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[WSA Newbie 2025 Entry] The Heavenly Dao is fickle—a phrase he had heard all his life. Only after that incident did Adrian truly understand the meaning behind those words. From having it all—wealth, power, prestige—to nothing at all. Even his fiancée abandoned him. On the Floating Cloud Continent, the House of Thorne, one of the Twelve Great Houses, was reduced to rubble and dead bodies after a mysterious attack by the Demonic Faction. All that remained was a blood-soaked pendant and a broken future. That is, until his blood awakens the pendant, unleashing a dazzling light. When he regains consciousness, his pursuers are gone—but so is the life he once knew. Now, with only his younger brother and a loyal servant girl by his side, Adrian ventures into the night. Armed solely with the mysterious pendant and the inheritance it holds, he must walk the path of cultivation. Can he rebuild the House of Thorne from the ashes? Will he uncover the traitor who aided the demonic faction? He won't stop until even the heavens know his name and fear it. Please share your opinions with comments and reviews. Gifts will always be appreciated. Note: Every 200 PS = 1 bonus chapter Bonus chapters will be delivered at the end of every month.

I died as an Aedes mosquito. Transmigrated into a shot billionaire. Now I’ve got a system in my head, enemies at my throat, and no time to play nice. Thanks to a drunk little fairy named Pokolo. Her idea of revenge? “Bite your ex. She forgot to mention one tiny detail: If I got swatted before the 24-hour curse was up, I’d die. Not just as a mosquito. For real. Permanently. Guess how that went. I died. Out of guilt...or maybe because fairies fear karma, Pokolo pulled one last trick. She hurled my soul into another world into another body. I woke up gasping in a hospital bed, drenched in blood. A New face. New scars. Name: Lucien Malric Moreaux. Billionaire. Recluse. Shot and dead. Then the system booted up in my head. Cold text in my mind, offering upgrades, skills, even life-saving interventions. But every benefit came with a price: mission, deadlines, moral gray zones. Fail, and it’s game over. Now I’m trapped in a world that wants Lucien dead, where boardrooms are battlegrounds, smiles hide daggers, and every second breath might be my last. I have no idea who to trust. Everyone has an angle. Enemies in friendly mask. But one woman keeps piercing through the noise— Dr. Arno Theryn Solace. She stitched my broken body back together with those steady hands… and somehow started stitching my soul, too. She doesn’t know who I really am, and I have no business wanting her. But I do. This isn’t a simple transmigration. It’s a blood-soaked second chance wrapped in secrets and survival. And this time, I’m not the prey. Because, I'm the player.

In the scorching village of Ẹkààrò, hunger runs deeper than the cracked red earth. Iyiola known simply as Iyi is no ordinary young man. Born with water in his lungs and stars in his palms, he carries a restless hunger that food cannot fill. What he truly craves is gold a symbol of power, wealth, and escape from a life tethered by poverty. By day, Iyi drifts through the dusty streets stained by Lagos grime. By night, he dives into the flickering glow of cyber cafes, hacking and scamming his way toward a dream that slips further away with every stolen dime. When danger closes in, he flees into the rain-soaked shadows, chased not just by men but by something ancient and unseen. An enigmatic herbalist offers Iyi a cryptic choice: to leave the world he knows behind and journey into a hidden realm where true wealth is weighed not by coins or diamonds, but by the soul’s price. With a bar of black soap pulsing like a heartbeat in his hands, Iyi steps into a world both familiar and surreal a silent market where riches vanish like smoke and where he is no longer one of them. The Weight of Gold is a gripping urban fantasy that explores the price of ambition, the pull of heritage, and the perilous quest for a treasure that could cost everything. Will Iyi find the gold he seeks or lose himself chasing it?

Seduction is power. And power always has a price. Veilborne Academy promises prestige, mastery of the arcane, and a path to greatness. But beneath its ancient halls lies a truth soaked in blood and madness. When Cid—a cold, cunning first-year with a dark past and darker desires—arrives at the Academy, he isn’t just another student. He’s a devourer. A soul without limits. A flaw in the system. As classmates vanish, monsters stir, and seductive alliances twist into obsession, Cid finds himself hunted—not by beasts, but by something buried beneath the school itself. An ancient god. A hunger too vast to name. Iris, the beautiful and dangerously obsessed girl next to him, knows more than she admits. Teachers whisper lies behind soft smiles. The deeper Cid digs, the clearer it becomes: the Academy was never a sanctuary. It was a seal. And the world is a heartbeat away from being swallowed whole. In a place where sex, sorcery, and survival blur into one, Cid must decide—will he fight the god in the dark? Or become it?

