competition includes a variety of iconic cars, such as: Toyota GT86: Driven by Kayden’s closest ally, Mia Takeda, a feisty racer with a knack for drifting. Mercedes-Benz AMG GT Black Series: Piloted by Victor "Phantom" Kane, Kayden’s ruthless rival with a history of sabotage. Nissan GT-R R35: A modern monster, driven by Marcus Steele, a millionaire playboy with a penchant for dirty tricks. Mazda RX-7 FD: Elena's undercover ride, secretly modified to hide surveillance tech. Characters: Kayden Hart: A scrappy, self-taught mechanic with a deep respect for classic cars. His AE86 is not just a car but a piece of his family legacy. He has a calm demeanor but harbors a fiery passion for racing. Elena Voss: Intelligent and headstrong, Elena has little knowledge about cars but learns quickly. She’s drawn to Kayden’s passion and begins to see racing as more than just a sport—it’s an art. Mia Takeda: Kayden’s childhood friend and confidante. She’s a fearless drifter with a Toyota GT86 built for speed and style. Victor "Phantom" Kane: A cold, calculating antagonist who will stop at nothing to win. His Mercedes-Benz AMG GT represents his obsession with perfection and power. Plot: Kayden and Elena form an unlikely bond as they navigate the dangerous world of underground racing. From neon-lit cityscapes to winding mountain roads, they face off against opponents in heart-pounding races. Their relationship grows deeper as Elena learns to appreciate the artistry of car culture, while Kayden finds himself opening up about his personal struggles. As the stakes escalate, the pair discovers that The Apex Run isn’t just about racing—it’s a front for illegal arms smuggling. Kayden’s decision to stand against the syndicate puts his life and Elena’s in grave danger. In a climactic showdown, Kayden races Phantom on a deadly mountain pass, where every twist and turn tests not only their driving skills but also their courage and loyalty. Cars in Detail: 1. Kayden’s Toyota AE86 Sprinter Trueno Apex: Classic black-and-white panda paint scheme. Modified with a high-revving 4A-GE engine, lightweight carbon-fiber panels, and advanced suspension for drifting. Equipped with nostalgic touches like a cassette player that Kayden refuses to replace. 2. Elena’s Mazda RX-7 FD: Bright yellow body with subtle black accents. Rotary engine tuned for both speed and stealth. Hidden compartments for her recording equipment. 3. Victor’s Mercedes-Benz AMG GT Black Series: Sleek matte black with crimson details. Twin-turbo V8 engine producing 730 horsepower. Designed for straight-line speed and intimidation. 4. Mia’s Toyota GT86: Metallic blue with silver racing stripes. Turbocharged engine and lightweight frame for drifting. Known for its aggressive styling and signature exhaust note.

