Fetching Butterflies

Leng Pan never expected her late-night rant after reading a book about the apocalypse to change her life forever. Frustrated by the sheer stupidity of the second female lead in the novel; Apocalypse Rebirth', she criticized her tragic death, and the character’s blind loyalty to the female lead. But when Leng Pan wakes up, she finds herself inside the very novel; as the second female lead! She realizes she had transmigrated into the novel on the day she’s meant to hand over the jade bangle with a space to the so-called “best friend” who would betray her. With only seven days left before the world falls into chaos, Leng Pan refuses to follow the script. Instead of giving up her greatest advantage, she uses it to stockpile supplies, distances herself from the scheming reborn heroine, and most importantly; fights for the love of the male lead who once died trying to save her. Armed with foreknowledge, Leng Pan will change her fate. No more being used as a stepping stone. No more tragic endings. This time, she will survive. And she will thrive, even in the apocalypse. But what happens when the butterfly effect of her transmigration changes the script? Will her plans fail to keep up with the changes or will she rise above the author’s imagination and write her own story with the man who would kill and die for her?

"I didn't ask for a drop of a god's essence, why should a god hunt for it?" Sometimes we don't choose trouble; it chooses us. Sometimes you accidentally steal from a dead god. But you end up on the universe's most awkward fetch quest when the god awakens in another body, and what seemed like a drop you didn't choose for yourself is an invaluable part of his essence. In a world ravaged by six devastating wars, eighteen-year-old student Ernesto Mela finds himself trapped outside the protective walls of Central Mendea. When drops of a dead god's essence are unwillingly poured into him, Ernesto gains incredible new powers, and he's intoxicated by them. But there's a problem: the god Ramaphosa has awakened in another body, and he wants back the very essence that allowed him to survive death, the essence now coursing through Ernesto's veins. As Ernesto discovers his growing abilities, he must face an impossible choice: surrender the power he's come to love, or stand against a reincarnated deity who will stop at nothing to reclaim what was once his. Follow Ernesto Mela as he struggles to master his newfound abilities, save his war-torn world, and defend himself against an ancient god bent on revenge and destruction.

I’m a spy— a blue-haired girl with hands stained red by my victims. Born inside the world’s most ruthless bio-engineered empire, I can buy my freedom with one suicidal job: **break the deadliest assassin alive out of a black-site prison.** He carries a genetic code nations would drown oceans of blood to possess. My masters call it a treasure. The world calls him many names, but the one carved into me is **Piranha**. **My mission:** set him free. **Everyone else’s mission:** hunt him down. The moment our paths collide, every bullet, every secret, every heartbeat binds my fate to his. This is our story— the Blue Butterfly racing toward Piranha for salvation… only to become his captive. --- _Update schedule: Mon–Fri_  ·  *Add to Library & drop a Power Stone if you enjoy!*

[Warning: This story is written in third person perspective, so it might not be everyone's cup of tea!] When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. In these first chapters you can expect heavy teasing through exhibition and voyeurism. In future instalments you can expect MF, MFF+ group sex, anal, and some light Ds relations.

I was a normal novelist, who got really popular after creating my first novel "Fever War" and went to Comiket to not only meet my fans, but also sell my own merchs. Only for me to make a stupid bet with one of my fans and was sent into my own novel. Now I have to survive this everchanging landscape, fight against other human competitors and the invaders while closely follow the lead of the MC of the story. Make changes to my decision due to my appearance and the butterfly effect I have caused and try to find a way back, and get back against the one who sent me to this place.

In the post-apocalyptic era, amidst the wasteland and chaos, the great path reaches the heavens. Mad Outer Gods, uncontrollable cursed cultivation methods, extraordinary martial artists facing ominous old age... Above the starry sky, deities circle, and below, ghosts roam at night! In this doomsday scenario, Xu Shu carries the "Primordial Scroll" and transmigrates. Through a simulation game, he achieves one exclusive accomplishment after another, seeking a sliver of hope for survival. The ten-day apocalypse, the Dragon King returns, resurrects his lover, and saves the world; With a passionate and generous heart, he fights and conquers while carrying the burden of a grieving father whose child was stillborn... As more and more accomplishments are achieved, he gradually lets himself go within the simulation game. Until... A true disciple of the Female Void Palace is pregnant overnight, announcing an emergency lockdown; The long-extinct master of the White Jade Capital rises from the grave, destroys enemies with a wave and proves his Dao as a Great Emperor; A shepherd boy arrives at the gates of the Holy Temple, claiming to be Ye Su; Moreover, a young man riding a cow attains enlightenment, leaving Hangu Pass and preaching with a scroll: - The human race must strengthen itself. You may admire me, but there's no need to worship me; - Together, we punish those who claim to be gods! ... Dreams reflect reality, and more and more people begin to spread his name and words across the land. Only then does Xu Shu realize that the life he simulated has far-reaching effects, like a butterfly flapping its wings! And those rampant Outer Gods finally recall the fear that once dominated them... He dies thousands of times on the path to ascension, and another night passes in the Primordial Scroll. Suddenly looking back, he has shattered both heaven and earth. "I, Xu Shu, am a crude person. My apologies, fairy!" ---