I had nothing left to live for. No family. No friends. No future. Just a shattered soul wandering through a world that had already taken everything. Then I died. And that’s when everything changed. I woke in a world of light. A void between realms. A place where gods whisper and broken souls wait to be judged. There, I met Ashen Crimson—a man who had once been worshipped, then feared, and finally cursed by the very gods he had defied. A tyrant who had destroyed his own world. But now, he’s offering me something terrifying: His life. His past. His power. His chance to make things right. The catch? The world of Zerawell is fractured. Ashen’s name is soaked in blood. His fate is sealed—exile, ruin, and eternal hatred. And now, it’s my name. Because I’ve been reborn as Ashen Crimson, heir to a house that both reveres and reviles me. A noble with dormant shadow magic, a shattered reputation, and a cursed destiny I never asked for. But I’ve lived a life of pain. I’ve walked alone through hell already. And I won’t follow his footsteps into madness. With a divine system familiar in my soul, a second chance burning in my chest, and the memories of a monster as my burden— I will rewrite this fate. Let them call me villain, disgrace, or traitor. I didn’t choose this story. But I’ll finish it. Even if it kills me.

What’s up. I’m Khaos — Diablo’s kid. You thought his legacy ended with him? Nah. Now it’s my turn. I don’t save shit. I burn it. This ain’t some hero’s journey. This is a blood-soaked ride through slave moons, fortress worlds, tyrants, and anyone dumb enough to stand in my way. I’m half-alien, half-Diablo, and all chaos. If you’re built for brutal fights, dark worlds, and a story that doesn’t pull punches? Turn the page. If not? Keep scrolling — I’m not here for soft readers.

He was just a normal boy… Until one day, he woke up in a strange world— In front of a dark tree that whispered to his soul. From that moment, everything changed. Whenever he killed, the tree bore fruit. Each fruit gave him a gift—a memory, a power, a curse. He felt others’ pain. He inherited their skills. He consumed their emotions. And slowly… he stopped feeling anything at all. To hide his madness, he became a surgeon. A genius. A prodigy. A miracle doctor. But in the shadows of the internet, he was feared as: The Whitecoat Murderer. The Devil Who Cut Too Deep. Drugs, toxins, insects, acid—his research went beyond ethics and into pure horror. But the world caught up to him. Execution followed. Except… death was just the beginning. Now, reborn in a cruel cultivation world, he finds himself in the body of a discarded disciple of a demonic poison sect. No family. No allies. Just his Tree... and his hunger. In this world where Karma is Power, and Emotions are Weapons, Han Zheng will climb the ladder with blood-soaked hands, consuming sinners, saints, beasts, and monsters alike. He has no system. No cheat code. Only his Sinful Tree. And the terrifying mind of a man who stopped pretending to be human long ago. He heals. He cuts. He kills. And every death makes him stronger. Tags dark, cultivation, wuxia, demonic mc, evil mc, villain mc, twisted protagonist, yandere, gore, karma system, tree system, sinful system, blood magic, poison sect, dark fantasy, rebirth, reincarnation, modern to cultivation world, whitecoat murderer, surgeon mc, overpowered, slow growth, realistic mc, cold-blooded, brutal world, antihero, violent protagonist, psycho mc, detached mc, emotionless, twisted logic, pain-based power, sin-based power, ability devour, fruit system, corpse cultivation, memory absorption, dark system, psychopath, trauma-based growth, experiments, medical horror, body horror, dark alchemy, revenge, no romance, harem later, gradual harem, no system system, cultivation levels, spirit root, sect conflict, inner demons, cannibal power, trauma inheritance, soul fusion, karma tree, cursed cultivation, poison-based martial arts, blood-based cultivation, intelligence-based mc, no cheat, pure willpower, sacrifice power, pain resistance, guilt transformation, shadow sect, outer disciple, sect politics, elder schemes, toxic loyalty, rebellion arc, emotional suppression, transformation, animal experimentation, forbidden cultivation, heaven-defying path, dark rebirth, elite killing, organ harvesting, parasite experiments, venom path, mental breakdown, cold protagonist, unstable mc, heaven hater, rule breaker, secret organization, spiritual parasite, doctor killer, urban horror, fear-based cultivation, sect survival, solo mc, dark psychology, tree of sin, divine butcher, soul eater, weaponized emotions, anti-morality, no plot armor.

