The Dreaming Boy Is A Realist Mangakakalot

The entire nation was eagerly watching the grand wedding between two of the biggest real estate empires—"Royal Estates" and "Prem Real Estate." This wasn’t just a union of two hearts, but a merger of two kingdoms. However, the groom, Romi, the son of Royal Estates' owner, seemed unusually gloomy about the wedding. Meanwhile, the bride, Preeti, daughter of Prem Real Estate's owner, Prem Chaudhary, ran away just before the ceremony! Now, Prem Chaudhary was in deep trouble—his business deals, family honor, and reputation were all on the line. In desperation, he remembered something—his daughter had a twin brother, Monty, who looked exactly like her! In a moment of panic, he came up with a wild plan—Monty would take Preeti’s place as the bride! Monty: "Dad, have you lost your mind? I'm a guy!" Prem Chaudhary: "Until Preeti is found, you ARE Preeti!" Monty: "But…!" Prem Chaudhary: "Son, sometimes, saving honor requires a little lipstick!" To save his family’s pride, Monty had no choice but to go through with this bizarre wedding. Hidden beneath the bridal veil, he was sweating bullets, but no one suspected a thing. After the ceremony, Romi gently told his “bride”

This novel is about a boy's adventures and tragedies in life, which may be common among not many around us. This story covers most of the categories in its pages but may not contain some common ones. It may also contain non-fiction parts amongst its words. This novel is written to express such stories among the commoners. Just an ordinary but fascinating story full of life. It may not bring enthusiasm to many readers, but to those who do read, it can change their perspective on life, and such people will surely enjoy reading it.

Aarav was never the loud one, never the rebellious one. From a very young age, he understood things children weren’t supposed to—things like sacrifice, silence, and the heaviness in his father’s eyes after a long day. He never asked for much. He accepted whatever was given. He loved his parents deeply, especially his father, who was strict but hardworking, a man shaped by his own struggles and expectations. But love, Aarav would learn, is not always kind. His father measured worth in marks and obedience, in comparisons with cousins and classmates, in the kind of achievements that could be spoken of proudly to neighbors. And when Aarav failed to meet those expectations—when he scored average marks or made small mistakes—his father’s words didn’t correct him; they cut him. Harsh, unforgiving, public words. And the deepest wound of all came not from a beating, but from a sentence whispered in shame: “If you don’t study, go wash dishes and repay my money.” Over time, Aarav stopped trying. Then, he stopped speaking. And eventually, he stopped dreaming. Because when every effort is met with criticism, when every step forward is shadowed by comparisons, when even your smallest joys are brushed off as “useless”—you begin to believe that maybe joy was never meant for you. Maybe you’re only here to survive, not to live. The Boy Who Forgot to Dream is a tender, heart-wrenching coming-of-age story that explores the quiet battles children fight behind closed doors. It speaks to every person who’s ever felt unseen, unheard, or never enough. Through Aarav’s lonely journey—from silent obedience to emotional numbness—it asks a painful question: What happens to a child who’s never allowed to fail?

In a world where dreams are more than just illusions — they’re forgotten realities, parallel lives, and unresolved desires — a quiet, emotionally-aware boy named Kael begins to lose the boundary between sleep and waking life. Every time he dreams, he enters a different life: a hero in a crumbling kingdom, a friend to someone long gone, a lone traveler searching for a forgotten name. But something connects them all — a girl who appears in every dream, yet vanishes before Kael can ever speak to her. As Kael drifts deeper into these layered dreams, he begins to unlock truths about himself, his past, and the real world he's slowly fading from. Can he find meaning in the dreamscape? Or will he choose to stay in eternity, where emotions are pure but nothing is real?

