Awake Thesaurus

Drunk, I lie on the lap of a beauty; awake, I command the power of the world. From being unknown to dominating the world, when Lin Fan looks back on the path he has traveled, it is all laid out by beautiful women!

[Warning: Mature Content, R18+] Georgia Lewis had a carefully planned future. Marrying her longtime billionaire boyfriend, inheriting stability after the tragic death of her brother, and raising her orphaned niece in peace. Her brother’s death at sea, bruised and thrown to the waves, was declared a drunken accident pinned on a disgraced ship captain. The case was closed, but the wounds never healed. Georgia is left to pick up the pieces: taking over their bankrupt business, dodging loan sharks, and the angry people whom her father and brother owe… in fear. When her wealthy fiancé proposes marriage, promising protection and financial freedom, she accepts, not only for love, but for survival. But everything was shattered in an instant. Georgia was pushed overboard into the midnight sea. Thought dead by everyone on the ship, she survives... barely... only to be rescued by the last man she ever wanted to see again— Captain Nicholas Knight, the man once accused of her brother’s murder. Stranded on his cargo ship, Georgia is forced to trust Nick as she recovers. He’s intense, stoic, and shockingly kind—nothing like the killer she imagined. As the days pass, she learns more about who Nicholas really was, but Georgia remains haunted by betrayal and secrets. Nick risks his life for her. With survival as their only priority, passion burns hotter than the sun. But despite his hunger for her, he refuses to take advantage. Instead, he vowed to protect her, not use her. He teaches her how to fight, how to survive—and how to trust again. Determined to protect Georgia, Nick finally steps into his destiny. But enemies are everywhere. As passion and danger collide, Georgia and Nick must fight for their future, outsmart powerful enemies, and uncover a murderous conspiracy hiding in plain sight. But revenge comes at a price, and so does love. Yet the more she resists him, the more addicted she becomes. And when the world wants to silence her… He’s the only one who’ll burn it down to save her. Excerpt: “Goddammit, wake up! Don’t you dare die on me! I swear, if you make me regret jumping from that fucking moving ship—!” Her lashes fluttered, blurred by seawater and tears. “Are you awake?” the voice came again. He was closer now, his breath warm against her cheek. “Can you hear me?!” “I’m begging you… Someone tried to kill me… Don’t tell anyone you found me…” His brows furrowed. “What…? Were you pushed overboard?” Georgia barely managed to nod. But her body had had enough. Her eyes rolled back, her fingers slipped from his shirt, and her head fell against his shoulder just as she whispered, “Yes…” Then the memories crashed back. Salt water, freezing winds, her body going numb in the ocean… “Oh good, you’re awake,” Nick said and strode toward the bed. “Don’t come any closer!” she hissed. "I swear to God, I’ll scream the ship down if you come one step closer, you pervert!” “I know you...” Nick stiffened. “What now?” “You murdering son of a bitch!” she roared. Georgia grabbed the nearest pillow and hurled it at him. “What the hell? Are you insane?!” he barked, dodging the pillow. “You’re Nicholas Knight! You killed my brother!” Seeing her trembling, he lifted her effortlessly. “Let go of me!” she shrieked, squirming violently. “Stop—shit!” Nick lost his balance. “Maniac!” she declared. That’s when he felt it. Something soft. Plush. His head dropped like a guillotine blade, fast and sharp. His eyes locked on his right hand, which was currently cupping her like he was holding a fragile fruit from the gods. His soul left his body. But his body betrayed him. He was as hard as rock in an instant… Eyes bulging, jaw dropping, Nick choked on a curse. “Fuck.” Too bad he whispered it directly into Georgia’s face. Georgia's knee rocketed upward like a heat-seeking missile. “How dare you touch me, you Captain Pervert! Murderer!” she hissed. Nick wheezed in pain, clutching his groin. “I saved your life…”