I used to think obsessive male leads were kind of hot. You know—the intense stares, the undying devotion, the way they’d burn the world for the woman they love? Swoon, right? Wrong. That fantasy went up in smoke the moment I woke up in the body of Sonia Mitford—the heroine of The Crimson Devotion, the first obsessive romance fantasy novel I ever read. The one that ended on a mysterious hiatus. The one with Marius Wittelsbach—a charming, possessive psychopath who thinks an ankle shackle is a love language. Now I’m trapped in a velvet-draped prison, shackled to a bedpost like some porcelain doll in a gothic fairytale. And Marius? He’s worse than I remembered. Sweet, soft-spoken... and utterly unhinged. "You don’t need to be afraid. I’ll take care of you." Translation: I’ll murder anyone who blinks in your direction and serve you tea over their corpse. "Anyone who bothers you... anyone who looks at you the wrong way... I’ll get rid of them for you." I thought I was playing the role just fine—smiling, nodding, pretending not to be horrified. But then—plot twist! Alessio Slovene, the forgettable side character, walks in looking like a golden retriever knight and drops this bomb: he’s actually the crown prince in disguise. And he’s investigating Marius. Finally—a lifeline. Maybe. Because people are vanishing. The body count is rising. And every time Marius kisses my forehead and calls me “Nia,” I feel one step closer to becoming the tragic heroine in a blood-soaked love story. Obsessive male leads aren’t dreamy. They’re terrifying. And I might be in way over my head.

THE ZOMBIE NIGHT (2324) — A story of love, loss, and the weight of redemption. Whether it was the blood of the undead or that of the living, Sam had spilled both. She had lived a life dancing on the edge of death — fearless, relentless. But in the end, when all she needed was the comfort of those she called her own… …they were the ones who abandoned her. They say one incident can change your life forever. That’s not just a saying — it’s my truth. One single moment turned my world into ashes. It stole my family… my friends… and the love of my life — along with my ability to trust. I’m Sam, a girl once full of life, once full of joy. But then, Mon happened. She didn’t break me — no. She walked into my shattered world and gave me two emotions: Pain… and happiness in the midst of pain. I was a police officer once. A proud one. But after one deadly mission — I became a criminal in the eyes of my own country. I didn’t kill for joy. But yes… I killed. 200 people. In one day. That day came to be known as the “Mumbai 2020 Massacre.” Blood flowed like a river. And my name… became a curse. Someone I once trusted tracked me all the way to America, seeking revenge. But destiny had its own twisted plans — a zombie outbreak tore the city apart, and with it, my hunter's mission crumbled into chaos. Now I’m left with a question heavier than any bullet I’ve ever fired — Can I find happiness again? Can I ever reclaim the love I had with Mon? Or will I die buried beneath the weight of my sins and regrets? A soldier, a lover, a fugitive… and now, a survivor in a world gone mad. “The Zombie Night (2324)” is a story soaked in emotion, conflict, and a haunting past — Where every choice echoes, every wound bleeds memory, and every heart still dares to hope… for redemption. Will Sam get her second chance? Or will her past be the end of her?

[WPC JULY 2025 ENTRY] The Witch’s Heart and The Mortal’s Light A Pride Month Fantasy Epic In a world where magic divides and power isolates, one cursed forest hides a legend — and one ordinary girl dares to walk straight into it. Elara Wynn never asked for prophecy. All she wanted was a cure for her dying sister. But when she crosses into the Dreadwood Expanse, she finds more than herbs and hexes… She finds her — Morgwyn of Vel Ashen, the immortal witch feared across empires. A woman shrouded in shadows, wielding curses like breath, and carrying a past soaked in blood. Everyone says Morgwyn is a monster. Elara sees something else: sorrow, silence... a soul aching to be known. Bound by reluctant alliance and unwelcome fate, the two are thrust into a spiraling conflict of forgotten gods, fractured empires, and forbidden magic. As war brews and old scars split open, love flickers in the darkest of places — where redemption seems impossible, and trust is a spell few dare to cast. But the world is watching. And power, once awakened, refuses to sleep. Let them fear the witch. Let them doubt the mortal. Together, they will burn the script — and write a new myth in starlight. (>This book is dedicated to senior Machiavelli)