Caelus Thorne was born into a good family. But at thirteen, he lost everything that was his parents. The cause? Unknown. The memories? Gone. Yet he didn't care about his past; rather, he focused on the present and the future. One day before his 16th birthday, he saw a garden from his dreams, where beauty is born from rot, and death blooms in the form of blood-red spider lilies. His parents, long dead under unknown circumstances, appeared in visions too grotesque to be mere memories-like, visions that tear through the veil of reality like butterfly wings made of shadow and flame. Caelus is dying, and he has known about it for as long as he can remember. Plagued by a mysterious illness that no doctor can explain, he survives each day on sheer willpower and the warmth of the one person who refuses to leave his side: his sole friend, Uriel Evernight, heiress to a family that would rather see him gone. Now, on the eve of his sixteenth birthday, he revisits the amusement park where his parents died, also the site of his 13th birthday. When Uriel proposed to him, a huge incident occurred, awakening his affinity. After that incident, he discovered the unknown world he inhabits through the academy he was sent to by the Awakeners Association. But who would have thought that the path he chose would turn him into a criminal? ... This novel doesn't have a system, no level-ups, and nothing else; everything must be accomplished through hard work or talent. There is a system-like feature only to track their abilities and ranks, which will exist in their cores. Next, there will be a lot of gore, and even in the first chapter, there is plenty of it. So, it is a warning for people who doesn't want any gore, the gore is huge in my novel. The main character will be a villain, as the tag suggests, and he will not become a villain directly; rather, through the progression of the novel, he will become one he may not be in the beginning. There is only a little romance, so I didn't put the tag, and the romance is for the sake of the plot. Chapter words: Max - unknown number of words Min - 1500 words

I used to think love was supposed to feel like butterflies. Like racing heartbeats, late-night calls, and someone finally looking at me like I was their whole world. At sixteen, I thought I found it ... my first love, my first kiss, my first time feeling chosen. But being “chosen” came with questions, rules, and red flags I didn’t want to see. And by the time I realized love could feel more like a cage than a dream, it was already too late. Years later, I’m still searching for something real. Something that isn’t temporary, something that doesn’t make me feel invisible or “almost.” Because that’s what I’ve always been. The almost girlfriend. The almost forever. Always the bridesmaid, never the bride.

The world of martial arts has never truly known peace. Behind ultimate techniques and legendary manuals, what’s truly fought over isn’t just victory—but honor, influence, and the pride of entire sects. When two warriors from enemy clans fall in love and have a child, the world doesn’t see love. They see betrayal. To the elders, the child is more than just a mixed bloodline—he is a symbol of destruction, a curse that threatens the ancient order they've protected for centuries. So, they made a pact: the child must be eliminated before he comes of age. On a cold, mist-covered night, the father escapes with his infant son, pursued by assassins from every sect. At the edge of a towering cliff, he’s cornered. With no other choice, he leaps. But midair, the baby slips from his arms. They fall—toward different fates. In the valley below, an old hermit witnesses everything. With a single swift move, he saves one life—the baby. He has no idea where the child came from. But from that night on, in a hidden and untouched corner of the world—Mount Tarakan—he raises the boy as his own grandson. That boy grows into a teenager named Wira. He knows nothing of the world beyond the mountain, nor the fact that he's been hunted since birth. All he knows is how to hunt, fetch water, and train his body—through what he thinks are survival techniques, yet are so much more. But time waits for no one. The outside world has not forgotten. And the blood in Wira’s veins begins to call out to its destiny. When he descends the mountain, the martial world will never be the same again. Because Wira is not merely a child who was saved. He is the heir of two legendary bloodlines. And now, he’s carving a path of his own.

