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In the frozen wilderness beyond the village walls, survival isn’t guaranteed—it’s earned. Grey, a sharp-eyed young hunter gifted with the ability to see ethereal threads of light connecting all living things, walks a thin line between life and death with every step into the snowbound forests. His gift is his greatest tool—and his deepest secret. When the Grand Hunt leads Grey and his squad to a chilling encounter with a monstrous creature and a group of robed strangers led by a sinister old man, the world he thought he knew begins to crack. Ancient powers stir beneath the frost, and the old man's magic reveals a truth far more terrifying than the dangers of the frozen woods. As the village reels from loss, Grey finds himself facing impossible choices. His gift, once a quiet advantage, now feels like a curse drawing him deeper into a conflict he doesn't understand. Shadows whisper of forgotten paths—ancient roads walked by those who sought strength not just to survive, but to transcend. Paths where power can be cultivated, honed, and wielded by those willing to sacrifice everything. But power always comes at a cost. Blood stains the frost, alliances are tested, and every step deeper into the unknown pulls Grey closer to a path he may not be ready to tread—a path where strength isn’t just survival, but transformation. And in the depths of the wilderness, where cold winds carry secrets and danger lurks with every shadow, Grey must decide if he’s willing to pay the price for what lies beyond.

After transmigrating into the era of the Three Kingdoms, I find myself as the young Yuan Shu, a figure often criticized for his ambition and missteps. Upon awakening the Prodigal System, I discover its unique features: Level 1: For every 100,000 coins squandered, I gain an attribute point. Level 2: Unlocking the Reputation Store allows me to exchange reputation points for treasures. Level 3: Accessing the Legendary General Inheritance Panel grants me the legacy of Xiang Yu, the renowned Overlord of Western Chu. In this world, my companions are notable figures: Cao Cao: A formidable warlord and my troublesome friend. Diao Chan: My cousin, famed for her beauty. Cai Wenji: My junior sister, celebrated for her literary talent. In Luoyang City, I am recognized as a distinguished noble scion. At poetry gatherings, I am hailed as the foremost scholar with unparalleled talent. On the battlefield beneath Hulao Pass, I stand as an invincible, peerless general. In the hearts of the people, I am revered as the savior who rescues the suffering and aids the needy. I am Yuan Gonglu, the Greedy Wolf of Chaos. As a young hero in light robes, I revel in wine and song within Luoyang City. With the system's main quest now established, my ultimate goal is clear: to unite the Three Kingdoms, leave an indelible mark in history, and usher in a glorious era.

Qin Hao crossed into a parallel world and unexpectedly inherited the position of the current Celestial Master of the Qingyun Mountain Celestial Master's Mansion. Draped in purple robes, holding the authority of the Xuanmen sect. Bound to the Super Celestial Master System, he could earn different rewards every day by completing designated tasks. Organizing Taoist scriptures, he received the reward [Taiping Qi Technique]! Cleaning the main hall, he received the reward [Innate Golden Light Curse]! Sweeping the mountain gate, he received the reward [Soaring Immortal Step]! Pruning flowers and plants, he received the reward [Innate Yimu Qi Capture Technique]! Wiping the statues of the Three Pure Ones, he received the reward [Righteous Thunder Law]! ... He thought he could live peacefully without trouble, but unexpectedly, a photo that went viral online pushed him into the spotlight. A self-proclaimed fighting champion and male live streamer entered Qingyun Mountain, claiming to seek a man in purple robes for a challenge. A match of martial arts. The live stream was filled with over a million enthusiastic viewers. They supported the male live streamer in exposing a fraud, wondering whether the rumored Celestial Master in purple was truly as powerful as said. Under the watchful eyes of the public, Qin Hao reluctantly accepted the challenge. Qin Hao asked, 'Fellow practitioner, what shall we compare?' The male live streamer smiled confidently: 'I've heard the Celestial Master in purple is unmatched in martial arts; I have practiced free combat since I was young and have specifically come to learn something from you!' Qin Hao shook his head: 'Martial arts, I do not know.' 'What do you know then?' the male live streamer asked. Qin Hao unleashed a palm strike into the air, condensing the five thunders within his palm, and with a mighty slash. Golden thunder transformed into a blade of qi, slicing directly at the challenger. The thunder left in its wake split the 'Challenge the Celestial Master' plaque that the male live streamer had brought, right in front of the mountain gate, into two halves. Qin Hao said with a smile: 'I know thunder spell!!'

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— "Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

This is a game of deities. This is a fallen world. This is an endless voyage. Amidst the ruins of a shattered reality, a race known as "humans" dares to stake their existence on the faint glimmer of hope. "I shall return unto you the trials we once endured," proclaims a man of benevolent smile as he stands atop the pinnacle of the world. With fluttering banners, he gazes upon the radiant tapestry of the cosmos. He points a single finger toward the distant stars. Boom! A thunderous explosion shatters the silence, echoing across the desolate landscape.