——— I woke up to fingers running gently through my hair. At first, I thought I was dreaming, until the lullaby began. Low. Melodic. But wrong. It was that same language I'd heard through the walls, the one that makes your stomach twist and your teeth clench. She sat on the edge of my bed, I can’t see her face; it’s swallowed by the dark. But her hand keeps moving, slow and rhythmic, stroking my hair like she’s lulling something else to sleep. Her eyes are half-closed, swaying as she hums that twisted tune. And then I realize— I forgot to turn on my bedroom light before falling asleep. I kept my breathing slow and shallow, pretending to sleep. limbs screaming to move, to run, but something in me knows: Don’t let her know you’re awake. Don’t move. The singing stops. She sniffles. A choked, trembling sob leaks through her lips. She starts crying quietly, like she’s trying not to be heard. Like she’s afraid. “No...” she whispers, her voice cracking like a child’s. “He still dreams like a child… still soft…” I almost convince myself she’s sleep-talking— Until her hand suddenly tangles in my hair and pulls. I flinched and let out a sharp gasp. "Mama—!" She goes still. Her grip loosened… then shifts. Her fingers wrapped tightly around my trembling arms. Her face inches closer. I can smell her breath,..warm, wrong, too close. Her eyes are wide with terror. Her voice shakes as she hisses: “Don’t say anything." "Don’t say a word anymore.” I was too scared to speak. I couldn't even nod. She held me like that for a long, shuddering moment. Her breath was hot and ragged against my cheek. Her hands were too tight, like if she lets go, I’ll vanish. Her eyes darting around the room. Then, like a switch flipping, she goes completely still. "Mom?" I whispered, so softly it barely made a sound. She was at eye level with me. But she wasn't looking at me. She looked past me. Behind me.... No... no. It’s happening AGAIN. . This is not a safe novel. It's a collection of short, self-contained stories, each chapter unraveling a new descent, a different nightmare. Some stories are brief. Others not so. No heroes. No clean endings. Just answers that should have stayed buried. Read alone if you must. But don't say we didn't warn you. Reader Warning: This series contains psychological horror, disturbing imagery, death, and paranormal themes. Reader discretion is advised. Each chapter is a self-contained story, perfect for short, spine-tingling reads.

"The more he sleeps, the stronger he becomes. Unfortunately, everyone else is wide awake—including his little sister." Ezrel Dormir was born tired. While other noble children trained, studied, and schemed for power, Ezrel just… napped. And napped. And napped. But behind his closed eyes lies a divine secret—“The Eternal,” a rare blessing that makes him stronger the longer he sleeps. His body barely grows, but his power does. Soon, a cult begins calling him a god. His tutors think he’s possessed. His classmates whisper rumors of miracles. And his sweet little sister? She's his most loyal worshipper… and possibly the most dangerous. All Ezrel wants is peace, privacy, and a nice, long nap. But in a world of ambition, obsession, and divine blessing, even rest can be a battlefield.

Valen is seventeen, broke, and utterly alone. After his parents' death, he drops out of school and sinks into quiet despair, surviving in the shadows of a forgotten city. One day, in a haze of grief, desperation, and a dangerously strong brew of coffee and... something else, he collapses—only to awaken in a world eerily similar to his own, but twisted, empty, and wrong. Somehow, the coffee gave him a doorway. Now able to travel between two worlds, Valen discovers his strange brew does more than just keep him awake—it changes reality. With nothing left to lose, he begins selling coffee from his rundown home, attracting customers who want more than caffeine... and drawing the attention of things not entirely human. To survive, Valen must uncover the secret behind his cursed drink, the eerie world it connects to, and the cost of staying awake too long.

Élise and Victor appeared to be the perfect couple — he, a charismatic billionaire CEO; she, the graceful and discreet woman by his side. But beneath the surface of luxury and success, their marriage slowly crumbled into silence, misunderstandings, and emotional coldness. When Élise can no longer bear living in a gilded cage, she files for divorce and sets out to rebuild her life far away from Victor’s shadow. Her departure jolts him awake: for the first time, Victor realizes he never truly knew how to love — and worse, he never really knew her. But what he knows now is that Élise is irreplaceable. Determined not to lose her forever, Victor begins a relentless pursuit to win her back. Yet, just as their hearts begin to stir again, a hidden truth threatens to reshape everything — Élise is carrying his child. Breaking the Chains: A Billionaire's Heart at Stake is a gripping 100-chapter saga that explores the emotional battlefield of a love on the edge. With themes of passion, betrayal, identity, and redemption, this contemporary romance weaves a story of broken hearts, powerful legacies, and the courageous journey toward healing — and true love reborn.

