Slashed Thalia

Feng Zhaoyun—just as his name suggests, the only time he might’ve looked even remotely ugly was probably when he was still in his mother’s womb. The only misfortune in his life? Growing up without knowing who his parents were. But that didn’t matter, because luck had always been on his side. His life went so smoothly, so absurdly well, that he never once needed help from anyone. He once thought his life would continue like that—easy and boring—all the way to the end. Until one day, he saved a drowning child… and was dragged away by the river himself. When he opened his eyes again, he was in a completely different world, in a completely different body… Heavens! Was this the universe making up for his twenty years of monotony? Finally, a little chaos! He was moved to tears! “What?! I have to share a body with someone else?! Since when did transmigration systems become this stingy?! Crossing into another world and I don’t even get a body of my own?! Where are my human rights?!” Feng Zhaoyun roared in fury. The system coldly tossed a script at him: “Complete the mission faster, and you’ll get your body faster.” “Get out of my body!” A bone-chilling voice rang from the young man who now shared a body with him, hatred dripping from every syllable—he looked like he wanted to split Feng Zhaoyun’s soul in half with a single slash. Feng Zhaoyun just chuckled: “Hehe.” He happily embraced the chaos. Unfortunately… someone else clearly wasn’t enjoying it as much. Little did Zhaoyun know, this “twist” was only the beginning… . . . There are countless people who want to bring me down... But luck has always stood with me!

SLASH! (So this is death?!!) I, Elysia, found myself dead before even reaching the Demon King's lair, and our Hero Party was completely annihilated. And this was done by none other than a fellow human—my former classmate. He had been mostly invisible during our time at the academy, but then he started committing one crime after another until he became a lackey of the Demon King. Who would have thought that the strongest party of humanity would be wiped out by humanity’s traitors? (If I could go back to the past, I swear I will kill you!) Just when I thought I could finally pass on, I opened my eyes. Five years back, when I first enrolled at Arcadia Academy. And there he was, the traitorous bastard of humanity... **** “Huh? Where am I?” One day, I opened my eyes to find myself in an unfamiliar place and came to realize this was the world within the novel Savior's Dawn that I had read. Everything seemed to be proceeding the same as in the novel—except for one thing. The main heroine is glaring at me as though she wants to kill me. Could I survive with the main heroine after my life?

On a path that can not simply be defined by fate alone,Thalia is left to navigate what it means being a rejected Luna with something more ancient than just werewolves lurking in the shadows. But in a world ruled by blood and prophecy,what will determine everyone's future,love, or fate?

The power of absolute control... Time. After Rock died, he mysteriously reincarnated in Shun Long's almost dead body when a triangular-shaped rock merged with his soul, and a sudden influx of information flooded his head. He has now found himself in a mystical world filled with extraordinarily powerful cultivators who can destroy mountains with a single punch, and split seas in half with a single slash of a sword! This is Shun Long's journey in the majestic world of cultivation, as he fights geniuses and reaches the pinnacle of both alchemy and martial arts!

Eighty years ago, an alien war broke out in Earth’s orbit. A powerful fugitive known as Tree was pursued by an extraterrestrial force. In the battle’s aftermath, the fugitive’s heart merged with Earth’s core, giving rise to a massive tree—marking the dawn of superpowers. Awakening. A phenomenon where humans gained extraordinary abilities. Seventeen years later, nearly everyone had awakened… except a few. Those who failed were called Rejecters, the lowest in society. Zane Carter was born into infamy. The son of a fallen superhero-turned-supervillain, he faced discrimination from birth. He dreamed of being a hero, but his father’s sins made him an outcast. Even after rigorous training, his Awakening failed. Rejected by the Hero Academy, ridiculed, and cast aside—his fate seemed sealed. Until one day… [SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Welcome, User. You have been selected as the recipient of the Borderline Supervillain-Slash-Hero System. Generate your first skill? Y/N With his newfound system, Zane is given a choice: become the hero they never wanted him to be… or the villain they always feared. If the book is to your liking then please join me in the following: Discord Channel: https://discord.gg/hhNdsfGbMJ Discord Group name: Xiao Hao Hao's Novels

