Gautam Rode Suryaputra Karn

Había sido el mejor asesino de todos los tiempos en su mundo y cuando finalmente fue asesinado, una diosa aprovechó la oportunidad para enviar su alma al cuerpo de un chico en otro mundo que era débil por ahora pero que estaba destinado a convertirse en el mago más poderoso de este mundo. Este joven se llamaba Kevin y decidió tomar su identidad ya que había conservado sus recuerdos. Lo único que tenía en común con él era que ambos eran huérfanos, pero Kevin tenía una mente débil y un cuerpo débil, en resumen, todo lo que más odiaba. Tras lograr entrar en la Secta del Sol como mago, logró abrir el libro que Kevin había heredado de sus padres y que había sido incapaz de abrir. Qué sorpresa fue cuando se dio cuenta de que este libro se había convertido en un Sistema que le permitía subir de nivel como en los juegos de realidad virtual que solía jugar en su mundo natal. Con la ayuda de este Sistema cumplirá su deseo, se convertirá en el humano más poderoso de este mundo, ni los cambiaformas ni los demonios podrán hacerle nada. ………… —Vístete primero, luego hablaremos —dijo Kevin, apartando la vista de nuevo. Axel encontró ropa que parecía holgada y se la puso de inmediato, también tomó un par de dagas cuyas hojas eran un poco más cortas que sus antebrazos, y luego se acercó a Kevin y lo abrazó por detrás. Kevin le dejó hacer lo que quisiera, aunque una de sus dagas estaba ahora muy cerca de su garganta, Axel le susurró cerca del oído: —Quiero confiar en ti, Kevin, así que dame una buena razón para hacerlo. —¿Qué quieres saber? —le preguntó Kevín. Axel suspiró, amenazar a Kevin con sus propias dagas no le haría ningún bien, y corría el riesgo de romper el vínculo que estaban empezando a formar. Entonces tomó una decisión y clavó las dos dagas en el suelo frente a ellos, pasó sus manos por debajo del suéter de Kevin y rodeó su cintura con ellas, presionándolo más contra él. Kevin no había esperado este giro de los acontecimientos y sintió que su corazón se aceleraba. Las manos de Axel eran cálidas y podía sentir su enorme erección contra él, una cosa era segura, no lo dejaba indiferente. …………. ADVERTENCIA esta no es una novela romántica de desarrollo lento y es una novela BL R18 con muchas escenas picantes, así que si te gusta leer 100 capítulos antes de que los personajes principales se besen por primera vez, simplemente salta esta historia definitivamente no es para ti. De lo contrario, sigue las aventuras de nuestros dos héroes, si te encantan los mundos llenos de criaturas misteriosas, magia, peleas, mazmorras, un Sistema que te permite subir de nivel rápidamente, y una historia de amor única y poderosa, entonces esta historia es para ti. ……………. Si te gusta esta historia prueba mis otras novelas: El Sistema del Mago Divino El Fénix Celestial y su Guardiana (BL) Reencarnado para salvar el universo (GL/BL) Nueva Actualización: Domingo/Lunes/Miércoles/Viernes/Sábado Disfruta tu tiempo de lectura y no olvides votar, comentar y reseñar :)

“Are you scared?” Vaerion asked, his deep voice muffled slightly by the helmet he wore. Asuriel sniffled, swallowing the remnants of her emotional breakdown. In contradiction to the nervousness she felt boiling in her stomach, she scoffed, “Of course not.” “A shame,” the devil chuckled, a hint of mischief in his tone. “Let’s fix that.” Before Asuriel could ask what he meant, the motorcycle’s engine roared to life, and inertia sent her body backward. She instinctively jumped forward and tightened her grip on the man’s waist. The sounds of the bike reverberated deep in her chest, making a home in her ribcage. The pair flew through the night, passing cars and buildings so quickly that it all looked like multicolored streaks of light rushing by. Her heartbeat soared as adrenaline and fear filled her bloodstream. As they rode out of the city, Vaerion spoke to her through their mind-link, his tone possessive, “Your fear is mine to evoke. Don’t you dare cry again – unless I’m the one to make you.” —— In a modern, urban world where the celestial and infernal realms secretly shape mortal existence, Asuriel has always considered herself an ordinary woman with a passion for mixing drinks and living a boring, ignoble life. But as her twenty-fifth birthday approaches, everything changes. Powerful abilities hidden deep beneath the surface since childhood finally begin to burst through, revealing her cursed heritage – which marks her as both a miracle and an abomination. A beastly devil named Vaerion Sinclair—the charismatic and ruthless CEO of one of the largest business conglomerates—has been tied to her since she was young by her strange abilities. Now, having been awoken, the bond they share is activated – both physically and mentally. Being forced to share dreams and stay within 10 feet of a stranger 24/7 is troublesome, to say the least... especially when he is a walking temptation. As these new, unbridled powers threaten to tear her apart, she discovers that, if she wants to survive, she has to unravel the mystery of her origins and the prophecy tied to her bloodline. Her body has turned into a ticking time bomb. Alongside Vaerion, who is obligated to help out of the selfish desire to preserve his own life, the pair uncovers threads of lies, betrayal, and forbidden love that could ignite a war between the celestial and infernal realms. —— My Inkbound Devil gives you a slice of all your favorite tropes: urban, fantasy romance with a devil-beast CEO and dark, heavy atmosphere… with R18 smut as icing on the cake.~ Join us on this adventure, and support the novel if you enjoy it! Expect daily updates~

