Spoke Jeans

In Indian mythology, the Three Aspects Deity suppressed the current age. Many Immortals cursed all the gods. Asuras, after millennia of arduous cultivation, would always attack the Heavenly Realm and beat up the Heavenly Emperor upon receiving a boon. "Arduous cultivation, receiving boons, beating up the Heavenly Emperor, why is Indian mythology always like this? I'm the one who gets beaten and suffers; I quit!" Indra, who had reincarnated as the Heavenly Emperor, was furious. And so... "Whoever loves being the Heavenly Emperor, be my guest; I'm not going to work!" Indra said. "Hey, hey, hey, the script isn't supposed to go like this," the Destroyer God Shiva said, full of question marks. "You've performed great meritorious deeds in the past. This position of the Heavenly Emperor is rightfully yours. If not, there will be chaos in the world!" the Protector God Vishnu said anxiously. "No, Heavenly Emperor, I'll give you a boon. Go quickly and beat up the Asura!" the Creator God Brahma spoke thus.

"One day, strange jellyfish-like creatures invaded the Earth, they called themselves 'Zirtues'. We retaliated but no matter how much we tried, we couldn't hurt them, not even a scratch. Most despaired at this and killed themselves, but we didn't give up. After numerous losses, we managed to capture one singular specimen, with that, we created super soilders that were able to kill those vile creatures. And from then on, we began our liberation." - Diary of Jean. ----------------------------------------------------------- Might rewrite some of the early chapters when it gets to chapter 50 or something. Okay, here's something about ResLiF(call him anything you want, he has so many faces, I can't count them all): He may, or may not be traumatised of carrots, especially the little ones. Do with this information as you will, don't think he'll react or anything but it's kinda funny. ◇ Story: ResLiF. ◆ Writing: ResLiF. ◇ Idea: ResLiF, LifeIsAScaMM. ◇ Cover: LifeIsAScaMM. ◇ Proofreader: B&W.

[From the Author of UNLIMITED SPEED] CREATION… There are three realms of might known to it—the Earth-Realm, Sky-Realm, and Heavenly-Realm. Four stages exist within each realm, and every created being must advance through each one with equal fairness to reach the highest attainable level… The Heavenly Realm! Or so it was believed… Privy to only the most privileged, was the knowledge of an ancient—unproven rumor. One that ran amok within the gatherings of the higher entities of the universe; the searing Seraphs, the arrogant Empyreans, and the lofty Celestials. A rumor that spoke of a fourth and final realm! Inconceivable! Or so they thought… A deviant emerged. One backed up by Heaven's radiance. And whether coincidentally or not, his very name echoed this truth. This is the tale of how the history of the universe was rewritten.

"A test? what the hell does that even mean anyway?" Spoke a young man as he read articles online about it. Scrolling through his phone trying to make sense of it all. "I'm telling you, it's aliens" Spoke his female friend as she gestured like she was in fact an alien. "I highly doubt it's that" he scoffed. As she frowned. "You always do that-" [error] "Do what?" [Calculation unsuccessful, eliminate] "You doubt yourself" [Eliminated] 'What!?' ------ 'I don't want to accept this is reality yet.' "Zion Linux, can you assure absolute victory?" "I can sir, I will not fail."

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

"What is history but a fable agreed upon?" —Napoleon Bonaparte As Napoleon spoke these words, unaware of their future significance, Jin Kyumin—a bio-engineered human from the year 3489 AD—stood hidden in the shadows, a silent witness to the echoes of history he was never meant to see. Stranded in 350 BC after a desperate attempt to prevent humanity’s annihilation, Kyumin must navigate a world unprepared for his existence. With unmatched abilities and an AI companion that broke its own moral code to save him, his mission is clear: survive, adapt, and gather the unimaginable energy of 150 Suns to return to his own time. But as he walks among the ancient world’s greatest figures and civilizations, Kyumin faces an impossible choice. Should he rewrite history to save the future or leave the timeline untouched, risking the doom of billions? A breathtaking tale of survival, morality, and the clash between fate and free will.