"A throne soaked in fire. A sister crowned in ash. A blade that remembers everything." Born a wolf without a voice in a royal court where bloodlines are power and prophecy is gospel, Caelina was never meant to rule. Branded a heretic for challenging the sacred flame of her kingdom, she is exiled to the Hollow — a land where broken wolves go to die. But when her estranged sister Miren, the Fireborne Queen, begins fusing ancient god-tech with forbidden blood magic to become more flame than flesh, Caelina is called back… not as heir, but as executioner. As empires fall and bloodlines unravel, Caelina must forge unlikely alliances — with a one-eyed war general who betrayed her, a flame-wielding assassin who once tried to kill her, and a clan of rogue shapeshifters who owe loyalty to no throne. To stop her sister’s godhood and reclaim her own forgotten power, she must unearth the truth behind their lineage, wield a blade made of salt, sorrow, and memory, and become the very thing the kingdom fears most: A queen who remembers. In this thrilling werewolf fantasy rooted in African-inspired mysticism, The Lupine Heretic fuses royal intrigue, action, and reincarnation with the fierce emotional stakes of sisterhood, betrayal, and redemption. From exile to warrior, from scapegoat to symbol, Caelina’s journey is not just about ending a tyrant. It’s about ending the cycle. And forging a future from ash and moonlight.

"The fortress was supposed to save him. Instead, it broke him." In the war-torn kingdom of Stromspire, the elite stronghold of Bastionspire Fortress trains only the strongest to defend what’s left of the realm. But for Duke, a quiet boy haunted by trauma and failure, survival here means facing more than brutal drills and deadly rivals — it means facing himself. He came to forget the snow, the screams, the moment he froze. But the past follows. Among the new recruits is Touka Amatsuki, a cold, sharp-eyed girl with a quiet grace — and a terrifying secret. Beneath her calm lies a hidden identity, a mask soaked in blood, and a mission that could bring Bastionspire to its knees. As recruits unlock Kendra Energy — the force born of pain and will — bonds form, battles erupt, and suspicion grows. In a fortress full of swords, spies, and silence, not everyone is who they claim to be. And when truth cuts deeper than steel, what remains of mercy? The King sleeps behind stone walls. But his legacy still bleeds. Trauma burns. Power answers. But some scars don’t fade — they awaken.

Three years ago, Rachel was dragged into a nightmare she didn’t create. A woman named Camila died in a car crash, and Rachel took the fall. But Camila wasn’t just anyone, she was the fiancée of Jeffrey Gray, the cold, powerful man who controlled Shen City like it was his personal chessboard. That night, everything shattered. Her boyfriend, Ralph Patel, ditched her like she was nothing. Her own family treated her like dirt. Her name was ruined. Her heart broken beyond repair. No one even cared if she was guilty or not. She went to prison without a single word of defense. Three years passed. She got out with no money, no help, and no one waiting for her. But she didn’t cry. She didn’t complain. She became a sanitation worker, quietly cleaning the streets of the very city that once chewed her up and spit her out. Then came the night it all changed. Rain poured. She was soaked and exhausted. That’s when a man in a black suit stopped in front of her. His voice was cold enough to freeze her in place. His eyes sharper than knives. Neither of them knew the truth. She didn’t know he was that Jeffrey. He didn’t know she was that Rachel. But fate doesn’t forget. And it never plays fair. When secrets start to unravel and old wounds are torn open, the entire city is shaken. Because the girl they trampled on isn’t the same anymore. This time, Rachel’s not here to beg. She’s here to rise, from the ashes, from the lies, from everything they buried her under. And the people who betrayed her? She’ll make sure they remember what they did. He once destroyed her life. Now, he can’t stay away from her. But Rachel... Her heart’s already frozen.