Being Psychic Should Make Life Easier… Right? Meet Julia Summers: socially invisible, chronically awkward, and surrounded by chaos thanks to three bratty siblings with mind-control powers and likewise psychic parents who think TikTok dances are a valid parenting strategy. Her life? A complete circus. She’s got exactly two friends, zero romantic prospects, and a huge (and very hopeless) crush on the ultra-perfect student council president. That is, until he walks in. Julian Reyes. Mysterious. Gorgeous. Possibly allergic to normal behavior. And definitely not human. When Julian transfers to her school, Julia’s world flips faster than her mom’s mood swings. Suddenly, she’s not just dodging her siblings’ psychic tantrums she’s tangled up in a hidden war between powerful psychics and the people trying to capture them. Oh, and did we mention the part where she might actually be one of the most powerful psychics alive? Now with her ride-or-die besties, her dysfunctional (but loveable-ish) family, and an infuriatingly charming new ally-slash-crush at her side, Julia’s diving headfirst into a whirlwind of secret missions, high school drama, psychic showdowns… and maybe even her first real kiss. Chaotic, hilarious, heartwarming and just a little bit dangerous follow Julia Summers in a supernatural romantic comedy where saving the world is hard… but falling in love is even harder.

Six years ago, Blake remembered it like it was yesterday. Watching my family being engulfed in flames, screams in the night akin to wailing banshees, and vampires attacked every member of his family with their sharp canines. My father, a strong warrior fighting against terrible evil, told me with hard eyes, “Run, my little brave one. Never look back.” His father pushed me against the forest, and my family died from the vampire attack. I’d been on the run for six years in the underground tunnel; darkness became my world until one day the underground tunnel was discovered by the vampires. They entered the tunnel like a deadly wave, capturing each individuals like me on the run, and I grabbed a sword, and I slashed the golden-masked man in the front. However, the mask didn't break, and the cold eyes stared at me like ice, and the man reached out to grab my thin neck, and he said in a low voice laced with menace, “Young one, you are the first one who dared to attack me openly.” His smile became sinister, and he threw me to the ground with a painful thud to my spine, and his words brought a chill to my heart, but it didn't erase the hate in me. Despite me trembling with fear, I did something bold and outrageous. I spat in his face. – Can Blake, who grew up in the underground tunnel, survive as a tyrant vampire prince’s slave? Come and find out! Read and find out what happens next.

"Speak, where did you learn this skill from." Mira got down straight to business, A'ting was lying there unable to move even a muscle. A'lo quickly destroyed a summoning bead and headed to help A'ting. Despite knowing, she was an opponent they won't be able to defeat. They wouldn't give up nor accept any humiliation inflicted upon them or that'll reflect too poorly to their master was their mindset. Kryll sensing that his disciples were in trouble he quickly rushed out of the inn. When he reached, the two of them were laid there beneath the foot of Mira. All the things he had once thought back in the inn felt like a lie. He was consumed by anger, his two disciples had been beaten to the point of being crippled. A'lo's foundation was destroyed while A'ting was still struggling to breathe. Without uttering a single sentence, Kryll went and attacked Mira unleashing his blade. Mira had already sensed the killing aura and when Kryll had attacked she quickly countered it. But the impact send her flying a few feet away. She was surprised someone younger than her had managed to push her back. While she was in thought, Kryll quickly stuffed in a pill in each of the two and started healing them. "You think I'll watch you heal members of the demon? Not a chance!" Mira snapped and slashed forward. Kryll expecting all of it took hold of the two and teleport away. No matter how angry he was, he won't risk the life of the two as long as they had hopes of surviving. A'ting recovered enough energy to sit up but A'lo had completely been crippled. At this moment, the stage was currently in shambles while soldiers crowded the area. "Search for the three! Kill those who shelter them!" Mira gave out her orders firmly to the surrounding guards which quickly dispersed. "A'ting, take care of your brother and don't worry, I've placed a formation here, so you won't be harmed as long as you're in this house." "Master, disciple will heed your words!" A'ting quickly knelt and watched his master leave the house. Kryll was determined this time, he would definitely teach that girl Mira to know how to appreciate life. He was afraid she might stoop down so low she would fall. He didn't understand why he was concerned for her. Furthermore, he was angered, yes, but he still can't bring himself to even think of killing her which disturbed him deeply. He approached Mira who was still inspecting the stage, she had no clue how he disappeared every time but she knew she had to get to the bottom of it, or she'll never be able to kill the demon. "Are you sure you want to expose your back to an enemy?" Kryll said still a trace of anger in the words he was emitting. Like he said, if he had just attacked as soon as he arrived. He had a high chance of inflicting fatal damage to her. Mira was surprised, she hadn't been paying attention and she also knew she had a chance of dying if he had attacked which made her more vigilant. "Speak, where did you learn this skill from." Mira got down straight to business, A'ting was lying there unable to move even a muscle. A'lo quickly destroyed a summoning bead and headed to help A'ting. Despite knowing, she was an opponent they won't be able to defeat. They wouldn't give up nor accept any humiliation inflicted upon them or that'll reflect too poorly to their master was their mindset. Kryll sensing that his disciples were in trouble he quickly rushed out of the inn. When he reached, the two of them were laid there beneath the foot of Mira. All the things he had once thought back in the inn felt like a lie. He was consumed by anger, his two disciples had been beaten to the point of being crippled. A'lo's foundation was destroyed while A'ting was still struggling to breathe. Without uttering a single sentence, Kryll went and attacked Mira unleashing his blade. Mira had already sensed the killing aura and when Kryll had attacked she quickly countered it. But the impact send