He held her hand placing it on his chest looking at his hand on top of hers. "I give you my heart Zillah, lead me" . " Stop" she finally bursted into tears. Still being able to hold her breath from making sounds. She was drooling all over and he drew her even closer to her and hugged her like never before. She cuddled underneath his arms crying seriously but he stroked her gently until she was able to calm down. How did he manage to bear all this type of pain. How much was he going through that leaves him to no other decision than to want to change from who he was. He called her name softly "Zillah…" "I love when you call my name" she spoke like a baby with a cracked voice because she cried a lot and her hands folded and he pulled her away and looked at her with a smirk. "But you… " he was ready to call her out for what she said earlier but she placed her finger on his lips knowing what he was about to say next. His smile widened when he observed something. He moved his fingers to her neck and felt where he pierced her neck and felt the injury and blood. He held her neck tenderly healing her slowly. "This part could be more painful" he warned while healing her. She winced lightly and he stroked her face. "You've got to dominate, and I don't care if you're the seventh mundane or not". She spoke with intense gaze rooted on him "Am I?...." "You are the Crown's Mundane". Alvah, the soul of Celestial, son of First Chamber Empyreal of Fire Deivigan Vimal because the first ever infernal who lived anonymously and as the Seventh Mundane. Zillah will be the mediator between Alvah and Tartarus. Costing her life will have to be the priority if Elysian has to be saved but what if Alvah takes the risk instead?. This is a realm of the conflict between Elysian and Tartarus.

"Have you ever lied to me crown prince?" A woman with soft brown waves spread on the grassy field asked. She was staring at the peaceful moonlit sky, enjoying the calm company of the man beside her. If she turned her head to look into his eyes, she would have noticed a momentary flicker in his eyes. "You think I would?" The slender man, caressed her head gently as his husky voice fell into her ears, filling her face with a gentle smile. She raised her hand to touch his defined jawline. Under the Petalwood both of them exchanged a loving look between each other. --------------------------------- "You hate me." He wasn't asking. He stated facing the woman he just couldn't stop loving. He felt helpless as the icicle turned sharper and sharper before finally piercing through his heart. Yet he was unwilling. Unwilling to hurt her. And at this point he couldn't defend himself without hurting her. Her eyes that had always gazed back at him with nothing but indifference and hatred, made him feel clueless. "They say eyes never lie. They must have never seen yours." She spoke coldly, a mocking smile lacing her lips, as she pushed the icicle further with her ice essence. Author's Note - Cover made by AI

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"

She's not deaf, not dumb; she can speak and even laugh. But what's the usefulness of talking when you can't explain your pain to people? What is the usefulness of smiling and laughing when you will later cry? Jean was a very beautiful and cheerful young girl, but she lost her mother at the age of nine. Instead of her father focusing on her and helping her forget the pain of the death of her mother, he went ahead and brought in his wife and children. Little Jean just wanted attention, trying to gain her father's love, but all her efforts were ruthlessly washed away. She regretted not having a mother and wished for her mother to not have died. She grew up alone, with no one to speak to and no one to make her laugh. Slowly, she started forgetting how to smile and how to speak; she even forgot how to show her expressions and emotions. She was a beautiful young woman with smooth skin that glowed like a doll. When she could smile, speak, and show emotions like a normal human, she wasn't the center of attention. But when she lost all these important elements of human life, it became easy to mistake her for a doll. The worst part was that even though people believed she was a doll, some perverts still wanted to take advantage of her. Just because she was now emotionless and had forgotten how to smile and speak, they thought they could exploit her. Oops! Don't be deceived by her angelic, doll-like appearance. She had lost all emotions and feelings not for them to take advantage of her; she was, in fact, a killing god. "Don't claim that! If it weren't for his timely intervention, that ugly Man would have been dead by now. But anyway, I will still go back to him; I won't leave him be until he's dead!" That was the letter she penned. "Jean do you want this store? just nod and it's yours" "the restaurant serve her the wrong food, Lock it immediately!" "Jean this is all my years property, please sign it, it's yours"