*Roman historique fantastique à déroulement lent* Elise s'apprêtait à enfiler la robe qui était posée sur le coin de son lit lorsqu'elle entendit frapper à sa porte. Curieuse, elle tourna la poignée et se retrouva face à un grand homme qui la dominait. « Maître Ian ! » s'exclama-t-elle. Ian sourit avec le sourire espiègle habituel qu'il affichait toujours. Ses yeux cramoisis balayèrent brièvement sa chambre et s'arrêtèrent sur la robe noire posée sur son lit, puis se déplacèrent sur la femme qui se tenait devant lui. Il fit un pas en avant et demanda. « Où as-tu trouvé cette robe ? » « Monsieur Harland me l'a offerte », répondit Elise en tendant le cou pour voir les sourcils de Ian se froncer avec élégance. « Sais-tu pourquoi un homme aime offrir une robe à une femme ? » Il lui posa l'énigme à laquelle elle devait toujours réfléchir à deux fois avant de répondre. Mais cette fois, elle ne trouva pas de réponse et se contenta de secouer la tête. « Je ne sais pas. » Son sourire devint ensorcelant, comme si quelque chose s'était remué au plus profond des yeux écarlates qu'il avait. Il glissa lentement sa main sur le col de sa robe, envoyant un frisson glacial qui la surprit un instant à cause de sa température glacée. Après avoir défait les deux premiers boutons de son col, il inclina la tête vers le bas, murmurant à son oreille. « Parce qu'ils veulent être celui qui déshabille l'étoffe. » Il marqua une pause et embrassa son cou, faisant rougir la peau pâle avant de se rétracter pour fixer son regard sur elle et répondit avec nonchalance. « Malheureusement, tu ne peux pas porter la robe là-bas avec ça. » Il rit et tendit une boîte dans sa main. « Et la bonne nouvelle, c'est que je t'ai préparé une robe. » Elise était une petite fille maudite qui pouvait voir les fantômes. Sa famille la détestait et la rejetait d'une famille adoptive à l'autre. Cependant, le malheur n'agissait pas seul. Lorsqu'elle fut élevée par sa tante, elle fut vendue comme esclave. Lorsqu'elle crut qu'elle ne deviendrait rien d'autre qu'un sacrifice pour le sorcier, elle fut sauvée par un homme dont l'identité était bien différente de celle d'un être mythique normal. *** Ce livre est ORIGINAL et il ne s'agit pas d'une traduction Rejoignez le discord de l'auteur : https://discord.gg/YPKueb4

Il tomba amoureux de ses rares yeux violets. Puis, il pensa à la posséder entièrement. ------ Cette nuit-là, la délicate femme aux yeux violets, vêtue d'une robe de mariée, était assise sur leur lit tandis que son mari l'observait avec un sourire en coin. "Alors", dit-il d'une voix traînante, mauvaise et magnétique, "je ne peux pas voir le visage de mon épouse même la nuit de nos noces ?" "Votre Majesté a promis d’exaucer mon unique souhait", remarqua la femme, fixant le voile qui couvrait la moitié inférieure de son visage avec des mains légèrement tremblantes. Il plongea son regard dans ses mystérieux et rares yeux violets. "Puis-je demander pourquoi un tel souhait ?" Elle le regarda en retour. "Votre Majesté pourrait ne pas aimer voir des choses laides." Il afficha un sourire narquois et s'avança vers elle. "Mais, je n'ai jamais eu de penchant pour les jolies choses." ------ Seren, la fille infâme de la sorcière, et Drayce, le fils impitoyable et vicieux du Diable. Personne n'avait jamais vu son visage puisque les sorcières sont censées être laides, mais il était celui qui n'a jamais cherché la beauté. Elle était maudite pour ne jamais tomber amoureuse, mais lui souhaitait être le seul homme qu'elle aimerait jamais. Une princesse maudite mariée au fils du diable pour détruire son royaume, mais le fils du diable avait un autre plan pour elle. Le secret de sa naissance ne sera révélé que pour montrer la voie afin de libérer les pouvoirs cachés en elle que personne ne peut contrôler. Avec les dangers cachés convoitant son pouvoir, Drayce et Seren peuvent-ils se protéger mutuellement ou les ténèbres les engloutiront-ils tout entiers ? ------ Ceci est le premier livre de la série "Diable et Sorcière". Livre un - La Fille de la sorcière et le Fils du diable. Livre deux - La Sorcière Maudite du Diable. Livre trois - La Fiancée du Diable. Tous les livres sont reliés entre eux mais vous pouvez les lire de manière indépendante. ------ Instagram- mynovel.20 Discord - Donné dans les chapitres Groupe FB- les romans de mynovel20

In the eyes of her peers, Chi Yue stands out. She often skips classes, but never fails any. She comes from an impoverished area, but never lacks money. She has a face that could make her the campus belle, but she doesn't date. She has earned a lot of money, but never spends a penny. In Mr. Qiao's eyes, Chi Yue is... well, a nutcase. That night, when Chi Yue pulled open his robe and saw his secret - she became a dark moonlight in his heart that haunted him, causing heartaches whenever he thought about it. He is Mr. Qiao, the one and only in the whole world. She is the one and only for Mr. Qiao. ☆★☆★ Everyday life story One: The two of them went out. Mr. Qiao tossed a mask to Chi Yue. Chi Yue: Is there smog today? Mr Qiao: I’m afraid I won’t be able to resist kissing you in public. ☆★☆★ Everyday life story Two: Whenever Chi Yue gets angry, Mr. Qiao buys her something. Chi Yue: Do you see me as such a materialistic woman? Mr. Qiao: Of course not. He calmly gave a limited edition handbag to the cleaning lady. Later, Chi Yue was heartbroken when she saw the cleaning lady use it to carry vegetables. ...... ☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆★☆ Highly recommend Si Jin's completed works. Modern: "Muchuan Xiang Wan", "History's First Spoiled Marriage", "Step by Step Startling Marriage", "Only Wish Not to Disappoint You in This Life", "Addicted to Indulgence" Ancient: "Lend Time to the World", "The Lonely King and the Single Woman" ......