Corvin Blackmoor was a man carved by war and betrayal. From the blood soaked deserts of Afghanistan to the shadowed corridors of British Intelligence, he served and watched ideals crumble into lies. Patriotism. Honor. Loyalty. He buried them all long before a Quds Force assassin silenced his final breath. But death was only the beginning. Dragged from the ruins of a dying world, Corvin awakens in Valtheris. A savage world ruled by magic, where gods are myths, and survival is written in blood. He is no longer human. He is the last of the Dark Parasytes, an extinct race once so feared that every kingdom, every empire, and every mage order hunted them to extinction. Armed with Shadow Siphon, the power to replicate the strengths of others, Corvin stands alone at the bottom of an alien food chain. Weaker than a wild beast, with enemies and predators lurking in every forest, every court, every throne. Weakness is temporary, patience is eternal. In a world fractured by ancient wars, between noble Elves, scheming Demons, ruthless Humans, primal Feralis and Aetherborn Corvin will climb. He will feast. He will conquer. And in the shadows of Valtheris, the last predator will rise. No gods. No masters. Only the cold ambition of a man who has nothing left to believe in… but power itself.

Kaito, the dorm's softest and sweetest boy, has become mute after relentless bullying. Despite living with Ren and Azel, he hides his pain behind long sleeves, fake smiles, and cuddling plush toys. One rainy day, he's locked in a toilet stall and soaked in freezing water. He lies, saying he just got caught in the rain. That night, while asleep and fevered, his whimpers wake both roommates—and they begin to hear his thoughts for the first time. "I wish someone would hug me... even once… Just once… Am I really that disgusting

Yoon Jae-Hwan (21) is not your average high school student. Beneath the uniform lies one of South Korea’s youngest elite undercover agents, sent on a mission that could change the future of the country. His target: a secret criminal network that recruits high school students into a dark underworld of underground fights, drug trafficking, and blood-soaked contracts. In this world, teenagers are currency, and violence is the only language that holds power. Each year, the notorious “School Tournament” is held — a brutal survival competition where the strongest students battle for the chance to become the personal bodyguard of a powerful mafia boss. Fame, fortune, and freedom await the winner. Death awaits the weak. To dismantle this operation from within, Jae-Hwan must enter the tournament himself — but the deeper he goes, the more blurred the line becomes between duty and survival, justice and bloodlust. How long can he wear the mask of a student before someone unmasks the deadly agent beneath?

SMUT & HAREM! Damon was reincarnated into a magical fantasy world with his previous life's memories intact. Damon became the a half Primordial Incubus Demon- Half Divine Dragon and was the son of the Grand Duchess of the Divine Demon Empire. At this moment, Damon obtained the Divine Sign- in system. [ Ding! Congratulations for Signing in the Body Of Chaos ] [ Ding! Congratulations for Signing in the Eyes of Oblivion ] [ Ding! Congratulations for Signing in the Divine Blood-soaked Sword ] Watch Damon's adventures as in the Mythological World of Austonia as he slays all his enemies on the way to becoming the strongest of them all. ( There will be SMUT )

Rex was just another slave in the corporate machine, a faceless office worker under the shadow of one of the galaxy's powerful megacorps. His life was predictable and dull, an endless cycle of meaningless reports and fluorescent-lit monotony. That was, until that day.... When a new world was discovered on the outskirts of the galaxy, Rex, like countless other low-ranking employees, found himself dragged into a contract clause he’d barely skimmed years ago. The megacorp ordered him and his coworkers to pack their lives into a transport pod and leave for the unexplored planet. Their mission? Establish a colony. Mine resources. Make the company richer. There was no choice, refusing meant ruin. At first, everything seemed manageable. The days were grueling, the nights cold, but progress was steady. The colony was coming to life. Until the excavation team struck something. No one knew what it was at first, a buried hive, a forgotten ecosystem, or something ancient and dangerous. Whatever it was, it unleashed hell. Swarms of enormous, chittering creatures erupted from the ground, their jagged bodies blotting out the sky. The colony fell into chaos. Screams echoed through the air as the bugs tore through everything in their path, walls, machines, and people. Rex barely survived. Bloodied, broken, and pinned beneath the rubble, he should have died there. But in the pitch-black silence of his fading consciousness, a voice spoke to him. Cold. Mechanical. Otherworldly. "Do you wish to live?" When Rex woke, he was no longer the man he’d been. His body was no longer human flesh and bone but something far more alien. His skin shimmered with living metal, his mind infused with the power of Cleo, a mysterious AI from a long-extinct, robotic race known as the Kaelzars. Cleo’s presence pulsed through his thoughts, guiding him and transforming him. He wasn’t just alive. He was reborn. But survival came at a price. Rex was no longer a pawn of the megacorp; he was something more dangerous, something they couldn’t control. As Cleo’s intentions began to reveal themselves, Rex found himself standing on the precipice of war, not just with the bugs but with forces far greater than he could have imagined. This was the beginning of a journey through blood-soaked battlefields and treacherous alliances. Along the way, Rex would encounter allies, brilliant, flawed, and unpredictable, and enemies whose ambitions were as sharp as their blades. These weren’t disposable foes, easily crushed by an overpowered hero. They were cunning, relentless, and human in the most terrifying ways. But then again, in war, who can truly be called a villain? New chapters every day at: [2 A.M GMT+8 Time!]