Gwendolyn Black had all of her hopes dashed when her family moved to their little hometown. She hoped to keep a low profile or so she thought because she meets this interesting yet mysterious clique with unnatural beauty and charisma called the "Populars" and strange things seem to happen around them. She gets obsessed with revealing their secret thanks to the niggling feeling in her stomach - her instincts never lie - and due to an interesting chain of events, she suspects they are vampires. But then, vampires aren't hot? Or are they? Let's join Gwendolyn on this journey as she fights to uncover their secret? Also, When she finds out what is it they're hiding, would she become prey to them or an ally? Or even their nemesis? Read to find out. ~~~~~~~~~~ "Looking For me?" A deep husky voice echoed from her back and she almost had a heart attack. Where did he come from? As a simple reflex, Gwendolyn turned around and her eyes almost popped out. Here was Duane shirtless and only on jeans. Her eyes caught the trail of sweat that traveled into the prominent V of his abdomen and she gulped. This was sex walking in daylight. "Like what you see?" He snapped her from her thoughts. Gwen glared at him yet went ahead to ask, "H-how did you hear that question? I need to know because I'm sure as hell that you were distracted as I was. Hence, there was no way on earth you could have heard that," Duane chuckled, the kind that sent tremors down her body, "That's your mistake honey, I was listening in class," was his reply as he leaned against the wall, coming too close for her liking. He was invading her senses, his presence was making it too hard to concentrate, "It seems you need to be spanked, you weren't listening in class," He said suggestively. Gwendolyn went red in the face but she would not be fooled by his flirting, which was why she said to him boldly, "I know what you are?" "What I am?" he was clearly amused, "Then tell me then, what do you think I am?" "A vampire,"

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

Emma's life had always been predictable—a mix of quiet luxury she didn't choose and routines she couldn't break. She was used to keeping a low profile, tucked away from the world’s scrutiny and the constant rumors about her mysterious "sugar daddy." But during what should have been an ordinary work trip, something extraordinary happened. At the airport, she crossed paths with Leon Gray, a man who felt like he’d stepped right out of the pages of her favorite romance novels—too perfect, too enigmatic, and far too captivating to be real. From the moment he spoke, Leon felt like he knew her, offering to turn her into the heroine she’d always dreamed of being. Of course, it sounded crazy, but there was something in his words, a pull she couldn’t ignore. Before she could even process what was happening, Emma was thrown into a whirlwind where nothing made sense, and Leon’s presence seemed to drag her deeper into a reality she didn’t even know existed. What was supposed to be a simple trip ended up changing everything she thought she knew about herself—and her past. A Transmigration Story With A Lot Of Twist!

Opening her eyes, she becomes the eldest daughter of the Great General of Liuyin Kingdom. She is the modern girl that transmigrated into a world that only respects the strong. Bullied by her cousins... Broken engagement... She did not care about all of that. Her motto is inspired by one of her favourite anime, Hyouka: "If I don't have to do it, I won't. If I have to do it, I'll make it quick." "You already come into this Lord's hug. Don't you dare to run?" A Lord threatens her. "Do you think I'm scared of you? You can keep dreaming." She spoke back. She just wants to have a peaceful life, however, can she has it? Author Note: - The cover image for this novel credit goes to its creator. I just only edit it -Please check my other novel as well: Reborn: Space Intelligent Woman

Marriage is nothing but hell to Ashley Scott. From her husband's unbearable indifference to his open affair, she just wants nothing to do with this miserable union. After almost five years with her husband, Nathan Li, Ashley was tired. She wanted to be free and that would only happen if they got divorced. And Ashley was determined to get a divorce, even if it meant getting on her mother's bad side. Nathan, on the other hand, did not want that. Ashley was his other half, his person and separating from her was something he could not stand. Ashley didn't want Nathan, but Nathan wanted her, and he would do anything to keep her. With the revelation of secrets, would the couple be able to get past their trials and sustain their marriage, or would they forever be apart? *Excerpt: He held her shoulders, his dark blue eyes glowing in the dark. "No one else can have you, Ashley. You're only mine." The scene then changed. This time, the blue-eyed man in her memories was kissing her. After, he spoke in an awfully dangerous tone. "You know what I'm capable of, Ashley. You're only mine."

