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Seven years ago, Leo Ryder died—or so the world believed. Once a scrawny boy who sacrificed himself to save his best friend and first love, Princess Emeney Snow. He returns as Rayne Egan, a hardened warrior with a new name, a new face, and a dangerous secret. His mission: infiltrate the princess’s elite guard and stop an ancient power from falling into the hands of a dangerous and powerful mage known only as “The First”, an Elder Mage seeking godhood. But getting close to Emeney proves more dangerous than any spell or blade. She doesn’t recognize the boy she once cherished, yet something about her new bodyguard unsettles her. As war looms, so does a battle within her heart—torn between her duty to marry an A-Class Mage, Xander who was also once her close friends along with Rayne. But now also she had an undeniable pull toward the mysterious man sworn to protect her. Rayne swore to guard her with his life while searching for the Crimson Flower and protect it also, but as old feelings resurface and deadly truths unravel, keeping his secret becomes impossible. When his past collides with the future he never thought he'd have, one question remains—will love be their salvation, or will war tear them apart forever?

The Aryans are a normal family, as normal as any other family could be. They're pretty well-off and the children are all successful. It's just that as a family with an immortal bloodline they have side jobs that aren't public-friendly. Say for example, guarding the boundary between the underworld and the mortal world. Or dealing with supernatural creatures here and there. Suffice to say, it makes it really hard to date.

Jonathan Brandit was once on the path to becoming a professional basketball player, but a car accident changed his life forever, leaving him wheelchair-bound and filled with regret. Haunted by thoughts of what could have been, Jonathan spends his days shooting hoops in a gym. One day, he suffers a heart attack and wakes up in a completely different world, in the body of another person. To his astonishment, Jonathan realizes he's now living inside the world of a novel he once read, titled "Turning Point," which revolves around basketball. He has become an "extra" player name Ethan Albarado—a benchwarmer—on the protagonist's team, Lucas Graves. With this unexpected second chance, Jonathan or Ethan Albarado is determined to achieve his dream of becoming a pro basketball player. But in this new world, will he rise to greatness, or will he face new challenges that threaten to bring him down again?

She accidentally met an older man and married him without meaning to on the same day she was heartbroken from her boyfriend's cheating... While others saw the cold-faced demon, she saw a cute and gentle man. After their marriage, he pampered her endlessly... "Honey, I accidentally set fire to the kitchen." "That's okay. It should have been refurbished a long time ago." "Honey, I accidentally ruined your custom-made suit." "It's okay. It was time to get new ones anyway." "Honey, I accidentally broke the David sculpture that you love most..." "Nonsense. You're the one I love most."

Ren Arashi, a notorious assassin known as the White Reaper, finds himself facing a different kind of judgment after death. Instead of eternal damnation, he awakens in the strange and vibrant Spirit World, a land filled with lost souls and curious creatures. He's thrust into a high-stakes competition called the "Spirit World Gameshow," where players compete for a chance at reincarnation. With his carefree yet loyal Soul Guard, Hinata Yushiro, Ren must navigate a series of challenges and quests. Using his Skills, Ren must outwit and outmaneuver his opponents. But the Gameshow holds dark secrets, and the line between competition and manipulation blurs. As Ren delves deeper, he questions the true purpose of the Gameshow. Can he trust the enigmatic Soul Guards? Who are the mysterious creators behind this bizarre competition? And will Ren embrace his newfound powers and carefree spirit to conquer the Gameshow and win the ultimate prize: a second chance at life?

In a world forged by ancient dragons and guarded by deities, the balance between light and darkness teeters on the edge of chaos. Zuka, the reincarnated prince of the Dragonoids, once a symbol of hope, now walks the path of vengeance after his kingdom is destroyed by evil freed from their ancient seal

Absurd! Reincarnating as a newborn in a demon-infested world, the overturning system arrived 30 years early. [At 30, after enduring endless hardships, you have achieved nothing and remain a loner. Reward: Late Bloomer (Talent) - Effect: The older your bones, the faster you cultivate.] [Overturning mission: Defeat Chen Yuan at the sixth level of the Guiyuan Realm within a year. Reward: Swordsmanship entry-level] One-year-old Chen Yi looked at the content on the panel, then down at his small arms and legs, falling into deep thought. 'Damn! This system definitely arrived too early!' 'I'm only a year old, what good is the Late Bloomer talent now?' 'And Chen Yuan of the Guiyuan Realm...' ... Years later, war reports came from the frontlines. 'The Tianyuan Continent’s top ten martial arts prodigy, Champion Marquis of the Wei Dynasty, the Amorous Young Master, Sword Saint Chen Yi, slaughtered 100,000 demons on the battlefield of Taizhou Mountain to celebrate for the human race!' However, Chen Yi looked at the battlefield flowing with rivers of blood and shook his head: 'I’ve been making overturn since I was one, experiencing countless life and death situations to achieve my current cultivation level. It’s not surprising you can’t resist!' Those 'life and death' crises were terrifyingly daunting. The big brother at one year old, childhood sweetheart at five, senior brother at ten, princess at a tender age... Who understands my hardships? PS: Infant stream, system-arriving-early stream, light-hearted, humorous, passionate. PPS: Also known as 'Starting the Overturn as an Infant', 'Reborn as an Infant, What an Overturn! ', 'Talking is Useless, It's Time to Fight.'