“Let go of me! Why now?” I snapped at them as they closed their distance on me while I moved backward towards the stairs. “What happened to all of you hating me?” I sneered, trying to hold back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. “I can't be a mate to monsters! You all despised me, made my life worthless the whole time, and you suddenly want me to accept being your mate?” I stared unbelievably at them as their eyes glinted with fury as they approached further. “Well, we still hate you but think of this as a favor,” Ryder taunted, his lips curling into a dirty smirk and I glared at him. “Favor?” I gaped at him, taking cautious steps backward. “At least, your wish has been answered,” Derek snorted, cocking his head while Sage stared coldly at me. “That's why we have decided on making you our mistress. Highly to think we would accept a murderer as our mate.” Mael added, his words sent shivers running down my spine. “You all are sick! Insane!!” I chuckled bitterly, to think they'd always put Lena first before me. They wanted me as their mistress. “Thalia! Be care—” before I could process what Sage was about to say as he reached out to me. I lost my balance and tripped. *** Eleven years ago, I was framed for killing my precious younger sister whom everyone loved, and they thought I should have been the one to die instead of her. Being the daughter of the Beta, I was stripped of my title and demoted to an omega and became a servant in the pack's house. I was despised by everyone, especially the quadruplets, the Alpha's sons. Alpha Sage, Alpha Ryder, Alpha Mael, and Alpha Derek— the ruthless and most feared, respectable Alphas who never took a break from tormenting me and making my life worthless. Ten years later, my younger sister who was thought to be dead, reappeared at the pack's doorstep, looking alive and well, and even more beautiful and elegant. She was welcomed happily by all the pack members and was desired by the quadruplet. I thought everything would go back to how it was but I was neglected and remained the omega no one wanted until my life took a shocking turn when I clocked eighteen. Fate had me mated to the Alpha's sons, not just one but all four of them but what's even more shocking was when they agreed to make me their mistress. I'd rather eat dirt! Cause, I won't be bending so easily.

Lin Mo traveled through time. But the fantasy land of swords and magic in front of him was far from as beautiful as described in the story. There were no magnificent heroic epics, nor were there charming foreign beauties throwing themselves at him. Everything had to start from the edge of food and clothing. "The so-called adventurer lives by adventure, dies by adventure, and writes his own insignificant little chapter in the baptism of blood and fire." ... "I understand what you said, so what about the next commission? Tell me where the remaining monsters are hiding. Without monsters, how can I brush my proficiency?" From [Slacking] to [Escape], from [Slash] to [Unparalleled Sword Dance], from [Fireball] to [Scorching Meteor] As long as you keep grinding your proficiency, your skills will continue to evolve and gain points at the same time. Lin Mo said that one day, he will grind through the entire continent and become a god!