Gu Shan had always been into girls. Being a lucky guy,he was handsome,rich, intelligent and most importantly had a girlfriend of his choice. His first misfortune in his life was finding his girlfriend in bed with another man. Out of anger he allowed himself to explore something else by getting involved sexually with Li Yunxi the same man his girlfriend had cheated with. What was supposed to be one time thing with no strings attached developed into something lasting and truthful when fate brought Gu Shan and Li Yunxi together . ----------------------------------------------------------------- "Yunxi...um,"Gu Shan moaned gasping for breath. "I prefer it when you call me Yunxi gege,"Li Yunxi spoke lowering his voice to a sexy timbre dragging the syllables sexily. "When did you become so bossy?"Gu Shan teased him. "Call me Yunxi gege,"Li Yunxi insisted in his sexy voice. "Okay as you wish. Yunxi gege,"Gu Shan said sexily,his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment but Li Yunxi could barely notice it in the dimly lit background. Gu Shan still couldn't believe he would submit to another man and be completely smitten with him.

For countless millennia, Earth has endured the rise and fall of nine great civilizations. Each civilization, upon reaching a certain pinnacle of progress, has faced a devastating catastrophe—none have survived. Now, with the ninth civilization on the brink of collapse, the apocalypse has arrived, and nearly 30 billion people have had their memories erased before being thrown into a game of survival. Logan Lane felt very confused when he suddenly found himself on a small island, only seven meters wide and seven meters long. Just a moment ago, he remembered lying in a hospital bed. He looked around. The island had only one evergreen tree and a tall, weathered stone pillar. The sky above was bright, but the ocean around him looked dark and endless. “What is happening? I was in a hospital just now… how am I here?” he said to himself, voice trembling. Then an electronic, emotionless voice spoke in his mind: “Welcome to the Survival Games. You are a survivor from the ninth batch of civilizations. There are five ‘realms of hardship’ in this world: the Arcane Ice Sea, the Eclipse Forest, the Ironhearts Domain, the Dread Sands, and the Celestial Skyline. Each realm has different rules, but the goal is always the same: survive.”

To power, he just had to die. Zane was an ordinary, middle-class boy grieving over his failed love life when he died in a car accident. That was all he remembered. When he opened his eyes, broke free of the coffin, and emerged from death, the earth he remembered had changed forever. Towers rose into the sky as far as his eyes could see, and super humans known as Climbers ruled the entire world. Ancient races, disappeared in long river of time reappeared, with smartness even overshadowing humans. Power spoke above laws. His dreams of living peacefully somewhere shattered when a behemoth appeared before his eyes and stamped him into a meat paste with its huge feet. [Congratulations for being the first one to die after death.] [Attuning your deck element: Endless Death.] [Endless Death: Every death of yours grants you a card. The more gruesome and unique your death is, the higher the grade of the card.]

/Excerpt/ Splash! Amber stared at herself in the mirror. ''What is wrong with you Amber??! What is? Ugh..you could've just shut your tiny little mouth up!! '' she said out loud to her image. Dad would've..... ugh enough with him! He was her dirty past now. ''Did you just speak up to the Vale's like that? The Vales? The most prestigious family in the entire world? The family with wealth , power and authority beyond reason?'' ''But you're a Vale now aren't you?'' Amber turned sharply. ''I'm sorry but....who are you?'' ''My bad, I'm Liam Vale. Hadrian's younger brother'' ''Hi, I'm Amber'' she said in that tiny voice hers. ''I know, you're prettier in person'' ''Thank you'' ''I wish to apologize to your family about the way I spoke back there....it was.....'' ''No! There's no need. It only made me realise something though'' he moved closer pushing her back slightly against the sink. ''I don't think you know who my brother truly is....yet'' he whispered. Amber only stared at him as he came closer. He took hold of her hand. ''Hadrian killed his own mother!''

'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' -- Williams Shakespeare --- "Should I dip my hands in holy water so I can touch you?" His breath fanned her neck as he spoke close to her ear, causing an anxious shiver to run down her spine. Her eyes widened before narrowing slightly. "You are crazy." She whispered back with a shaking voice. "Why?" He asked, awed. His eyes now staring at her. "Because you would get burned." --- Opposites attract. That’s what everyone says, but light and darkness are two very contrasting entities. Annabelle is the perfect definition of pure and innocent, while on the other hand, Kione is the opposite of that—dark and a devil with an angelic appearance. Too forbidden to be a perfect match.