Separated from the beloved Moon Goddess Chang'er, Tuzi the former-bunny turned divine lady, is violently thrown from the Realm of Gods into the Mortal Realm. Can Moon stay focused long enough to solve the mystery of who stole her beloved Tuzi, with the too-handsome-for-his-own-good, God of Sky distracting her at every clue's reveal? Why did the Sky God’s best soldier Atlas dive into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi? Will Tuzi be able to guard her heart against this dashing soldier? Why are so many alpha gods suddenly so interested in her business? And why are mosquitos the absolute worst…? Solve the mystery of the Moon Goddess’s stolen lady, in this romantic, funny and action-packed spin on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny. Bet you can't figure out who did it! [Novel images are AI generated] ******************** [Excerpt from Novel] The Goddess remembered that day clearly. As she floated in the sky near the cold doors of death, she shivered. She had lost too much blood. The pain was overtaking her senses. She knew she was dying. She hugged the rabbit in her arms even tighter, not wanting to drop her loyal friend. How the Goddess had wished she could see her loved one, just one last time, she thought sadly. The cold began to invade every part of her body, spreading itself like sharp frost through her bones. She had not thought that she would die feeling so lonely and scared. She choked back a sob. She wasn't sure if her eyes were becoming hazy and blurry from her tears or from her consciousness slipping away... "You're safe now... I will never let anything bad happen to you..." "Thank you..." she whispered gratefully. When the Goddess finally awakened, she was home within her palace in the Realm of Gods. She sat up slowly in her bed assessing her surroundings. Sunlight shone through the grand windows onto freshly cut flowers on the bedside table. She could hear the song birds serenading the world outside. The air smelled like a mix of vanilla and honey. Nothing was out of place here. She was wearing a light nightgown. She lifted the hem of it so she could take a look at her body. Her light skin was smooth and glowing. There were no injuries at all. For a moment, she wondered if her time on Earth as Queen Chang’er was nothing but a dream. She took a deep breath when she felt something moving under the blanket. Curious, she lifted back the covers and gazed into the face of the little rabbit who had been her companion through it all. The Goddess’s eyes became wet with tears as she lifted the rabbit up onto her lap. She couldn’t believe that the little bunny survived the journey to the Realm of Gods. “Was it you who saved me…?” The rabbit rubbed its furry face against her hands, wiggling her little cotton tail, happy that her master had finally awakened from her long slumber. “You silly one…” The Goddess touched her finger against the rabbit’s nose, which caused it to twitch slightly. “For your kindness,” she said gently, “I will repay you, my little Tuzi.” The Goddess worked her magic and changed Tuzi’s form into a human. Forever her companion and friend. The legend of Chang’er goes, that she became the Moon Goddess in the heavens, accompanied by her loyal white rabbit. Sometimes, if one stares long enough at the Moon, they can see the rabbit shift into a human.

For many years, the Carrians have lorded over Ciricos. However, their mighty legions have been stretched thin, as they have foes on multiple sides. Thus, they have hired the Maerkenien, warlike people that were far removed from mainland politics, isolated in an archipelago on the far west of the Great Ocean. They have made a grave mistake, however. They bankrupted themselves with lavish niceties, leaving none for their hired sellswords. They have appeased them with granting them land charters in the potential-full Isle, a backwater that Carrian pioneers have settled on for a century, though it is infested with the natives of the Isle, unwilling to accept civilization encroaching on their lands. However, the Maerkenien grow discontent, with no coin from the Carrians, the fuse of war have just been lit, and it is a matter of time before it goes off. (For the Royal Road staff that have rejected my submission of this story in their website, here is the link to my account in Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/573444/fictions I hope you reconsider the rejection, as I will be updating this story on both here on WebNovel and Royal Road! :D)

In the neon-lit, sprawling metropolis of Mira, the Grand Universe Fighting Association (GUFA) reigns supreme, drawing the fiercest warriors from across the galaxy. This cyberpunk dystopia, teeming with hedonistic nightlife and perpetual summer, hides a brutal heart where the only rule is that there are no rules. Here, dreams are built on the broken bodies of the fallen, and the price of glory is paid in blood. Amidst the chaos and glamour of Mira, another world exists in its shadowy depths—the City of the Depths. Within this labyrinth of tunnels lies the Underground, a savage arena where only the most insane dare to compete. Organized by the shadowy lords of the underworld, these unsanctioned fights are a brutal spectacle of blood and violence, where the crowds' thirst for carnage is unquenchable. Eli, a once-promising mixed martial arts coach now fallen from grace, navigates this dark world, covering local fight promotions to survive. Disillusioned and broken, Eli's life takes an unexpected turn when he discovers a mysterious young boy in the depths of the Underground. The boy, with snow-white hair, crimson eyes, and a body adorned with tattoos and scars, exudes a deadly aura that captivates Eli. Intrigued by the boy's potential and haunted by his own past failures, Eli sees a chance at redemption. As he delves deeper into the dark underbelly of Mira, he becomes entangled in a web of violence and intrigue, where the line between mentor and monster blurs. What secrets does the boy hide, and what will Eli sacrifice to uncover the truth?