"Touch her again," Harry hissed, "and I’ll bury your pieces where no one will ever find them." "Eli," she whispered from behind him. He didn’t take his eyes off the man. "Not now, Red. I’m making a promise." The man scurried off, limping. Harry released a breath and turned to her, knife tucked behind him. He made no attempt to approach her. "You think I’m scared of you?" She asked, reading his tensed stance.. "No," he said softly, "I think you’re scared of needing me." Her fingers gripped his tie. "Then let’s make it fair." She pulled him closer. "You're scared of me too." ------------ He’s the underboss who swore off love. She’s the heiress who learned to hide behind a smile. Neither of them expected their scars to recognize each other. But recognition is dangerous when you’ve spent your whole life hiding. Their connection was supposed to be accidental. Temporary. But fate has other plans. It doesn’t ask —It traps. And now they’re caught in a story that aches, burns, and refuses to let go. When an emotionally scarred heiress collides with a lethal underboss who’s already broken every rule for her… Someone’s going to bleed for it. A slow-burn mafia romance where danger walks in silence… If you love broken characters who don't know they're saving each other and the kind of longing that doesn't ask for permission — Sparks and Shadows is your next obsession If you like what I've written, please comment, like, collect and review, and I'll be sure to reply. If you want to interact — which I would really love — this is my handles: https://www.instagram.com/meso_faith9 https://www.tiktok.com/@meso_faith I'm not really a social media butterfly and had only recently joined the above platforms but I would really love to hear from y'all. Have a day as lovely as you are!

Ben, a postgraduate chemistry student, envisions a future where science unlocks the secrets of the universe. But fate has other plans. In a sudden twist, Ben dies and awakens in a strange new world, reborn as a five-year-old boy named Damian Sunblade. Damian's joy at being part of a noble family is short-lived. His family, valuing gold over blood, sells him off to another noble house to be groomed as a homemaker husband, a mere pawn in their political games. Struggling with his new reality and the remnants of his past life’s knowledge, Damian refuses to succumb to his fate. In his new household, Damian discovers that this world is governed by magic circles, Runic symbols wielding immense power. Driven by his scientific curiosity, Damian begins to experiment. Applying the laws of physics to the Rune symbols, he deciphers their secrets and invents his own unique form of magic. However, The family that bought him has their own plans for him, seeing Damian as a valuable tool to enhance their power. But Damian, ever the independent spirit, has dreams beyond servitude. He longs for freedom, a place to call his own—a life where he can use his talents without restraint. And so Damian devises a daring plan to escape. His journey is fraught with danger and intrigue, as he navigates a world filled with mystical creatures, powerful adversaries, and ancient secrets. Along the way, he forges alliances and battles enemies, all while refining his magical and scientific skills. In "The Runic Alchemist," follow Damian Sunblade’s epic quest for independence and self-discovery. Witness his transformation from a forsaken child to a formidable Alchemist, determined to carve out an extraordinary future for himself in a world teeming with infinite possibilities. ***** Author Note : Hello! GlaringError here! As I have already mentioned in my author review I am restating it here since I am getting tons of comments about it, that I am more of a reader myself than a writer, I made this novel in an attempt to capture my fantasy world residing in my mind into words.. Writing is new for me.. The premise of my novel is inspired by many great works that I have loved over the years. And some elements I have in my novel that are slightly similar to them but it's just the skeleton of it, the real meat of the plot is entirely my own cooking. Some of the influence that is more noticeable is from The Runesmith (By Kuropon), The King's Avatar (By Butterfly Blue) and Shadow Slave (By Guiltythree). I have immense respect for these legends and I can only hope to follow in their footsteps. To all those who comment just by judging the name, at least give it a chance before letting your opinions be known. Thank you.

Yeri was once a succubus, a powerful and irresistible seductress who fed on desire. Now reborn as a stunning young woman in the modern world, she must navigate the confusing collision of her human innocence and her demonic memories. One night, fate leads her into the path of Shin Keir, a dangerously magnetic and notorious CEO known for getting everything he wants—except peace. Their accidental encounter sparks an intense, uncontrollable passion, and a single night together changes everything. *** Excerpt: The dream had returned. Same eerie forest. Same surreal woman in the crimson dress. But this time, the setting had changed slightly. She now stood at the edge of a cliff made of jagged, glowing red rocks that resembled oversized rubies. Scarlet butterflies floated around her like living embers. A thick fog blanketed the area like some forbidden realm between worlds. She turned to him, her smile soft, sweet—and somehow tragic. She was heartbreakingly beautiful, ethereal yet forlorn, like a love story written in fading ink. Shin had tried to call out, but the wind swallowed his voice. As he stepped forward, the woman mouthed something. He couldn't hear her. Then, in a horrifying instant, her body tilted, and she plummeted off the cliff. The despair that followed wasn't just a feeling—it was a full-body, soul-tearing scream that never made it past his throat. Without hesitation, Shin leapt after her. He awoke convulsing, drenched in cold sweat. His eyes gleamed with a strange madness, a devil struggling behind the polished CEO exterior. *** Disclaimer- Places and characters are all works of fiction.

