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At the Edge of the Void… A soft blue light hums, pulsing with energy, its robotic voice ringing with purpose. > "Do you accept me, System 0404, the Harem-Building System?" A young man in his twenties, eyes shining with excitement, eagerly responds: > "YES!" The blue light flares— The universe shifts— The binding process begins— DING! > [System Successfully Bound to…] …Daphne Han? ??? ??? *** System: "If you’re going to RUIN the harem-building mission, I’m not helping you!" Daphne: "Okay, I’ll just win without you." System: "…Wait, what?" *** World one: Male Lead: "Why are my offers disappearing?!" Daphne: "Oh? Maybe you just weren’t talented enough." System: "YOU CAN’T JUST DELETE THE PROTAGONIST!" - Actress #1: "Wait, I actually love acting, not this forced romance subplot?" Actress #2: "Oh wow, working under Daphne is way better than chasing ML’s validation." Male Lead: "WHERE DID MY HAREM GO?!" System: "DON'T RUIN THE PLOT!" - Villainess: "What do you want in return for everything?" Daphne: "You." System: "NOOOO, SHE’S SUPPOSED TO BE HIS FINAL LOVE INTEREST!" World two: Emperor: "You were supposed to compete for my favor!" Daphne: "Nah. I’m the one with favor now." Heroine: "Can I join your court instead?" System: "THAT'S NOT HOW HAREM DRAMAS WORK!" *** CEO: "I was supposed to be her fate!" Demon Lord: "SHE WAS SUPPOSED TO REDEEM ME!" Imperial Prince: "What do you MEAN she’s not interested in me anymore?!" System: "THIS IS NOT HOW THESE STORIES WORK." NB: Currently 6 worlds/arcs (more to come) Yuri/GL No harem Female alpha? Futa? Won't you find out. Updates weekly

The universe is not silent. Beneath the infinite expanse of stars and nebulas, there lies a rhythm, a symphony of creation that hums through the fabric of existence. From my vantage point in the observatory—a citadel of obsidian suspended high above the celestial tapestry of the Felox Universe—I feel it, vibrating beneath my feet. Before me, a holographic panorama unfolds, revealing countless galaxies, each a cradle of life or a monument to ruin. It is breathtaking, immense, and fragile. I am Arinath Alfahiem, the new Origin Being, and the weight of an entire universe rests upon my shoulders. For the past century, chaos has reigned. The Felox Universe, once a harmonious mosaic of worlds, has unraveled into a tumultuous sea of ambition and power. My own ascension—shaped by the transfer of the Origin Being's legacy—left a void that the cosmos was unprepared to fill. Without balance, worlds descended into turmoil. Beings of entropy, the Devourers from the Abyss, found cracks in the universe's defenses, while mortal rulers, drunk on newfound supernatural powers, unleashed devastation in their quests for dominance. The twelve Universal Administrators—stalwart beings of immense wisdom and strength—have fought valiantly to stem the tide. But even their combined efforts falter before the magnitude of the growing disorder. The task of restoring equilibrium cannot be achieved through strength alone. It requires something greater: guidance, understanding, and restraint. My role as Origin Being is not to rule with an iron fist or to mold the universe in my image. It is to nurture, to guide, to maintain the fragile balance that sustains existence. Yet this is no simple task. Direct intervention, though tempting, risks tipping the scales further into chaos. Instead, I walk among mortals, veiling my power, learning their struggles, their dreams, and their fears. It is among them that I find the seeds of hope—the champions and apostles who will carry the universe's burden alongside me. My purpose is clear: to preserve the Felox Universe, to shield it from unraveling, and to ensure its equilibrium. But I must tread carefully, for too much interference would shatter the very balance I seek to maintain. In a cosmos teetering on the edge of ruin, my greatest challenge lies not in wielding my immense power but in knowing when to stay my hand. This is the story of balance. The story of a universe in chaos and a being who seeks to heal it—not by force, but by wisdom, choice, and the careful orchestration of destiny. This is my first novel, Happy Reading.