"Ding! Ultimate Primordial System is here" Karn a b.tech student from MANIT transmigrated to Indu's start, where aura warriors avail. And with it's awakening a powerful being sealed far away in universe awake, Why? Why he said "Finally, now revenge can be done" what is the mystery behind the Karn and how can he survive in this world with system. "Hello guys, I am an new Indian writer, mixing the concept of ancient Ramayana and Mahabharat into this novel and bacnkground of ancient Bharat. Hope to see your support with collections and power stones and if you have any suggestion and doubt feel free to comment it. And believe at the end of chapter 100 there will be major change in novel and you will like it"

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

The New Story Begins Centuries later, Aryavart thrives as a young multiverse, filled with diverse worlds and vibrant life. However, remnants of the old multiverse's chaos linger, hidden in the shadows, threatening to disrupt the fragile harmony. The story now follows a new generation of heroes and adventurers who uncover these ancient secrets and confront the challenges left by the cosmic war. The legacy of Kalki and the Seven Eternals lives on, whispered in myths and legends, guiding the new inhabitants of Aryavart as they navigate the perils and wonders of their universe.

In the ancient lands inspired by historical Nepal, where gods are revered and empires rise and fall, Shree Yan emerges as a man burdened by tragedy and driven by vengeance. Once a kind-hearted boy, he is shaped into a cunning, ruthless seeker of power after witnessing the murder of his mother at the hands of the Gautam kingdom. Rejecting the gods, he instead embraces the teachings of Buddha and seeks to escape the illusionary world through the path of immortality. Shree Yan's journey begins with his pursuit of forbidden cultivation techniques, each offering immense power at a devastating cost to his humanity. Along the way, he assembles a following, creating his own sect from outcasts and rebels disillusioned by the tyranny of the Gautam kingdom. However, his rise to power comes with betrayal and bloodshed, forcing him to walk a path where trust is fleeting and alliances are fragile. Shidhara Gautami, the Gautam princess, remains an unwavering presence in Shree Yan's life. Despite his descent into darkness, she believes in the goodness that once defined him and desires to see him return to his childhood self. Her love and loyalty become a source of conflict for Shree Yan, as he questions whether he is capable of redemption or whether his destiny is to become the very thing he despises. Opposing him are powerful enemies: King Rajendra Gautam, who sees Shree Yan as a threat to his throne; Arindam, a rival cultivator with a vision of power rooted in preservation; and Kaliyan, a dark sorcerer who seeks to bend Shree Yan to his will. These adversaries challenge Shree Yan not only in strength but in ideology, forcing him to confront the morality of his actions and the consequences of his ambition. As Shree Yan ascends through the stages of cultivation—mastering the elements, shadows, souls, and even time itself—he is haunted by the growing cost of his power. His sect fractures under the weight of his ruthless decisions, and he faces betrayal by those he once trusted, including his former mentor, Kiran Gopal. Through all this, Shree Yan remains relentless, driven by his ultimate goal: to destroy the Gautam kingdom, avenge his mother, and transcend the illusionary world to achieve eternal life. But as Shree Yan nears the peak of his power, he begins to question the meaning of his quest. Is immortality truly freedom, or is it a prison of loneliness and regret? In his pursuit of revenge and transcendence, has he become the very monster he once vowed to destroy? Destiny of Immortality is a tale of ambition, betrayal, and the search for meaning in a world where power comes at a heavy price. It explores the duality of human nature, the fragility of trust, and the ultimate question: Is destiny something to be embraced or defied?