Once every 10,000 years, the heavens open, and the Mortal Realm is cast into turmoil. The Great Reset begins—a cosmic reckoning where empires fall, beasts awaken, and only the strongest carve their names into eternity. For those who survive, the path to the Astral Realm and the right to claim divinity awaits. Raikai, a warrior forged in storms, wields the power of the Celestial Iron Body Cultivation, his flesh tempered into living steel. His Death Arms—twin scythes bound by chains—dance like a mythological dragon, crackling with lightning, capturing and tearing apart those who stand in his way. Beside him stands Shinryu, swift and precise, blessed by the Celestial Tiger. His Death Arms, a pair of white leather gloves with retractable claws, strike with divine speed—every slash a whisper of the heavens’ fury. Together, they ascend the path of blood and power, bound by brotherhood yet tested by fate. Their bond is their greatest strength, but in a world where the Death Arms grow with their wielders—feeding on their victories and failures—power often demands a terrible price. As the 10,000-year Reset begins, ancient titans stir, forgotten sects rise from the shadows, and primordial beasts long thought extinct awaken. The heavens will bear witness as Raikai and Shinryu defy the gods—or die trying. In an age where flesh is reforged into iron and weapons evolve alongside the soul—two brothers will challenge destiny itself!

One day, while on her way to school, Isa gets into a horrible accident. What should've been a miracle of a recovery, ends up being the beginning of a series of unfortunate events in Isa's life. She should've been showered with love, with everyone holding her tight, so why does she feel the least loved she's ever felt in her entire life? [Warning: This short story contains content that may be emotionally triggering and exhausting for readers.]

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.

Centuries ago, the Elyari Empire collapsed in a cataclysm of magic, leaving behind cursed soil, shattered thrones, and the "Fast Lives" — a cruel spell that dooms peasants to live full lives in only a decade. Now, fifty young sovereigns — scions of ancient houses — each rule their fragments of a broken realm, spread across wild biomes from icy mountains to scorched deserts, tangled forests to fertile plains. Among them is Alexios of House Helion, called Caesar, a charismatic leader in the plains, who dreams of unity. With his sister Niharika, a healer, and a circle of builders, warriors, and diplomats, he dares to imagine an island healed. He is joined — and opposed — by a web of rulers: Amir, a desert tactician; Thalia, a cultured visionary; Takahashi, the isolationist shogun of the forests; Julia, the cunning queen of Duskreach; Lyra, the stoic queen of ice; Astrid, a war-hardened tactician; and many others. As alliances rise and collapse, ancient tombs whisper secrets of the past. A prophecy emerges — a second calamity is near. When Alexios and Amir uncover lost Elyari texts in a volcano’s heart, they vow to stop history from repeating. But prophecy is not easily bent. Ramses and Adonis revolutionize village-building, ushering a new age of infrastructure and cooperation. Weddings are held, flags are raised, and pacts are signed. But underneath the progress, betrayals fester. Julia builds a web of spies. Orlan rises from exile. Takahashi's code clashes with diplomacy. Amir is poisoned. Friendships unravel. Whispers of an undead army echo from ancient tombs. The cursed minerals of vaelstone — coveted, dangerous, powerful — begin to reawaken forces best left buried. When Julia misreads the prophecy and activates a forgotten army, the dead rise again — and this time, they do not recognize kings from peasants. As kingdoms fall and cities burn, a final alliance of survivors unites: not for power, but survival. The past has awakened, and it remembers everyone. To save the island, the inheritors of Elarion must decide: Will they repeat the sins of their ancestors… or rise above them?

In a world where ancient cultivation arts are fading into legend, a quiet teenage boy named Kael lives in the forgotten village of Ashborne—once a sanctuary of peace, now reduced to smoke and silence. When disaster strikes and shadows descend upon his home, Kael is forced to awaken a strength buried deep within him. Armed with only a chipped training blade and a resolve forged in loss, he steps into a path meant for warriors far older than he. As flames consume the past and whispers of power stir in the air, Kael unleashes his first true slash—not in anger, but in unshakable purpose. What begins as survival becomes a journey of transformation. Haunted by echoes of an ancient legacy and pursued by forces who fear what he might become, Kael must rise—one battle, one breath, one step at a time. He doesn’t seek revenge. He seeks to protect. And in doing so, he may become the storm that reshapes the world.

