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Was war schlimmer als der Tod selbst? Nun, es war das Sterben in dem Wissen, dass dich niemand vermissen würde, in dem Wissen, dass dein Tod ein Gefallen für alle war, die du je kanntest. Genau so fühlte ich mich an dem Tag, an dem ich starb. Ich war das uneheliche Kind des Eclipse-Alpha-Königs, und in einer Zeit, in der der Bund zwischen Mann und Frau als heilig galt, war ein uneheliches Kind nichts weniger als ein Sakrileg... Es war seine Schuld, er liebte eine andere als seine Gefährtin... Es war seine Schuld, er hatte Geschlechtsverkehr mit einer menschlichen Frau. "Es war alles seine Schuld, mein einziges Verbrechen war, dass ich aus seiner Lust geboren wurde. Aber warum war mein Vater, der Alphakönig, in Sicherheit, während ich stattdessen gehasst, verachtet und für alles verantwortlich gemacht wurde? Warum musste ich das Druckmittel meines Vaters sein, um seine Ziele zu erreichen? Warum musste ich mit meinem eigenen Stiefbruder verpaart werden? Warum konnte ich nicht wie alle anderen eine Abfuhr erhalten, sondern wurde von meinem eigenen Partner ermordet? Warum wurde ich getötet, bevor ich überhaupt eine Chance zu leben hatte? Ich hatte tausend Fragen und doch gab es niemanden, der sie beantworten konnte, und genau so bin ich gestorben... Warum also flatterten meine Augen an diesem Tag auf, einen Monat vor meinem Tod? War es wegen meines kleinen Geheimnisses? Ein Geheimnis, das ich niemandem außer dir erzählen werde... Nach dem Titel meiner Geschichte musst du denken, dass ich ein Omegawolf bin... Nein, da liegst du falsch... Ich bin kein Omega-Wolf, ich bin ein Alpha-Wolf und mein Name ist Omega. ~Zweites Buch der Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Serie. *Kein Prequel oder Sequel zu 'The Alpha King's Nemesis', beide Bücher sind nicht miteinander verwandt, mit Ausnahme des Weltsettings und des Werwolf-Wiedergeburts-Konzepts. *Das Titelbild stammt aus dem Internet, alle Credits gehen an den ursprünglichen Künstler.

Die Macht der absoluten Kontrolle... Zeit. Nachdem Rock starb, reinkarnierte er auf mysteriöse Weise in Shun Longs fast totem Körper, als ein dreieckiger Stein mit seiner Seele verschmolz und eine plötzliche Flut von Informationen seinen Kopf überflutete. Er findet sich nun in einer mystischen Welt wieder, die von außergewöhnlich mächtigen Kultivierenden bevölkert ist, die mit einem einzigen Schlag Berge zerstören und mit einem einzigen Schwerthieb Meere spalten können! Dies ist Shun Longs Reise in der majestätischen Welt der Kultivierung, während er gegen Genies kämpft und den Gipfel sowohl der Alchemie als auch der Kampfkünste erreicht!

Alex, getötet vom Gott der Dunkelheit, wurde von seinem riesigen Schwert zermalmt und wachte auf, um festzustellen, dass er zurück am Tag des Starts des Spiels 'Universaler Abstieg' war! Monster und Götter hatten noch nicht begonnen, auf die Erde herabzusteigen, und das bedeutete, dass Alex mit seinen 10 Jahren Erfahrung nun etwas bewirken konnte. Aber Überraschung, sobald er wieder in die Welt von 'Universaler Abstieg' eintritt, erweckt er statt seines normalen C-Level Talents das SSS-Level 'Extraktion' Talent! Er konnte jetzt Gegenstände, Talente, Attribute und Fähigkeiten von Monstern extrahieren! Ding! [Du hast das Artefakt-Level 'Excalibur' extrahiert!] [Du hast die SSS-Level 'Meteor' Fähigkeit extrahiert!] [Du hast die Artefakt-Level 'Weltkarte' extrahiert!] Jetzt gab es kein Monster oder Gott in diesem Spiel, das ihn aufhalten konnte!