In a world where humans live under the watchful eyes of legendary Phoenixes, the fragile balance between dimensions is about to shatter. Alice, Ashen, Raven, and their friends get caught in a deadly game between ancient forces and futuristic threats; battling terrifying demons, unlocking forbidden keys, and navigating towers filled with danger where every choice means life or death. Born in a future where myth and tech collide, they uncover dark secrets behind gates that separate their world from demonic realms gates that only a golden key can open. But this key isn’t just a relic from the past; it holds a power that can rewrite destinies and bend reality itself. As they step deeper into the unknown, they must outsmart cunning demons, master mysterious power systems called “Tiers,” and face the shadows of their own hidden pasts. Time flows differently here what’s minutes outside could be lifetimes inside. Trust is fragile, and betrayal lurks closer than they think. Will they survive the trials ahead, or become pawns in a war beyond their understanding? The fate of their world and maybe all worlds hangs by a thread, and only the bravest will rise to challenge the legacy of the Phoenix.

All Winter Cross wanted was to escape the suffocating grip of her adoptive family — the largest and most powerful werewolf bloodline in existence. Tired of their rules, their violence, and the darkness that came with their world, she longed for freedom. So, she made a choice: to carve out a new life for herself far away from werewolf politics and power plays, and accept a quiet, stable job at Riggs Corporation. Just when she thought she had finally escaped the shadows of the werewolf life she so bitterly despised — a life she wanted no part in — fate intervened in the most unexpected form: her boss. Charming, enigmatic, and impossibly magnetic, he made her heart race in ways she couldn’t explain. Against every wall she had built, she fell for him — hard, deeply, and helplessly. What she didn’t know was that the man who stirred her every emotion and invaded her thoughts was hiding a devastating secret — he was the very Rogue her adoptive father had spent years hunting, the one threat that kept him awake at night. Her father’s worst nightmare… and her heart’s desire. Now, torn between love and blood, secrets and loyalty, how would he keep the truth from her — and when it finally came out, how would Winter bear the unbearable truth? That the man she had fallen madly in love with — the one who was equally, desperately obsessed with her — was not only a werewolf, but the enemy she had spent her whole life taught to hate?

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

There once was a Skeleton Demon King so dreadful that even the gods were vexed by him. “If you do our work for us, we’ll turn you into a human.” However, the gods deceived him with a fraudulent contract and sealed him away. “Now that the Demon King is gone, let’s eliminate all demons.” “For demon subjugation and evangelism alike, let’s entrust it to the precious [Saint] on our behalf.” “As for that insolent Skeleton Demon King… let’s torture him for life, imprisoned within a maggot.” That’s definitely what happened, and yet. “Oh my, baby Saint, you’re awake?” He had become the Saint? Moreover, the son of a Duke of the Holy Empire that sustains the gods? Then, if he destroys this country, won’t the gods also be destroyed? “Oh my, why does the baby Saint seem so pleased?” “Baby Saint, this is the hateful Skeleton Demon King’s toy. Would you like to break it once?” “The great gods have reclaimed everything from the Skeleton Demon King who insolently challenged a god despite not knowing his place.” …Let’s destroy this country. Let’s destroy it while taking the gods’ backbones as well.

He Was Buried For Centuries. Now, He’s Awake... And Hungry. Basid, an ancient vampire feared by kings and hunted by his own kind, has returned. But he's not after power or vengeance — he's after blood, chaos, and the final truth of his cursed origin. The vampire world is broken. Elders have vanished. Hunters rule with silver and fire. But one girl, untouched by his charm and marked by fate, might hold the key to either his rebirth or his doom. As kingdoms fall and old legends rise, Basid must choose — to become the savior of the night... or its final destroyer. > In this tale of blood, betrayal, and immortal hunger — only the strongest will survive. And only one will rule the darkness.