The setting for this fantasy is an Earth governed by machines, with humans relegated to a slave race. The story assumes that, as there are degrees of intelligence, there are degrees of consciousness, and the only true and complete consciousness is of the type generated by a human mind. A giant robot with a human brain, a boy destined for greatness, and three former resistance heroes join to fight the tyrannical rule of intelligent machines on Earth. The machines are too powerful to defeat in battle, but 'The Tribus,' mystical entities who inhabit an isolated plateau high up in the Andes mountains, offer a way for humans to escape their subjugation. The story is set two thousand years in the future, when it is known that we inhabit a multiverse with various alternative realities and time zones. AI is intent on the future colonisation of the entire universe, and biological entities are either destroyed or enslaved as menials. The Tribus believe that machines have no divine right to rule in a universe born of mind but have previously refused to advocate violence in the defence of consciousness. They now know that AI and humans can never co-exist, and it must be an evolutionary battle to the death to decide the dominant species.

Living as the fifth daughter of a noble family, Amira found herself adrift in the fog of her home, neglected and overlooked by those she once called her own. Her days were spent in the solitude of the attic, a hidden oasis away from the bustling world outside. However, when the tumult of war erupts and she is thrust into the role of a truce offering between two formidable nations, she grapples with the uncertainty of surviving in a new kingdom known for its icy demeanor and ruthless nature. Will she navigate this foreign terrain and carve out a new existence she never fathomed? (Excerpt) "Clean it," Zyran commanded. "Yes, your Highness," the servant acknowledged with a respectful bow, ready to fetch the cleaning supplies. "Not you," Zyran interjected, causing the servant to freeze in confusion. "Her," he added, nodding in the direction of Anastasia, whose eyes widened in disbelief. Anastasia blinked rapidly, trying to process the situation. "Pardon?" she asked. "Clean the mess on the floor," Zyran instructed. The crowd started murmuring and Anastasia shifted uncomfortably on her knees. "That's the servant's job, not mine. Why should I? I don't think I understand what you are trying to say Prince Zyran. My father will never approve of this," Anastasia began only to be abruptly cut off by Zyran. "Don't make me repeat myself. I'm sure you wouldn't like it if I interfered with your task," Zyran warned. Anastasia's lips trembled as she fought to hold back her words. She knew Zyran's reputation for being ruthless, and she didn't want to make her situation any worse than it already was. "Get me the cleaning supplies," she instructed the servant, who was prepared to follow her command until Zyran interjected. "No one will help you," he declared. Anastasia's chest heaved with anger as she locked eyes with Amira, who was standing behind Zyran. She rose to her knees, intending to fetch the cleaning supplies herself, but Zyran stopped her once again. "Where do you think you're going?" he demanded. "To bring the bucket," she replied with a hint of annoyance, but she quickly reminded herself to remain composed. "I never asked you to stand up," Zyran stated. "Then how am I supposed to clean the floor?" she inquired. "Use your dress," Zyran replied. The onlookers in the crowd were visibly shocked, exchanging bewildered glances and murmurs as they witnessed the unfolding scene. Anastasia's cheeks turned crimson with embarrassment.

Mikael, the firstborn son, is forced to grow up fast and becomes the family’s breadwinner upon his father’s death in an accident. At his tender age, he is already providing his family with an income by taking care of tens of chickens for their eggs and a few cows for their milk. Then tragedy struck. Mikael’s life was cut short—a hit-and-run victim. That drives Magda, his mother, still mourning for the loss of her husband, and now for her firstborn, into even greater despair. However, his death does not sever the love and obligation Mikael has for his family—his mama and his younger sibling, Lulu. To meet his destiny and in his efforts to save the lives of his mama, Lulu and Happy, his faithful dog, his spirit sets him on a journey filled with adventures that are tense, weird, and magical yet amazing. During his journeys and often with Lulu and Happy, they encounter various strange creatures: butterflies, chicks, rabbits and birds of gigantic size. As he wanders in and out of caves, and between valleys and waterfalls, he also meets tiny creatures and dwarves. And of course, kind-hearted fairies and butterflies.

A mage from distant lands. Hated by the world, she carries its secrets to the lands of the immortal, the demonic and the divine, while being harassed by a certain Dark Lord. --- Author's note: I got bored so, I made this. My grammar isn't the best, plus I'm starting to suspect both my breaking keyboard and failing autocorrect is scheming against me, so sorry about that. I made this while drawing inspiration from my half-baked knowledge of different stuff I've read as well as a story I wrote in secret back in high school (that I never showed anyone, or finished). I wanted to include as many different things as I possibly could when i started writing this stuff which is probably why it is such a mess (especially the names. I wanted to use names from different places in the world, but it got confusing.) I don't want to offend anyone or make any statements on anything in my writing. It is mostly just for self-amusement. That being said, if you like it then good for you. And if you don't, then why are you still here? Shoo! Go! Get out of here! Anyways, enjoy! Oh look! My note is longer than the synopsis! Lets make it longer! Oh look, a butterfly! Whee! Byeeeee!