Ist dies einer deiner typischen jugendlichen Fantasy-Liebesromane? Nun, wenn du das denkst, solltest du besser weiterlesen! Ihre Familie mochte sie nicht. Ihre Neigung, wild zu werden, machte ihrem Großvater Angst. Aber genau das suchte Dmitri! Konnte ihre Neigung, wild zu werden, irgendetwas Gutes sein? Eine erzwungene Verbindung mit ihm einzugehen, war etwas, das sie niemals tun würde. Sie hatte eine Burg um ihr Herz gebaut und ließ niemanden an sich heran. Geistreich, scharfsinnig, intelligent und lebenslustig vertraute Adrianna niemandem. Was passiert in Werwolf-Liebesromanen, wenn ein Alpha, der ruhig, kontrolliert, gnadenlos, extrem gutaussehend und von allen Werwölfen gefürchtet ist, ins Bild kommt? Unglücklicherweise hat Dmitri nicht viele Möglichkeiten. Die Kämpfe, die heimlichen Blicke quer durch den Raum und das erhitzte Erröten. Es ist schwer, ihn zu akzeptieren.

Reich, mächtig und gutaussehend; Gu Jingze ist die Crème de la Crème des ganzen Landes. Jeder Mann möchte er sein und jede Frau möchte mit ihm zusammen sein. Sein Leben ist perfekt... bis auf ein kleines Geheimnis, das ihn davon abhält, einer Frau nahe zu kommen - scheinbare Impotenz. Das ändert sich, als er eines Tages neben einer völlig Fremden im Bett aufwacht. Als Nächstes wird er gezwungen, diese Fremde zu heiraten; eine temperamentvolle und lebhafte Frau namens Lin Che. Lin Che ist ein durchschnittliches Mädchen, dessen einziges Ziel es ist, eine erfolgreiche Schauspielerin zu werden. Von ihrer Familie verstoßen und zur Unabhängigkeit gezwungen, schmiedet sie einen Plan, um ihr Ziel zu erreichen. Aber ihr Plan scheitert und sie endet damit, diesen kalten und scheinbar herzlosen Gu Jingze zu heiraten. Nicht nur das, sie muss nun auch ihren Platz in der gehobenen Gesellschaft finden, wo eifersüchtige Frauen und hinterhältige Intrigen lauern - alles während sie ihre neue Karriere jongliert. Zwei Fremde unter einem Dach: Von Anfang an vereinbaren sie, sich aus dem Leben des anderen herauszuhalten, aber irgendwie taucht er immer in ihren Krisenmoenten auf. Langsam und unwissentlich beginnt Lin Che, sich eine Zukunft ohne ihn schwer vorstellen zu können. Wird ihre Beziehung wachsen, oder ist ihre Ehe dazu bestimmt, nur ein Vertrag zu bleiben?

"Wie pervers ist der Geschmack von Si Ye Han? Will er mich immer noch so sehen?" Als sie aufwachte, betrachtete sie ihr Spiegelbild: explosive Perücke, Tattoos und dämonenhaftes Make-up. Jedem normalen Menschen würden die Augen brennen, wenn er sie länger als eine Sekunde ansähe. Vor ihrer Wiedergeburt war sie in einen anderen Mann verliebt und wollte nur vor Si Ye Han fliehen und hasste ihn bis aufs Blut, nachdem er sie eingesperrt hatte. Nach ihrer Wiedergeburt betrachtete sie ihn mit anderen Augen und dachte, dass er sich vielleicht zum Besseren verändert hatte? In der Vergangenheit war ihr Verstand verwirrt. Sie verließ einen umwerfenden Ehemann, wurde von einem Dreckskerl und Verräter verletzt, und vor allem wurde sie von ihrem engsten Freund einer Gehirnwäsche unterzogen. Am Ende war sie völlig allein. In ihrem jetzigen Leben gibt es böse Menschen, die Intrigen schmieden und sehnsüchtig auf ihren Untergang warten. Tut mir leid, aber dieses Mädchen wird nicht zweimal auf dieselben Tricks hereinfallen!

# GEMÜTLICH # ALLMÄCHTIG # CHEF-ASSISTENTIN In ihrem früheren Leben war Mo Ruyue eine erstklassige Attentäterin. Sie war so gleichgültig wie ein Abgrund und hatte mehr Menschen getötet, als sie an den Fingern abzählen konnte. In ihrem neuen Leben wurde sie die bösartige Stiefmutter von fünf Zwergen in einem abgelegenen Bergtal, die sich vor ihr fürchteten. In diesem Leben beschloss sie, ihre Lebensweise zu ändern. Sie hatte nur vier kahle Wände für ihr Haus? Ihre Kinder hungerten so sehr, dass sie nur noch Haut und Knochen waren? Das war kein Problem. Sie konnte Wildschweine mit bloßen Händen erlegen, so dass Nahrung kein Problem darstellte. Außerdem beherrschte sie das Einmaleins, und ihre Kinder wurden sofort große Fans von ihr. Es war ein schwieriger Weg, von einer bösartigen Stiefmutter zu einer warmherzigen Stiefmutter zu werden. Dann kehrte plötzlich ihr vermeintlich toter Ehemann zurück, der nun der erste Minister der Dynastie war: "Lassen wir uns scheiden. Gib mir die Kinder, und ich gebe dir das Geld zurück." "Es fehlt mir an nichts, nur an dir und den Kindern."

