Darling In The Franxx Author

Have you ever thought of characters with good endings and happy life , that those could be a result of being the author's favourite and also vice versa. Nora had this novel that gave her nothing but anger when she read it, with the main character fate miserably set within. Suffering unjust fate despite her virtues and loosing all she had to her stepsister. Nora was furious to see such an ending. Damn being the author's favourite!. Damn fate!. Then she thought, if only she were the Peizhi in the book, she would definitely rebel and seek control over her fate. But when she woke up from her sleep, she had actually transmigrated into the book. Now being in Peizhi shoes, would she be able to rebel, defy fate, seek herself, find true love and also become the author's favourite as she'd proclaimed earlier or will she be forced to bow to the harsh reality of fate.

[Congratulations. You have read 10,000 webnovels. You have unlocked the X-Level Skill: Author of Worlds.] Matthew was dying. Diagnosed with terminal cancer and abandoned by those he once called friends, all he had left were the stories he escaped into. When he finally finished reading a masterpiece by the infamous Carefree Dreamer, a strange notification appeared before his eyes. [Congratulations. You’ve unlocked the X-Level Skill: Author of Worlds.] [With this skill, you may transmigrate into a novel of your creation… as a random character.] [Warning: This skill violates the Eternal Dao. Unpredictable plot deviations and chaos may occur.] Matthew scoffed at first… He was going to die anyway. Until he saw one final line: [Note: Certain items from your novel can be brought back to the real world.] A second chance at life… Albeit a sliver of hope. He decided to write a novel that could help him get a cure for his sickness, but fate had other plans. [Oh? It seems you have a completed novel. Initiating transmigration process...] Thrown into his own nightmare, Matthew awakens in the very world he created… but not as a hero, villain, or sage. No. He’s stuck in the body of a random character he didn't create… and with a trash ability he didn't create as well With death closing in and chaos warping his carefully written plotlines, Matthew must outwit his own creation, survive the five Origin Paths, and rewrite his fate. After all, who knows a story better than its author? Right?

You can have a chat with me on discord. https://discord.gg/fTZRHuY4mX Mark Eisner is the greatest example of a failure. Unable to get his dream job, he resorts to writing a story, a story close to his heart, a story in which he expressed himself to the fullest. It was the delusional universe he created for himself. Unable to grasp the attention of readers, his book was deemed a failure as well. Heartbroken after suffering his crushing fate, Mark commits suicide, uttering his last words; proclaiming the end of his story. But was this the end of his story? Hell Nah! He is far from being dead. He finds himself, astonishingly, still possessing his consciousness, even though his existence is formless. What he then sees is unbelievable. The hero he created, the hero "he only" loved, the hero that reflected himself... His own protagonist. Reincarnated as the system of the hero of his own novel, Mark undergoes an epic journey with his unanticipated creation, helping him throughout, knowing all about his predicaments. There are a few rules to him - 1. RELAY ONLY REQUIRED MESSAGE TO THE PLAYER 2. DROP DESIGNATED REWARDS 3. EXPEL THE PLAYER IF PLAUSIBILITY REACHES LIMITS But.... Is that all? Does he really thinks events will take place just as he layed them? . . . Is he really that Omniscient ? Is he the only one.... . . .

The story is about an author named Van, who is famous for his amazing works. Unfortunately, he dies without reason before he could finish the ending of a novel he was working on. When he opens his eyes, Van meets a [God] who reincarnates him into his unfinished novel and asks him to create the ending of the story through his own hard work. Van realizes how unlucky he is, as he has been reborn as the main villain of the novel. Aware of his dangerous fate, Van works hard to become stronger, using his knowledge as the author of the novel to create his own ending on a path full of obstacles, danger, threats, and death.