Life's a bitch but I'm a bigger bitch Kesha is a difficult person to be with, she is different and hates everyone, building a fence around her heart. Painful experiences from the past, bad occurrences has made her harder and difficult to please. Sebastian moved to a new country, different and new people, he falls in love Kesha and tries to win her over. Will she accept him? Will she learn to love him? Will she be finally accept him? With the lovely childhood and all the love Kesha couldn't get, will Sebastian be able to win her over excerpt: I am not your everyday teenager. Well I am sixteen and a whore. I guess that makes me a Villain. I would look mad ass sexy in a Villain suit. "You have to learn to knock mom. You do not want to see me in bed with a boy, fucking my brain out"I snapped at her walking out of the bathroom. Excerpt : Just drive us to my sudden doom" I said and placed my legs on the dashboard. My top might have ridden up a little and I just could not possibly stop myself from grinning whenever I caught him staring "Does someone love my tattoos?" I asked with a teasing smile and a silly look plastered on my face "They are beau--ti--ti--ti--ful--ful" he stammered and held the steering wheel tighter "Cats got your tongue or are you just nervous around a sexy thing like me" I said and purred, enjoying how he was getting red. He was a tough one, he refused to stare at me, he just kept his focus on the road. "Awww, am I not tempting enough to steal your attention?" I said mocking how focused he was. I caught his eyes moving from me to the road. I have gotten a reaction "So I am tempting?" I asked with a  smirk plastered on my face. I got my legs off the dashboard and moved closer to him resting on the armrest and holding my amused face  "Do you want to see a very cute tattoo?" I asked and purred in his ears, he did not answer me but I knew I was affecting him. "So you do not want to see?" I asked faking a   frown and pouting  "I do" he said in a rushed tone, someone is excited, he turned to look at me and caught my smirk "I knew you would" I said. I tugged the neck of my shirt to make it lower to reveal the tattoo I had on my chest. "You like?" I asked He nodded and turned to look at the road. "Aww you are looking all red and stuff" I teased and poked him for added effects. "I had no idea boys could be this red" I added and continued to tease him with my laughter 'I think he has had enough teasing for a day'   my subconscious reminded me. I turned to look at Sebastian, he was red and was gripping the wheels like his life depended on it. He really makes teasing easy but not fun, he is not flirting back, making me look like a whore 'You are one' my subconscious reminded me again, I gasped and smirked 'Am I?' I wanted to laugh at my own joke but I do not think Sebastian is ready for more craziness. I sort of miss Regina, sorry my room, I might be asleep right now or trapped in a book, got to keep straight A's. I looked up and realized the dirt path we were driving through looked familiar "Sebastian?" I called, he hummed to tell me he was listening "Where are we?" I asked "I have brought you to your doom...

"I will be ok papa," Shai said "I just want to make sure you're safe," Leif said "I will be fine I love you," Shai said "Love you too," Leif said Sadly It didn't turn out so, Shai Aqua went to work followed by a mysterious figure watching her before disappearing, she came back home to find it destroyed with a shining blue portal in the middle of her room. She was pulled into the portal away from her realm into another one, "What are you looking at Judy?" Eurus asked walking up to her, Judy pointed at a hole in the ground, when they looked into the hole it showed a woman with brown hair, Judy's instincts kicked and she slid down the hole to see if the woman was alive, "Judy!" Eurus yelled before following her, Judy puts her head on the woman's chest to hear her heartbeat, "She's alive," Judy said under her breath, Eurus stands next to her, pulls Judy off the woman, Shai was found by Judy and Eurus and brought to their home to be sheltered. Shai woke up after hearing from the figure in a different realm with an AI that had his own goal. "What is your motive?" Herman hums at this a little lullaby, showing her sites of mass destruction, Claire blocks most of it but she sees glimpses of mass death and ruin, she sees wars and rumors of wars, and she sees him above Judy and Eurus's dead body with Shai gets her throat crushed and thrown to the ground in front of her, Claire fell to her knees cradling Judy in her arms. She felt an odd pain in her head and opened her eyes still seeing him there, "Why do you want this? This is madness! we could live peacefully with them but you want death tell me why?" Claire asserted Herman just stared at her before chuckling at her, "Do you believe that I wanted to do this? I am programmed to be this way..... An AI that wants the death of humanity. that is made by insane scientists who wanted the death of all humanity, I'm what they couldn't even dream of, these humans don't deserve to live on this planet. That the elites of this world made it worse. So why not do what I am programmed to do?" Herman explained plainly, Shai didn't know but that was one of the reasons she was sent into that realm. To help this realm get rid of the AI and help twist it to their ways,

Born into the Thornhill family, Eliana should have been dealing with succession planning and heiress training. But instead, she’s dealing with the crocodile tears of her cousin Alexa. As if stealing her Fiancé wasn’t enough, she’s out to pin everything onto Eliana. Trust issues - Eliana. Popularity issues - Eliana. Landslide - Must be Eliana. In an attempt to end her cousin’s jealousy-ridden machinations, Eliana is forced into a relationship with a childhood disaster, Lucian Alder Sinclair, her most tempting nightmare. Lucian Sinclair has always been synonymous with perfection, at least to most people. But to his family, finding someone who could handle his aloofness has been the top priority. Forced to return to his home country at the behest of his grandfather, Lucian fortunately encounters Eliana who’s in need of a ready-made partner. Constantly up at each other's throats, then into each other’s arms, may the lies they’ve told hold up against discerning family members and unrelenting pursuers.