On the vast and mystical Tianlong Continent, an immortal cultivator named Li Wei lives a solitary and serene existence, honing his skills and residing in his sect, the Eternal Blossom Sect. However, his life takes an unexpected turn when he regains the memories of his past life. As his memories resurface, Li Wei awakens an extraordinary ability: the power to foresee future opportunities. With this gift, he can anticipate threats and uncover paths to greatness. [Future Opportunity: Three months later, in a cave, he discovers a dimensional door that leads to a hidden realm full of opportunities and resources to strengthen his cultivation.] [Future Opportunity: Fifteen days later, while meditating in the Enchanted Forest, he receives the blessing of the forest guardian.] [Future Opportunity: Two months later, at a black market fair, he purchases a black robe that conceals a powerful inheritance.] Author's note: Hello, this is my first novel and English is not my first language. If you see any errors, I would be very grateful if you corrected them in the comments section. 1 daily chapter

In a world where the powerful ruled with an iron fist, one boy was dealt the worst cards—first by fate, then by the world, and finally by an Outer God. With each passing moment, he spiraled deeper into a reality determined to break him. One day, as the pool of blood bubbled and rumbled in an ancient temple of malignance, a young man emerged from the depths. Beasts roared in a twisted symphony, and his body radiated a bloody strength that no one could contain. He paused, a thought crossing his mind as he got out from the blood pool: "I'm really not a Demon." One day, as the massive corpse of a dragon lay idle, it shriveled, losing all its grandeur and dignity. Its desecrated body pulsed with dark energy, and from its stomach erupted a sharp, tyrannical sword aura, cutting through the air with lethal precision. A figure emerged, his black robe now stained blood red, his blood-red vertical eyes gleaming with a demonic fire. As he stood, surrounded by the lingering aura of death, he thought, "I’m really not a Demon." One day, when the Blood Moon shone in all its glory, and the Demon Sect was at its peak, the Gates of the Demon Sect were shattered, and their Sect Halls lay in ruin. In the heart of their Demonic Lands, signs of a cataclysmic battle were evident. Corpses, scattered like broken dolls, piled upon each other to form a massive mound. Atop this heap of death sat a figure, calm and unperturbed, bathed in moonlight. His four eyes scanned the surroundings, and after a moment of contemplation, he thought rationally, "I only killed Demons, so that doesn’t really make me a Demon."

They called me The Whisperer. A joke. A mockery. The boy with the weakest magic just because I was a farmer. I was powerless when they came. I watched as my father and my mother was slaughtered. My village was burned to ashes, and the man in the black robe vanished, leaving nothing but blood and unanswered questions. All I had left was my infant sister and the faint spark of magic they all ridiculed. But even a whisper can grow into a storm. Now, I walk the path alone. My weak magic will become their weakness. I will make them hear the screams they left behind, feel the pain they inflicted, and drown in the vengeance they thought they escaped. They thought I was nothing. They were wrong. I will rise, and the last thing they’ll ever hear… is a whisper.

A young man who wanted nothing but love from others died while talking to a mysterious author of his favourite novel. However, that wasn't the end for him, as he reincarnates in a Xianxia world with a Wish Fulfillment system. He can wish for anything, and it will be fulfilled. Finally, getting a chance to make his dream come true, he decided to make his own Divine Harem Sect where he would have a whole sect to love him. Of course, that also includes other type of love... ..... "Huh!? What do you mean my disciples destroyed your sect? That's impossible! Don't you see how cute and kind they are? They are harmless!" "Hmm? My disciple flattened the Hollow Mountains? Don't joke around. Can't you see her sleeping peacefully in my lap?" "My dear disciples, why are you all lowering your robes? Wait! Why are you taking my clothes off? Well, now I can't do anything about this." ... Warning: mc won't be your alpha male like other smut where he fucks women just because they're hot and sets them aside. There will be Yuri, so you're warned. I mean, it's hot when your two girls in a harem play with each other, right? 5 extra chapters for every castle 8 extra chapters for every spacecraft 12 extra chapters for every Golden Gachapon That's all for now. Discord https://discord.com/invite/auje95R4k7 Happy reading.

“Your mission is to retrieve an artifact that was lost a long time ago. But that artifact wasn’t here in our realm. You have to find it on Earth. Someone had stolen the item ages ago and escaped. It was time to search for it again and try to have it back. It is destructive for Earth. We know their world was much more fragile than ours. And I chose you for this mission, General Rizika, for I believe in you. The kingdom as well. Will you accept the mission?” The king announced. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact.] [System: Please confirm.] “System, confirm.” She announced with a hard tone. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact confirmed. The tasks would start upon reaching Earth.] When she crossed the portal. [System: Hello, Rizika. Welcome to Earth.] [System: Checking your body...] ‘Wait, your voice changed.’ The male robotic voice that her system had in Albria had turned into a girly voice with a high-pitched tone. It wasn’t robotic at all. It seemed like there was a teenager in her head. [System: Loading resources...] [System: Opening...] [Glamour: Cool, Chic, Vibrant, Natural, Hot, Sunny. Select which one.] Each one was showing an image of her face with the makeup. [Footwear: Flipflops] [Jewelries: Star-studded earrings, bangle bracelet, diamond pendant necklace] [Other accessories: None] [Gold chest: None] [System: This is a Goddess system. Start with the mission to earn and visit beauty shops.] “A Goddess system? What the hell?! This is a fucking scandal!” She wasn’t done rampaging yet. “An—” She was panting in furiousness. “An insult! A debauchery to my career!” She went to a nearby tree and punched the sturdy bark. She had never even touched any makeup in her life. She was solely focused on training, fighting, and drinking beer with the knights. She’s a respectable general in her kingdom. Never in her life did she even wear a girl’s clothes outside of her standard military dress robe uniform. Sure, she had suitors, for despite how manly her actions and status are, her natural beauty was remarkable in the entire kingdom. She did not even pay attention to it. “System, do you know what’s the freaking mission?” It was a sarcastic question. “It’s to ret—” [System Mission: Tame the Mafia Boss] "What the actual fuck?" AN: Be warned for cursing, vulgarity, and sexiness. This is also the first time I write about systems. But it would focus in romance. > Please do check out my other story, THE RUNAWAY HUNTRESS. Thank you so much.