“You know, I’ve met death. Rather polite, actually. But it doesn’t knock, just lets himself in.” Life. That fleeting flicker between two eternities of silence. People spend it chasing things—money, love, validation, a good seat on the train. They build empires of paper, relationships of glass, and sleep each night under the illusion that tomorrow has been promised. But it hasn’t. It never was. Death doesn’t discriminate. It doesn’t care if you’re a king or a child. It arrives like an old friend, or a thief, or worse—like something you invited in. And yet… every now and then, the universe hiccups. A soul slips through. A crack opens. A second life is born—not as a reward, no, but as a test. Because what could be more dangerous than a man who's seen how the story ends—and comes back knowing exactly what not to do? But here’s the rub: a second chance is not a reset. It’s a curse with velvet gloves. You remember the pain, the loss, the betrayal—and worst of all, the choices you didn’t make. So when someone tells you this is just a story about life and death, smile politely. In many cases—in most cases—you’ll hear stories of heroes rising from the ashes, grateful for their second breath. However… in my case? I wanted to be the villain. To see a different end to this story. People say a person’s nature is hard to change. That deep down, we are who we are. But I changed... simply because I was curious. --------------- Join the discord server. https://discord.gg/BaP4c8b8Vq

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?

What does it feel like to find yourself inside the novel of an author you hated? How will you survive in a world that's filled with cliché? Well, something similar happened here. Once there was an unpopular fantasy novel author. However, for certain reasons, he died a pathetic death. Later he found out that the world he reincarnated in was the same as the novel of an author he hated the most. The only person he never wanted to talk to again…he was reincarnated inside that very person’s novel. This is his story! The story of the man who was known by the name “Zero” in his second life. The story of how he survived without plot armor in a world filled with cliché situations, only in the favor of the MC of that novel. This is, the Author’s Reincarnation in a Fantasy Setting!! ---------------------------- The cover image is not mine and I can remove it if the original owner wants. A/N - The mc is the anti-hero type and the reasons for why he is like that and what happened in his past will be revealed as you move forward in the story. UPDATE SCHEDULE - 2 CHAPTER/DAY Join the discord server - https://discord.gg/ssWjUZ4dND

Tavian thought writing a fantasy bestseller was tough, until he woke up inside it. Worse, the overpowered protagonist he created? He’s real. And he’s on the hunt. Now Tavian has one shot. Exploit the system, power-level fast, and stay alive long enough to change the ending. Because this time, the author is the one playing to win!

A writer Trying to save Those who he loves from his own Novel and the chaos that came after i will be publishing this novel on royal road as well

My lips were tightly shut. My expression—blank. As if I didn’t understand the meaning behind his gaze, now sharper than ever. His fingers traced slowly along my jawline. The motion was calm. Measured. Too careful to be called affectionate. “So naive,” he whispered, barely audible. “Your breath... unchanged. Even your heartbeat is steady.” He leaned in. His lips brushed the skin beneath my ear—warm, but not seductive. A mere distraction. “These eyes... don’t lie. But they’re not completely honest either, are they?” His left hand slid to my back, tracing down my shoulder blades, then lower—to my waist. And stopped. Still. As if checking something. “Do you realize...” he continued, his voice soft yet piercing, “...of all the people who’ve seen my darkest side... you’re the only one who didn’t run.” I stayed silent. Just blinked once more, then gave a faint smile. “And why would I run?” My voice was light. Playful. I even let out a small laugh, more like a sigh. He didn’t laugh back. His gaze remained deep. His hand still touched my cheek—cold, scented with metal and leather. And then I... ...smiled. Genuinely. I leaned up slightly, raised his face gently with both hands, and kissed his cheek. The kiss left no mark, just a soft sound: chu — sweet, innocent. Almost like a child trying to show love. “Oh! You must be tired,” I said lightly. “I only made fish soup tonight, but the cuts are... kind of a mess.” I tugged gently at the hem of his shirt—playful, affectionate. Pulling him to hover directly over me. I slowly lay back on the bed, though my feet still touched the floor. My gaze never left him—looking up from the most vulnerable position. “But don’t ask why the cuts turned out so ugly,” I added with a small giggle. “Because earlier, the knife—” “The knife?” He interrupted. Flat voice. I nodded slowly, my eyes still bright. “Yeah, it’s so heavy! Where did you even buy it? Sharp, scary... but cool. Like... the kind used by a serial killer! Hehe~” For a few seconds, his expression shifted. Not angry. Not bothered. But... something changed. As if his mind had just collided with a memory that should’ve stayed locked away. Then, still calm, he said: “Don’t use that knife again. You could get hurt.” His fingers slipped into my hair—gentle, yet cold. “Tomorrow, I’ll give you a new one. Something that suits your hands better.” Then his lips lowered again. To my neck. At first, it tickled. But it quickly turned into something deeper than clumsy affection. Our breathing grew uneven. His body pressed heavily over mine, making the bed creak with every move.