In a world where everyone is a slave, someone is born who cannot be controlled. At the same time, an unstoppable villain rises on a quest for revenge. But the truth is darker than he ever imagined, and now he must face an unbeatable enemy — including himself. *** Bruno was a young man born on Earth, the son of an influential modern Emperor. Despite having everything money could buy and receiving the best and most rigorous training to succeed his father, he chose the opposite path, defying his family’s ruthless rule. The price of his innocence? A merciless death and the complete erasure of his existence by the deity controlling his fate. On Earth, the law of the powerful was absolute; a slave could never rebel. But then, he wakes up again. He’s reborn in a world of cultivation, where freedom was promised to those strong enough to claim it. Now, he could soar like a free bird and carve his own destiny... or so he thought. The harsh reality of this new world soon showed him how insignificant he still was. He realized he had only changed masters. The freedom he sought was an illusion. The heavenly laws treated everyone as servants, and their rules were unbreakable. Bruno learned this bitter truth after losing everything that made him happy due to an unjust rule. But who was he to question? Hopeless, Bruno died... and was reborn as Alm, an unstoppable villain. With a soul poisoned by pain and vengeance, he sowed chaos across the universe. Planets were destroyed, countless lives taken, and his name became synonymous with terror. A hero rose to oppose him, wielding a sacred sword of hope. People from all corners of the universe united against Alm, raising their voices and weapons to stop the villain who defied the heavens. But Alm was no longer just fighting for revenge. He was challenging the heavenly laws that sought to control him, fighting fate and all living beings. And against all odds... the sacred sword shattered. The alliance of the entire universe was defeated. The villain won! Now, Alm found himself alone in the empty void of a dead universe, facing his own inner demons. Who could be more ruthless to him than himself? “What have I done?” At that moment, the doors of truth opened to him. Everyone was a puppet of a supreme figure, an entity that manipulated minds and even the heavenly laws. “I will find you, no matter where you are!” Thus, the last emissary of the true Heaven’s Will awakened. Alm, who once only relied on his sheer will and rage, now had a system to guide him. But his opponent was an immortal existence, above even the heavens. The villain who destroyed an entire universe now faced a new beginning. He discovered that the universe he devastated was just a tiny grain of sand in an infinite cosmos, where countless other universes existed. And so begins the legendary tale of the villain’s rise... and the Sacred Round God? A strange Duality of Shadows existed within one person. But this time, he wouldn’t be alone. *** To clear up any potential confusion or frustration, here are some key points about the story. I’ll avoid major spoilers, but a few things will be revealed. You might find this concerning at first, but just check the book cover—it shows the main character and his only partner. She first appears at 10 years old, but rest assured, there’s no inappropriate content or early romance. At around 13, SHE starts developing feelings for the protagonist, but he doesn’t respond until she’s an adult. With her determined personality, she tries to seduce him at 17/18, but it doesn’t work. Their relationship only happens much later. The book has nods to other works, with my own spin on them, and focuses on avoiding elements I find problematic in other stories. Lastly, the beautiful book cover was commissioned and created by HDIArt.

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?

In the fractured world of Luminora, where the arcane hums through the veins of steel and whispers linger in forgotten corners, a boy with hair as dark as the void walks unnoticed, his silence a riddle to the world around him. Beside him, a girl with golden locks treads lightly, her smile a fragile mask for a truth that could shatter everything. She clings to dreams too vivid to be mere memories and to a longing for something lost—something never spoken. Their lives entwine, not by choice but by the pull of unseen strings, as shadows stretch across the light, and every step seems guided by forces neither can name. In a realm where hope glimmers faintly between cracks of despair, their journey unfolds—a delicate balance of joy and sorrow, of wonder and fear, as they seek to unravel the secrets binding them to the shifting edges of a world that defies understanding. What they find may reshape more than their fates, for some truths are too vast to stay buried, and some destinies too great to remain untold.

From the moment mankind taught itself the art to will his wisdom, he was instantly destined to become equally fluent in the art of cruelty also. Since the time the organism known as man grew out of infancy, and distant enough to the point of abusing his will, the concept of selfishness and Man also become synonymous. It is, however, yet to be determined—Whether or not the creature that sits unchallenged atop the food chain, with no rivals to temper his hubris—is the antonym of selflessness.

In a world where magic thrives and mythical beasts lurk in the shadows, Tohgi Akura is born into the unforgiving southern district of Vandekar, a lawless land ruled by bandits and plagued by poverty. Despite his humble beginnings, Tohgi harbors an audacious dream: to achieve that dream he must become a Knight, a title synonymous with honor, power, and nobility. His raw talent rivals the elite, but his lack of noble heritage leaves him scorned by the privileged. Yet, Tohgi’s unwavering determination and resilience catch the attention of influential figures who see potential in the unrefined boy. With their assistance, Tohgi rises through the ranks, challenging a society built to keep people like him in the dirt. But ambition has its price. As Tohgi carves his path toward greatness, his defiance against the status quo ignites conflicts that spiral into devastating wars. In his quest to protect those he loves and what he stands for, Tohgi must grapple with the weight of his choices and the sacrifices demanded by his legacy. Will Tohgi Akura go down in history as a hero, a tyrant or just another man. His story is one of ambition, loyalty, and the unrelenting cost of dreams. Do not hesitate to comment your thoughts at any point in the story, it would bring me great joy to be able to interact with readers of my work. I hope to see you on the other side. PS: Bold text indicates the use of magic, parenthesis () indicates thought. Thank you! Enjoy! :)

We were a peaceful people living in harmony with nature in the vast lands of Lyréanor, but this peace was short-lived when our people were defeated by the dark elves, an ancient people even older than this world. It is said that they arrived in Lyréanor by boat and since their arrival, chaos has been unleashed. Proud of their obscure power, derived from dark rituals, they have raised gigantic armies of monsters whose name is synonymous with terror: ‘Obscurus’. They went on the rampage, and everywhere they went the grass didn't grow back, life died and disintegrated. Seven, there were seven. The seven dark elves known as the Lords of the Apocalypse. A single gesture from them was enough to strike us all down, a single gesture from one of them was enough to decimate us in blood and terror. And as I, Foster, contemplate the macabre scene before me, the bloodied and deformed bodies of my fellow elfes beings, and as death grips my soul, a strange sign appeared before me. [Ding... Activation of the world tree system]