The biggest mistake of Alicia's life, was trying to commit suicide. She found herself in the body of a 19 years old princess in exile, in the middle ages. What's more? She was forced to marry Prince Harold; the infamous white-haired hot tempered Prince who wouldn't mind killing someone for the most irrelevant reason. Now, her wedding is only a few hours from now and the 'princess', which happens to be Alicia, is supposed to display some 'princessly' skills to the guest. Quick question: Is twerking allowed in the middle ages? She knew one thing for sure, the wedding was going to be a disaster and the hot tempered prince was going to kill her before she found her way back home. God Help Her! ThatAmazingGirl in collaboration with Miss_Behaviour (The writers of In Love With A Klepto) is bringing you another book. "THE CURSED PRINCE'S STRANGE BRIDE" What would you do if you suddenly found yourself in the body of a princess in the ancient time? What's more, he isn't only a werewolf, he is also cursed by the moon goddess. EXCERPT: What should she do? She was confused and had no idea what was going on. Weddings in the middle ages was weird! What the hell is 'Virtues recitation'? Should she pretend to faint? That was the only thought that made sense. So that was what she did. She slowly collapsed on the ground and heard how everyone began to gasp and exclaim.  Alicia wanted them to take her out of there and then she would find a way to escape. But maybe she was unlucky after all, because when she peeped under her lashes, wondering why no one was coming to carry her out, she saw a golden robe, before the person crouched down in front of her. She shut her eyes tightly and stilled her breath. She was an actress, after all. She could pull this off flawlessly.  "That was a bad act, my lady." The deep voice spoke, causing goosebumps to rise on her skin. Scary. "I will only give you three seconds to get up."  His voice wasn't really threatening, but somehow he commanded fear, especially with the slow and careful way he spoke. She had heard he was bad-tempered. What would he do after the three seconds passed? Would he kill her? Then would she die here? How did he even know she was pretending? Were people in the middle ages usually smart? She opened one eye to peek at him and saw him staring right at her with a smirk.  THERE WAS NO WAY THE WEDDING WASN'T HAPPENING. SHE WAS SO DEAD! ******* Werewolf (Check) Cursed prince (Check) Transmigration (Check) Comedy (Check) Romance (Double Check) ADD TO YOUR LIBRARY!

Hooray! I've been Isekai'ed! Into a gameworld, with waifus everywhere! It's my greatest dream come true! Isekai'ed by... some kind of black robe guy. Who grabbed the wrong guy. And now I have to survive waves of monsters that want to do terrible things to me. Just... awful, awful things. And the game is a gacha game, so I'm desperately trying to earn money to pull for summons. Desperately trying to build fortifications. Furnish my Tower. Gear up. Deal with the existential horror that is life in a game. Because even a weeaboo has a bottom line. And the necromancers who made this game? They gotta pay.

Ye Mumu found that the ancestral vase in her home could magically connect to the ancient times two thousand years ago. So she met an ancient young general. The general guarded the important city on the border and was surrounded by 300,000 barbarian troops. There was a severe drought, the riverbed dried up, and 200,000 people starved to death, leaving only 80,000 people. With nowhere to go, the general and the people of the city could only wait to die passively! He begged the gods for water and food, hoping that the people would survive. Ye Mumu waved her hand and approved it! She hoarded a large amount of supplies to feed the soldiers and the people. Steamed buns, steamed buns, flower rolls, and meat sandwiches... every day is different, giving the ancients a little shock of modern food. Sending military books, hoarding food to recruit soldiers, building factory arsenals... giving the ancients a little shock of modern military. When she was deceived, the inherited family business faced bankruptcy. To repay her kindness, the general gave her a lot of money, paintings, antiques, and porcelain... With antiques, she saved the family business, became the richest woman, and reached the peak of her life! The general relied on Ye Mumu to provide modern military equipment to conquer the barbarians, recover the nine states, pacify the six kingdoms, and unify the world. He promised to build a temple for her and worship her for generations. The general sent a marriage certificate: With the mountains and rivers as a witness, I look forward to meeting you when the sea is clear and the river is calm. Under the marriage certificate is a phoenix crown and bridal robe. What a good young general, so this is what you are thinking!

Synopsis of *Fall of Eden* In the radiant empire of Rozarstar, Ashura Kanon, the youngest scion of the once-great Kanon family, is branded "defactus," shunned for his perceived laziness and wasted potential. While the noble families thrive, Ashura lives in the shadows, supported only by Rozaria, the empress's grandmother, who sees his true worth. As casualties rise from the dark forces of the Abyss, the council turns a blind eye, dismissing the suffering of commoners. Concerned about the impending threat, Ashura's world shifts when Rozaria gifts him robes from the legendary School of the Arcane. This unexpected turn ignites a spark within him, hinting at hidden talents and a destiny he never anticipated. With the empire on the brink of chaos, Ashura must confront his fears and embrace his potential. In a journey filled with mystery and rising tension, he will discover his true purpose and the strength to protect Rozarstar from the shadows threatening to engulf it.