(This Story Takes Place In AU So, Don't Expect To Go Things As It Was In the Original Mahabharat.) Hindu x Greek x Norse (Mythologies Included) ******************* My name is Aditya. I am a seventeen-year-old who used to live in Kurukshetra, Haryana, and, of course, an orphan. Life was ordinary until a tragic accident took me away from the modern world—only to be reborn in a time I had only read about in history books: the Mahabharata era. As for how I got to this conclusion? Well, the answer to that question lies with the man-god sitting far away from me with a mischievous smile on his handsome face—Lord Krishna. It seems my memories awakened at a significant moment: the Swayamvara of Draupadi. Standing amidst an assembly of kings and warriors, I watch as Karna is insulted and humiliated for his lower caste. The tension in the air was palpable, and I realized that I was witnessing one of the most pivotal events in the Mahabharata. My heart raced with both excitement and dread. But as I tried to process this, something even stranger happened—a voice echoed in my mind. [Welcome, User! You have activated the Gacha System.] What on earth? Or rather, what in the Mahabharata? Before I could even fully comprehend the situation, I felt a strange pull within me, like an invisible force connecting me to something far greater. The system interface appeared in front of my eyes, listing various abilities, weapons, and companions—all locked behind a gacha mechanism. Apparently, I had been reincarnated not just as a mere observer but with a cheat ability straight out of a video game. The Gacha System allowed me to draw random skills, weapons, or even templates from the grand pool of every mythological lore. But there was a catch: each draw required "Fate Points," and earning those points meant altering the events of this world. As I stood there, watching the unfolding drama with Karna, I realized that I was no longer just a bystander. I had the power to change history, for better or worse. But meddling with destiny in such a grand tale came with unimaginable consequences. What if I anger the gods? What if I change the fate of heroes like Arjuna, Karna, or Bhishma? The weight of it all hit me like a thunderbolt. Still, one thing was certain—I couldn't let things play out the way they did in the original story, not if I had the power to make things right. With the Gacha System at my side, I had the chance to rewrite the Mahabharata itself. But I needed to be cautious. Lord Krishna’s knowing gaze seemed to pierce through me as if he already knew about my unique circumstances. Was he testing me? Guiding me? Or simply waiting to see how my actions would shape the future? Then let's start with this event itself. ********************** Disclaimer: Remember, this is a fanfiction about Mahabharata. Not "Original" Mahabharata. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing a what-if story from my perspective. If you don't like it, So I kindly request you not read further this.

In Qiu Che’s previous life, she disguised herself as a man to take the imperial examination for her brother. For the so-called great plan of her father and brother, she married the most favored princess of the dynasty, Li Qingwu, at all costs. But after ten years of marriage, she never touched her finger. On the day she became the powerful prime minister, she died at the hands of her biological father. Her brother stepped on her corpse and became famous. And she died quietly in the prime minister’s mansion in the cold spring night. It was her wife who she had never seen once, who collected her corpse for her, set fire to the prime minister’s mansion, and finally committed suicide with a sword in front of her grave. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the eighteenth year of Zhenfeng. It was the year when she had just passed the imperial examination and was in high spirits. She rode a horse through the streets, and suddenly raised her eyes and saw a man standing by the pavilion with a crowd on his left and right, looking at her quietly from top to bottom. Vermilion mole, red lips, beautiful beyond compare. In her eyes are endless sparks. It was not until this life that Qiu Che finally knew that the bad fate in her previous life, which she thought was obtained by despicable calculation, was actually the fate that Li Qingwu had sought after three bows and nine kowtows in the Golden Palace. She is Li Qingwu, a model of a lady from a noble family, and she is a rebellious person only once in her life. It is also the one that the other party has been seeking for countless days and nights. -------------------------------------------------------- Click to join my Patreon for free and get a sneak peek at upcoming chapters and exclusive content! https://patreon.com/Crimson_Lore?utm_medium=unknown&utm_source=join_link&utm_campaign=creatorshare_creator&utm_content=copyLink