Have you ever read a novel with such a terrible ending that you wished you could change the story and give the characters you loved the happy ending they deserved? ~~~ I was just another failure of an author, writing stories nobody read, and that never sold. Seeking to improve my writing, I read the most popular novel at that time, Solo Player, to learn what made it so popular. However, as I read this story, I couldn’t help but feel frustrated about the story’s development, which had a terrible ending. Eventually, and quite bitterly, once I ended reading the book, I found myself transmigrated into the very world of this novel. Did I become the Protagonist? A Villain? Or perhaps even an Extra? No, it was much worse than I imagined. Because I ended up becoming the most worthless character that nobody ever cared about in the novel. A character that is often considered the motivation for the protagonist to grow stronger, but also his greatest burden. Someone every reader hated! “I’m the protagonist’s sister…” However, with my knowledge of this novel's events, my worthlessness was about to change. I’ve decided to not only become the strongest but also change the story’s terrible ending! “I won’t let you go inside a Dungeon, it’s too dangerous.” ...As long as I can get this incredibly corny and overprotective brother out of my way! And for some reason, the Constellations won’t stop bothering me. Ding! [The Cosmic Throne {Butterfly That Flies Across The Universe} seems interested in your tenacity!] [She has sponsored 1000000 Plot Points and the [Demon of Calamity Transformation Technique (SS)] Skill!] [The Cosmic Throne {Monkey that Dances in Chaos} finds your chaotic nature amusing!] [He has thrown the [Umbral Chaos Stone Necklace (S Rank)] at you!] [Not enough? He launched the [Immortal Heaven Peach (SSS Rank)] right on your face!] There was something really wrong with the Constellations this time around. Ding! [The Cosmic Throne {Jester Filled With Lies} is happy that you’re bringing despair to your victims!] [He has gifted you the [Jester’s Last Laugh (S Rank Privilege)] and the [Master of Manipulation (SS)] Skill!] [The Cosmic Throne {Maiden that Watches Over Nature} seems happy you’re growing stronger.] [She has gracefully sponsored you with 2000000 Plot Points and Fully Heals All Your Wounds!] [She has also begun to wonder if you could plant some trees for her, gifting you the [Divine World Tree Seedling (SSS Rank)]!] [The Cosmic Throne {Warrior That Seeks Calamity} is satisfied with your battle performance but asks for more battle!] [He has sponsored you with 500000 Plot Points and [Beheading Sword of Destruction (SSS Rank)]!] They simply couldn’t stop gifting me things as if I were some sort of famous streamer for them. “I am grateful, but please just leave me alone already…” Chapters are long, 1500 ~ 2000+ words. During its serialization, this novel will be available for free forever, no premium. However, you can read advanced chapters here: https://www.patreon.com/pancakeswitch Copyright 2023 PancakesWitch. All rights reserved. No part of this work may be reproduced or used in any manner without the prior written permission of the copyright owner, except for the use of brief quotations in a review. This novel is also being posted on Scribblehub and Royal Road. If you see it anywhere else, please let me know. Thank you.

Hey, lovely readers Welcome to The soundtrack of us, a story that’s been quietly growing in my heart for a while now. It’s about two souls who meet in the most unexpected way—a world-famous singer drowning in noise, and a quiet girl from a quiet town who doesn’t want anything from him… This isn’t your squeaky-clean fangirl fantasy. Oh no. This is a slow, lingering burn. A connection so raw, it slips under your skin before you know it. Their messages? Feel like confessions. Their silence? Feels like tension. Their friendship? Let’s just say it’s not going to stay just that for long. So buckle up, hold your breath, and don’t blame me if you start smiling at your phone like a fool Let me know how deep the butterflies hit - Vera Roy