Set in an alternate wizarding world shaped by a matriarchal society, this story reimagines the familiar backdrop of Hogwarts and its surrounding conflicts. Power is inherited through the female line, and pureblood families fiercely guard their legacy amidst growing tensions with Muggleborns. The imbalance in the number of witches and wizards has made pureblood males valuable but objectified commodities, intensifying the social and political struggles within the magical world. At the heart of the story is Arcturus Regulus Black, the reincarnated son of Regulus Black. Carrying memories of a past life, Arcturus refuses to follow in the footsteps of Holly Potter, the female equivalent of the Boy Who Lived. Instead, his ambition is to break free from the constraints of his birthright, gaining power to rewrite his destiny in a society where he is marginalized by virtue of his gender. Arcturus is not alone in his reincarnation. Ronda Weasley, the female reincarnation of Ron, and Serena Prince, the female reincarnation of Severus Snape, navigate their own struggles as they reconcile their former lives with the constraints and expectations of this matriarchal world. The group faces questions of identity, legacy, and loyalty, balancing their memories of the past with the possibilities of the present. Their journey unfolds against a backdrop of political turmoil. Holly Potter, destined to fight Voldemort, plays the central role in a fight that echoes the original timeline but is subtly altered by the presence of the reincarnated souls. Simultaneously, the enigmatic Aurora Malfoy—Draco's older sister and another reincarnated soul—must contend with her family's legacy in this transformed world. Meanwhile, Hogwarts, led by Alba Dumbledore, becomes a battleground of ideologies. Dumbledore, though a figure of wisdom, unconsciously upholds the traditions of the matriarchy, while Gellert Grindelwald rises as a voice for men’s rights, creating an additional layer of conflict. The struggle between these ideologies mirrors the broader fight against Voldemort, adding complexity to the characters’ decisions. In a story that mixes politics, societal critique, and the power of memory, the young protagonists confront questions of whether to preserve the world they now inhabit or risk everything to reshape it. Their choices will define the fate of the wizarding world, testing the limits of friendship, power, and identity in a society where nothing is as it once was. Note, this story will NOT have R18 scenes at least for the first volume, if it then does, there will be a tag and you can pass. To summarize this world, it's a matriarchal version of the Harry Potter world while the muggle world remains the same. With all this shit, there are half a dozen reincarnated people of all age (mostly Hogwarts's students) who will make butterfly effects while trying to adapt to this world, including the MC. I decided to write this book as a study, I wanted to see what would happen if I decided to create parameters according to the book and then I would try adding variables to see the changes. The result is that the world is a matriarchy which thus led me to add parameters to explain the reason as to why it's a matriarchy and then to add seven reincarnated persons who will each add butterfly effects.

What defines virtue, and who decides its measure? If those in white robes preach justice but silence dissent with bloodied hands, can they still call themselves righteous? And what of those cloaked in shadow? If forbidden power is wielded to strike down oppressors, are they evil—or simply feared? In a world where strength is law, virtue bends to the will of the powerful. In the darkness, Xu Yan rose as the Shadow Emperor, leaving virtue behind for ambition.

"I WILL MAKE THEM ALL REGRET THE DAY THEY MET ME! I WILL MAKE THEM WISH THEY WERE NEVER BORN! AND I WILL MAKE THEM HATE THE DAY THEY THOUGHT OF BETRAYING ME!" "You will, Sweetie. And I'll help you with that..." Those were the last words Avery spoke and heard before passing out in her bloody red wedding gown, on the same day she was supposed to marry her boyfriend from senior high school. ~~ Avery McCallum, the sole heiress and president of the McCallum Group of Companies, had her whole family wiped out on her wedding day. Framed for her grandfather's murder and stripped of her position, Avery vows to take revenge on those who wronged her. But her powerless state seems to mock her determination. Enter Archibald Donovan. She used to hate the devilishly hot and narcissistic chairman of the A² Corp who also happened to be her older brother's best friend, but when consumed with the need to take revenge, she begged him to marry her in return for fulfilling a long list of conditions. Archie agrees, and a month later, Avery re-emerges as Ava Donovan, a rising actress and the wife of the most powerful man in the country. With her newfound status, Avery systematically destroys her adversaries, uncovering dark secrets and hidden agendas along the way. But as she navigates the treacherous landscape of her new life, she must confront the truth about her family's past and at the end of it all, come back to him. She owed him after all... ~ EXCERPT Archie's eyes darkened when he saw her stumbling out of the wine cellar, a bottle of wine in one hand and her night robe, in the other. She was literally half naked. "Hey..." her greeting came out in a slur, and that was all he needed to know she was drunk. Very drunk, at that. "Why?" he asked simply, knowing she would interpret his question as she usually did. "I...I visited them today. The flowers on their stones were already wilted and...and...it broke me. I wanted to be happy and at the same time, I wanted to cry," Avery replied, inhaling short wisps of air before she continued, "Then I found the cellar." "Did it work?" She shook her head slowly in reply, lifting her head up in time to see a mischievous smirk curl on his lips. "Don't be sad, Baby girl. I happen to know a way to make you cry and keep you excited at the same time," he said. "Really?" "Wanna try it, Mama?" Avery nodded, slowly but firmly as he closed the distance between them. As he promised, she did cry...in pleasure. Note: This book is participating in the Cupid's Quill Contest. Your support is highly appreciated!