Este es un mundo "Apocalíptico" el cual esta lleno de vida, aunque una muy distinta a la que muchos desearían y, de hecho, es la razón principal por la cual el mundo se está acabando o, mejor dicho, la única razón por la que la vida humana se está acabando. Esto nos hace pensar que uno a veces debe creer incluso en lo que no ha visto y prepararse para ello, ya que nunca se sabe cuando aquello que ignoraste puede volver y morderte antes de que te des cuenta. Por suerte, en este mundo tan distinto al que recordarnos, una leve esperanza ha comenzado a abrirse espacio entre el horror y las circunstancias que la rodean, llevando así las cicatrices y marcas en su piel con orgullo y tristeza. Con el tiempo, mientras recorre su peligroso camino habrán quienes lo llamen Loco o "Diablo", más otros lo llamaran "Salvador" o simplemente... Dante, el nombre tatuado en su Cuerpo y Alma.

Lucifer Morningstar. Yeah, I know—sounds like a joke, right? Who names their kid after the Devil himself? My father, of course. Abaddon Morningstar, a deluded Satanist obsessed with bringing about the end times. And because of him, I spent my entire life in the shadow of a name I couldn’t escape. Growing up in a house where rituals, blood, and darkness were commonplace, I became a pariah, bullied by everyone—family, friends, and even strangers. No one saw past the name. No one saw me. Instead, I was just "Lucifer," destined to inherit the dark legacy of some fallen god. But then came Celeste. My half-little sister. The one bright spot in my miserable existence. She was everything I wasn’t—kind, innocent, pure. I swore to protect her from the nightmare that was our father. In a world where I was tainted by my own blood, Celeste was my only redemption. But life never plays fair. One tragic night, everything changed. In a brutal twist of fate, my world shattered. My father’s madness escalated, leading to a catastrophe that stole everything I held dear. My sister, the only person I ever truly loved, was taken from me, leaving me with nothing but a bitter emptiness and the anger of an entire lifetime. He said, "A devil shouldn't care about 'inferiors'." ...but I did. I cared. And that’s what made my fall so much more unforgivable in his eyes. I swore vengeance on the man who tore my world apart. And I succeeded but at the cost of a runic ceremonial dagger plugged into my heart that drained the last bit of my life force. As the dagger crushed my heart, everything faded. Darkness. Silence. Then... nothing. At first, I thought it was the end. Maybe I’d finally been claimed by the darkness my father worshipped. But then I awoke, gasping for breath in a new world. ------------------------ Check out my works. Reincarnated As Karna With System Mahabharata I Become A Mob Character In A Novel

[Advertencia: contenido maduro r18+/fuerte] Él es su salvación. Ella, su perdición. Sin embargo, se niega a dejarla ir... Mineah, la Princesa más joven de Ebodia, fue maldecida al nacer para permanecer inmaculada y traer desgracia a los que la rodean. Esta profecía se cierne sobre ella como una nube oscura, creciendo cada año que no se cumple. Existe en rumores susurrados como una figura lastimera: frágil, sumisa, indeseable. Debajo de esa máscara se encuentra una zorra fuerte y feroz digna de ser reina. Y esta posible reina ha puesto sus ojos en romper su maldición, incluso si eso significa engañar al vampiro más astuto que jamás haya nacido. Nikolai, aunque recluso y enigmático, es reverenciado por el Reino de Valcrez como un gobernante sabio y poderoso. Sin que sus leales súbditos lo sepan, su imagen de perfección es una red de mentiras que, si se expone, puede hacer que su reino y todo lo que aprecian se derrumbe bajo sus pies. Cuando estos dos encuentran sus caminos cruzados en una alianza matrimonial, comienza el juego de la Seducción de la Corona. Pero, ¿quién es el cazador y quién es la presa? ******** Extracto: —¿Por qué te estás desnudando frente a mí? —preguntó con el ceño fruncido, haciendo poco por ocultar la irritación en su voz—. ¡Su objetivo era capturar solo su corazón, no todo su cuerpo! —¿No se me permite tomar un baño con mi esposa? —respondió con tono frío—. Pedí a propósito una bañera grande para estar seguro de que los dos cabríamos en ella juntos. Ella suspiró, sin apartar la mirada de él mientras recuperaba la compostura. Al verlo sonreír con suficiencia, se obligó a sentirse cómoda mientras él hablaba. —Así está mejor. Dijiste tú misma que nadie te obligó a casarte conmigo. En cambio, te ofreciste y te ofreciste voluntariamente para hacerlo, así que espero que tengas la seguridad suficiente para compartir un baño con tu marido —afirmó con confianza Nikolai—. Después de todo, pronto haremos más que solo esto. Descarado... Evitando rodar los ojos, logró darle una sonrisa mientras decía: —No me culpes si luego mueres por mi culpa. **** Nota: La portada del libro fue encargada y es propiedad del autor. Por favor, no la utilice!