A stolen kiss after a night clubbing sparks the flames of this whirlwind college romance between two boys. Will Luna be able to graduate and live the life he wants with the boy of his dreams? Or will he be stuck in a loveless arranged marriage forever?? *Gender Bender * Boy Love* *College Setting* *Trans Characters* UPDATE: I'm not sure if readers over here like this story, so I'm going to stop uploading here for a while. Do check out this story on Tapastic if you would like to read the up-to-date chapters: https://tapas.io/series/Boy-of-my-Dreams---Rewritten/info

After narrowly avoiding a fatal accident, John Rasler—a burned-out engineer in the middle of an unremarkable life—finds himself waking on a mysterious beach when he falls asleep. With a strange coin in hand and no idea how or why he’s been drawn into this new world, Rasler begins to navigate a dreamlike realm that feels all too real, while still tethered to the life he’s quietly slipping away from. What choices and difficult circumstances will he be forced to face?

I’m no hero, no reincarnated prodigy—just a 47-year-old man, a native of Orario, and a long-time member of Ganesha Familia. I’ve seen gods rise, adventurers fall, and promises turn to blood in the dungeon’s dark. This is not a story of chosen ones or meteoric level-ups. It’s a grounded take on Danmachi—where survival means strategy, money can rival strength, and Familia politics are deadlier than monsters. I won’t rush to the bottom of the dungeon. I’ll show how Orario really works. Welcome to the side of Danmachi where reality bites. ———————————————————————————————————— Disclaimer: Danmachi (also known as Is It Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?) is the intellectual property of Fujino Ōmori, SB Creative, and other respective rights holders. I do not own any part of the original series. This fanfiction is a work of passion made for entertainment purposes only. I only claim ownership of the original characters and plot elements I have created specifically for this story.

A fantasy world teetering on the edge of an industrial revolution. Where smoke rises, gears turn, and yet no invention rivals the power of the Sorcerers. Beneath the surface of progress lie forgotten histories and truths buried by the enigmatic Protogenoi. Who pulls the strings behind our fates? Who pens the stories we believe are our own? Set during an inspired alternative early 1800s, this low-fantasy realm is alight with the first embers of progress, yet still steeped in Mysticism, Occultism, ancient Spells, Sacred Artifacts, and creatures born from the forgotten depths. No matter how brightly the fires of reason burn, the unknown always waits beyond the light. Follow our travelers, their destinies bound by invisible threads, as they uncover the secrets of the Protogenoi and the Ancient Archons. All they while they slowly develop powers due to the Lineages of the Mythological Creatures of Old.

A possibly poor attempt at making a novel for the first time. In general, I'm trying to be realistic, a couple characters are based off of a couple of my friends. As the story goes on, characters can get traumatized, scarred for life, or losing limbs. Some may go insane just by wanting to go home, praying it's all a dream.

In a harsh world where hope feels like a forgotten luxury, a boy faces impossible choices and the price of holding onto a dream may be more than he can bear.

Ember, a quiet dreamer and newly enrolled college student, leads a life that seems simple on the surface—until the night she falls asleep and wakes up somewhere she’s never been, in a garden that doesn’t belong to her, under a sky that feels... different. There, she meets Dylan—a reserved and magnetic stranger who takes her in without questions, yet carries secrets behind his calm eyes. Every night, Ember slips into this unfamiliar world. Every morning, she wakes with memories that feel too real to forget. As emotions slowly bloom between them, their fragile bond is tested by jealous rivals, haunting pasts, and the strange force that connects their lives across impossible distances. The deeper they fall, the more dangerous the truth becomes—and some truths are better left uncovered. But fate has its own rhythm. And sometimes, love writes itself in the spaces between two worlds. "Beyond the Dreaming" is a captivating tale of romance, mystery, and self-discovery that will sweep you off your feet and leave you questioning the boundaries of reality. Prepare to lose yourself in a love story like no other—a love story born in dreams but destined to change the real world forever.