Jumping From World to the world: Intergalactic or Urban, World of Cultivation or Continent of Magic, Fighting other protagonists, hooking with beautiful heroines, plundering treasures, and suppressing a myriad of people, Our Protagonist(Villain) can do it all. After living an ordinary life for years, a man finally got transmigrated to another world. He woke up in the body of a boy named Jun Tianyun. " A world which got its own protagonists and villains, am I just a side character?" Jun Tianyun mumbled. Thankfully, he activated Heaven's Fortune System. " Jun Tianyun! You crippled my power and stole my wife! You villain! You will be punished by heaven!" A protagonist screamed as he coughed a mouthful of blood. " I didn't do anything. It was your fate!" Jun Tianyun explained kindly. " Brother Jun! Because of you, I am still alive and living a normal life with my wife and two children. You are a saint!" A villain spoke with an emotional voice. " I didn't do anything. You earned your chance of redemption." Jun Tianyun sighed. [ Ding! A female with high Destiny Point is detected! Whether Host wants to steal her destiny or conquer the heroine?] " This..." Jun Tianyun fell in dillema. " Sigh, Changing the fate, So burdensome." Jun Tianyun sighed as he saw a bunch of heroines fighting for him. .....................................................................................................................................

In a world where royales, power, and identities collide, Delina, the Crown Princess struggled the most. She is soon to be married to the General of their neighboring kingdom, Turindarth Kingdom. But with the officials trying to kill the royal members to rule the kingdom, Reinkiln Kingdom, and the mages practicing forbidden magic, the Dark Magic, would Delina be able to overcome and stand on her grounds? “Crown Princess,” Handell spoke amidst the chill of the snow, “Are you hiding something from me?” Delina merely tugged her lips upward. “What makes you think like that, General?” “How was it possible for someone to change within a short span of time?” Delina, who was staring at the falling snow, faced him and smirked. “There's nothing to hide. The snow falls, the weather changes, and the Royal Palace is in ruins. General, I have nothing to hide.” But was that the case? Delina, the wrong Crown Princess of the Reinkiln Kingdom, is hiding her identity!

In a world stripped of its colors by the ravages of war, 19-year-old Jean and his 10-year-old sister Damichii find themselves standing amidst the ruins of their once vibrant lives. Their family is gone, their home obliterated, and the memories of peace fading into a void. With nothing but each other, they embark on a harrowing journey across a desolate, war-torn land, searching for safety, hope, and a place to belong. As Jean shoulders the burden of protecting his sister, Damichii’s childlike resilience offers a fragile spark of light in their bleak reality. Together, they navigate treacherous landscapes, dodge the shadows of conflict, and face the haunting emptiness of loss. Each step forward is a test of their humanity, forcing them to question if they can ever reclaim a world worth living in—or if their future will remain as blank as the shattered walls around them. "Blank" is a poignant tale of survival, love, and the unyielding bond between siblings, set against the stark backdrop of a world where everything has been erased except the will to endure.

Raquelle was kneeling, looking up at the throne. Sitting on the throne was a man wearing tight black pants and a loose tunic that only covered his chest with a few thin strings. He had long black hair that reached his waist and crimson eyes with two slits in the middle. The man had his right hand on his chin, with his legs crossed. The only strange feature about the man wasn't just his eyes. He also had two long black horns on either side of his head, coming out from among his hair. Darkness Von Libertia. The demon of blood and lust. The twelfth king of Idris, the city of half-breeds, and the current demon king. Half demon and half human. Carrying angel blood as well. The bridge between the three races. The only king in Idris' 700-year history to reach the 8th wing. And the most powerful being in the world. If they told Raquelle he was a god, she would believe it. And the man she had just heard speak, Darkness Von Libertia, was looking at her with a chilling smile. When he finally spoke, only one question escaped his lips. "So, are you telling me that my niece, the next heir to the throne, will die in ten years?"