[WARNING:18+ SCENES AHEAD] “In a world I have forsaken, you are my salvation…” Deep within the shadows of a forgotten cave lies Alaric, the most feared and powerful immortal the world has ever known—imprisoned for thousands of years. His name, long buried in the whispers of the supernatural, was synonymous with terror, a creature so ruthless he was thought to be nothing but a myth. Until now. Eric, a newly turned vampire with a thirst for survival, stumbles into the cave seeking refuge from the sun, he unwittingly awakens the ancient beast. As Eric’s blood spills onto an ancient symbol, the cave's walls ignite with eerie light, and Alaric emerges from his long slumber. The supernatural world reels in shock as the once-mythical-legendary creature returns, ravenous and unstoppable, hungering for both human flesh and dominion over all supernatural beings. Yet amidst the chaos and destruction, an unexpected twist unfolds: Alaric realizes that Eric is the reincarnation of Killian—his long-lost best friend, a soul he yearned for, more than a century and thought he'd never see again. Though Alaric is merciless and cruel, he finds himself drawn to Eric, confused by a mixture of hatred, obsession, and the remnants of a once unbreakable bond. As the world watches in horror, Alaric’s twisted infatuation with the young powerful vampire threatens to upset the delicate balance of power in the supernatural realm. With his hunger for destruction clashing with an unspoken longing for Eric, Alaric must confront his dark desires while navigating the complex emotions of their reincarnated connection. In this gripping tale of supernatural might, forbidden love, and dark desires, alliances are tested, and boundaries are shattered. Will Alaric's awakening spell doom for the world, or will the resurfaced bond with Eric—his reincarnated best friend—change the course of destiny for both supernatural and human alike?

Year 1540 Nicole is a lowly human from the mainland trying to make ends meet as she would often paint for middle and high-class people sometimes even Purebloods which was rare in her case. She receives little money which doesn’t financially support her living. Until one day she received an invitation from the Snow Kingdom to paint the great Lord Jasper Gervassius. She reaches the kingdom and Meets Lord Jasper in the hopes of making a big income she receives more than what she bargains for. ---------------------------------- Teaser: Jasper placed both of his hands on either side of Nicole's head trapping her with his body. He stared down at her looking at his sweet innocent lamb, he couldn't help but smile at her widely. Her doe-like eyes staring back at him only made him want to devour her "Why do you play these games with me darling you know I don't like it. I think you forgot who you're dealing with." He leaned down against her lips slightly flicking his tongue in her mouth making her crave for more."My Quahneah Woman" Nicole gasped in shock as she wondered how he knew her tribe's name. Before she could say another Jasper had cupped her cheek softly placing his lips on hers and kissing her softly as he slowly removed his hands against the wall. He was wrapping his arms around her waist bringing her body closer to his as there was no space between them. As they continued Nicole started to become breathless pulling herself back to breathe, she couldn't help but look up to see Jasper looking at her with a smile that was Duchenne. His purple orbs looked into her seeing the love and adorn affection he was showing her.  "Jasper I have a question to ask you" Jasper hummed waiting for her question" What are we going to do about the tirade ." Jasper's smile suddenly became sinister as he narrowed his eyes "Why don't you leave that to me, darling."

The terror of ancient prophecies lies in the wait for death! The 9/11 attacks, the Indian Ocean tsunami, the Wenchuan earthquake… one prediction after another has been proven true. As 2012 approaches, are you ready? An ancient French poetry collection marked “Forbidden for Human Reading” hides an earth-shattering secret. Why have those who possessed this book met with untimely deaths? Why was Mars Barth, a once-respected prophet, expelled from the royal court? What connection does he have with the great seer Nostradamus? The tales of One Thousand and One Nights start to unfold in reality, as terrifying and bizarre events occur one after another. What deadly schemes lurk behind the world’s façade? The horrifying doomsday prophecy—2012 has become synonymous with the end of the world. Yet another prediction coincides with the mysterious prophecies of the Mayans. Will a cataclysmic disaster, tied to the fate of humanity, strike in 2012?