Arsol (Username: Hakkun) is your average eighteen-year-old tech nerd; he reads cliche light novels, plays video games (way too many), studies for exams, and he programs! Does he have friends? A social life, maybe? Nah, he’s an anti-social whose inner monologues revolve around how humans suck. He’s the type who blames the world for his problems: edgy, angsty, emo— thinks he’s smarter than everyone and has answers for the world’s crisis. Gotta give it to him, though, he a young talent at whatever he does. His skills for programming, gaming (FPS) as well as studying makes up for the fact that he’s an arse. So much so, that he stops going to school altogether and locks himself in his room, he’d rather be with his computer. Because Arsol is on a mission! He’s been collaborating with online strangers who are all equally gamers and computer nerds, who understand him, and who all have this idea to make this steampunk/dieselpunk game called ‘Hero of Emberstein.’ Now, Arsol won’t lie, he’s obsessed. Being one of the co-creators, he finds himself adding features and details he’d want in an MMORPG. The only thing he dislikes is the customizable character features; he never understands such a personalized activity. He prefers Gacha. After 3 years, the game is finally available for beta testing, his 7 online co-creators are all ready to click the play button. But little does Arsol know, he would for real be in the game, like in person, like ISEKAI-ed, like he could die, for real for real. What's worse is, everyone who clicked the play button for the beta test, has also been Isekaied. So like, maybe over a thousand or more? Arsol thinks it’s his fault innocent players are getting transmigrated into HIS game, because he remembers that he removed the 'EXIT' button as a harmless malfunctioning prank-- turned deadly?! Oops. Journey along with Arsol as he hides his identity as the creator, the culprit, and the administrator. And that time he finds out his 6 online friends are all here as well, but where?! Who?! UGH, THIS IS WHY HE HATES CUSTOMIZABLE CHARACTERS! ( I DO, IN FACT, OWN THE COVER )

Eran's father was died before he will enter in this world and his mother also died just after giving him birth, still he was happy with his cousin's family. But when he turned 8 everything changed, his cousin was sent to academy for the pride of the clan and he became victim of his uncle and aunt's evil intentions. Uncle and aunt continuously tortured him and his friends extracted their bloods for continuously 18 months to complete a ritual so that his cousin could become the most powerful in the world but....when ritual is about to complete then ... * all chapters contains approx 1000 words. * different clan possess different powers like Naruto series. * focused on every important character with his backstory. * special rituals and enchantments are performed by clans to increase power level. * MC intention is distroy the whole world. ( not stable motive of MC) * This world contains: Demons, Fairies, Beasts, gods ( they don't interfere much in human life), hybrids like ( human and demon) , Adventure, action , and unique powers. * There are many organisations like kshatra, the seven angles, many more who are protecting normal peoples and also some organisations who is supporting demons like Shadow syndicate * if you got any doubt in chapters please ask me on comments. * i will be posting this story on royalroad.com THANKYOU

Alex is a cancer patient who dies very young. At the moment of his death, Lust is betrayed by the other deadly sins and is forced to give out a system to a mortal. He blessed Alex with the system and Alex wakes up in a world filled with unnaturally beautiful people, except they’re not people, they’re elves! And he is the finest elf of all! and not just that, but his fiery red eyes seem to make all the women horny He quickly goes ahead to sleep with as many beautiful elven women as he can. But too soon, he is introduced into a war that has been brewing for a while when an extremist group of elves decided they want him to be one of them. Follow this story to see how he fights the extremist group named Eclipse and to find out if he manages to win Ps: due to me being a new writer the first volume might be a little too slow pace but from then on it moves very very fast trust me

Born into a noble family, Aiden was marked by a deadly curse—feared, used, and ultimately abandoned by his own blood. Branded a monster, he was left to die. But years later, the boy they cast away returns, no longer a victim… but the master of the power they once exploited. And this time, he’s not here to beg for love—he’s here to choose justice… or vengeance

The name's Renjiro Koizumi, a Fudanshi, aka, a rotten BL fan. And I'm proud I am. My life is easy and peaceful, but then we had to come back from living abroad for years. When I entered high school, I was also met by my childhood friend, and surprisingly enough, I met a few new friends within the time I'm here. There's just one thing I noticed, male students here are so giving the gay vibe! Like my classmate who, I just found out, have feelings for my cold and annoying roommate. Then, a senior of mine has a secret crush on my best friend?! Two friends fell in love with each other, enemies to lovers trope. And step brothers with benefits?! As fudanshi, will I ever be able to help these boys get it on with their crushes? We'll see...!