En el reino de Aqare, la familia Adara es una leyenda viviente. Fundado por un ancestro que gobernó durante 1,400 años antes de abdicar, los Adara hicieron un juramento inquebrantable: jamás volverían a sentarse en el trono. Sin embargo, una reina obsesionada con el poder no aceptó esa decisión y tejió una intrincada conspiración para devolver la corona a su sangre. Zaykar Adara, con apenas 7 años, se encuentra atrapado en el centro de una lucha silenciosa por el destino de su linaje. Criado bajo la estricta tutela de su abuelo inmortal, quien lo somete a un duro entrenamiento para forjarlo como un verdadero Adara, Zaykar debe demostrar que es digno de activar la sangre que le otorgará la inmortalidad. Pero cada lección es una prueba, y cada mirada de su abuelo esconde un juicio. Mientras Zaykar crece, los secretos de su familia y los planes ocultos de quienes lo rodean comienzan a revelarse. La pregunta no es si llegará al trono, sino si podrá resistir el peso de las expectativas, las traiciones y el legado que amenaza con consumirlo. La sangre, la sangre inmortal, la sangre mortal, la sangre de unión, la sangre real, la sangre del pueblo, la sangre de poder, una obligación, responsabilidad sin decisión, sin elección, una vida controlada, un escapé, llanto, felicidad, un príncipe.

Title: 重生：我有每日签到系统 --- Reborn in 1993, high school student Lin Ge activates a god-level sign-in system. While others are still making their first fortunes, he has already signed in to countless rewards. "You have signed in and received: the first Maybach in Xia Country." "You have signed in and received: a five-star hotel worth 6 million." "You have signed in and received: a movie theater in the city center." One day after school, a suitor rode a bicycle to invite school beauty Yu Kelan. "Sorry, my boyfriend is picking me up." With a slight smile, Yu Kelan got into the Maybach and drove off, leaving the heartbroken suitor behind.

En un rincón del mundo donde la lógica ha decidido tomarse unas vacaciones permanentes, se encuentra "Ayuda Mundiales", un centro de asistencia que se ha convertido en el epicentro de las catástrofes más absurdas y disparatadas. Allí, un grupo de lunáticos, cada uno más excéntrico que el anterior, recibe llamadas de todo el planeta pidiendo ayuda para situaciones que van desde lo cómico hasta lo surrealista. Nuestro protagonista, un optimista incorregible que también es considerado un lunático por su inusual forma de ver la vida, se une a Estella, una ingeniosa y sarcástica operadora que ha aprendido a navegar entre la locura del lugar. Juntos, deberán enfrentarse a clientes que les piden resolver problemas como un volcán que escupe helados, una plaga de gatos que han decidido hacerse con el control de una ciudad o un grupo de extraterrestres que solo quieren aprender a bailar salsa. Mientras intentan salvar el día, el dúo se verá envuelto en enredos cómicos, malentendidos hilarantes y situaciones absurdas que pondrán a prueba su ingenio y amistad. En un mundo donde la locura es la norma, ¿podrán Estella y nuestro protagonista encontrar la manera de sobrevivir y, tal vez, incluso salvar a los locos que los rodean? Con un humor desbordante y una crítica a las absurdidades de la vida moderna, "Ayuda Mundiales" te llevará a un viaje donde la única regla es que no hay reglas, y la risa es la mejor medicina. ¡Prepárate para una aventura donde la locura es solo el comienzo!

Leonel, un joven de 15 años, posee una capacidad extraordinaria para descifrar las emociones de los demás, aunque es incapaz de reconocer las propias. Este conflicto interno lo ha moldeado como una persona egoísta y distante, reservando su afecto únicamente para su familia. Sin embargo, incluso allí, sus decisiones suelen ser impulsivas y erráticas. En la escuela y en su vida diaria, su desconexión emocional lo coloca en constantes malentendidos, complicando sus relaciones con quienes lo rodean. Todo cambia drásticamente cuando, en un giro inesperado, se ve obligado a comprometerse con Rachel, una chica de su misma edad. nota del autor: puedes tener contenido no apto para todo público Por lo cual queda Bajo su discreción gracias por su atención y que disfruten la novela ya que soy novato todavía excepto todo tipo de sugerencias. Por favor déjeme un comentario qué les pareció el primer capítulo.