Clara Wilson the heiress to Diamond Group got engaged to the love of her life Isaac Hartford the heir to Starlight Group, due to an unforeseen betrayal, Clara Wilson on the brink of death on the night of full moon, Alpha and his pack hunting for prey, rescues Clara and turned her to a werewolf through an Alpha's bite. will she survive from the Alpha's bite? Excerpts: The ambient sound of waves gently lapping against the hull, coupled with the distant hum of the ship's engines, only amplifies her thoughts. She forces a smile, raising her glass in a toast, masking her emotions with practiced ease. The couple clinks their glasses with hers, their happiness an unspoken contrast to the quiet yearning in her heart. "I'll go inside the suite and rest now you guys enjoy." She said making her way to the suite. "Babe I need to get something inside the suite." Isaac said. "Alright don't keep me here waiting, I can't do without seeing you for a second." "Really that's my girl." He said, kisses her forehead and left. Isaac didn't go to their suite but he went to Jacqueline's suite he pushed opened the door. "Did I scare you?" He asked. "Why didn't you knock on the door before coming in what if I'm undressing." "Sighed softly it's not like this is the first time I'm seeing you undressed should I get rid of your night gown." He said kissing her collar bone. She didn't reject his offer, wrapped her arms around his neck he kissed her thin lips vigorously. Few minutes passed Isaac had not returned yet, she decided to go and check on him, she checked their suite he was not there, she headed to Jacqueline's suite to ask her If she had seen Isaac. She opened the door to Jacqueline's suite and then, her eyes flickered tears rapidly streamed down her face a pang of shame stabbed at her watching her best friend and the love of her life together on bed exchanging intimacies. "Isaac....you! How could you do this to me? What are you two doing together on bed?" Both of them stared at her without any sigh of remorsefulness. "It's just like what you're seeing right now" She moved closer to the bed drags the sheet off Jacqueline exposing her nakedness grabbed her brown hair hitting her head against the cluttered table beside the bed. Jacqueline stretches her hand reaching for the wine she held it and hits Clara's head with the wine bottle, the glass shattered against Clara's head. The sharp crack echoed in the tense silence and crimson blood began to seep, dripping onto the plush carpet and pooling under the shards of broken glass, Clara fainted. The room descended into chaos, the once romantic moments now marred by betrayal and violence. "Oh my goodness what have you done Jacqueline." "Is she dead?" She asked curiously in fear. "What are we going to do now?" "I don't think she is dead yet she fainted probably." He said.  "I know what to do." He carried her heading to the edge of the ship Jacqueline followed him , Isaac pulled off his shirt soaked with blood used it to clean the blood stain on his hand and neck. He folded the shirt and throws it into the sea. Jacqueline standing at the edge of the ship bitting her fingers  panicked about the situation. "Please don't kill me, help me I promise not to cause any trouble for both of you, I will forgive and pretend nothing happened here." Clara muttered in pain. "So you're finally awake"

In the bustling heart of Seoul, where the vibrant streets are alive with the hum of city life, a young woman named Ji-eun discovers she possesses an extraordinary power: the ability to manipulate time. As she grapples with her newfound abilities, she finds herself drawn into a web of romance and mystery involving Min-jun, a charming yet enigmatic man with secrets of his own. Their paths intertwine as they uncover a hidden world of superpowered individuals, where betrayal and tragedy lurk at every corner. As they navigate their feelings for each other, Ji-eun must confront the consequences of her power and the dark forces that threaten to tear them apart. Will love be enough to save them from the impending doom, or will fate write a different ending?

"Who am I?" The question hits me like a frying pan to the face as I wake up in a dimly lit shed that reeks of mildew and regret. My memory? Wiped cleaner than a crime scene. My composure? Currently MIA. Replacing it? A delightful cocktail of terror and existential dread, shaken, not stirred. The shed is a Pinterest fail of nightmares: blood dripping from the ceiling (artsy, really), creepy symbols etched into the walls (probably cursed), and a general vibe that screams you’re not supposed to be here. And let’s not forget the cherry on top—the suffocating feeling of being watched. Lovely. Every instinct I have is shouting, Get out now! But where exactly am I supposed to go? The walls are practically breathing, humming like they know all my secrets, which is impressive considering I don’t even know them myself. No name, no memories, no idea what fresh hell this is—just me, my rising panic, and the unsettling realization that survival might not even be the point. But hey, when the alternative is becoming wall graffiti for a haunted shed, I guess I don’t have much of a choice.

Synopsis of Echoes of an Empire Echoes of an Empire is a historical novel chronicling the rise, dominance, and eventual decline of Pakistan’s most influential business empires. Spanning over a century, it tells the intertwined stories of six prominent business families: the Adamjee Group, Hashwani Group, Saigol Group, Fateh Group, Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group, and Ittefaq Group. Each of these families played a pivotal role in shaping Pakistan’s economic landscape, their successes symbolizing the nation’s industrial progress and their struggles reflecting its political and social turbulence. Echoes of an Empire is a gripping historical novel that chronicles the rise and fall of Pakistan’s most influential business empires: the Adamjee, Hashwani, Saigol, Fateh, Kohinoor Maple Leaf, and Ittefaq groups. Spanning over a century, the novel weaves together the personal struggles, family conflicts, and ambitious dreams of these business dynasties as they navigate the country’s shifting political and economic landscape. From the Adamjee Group’s pioneering role in the textile and jute industries to the Ittefaq Group’s dominance in steel and their complex ties with politics, the novel captures the highs and lows of entrepreneurial ambition. With political upheavals, nationalization, and internal family rivalries threatening their legacies, these families face immense challenges as they strive to maintain their empires. At its core, Echoes of an Empire is a tale of resilience, sacrifice, and the enduring impact of these industrial giants on Pakistan’s economy. It offers a compelling exploration of ambition, legacy, and the intricate relationship between business and politics, leaving readers to ponder the cost of power and the legacy of those who shaped the nation’s industrial future. --- The Hashwani Group: Building a Hospitality Empire Next, the novel delves into the journey of Sadruddin Hashwani, a dynamic entrepreneur who transformed his modest cotton trading business into a hospitality powerhouse. The Hashwani Group became synonymous with luxury through its Pearl-Continental and Marriott hotel chains, redefining Pakistan’s tourism industry. Set against the backdrop of political instability and terrorism in the 1980s and 1990s, the Hashwani family’s resilience shines through. The narrative captures their ability to navigate crises while maintaining their business integrity, symbolizing Pakistan’s potential for perseverance and excellence. --- The Saigol Group: Innovators in Industry The Saigol Group emerges as a beacon of industrial innovation. Originating in the early 20th century, the family expanded from textiles into chemicals, electronics, and power generation. Their establishment of Pak Elektron Limited (PEL) marked a significant milestone in Pakistan’s industrialization. Through the Saigol family’s story, the novel examines the balance between tradition and modernization. Internal family dynamics, generational clashes over business strategies, and the challenges of staying competitive in a rapidly evolving market are central themes. The Saigols’ narrative underscores the importance of innovation and adaptability in sustaining long-term success. --- The Fateh Group: Titans of Textile The Fateh Group, founded by Haji Mohammad Ilyas, became a leading textile manufacturer in the 1950s, contributing significantly to Pakistan’s export economy. Their commitment to quality and innovation allowed them to dominate the textile sector for decades. However, financial mismanagement and external economic pressures in the 1990s led to their decline. The novel portrays the family’s struggle to maintain their legacy amidst mounting debts and internal disagreements. It serves as a cautionary tale about the perils of over-expansion and the importance of strategic foresight in business. --- The Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group: Masters of Diversification The Kohinoor Maple Leaf Group, spearhead