In the era of the Universal Beastmaster, demonic beasts rampage, but thankfully everyone in the human race can awaken their talents and enter contracts with beasts to resist them when they come of age. Some individuals awaken F-ranked talents, doomed to a common life without any hope of beast evolution. Some awaken to C-ranked talents, their beasts are able to exert power beyond their own, becoming immensely strong. Others awaken to S-ranked talents, and with their beasts, become top-tier forces contributing to humanity's power. Struggling on his way across, Ye Feng began by awakening ten top-tier SSS-ranked talents, choosing his beast at will. [Eye of the Soul: Examine strengths and weaknesses of beasts while identifying their ultimate evolution path]. [Cultivation Reciprocation: Infusing cultivation base to the beast, the host gets an equal share, triggering a chance for a critical hit]. [Horrific Swallow: Beasts can permanently obtain the skills of the creatures they devour; weaker beings can be killed directly by devouring]. [Talent Plunder: Each time a life is taken, a random talent of the deceased is acquired]. ... Despite odds stacked against him, Ye Feng chose to forsake choosing a high-star beast, instead contracting with the Earth Ape King and cultivating it into a Great Saint Qi Tian. The mythical Great Saint Qi Tian, the world-embracing World Tree, the world-consuming Great Golden Sun Crow, and the Kun Peng which controls the way of space and force; This is an era exclusive to Ye Feng, where gods retreat, and all realms bow down.

On the day I was born, my village was struck by a series of bizarre events. First, Old Wang's white-haired dog, which had been with him for eight years, donned a black robe and stood upright, wandering the streets before stopping at my house to bow. Meanwhile, a horde of unusually large rats with blood-red eyes scurried through the streets, gathering at my doorstep and refusing to leave. This unusual sight enraged the village cats, sparking a fierce battle. Contrary to their usual behavior, the rats fearlessly clashed with the cats, leading to a gruesome scene with casualties on both sides. The villagers watched in stunned silence, while the elderly commented that such unnatural occurrences were omens of chaos as per ancient beliefs. That night, the strange occurrences continued with eerie opera singing emanating from an open space near my home. Curious onlookers ventured out only to discover the performers were figures made of paper, and the audience was a motley crew of supernatural beings surrounding a coffin. Inside the coffin, an old woman watched the spectacle with great interest. This sight terrified the villagers, who fled back to their homes, praying fervently for divine intervention from every deity they knew. The entire village, including my family, spent a sleepless night in fear. The following day, the creatures had vanished, leaving behind a mess that confirmed the night's events were not a dream. In rural areas, such supernatural incidents were often taken seriously, causing widespread alarm and speculation about a curse on my family. My grandfather, dressed in tattered clothes, rushed from the mountains and without explanation, began to beat my father and uncles severely, afterwards holding me and weeping bitterly. He ominously remarked that I was born a "bearer of sins, despised by both humans and ghosts," hinting at a mysterious affliction tied to my existence. That night, I developed a high fever and struggled between life and death, with my grandfather and uncles fighting off a malevolent spirit attempting to drain my life force. They fell ill from the ordeal, taking a month to recover. Years later, I learned of my grandfather's reasons for naming me Zhang Jiu Zui, meaning "Nine Sins," reflecting the burdens I carried from birth. Despite my introverted nature, inherited from my father's quiet demeanor, my grandfather took pride in my disinterest in worldly affairs, often taking me to his well-kept but humble abode filled with books on exorcism, folklore, and esoteric knowledge. I spent years immersed in these tales of demons and diviners, shaping my understanding of the world until academic pressures from high school forced me to visit less. My high school years ended in disappointment when illness ruined my chances at university exams, an event my grandfather oddly celebrated as fortunate. After deciding to retake the exams, my life took an unexpected turn when several luxury cars arrived at our village, heading straight for my grandfather's humble home. The well-dressed occupants from the cars approached with formal documents, knocking on his door with a sense of urgency and respect.

Twenty years after the fall of Voldemort, the wizarding world has grown and adapted to the modern era, integrating Muggle innovations like smartphones and the internet alongside ancient magic. Amid this shifting landscape, Alexander "Alex" Lorian, the youngest prince of the enigmatic and powerful Lorian royal family, carries a secret that sets him apart: he was not born in this world but reincarnated from another, and he possesses a mysterious system that guides his path. Destined to live a life of privilege and isolation, Alex chafes under the gilded cage of palace life, yearning for something greater. When an invitation arrives for him to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry—sponsored by none other than Hermione Granger, the British Minister for Magic—he sees his chance to break free and forge his own path. But Hogwarts is a place of both wonder and peril. As Alex steps into its hallowed halls, whispers follow his every move. His presence disrupts old rivalries, stokes new alliances, and draws the attention of figures like Harry Potter, now Head Auror, who senses there’s more to Alex than meets the eye. While navigating the complexities of house politics, magical lessons, and burgeoning friendships, Alex begins to unlock his system’s true potential. However, dark forces are stirring across Europe—ancient powers tied to his family’s shadowy past. As Alex’s skills grow, so too does the weight of his responsibility, forcing him to confront the question: will he rise as a beacon of unity between the wizarding and Muggle worlds, or succumb to the darkness threatening to consume them all? Blending royal intrigue, magical discovery, and the rich legacy of Hogwarts, The Serpent Prince is a tale of ambition, destiny, and the search for a place to call home.