Kui lang's fingertip gently grazed his painting. Beautiful pair of blue gem like eyes seemed so lifelike. The glistening green tail shone brightly in the sunlight. "Beautiful...." Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed his fingertips. The lifelike tail swisher around slashing mist on his face, and the merman's blue eyes blinked down at him. Kui fell down from shock. "W-What.. what is this..." The merman tugged at his hand, and the next second, he was in a different world. The world he had drawn with his own hand.

Swords slashing through skin, battle cries filled the air as the two armies waged war against themselves,the earth soaking in their blood. A woman cried out,"Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt my-". But before she could finish, her head was brutally severed off. The soldiers surged into the homes of the commoners, dragging each and every one of them to their own deaths. Innocent Citizens Admist the chaos, a woman held a poor and dirty looking five-year-old child dearly in her arms as she fled for dear life. She patted her head gently with a whisper,"Don't worry, my child. We'll be safe". The little girl in her arms watched as her entire town was being destroyed in the bloody massacre. Livestock escaping for shelter, the tables at the market were overthrown and the town square was thrown in great pandemonium. The emperor,who had led the war sat proudly and triumphantly on his horse, smiling wickedly at the Duke's head which was hung high on the wall. He shouted,"Raze down the entire city of the rebels. Nothing with breath should be left alive". Swords clashing, clubs clanging and agonizing cries were heard. A soldier gazed at the fleeing woman and thundered,"Don't let her escape ". Hearing this, the woman ran even faster. "They're coming for us. They're coming for us ". She dropped the child in the nearby bush and said,"Stay quiet and live on. You must not die. Promise me that". The little girl nodded with her big eyes and remained quiet. Soon eno,the soldiers caught up with the woman and without wasting time, an arrow was pierced into her heart. The child watched with stinging tears as her mother fell lifelessly to the ground. Another soldier pointed out,"She was holding a child. Find the child and kill". The little girl held her breath and closed her eyes but she was never found. After a while, a bomb set off and althe entire city was caught in flames. The child fell to the ground due to the impact and lost consciousness, with little flames by her side. After the fire had died down and the troop had retreated, a man with well-hidden face walked stealthily in the town, searching for war survivors. He stumbled across the little frame and gently placed his fingers around her neck, checking for pulse. He breathed out in relief,"Atleast a survivor". The child opened her eyes slowly to look at the man whose face was hidden except his eyes. He patted her head as he squat beside her,"Do you have a name?" "Zhang Li" came the weak reply. "Well, Zhang Li, from today, you'll live with me". The man said and with that, he carried her onto his back and out of the ruins left of the city. As Zhang Li gazed at the land and the scattered bodies with her tear-striken face, she made her first unconsciously into a ball. She asked inwardly,"Why?Everyone's dead". As young as she was, she mentally swore revenge on those responsible for the slaughter. But will she be able to carry out that revenge when she finds herself inlove with the crown prince? Will she set her feelings aside or will she be blinded by love and settle for peace instead?

He died with a sword in his back—and vengeance in his heart. Now, he’s been reborn with both. Once a fallen prince of a crumbling empire, Kael awakens in his younger self, haunted by memories of betrayal, war, and fire. The ones he trusted tore everything away… including the woman he once loved — Lysira, daughter of the general who led the rebellion. But fate is not without its cruel games. As Kael trains in the shadows to reclaim his destiny, Lysira reappears — cold, distant… but with flickers of emotion she shouldn't remember. And then there’s Thalia — the fiery forest rebel from the enemy’s side who stirs something new in his broken heart. In a world of myth, magic, and kingdoms at war, Kael must decide: Will he rewrite fate? Or repeat it? A story of vengeance, love, betrayal, and power, where even time bows to the will of a burning crown.

The world is changing, shaped by the collapse of nature and the rise of hidden forces. In the shadows of ancient temples and forgotten labs, a new kind of human is awakening. These individuals are not born by chance but shaped by deep cultural roots, advanced genetics, and a mystery that stretches beyond borders. Sebastian is one of the few who can sense this shift. After surviving a great loss, he is chosen by Professor Rhinno to take on a mission no one else can. He must find four former allies who once protected the balance between power and purpose. They are Pandu, the sharp-eyed sniper; Rangga, the fierce lion-hearted fighter; Thalia, the mystic tied to ancient vision, and David, the guardian whose blood connects him to the dragons of old. Together, they were once united. But something broke them apart. That something is now known only as Shadow, a mysterious figure who controls the international crime group known as Black Urban. Using knowledge of human evolution and ancient technologies, Bintang unleashes chaos through the bodies of the gifted. As Sebastian sets out on his journey, he begins to see what lies beneath the surface of others. His gift is rare, allowing him to read emotion, memory, and energy like light in the air. It is both a strength and a burden. Through stormy cities, glowing temples, and digital ruins, he seeks not only the lost warriors but also the truth about his origin. This is a story of evolution, not just of the body but of spirit and culture. It explores what happens when people become more than human and whether they can remain human at all. The future may belong to the evolved, but only if they can decide what kind of world they wish to create.