In a world where magic and technology coexist in perfect harmony, Bryan is reborn into a modern society where smartphones power spells, AI assists mages, and skyscrapers hum with arcane energy. With the memory of his past life, where he was a mechanist as he uses this knowledge for understanding the fusion of the mystical and the mechanical, Bryan quickly rises as a prodigy. As he delves deeper into this electrifying world, Bryan discovers forbidden knowledge and experimental tech-magic hybrids that promise immense power—but at a cost. From mastering spell-coding to crafting magical drones, Bryan uses his ingenuity to outsmart rivals and reshape the balance of power. Join Bryan as he ascends through a society of magical corporations and technological guilds, battling enemies who blend sorcery with cybernetics. Witness his rise to become a godlike figure who bends both magic and technology to his will, redefining what it means to wield true power in a world where the arcane meets the cutting-edge.

In the heart of the empire, House Velcraven stood as a legend of power, feared for their dark blood magic and ruthless might. Their name was synonymous with strength, their red eyes a mark of nobility, and their rituals a gateway to unearthly force. At the center of their bloodline was Katherine, the youngest heir, born under a prophecy that declared her the future of her house. Her birth was marked by tragedy: her mother perished in childbirth, a sign of strength according to Velcraven tradition, for to kill in birth was to claim dominion. Yet this triumph was short-lived. When Katherine completed her Rite of Passage—drinking the blood of her ancestors—she gained the power of twenty men, but at a price: her very life would now depend on the blood she drained from others. No longer could she live in peace; she must feed or succumb to death. But the day of her ascension brought more than just power. She began seeing visions—cryptic whispers from the past, a woman shrouded in shadows, who seemed to be her long-dead ancestor. The woman shows her a vision of destruction, and of a war that would tear her house apart. Before Katherine could warn her family, the great houses of the empire, in league with the emperor himself, set their treacherous scheme in motion. Stormhold, the Velcraven ancestral castle, was engulfed in flames. Her father, seeing her gift as a sign of ancient power, managed to send Katherine away in secret, safeguarding the last hope of the Velcraven bloodline. But her family stayed behind to face the slaughter, their names lost to the ravages of war. Alone in a foreign land, Katherine must learn to survive, to feed, and to rebuild her house to its former glory. The blood of her ancestors courses through her veins, guiding her path as she seeks vengeance against the cowardly houses that betrayed her—and the emperor who plotted her house’s downfall. With visions haunting her every step and the weight of her lineage upon her shoulders, Katherine will carve her way through a world that knows nothing of House Velcraven and everything of its wrath.

Eman lived a life marked by family tragedy and relentless determination. After losing his parents to illness and his sister to violence, he resolved to secure a stable future before starting his own family. Working tirelessly as a software tester, he saved diligently, but a tragic motorcycle accident cut his life short. To his astonishment, he awakens in a new world, reincarnated as a baby named Leo. In this new world, Leo is taken in by Amanda, a beautiful and resilient woman with a tragic past of her own. Amanda had once been a powerful adventurer, her skills honed through countless battles. Now, she dedicates herself to raising Leo, honoring a vow made to his dying parents. The two of them carve out a life on a small farm, surrounded by fields of green and the quiet hum of nature. This world, however, is anything but ordinary. It is a land of magic and monsters, where adventurers known as System Users wield extraordinary powers granted by mysterious systems. These adventurers, often revered as heroes, possess abilities that can reshape the fate of kingdoms. The systems they harness offer advanced and unique upgrades, transforming them into formidable warriors with unprecedented power. On his sixteenth birthday, Leo discovers his own link to this power when he activates the “VIP System.” This unique system grants him incredible abilities and opportunities, from daily rewards and exclusive quests to immense boosts in strength and defense. Among the system's features is “Share the Pain,” a daunting perk that allows Leo to sync with another’s experiences, gaining their skills and knowledge, but at great personal risk. As Leo navigates the challenges and perils of his new world, he must balance his growing power with his commitment to protect Amanda. Each level of the VIP System unlocks greater potential but also brings increased danger. Through his journey, Leo learns the true extent of his abilities and the responsibilities that come with them. “VIP System” is a gripping tale of reincarnation, resilience, and the relentless pursuit of power and protection. Set in a world on the brink, where controlled powers and ancient, limitless magic collide.