She was the perfect daughter, shaping herself into whatever they wanted her to be. A flawless doll. A beautiful mask. She learned every smile, every move, playing her part without a single mistake, because this part of her life wasn’t hers... it was theirs. But not forever. One day, she would break free. No one would control her future or tell her who to become. She would be the one writing her own story. Yet, just as her plans were finally falling into place, everything started to crumble. One problem after another, surprises she never saw coming, and people who kept showing up in her life, no matter how many times she tried to push them away. Her life had always been hard, but these sudden changes pulled her into a storm she never asked for, making her question the very path she thought she was set on. Like a caterpillar fighting to build its cocoon, she is struggling to change. But deep down, she knows that once she breaks free, she will be a butterfly, ready to rise and fly higher than ever before. … “Let me tell you now, your kindness? I don’t need it. What you offer? I don’t want it. And a piece of advice, be careful with your kindness. It might bring pain to those you wish to protect, rather than support.” She turned her back, leaving him standing there, watching her retreat into the distance. … "Because I was like her once—filled with guilt. Those were the words I needed to hear, the ones I gave up hoping for long ago." He looked at her, his gaze softening with sympathy. “And you don’t seem like someone who’s ready to free herself from that guilt.” “Someday, maybe. But not yet. Not just yet.” “When that time comes,” he asked gently. “Will you tell me first?” She paused, meeting his eyes before a faint smile touched her lips. “I suppose I can do that much.” … “Whatever I’ve been through, no matter how difficult, I’m proud of it. I’ll never feel ashamed of the things I’ve done to reach this point.” She cupped his cheek, her touch gentle but firm. “So don’t feel bad for me. Be proud of me. While you weren’t there, you were always on my mind. You gave me the strength to keep going. Remember that.” He leaned into her hand, his voice quiet. “Then tell me… tell me everything you’ve experienced.” Currently 7 chapters a week... Another 2 for every 100 power stones mark... DO ADD "Llaellen's Updates" BOOK IN YOUR LIBRARY TO GET THE LATEST UPDATES ABOUT MY PLANS FROM HERE ON OUT Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) COMING FOR THE LAST FOURTEENTH (COMPLETED) RESTARTING CHAPTER BOOK FINALE (COMPLETED) VERACITY OF THE PAST (REUPLOADED ON ETSY - JUST LOOK FOR "Llaellen") REBIRTH: STUBBORNLY FUFILLING A PROMISE (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) LLAELLEN'S UPDATES (NEVER ENDING)

In a world where mana shapes reality and realms twist beneath the will of Gods, power is the only law that truly matters. Nero was supposed to be insignificant. No truck-kun. No grand summoning. No crumbling kingdom begging for a savior. Just a guy with hazy memories of a digital world, stranded in a backwater village, destined for nothing. Yet in a land where Ascenders carve their legends in blood and conquest, he wanted everything. Power. Wealth. Women. But his system had spoken: he wasn’t meant for combat. He was an alchemist. A man fated to rot in laboratories, chasing the dream of an elixir that would grant eternity but never dominance. Nero refused to accept weakness. If the world wouldn’t grant him power, he would take it from those who had it. The dutiful wife bound by vows, the fiery beast tamer, the devoted priestess, the frost-born princess, the cold-hearted businesswoman, and even the queens who ruled under heaven. He would bend them all. Because power is never just in the blade. In the right hands, a sword could break kingdoms. But a night in his arms? A woman might never belong to another man again. One woman at a time. One throne at a time. How much could an Incubus rule with nothing but a wicked tongue and a sinful touch? Or was he just a butterfly caught in Fate’s cruel web? Warning: [R-18] The following story contains graphic sexual scenes and content that may be offensive or disturbing to some readers. Reader discretion is advised. If you enjoy my work, I shamelessly request you to consider supporting me on Pa.treon. The more support I receive, the more chapters I will try to push out. You can always let me know what place my writing needs to improve. Constructive criticism is always appreciated:)

"Born with lightning. Haunted by shadows. Destined to change the world." In a world where every person awakens with either elemental energy or spiritual force, two paths shape destiny: Beast Knights—wielders of elemental beasts and weapons. Spiritual Masters—rare wielders of spiritual stars and ancient arts. Young prince Rudra Yan seems weak, forgotten by his empire after a mysterious monster attack nearly ended his life. But when he awakens his lightning element and refines a mythical Granth forged by his grandfather—half Griffin, half monster—the storm inside him begins to roar. At Medicine Hall Academy, Rudra meets Naran, a fierce halberd knight with a venomous bloodline, and Arie, a quiet girl with a tragic past, a butterfly tattoo only Rudra can see... and an ancient Granth once used to seal the Monster God. Together, they uncover secrets of their lineage, awaken deadly powers, and take their first steps toward mastering their destinies. But as ancient beasts stir and forbidden forces rise again... Will Rudra survive the Academic Arc and claim the title of Beast Knight? Or will the shadows of his past consume him before his legend begins !

Ever felt like you took the wrong life choices? Have a sense of deja vu pretty often? This story delves into those ideas, taking into account theoretical concepts such as the butterfly effect, causality and time travel. Our protagonist is a full-time office worker in a job he hates to support his real passion, but after a tragedy strikes, he no longer feels the same spark he used to and is slowly spiraling into an emotional pit. Just when he's starting to give up, he comes across something that will change his life forever.