Al abrir los ojos ya no era ella misma, ya no era Alicia. Había sufrido un accidente y cuando menos se dio cuenta... ¡¿Ahora era el villano de su novela favorita?! Alicia, una joven fan de las novelas web, en especial del género de romance, de pronto tuvo un accidente y despertó dentro del cuerpo de Alan Meddich, antagonista y "villano" de su novela favorita, El canto de mi amor. Al buscar la manera de regresar a su mundo de origen terminará complicando más su situación, descubriendo intrigas que rodean a este personaje que en un pasado odió y, quizás también termine con el corazón en la mano por culpa de su deber como lectora y sus propios sentimientos.

A man cladded in a black rode walked up the mountain to finally meet his nemesis the guardian ancestors which is ironically led by his great grandmother,he looked back and all he could see where people he had already slaughtered he sighed" maybe I shouldn't have been born anyway" as if getting back to his senses he roared "I don't care,I make decisions and I don't regret them " his voice echoing through vast space that was filled with bodies,every step he took he remembered his losses all of them weighing heavily on him he paused then looked up and behold they where there waiting patiently for him he could smell their helplessness but that wasn't going to stop him from destroying them.on the largest mountain in the universe they stood waiting for him guardian ancestors of clans, sects and factions this people where literally gods but they couldn't help but swallow heavily,the nearer the harbinger of destruction came,the funniest thing is that they knew they couldn't beg,many of them actually wished he could spare them but they also "understood" he couldn't.Their leader the guardian ancestor of the clans sighed and spoke"Here he his everyone,my great grandson the one that has been destined to destroy and put an end to us finally,I hate to break it to you I'm out of motivation at this point it seems this the finally the end"then she clapsed her hand seeing her the guardians also clapsed their hands transferring their essence to their leader who was getting powered up every seconds,then the man arrived upon seeing them he scoffed"I can't believe the guardian ancestors are also making final struggles how touching" then he burst out laughing but the laughter was more of a pained one,all of a sudden his demeanor changed to a very cold and chilling one with a devilish smile he said"well pls put up a good enough fight"

(This Story Takes Place In AU So, Don't Expect To Go Things As It Was In the Original Mahabharat.) A Young Boy From Kalyug Named Jaswant An Orphan But Was Hardworking And Caring To His Fellow Orphan. But When He Was At The Age Of 16 Years Old When He Died Mysteriously And Got Reincarnated- As Karna From Dwapar Yug With Boon As A System. Let's See What A Boy With a System From Kalyug Does In His Second Life, Will He Live As the Original Karna, Will He Walk On His Path? Disclaimer: Remember, This is fanfiction of Mahabharata. Not "Original" Mahabharata. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing what-if story from my perspective. If you don't like it, So I kindly request you not read further this. 4 Chapters/Week Minimum. Bonus Chapter Depends On Mood Teehee~

Greek x Norse Mythology Included (This Story Takes Place In AU So, Don't Expect To Go Things As It Was In the Original Ramayana.) In a mystical tale set against the backdrop of the ancient Treta Yuga during the time of the Ramayana, 'Rebirth As The Asura Prince' unfolds the extraordinary journey of a young boy named Indrajit. Fate takes a dramatic turn as Indrajit is unexpectedly reincarnated as Meghnad, the formidable and powerful son of the Asura king Ravana. As the stage is set for the colossal war between the forces of good and evil, tensions mount, and the anticipation of the impending conflict looms large. Indrajit, now reborn as Meghnad, grapples with the weight of his newfound identity. The boy who once lived a mundane life is thrust into the epicenter of the greatest war of the era, the war that will determine the fate of gods and demons. Caught between his past and present, Meghnad faces a moral dilemma. Will he blindly follow the path of his demonic lineage, or will he forge his own destiny? As the war drums echo across the land and alliances are tested, Meghnad must navigate treacherous waters, battling external foes and inner demons that threaten to consume him. Disclaimer: Remember, This is fanfiction of Ramayana. Not "Original" Ramayana. I have no intention to harm anyone's religious belief, I am just writing a what-if story from my perspective. If you don't like it, I kindly request you not read this further. 7 Chapters/Week Minimum.