In a world where the forces of good and evil are locked in an eternal struggle, a decisive battle unfolds on a sunlit battlefield. On one side, the humans stood in disciplined rows, their armor gleaming in the sunlight, banners fluttering in the wind. On the other side, a lone figure in a dark robe, eyes glowing red, and a crazed smile on his face, stood defiantly. "Devil, surrender now or face our wrath!" the leader of the human army commanded. The so-called devil remained silent, raising his hand and beckoning them with a taunting gesture. "Come get me," his motion seemed to say. That was the signal. The army charged forward, weapons raised, determined to vanquish the evil before them. But as the battle commenced, it quickly turned into a one-sided massacre. The devil moved with terrifying speed and power, cutting down soldiers left and right. The cries of the fallen filled the air, and those at the back, seeing the hopelessness of their fight, turned and fled in panic. "Running away, are we?" the devil sneered. "Don't think you'll escape alive!" He pursued them relentlessly, his massacre unceasing until only the leader remained, standing amidst the carnage. "You truly are a devil," the leader gasped, his voice trembling. "I am not the devil," the figure replied, his voice cold and menacing. "I am Blackheart." With that, Blackheart seized the leader's head and, with a gruesome twist, tore it from his body. Holding the severed head aloft, he shouted to the heavens, "Are you going to keep watching, oh 'god,' or do I need to do more to get your attention?" His crazed smile never wavered as he awaited a response from the silent sky. --------------------------------------------------------- Will the god respond to Blackheart's taunt, or will the world be left to face his wrath alone? What is Blackheart's true purpose, and why does he seek the attention of the divine? Can anyone stand against Blackheart's overwhelming power, or is humanity doomed to fall before him? Find out in THE DEVIL'S SUCCESSOR SYSTEM

Eternal Cleansing Region, somewhere in the Aries Kingdom, midnight “Ohmmm~~~!” The sound of chanting was heard as pebbles jumped, buildings vibrated, and the ground shook. In a huge church, many figures in dark red robes were on their knees surrounding an altar, seemingly praying to a god. There were thousands upon thousands of figures, all chanting the same thing. The gargantuan church had very tall windows, with which housed stained glass. The church was very caliginous, only having the soft light of the moon to illuminate things through those windows. If one gazed up, a mural could be discerned within a cupola. It illustrated a devil lingering above the land, with which figures with red eyes stood; then, a huge sun encroaching upon the territory of that devil, and burning all that was. Afterward, the mural showed a few survivors, on their knees, worshiping what appeared to be a god floating in the air as the surrounding lands burned to ash. The robed figures surrounded an altar upon which stood an imposing golden statue of a muscular man, in nothing but a toga, holding out his hand. In his hand, burned a powerful flame. If one were to observe this statue, they would immediately notice the beautiful orange sapphire the size of one’s hand. This statue was six stories tall, reaching just below the cupola. “Ohmmm~~~!” everything shook once again due to the sheer power of those figures’ unified voices. All of the figures began to glow a soft reddish-orange holy light, reminiscent of the sun. The light began to get brighter, gradually overtaking the gentle light of the moon. On the altar, in the center, directly below the cupola, was another silhouette. This silhouette stood with its hands held out, radiating an even greater light than those below. “Ohmmm~~~!” the statue’s eyes began to shine a similar light. Moments later, the light from the robed figures began to wane, as if the statue was absorbing it. The silhouette below the statue, however, started glowing even brighter. Seconds passed. Seconds turned into minutes, and minutes, into hours. As every second ticked by, robed figures collapsed one after the other, their state unknown. The statue’s eyes were getting brighter as each fell. After seemingly an eternity, the silhouette’s light began to flicker out of existence. Just before it blinked out of the world, the statue’s eyes flared up, and the world seemingly stopped. The silhouette’s eyes began to match those of the statue. Suddenly, a deep, monotone voice escaped from the shadowy figure, “The boy with the Shadow Dragon Bloodline. Find him. Kill him. Wipe his whole lineage from the face of this region!” it boomed throughout the church, escaping through the walls as if they were illusory. People all throughout the region began to look in the direction of the church in response to some profound power. As the figure on the altar was speaking, cracks ,glowing the same color as the statue, began to appear around its body. As soon as the silhouette stopped speaking, it collapsed and the statue’s radiant glow began to fade. “Ohmmm~~~!” echoed out once more.

Audrey, the beloved and only child of a wealthy family, had been raised in luxury, indulged by her doting parents. Yet, their love quickly turned to disdain when she refused to marry the president's son, the man to whom she had been promised since birth. Instead, she fell passionately in love with a young man from a poor background—a scholarship student at her prestigious school. Her defiance came at a high cost. When Audrey became pregnant by the man she loved, her parents disowned her, casting her out of the only life she had ever known. Undeterred, Audrey and her lover planned to marry as the birth of their child drew near. But on the day of the wedding, her world was shattered once more. A mysterious note delivered to her fiancé sent by her parents warned that if he went through with the wedding, his family would be killed. Fearing for their lives, he left Audrey at the altar. Heartbroken and in despair, Audrey fled to a nearby graveyard, consumed by grief and the wish to end her life. There, in the shadow of death, she gave birth to her child alone. Just as she was about to succumb to her anguish, a group of enigmatic figures clad in black, hooded robes appeared, taking her into their fold. From that moment on, Audrey swore an unbreakable oath: to seek vengeance on everyone who had wronged her and bring ruin to those who had torn her life apart.