Alright, webnovel crew, let’s crank up the chaos and dive into the heart-pounding, edge-of-your-seat world of Chrono’s End! Picture this: a city called Velaris, trapped under a blood-red sky that’s been stuck in a menacing sunrise for years, like the universe hit pause on hope itself. The air’s thick with dread, and the clock’s ticking 54 minutes until the *Event*, some cosmic catastrophe ready to wipe the slate clean. But here’s the kicker: thanks to a genius named Dr. Chronos and his Speed Field, those 54 minutes stretch into 54 years. A whole lifetime to fight for survival if you’re fast enough to keep up. Enter Alex Thompson, the guy everyone’s written off as a total nobody. He’s a Norma, meaning no speed, no powers, just a plain gray cloak and a lifetime of side-eyes. In Velaris, speedsters are gods blazing through the streets with fire, lightning, or ice trailing behind them, battling nightmare creatures that claw their way through rifts in reality. These monsters aren’t just scary; they’re death incarnate—jagged claws, glowing eyes, and a hunger for blood that’s left entire districts in ruins. Five years ago, while Alex was frozen in stasis with half the population, these beasts tore through the city, and the speedsters, including his own family, fought to hold the line. Now, awake and out of place, Alex is the “Frozen Failure” a walking punchline to a world that worships velocity. His family? They’re legends: mom’s an earth-shaking speedster, dad’s a fire-wielding warrior, sister’s a water-bending prodigy. They love him, sure, but it’s the kind of love that comes with a side of pity and distance, like he’s a ghost from a past they’ve outrun. The city’s no kinder speedsters shove him aside, mock his slow steps, and laugh when he stumbles. But when a rift tears open in Horizon Plaza, spilling a towering, scale-covered horror with claws that could shred steel, Alex’s world flips upside down. This isn’t just another fight. The plaza becomes a warzone pavement cracking, screams echoing, blood staining the stones. The Sentinels, elite speedsters who glow like stars, are outmatched. One of them, Lira, goes down hard, her light fading as the creature looms over her. No one’s close enough to save her. No one but Alex. Against every instinct screaming at him to run, he charges into the chaos. Debris rains down, the rift’s energy warps the air, and the creature’s roar shakes his bones. He’s got no powers, no plan, just a ripped cloak and a stubborn spark of courage. As he slides beside Lira, pressing fabric to her glowing wounds, the monster turns its six dead-star eyes on him. Death is seconds away, and Alex knows it. But something stirs. Time itself hesitates a flicker, a heartbeat where the world slows, and he sees every detail: the creature’s dripping fangs, the flicker of Lira’s fading light, the desperation in his friends’ eyes. Is it his imagination, or is something impossible waking inside him? His best friends, Lily Windwhisper, whose gentle winds can barely stir dust, and Kael Emberstrike, a fire-fisted brawler who’d punch a rift shut if he could, leap in to save him. But the danger’s far from over. Behind the scenes, a cloaked figure watches from the shadows, their eyes glinting with malice. They’re pulling the strings, opening rifts, speeding up the end. And now, they’ve seen Alex seen that spark. He’s no longer just a failure. He’s a threat. With 54 years to save a crumbling world, Alex is about to discover a power that could bend time itself. But in a city of betrayal, where monsters lurk and trust is a luxury, one wrong move could end it all. Will he rise to fight the darkness, or will the clock run out, leaving his blood on the stones? Join Alex, Lily, and Kael in a race against oblivion, where every second is a battle, and every battle could be the last. The end is coming will you run with them?

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] "...I have to choose a King Consort right now?!" No sooner did the young woman from Earth awake in the body of Empress Isabelle of Nevremia than she was informed she'd have to choose a King Consort to keep her throne. While she was still trying to get used to her new body, new world, and new position, her advisors insisted she marry some stranger to retain her power. "But don't Empresses get to make the rules?" As Isabelle Von Nevremia. not only is she the revered empress of a powerful country, but she has access to a special status system, which allows her to read people's names, skills, moods, and even their kinks. As well as that, there's some kind of mysterious 'challenge' system that awards her 'skill points' for successfully completing challenges. ...But all the challenges are just seducing people. How tacky... "...If I'm going to be Empress, then I won't have a king! I'm going to have a harem!"