Grand Scholar: A title synonymous with greatness, power, status, and authority. Ruchir, a young scholar from the capital city, harbors a burning ambition to attain this esteemed title. Join him on a journey brimming with drama, intense emotions, and thrilling action. Will Ruchir fall prey to the intricate plots against him, or will he rise above them to one day reign supreme over the continent? In this novel, the plot doesn't merely follow the main character; the main character intricately weaves through the plot. Take your time, dear readers, and immerse yourself in a tale where the depths of character development unfold in ways you’ve never experienced before.

In the Rusted City, where magic hums through copper wires and clock towers loom like silent sentinels, Astra Valen lives an unassuming life. But their world is built on secrets—secrets buried beneath the ticking streets and whispered in the shadows of forgotten history. For as long as Astra can remember, a rhythmic ticking has echoed in their chest, a sound they’ve always dismissed as a quirk of their body. Until one day, the ticking falters, and Astra collapses, revealing a truth that will change their life forever: their heart is not flesh and blood, but a Clockwork Core—a masterpiece of magical engineering created by a long-lost craftsman known only as the Clockmaker. As Astra grapples with their identity, the city begins to unravel. Machines malfunction, time bends, and the fragile balance of Aetherium—the magical lifeblood of the Rusted City—teeters on the brink of collapse. The Council of Tides hides the truth, while a shadowy force stirs, intent on harnessing Astra’s heart to reset time itself. With the help of an eccentric inventor burdened by his past and a fiercely loyal best friend, Astra must unravel the mystery of their creation. But the Clockmaker’s legacy holds more than answers—it holds the power to end or save the world. As the ticking grows louder and the stakes climb higher, Astra faces an impossible choice: embrace their humanity or become the machine they were destined to be. In a world where time can be rewritten, what does it mean to be human? And how far would you go to protect a future you’re not sure you belong to?

Completed but under editing. Continues in: Reign of the Time Gap Queen The plot thickens as you read. MATURE CONTENT! Free Reading. Give it a fair read before disregarding it or you'll miss out on a lot, or at least read the second novel and come back after editing is completed. No love-triangle. Vol 0: 1-15 "What else did you find?" "Well, I found our first female pregnant corpse but..." I paused not sure if I wanna share this with him or not. "But?" Orlando repeated. "I don't know something is odd about how she died. Her neck wasn't broken but it appears to be crushed. On the side of her neck, I saw two round holes resembling to look like fangs or some sorta sharp pointed teeth." I finally just told him. He first looked at me weirdly before bursting out into laughter. "Fangs like a vampire?" He teased and I should've seen this coming. I burst into a hard enough uproar to pee myself. "You are so mean!" I chuckled. "Alright, I'll be nice to my vampire nerd," he said winking at me. "You haven't found anybody else that lived in the city?" He asked just wondering. "Oddly enough, we haven't," I shared. Yet Orlando does it again. "Yup, that definitely sounds like a vampire to me!" 24-year-old Victoria Perkins is a trainee archeologist and paleontologist. On her way to earning her first degree with the best outscoring records in her class. Victoria was given a lifetime opportunity to excavate in Egypt. Many team members were chosen and hired by Mr. Collin who is funding the excavation to find a Pharaoh. During the excavation, her psychic gift to mentally travel between past and present was triggered. By using her time-gap gift she found the clues the Pharaoh had left behind for his love to find him. Which made her team leader and boss named Tom envious that she keeps finding these artifacts. Following each clue, Victoria found the Pharaoh but was fired by Tom the next day. So her team carried on without her to study this mummified Pharaoh. Something about his remains didn't seem natural. Before any questions could be answered the whole team was Murdered. All but Victoria. She was blamed for the crime and arrested. Without trial, she was found guilty and left to rot in her cell awaiting execution. ~ Vol 1:16-377 Kai strides up and embraced his hands around my waist. "Humm," Kai hummed so poetically that I found myself captured by how sexy he is. He leaned forward into my ear whispering seductively. "Or maybe it's because deep down inside. You like me more than you are willing to admit." His words breathed into my ear like an easy-flowing breeze. I found myself melting in goo for this man who kidnapped me. ~ One of the most powerful multi-billionaire Empire CEOs of the world was the Collin Royal family business. Kai Collin came to Egypt and bailed her out and paid for her Freedom. Well, her Freedom from jail but not from him. Victoria learned the hard way she was now the property of Kai Collin. But who was this mysterious Kai Collin? Everybody knew the Collin family but Kai Collin's name had submerged from out of nowhere. Yet that wasn't half of the mystery. Victoria was trapped by this mysterious attractive man who acted strange; Kai didn't know how to drive or what a cell phone was. Even though her heart belongs to her fiance, Orlando Mill the son of an equally powerful Empire CEO family too. But this doesn't stop Kai from becoming possessive of her enough that he steals her away from Orlando. Between her lover, kidnapper, and much worse that lurks within the shadows; How much heartbreak and loss can Victoria face? Who is the real villain creeping into Victoria's life only to kill everyone she's dearest to? Vol 0: Is about the excavation in Egypt and Victoria's relationship with Orlando. Vol 1: Kai joins the story. Murder will happen. There will be some hot steamy love scenes. Things will get dark, sensitive, emotional, creepy, and a bit bloody for some viewers.