"Kazuki is a high school student. When he was going home with his younger brother, he saw a person in a red robe carrying a woman in one place, when he followed them, Kazuki was unknowingly attacked from behind, what will happen next?...

Nobody on Earth expected monsters to suddenly rush out from portals that appeared out of thin air. What happened was what would only appear in novels, mangas, or animes. Everything seems surreal. Unfortunately, for those who are in denial, none of this is a dream. This is REALITY. Rem’s "peaceful" life was shattered on that day. Many years had passed since then. Rem somehow ended up being the last human alive on Earth. She succeeded in defeating the Demon King. Despite all the rewards she received, Rem didn’t have the will to live anymore. Suddenly, a man in a white robe appeared before Rem. "I'm Alchit, the God of Light. Congratulations on your victory." 'What is there to celebrate? My family, friends, comrades... Everyone but me is all dead!' "What kind of god are you??! Alicht, the God of Light? More like A SH*T, the God of all sh*ts!!!" "HAHAHAHAHAH!!!!! This is the first time anyone has insulted me like that. For that, I'll tell you a little something...!" Alchit leaned over to Rem's right ear and whispered: "This happened because I find things like this entertaining. You're simply a CHARACTER I took interest in. That's how you survived for so long." Before Rem could process what she just heard, Alchit ended her life ruthlessly with his blade. Was Rem going to die just like that? Yes! Of course, she is. Not even plot armor can protect her from this. How can a mere human survive any sword that pierced one's heart without dying? At least her death was quick and probably painless, right...? After dying, Rem got reincarnated into another world. The only problem was, she was reincarnated as a MONSTER. A monster that's the size of a CAT. Actually... Make that two problems. Rem can’t remember anything in her past life except for her first name, the day the portals appeared, some knowledge about the monsters she met before, being brutally murdered by Ash*t, and her immeasurable hatred for Gods. Having an annoying yet somewhat helpful system barely helps in the situation Rem’s in. "Why am I here, just to suffer?” Let's look at the bright side. Rem has another chance. A chance to get revenge in this new life of hers. Nonetheless, her priority right now is to survive. How will Rem survive in the current cat-sized monster body she's in? Will she ever succeed in getting her revenge? Can she get her memories back and uncover the truth? Join Rem on her journey and see for yourself! ——————————————————————— Tags: Adventure, Fantasy, FemaleMC, FemaleProtagonist, GameElements, Magic, MedievalWorld, ModernWorld, Monster, Monsters, Nonhuman, Overpowered, Portals, PowerfulMC, Rebirth, Reborn, Reincarnation, Revenge, System, Transmigration ——————————————————————— TOLS = The Only Leveling System ——————————————————————— ^Please note that everything in this novel is made up and isn't real. I have no intentions of trying to hurt or offend anyone! Thank you for reading!!!^ ——————————————————————— ^I'm back!!! :) I'll be rewriting and editing every chapter. You can see what I've edited under the auxiliary volume, "Revised Chapters." Hopefully, this will improve my writing tenfold!^ ——————————————————————— ^This is my first novel! I'm writing this novel as a new hobby I had come across, and to improve my writing skills. If there are any grammatical mistakes or spelling errors, please inform me. Feel free to make any suggestions you have! All suggestions and feedback are greatly appreciated! Thank you for reading this novel!!!^ ——————————————————————— ^This cover is by swd3e2 (I did some research, and this was all I could find about the artist)! I will take this cover down if the artist asks me to do so.^ *This Cover’s Artist: https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/660788 ———————————————————————

Harry is captured by Voldemort, but manages to escape with some unexpected help. Now he just has to deal with the consequences. This is to pay homage the the author: Oldwolf whom originally wrote this great story……. Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. I don’t own Harry and crew, unfortunately and I’m not making any money so don’t bother to sue.

Title: Stained Sand In the bustling streets of Mumbai, Rohan, an ordinary high school student, has learned to live with the occasional tremors of life—both literal and metaphorical. However, when an inexplicable event disturbs the peaceful rhythm of his world, Rohan finds himself trapped in a surreal battle between reality and something far more sinister. One morning, while Rohan gets up with playful teasing from his younger siblings, Aarav and Aryan, there is something in the air that is very disconcerting: sand everywhere in great and menacing stretches, as if overnight, has swallowed up the familiar world. The streets start shifting, the school ground begins to shift, even the skies seem to have had the laws of nature torn apart. There's something unnatural with the sand, a weight in the air-as if eyes were watching him, waiting for him to make a move. It all happens when Rohan finds himself faced with a strange man who comes from the sky, garbed in flowing white robes, and tells him that he is very, very far from ordinary. Actually, Rohan leads a life full of hidden powers, wanted by darker forces, even though he has lived an apparently very mundane life in Mumbai. As the man with strange abilities challenged Rohan, manipulating the sand around them into deadly weapons and illusions, Rohan realized that he was no longer a student. He would have to stand up to the forces of this mysterious stranger, who either wanted to wake up his latent powers or destroy him once and for all. With the sand constantly shifting, it reveals more and more of its secrets, and Rohan comes to understand that his life is connected to something much greater than he could have ever imagined: bound by ancient powers, forgotten gods, and a dimension-spanning conflict. Torn by his own identity and the depth of his powers, Rohan must fight his way through this new world full of fatal enemies, obscured truths, and dark alliances. But sand is not his only enemy: old friends, childhood memories, and even the ones he loves may be part of a larger game that may destroy everything he holds dear. Can Rohan find out about his powers before it is too late, or will the dunes of destiny bury him and the world in an eternal storm?