A slightly twisted boy, who led a slightly twisted childhood, had enrolled to a slightly not so normal school. Isolated from the general public, Toyoashihara Academy was a school that deviated from common sense as it was in possession of a dungeon underneath. The strong were favored and the weak had their dignity trampled. The dungeon, governed by game-like laws, was also affecting the real world….

This is a Classic Love story, cute and sweet like an overripe apple with a little bit of sour ^^ This is the Male's lead! its DanMei or BoysLove or BL. A cute love story between a Powerful, Fierce, Magnificent Crown Prince to a very weak Hua Bai Ying, a young, sweet, sixteen Hua BaiYing, a young man who almost can't do anything, even always gets in trouble and hurts himself, While the Crown Prince is known to be so powerful, strongest more than the force of the River, the mountain, or even the sky, his hobby is cutting enemy's heads and slashing and killing without mercy, but his life turned to soft and has to surrender to beautiful, gentle, delicate, HuaBaiYing, he's a big pervert, who likes to touch BaiYing here and there as he only belongs to him, only his! Who dares to touch him, you want to die?! Vol 1: is more about HuaBaiYing and his daily life at the Palace under his sister's name. It's full of sweetness, internal conflicts, tricks, unexpected truth, and identity issues. It's cute and funny, with some tension and betrayal among the other concubines. ......... I think this is a Romance cute-comedy but full of surprises, just check it out!^^ I'm sorry I might have some typos or miss translating, please give me some time to recheck it. ************************** Please help review it if you read it, it helps the Author to do much better, thanks ^^ please have good comments to support each other, really appreciate and God bless you ^^

In a world where power defines worth and survival is a privilege earned through strength, Ronan was just another broken soul—bullied, beaten, and forgotten. Until he snapped. [System Activated] [You have acquired an S-Class Ability: Starflame] [Extreme rage and deep-seated hatred detected] [You have obtained the unique skill: Devil’s Covenant] Once a victim, Ronan begins to rise—with a system by his side that grants him power through every action. When he cooks: [Skill Acquired: Home Cook] When he reads: [Skill Acquired: Speed Reading] When he fights: [Skill Acquired: Vital Strike] And these skills? They evolve. [Skill Devil's Covenant has upgraded into Devil's Divine Judgement] [Skill Speed Reading has upgraded into Hyper Comprehension] [Skill Energy Slash has upgraded into Demonic Slash] Every moment, every breath, every choice brings him closer to power. A hero, or a villain? He stands among them.