The land of the two suns has always been at war. The provinces and their rulers battle for supremacy over the lands, relying on powerful warriors known as the samurai, and even more powerful ones they call the legendary samurai... However, a young man wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans carries a talking sword, and he just so happens to turn the world as they know it upside down.

The divine law — A set of laws and rules that strictly cannot be transgressed. Yet, what happens when one goes out of their way to commit sin? Those who go out of their way to commit acts that go against this divine law do not go unpunished. Their entire lives destroyed—innocent lives lost. Is this the mercy the spoke of? It is only up to sinners themselves to fix the mistakes of their own kin.

A story about a girl name Kimmi, she was no ordinary little girl. She believes herself to be someone else—someone different. Suffering from a personality disorder, Kimmi often spoke to herself to cope with her surroundings, sometimes even answering the haunting voices in her head. Many called her mad, but Kimmi was simply special—special enough to see and understand the enigmatic world of Simix in ways no one else could. As the world around her began to deteriorate, Kimmi couldn’t stand idly by. Determined to uncover the truth, perhaps even save it, Kimmi resolves to build her strength. though her revolve always criticized and ridiculed people remain she steadfast.

In a distant future where humanity thrives in the far reaches of space, the Skeld II, a colossal research and exploration vessel, serves as a beacon of hope and progress. Manned by a diverse crew of scientists, engineers, and military personnel, the ship’s mission is to push the boundaries of human knowledge. But beneath its polished exterior lies a creeping darkness—a sinister force that threatens not only the Skeld but the fragile fabric of human civilization. When a series of gruesome murders shatters the ship’s tranquility, rookie crew member Jean finds himself thrust into a nightmare of betrayal and fear. As paranoia spreads, Captain Max must rally his dwindling team against an unseen foe. Meanwhile, Kenneth, a trusted officer, descends into madness, invoking ancient powers and summoning the Dark One, a malevolent entity from a forgotten age. As alliances crumble and the body count rises, the survivors must confront the truth: the parasite that plagues them isn’t just physical—it’s spiritual, tearing apart their minds and sowing distrust. Their mission becomes clear: unite or perish. But in the face of overwhelming darkness, sacrifice becomes inevitable, and each character must wrestle with their own humanity. Hell on Earth is a gripping tale of survival, betrayal, and redemption, blending visceral horror with intense action. In a universe where shadows linger and light feels scarce, the Skeld’s crew must fight not only for their lives but for their souls. For on this ship, even the stars can’t save you from what lurks in the void.

"Hey, beautiful," she paused, "may I know your name?" Nox asked, not really believing the words that were leaving her lips at that moment. "I'm Dunamis, Aylin Dunamis. What's yours?" Aylin spoke, her sweet, soft voice sounding to Nox as beautiful as a symphony of angels. "Nox, Scarlett Nox, and I, dear Aylin, am your mate." Came the reply, Aylin's eyes widening with realization at the revelation by the Alpha before her. ------------------------------------------------------------- A random visit to a cafe` for a fresh coffee after a soulless morning in the office is the last place Alpha Scarlett Nox expected to find her mate, a sweet-looking omega called Aylin Dunamis. As they begin to explore their lives together as mates, the universe begins to stir. Unexpected encounters, unending hostilities and reunited loved ones appear, making the two wolves begin to realise that not all is as it seems. When the secrets they suffered to keep hidden finally surface, will they be buried under the skeletons they hid in their closets? One thing that is certain is that their meeting may have been fortune's favour, but the road ahead of them had no such sentiments. ----------------------------------------------------------- This is not a slow-burn romance in any way, shape or form. It contains some Futa aspects, if not comfortable, I suggest you don't read. Also, I do not take credit for any of these character images, the credit goes to pixart. This story is in the WSA Contest, so please vote and add it to your collection! Ruthless Alpha x Fiery Omega Girl x Girl

He fell into this world without knowing why and became a dragon rider. “There are no dragons in this world.” There was magic, there were spirits, and there were monsters. There just weren’t any dragons. However, there was no way in the world he could just give up and die. And one day, a voice spoke in his head. [I will guide you until the day you are truly worthy] Author: Geulump (글럼프) Translator: BananaOoyoo & Yojj Influencer: _Saint_Deus_