Year 3120. Humanity has conquered space, forged alliances with alien civilizations, and unlocked evolution itself through the mysterious Genesis Crystals—artifacts capable of awakening the dormant Genesis Core within the human body. The powerful rise to the sky cities, wielding elemental abilities and genetic perfection. The rest rot in the slums, forgotten—unless they risk their lives in the brutal Awakening Trials. Austin Veyne was just another slum rat… until he awakened. No Genesis Crystal. No Element. No classification. Only a Genesis Core born from the Void—sentient, alive, and whispering secrets even the gods fear. “I don’t know if I’m your blessing… or your curse,” she murmurs from within. “Then we’ll find out together,” Austin replies, with cold eyes. He doesn’t crave justice. He craves domination. Austin walks a blood-soaked path. A path where strength is taken, not given. Where monsters are born, not made. And where his Void Core… is only the beginning.

The gods burned his empire to the ground. Now, its ruins might burn him alive. In the ashen corpse of Draal, where the sky never clears and the dead still whisper, scavengers like Kael Varros survive by looting what’s left—melted bones, shattered relics, forgotten sins. But buried beneath the cinders, Kael unearths something far worse: the crown of the Forgotten King, fused with molten glass, pulsing with a memory that isn’t his—and a curse that refuses to stay buried. Haunted by visions of fire and betrayal, hunted by ash-born wraiths, and stalked by zealots who would see him silenced, Kael is thrust into a legacy soaked in blood and forgotten oaths. The crown remembers what the world wants to forget—the gods’ lies, the empire’s ruin, and the rebellion that nearly consumed them all. And now, Kael wears its curse. But the ashes haven’t cooled… and the past isn’t done burning.

Nathan Beck was never meant to be a hero. Life chewed him up, spat him out, and left him hollow. A ghost in his own skin, haunted by grief and disillusionment. But death offered him something else: A new viewpoint. And a question no one else was asking. Now reborn as Hidesuke Shinohara, a forgotten, F-tier “hero” in the brutal world of Arc Zenith, he's granted an ominous, forbidden power: The Final Verdict System. It doesn’t hand out points. It doesn’t reward popularity. It exists for one reason alone: To pass judgment on the heroes who think they’re untouchable. In a world where saviors wear pretentious masks and villains are manufactured scapegoats, Hidesuke becomes the razor’s edge between false light and true shadow. As he climbs the twisted hierarchy of power, surveillance, and illusion, his blade becomes justice. As he hunts them one by one, his judgement zones carve truth into lies. Every sentence burns a legacy. Every sin carries a weight. And real justice finally gets a voice. - - - - - - - The alley was soaked, wall to wall with blood and rain. C-tier Hero "Rot" slammed Hidesuke through a rusted vent, sending shards of metal skittering across the floor. “You don’t get to judge me, you fucker!” he roared, face littered with ugly wounds and eyes wide with fury. Hidesuke coughed, blood in his teeth, and pushed himself up. “Thirty-five victims,” he rasped. “How many more must go down in silence before you feel any remorse?” Rot surged forward again, his palm bursting with hydroforce. Hidesuke didn't dodge. All conditions were met. It was time to end this. > “I bear witness.” Then the world around them split in half. Light scorched the pavement as the Judgment Zone warped reality, replacing every structure within the radius. The rain stopped midair. Sound bent in place. Everything froze except Hidesuke—and Rot, now locked inside with him. > “Violation of Article Nine.” > “You turned their lungs into breeding sites for your filthy worms.” Rot screamed, lunging again. But the chains found him first, wrapping around his legs, arms, throat. They hissed against his skin, burning through his armor and piercing his flesh. > “Sin Weight: 46.” > “Victim Count: 35.” > “Verdict confirmed.” Hidesuke walked toward him, limping slightly, voice steady. > “They desperately begged you for air. Yet you used them like lifeless objects.” > “Let this be your last breath.” His hand closed around the final seal. The glyphs flared red—then white. Veil didn’t get a last word. - - - - - - - [ ! ] If you've been looking for a story with a unique plot and background, congrats you've found the one. Don't waste any more time. Dive right in... p.s. try not to drown. [ ! ] Discord server dropping soon.