Born with peerless talent, profound looks, and unfathomable strength, Young Master Zhao woke up one day and chose violence. --- Greetings, Fellow Daoists. This ancient scripture records the rise of a new Immortal Venerable. The one who defied fate, defiled heaven, and dominated all under the Nine Skies. They called him mad. They said he was courting death. But Young Master Zhao simply smiled and turned the heavens into his mount. From arrogant Ye Chen to the invincible Yang Kai, every so-called Son of Qi was but an insect crushed beneath his foot, stripped of destiny, reduced to stepping stone for his cultivation path. In a realm where the strong seize fate and the weak become dust, he was born with everything. While others pondered why the sun followed them, he was already a Holy Realm powerhouse, tearing through sacred mountains and enslaving ancient dragons with a single flick of his sleeve. From holy maidens to dragon priestesses, From Eastern princesses to Western empresses, From Northern jade maidens to Southern mature elders. One might count the stars in the heavens, But not the names in his harem scroll. If Fellow Daoists still do not know the difference between heaven and earth, then this scripture shall enlighten thou. --- BE WARNED, FELLOW DAOISTS! This is no ordinary scripture. Reading further may shake your Dao heart, weaken your spirit veins, and send your cultivation into irreversible Qi Deviation. Those beneath the bone age of 18 must avert their eyes, lest they be pulled into a forbidden dual-cultivation realm with no escape. This scripture contains a potent fusion of Yin and Yang, Male and Female, light and Dark. A sacred technique long prohibited by the righteous heavens! Only those with profound Dao harmony may begin to comprehend its lewd profundity. --- To the Young Masters of prestigious orthodoxy clans, wise sages & hermits, divine emperors, immortal venerables, great elders, profound sect masters, and even the all-knowing constellations: Support this rebellious scripture against the heavens by donating your Power Stones and Spirit Stones generously, And let the Lewd Dao rise once more! It's the fated time for us, the Lewd scholars, Cultured Daoists, Lustful Sages, sinister constellations, debauched emperors and horny Young Masters to stand against the righteous heavens and obtain the true Cultured enlightenment that has been suppressed since the dawn of time. For Lustful Dao!!! The Dao creator: LewdScholar Available at the celestial sea of Webnovel, if you are seeing this profound scripture somewhere else, then it won't contain any profound might. ---- Also, engraved below is the sacred glyph one must embed into their jade slip to locate the hidden gateway to the Cultural Holy Land: (scan on review ) Only those with a stable Dao heart and firm Yang essence may survive the trials within. This Venerable One does not boast idly, but let it be known that, the Cultural Holy Land harbors the greatest treasury of jade maidens’ immoral portraits across all Nine Realms and Thirteen Forbidden Heavens. From elven saints to beastkin war priestesses, from immoral demonesses to corrupted nuns, All forms of cultured yin exist here... awaiting worthy dual-cultivation partners. Fellow daoist, do you have what it takes to be a true dual cultivator? Enter only if you dare to cultivate with your soul, body, and lower dantian. If not, break your left hand, kowtow 100 times and ROLL!!!

You only wanted to see it... So, you did the unthinkable—used a mysterious stone to change yourself into a FREAKING HOT PRETTY BOY. Now stuck in a boy’s body, you sneak into an exclusive VIP mafia-son-only event. But when a priceless watch goes missing, you’re the prime suspect. Dragged into a dark room, a gun to your head, you come face-to-face with a dangerous, tattooed mafia heir—cocky, cruel, and annoyingly hot. He looks into your panicked eyes… and smirks. > “Your eyes are too pretty to kill.” His voice is low and dangerous—like he’s already peeling your clothes off with his gaze. *** He’s arrogant, but your eyes make him horny—though he’d never admit it. Will he ever find out you actually belong to the enemy clan? A very forbidden enemy clan. Even as he’s fallen way too deep?