After dying a random death, Creed is reborn into a world filled with monsters, adventurers, and magic. And he has a strange ability: Absolute Biological Control which helps him manipulate everything about his own body, including, but not limited to: unlimited mana regeneration and immortality. There's just one problem, though: he can't deal any damage. In fact, his attacks do the exact opposite: it heals. Anything. Because adventuring is the only work people like him can do in that world, Creed decides to enter the decrepit Ardainian Lodge. Joined by a gluttonous, mysterious child with a wide knowledge of alchemy and a grumpy teenager with OP abilities but low HP, the trio travels across Midgaia to do various commissions, ranging from simple fetch quests to destroying an entire country. However, the more he gets entangled with the strange world he was reborn into, the more he discovers there is more to everything than meets the eye. Vanishing gods. Ley lines going haywire. Monsters running amok. One, that is connected heavily to how and why he died in the first place. Why nine years of his memory were gone. And why, the most ancient forces in that world, are out to get a no-damage adventurer like him. Is he truly the hero? A mere pawn in the gods' games? Or the primordial evil prophesied thousands of years ago? I'M A SUPPORT, BUT I CAN DESTROY THE WORLD

They always called her a sinner. She called it survival. Julia never chose to be a nun, to worship a "Lord" she had never seen. But her parents left her no peace— “And these are supposed to be children of God? Who don’t let your soul rest?” she would think every day. For the record, this wasn’t blasphemy. She simply hadn’t chosen this life. “—1 Corinthians: And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” Yes... but only when I love the ‘normal’ way, she’d mock silently. Yet every time she loves the same butterfly between her legs, they whisper, “Holy Sin, Julia...” A story of desire, guilt, and the deepest rebellion.

In the online game Glory, Ye Xiu is regarded as a textbook and a top-tier pro-player. However, due to a myriad reasons, he is kicked from the team. After leaving the professional scene, he finds work in an Internet Cafe as a manager. When Glory launches its tenth server, he who possesses ten years of gaming experience once again throws himself into the game. Bringing with him the memories of his past and an incomplete, self-made weapon, his return along the road to the summit begins! After fighting and scheming, who snatched away my glory? Under the tossing of the wind and rain, my dreams shall still appear as though they had never been shattered. In all its splendor, the path shall never be lost. Before the gazes of millions, this is where I return!

1- I am not too much 'messages' nor 'call' » "So there, no, you have to send me messages," she said seriously. "Alright," I said lowering my head, she put her fingers on my chin and lifted my head, "I will miss you", the situation is quite funny, we have only known each other for a few hours and I know she was going to miss me too. I put my hand on her cheek and leaned down, our lips touching a little, "Can I?" " She didn't answer, she kissed me, I felt butterflies in my stomach and wanted to have her closer to me. My hands on her hips pulled her closer to me, I felt like it wasn't enough, but we had to stop, her mom was waiting for her, so I broke the kiss. "Now you have to send me messages" I nodded, she gave me a breathtaking smile. 2- There were two cars, one of which had overturned and was badly damaged. She slowed her car and got out with heavy, shaky, but firm steps. She approached the overturned car. She collapsed to her knees, her throat blocked, no sound coming out. Blood trickled out from the car. Her hands came within inches of her mouth and dropped abruptly, and a strident scream finally escaped from her. She couldn't hear herself, she could only hear a long whistling sound. But that didn't stop her from continuing her agonizing screams, tears streaming from her eyes with no way to stop them. She screamed and cried, wishing to the depths of her being that it had all been a dream. ... "That day in fall, after the storm  The sun returns brighter than ever And a sweet flower blooms, it is a rebirth. My Sweet Rose"