He’s the Alpha of nightmares—tattooed, ruthless, and bound by blood to a throne soaked in secrets. She’s the silver-haired mystery who shouldn’t exist... And the only woman his wolf has ever craved. Kael Nightborne doesn’t believe in fate. Not when it threatens to unravel the kingdom he built with blood and bone. But the moment Seraphina steps into his territory—haunted eyes, untamed magic, lips that dare to defy him—he knows two things: She’s forbidden. And she’s his. Seraphina has always felt like something inside her is... wrong. Too wild. Too dark. Too hungry. When she enters the realm of the wolves, she expects answers—not a possessive Alpha with silver eyes and a voice that makes her body burn. But Kael isn’t just dangerous. He’s obsessed. And when an ancient war resurfaces, enemies close in, and her true bloodline is exposed, Seraphina will have to choose between running from the beast who wants to own her... Or surrendering to the fire only he can ignite. Dark. Addictive. Sinfully steamy. Welcome to the kingdom where the Alpha always claims what’s his—no matter the cost.

He ruled the night-cold, immortal, untouchable. She was the only light he ever loved. And the one he destroyed. Centuries ago, Lucien Moretti, vampire mafia king and heir to the Blood Court, chose power over love. He sacrificed her in a dark ritual meant to break an ancient curse-But instead, it bound their souls for eternity. Now, she walks the world again. Mortal. Reincarnated. Unaware. Living a quiet life behind sketchbooks and solitude-until one storm slick night outside a jazz bar, a stranger speaks her name before she ever gives it. Lucien is a man carved from shadows. Dark. Mysterious. Dangerous. And he looks at her like she's the last thing keeping him alive. She doesn't remember him. But he remembers everything. Until a single touch from a stranger awakens visions she can't explain. The past roars back: A crown set in flames. A wedding soaked in blood. A love that ended in betrayal... and fire. Every touch brings back fragments of a life she never lived. Every kiss resurrects a love that once killed them both. He's vowed to protect her this time, even if it means betraying his bloodline She's vowed to destroy him-without knowing why. But fate never forgets. And neither does vengeance. Because she wasn't just anyone. She was a queen once. And someone is determined to bury her again.

From the sheltered comfort of his family's embrace to the blood-soaked battlefields of a savage world, Caelan's journey is one of brutal transformation. Forced to kill to survive, he grapples with the shattering of his former self, questioning the very core of his morality. As he fights for his life, Caelan must confront the chilling possibility that the cost of survival may be his own humanity.

Blood-Soaked Wedding Dress: The Time-Travel Game of the Avenger is a grand European and American romantic epic interweaving time travel, vengeance, and forbidden desire! When modern bride Alison is stabbed by her groom on their wedding day, she unexpectedly gains an alchemical pocket watch that grants her the power to traverse time and space. Her vow: to rewrite the century-old evil bloodline of the Lancaster family. With each time leap, she dons a blood-drenched wedding gown, hunting for revenge in the shadows of plague-ridden villages, witch trials, and the Opium Wars. But is the alchemist who made the deal with her a true ally or a more dangerous trap? When she discovers Charles can peer through all timelines from his mirrored prison, this revenge game spirals into a dual imprisonment of soul and flesh. Desire ignites amid blades and incantations, while bloodshed and romance entwine in the fissures of time—only by tearing through all time-spaces can she reclaim freedom from eternal chains. 120 chapters of roller-coaster time hunts, each a deadly gamble against fate!