Jashoo, a 17-year-old orphan who lost his parents in a tragic accident at a young age, has lived a life of hardship and solitude. Alone, without a home or a future, he wanders the streets, struggling to survive. But one fateful night, in a desperate attempt to help a family being attacked by robbers, his life takes a turn he never expected. Gravely wounded, Jashoo falls into unconsciousness, only to find himself in a strange, dream-like void where an ancient, god-like aura merges with him, granting him mysterious powers. When he awakens, he is no longer in his familiar world but in a vast and dangerous forest known as the Great Forest of Eldian—a land on the border of the demon realm, filled with monstrous creatures. Saved by a mysterious tribe that believes in ancient prophecies, Jashoo learns he is the reincarnation of the legendary Demon Slayer—a warrior destined to battle the forces of darkness and save both his world and the demon realm from destruction. Marked by a powerful tattoo that signifies his fate, he begins a long journey of training, fighting monsters, and uncovering the secrets of his new powers.

No cap, this is another trash, anyway, He was summoned by 3 MILFS and 2 GILFS, or so he thought, only to realize he wasn't a typical hero with powerful skills. He was a hero with "gifted semen" which can boost battle power or grant random skills. Since then, there has been a long queue of women outside his inn to receive his "blessing". Mature woman from east, powerful women from west, nuns from south and naughty milfs from south, they all chant his name from their slutty mouth. In bed, of course, Lol. ... From ch50+ you will get to see one of the most unique setting and progression but I doubt anyone will read till there. Highly shameless Ntr ( netori- men will send their wives to fuck Mc, Cuck Zeus, Cuck poseidon, fuck Holy mother... Cuck everyone, ) Nonetheless, No need to donate powerstone and golden ticket. . High focus in sex, less focus on plot. ... ( Leave a comment saying DC Link and I will send you the Qr )

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I swear. Please don’t cancel me before chapter 1. Anyway, I was a stand-up comedian. Not the good kind who gets Netflix specials. The kind who gets hit with beer bottles and told to “Meet me backstage. You’ll get one more mic.” One night, I was performing in a bar so shady, even cockroaches walked in with bodyguards. It was full of tattooed bikers who drink engine oil, smoke burnt rubber, lick silencers, cry over their exes, and still believe their fists are a valid debate technique. And there I was—trying to make them laugh using yo mamma jokes and dark humor so black it should’ve come with a flashlight and some cotton. They didn’t laugh. I kept going. One of them pulled out a gun. I cracked a joke. He cracked my skull. Bullet. Brain. Curtains. Boom. But here’s the funny part: I always wanted to be a successful comedian. Maybe get a standing ovation. But what I got was Uncontrollable Blood Ovulation. Still, I had dreams, man. Big dreams. Make people laugh. Marry someone who doesn't need two chairs to sit. Eat three meals a day, Own a yacht (the humble kind with a helipad) I wasn’t greedy. I would have donated 0.01% of my wealth to charity. I only wanted 99% of everything. But fate, karma, God, or probably the trends of Webnovel had other plans. Because instead of resting in peace… I woke up in another world. A fantasy world full of monsters, heroes, magic, kingdoms, war… And zero comedy clubs. Just my luck. So now I’ve got a second life, a rude system, and maybe a power or two. But being a Hero is secondary. First, I am gonna roast dragons, clown on kings, incest—invest, I mean invest and make the whole world laugh until they cry—or kill me again. Either way… Welcome to the story of the most dangerous thing in every world— A man who won’t shut up. ——— ——— ——— Support Me - ko-fi.com/khyaal Join My Discord For Reference Arts and much more - https://discord.gg/zmUcswM2N5

The empire encompassed endless twinkling stars, but in this dark and terrifying distant future, there were only endless wars. ...... Gu Hang became the governor of a wasteland planet, where previous governors had all been executed for failing to deliver the tithe on time. Monsters and Low Energy Storms rampaged, survivor factions schemed against each other, technological regression, low productivity, the resurgence of Evil Gods, Green Skin Orcs taking root and sprouting... "Don't panic just yet, let me check the panel below." [Military Tokens], [Heroes], [Technology], [Events]... Starting as the planetary governor, he would build fleets that traversed the Star Sea, suppressing all alien forms, heretics, traitors, and demons of chaos! Although I formed battle groups on my own, funded Battle Nuns, diverted the imperial tax, and disregarded deployment orders... I knew I was fiercely loyal! Traitors? This is clearly the Third Empire!