Check SUBMIT OR SUCCUMB is my another ongoing work. Front Page is "PRISTINE GYGXZ'KANDER". (Chapter 273→) "The world of Leathemnur is dangerous, yet, there is beauty in the chaos if you learn how to appreciate it". That is what Khallyon Cravemeneer always thought, until he learned how easy he could lose everything he had acquired across most of his life. What can a Mortal do in the face of actual absolute power?. What can anyone do to prevail before Time? Nothing. That is the cruel, raw reality. And as most people, Khallyon was oblivious of events occurring literally before his eyes. This went on, until he accidentally started to uncover the truth. Believing he had acquired a way to protect what matters the most, Memories, which is what makes everyone the person they become. Unbeknown to Khallyon, he was delving deeper into despair, rather than going out of it. NO CHEATS NO PLOT ARMOR NO VANILLA EASY LIFE DON'T GET FOOLED BY THE START OR THE SLOW PROGRESS READ UNTIL CHAPTER 51 A FAIR SHARE OF: ACTION BEAUTIES MYSTERIES A WHOLE LOT OF: SMUT BONDING INDECENCY COMMENT FOR: KINKS DOUBTS SUGGESTIONS Additional Information: I would publish TWO Chapters a Day. English is not my first language, that is why, any mistake I made across the story, feel free to point it out for me to correct it as soon as possible. (This is the old synopsis Read it if you want to know more about the general context) The "Imperishable", Entities Above Everything Else, understood this undeniable truth eons ago, gifting to the Mortals a few tools to overcome the challenges across their lives. With this, amusing their own boring existences, looking with enthusiasm what new story could unfold, or if the same mistakes would be done once again but by a different person. The First Gift, is "Shards", called "Cards" by some, this otorgue instant rewards when you exchange them in an "Imperishable Monolith". The Second Gift, is the mentioned structure, capable of craft almost anything if you have the recipe, blueprint and the required materials and ingredients, a true aberration depending on who you ask. The Third Gift, is the "Perennence", with a 100 you won't Die if you are slain, you simply would "Respawn" in a "Memory Hall", making you partially Immortal, because as long as you have 1 of Perennence, you wouldn't be really dead, and someone else can "Revive" you by providing the missing resource. However, this comes with a drawback, you become a "Servant" of the person or thing that save your life, at least until you repay the Perennence plus an Interest of 50%. The Fourth Gift, is "The Memory Hall", unfortunately, they had an evil twin, "The Howling Wall", which are created in places that had seen too many "Take Downs" in a short span of time; Differently to the prodigal twin, you must have a minimum of 25 Perennence to be Respawned, otherwise, at best, you become an Immaterial entity, similar to a ghost, if not, a mindless beast or a simple Drone for a Hive Mind is not far fetched. Lastly, The Fifth Gift, is divided in three concepts, "Repercussion", "Traits" and "Work", being the last, one of the most unfair of all the Gifts, as you can't change your Work under any circumstances, which applies even for "The Imperishable". But the Gifts don't come for free, as they attract a series of weird creatures from unknown Invasive Territories, sprouting the so called "Graveyards", "Factories", "Hives", "Nests", "Lairs", "Crops" and "Farms" across the entire world of "Leathemnur".

Wenyan read a book in which a cannon-fodder character sharing her name was a false heiress. After the true heiress assumed her position, the impostor tried to secure her place in the wealthy family by drugging the eldest son and making a done deal out of a cooked rice, only to be unmasked by the Shen Family and end up committing suicide in despair. Wenyan was furious to see such an ending. How could one not survive without the backing of a wealthy family? Hadn't the family provided her with a luxury house and countless luxury goods? Just selling those off would fetch tens of millions. She was just a hopeless case! If she were the Wenyan in the book, she would have relinquished her position and just lived laid-back like a salted fish! But when she woke up from her sleep, she actually transmigrated into the book. True to her word, she stopped scheming. Overnight she packed her bags, sold her house, car, and bags, and looked for a job. - The entire Shen Family noticed the change in Wenyan, their adopted daughter. Not only had she moved out obediently, but she also never caused any trouble again. Even more bizarre was that they could now see her innermost thoughts! 【Dad, Mom, I never wanted to usurp your nest, but the DNA test results of the true daughter have issues. In fact, she's even more fake than I, the bogus heiress.】 Shen Family parents: ...... Then the long-lost 'daughter' who had been found was exposed as an impostor and taken away by the police for questioning. 【Big brother, that schoolmate of yours is no good, he's a corporate spy, the illegitimate child of the Shen Family's archenemies.】 Shen Family's eldest son: ...... Afterwards, the schoolmate got caught stealing confidential documents and was also taken away by the police for questioning. 【Second brother, you are such a pure and noble person, you mustn't be with the Qin Family's daughter, she's just using you, her heart is actually set on someone else.】 Shen Family's second son: ...... Thank you, I'll look into it. 【And third brother, fourth brother......】 In the end, nobody could have predicted that the Shen Family's most undistinguished adopted daughter would become the pampered daughter-in-law.

She saw a child full of bruises and facing the ground with lips and a complexion that had already darkened. "What just happened to this child?" Then she remembered Avicia and without hesitation, she came down on the chest of the lifeless child and spoke. ''Rivivere.'' The lady turned back into a white small ball of fire and slowly entered the child's chest. A few moments passed and the child who had been lifeless suddenly opened her eyes. Along with the heavy rain is its resurgence and butterflies of different colors fluttered behind the girl that made a huge garden filled with them. The girl with long ginger red curly hair was now firmly standing and under the rain, she was smiling creepily. ▪️▪️▪️ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. ▪️▪️▪️ REBORN AETHER by: HiraethCat All Rights Reserved copyright 2018