In a world where power defines fate, one mark can change everything. Li Feng, a brilliant yet feared cultivator obsessed with rising above all, walks a blood-soaked path to supremacy. But destiny turns when he finds a boy among the ruins of a slaughtered sect—silent, wounded, and bearing the mythical Phoenix Mark. The very key to unlocking a vessel of ancient power. Shen Yun, unaware of the mark on his wrist or the fate it holds, only remembers fragments of warmth and smoke. Taken in by Li Feng, he begins a life shadowed by unspoken truths, loyalty, and a slowly blooming bond that neither understands—until betrayal cracks the surface. When war brews and secrets unravel, the two are torn apart. But with the world chasing the Phoenix Vessel, and empires rising to control it, their paths are destined to collide once more. Not as strangers. Not as enemies. But as something much more complicated. Will they burn together, or rise from the ashes?

Betrayed by blood, framed by rivals, and cast out by the very world he once served—Yuan Zhen’s name was erased from the annals of heroes. Once a noble son respected by the martial world, he now walks the rain-soaked streets of Chengdu, his hair turned a haunting white by grief and loss. But exile is not the end. With only his sword, spear, and a burning will to survive, Yuan Zhen gathers the outcasts, exiles, and forgotten warriors of the borderlands. As chaos reigns and the so-called “orthodox” sects brand him a demon, he forges a new path—one that will shake the foundations of the jianghu. Haunted by the memory of his slain mother and the betrayal of his family, Yuan Zhen must decide: Will he become the villain they fear, or rise above vengeance to create a new legend? In a world where justice is a weapon and loyalty is a lie, the moonlit blade of Chengdu gleams with the promise of retribution.

This is the story of Alexander–a boy who died an absurd death. But that became the start of something crazy. Reborn in the body of Prince Alexander Ivan–a Crippled background character fated to die early in Legends & Dynasties, his favourite novel. Alexander could only curse fate. So the suffering wasn't enough, huh? You deiced to kill him too. Damn Author. Tossed into a brutal world ruled by dynasties and magic. Alexander must do everything to stay alive. But he soon realise... for unknown reasons... the world didn't want him alive. But Alexander isn't here to die a second time. With resolve hardened and armed with his Legendary Blood Trait. Alexander will rewrite the world one bloody step after another. He'll be a legend the world cannot ignore. It won't be easy. Well... when was life ever easy? Schemes, power, war, blood. They shall become his tool. He would slay humans, monsters, demons and the ones he most despise: the unknown beings. Welcome to a tale soaked in blood and the will to live at all cost...

In a forgotten corner of the world, where myths are hidden under flesh and shadows whisper ancient truths, a cursed boy awakens to a reality far darker than death. Ruhan Ahmed is haunted not by ghosts, but by memories that feel older than time. In the quiet corners of Bhola, where reality shivers beneath the surface, he begins to sense it—a call from the darkness, a whisper of a forgotten truth. What begins as a descent into loneliness soon becomes a journey through dreamlike fear, soul-fracturing silence, and visions soaked in blood. The world around him starts to twist, and Ruhan finds himself clutching at pieces of a past he does not remember and a destiny he never asked for. A war brews in the unseen—between dragon-kin and cursed blood, between ancient powers and human souls. And at its center lies Ruhan, who must walk a path into the heart of the darkness… guided only by pain, mystery, and the fragments of something once sacred.

What would you do if the person who loved you most...was the one who hid your powers? Michael always thought his father was just strict. Overprotective. He never imagined that the man who raised him had shackled his very soul, sealing away his true power with a golden curse meant to keep him "safe." But safety... is just another word for a cage. After stumbling upon a hidden chamber beneath his family's castle, Michael awakens a force long buried...and with it, the truth of who he really is. Thrown into a shattered realm beyond reality, the Starfall Sanctum, he meets ancient spirits, forgotten weapons, talking swords, divine beasts, and fragments of a legacy he was never meant to remember. He’s not just a boy with a temper. He's the final heir of the Ashborne Devil Clan, a bloodline feared by gods, hunted by sects, and wiped from history for being too dangerous to exist. Every night, he is torn apart and every morning, he reforges himself sharper than before. But through the pain, he finds more than strength. He finds love—fierce, fragile, and unexpected and a reason to keep going that isn’t just rage. And above all, he makes a vow: To bring his mother back from the void. To tear through realms if he has to. To finish the battle she died starting. Now, the seal is shattered. His Umbral Core is awakened. And with it, come memories soaked in blood, a clan erased by betrayal, and a destiny that could set entire worlds on fire. This isn’t just a story of power. It’s about the boy they tried to keep small and what happens when he refuses to stay that way.