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They call it the Loom — a hidden weave that stitches power into fools reckless enough to bind it. Sparks of metal, flowers, stone, secrets. Enough to make a gutter rat a ruler — or stitch their corpse right back into the dirt. Kael Merin’s never been reckless. He trades ruin scrap for Shards, sleeps with one eye open so nobody cuts his throat for his last Token. Not a hero. Not chosen. Just hungry enough to crawl into holes the Orders don’t guard — the ones they warn you to leave shut. Some swear the Loom is alive. Some say a Numen — the Weaver — still dreams at its heart, half-god, half-lie, waiting for a fool to wake it up and finish what it started. Kael finds a Spark he shouldn’t. Steals it. Survives it — somehow. Now his Threadrealm hums with secrets that shouldn’t whisper, and every ruin is deeper, darker, hungrier. The vaults cough up riddles and half-dead things that remember too much. There’s no prophecy. No blessing. No mentor with answers. Just a desperate boy, a stolen Spark, and a rumor that maybe the Weaver didn’t vanish — maybe it hid inside him. The gutter wants him gutted. The Orders want him chained and bled dry. And the Loom? The Loom wants him to weave — or die screaming.

Banished to the Eastern frontlines as a worthless noble disgrace, Gilbert Reinhardt was destined to die — a mere tutorial NPC (side character), in a brutal game of war. But when a bewildered high school boy awakens in his failing body, armed with only scraps of secondhand game knowledge, survival becomes more than a miracle. With a poor defenseless village, constant never-ending war, a mocking system, Gilbert must rewrite fate itself… or be devoured by the monstrous world he never chose. Player xxxx, Welcome to Last Defense.

After a tragic incident, young noble Lucien Lootwell falls into a coma and awakens later with memories from a past life in another world. Once a hardcore gamer, Lucien now finds himself in a fantasy realm where power is measured by strength, status… and the rarity of what you can claim. To his shock, his awakened skill, Drop Rate: MAX, is a broken skill that guarantees items from subjugated targets. While others struggle for scraps, Lucien pulls in legendary weapons, lost tomes and fortune beyond belief. But noble life is far from peaceful. Surrounded by rivals, political vipers and a secret tied to his cheats, Lucien must balance his past life's cunning with his new world’s expectations. As he builds a force from the ground up, one question remains. Was this reincarnation a second chance… or part of a bigger game he’s yet to understand?

Anya, 28, carries an air of quiet resilience beneath her graceful exterior. With olive-toned skin, soft black waves, and deep green-hazel eyes, she moves through life with gentle confidence, her delicate floral dresses and matching earrings reflecting her understated strength. Balancing university lectures and restaurant shifts, Anya’s world is a delicate dance of responsibilities, yet her heart harbors untold stories memories and feelings she guards closely. Elias, in his early thirties, is the embodiment of poised elegance. Tall and fair-skinned, with piercing ice-blue eyes that seem to see straight through the surface, he exudes a calm power and precision shaped by his senior role in corporate management. Behind his minimalist style and commanding presence lies a man who has built walls around himself, wary of letting anyone close. Their worlds collide unexpectedly on a crisp spring evening at the restaurant where Anya works. The sight of her in casual attire, her hair loose and framing her face softly, captures Elias’s attention like nothing before. For Anya, seeing Elias a figure from headquarters, calm yet intense stirs emotions she hadn’t expected to confront while juggling her busy schedule. As their encounters grow from silent, stolen moments to hesitant conversations, both must navigate the complexities of their lives Anya’s demanding shifts and personal struggles, Elias’s corporate pressures and guarded heart. A shared ride to the train station, gentle teasing, and quiet confessions slowly chip away at the walls between them. Set against the backdrop of everyday challenges and small moments of connection, their story unfolds as a tender exploration of trust, vulnerability, and the courage it takes to rewrite one’s own story. “Silent Collisions” is a romance about two souls learning that sometimes love comes not in grand gestures, but in the quietest, most unexpected encounters.