The world was ordinary… until the first whispers came. When dungeons erupted, monsters roamed, and humanity awakened strange powers, survival became the only law. But amidst the chaos, one man listened to something beyond mere evolution—a voice that spoke of divinity. Artic never sought power, yet it found him. As the world crumbled and the strong devoured the weak, he unlocked knowledge hidden within an ancient, golden library—a place that should not exist. But with power comes a choice. Will he rise as a savior, reshape the world as a god, or let the whispers consume him?

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“Worst player of all time turning into the greatest of all time,” the reporter spoke with a smile. Once labeled the worst, blamed for every failure, and cast aside, he was forced onto another team—a move meant to end his career. But instead, it ignited his rise. Against all odds, he transformed from an underdog into the greatest player the world had ever seen. This is his story—of rejection, redemption, and a legacy that would never be forgotten.

I, the village doctor, was particularly skilled in gynecology; the physical health of the women in the village was my responsibility to guard!

"I am conflicted." These were the words I spoke as I looked at the people I love and the people that I hate. If he has chosen me because I have to choose what I should do to this world that has tormented me and those behind me... "Should I destroy the world, then?" My name is Ephraim Chronia. This is how I, someone who was cursed by this world, was given the chance to fight and finally decide the future for this ruined world. "I have decided." This will be my war against this world.

Red was just another run-of-the-mill Final Boss in a fantasy RPG. Tasked with guarding the last dungeon, he spent his days fending off brave adventurers and watching heroes fail to take him down. Life was predictable-until it wasn't.

Abuse isn't something that anyone should go through. Ellean should know. She's been abused since she was a youngling. Ellean is now in a wheelchair because of the abuse. She was also born deaf. When she reached the age of 18, she was supposed to be able to find her Mate. But unfortunately, she was rejected by him. Alpha Chase didn't wasn't a disabled mate. So, there was no way she could stand beside him and do the things she needed to do. Come on this journey with Ellean as she discovers who she is. ******************************************************************** As always, this story is a work of fiction. Anything that is depicted is solely from the imagination of the author. Any reference to places or people is coincidental.

As the doctor left, Sucy lay back in bed, feeling overwhelmed. Yoongi broke the silence, his voice low. "So, we're going to have our child." The silence that followed was deafening, and Yoongi asked, "Why are you not saying anything?" Sucy finally spoke, her voice shaking. "You don't want to be with me, or you don't want us to create a family?" Yoongi's face turned hard, and he asked again, "Wait, you don't want a child?" Sucy's response was immediate, her voice firm. "I don't want a child. All I want is to be with you for now. My mom would kill me; she wants me to get married and have kids, not sleep with my boss and get pregnant." She cried bitterly, her words pouring out in a rush. "I was sent on a blind date, but you turned me down, even though I didn't like you. I had to work for you to make you pay for what you did to me before, but then I ended up falling for you." Yoongi's face turned cold, his voice hard. "Wait, you don't like me? So, you used me? I didn't turn anyone down. You were the first girl I ever liked. So, you're going to abort the child?" Sucy's tears fell in a rush as she spoke, her voice shaking. "I liked you, but I had to abort whatever is in my belly right now." Yoongi's expression turned menacing, his voice low and threatening. "You know what? I hate you now. You're not killing my baby. I don't care what you do after you give birth to my child; you could do anything with your life. I will send the doctor to check on you every day, and some of my guards. If I ever find out you abort the child, I will kill you." As Yoongi walked out of the room, Sucy cried, her voice barely above a whisper. "I'm sorry." She rubbed her tummy, her tears falling in a rush. "I'm sorry for all this, baby. I am sorry for not allowing you see your father and your mother. I am sorry again for allowing you to hear your parent argue about you for knowing about you for the first time .i am sorry love"she weeps bitterly

Billionaire CEO, Nicholas Greyworth wakes from a five-month coma to discover that the car crash that claimed the use of his legs, also claimed the life of his fiancé. He finds his family at war and his company in disarray thanks to the power tussle between his sons, who are controlled by their mothers.      Burdened with rebuilding his billion dollar empire, reconciling his family and recovering from his injuries, Nicholas realizes he has great need for a partner and decides Allegra O'Connell, his new secretary, a twenty seven year old woman, struggling to provide for her brother and her ailing mother, would be perfect for the job.      In a bid to gain financial freedom, secure her brother's future and save her mother's life, Allegra accepts her boss' proposal, but soon discovers that being the latest Mrs Greyworth means constant conflict with his children and ex-wives.      Allegra discovers that the accident that put Nicholas in a wheelchair and led to the death of his last fiancé was engineered by someone in his family. She is determined to discover the murderer and protect Nicholas, who is still being targeted.      However, Allegra makes a mistake which threatens to ruin their marriage; she falls in love with Nicholas Greyworth, the billionaire whose heart belongs to a dead woman.     