She wasn’t running from her past. She was trying to forget it ever loved her. After surviving a car crash that stole more than just her memory, Maëlys moves to a quiet coastal town with one rule: no one gets close. No questions. No attachments. No risks. But when she stumbles into Eliott — a tattoo artist with inked arms, storm-gray eyes, and scars deeper than his skin — the rule starts to blur. He’s intense. Guarded. And somehow... he knows more about her than he should. As flashbacks begin to haunt her and their connection grows dangerously real, Maëlys must face a devastating truth: Some loves don’t heal you. They haunt you. And sometimes, the person you’re most drawn to… is the one you should’ve never met. Scars of You is a slow-burn, emotional romance full of raw tension, intimate secrets, and poetic pain. Perfect for fans of Twisted Love, It Ends With Us, and Before We Were Strangers.

What does it mean to be human? In the far distant future where all life has seemingly perished, an astral meteor collides into the remnants of a giant mechanized disc located underground in an isolated ghost town. From the disc, a single entity awakens within cryostasis with only one clear path: "I must kill the Lords of METIS." She wields a blade surging with the life force of an ancient named Alfaic, whom she denounces upon first contact. She is an unnamed warrior, who is affectionately nicknamed Lyn (LYNBG52) by her comrades from a single mysterious code name tattooed on her left arm. Grotesque aggressive creatures known as the Rots are composed of a combination of rotting entities that roam the lands. Seeking to devour all life they come across, their relationship with the denizens of METIS and the apocalypse resembles more than just their sustenance, but a secret that Lyn must discover for herself if she is to save humanity or watch it perish.

They call him Ghost. A name whispered in fear across warzones, black markets, and underworld circles. To the world, he's a phantom—a faceless mercenary who leaves no trace but bodies in his wake. To his enemies, he’s a death sentence. To his brothers-in-arms in Graveyard, he’s family. But to himself... he's a haunted man searching for a past stolen in gunfire and smoke. After a flawless mission deep in the Eastern Province, Ghost returns to the hidden forest base he's called home for sixteen years. Yet the victory is short-lived. His foster father, the commander delivers an unexpected order: "That was your last mission." Now, Ghost—real name Miles Sterling—must step out of the shadows of war and into a world he’s never known. Guided only by a scarred letter, a fading memory, and the voice of a woman he hasn’t seen since the day everything was taken from him. But war forged more than his body and name. Behind the mask, behind the scars, Miles has another secret. One he’s kept hidden even from his brothers in arms. He’s not just a weapon. He’s a ghost with a fortune—a hidden empire he built in silence, across borders and black markets, forged in strategy and blood. A man of many names, and many shadows. Beneath the bullets, tattoos, and silence lies a truth buried in ashes. And Ghost is about to dig it up—one letter, one enemy, one memory at a time.

And then I feel his nose on my neck as he nuzzles me, with the tip of his fingers tracing where my tattoo is supposed to be on the nape of my neck. I try to push him away,I really do but it feels like he is just too strong or my other senses have been weakened. "I want to see you" he says bitting my already red and sensitive ear tip I force myself to keep my eyes open and my mouth shut to close off whatever strange sound was about to come out of it. "I...I....you ...are..." And he moves away and I almost grumble from the loss of contact That bastard

In a realm where gods do not simply rule they brand the path to power is carved into flesh. Every noble child receives their divine tattoo at age seven: a sacred bond to a patron god, proof of lineage, and a lifelong oath. But when Lyric, heir to House Velastra, receives her mark, a second one blooms across her skin—unbidden, unrecorded, and unholy. It whispers not with divine radiance, but with memory. Forgotten memory. Forbidden memory. Exiled from her bloodline and cast into a fractured sanctuary, Lyric begins to uncover the buried history of a god long erased: Orryn, the Keeper of Memory and Silent Rebellion. As ancient wars are reignited and divine truths rot from within, she must choose—become the weapon her family fears, or the spark that severs a world from its parasitic gods. But the realm itself is not a passive stage. It watches. It remembers. And it is no longer content to observe.

Adrian Carter has it all. Alpha heir to a billion-dollar empire, a perfect fiancée, and a future shaped by his ruthless Alpha father. But beneath the surface, he hides a secret: he’s never wanted a woman. To silence rumors and secure a business merger, his father arranges a strategic marriage to the daughter of his Alpha friend. Adrian agrees—until the night before the wedding when a drunken mistake leads him into a room where two men are kissing. One kiss turned into surrender and the night stripped him bare beneath two strangers who knew exactly how to ruin him. He wakes up tangled between them. But nothing prepares him for the shock on the altar when his bride introduces someone close to her to him. One of the men from that night. Adrian is now caught in a web of lies, duty, forbidden lust, and an enemy he can’t stop thinking about—a man with a snake tattoo who lives by one rule: No attachments. And with sex being all that mattered to him. Lust, alcohol, passion and pleasure. He doesn’t do love nor mercy. He takes. He rules. And he discards. And yet, the truth threatens everything—especially when his bride begins to fall in love with him… unaware of the betrayal brewing beneath her veil, unaware her suspicions about him cheating on her with his secretary were all false. When the outcast becomes king… what’s left for the prince who turned him away? There are only three choices: Bite. Bleed. Or bow.