In the 3,476th year of the Celestial Calendar, the Heavenly Emperor—whose divinity was rivaled only by his boredom—rewrote the Immortal Code of Gender Assignments during a particularly uneventful spring. According to Clause 89, Subsection Moonlight, Paragraph Absolutely-Not-Optional, any being born with an overwhelmingly high-yin spiritual constitution could only, by universal decree, be classified as female. It was simple. Efficient. Divine. Except… someone made a mistake. A mortal child was born deep within the darkest stretch of the Eternal Spirit Forest, surrounded by mist, mystery, and mushrooms that sang lullabies. He was bright-eyed, soft-voiced, high-yin… and very, very male. The thunder cracked the day he laughed. A white wolf howled. A snake offered him venom like warm milk. The trees whispered ancient songs. And the heavens? Well, they began preparing lightning bolts on standby—just in case someone down there got too clever and said something like: “Wait… is that a boy?” Boom. Thus began the most unusual cultivation tale in ten thousand realms. A tale of a child raised by beasts, mistaken for a goddess, blessed with yin that could stop hearts, and cursed with thunder that would smite anyone who dared question the Heavenly Code. This is the story of Xiulan. Or as the forest calls him: “Our beautiful, powerful, emotionally unstable daughter.” Or as heaven calls him: “ERROR 404: Gender Not Found.”

The journey of an unknown boy without a name, purpose, and family. He doesn't know who gave birth to him, he doesn't even know who he is. All he knows is that he must find "Something". (A/N: First time writing, I don't speak English fluently so please help with the mistakes I made, if possible, so I can make it a book that everybody can understand. Random Word counts, I will put as many words as I can and hope you can understand it. Good luck.)

She dies on her 27th birthday. Every. Single. Time. Different world, different rules, different face — same damn fate. And the one thing all her tragic little lifespans have in common? She’s always married when she dies. So this time, she has a revolutionary idea: Stay single. Live. Born into a stiff, judgmental medieval kingdom, where magic is banned for commoners (but hoarded by royalty), she’s now 25, nobly bred, politically poised, and pretending to aim for the crown prince. (Step one of the plan: fake it till you almost make it, then don’t.) Her first fiancé? Slipped off a cliff. (Oops.) Second? Died in a war. (Double oops.) Third? The current prince? Terrified of women. (Chef’s kiss.) All according to plan and nobody suspects a thing. Until the new stable boy shows up. He picks up her handkerchief like some storybook romantic, looks her dead in the eye, and says, “Good evening, Miss Witch,” before launching into a cryptic poem about stars and walking away like he didn’t just ruin her life. Now she’s spiraling. Because she doesn't have a hint of magic (at least this time), and he must definitely know something he shouldn't. Between suspicious nobles, nosy court mages, and a weirdly poetic stable boy who knows too much and blinks like a baby deer, she has to keep her cool, keep her mask, and most importantly — keep her single status intact. And then — because of course — it turns out the stable boy isn’t just some weird dreamer. He’s a magical genius. Possibly cursed. Definitely unhinged. And he might be the key to breaking her cycle…

A boy who became a father and a lover, and what did the man tell him, what he did to save his child's life? To know all this, you have to read my story here.

when a boy,transfers to a new school,his previous school was messy he defeated a whole gang of gang even the leader. he is max polito,ready to play nice and quiet athis new school,he will meet new firends/allied. he will encounter deadly enemies. in his new school.

What is someone hiding behind their mask, we never show our true selves to friends, Family, and even to ourselves... if someone is shy what do they hide? We don't know. Perhaps we follow one shy person's aimless adventure maybe we can find out... maybe... just maybe... not All belong to EnvyV3 illustrator: Unknown sauce: somewhere in Google

Like I explained to my therapist. In A Lot Of these events all happen in the year 2033. Yeah a long time ago. But reflecting back on that time, I will say that I'm impressed with myself that I haven't fallen to that darkness of killing. Because what I did I did to survive. Even though I was one of the many victims that survive that psychopaths plan. The man who Imprisoned 250, 000 players inside of virtual reality prison for 3 years. I have lost friends, but the enemies I fought. I have no recruits and I am glad that I put them in their brain dead state. But that could have been me. And back the reality of it, it was life or death. Me Or Them. Survival and Freedom.