DARK PSYCHOLOGICAL ROMANTIC THRILLER  ......... The feeling of being trapped in closed space is terrifying however to be trapped in one's own body is a nightmare. Their consciences are both filled with remorse and shame, drowning them in misery. When an ex soldier with dark history gets accosted by the Predator in Paradise, she suppresses her weaknesses to be a survivor. Humanity Fear Remorse Principles He was a victim, escalating into an unstable parasite with an unsatiated craving for blood and pain. ~An evil is not born ~Agony molds you ~Numbs your feelings A hardcore evil is born as one suffers where redemption and retribution is all that he can desire... Some sins can be irreversible Will he lose his chance to atone for his crimes and quench his dolour? She is cynical and despises having episodes of emotional meltdown. She became familiar with the slow and overwhelming pain when there is no closure. She is his perfect match. She drives him toward insanity. Beautifully broken, both having scars staining the soul.  Pain soothes agony. ......... His pov I believe my heart has been devoid of love and affection since then. Not a single soul knew about my miserable life, the pathetic life of this lone wolf, the Ive Michaelson who brags around with his immense power and inhumane heart. The aftermath of that horrible incident was me lying on that cold floor. I dragged my butterfly knife to my wrist. I carved vertical lines which meant I'd bled faster and die faster. People who cut horizontally across the wrists in light lines never really wanted to die subconsciously. They fear death. But I knew better. I meant business. I had cut a deeper slash than last time. But I can't die yet. I grabbed my arms attempting to stop the flow. I wrapped my handkerchief around it. But it won't hurt me to try. Maybe I'll succeed if it's my lucky day. ......... Her pov No human is deemed worthy for life in his eyes. He wet his lips and tilted his head to the side like a complete psychopath, lowering his head a bit. He was gawking at me with those amber eyes turned slightly red. He smiled. Inhumane. I felt fear. Cold fear. The same nauseated feeling came back as he kept that smile while the second tear left his eye. Pain and only pain was visible in them. "That's why you are special. Now I must return this favour askim" he whispered. That craziness surfacing little by little in his smile made it hard for me to breathe. He was sick. ......... I believe in liberal and non sexist views which are portrayed in this book. The male leads can be really fucked up & intrigue characters. The female leads are equally strong and evil. Each character has his own perspective & emotional experiences which mould him into the kind of individual he is & explain the reasons for his particular behaviors. CONTENT AND/OR TRIGGER WARNING: Scenes of drug use, sexual abuse, harassment, self harm, violence & mature language which may be triggering for some readers. I don't plagiarize others otherwise it's purely coincidental.

COME OUT ON TOP, OR SINK TO THE BOTTOM Winter vacation is over, and there’s no time to lose. The third semester kicks off with the announcement of the “Survival Elimination Special Exam,” a battle between the four classes! They will face off against each other in various subjects to see who reigns supreme. But this isn’t any ordinary exam: fail to snatch first place, and your class’s points will be slashed! With the stakes this high, nobody can afford to hold back! Series Overview: As Ayanokouji and his classmates begin their second year at the Advanced Nurturing High School, they’re greeted by a fresh gauntlet of exams and a fresh batch of rather unique first-year students. They’ll have to get to know each other quickly, because the first special exam pairs the first-years with the second-years on a written test, with only the second-years facing expulsion if their team performs poorly! Worse yet? It seems one of the new first-years is also from the White Room. Can Ayanokouji avoid expulsion while sussing out the identity of this hidden foe?

' It is said that, beyond our sky, there are countless of stars, and each star holds a world of it's own, with powerful abilities beyond one's imagination. And that as long as you reach your hand upward with determination, a celestial body might heed your call and come towards you.. ' ' What if you received memories of the future you? What would you do? Would you believe in them and try changing your life? Would you just think of them as a passing dream ?...' Somewhere in the void... A tall and muscular man with long platinum blond hair in a black robe stood in the void of space. He was looking before him, where a grand scene was taking place. Countless galaxies and nebulas were moving in specific trajectories as if they were following an order. " I did what I thought was right to do. I do not lament nor do I regret, for it is an emotion of the weak. If I had to choose again, I'd still do the same, that is my conviction. That's what makes #### who he is now. " He turned his head towards another figure that was standing not too far behind him and asked with an deadpan face. " What about you? ####, What would you have done if you received what I've received, would you have the courage and firmness to accept this gift ? " But he didn't let the questioned respond as he smiled and lifted his left hand, holding a golden longsword that was slightly vibrating and pointed it towards the questioned one before finally ending the conversation. " The weak will always be weak as long as they don't have the will and courage to challenge those who are stronger than them." After gently saying those words, the man slashed horizontally with his golden sword, * SHWINGGG!!!!* unleashing a bright golden light that went straight to his opponent at an amazing speed and at the same time- *Shuuu!!* His figure flickered forward, following closely behind his attack... In the vast void of space, Two figures could be seen moving closely together then separating from time to time. ---------------------------------------------- Hello! Author here! just to say that the book is still in development, or to say uhmm everything is still in development, please do bear patience with this author! I just posted the uploaded the cover and the synopsis because of my own impatience sigh... the cover doesn't belong to me, just found it in Pinterest. that's all for now!