I was just eating yakisoba when a girl jumped through my window with two katanas and tried to kill me. Naturally, I knocked her out. Turns out… she was the first of seven assassins sent to take my life. But here’s the catch: Each one who fails to kill me is cursed to fall in love with me instead. Now I’ve got a cold sniper sleeping on my couch, a demon nun cooking breakfast, a yandere poisoner writing me love letters, and more. Someone wants me dead. But the girls they sent… won’t stop fighting over who gets to be my wife. I didn’t ask for this. And worst of all? I’m starting to fall for them too.

Toaru Majutsu no Index is set in Academy City; a technologically advanced academic city located in western Tokyo which studies scientifically enhanced superhuman students known as espers who develop powers. However, within this world of scientifically developed superpowers exists an underground world of magic and occult connected to the religious institutions of the world. Kamijou Touma, an unlucky boy who happens to be one of the many students within Academy City, possesses a mysterious power in his right hand known as the 'Imagine Breaker'; an ability which allows him to negate all forms of supernatural powers, whether they are magical or psychic. One day, he finds a young girl hanging on his balcony railing named Index. She is a nun from Necessarius, a secret magic branch of the Anglican Church, and her mind has been implanted with the Index Librorum Prohibitorum: 103,000 original grimoires that the Church has removed from circulation. Their encounter leads him to meet others from the secretive worlds of science and magic. Kamijou Touma's unusual power places him at the center of conflicts related to both science-based espers in Academy City and magicians. As Kamijou Touma tries to help and protect his friends, he learns that the people he knows are not as they appear and begins to attract the attention of magicians and espers alike as they try to unravel the secrets of Academy City and Index.

Ein altes Sprichwort sagt, dass das Schweigen, wenn Worte nötig sind, schärfer als ein Schwert sein kann. Was bleibt, wenn du erkennst, dass du das, was du am meisten geliebt hast, verloren hast, nur weil du nicht gesagt hast, was wirklich in deinem Herzen lag? Alles, was ich dir nicht gesagt habe ist ein chinesisches Drama, das in Shanghai spielt, wo Liebe, Schmerz und Vergebung eine zweite Chance finden. Zwei Menschen, deren Wege sich einst kreuzten, stehen nun vor den Trümmern ihrer Vergangenheit. Inmitten von Missverständnissen, zerbrochenen Versprechen und ungeklärten Gefühlen kämpfen sie um die Möglichkeit, wieder zueinander zu finden – oder endgültig loszulassen.

In einer Welt des ständigen Wettbewerbs strebt ein Mann nach der Spitze. In diesem neuen Genre VRMMORPG will er um jeden Preis der Stärkste werden. Die Klassen, die Rassen, die Startzonen, alles ist ein Geheimnis in "New Eden". Das Spiel kommt ohne ein Fitzelchen an Details auf den Markt. Das einzige, was angepriesen wurde, war die freie Wahl der Fähigkeiten. Unser Protagonist Alexander, Gamer-Tag Astaroth, hat schon immer davon geträumt, ein E-Sport-Athlet zu werden. Seine Eltern unterstützten seinen Traum, aber sie sind nicht mehr von dieser Welt. Er hat die feste Absicht, es in diesem neuen Spiel zu schaffen, wenn schon nicht für sich selbst, so doch zumindest, um ihr Andenken zu ehren. Da er keine Ahnung hat, wie er seinen Charakter spielen will, wählt Alexander die geheimnisvollste Startrasse. Wird dies sein Weg zum Erfolg oder sein Untergang sein? Der Spielassistent hat sicherlich das Letztere gedacht. "Mach, was du willst, junger Abenteurer. Ich möchte nur Folgendes hinzufügen. Komm nicht mit Beschwerden zurück, wenn du merkst, dass du die falsche Wahl getroffen hast", sagte die Elfe und sah ihn mit deutlichem Hass an. "Das werden wir ja sehen", erwiderte Alexander knapp. "Ich liebe Herausforderungen", fügte er hinzu. "Nun gut!", brummte die Elfe. "Ich wünsche dir das Abenteuer deines Lebens, so kurz es auch dauern mag", fügte er sarkastisch hinzu. Vor ihm liegt ein ungewisser Weg, der mit Prüfungen und Entbehrungen gefüllt ist. Aber eines ist in seinen Augen klar. Er wird der stärkste Spieler im Spiel werden, auch wenn er dafür über Berge von Leichen gehen muss. Vorbei sind die Zeiten, in denen er umsonst hart gearbeitet hat, jetzt geht es um alles oder nichts! Ich habe jetzt einen Discord, in dem ihr euch mit anderen Lesern und mir unterhalten könnt. Es gibt auch Kanäle, um über neue Waffen, Charaktere, Klassen oder Monster zu diskutieren, die ihr vielleicht entwerfen und in die Geschichte einbauen wollt. Ich werde immer die Person erwähnen, die diese Dinge entworfen hat, seid versichert. Der Link lautet https://discord.gg/68kPqbSFrN