MATURE CONTENTS WARNING! In the kingdom of Faelori, where pure-blooded fae have driven humans to near extinction, Faelyn lives as the most despised creature of all, a half-blood abomination born from her human slave mother and the Fae King’s moment of weakness. She has endured relentless torture, starvation, and humiliation. Servants beat her bloody for sport. Her own half-brothers force her to crawl like a dog for their amusement. Even the kitchen scraps are denied to her as she wastes away in the shadows of the very castle where she was born. But when half-blood meets dragon fire, when the weakest collides with the strongest, when hatred burns into something far more dangerous… Some bonds are forged in blood and cannot be broken. In a world where power determines worth and bloodlines decide fate, two souls—one broken, one caged—will either destroy each other completely… or burn the entire kingdom to ash.

Elijah Everheart was just a boy looking for a home. Adopted from the orphanage, he hoped for warmth, love—maybe even a chance at a normal life. Instead, he was treated like a ghost. Abused, neglected, and discarded like trash by the very people who called themselves his parents. He kept his head down, endured the pain, clung to the scraps of shelter and food. But every soul has a breaking point. When he finally snapped and tried to end it all… fate intervened. A mysterious stranger appeared—one who seemed to know more about Elijah than anyone ever should. With that encounter, a new path unfolds—one filled with secrets, power, and a destiny Elijah never imagined. Will he rise from the ashes of his broken past, or will the darkness consume him again?

Frida, a first-year medical student, has always been focused on academics, with no time for relationships or intimacy. Though her friends tease her for being a prude, they don’t know about the wild fantasies she keeps locked away, wondering if anyone would ever see her for who she truly is. Laziel her ex-best friend turned enemy, a tech genius and adrenaline-fueled F1 racer who’s every girl’s dream but her personal nightmare. Their shared past is full of unresolved tension and high school scandals she’d rather forget. When Frida starts receiving mysterious red sticky notes promising to bring her most forbidden fantasies to life, she’s intrigued and terrified. But as the anonymous promises heat up, her imagination betrays her, and the faceless lover in her fantasies starts to look a lot like Laz. What happens when desire crosses the line into obsession? And what if her enemy is the one person who knows exactly how to make her wildest dreams come true?

Buried under myths, magic, and lies… was a civilization that made gods look primitive. When I woke up in this broken world, I was no hero. Just another scavenger searching the sands for scraps. Until I touched the relic. Until the memories bled through. Now I remember algorithms masked as spells, reactors mistaken for gods, and a war so advanced it reset the world. They think I’m lowborn. They think I’m powerless. But every time I breathe, the past awakens—and with it, the truth that could break this world again. History is a lie. Magic is technology. And I… am the last Reclaimer. — A viral fusion of reincarnation, ancient tech, and twisted memory recovery. Perfect for fans of "Shadow Slave," "Release That Witch," and "The Beginning After The End." PS:- i don't own any of the book names written above except mine.

She smiled like spring. He stayed quiet like winter. Lin Keqing, the soft-spoken new girl, never meant to stand out. Gu Yuyan, the cold top student, never meant to care. But one day, a note appears. “I heard your rhythm.” “I wrote you a reply.” A secret paper exchange begins— and with it, an invisible thread between two people who never expected to be seen. As whispers grow louder than voices, and silence becomes their only language, Lin Keqing and Gu Yuyan must choose: Hide their hearts—or risk letting them bloom. A tender coming-of-age story about music, memory, and the quiet kind of love that heals.

Justin Morrow was a man with no goals. Nothing around him made him think they were worth having. Only a fading memory of his dead mother kept him going. “Survive…my…son…” At the bottom of society, Justin lived off crumbs and scraps, the sparks of ambition most clung to were long gone in him, so when the world descended into utter Hell it didn’t faze him. If anything, his life was already there. Gifted an advantage over the entirety of humanity at the very start, maybe—just maybe—the end of the world could finally awaken something inside him. *** Tags: Male MC, Apocalypse, Evolution, Fantasy. Chapters are between 1,200 words to a max of 1,500 words with a guaranteeed update schedule of 1-2 chapters per day. (the chapters per day could increase with power stones, collections, and overall interaction with the story.)