This story is kind of based on the Arthurian legend. ******* He was called many things. Bastard, the False King, The Traitor, Treacherous Knight. Sir Mordred was a villain, one who according to the prophecy of the grand wizard Merlin, would destroy the kingdom of King Arthur Pendragon. And he did but at the cost of his life. As he lay dying on the bloody ground of Camlann after the mighty clash between him and Arthur, a bloody tear fell down his face. All he wanted was to be acknowledged by his father but all the things he did eventually led to disaster. Now with death’s cold hands grasping him, he hoped for a short peace before the fiery rings of hell. But that was not the end of his journey. ******* “Hold up.” “What is that infernal noise?” “Oh my goodness! It's driving me crazy! And it's not stopping!” Mordred sprang awake, slamming his fist on the digital alarm clock on the nightstand. 'What in Merlin's Beard is happening!?', he thought when he realized something. Well, a lot of things. First of all. How the heck is he alive? Second. What is a digital alarm? That's when memories that didn't belong to him flooded his head. They felt familiar but everything was wrong. How the heck is Morgan Le Fay his sister? She was his aunt! And how is the wizard Merlin so young! “Oh. I get it now”. He, Sir Mordred has been reborn in the body of a different version of himself, in a modern and futuristic world where he is the youngest son of Arthur Pendragon. But even in this world, He is the hated son of the High King. "Now what?", Mordred realized that the world he is in now is different from his previous one, with the only familiar details being the names of the people he knew. “Oh? Are you still reading?” Mordred smiled, looking at the readers. “Well, how about you join me on this new crazy journey in a crazy new world of heroes, villains, monsters, and even gods?” “Are you ready?” "Let's go!" ********************************************** The story is loosely based on the Arthurian legend. I am only using the popular names but the plot is different. The story is purely fictional with a few things from the actual legend being incorporated along with some stuff from other popular works. The characters may have different personalities from the original ones from the legend. There will also be names that may seem quite familiar as well. The cover image doesn't belong to me. Please check out my other work: The First Deviation.

Aedric Leiyen, a legendary strategist and empire builder in the VRMMORPG *Dominion Genesis*, finds himself transported to a world eerily similar to the game he mastered. Awaking in the body of his in-game character, Aedric Leiyen von Vandemir, he discovers he now inhabits a massive, untamed island surrounded by treacherous seas. With the mysterious *Dominion System* at his disposal, he must gather resources, tame the land, and build a thriving kingdom from scratch. Armed with his strategic genius and knowledge of the game, Aedric embarks on a journey to forge an empire while uncovering the secrets of this magical world.

Eric is given the opportunity to modify/create a simulation-world for himself and others to experience. "He can add magic, rules, and other things to his new simulation-world and he can also change the laws of nature, physics, reality and anything else that he wants" when it comes to his simulation-world until the creation of his simulation-world is "completed with his "modifications, rules, and creations" "continuing after his simulation-world's completion" for "all who or that whenever are at his simulation-world"". He realized that he can connect "the simulation-world he created" to other "simulation-worlds that were created/modified by other people who were given the same opportunity". Immerse into the Simulation-multiverse as Eric and others realize the true nature of the opportunity that they were offered. The Simulation is simply a passtime so that the people don't have "prescious long parts of their lives whereby they're ""not being able to interact with people" and "not having great experiences in their lifetime""". It's like so that a “Hospital patient who wakes up 30 years after first being a Hospital patient” doesn't have to find out that they only have like 15 years left to complete their “bucket list”". They might otherwise feel deprived of the "life experiences that they could have had during those 30 years had they not been “not awake” as a Hospital patient”.

Eric is given the opportunity to modify/create a simulation-world for himself and others to experience. "He can add magic, rules, and other things to his new simulation-world and he can also change the laws of nature, physics, reality and anything else that he wants" when it comes to his simulation-world until the creation of his simulation-world is "completed with his "modifications, rules, and creations" "continuing after his simulation-world's completion" for "all who or that whenever are at his simulation-world"". He realized that he can connect "the simulation-world he created" to other "simulation-worlds that were created/modified by other people who were given the same opportunity". Immerse into the Simulation-multiverse as Eric and others realize the true nature of the opportunity that they were offered. The Simulation is simply a passtime so that the people don't have "prescious long parts of their lives whereby they're ""not being able to interact with people" and "not having great experiences in their lifetime""". It's like so that a “Hospital patient who wakes up 30 years after first being a Hospital patient” doesn't have to find out that they only have like 15 years left to complete their “bucket list”". They might otherwise feel deprived of the "life experiences that they could have had during those 30 years had they not been “not awake” as a Hospital patient”.

She was born broken. He was locked away. Together, they may be the end—or the beginning. Sheila McTwain has always been the shame of her powerful werewolf family—a twin without a wolf, a girl who never shifted, a disgrace marked by weakness. But when she’s abandoned to die at the cursed border of Silverstone, the land whispered to hold a mad, immortal lycan king, fate begins to unravel in ways no one could have foreseen. What should have been the end becomes the beginning of an ancient prophecy. Inside Sheila lies something long buried: a fragment of the Moon Goddess Selene’s very soul. As it stirs awake, memories not her own return, visions of a love that shattered the world—and a betrayal that nearly destroyed it. Now, hunted by shadows, haunted by a past she doesn’t understand, and drawn toward a man the world calls a monster, Sheila must uncover the truth about who she is… and what she was born to become. Because the Devourer is watching. The seals are breaking. And if she fails… All mythical races will fall with her.