-[Highly Mature Content]- Lu Feng has been expelled from the heavenly realm, a consequence of the sins he committed: Sin 01: Daily malevolent smashing with the king's daughter Sin 02: Nourishing the queen's vagina Sin 03: Establishing a sect of sex for himself and his harems for solely malevolent pleasures Sin 04: Increasing the size of his cucumber with dark magic "Eh? How the hell do you mistake pleasure for sins?" Lu Feng yelled, veins bulging from his face. However, he was still executed. "Fools... I didn't believe the dark magic spell of soul transfer would work... hehehe." Interrupting his bewilderment was a knock on the door. The hotel room service entered, surprising Lu Feng with such an ass. Five minutes later... "Ma... ma... Master Lu... Lu Feng... Spare me!" Would he once again catch the eyes of Goddesses begging for his manliness, and climb to an unreachable pinnacle with secret admirers begging for one night... having millions of babies and his own bloodlines? spoiler Alert!: He Will...! "Call me Master Lu Feng!" --------- (Note: This story contains no yuri or netorari.... Extra tags include Wincest, Smut, Netori, Twins, MILFS, Priestesses, Nuns, Demonesses, Monstergirls, Dragons, Revenge, Conquest, Oyakodon, Dual Cultivation, Ero Leveling, Large Harem, Ahegao, Slut-Training, Goddesses Pay Mc for Sex, and many more cultured tags.)

In the flourishing kingdom of Alenthara, the people worship Alentharcia, Goddess of Abundance — she who turns battlefields to orchards and famine to feast. But behind the cathedral's golden altars, the ancient Mother Reverend guards a dying truth: the goddess's power is fading, her true nature buried beneath centuries of hollow ritual. Serena, a quiet and emotionless young nun raised as an orphan within the sacred halls, has never known desire, fear, or even curiosity. It is this strange stillness within her that draws the eye of the Mother Reverend, who has served as the goddess's voice for over two centuries — and who knows her time is nearly over. As Alric, a loyal knight from the distant blood-soaked frontiers, arrives in the capital, fate begins to move. And far above them all, the enigmatic and wild Crown Prince watches Serena with curious eyes trying to denounce the religious roots of the kingdom. The wheels of fate stagnant for centuries move again. Discord: https://discord.gg/4TVJYuW3 PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/c/Brekker Ten to Twelve advance chapters on Patreon Schedule: New chapter, Friday and Saturday. Patreon Update each day with bonus chapters and other perks including exclusive art each chapter.

"I was never meant to be here." In a world where Gifts determine status and power, Saul Mayne stands at the top — a sword-wielding prodigy blessed by fate. Louis Hall follows closely, heir to a billion-credit empire with talent and pride to match. Then there's Paul Wayne — a nobody. No background. No family. No rank. Just a strange tattoo on his hand and a broken system that shows a question mark where his identity should be. He shouldn't even be at Diamond Academy, the elite combat school where future heroes are forged. But the invitation came. The uniform fit. The door opened. Now trapped in a sence that isn’t his, Paul must navigate ruthless guilds, overwhelming talents, and an academy designed to chew up the weak. But there's something wrong with this world. And Paul Wayne might be the glitch that changes everything. --- An academy setting. A mysterious system. A forgotten extra with no place in the script. The truth behind his existence… starts now. ---

Abandoned by his friends and sold to slavers half-human busboy Niko must pick up the pieces and endure. As he prepares himself to hunt down his friends and the masked slaver that captured him. With nothing but a tattoo to go off of Niko must uncover the mystery of the slavers and fight back. No matter what.