I died a virgin. I lied about having a girlfriend named Anastasia (definitely not AI). Then a truck hit me hard. Next thing I know, some hot goddess with a clipboard throws a “You’re emotionally bankrupt, but we’re giving you a second chance” system in my face and shoves me into MILFHEIM: a dungeon where lonely, stressed-out MILFs with emotional baggage need a handyman-slash-heartthrob. My quests? Fix plumbing, soothe crying toddlers, and maybe fight off the wine-swigging werewolf-aunt who’s mad at her ex. Level up my charm, unlock bizarre passive skills like “Backrub Proficiency” and “Scent of a Reliable Man,” and try not to embarrass myself while romancing these battle-hardened, busy moms. Who knew surviving midlife crises and managing tantrums was the ultimate endgame? Welcome to MILF Conquest Online. Your divine system rewards all your terrible life choices.

Princess Thalia, a knight in training, embarks on a journey into the cursed land of the Welch, where vampires and magical creatures roam. There, she meets Kaelen, the son of the first vampire, and the two are bound by an undeniable love. When Kaelen turns Thalia into a vampire to be with her forever, their union sets off a chain of events that threatens to shatter both worlds. As darkness rises, Thalia must choose where her loyalties lie and how far she’s willing to go to protect those she loves. "Also published on Royal Road profile link (https://www.royalroad.com/profile/708388)

Lucas Smith beat the hardest game he ever played: "War on Zelks." Then he woke up as one of its mid-level bosses Amit Neant the lazy noble heir, future psycho, and destined corpse. Amit was supposed to go insane, die pathetically, and be a footnote in the hero’s story. Instead, he cries about missing his phone, fires his entire staff, and starts casting Fireball at a dummy because it looked at him wrong. Armed with explosive spells, terrible decision-making skills, and an innate talent for pissing off powerful people, Amit is determined to change his fate. And if that involves turning the academy into his personal training ground-slash-therapist's office? So be it. But the world is teetering. Zelk angels are invading from the moon, monsters are unionizing, and gods are running scam religions. All while Amit’s crown whispers increasingly violent suggestions in his ear. He's not a hero. He’s not a villain. He's an unmedicated boss fight that's going to clear the game again What to expect: -Weak to Strong -Villain MC -No Harem -Mental Stability -Pride is life! Note: mc is not fully mentally sound and will act as if the world is completely fake to cope with the truth this will lead to borderline evil behavior patreon.com/insanecain

[Synopsis] In a dark, underground basement, a spooky old man's voice sent shivers down my spine. "You're gonna meet your end, hahaha," he taunted, before lunging at me with a sword, slashing the air, and spattering my throat with red drops. "We'll see," I defiantly whispered, my last words fading as I drifted into darkness. Suddenly, I woke up in a bustling tavern filled with laughter and clinking glasses. A captivating lady stood before me, her beauty clashing with her angry expression, ready to disrupt the cheerful mood. "Don't stalk me," she snapped, giving me a harsh look before storming out of the tavern. Am I stuck in some kind of game? My common sense shattered, leaving me questioning my reality. ------------------------------------------- [A/N: Give it a read, buddy; you won't regret it.] [Discord Server Link: https://discord.com/invite/4gVfcaePJS]

John is a struggling writer whose every late-night keystroke brings him closer to realizing his long-simmering fantasy. Amid the pressure of looming rejection and whispered doubts from those around him, he crafts the poignant tale of Elio—a heroic, magic-wielding boy burdened with a tragic destiny. One fateful night, after weary hours spent fueling his ambition with endless coffee and frustration, John nods off in front of his screen. When he awakens, searing pain and shattered memories reveal a horrifying truth: his body is no longer his own. Now trapped in the fragile, wounded shell of Elio—a child’s body scarred by battle and burdened with ancient, haunting memories—John finds himself thrust into the very world he created. The lines between writer and character blur as he confronts flashes of a past he never lived: a village engulfed in flames, accusations that sting like slashed armor, and the inexorable pull of a destiny that binds him to magic and myth. As an elderly woman with mysterious healing powers tends to him, John—or rather, Elio—realizes that he must navigate this perilous realm where every sensation is more vivid, every emotion more raw than he ever imagined. With the weight of forgotten prophecies and imminent danger pressing upon him, he is forced to face the ultimate question: can he rewrite the narrative of a life that was never meant to be his, and in doing so, save not only the child hero he has become but also the part of himself he left behind in the waking world?