A boy born from silence. A world shattered by screams. Angelo Walker once lived a quiet life with his family, trying to bury the mysterious powers clawing at the edges of his soul. But when monsters breach reality and tear apart everything he loves, his world collapses into darkness. Imprisoned. Broken. Reborn. As the void inside him stirs awake, Angelo must face the truth: To protect what's left, he may have to lose himself completely. In a war of forgotten gods, cursed generals, and dying cities, one boy stands at the edge of oblivion. Can he rise… or vanish into nothingness? (New chapters every Monday & Thursday) Want to stay ahead? patreon.com/NeroAngelo549 Love the story? Support the author: ko-fi.com/neroangelo90845

Max, on the brink of death from a Shadow Knight's blade, jolts awake to find himself back in his cramped old apartment. The date? The very launch day of "Game World"! The world hasn't yet been ravaged by monsters, giving Max a monumental second chance. With a decade of brutal experience under his belt, he's ready to rewrite history. But a twist awaits him. Instead of his unremarkable C-level talent, he awakens the mythical SSS-level 'Extraction' talent! This game-changer lets him rip items, talents, attributes, and skills right out of defeated monsters. [Talent Awakened: SSS-Level 'Extraction'!] [Talent: Extraction (Protection)!] Rank: SSS-Level Ding! D-Level 'Slime's Resilience' Skill extracted! Common Item 'Basic Slime Goo' extracted! Now, with this power, no monster, no darkness player, and no apocalypse stands a chance against him.

Elior Wynn thought he was just another orphan in a quiet, ordinary town. But when something deep inside him snaps awake, his world explodes - literally. Torn from the only life he’s ever known, Elior is thrown into a realm of magic, war, and secrets built on blood. Powerful factions are hunting him. Some want to use him. Others want him dead. All of them believe he’s connected to a prophecy tied to the return of a long-buried evil. He doesn’t know who he is. He doesn’t understand what’s inside him. But the more they try to control his fate, the harder he fights to escape it. They sent him away to protect the world. Now the world may not be ready for him.

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

When Leon opened his eyes, he wasn’t in his world anymore. He awoke in a body that wasn’t his, in a land where power is bound by sacred contracts — pacts with mythological beasts. Nobles reign with divine spirits. The weak struggle under their shadows. And then… there are the Némésis. Forbidden. Hunted. Cursed. Leon is one of them. Bound to Geri, the forgotten wolf of a dead god, his existence is erased from the world’s senses. No one sees his aura. No one senses his presence. He is a walking phantom — feared, rejected, and unwanted. Thrust into Célestienne Academy, a school for pact-bearers and elite heirs, Leon has no allies, no power, and no right to exist. But survival is no longer a choice. Secrets whisper in the dark halls. A past he doesn’t remember. A name that once belonged to someone else. And a death that wasn’t supposed to happen. They tried to silence the truth by killing the boy before him. They didn’t expect him to return in his place.

Kon, a swordmaster and leader of the guild Insanity Blue, was betrayed by his comrades right after finally killing the strongest boss of the game — the Tyrant Dragon. Before claiming his reward, the one-time wish, he was stabbed by Maki, his oldest friend in the game. Dying in that game means dying in real life. Soon after dying, Kon found himself awake. But the body was not his level 1000 swordmaster, nor was it his real body in the real world. He discovered he had been reincarnated in the body of his alt character. Kon swore revenge. They took his life, now it was his turn to take theirs.