50+ free chapters available! ------------------------------------- Neo Cromwell suddenly transmigrated into a magical modern world where dungeons, beasts and awakened hunters coexist. But he became a palm-sized slime cub who was about to die in the mouth of a fellow slime! In life and death crisis, Neo awakened as a [Beast Tamer]. He only has two choices. Constantly level up and tame others, or be tamed by others. Thus, Neo started his counterattack journey as a literal "beast" tamer, the one and only. Other slimes and beasts were stuck in the dungeon until death? This slime cub arrogantly rode on the hunters' head and leave! Hunters brought their pet beasts to raid dungeons? A certain slime cub dragged his "human pets" by the neck to raid dungeons! Beast tamers wanted to tame him? Hold his whip! The slime cub whipped the beast tamers' azz to submission! Challenge the tower, fight against other civilizations, become a human, compete with new generation of hunters, conquer both beasts and humans! With his ultimate skill [Slime Transformation] and [Beast Taming], Neo created the legend of the beast tamer slime. DING! [Devour] skill is activated! Linking skills: [Slime Transformation] — [Beast Taming] You choose. • • DING! [Slime Transformation] skill is activated! Neo: wait, what's with the princess cosplay?! -------------------- (Inspired from Solo Leveling & similar stories, Tower of God & anything tower-related + Rimuru for the slime chara) Update schedule: [After premium/chapter locked] Mon-Sun: 2 chps/day Bonus chapters: Weekend 3 chaps/Mass release 5/10/15 chps once a month

Mc get transmigrated into a cultivation world. R-18, Romance, Action, Adventure. Mc is a male, protagonist are females. ~There will be many races involved in this cultivation world.

Alexander Ratblack, un joven de 17 años, ha pasado los últimos años sumido en la soledad y el acoso de sus compañeros de preparatoria tras la pérdida de su madre. Atrapado en una rutina monótona y dolorosa, enfrenta día a día las burlas de quienes lo rodean. Sin embargo, un inesperado desmayo lo lleva a un lugar desconocido, donde se despierta con el aspecto de un anciano.

Algo extraño está sucediendo. Todos los que me rodean actúan de manera inusual con Carlos. ¿Qué está pasando?

Maya finds herself battling between two lovers and the streets. Maya has always been that chick rode out for her friends. She always made a way out of no way when it came to making money. She ran into one particular individual that made her change some of her ways. But then she ran into another one who made her realize that it's more to life than just the street's. Maya finds herself battling between two individuals that want to love her and take her off the streets. But is Maya ready to give up the streets? Or will she settle with one of the individuals? And is it worth it or not. Will maya find love in one of the two or will she fall victim to the streets. Is love everlasting or is it just unreal to have. Will Maya ever get out of the hustle? Will Maya still be Maya through the changes? All I know is Maya is that boss that will have you on your knees begging please when it comes to her. Maya is that chick and will always be that chick period.

Aya was a woman who was a jack-of-all-trades, master of none. Addicted to her mobile phone, she was whisked away into another world when the public bus she rode met an accident. She woke up to a world where there are no modern appliances but have magic rule and run the world. Join her on this hilarious and magical journey while she try to find her way back home.

Despierta en un cuerpo ajeno, con los recuerdos fragmentados de una vida que ya no le pertenece. Heredero de un reino al borde de la guerra, su única certeza es que alguien lo ha intercambiado por otra alma, condenándolo a una existencia que no comprende. Mientras lucha por adaptarse a un mundo dominado por la magia y la traición, descubre que su tío, Zagan Drakovar, conspira para arrebatarle el trono. Atrapado entre las sombras de un pasado que apenas recuerda y un futuro incierto, ahora en el cuerpo de Vlad Drakovar debe aprender a usar sus nuevos poderes, descubrir la verdad detrás de su intercambio y enfrentarse a los enemigos que desean verlo caer. En un reino donde la lealtad se compra y la magia corrompe, Vlad deberá decidir si forjar su propio destino o sucumbir a las conspiraciones que lo rodean. ¿Podrá reclamar su lugar legítimo o será desterrado para siempre en un cuerpo que no es suyo?