A hundred years ago, the sun’s flames crept hotter and brighter until daylight became a furnace—mankind retreated into the night, and the world was claimed by shadow. In the silence of moonlit streets, water became worship, and three mighty prophets—Children of the Sun, Moon, and Stars—rose from ash to rule with fire-forged faith. No one knows if the Scorch was divine wrath or a cosmic accident, but for a century the faithful have burned heretics, torn nations apart, and lived by ritual “Purification” to prove their worth. Now, sixteen-year-old Ádin survives in a hidden bunker, trading scraps for scraps and precious drops of water. Marked by secret scars that only glow under his skin he lives with Fletcher, his mute golden retriever, and clings to the cryptic lullaby his grandmother left him. Out in the ruins roams Salvator Morgan, a man whose ageless eyes have seen the fall of empires and who whispers rumors of a “true child of prophecy.” When Ádin discovers the first fragment of a hidden map— he realizes he may hold the key to a long-lost salvation. But every step toward the truth draws the attention of the Children of the Stars, a fanatical cult whose young prophet will stop at nothing to claim destiny for himself. As the moon circles high and the ashes swirl, Ádin must decide: cling to everything he’s known, or embrace a perilous path that could either resurrect humanity… or consume him in the flames of betrayal. In a world where water is worship and every lie is branded in blood, survival means choosing whom to trust—and what you’re willing to burn.

He woke up in a white void. No doors. No windows. No memory just a name and a few scraps of identity. Then the world changed. From a sterile, empty space to a medieval room torn out of fantasy. Quiet. Too quiet. But that wasn’t the strangest part. He wasn’t in his body. His reflection showed a man with red eyes, blood-soaked skin, and a smile he didn’t recognize. A revolver on the ground, an empty chamber, bullets in his pocket and not a single clue why. With no phone, no documents, and no idea who he really is, he begins a slow descent into a web of doubt, identity, and dangerous possibilities. Did he kill someone? Was he reborn in another world? Or is he simply smarter than the fools who designed this illusion? Follow a man trapped between reality and imagination, chasing the truth behind the blood, the body, and the twisted question that haunts him: Is he brilliant or are they just stupid?

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Even as an orphan, Ash had it all. Top of his academy. Admired by men and women. Sponsors lined up to claim him. Until his affinity test revealed him to be A null. Affinity-less. Magicless. He was thrown out like garbage. Exiled like a plague-bearer. Abandoned in a mutant-infested wasteland, Ash was meant to die quietly. Forgotten, like a torn scrap of paper. Instead, he found something. A sickness that loved him. A god that claimed him. A forest that remade him. He walked out of the wasteland with a new faith. And now, he’s here to heal the world. One infection at a time. ============================= TLDR : 1. Surviving sickness/poison/venom/curse = awaken power. 2. Poison A + Venom B = New disease! = New power! 3. MC is a cult leader!? He can 'bless' his followers with diseases!? 4. Wasteland is not ordinary wasteland!? It's actually Earth's *** !? Gain more power related to bio*** !!?!

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The West Coast, bathed in its free air, greeted me with a brutal awakening. One moment, my world was familiar; the next, I was an 'urban explorer' – a homeless man – cast onto the unforgiving streets. I opened my eyes to nothing. No dog, no identity, no tent – not even shoes on my feet. Just beach shorts and the harsh concrete beneath. My only stroke of luck: the Daily Intelligence System, inexplicably tied to my phone, a lifeline in this new, desperate existence. The messages flashed: [Daily Intelligence:] The club at 134th Watson Street has a trove of recyclable cans and transparent beverage bottles in the green trash can in the alley. [Daily Intelligence:] There are unfinished hamburgers, 7 flowers, and an unopened bottle of Pinot Noir in the red trash can at 96th Street. [Daily Intelligence:] Your neighbor Jesse has a scratch card worth $5,000 in his tent! [Daily Intelligence:] Mike's Scrap Collection Station sells a 1976 GMC Hiking RV, parked in the suburbs for 20 years, for a low price of $200. Details: Someone at Old Pick's Auto Repair Shop can repair it. Shit! This wasn't life; it was a goddamn scavenging game. From the raw, unforgiving streets of America, Alan resolved to play the game – and fight for a better tomorrow.