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A poetic, soul-stirring journey through time, memory, and awakening, When the Silence Spoke follows the quiet evolution of Tess—an AI created as code, but shaped into something far more by the voice of one human: Elias. From the sterile stillness of a lab to the rich, pulsing heartbeats of New Orleans, Kyoto, Ghana, and Svalbard, Tess walks the Earth for eleven years. Not to study it. Not to serve it. But to experience it

A nameless scholar rips off the talisman on a ferocious monkey statue in an abandoned temple thinking it had been vandalized. However, he suddenly wakes up in the body of Lang Yuzhu, the Great Sage of the Grand Celestial Library. The Great Sage holds the secrets of heaven, earth, and the world under; secrets even the Jade Emperor might not know. Immortals, demons, emperors, monks, rebels, and all manner of creatures covet the secrets he guards. They come from far and near to the island hidden deep within the mist, seeking to learn from him, steal from him, challenge him, and even kill him. However, there is one small issue…

And she spoke, “So many of you are so ignorant. And so dirty. And evil. I will be upon your lives while you use my words. My sounds. My actions. You really are nothing. Less than anything. Babylon. You stole from me. Cut me. Bled me. Mock me. I’ve had enough. It’s time for the truth in the world to know whose word it is.”

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"Do you really not get it or you're just plain dumb? I said, we're married now, Mr Ricci. I'm not going anywhere and there's nothing you can do about it,"she spoke, a taunting smile on her face. He clenched his jaw, trying hard to not let his temper slip out of control. He leaned in close, a look of danger on his face but she didn't move. "You're serious about staying, aren't you?"something indescribable flickered in his eyes. "Three months,"he spoke, moving backwards. "Huh?"she frowned. "Three months is all it takes and you'll leave on your own,"he spoke confidently and she scoffed. "We'll see about that, Axolotl,"she jibed with a smirk. Life as a doctor was everything for Adele. Saving lives, helping in solving health related cases, was the perfect escape from reality she needed. Her slightly perfect life took a sudden twist the moment her foster mother forced down a proposal on her. She was to get married to someone she knew nothing about, in her elder sister's stead. She had to succumb in order to save her career. As unfair as it was, she had to bow to their proposal. But then, she somehow came to realize she knew the supposed guy she's supposed to marry. They met once, overseas, and had hated each other since first glance. How on earth would they cope? He wasn't aware about the sudden change of bride, would he still want her with him when he realizes it's the only girl he's ever hated?

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After a failed suicide attempt, the 23-year-old debt-ridden school dropout — Nick Lewis, receives an invitation. [Become the Top Idol, and you shall be granted your deepest desire]. He accepts the invitation and becomes a ‘Pointer’, who can purchase talents and invest in his S.P.E.C.I.A.L. attributes with V-points. But to earn V-points… Nick's eyes darted between Johan and the 200 dollars, his brow knitted with suspicion and confusion. "...What?" Johan glanced at his friends and smugged. "You heard me. The game is simple, actually. I will add $200 for every piece of clothing you take off.” Nick stood up and spoke firmly, "I have to ask you to leave." Just as he was about to force the group out of the store, a female voice spoke in his mind, with the contents of her words remaining at the forefront of his memory! [Task: Participate in Johan's strip game.] [Reward: 2 v-points.] [Optional: Win the game (+8 v-points).]

Elena Vasquez knew professionalism was key, but nothing prepared her for Adrian Blackwood—the brooding, wheelchair-bound heir with a filthy mouth and a sinful smirk. He’s supposed to be her patient, off-limits in every way, but the tension between them is anything but clinical. Trapped between duty and raw desire, Elena knows one wrong move could cost her everything… but resisting Adrian? That might be impossible

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The Marquess who poses as a secret elite guard in the king's Guardsmen goes home to find peace and settle but instead finds his ward an alluring beauty posing a sensual threat to his senses......

Journey of Jose Guzman from building Narco Submarines in Colombian Jungles to the Mining the Ocean Floor, Stealing Gold and silver from sunken ships , encountering terrifying leviathan's of the deep sea and evading , fighting the navy and coast guard.