One day, I was dying being stabbed by an “unsatisfied” client, leaving me in a cold dark alley with only my memories and regrets. I closed my eyes looking and my friend, the moon itself, my sole companion who will actually care for my final rest. The next day, I was awake and alive, in the same body type, but with a different face, a new name and in another place. I was not in that alley anymore, I was in an old vintage type of room. Next thing I knew, all the memories of the dead person whose body I took over came over me. Turns out, I, was now Amelia Cora Baker, a girl whose mother left her living in the family as a servant while she and her new family would get all the spoils and left Amelia to fed out of scraps. But I wasn’t going to let them use me as they see fit! I would avenge the original Amelia and impersonate her with my knowledge in business and marketing and get out of the house as soon as possible! My plan consists in getting out of the house, get a job or sell products as I see fit, find a place to settle down, create my own business and last but not least, stay away from snobby nobles and marriage proposals. Next thing I knew, I literally made my OWN Emporium! My life could not be better right? Wait, what do you mean that the pair of enslaved twins that I rescued, safely helped them and raised them, turned out to be big shots?! What?! You mean the baby girl who I found in the road was the lost princess of a neighbouring Empire?! Huh?! What do you mean that my little half-Elf boy became the new King of Elves? What’s next?! That the man that got me pregnant is actually the new Tyrant of this Kingdom?! . . . Oh no. . . . . . . Author’s note: If you are looking for: — A self-sufficient female main character — A unique plot — A mom-type of main character — Europe background — Steampunk technology — West Fantasy (elves, fairies, wizards,etc) You are in the right book! If you are looking for: — Cliche’s — Female main character who marrieds his one night stand. — Who is willing to be submissive to men. — Asian or East culture plot. Am afraid you’ll have to look for such book(s) else where. —————— 2nd author’s note: I left the story for so long, that I feel the need re-write it. I will rewrite. I suggest you keep an eye open for old chapters before new ones.

IN THE WORLD OF IMMORTAL A BOY AWAKE A SYSTEM CAN HE RULE THE WORLD WITH THE HELP OF SYSTEM LET'S SEE

Hua Jing was on top of the world. On the day she was to receive her Lifetime Achievement Award, she was involved in an accident which made her go into a coma. When she opened her eyes, she realized she was not in her original world but a world that was very unfamiliar! As soon as she opened her eyes, someone said by her ears, "Young miss! You are finally awake! Thank God. We can now begin preparations for your honeymoon!" Hua Jing was surprised. Honeymoon? What honeymoon? She was a proud single woman after that idiot Xu Ming had cheated on her so there was no way she could be married! When her senses fully return, she realized she has been transmigrated into a different universe and she truly has a husband and what was more surprising, her husband has six more wives! What a cheater! She clicks her tongue as she chases him away on the date he was to spend the night in her chambers! Her maid quickly shouts, "Young madam! You cannot treat the Prince of the Kingdom like this! Prince? Did she just say Prince? Hua Jing is confused. She desperately wants to go back! When she finally sees the Prince's real face, she realized he resembles someone from her other universe! Isn't that her enemy number one, the big star Fu Jing Rong? Oh Lord, how could that unreasonable man be her husband! Unacceptable! Totally unacceptable! ... My work is participating in a Contest. Please support by adding to your library.

Chu Xi is famous for chasing school hunk, average grades, for bullying those who date the school hunk. Condemned by the school mates she goes abroad to lead a peaceful life. After coming back Top idol : "She is my sister" Medical big shot : "She is my successor" God Xu : "She is my idol" The certain school hunk : "Wife, you kept me waiting many years. This is your time to pay the debt. Let's marry" Unable to cope up more with the rumors Chu Xi counterattacks those evil people. Let us experience the face slapping ceremony.

[The first fifty or so chapters are basically, in some way, a slice of life. MC walking his own pace. The story gets serious after some time.] [Two chapters a week!!] Frizz never really had any big ambitions, yet he was never content with his life. He longed for excitement but lacked the motivation to look for one. After recently graduating college. He squandered his opportunities, wasting his potential. An unmotivated, lazy, and boring person. Effort was an alien concept to him, preferring to idle by. Then an opportunity arrived. A system and but that's it. No gates opening, no mystical equipment, no fantastical monsters, and no gods with schemes. Just a cold, mechanical interface in a world drowning in mundane horrors: corruption, crime, and the soul-crushing grind of life. For the first time, he’s wide awake and with the System's perks, he's ready to smash his dull life to the ground. However, he's not the only one playing this game…

Jack Johnson is jolted awake in his dorm room by a blinding flash of light. As his vision clears, he finds a radiant woman floating at the centre of his room Deyanira, the goddess of magic. She claims he has been chosen as her champion in a divine contest: a deadly game where only one mortal representative will survive to help their god ascend and rule the pantheon. Thrust into a world of magic, rivalry, and cosmic ambition, Jack must outwit and outlast the champions of rival gods. Will he rise to the challenge, or become just another casualty in the gods’ ruthless game of ascension?