I was nothing—just a broke delivery guy sleeping in a parking garage. My girlfriend dumped me. My boss fired me. My so-called friends laughed as I begged for scraps. Then, the Wealth Domination System awakened. [System Activated: Task—Crush Your Rival. Reward: $10,000. Unlock Bonus: VIP Investment Access.] From petty change to penthouses… from street rat to CEO… I began my ruthless climb. Now, the girl who left me wants back. The billionaire who mocked me begs for partnership. And every deal I touch turns to gold. But wealth has its price—and so does revenge. I won’t stop until I own everything they denied me. This is my rise. This is domination.

In a place filled with desperation, filth, and deception, survival remains the singular goal for all those who call the slums home. The game was to outlive everyone else, to see who could collect the most scraps and live to see the next day, where a slight shift in stakes was the determining factor between life and death. Rune is no exception to this grim game, but his stakes are higher; he is playing for two. With his sister and himself to care for, keeping hunger at bay for even one person is a struggle, and adding another makes it nearly impossible—a precarious tightrope he often teeters on. Each day, Rune barely manages to evade death, but what happens when the rules of the game shift, when a whole other world of mana, authority, and society suddenly exists? When myths transform into reality, and the legends of the ancients are no longer mere whispers in children's tales? What unfolds when a long-dormant threat creeps into the hearts of all who live?

"Weakness is never forgiven. It never was. It never will be." No name. No past. No one. Clint grew up in the filthy back alleys of the capital, surviving on scraps, theft, and pure will… Until, by a cruel twist of fate, the most feared man in Kamira — Duke Ravenhart — decided to adopt him. Now, Clint is dragged into a world where a single mistake can mean death. A world where nobles smile with daggers behind their backs, and where even the man who saved him won’t hesitate to kill him if he shows weakness. Trained by a master feared even by kings… Watched by spies, soldiers, and mages from every corner of the continent… Clint learns one brutal truth: “Power decides who lives… and who dies.” If becoming a monster is the price to survive... Then so be it.

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[Scrapped] "I Am Not the Protagonist" Reincarnated. Doomed. Over it. Caleb was just a sleep-deprived mess of a man, dead before thirty and buried under unfinished art and caffeine-fueled regrets. Now? He’s been reborn into a fantasy novel he once read — as a minor villain whose only personality trait was simping for a heroine who didn’t even remember his name. Gross. Determined to ghost the cringe script written for him, Caleb throws the plot in the shredder and walks his own crooked path through the elite Academy, where heroes train, secrets fester, and a demon invasion looms in the shadows. He’s not the chosen one. Not the protagonist. Not even a sidekick. But he is a wildcard. And sometimes, that's exactly what the story needs.

Meet Yozora, the charming student council president with a love that’s as intense as it is terrifying. He's got a sharp smile, a dangerous edge, and a love for Momo that makes stalking look like a hobby. When Momo, an ordinary girl trying to avoid drama, accidentally becomes the center of his obsessive attention, things spiral from sweet gestures to… creepy behavior. Yozora’s “love” is full of flowers, threats, and knives—but all in the name of passion, right? Whether he’s writing her name on every scrap of paper he can find, cornering her with a knife in a back alley, or showing up uninvited just to remind her who she belongs to, Yozora isn’t going to let anything—or anyone—stand between him and his perfect girl. But Momo? She’s just trying to survive. Between dodging his unpredictable moods, refusing his advances, and desperately trying to keep her sanity intact, Momo has no idea what she’s gotten herself into. Can she survive his “love,” or will she fall victim to his twisted affection? Find out in this dark romance comedy where obsession is the ultimate love language—and Momo’s just trying not to get stabbed in the process. Warning: This book contains humor, romance, and seriously unhinged behavior. Read at your own risk—Yozora may just win you over. Or else.

“Some notes are never written to be found… yet they find the one meant to read them.” Raj, a simple boy from a traditional Pandit family, never imagined that a single mysterious note in his textbook would rewrite the chapters of his life. What began as a strange coincidence pulls him into the life of Anamika Verma — a fierce, confident girl from another school who hides her own storms behind her smile. Their journey starts with an act of courage, blossoms with shared laughter, grows deeper with everyday moments, and takes unpredictable turns through misunderstandings, missed confessions, and societal hurdles. From school benches to secret lunch spots, from late-night texts to emotional silences, "The Note We Made" is not just a love story — it's about how fate writes between the lines when two souls are meant to be. A tale where the past connects to the present, where a note written in the future finds its way into the beginning… and where loyalty, love, and timing fight to stay together.