This is a Romantic Novel story. Jo Vani or Ruhan ke Bich Ghumati hai, Vani Ruhan Bachpan se sath rahe hai, Vani Ruhan ka ek dusre k bina Guzara nahi tha. yesa kiya hua ke 10 sal dono ne ek dusre ki taraf dekha bhi nahi , aur ek dusre se bahut dur chale gaye. Aur kese ye ek dusre ke kareeb ayege? kese dubara inki mulakat hogi? Janne ke liye Humare sth bane rahiye. main apko Khush karne ki puri kosis krungi. Big Smile :)

In a world shattered into floating realms and ruled by monsters, hunter Eryndor Vale stumbles upon the revival Sigil—a relic that rewinds time with every death. But this power is no gift. Each rewind takes a piece of his soul, blurs his happiness, and reveals whispers of a greater, terrifying purpose. Hunted by abyss's monsters and beasts alike, Eryndor must master the System deadly potential to survive in this world. Yet with every step, the line between survival of humankind and the Mystery of this unknowing system gets closer to him while ending his misery. As the Abyssal Calamity awakens, one truth becomes clear: the price of victory may be Eryndor himself. will he use his power to defend humanity, or will he risk it all to uncover the dark secrets of the System that could change the world forever? Is he the Chosen one or the Cursed??

Characters: Rohan - Ek school student jo social media par kaafi active hai aur followers aur likes ko bahut seriously leta hai. Neha - Rohan ki classmate aur dost, jo responsible tareeke se social media use karti hai. Mr. Verma - School ke teacher, jo students ko social media ke risks ke baare mein samjhate hain. Scene 1: Rohan aur Social Media Ka Nasha Panel 1: Rohan apne phone par social media par scroll kar raha hai aur apne profile par like aur comments ka check kar raha hai. Text: "Wow! 100 likes! Lekin Neha ke 200 hain... kya karoon ki mere bhi aur followers badhein?" Panel 2: Rohan selfie lekar aur edit karke flashy captions ke sath post karte hue dikhaya jata hai. Text: "Shayad kuch aur cool post karne se mere likes badh jayenge!" Scene 2: Fake Fame Ka Pressure Panel 3: Rohan ek expensive sneakers kharid leta hai, sirf apne followers ko impress karne ke liye, lekin andar se nervous aur stressed lagta hai. Text: "In sab mein paise bhi kaafi lag rahe hain... par agar likes badh gaye toh worth it hoga!" Panel 4: Neha Rohan ko samjhati hai ki likes aur followers ke piche bhagna zaroori nahi hai, asli dosti aur self-worth in cheezon par depend nahi karti. Text (Neha): "Rohan, yeh sirf ek screen hai! Real life mein jo hum hain wahi sabse important hai." Scene 3: Galat Post Ka Nateeja Panel 5: Rohan bina soch-samajh ke ek party ki photo daal deta hai jisme kuch students ki consent ke bina unki embarrassing photos bhi dikhayi deti hain. Text: "Sabko show-off karna chahiye! Yeh toh ek mast post hai." Panel 6: Agle din, Rohan ko complaints milti hain aur kuch log usse naraz hote hain kyunki unke photos bina unki ijazat ke daale gaye the. Text: "Yaar, maine toh socha hi nahi ki isse unhe problem hogi..." Scene 4: Realization aur Apne Aap Ko Improve Karna Panel 7: Mr. Verma Rohan aur class ko social media ke responsible use ke baare mein samjhate hain aur batate hain ki likes aur comments se humari asli value nahi banti. Text (Mr. Verma): "Social media pe hamare actions ka asar dusre logon par bhi padta hai. Zaroori hai ki hum uska sahi istemal karen." Panel 8: Rohan apni posts ko delete karta hai, privacy aur responsible use ke baare mein seekhta hai, aur apni asli life par dhyan dena shuru karta hai. Text: "Mujhe ab samajh aaya ki real life mein khush rehna aur dusron ki respect karna sabse zaroori hai." Scene 5: New Beginning Panel 9: Rohan aur Neha real-life activities mein time spend karte hain, jaise sports aur reading, aur Rohan aakhir mein social media ka responsible use karne lagta hai. Text: "Ab main social media ko life ka ek hissa samajh kar use karunga, aur apne asli doston aur hobbies par focus karunga."

Kayl, un joven de 18 años, quien lleva una vida privilegiada y tranquila, pero todo cambia de la noche a la mañana cuando comienza a recordar su vida pasada como un ser espiritual sanador, uno de los más importantes en el mundo de los espíritus. Ahora, los espíritus lo necesitan de vuelta. Deberá enfrentar las amenazas que lo rodean y ayudar a sus seres queridos del pasado.