Seo Joon along with everyone else aged 15-30 are being forced to fight in monthly death games. As the population dwindles each "player" continues to grow in strength. Seo Joon, having a seemingly useless skill begins to feel hopeless in his survival until...

Meredith, or Edith for short, woke up in chains, a slave to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. But things took a turn, and she managed to escape that burning fate. But little did she know that fate had other plans for her. Although she escaped the burning auction house, she was saved by the most unlikely person. One whom she had been warned from childhood to avoid, and if any by chance she ever crosses paths with, she should flee. King Davion Ashbourne. No one knew for certain what he was, but they all feared him. He was a man of many mysteries, and his reputation preceded him. Even other kings and creatures feared him. But Edith found herself drawn to him. Drawn to his darkness. In him, she found a home away from home. In him, she found a soul lonely and in need of saving. …… Excerpt “How about a little game?” He said, his gaze still steady on Edith. Edith ached a brow, finding his suggestion rather amusing. But that changed when he opened his mouth and uttered the following words, “If you win, you may go. But if you lose, I keep you. But no longer as a servant who gets her wages but as a pet of mine.” “May I ask what game?” Edith asked with furrowed brows. She had no I tensions of participating in his games, but she was curious to know what type of game Davion would play. His lips curled beautifully and slowly as he leaned forward, with a finger under her chin, he whispered, “Hide and Seek,” he straightened his posture and continued, “Or as I prefer to call it, The Hnter and the Prey.”

"Pernahkah terbesit dalam benakmu, apa yang sesungguhnya terjadi pasca-kematian? Menurut ajaran agama, jiwa manusia akan dikirim menuju alam akhirat—sebuah alam ruhani atau alam jiwa. Di sana, jiwa akan diadili berdasarkan setiap perbuatan semasa hidupnya; jiwa yang dipenuhi kebaikan akan membuahkan surga, tempat di mana keindahan, kedamaian, dan kenikmatan tak terbayangkan menanti. Sementara jiwa yang berlumur kejahatan akan disiksa di neraka, suatu tempat dengan api menyala dan panas membara yang akan menghukum pendosa dengan siksaan yang amat pedih. Itulah keyakinan yang mengakar, sebuah siklus takdir yang konon tak terelakkan. Namun, bagi Kylie Minogue, seorang penulis ternama yang karya-karyanya mengukir namanya di puncak popularitas, garis takdir itu justru terhapus. Saat ajal menjemput, jiwanya, entah mengapa, dirinya tidak diadili di dunia akhirat untuk mengukur amal baik atau buruknya. Sebaliknya, jiwa penulis itu terlepas, melayang bebas menembus batas-batas sistem tata surya, menuju kehampaan kosmik yang tak terjamah. Namun Kini, setelah jiwanya terlepas dari segala hukum fisika dan metafisika, apa yang menanti jiwa seorang author di hamparan kehampaan itu? Petualangan kosmik macam apa yang akan membentang di hadapannya? Dan, akankah ia menemukan tujuan baru dalam eksistensinya yang melampaui kematian, atau justru tersesat abadi dalam narasi tak terbatas semesta?" ikuti kisahnya hanya di novel ini!!!

Beneath the Empire’s glittering grandeur lies a silent, ancient house a place where the legacy of the past is carefully preserved. There, Soren Voltaire Duval was raised, not as an ordinary heir, but as the chosen of the last fallen rulers.