INDEX is set in Academy City, a technologically advanced city located in western New York which studies scientifically advanced superhuman students with powers, but is also set in a world where magic is real. Kris Thronell is a high school student in Academy City, with a power called the Imagine Breaker that can negate all magic, psychic, and divine powers, but also his own luck. One day he finds a young girl named Index hanging on the balcony railing of his dormitory room. She turns out to be a nun from the Anglican Church, and her mind has been implanted with the Index Librorum Prohibitorum—103,000 magical texts that contain a wealth of information about magic. His encounter with her leads him to meet others from the secret world of science and magic and an adventure with his friends where science and magic collide. Kris's unusual power places him at the center of conflicts between magicians and science-based espers in Academy City. As Kris tries to help and protect his friends, he learns the people he knows are not as they appear and begins to attract the attention of magicians and espers alike as they try to unravel the secrets of Academy City and Index.

In the rain-soaked shadows of Nocturne City, where vampires and werewolves wage eternal war under neon lights, Nyx prowls as a lone bounty hunter. An enigma with olive skin, raven-black hair, and silver-grey eyes that pierce the darkness, she hides her ethereal beauty behind a crimson chiffon scarf and hooded leather jacket. Her lithe frame belies a lethal strength, her callused hands wielding a dagger infused with unstable blood magic. Nyx is no ordinary half-vampire—she can daywalk, a rare gift that marks her as something more. Unbeknownst to her, the scarf pulses with her mother’s essence, a supreme vampire-witch from a massacred royal bloodline, while a gold signet ring on a leather cord holds the key to her heritage. Haunted by an unguided power and raised by Selene, a centuries-old witch disguised as a spunky bartender with raven curls and emerald eyes, Nyx survives on wits and bounties. Selene, bound by a debt to Nyx’s family, loves her like a daughter but guards secrets that could unravel everything. Enter Cale, a rogue werewolf alpha built like a brick shithouse with bronze skin, medium-length wavy chestnut hair, and amber eyes that burn like molten bronze. His silver-grey tattoo—a crescent moon entwined with a wolf’s claw—and matte tungsten rune ring hint at his ancient dynasty and black-market empire. Uber-wealthy and a notorious player, Cale has never felt the cosmic pull that strikes him upon meeting Nyx. It’s an unbelievable, new sensation—a thrumming energy that stirs arousal and destiny, drawing him inexorably closer. He’s born for her, she for him, fated equals destined to rule Nocturne. When Council enforcers—wraithkin horrors—attack The Moon’s Fang, Nyx and Cale’s paths collide in a storm of magic and claws. As Nyx unleashes her power, defying Cale’s protective instincts, he witnesses her fierce independence. She doesn’t need rescuing; she needs her match. But the pull between them, unacknowledged yet exciting, awakens her full potential, threatening to expose her royal blood and ignite a war. Together, they must navigate betrayal, forbidden alliances, and an ancient prophecy, forging a bond that could shatter the city—or claim it as their own.

Eli's life was… normal. Or as normal as life can be when you’re an exorcist-in-training with a knack for angering the dead and setting the demon on a hunting spree. Admitted to one of the prestigious universities, Eli's goal is to study hard and stay away from trouble. But one bad choice changes everything. Dragged into the clutches of a violent syndicate, Eli made a split-second decision. He grabbed the tattooed young man and pressed a knife to his throat, "Come close and I'll kill him." The gang froze in pure terror. Eli didn't see the faint smirk curling on his hostage's lips. Trying to ease his guilt of dragging the innocent bystander into this mess, Eli agrees to let the “poor, traumitized man” stay with him. But Alexei Vetrov isn’t some helpless victim. He’s the heir to the Russian mafia. And now that he’s gotten a taste of his pretty exorcist’s gentleness? He has no intention of letting Eli go. By the time Eli realized the truth, it was far too late to run. Alexei loomed over him, one hand pinning Eli’s cuffed wrists to the mattress as his knee forced his legs apart. His other hand wandered lower, watching in fascination as flustered Eli squirmed beneath him. His dark eyes gleamed with deranged hunger to possess. "Careful now, Solynshko... You're going to burn yourself before I've had my fill of you." In that moment, Eli understood. He’d provoked a human far more dangerous than demons. Note- Before You Enter… This story wanders through shadowed streets where the dead linger and the living are no less haunted. It contains dark themes: crime, death, spirits that are not at rest, and a love story wrapped in exorcism and gunshots. Read at your own risk — and welcome to the darkness~