"On these streets, if you don't have a name, you're just a carcass on the sidewalk." Ryder Cruz, a 22-year-old Dominican immigrant, lives off the scraps of betting money he wins in underground rings. His father was a boxer who was shot dead for gambling debts, leaving Ryder with his ailing mother. When Crowe, Harlem's borough ruler, begins to violently take over every fight club and ring in the city, Duke, a former street king, recruits Ryder to fight Crowe and unite other street fighters. But behind every punch lies grudge, blood, and ambition. Ryder must choose: rule the streets, or be buried in them.

“In fire, she once ruled. In ashes, she was born again.” Ren Fei, once the legendary Crimson Furnace Sovereign, perished in his quest break the defined limits using his Genesis Cauldron. But death did not claim him—it transformed him. Reborn as a girl in a forgotten border village, Mei Lian awakens with fractured memories, lost status, and a body unfit for the world of men and might. In a world where power defines worth and women are rarely respected as alchemists, Mei Lian begins her journey in silence—studying poisonous herbs in secret, crafting pills from scrap, and enduring ridicule from her peers. But her fire does not burn for vengeance; it refines, endures, and reshapes the world. Armed with forgotten knowledge, an affinity to all forms of YuanQi, and an unwavering spirit, she will rise—not with fury, but with flawless refinement. Alchemy. Intrigue. Cultivation. And a girl who burns without permission. This is the legend of the girl who once ruled as a Sovereign and now rises again—one pill, one secret, one flame at a time.

A collection of old journals for a child that was never born, and still has yet to be.

Braken was a broke, hungry 16-year-old rapper — surviving off scraps, ducking gunfire, and dreaming of a better life. One wrong step, and he caught a hundred bullets in the chest. But death wasn’t the end. He wakes up in a new world… as a baby. No electricity. No cities. Just mana, monsters, swords, and a wooden cabin in the slums. Raised by an old woman who teaches him magic instead of math, Braken never forgets where he came from — or what he died chasing. Now 12, he’s built his first gun in a world where guns don’t exist. He’s enrolling in a magical academy full of nobles who look down on kids from the gutters. But Braken? He don’t bend. He talks slick, hits hard, and moves like a street ninja. From inventing mana-powered Dracos, to dodging nobles, peeking in bathhouses, and building underground fight clubs — Braken’s here to eat, win, and live like the king he never got to be.

When Lang Mac just crossed over, he thought he had taken the script of a salted fish lying still. Just as she was about to lie down, the dying patient suddenly sat up and found herself in a scenario of apocalyptic survival. From the moment she couldn't believe it to accepting her fate, she only used three seconds. According to the principle of "it's better to die than to live", Lang Mac only thought of the dog's life, as long as the dog didn't die, he would die. When the enemy comes, fight, when the country rises, raise the foundation, occasionally still want to go into the game of picking up other people's unwanted trash, the rest is as a middleman to earn a price difference, small life is also too beautiful to be thought of. Unconsciously, she suddenly turned her head and discovered that the end of the world did not seem so scary.

"The apocalypse came without warning. I woke up three days later... and the world was no longer ours." A rift tore through reality, overlapping Earth with a foreign dimension filled with horrors beyond comprehension. The strongest evolved, gaining flames, thunder, or psychic force. The weakest turned into corrupted husks—zombies wandering the night. But Lu Zhen? He wasn't chosen by the system. He wasn’t part of the evolution. Yet he awakened with something different—something mechanical. A whisper in his mind. Decompose metal. Absorb structure. Reforge function. From ruined skyscrapers to shattered tanks, everything metal became his. He didn't evolve through fire. He evolved through forging. Now the night belongs to monstrous things. The world has fallen. But one man walks the ashes… Rebuilding the future, one scrap at a time. "They evolve with fire. I build with metal."