Iris Wren has spent years holding the pieces together—after losing her family, after watching her brother die, after becoming the adult in a home with a guardian too shattered to speak most days. The world thinks she’s doing fine. They don’t know she works three jobs, can’t sleep without the closet light on, and draws the same pair of brown eyes in every sketch. Lucian is the only thing that makes sense. He understands her silence. Knows how to find her when she hides. Says the things no one else does. They meet at the edge of her breaking point, when she's numb and just starting a new school. No one questions him. Not her teachers, not the barista who takes both their orders, not even her. But as the year unfolds, as she begins to connect with a classmate who refuses to let her vanish, and as Lucian begins glitching in ways that feel off, Iris starts to question what’s real. The truth is simple, devastating, and silent. Lucian never existed. But the pain he helped her survive? That was always real.

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.

He has walked through countless worlds—realms of swords and shadows, of gods and monsters. In each life, he bore a new name, rewrote destinies, and defied endings. But now, in the war-torn world of Remnant, he awakens once more—memories fractured, power dormant, yet instinct screaming: something is deeply wrong. Reincarnated into RWBY, a world on the brink of chaos, he knows this isn't just another cycle. The patterns of fate are tangled—Team RWBY’s future is shifting, Ozpin’s secrets run deeper, and Salem’s darkness stretches further than recorded history. With knowledge from lifetimes past and skills forged in countless battles, he must navigate familiar events twisted by unseen forces. This time, he's not just changing fate—he's chasing the truth behind it

She died once- betrayed,beaten,and left to burn by the two people she trusted the most.Now she's back, and this time,she's not playing nice. As she dismantles her enemies' plans from the inside,she crosses path with a man she barely noticed in her past life- a ruthless CEO with secrets of his own. Cold, brilliant, powerful, handsome and he offers her something more dangerous than love- an alliance. But revenge comes at a cost.Isabelle must decide- will she bury the past with fire,or let herself burn again for a love she never expected?

Eric Crown rushed into the hospital, carrying the injured woman mindful of the fact that she is heavily pregnant. He left his assistant Andrew behind, who was trying to catch up with him. Andrew had tried to carry the woman from Eric but he refused to allow him or even allowed his driver touch her. ""Somebody help me" Eric immediately alarmed the hospital nurse at the reception immediately he entered with the injured woman. The emergency staff and nurses ran to him immediately seeing the injured woman in Eric's arms. Doctor what can be done for her Eric asked she is so seriously injured. We have to get the baby out of her first, the doctor replied assessing her injuries. We will try to save her life, I hope the baby is still alive the doctor added. What! Eric exclaimed shock. Take her to the operating theatre the doctor instructedthe emergency personnel there. The nurses and emergency staff put her on a hospital stretcher, and started wheeling her to the operation theatre. A nurse came with some papers for Eric to sign, he didn't even look at them he just signed. Dr. Robert, the medical director of the hospital was already informed of Eric's coiming. He just got to Eric at this time and asked who the woman involved in the accident was? Eric, still in shock with blood all over his shirt and trousers turned to Dr. Robert puzzled. What does that have to do with anything ? Dr. Robert was surprised by Eric's answer. Mr. Crown, I wanted to know if she was a family member he explained. No, I don't know her. She was hit by my car and we just rushed her here. Dr. Robert has known Eric for a long time, well known for his compassion and charity work but he never get emotionally involved. From the look on Eric's face, Dr. Robert felt there can only be one explanation then asked "were you driving" ? No, my driver was Eric answered. I see, you don't need to wait. Be rest assured we will take good care of her, it's just that from what I have seen she is in a critical condition. How critical Eric asked Dr. Robert. She might not survive Dr.Robert answered heavily, we were all quiet until a nurse came and told Dr. Robert they were ready for him at the operating theatre, he left with the nurse. She can't die, she cannot die Eric told himself. He felt this strong sense of attachment to her. Why is he feeling like this? As if, as if we have met before he thought. Sir, sir. sir? Andrew called out, touching Eric's shoulder lightly. Eric don't know how long he stood there but he suddenly realized Andrew was calling out to him. Sir, you need to change, there is a rest room over there Andrew said holding a change of clothes for him and pointing toward the restroom. Eric just continued to sit there, dazed! The incident playing over and over again in his mind. How come she was on the road at this time of the night? He wondered. She is heavily pregnant, why would any man allow his wife to move around at this time of the night?, and she was alone. Come to think about it, Eric didn't notice any wedding ring on her he thought, probably he didn't look properly. Mr. Crown, a nurse called out . Eric Crown looked up at her wondering when he sat down. Andrew immediately asked her what she wanted We need to know her name for our records she said We don't know Andrew answered.. But... It's an emergency, we had to rush her here, she was already unconscious Andrew explained. Then Dr. Robert suddenly came out of the Operating theatre, pulling off his face mask. We stood up as he walked toward us, eager for news . You have a baby girl Dr. Robert said smiling Me ? Eric asked surprised!

*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　 Masashi was a celebrated writer in his world-respected, admired, and known for crafting stories that touched countless lives. But everything changed one ordinary evening. On his way home to his apartment, Masashi suddenly lost consciousness. When he awoke, he found himself in an unfamiliar place-a world straight out of the very fantasy novels he used to write. At first, he couldn't believe it. Magic, medieval cities, and strange creatures surrounded him. It felt unreal. Struggling to make sense of his situation, Masashi chose to stay in the shadows, avoiding contact with others. He had no idea how or why he was brought here. No memories of a summoning. No gods, no explanations-just questions. Now, in a world full of mystery, danger, and wonder, Masashi embarks on a quiet journey to uncover the truth of his arrival... and maybe, just maybe, write a new story-his own. *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　*･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　

For those of you reading this, I'm a novelist, a writer, call me what you will. I love creating stories, but I've always wondered what would happen if I ever found myself stuck in a world of my own making. To be honest, I usually dislike the romance genre, but right now, I'm writing one of them—or am I? This is a twisted tale of a person who is about to experience unimaginable suffering for the rest of their life. Let's see what it brings to our hearts; it should be interesting. If you have the courage to stick with it until the end, please do. Akira Tsukihara is a struggling romance novelist trapped in a cycle of churning out saccharine, uninspired stories. Her life in a sweltering Japanese apartment is already a constant battle with mediocrity, a struggle compounded by her eerie building security guard and demanding editor. Akira secretly loathes the fluffy, unrealistic tales she churns out, feeling her soul dwindle with every clichéd happy ending she pens. But then, a shockwave hits her stagnant routine. Her latest novel, "The Fallen Kingdom of Seraphis"—a story she finally thought was getting somewhere—suddenly faces a copyright infringement lawsuit. The accusation? It's an blatant copy of an older, popular novel. Her editor, a bumbling, self-absorbed bear of a man, abandons her, leaving Akira to fight an seemingly insurmountable legal team alone. A mixture of anger, disbelief, and a desperate need to prove her innocence compels Akira to reluctantly begin reading the allegedly plagiarized work, "Hearts Bound in Starlight and Ruin." As she delves deeper into its pages, far more sinister events begin to unfold. Strange phenomena plague her apartment, from drastic temperature drops in the middle of summer and inexplicable buffering screens to an unsettling feeling of being watched. Then, a blinding light erupts from her laptop, consuming her whole. Akira awakens in a world reeking of mud, misery, and medieval despair. Her body is no longer her own but that of a gaunt, oddly white-haired young peasant girl. The horrifying reality dawns on her: she hasn't simply been transported to another world; she has been reincarnated into the very story she detested—a world that reflects the harsh realities she unintentionally created. Her forced fantasy has become a terrifying new reality. Can she survive the stark, unromantic world she unconsciously penned? Or is this the ultimate punishment for a writer who loathed her own creations?

Thomas is a boy plagued with feelings of loneliness and isolation when one day, he discovers a mysterious box with the power to create life within it. Eager to escape his isolation, he becomes the Author of Life, shaping worlds and civilizations. As he grapples with his newfound power, Thomas learns that playing god has consequences beyond imagination. Civilizations and worlds will crumble and thrive all under his imperfect guidance. For fans of Low Dimensional Game and Shepherding/Nurturing Humanity, I think you will find this story to be worth your time.

"You let them surround us?!" she hissed, drawing her blade. "We’re trapped!" I raised a hand. "Trapped? No. We’re exactly where I want them." —CLICK. The runes beneath their feet lit up in a perfect circle. "...Wait. Was this a setup?" "Of course," I said. "It’s easier to catch flies when they walk into the web themselves." ... My name is Loki. Not the god of mischief, but close enough. In my last life, I was a street rat with a bad attitude and a worse haircut. My hobbies included tricking rich kids, stealing cheap paperbacks, and reading one fantasy novel over and over until the pages tore. And then I woke up inside it. Not as the protagonist. Not as the villain. Just a nobody. A background character with zero stats, no plot relevance, and a world that forgot I existed. Worse? I remembered everything. The betrayals. The corrupted kingdoms. The apocalypse disguised as prophecy. The chains. The flame. The end of the world. Oh—and the author? Let’s just say they made a lot of… questionable decisions. So I decided to make a few of my own. Steal the legendary cards. Manipulate heroes. Kill villains before the plot needs them. Lie, cheat, and break the system itself if I have to. Because if fate made me a nobody— Then I’ll become the bug that crashes the whole story. This world doesn’t know it yet, but I’m done playing by its script. I’m not the reader anymore. I’m the rewrite. Checkmate. ... discord: https://discord.gg/59UqUTSZbt

The book he wrote wasn't some ordinary book, nor was he an ordinary person. He holds the ability to see the future unknowingly and writes it down as great stories.  Little did he know, he would wake up in a different body in a world where he finds out the characters in his book…A world of magic, swords and monsters.  'Wait, this isn't a world from my novel. It's a real world and the novel is just my prediction of some people just like the guardian said. So I will just enjoy the show as an audience and leave after the story ends. I have a whole new world to discover in front of me.' But what awaits him was something he could never imagine. In front of the world, in front of the whole universe, his assumption was just a grind of sand. The truth of the world made him rethink his life and the life he lived back in another world.  Viktor North, the author, finds himself in the middle of the whole universe where he was nothing but an extra later in his life as he kept living. An extra who was abandoned by his mother, his brother who was an elemental guardian and also a demigod, his race and the God.  'But I prefer to sleep than going against these unwanted people and unwanted problems. I want to sleep. I just want to shut my eyes and sleep under my warm blanket, probably forever if it's possible.' This is the story of an author, a grand magician, a guardian who somehow became a god and the only thing he could think of was sleep.  He is the definition of what a 'Shut-in' is. ... ... The cover is not mine so if someone have any prob. ..Ask me right away.. :p [ If you wish to contact me, DM on instagram -- @miami_rin ]

Third Master Jiang is known to bring misfortune to his wives. All his fiancées were not spared from mishaps. In Gu Xiang’s case, it's worse because she registered the marriage with him right away without getting engaged. Surprisingly, her life is smooth sailing after the marriage and she is extremely favored by all members of the Jiang family. Everyone from the family is fearless. Yet, their only fear is that their daughter-in-law, who joins the family after much painstaking efforts, would escape. On a certain night after washing up, Mr. Jiang says to his dearest wife, “Darling, I want to become a father.” Seeing the look of anticipation on Doctor Jiang’s face, Gu Xiang hesitated and replies with much difficulty, “Daddy!” “…” It is not always so peaceful between Gu Xiang and Doctor Jiang. In order to repay gratitude owed to her stepfather, Gu Xiang agreed to an unusual deal. Just like this, two complete strangers, who are at odds from the start, are forced to live together. Amidst all their squabbles and pressure from the elders to conceive a child, they find their relationship evolving as they care more for each other.