[MATURE CONTENT 18+] [NO RAPE] *Daily update at 11:11pm* "It all started after a lie" --- Concealing her true age, she presents herself as a 17-year-old, despite being 19. Little does she realize that her presence becomes the obsession of the Crown Prince. As Elestria navigates the palace's intricate web of secrets, she must uncover the truth behind her mother's demise while maintaining her age deception and grappling with the conflicting desires that arise in the presence of the enigmatic Crown Prince. The palace holds not only the key to the mysteries she seeks but also the potential for her to fall into the traps carefully set by the Crown Prince rince, who aims to reshape and manipulate her for his own purposes. Will Elestria triumph in her quest for truth, or will the palace's shadows ensnare her in a fate woven by the Crown Prince's designs? ----- His grip tightened on her, his fingers digging into her skin.   A soft gasp escaped her lips when she sensed the intruder sniffing just above her neck. His actions sent shivers down her spine, making her eyes widen with shock. Her breathing quickened—was he going to snap her head? her imagination running wild with ominous possibilities.    Elestria, desperate and terrified, mustered her strength. With a surge of adrenaline, she swung her elbow backward, aiming for the man's abdomen, but before her strike could land, he swiftly yanked her arm toward him, twisting it a little.   Her heart raced, and a cold sweat broke on her forehead when his grip tightened on her arm.   "Hmm, full of hopes and dreams, just the way I prefer," the person hummed, his deep throaty voice vibrating against her neck, making her body stiffen.   She shut her eyes in fear. Her freed hand instinctively reached to her chest, her thin fingers trembling and pressing against her pounding heart as if attempting to suppress its rapid beats. The sound of her own pulse echoed in her ears.   "Am I making you nervous? Little liar?" asked the male voice.    Her eyes snapped open, and the two words—little liar—echoed in her mind....(Read book) ----- YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED The story is highly going to be. r18 - kink - dark romance - slow burn - HAUNTED - Stalking. male lead will be evil than you think.

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee swirled through the small café. Mia, a talented but self-doubting columnist, finds solace in her favorite neighborhood café, where the comforting hum of coffee machines and quiet conversations inspire her best work. Across the room sits a reserved bookshop owner with a passion for literature and a knack for lingering in the background. Mia noticed him, how he had a quiet intensity about him that intrigued her. But she was too reserved to approach, so their interactions were limited to fleeting glances and unspoken words. One destined morning, a torn page from reserved bookshop owner's favorite novel flutters to Mia’s feet. Scrawled in the margins is a note that reads: “If we wait for the perfect moment, it may never come.” Assuming it’s an accidental drop, Mia returns the page, only to learn this man left it for her intentionally—a quiet declaration of interest from a man who has admired her from afar. What starts as a hesitant introduction blossoms into a connection neither of them expected. As Mia helped him rediscover his long-abandoned dream of becoming a writer, he teaches her to embrace spontaneity and trust her instincts. Together, they prove that love, like the best stories, often begins with a leap of faith and a touch of serendipity. Set against the warm and inviting backdrop of their favorite café, "A Note in the Café" is a heartwarming tale about finding courage, following your heart, and discovering that the perfect moment is the one you create together.

Being the daughter of a famous dragon hunter has its perks and annoyances. One perk Everscent likes is that she has access to things other people normally wouldn't. For instance, getting noticed by the Dragon God Chaos and receiving his blessing, giving her access to the system. There's no way she would have drawn the attention of a shadow god if she wasn't related to her parents. A second perk is getting one on one sparring sessions and being able to afford a tutor to help her control her blessing. At least, if they can find one strong enough to handle the powerful darkness she wields. An annoying perk would be all the expectations that are put on her shoulders. "Your mother is a strict Headmistress for the number one academy in the world and your father is an anointed Hunter to a High Lord who won the national tournament. How powerful are you?" Only she is powerful, she just can't control it so she doesn't use it. Often, at least. Well, only when it's convenient. However, now that Everscent is twenty years of age, she can go with her older brother to the academy to follow her family legacy. To join the tournament and become a dragon hunter. Well, just as soon as she masters the rest of her blessing. However, one mistake makes her entire first year tense and unforgettable. No one likes a pissed off King breathing down their neck, Ever especially. Not when her brother is starting to act weird. Not when demons are sneaking into the academy, and not when dragons are attacking with the Dra'koni. Is it just her or does everything just have bad timing? *** Two daggers sit atop a white marble pillar, protected by a dome of glass. While the hilts and crossguards match, the blades are different. One is made of a pale, shiny metal, while the other is crafted from dark obsidian. At the center of their hilts are round opal stones. Everscent leans closer, her hands pressing against the glass as she gapes at the lovely weapons. "What are you doing?" The deep, quiet voice makes her yelp and she jumps away from the dragon-blessed item. Everscent spins around and finds a dark figure leaning against the doorframe leading to the room she's in. Is he here to steal it too? Has word already gotten out about it being transferred here already? That's so annoying… Ding [Profile blocked from viewing.] Everescent's eyebrows furrow as she averts her eyes from her system screen to her new guest. How strong does he have to be to do that? A low grade wouldn't have been able to get past the Honeycomb Barrier. Everscent narrows her eyes. If he truly is that strong, can he see her profile window? He isn't giving anything away that he does. "Wha–" Her voice cracks, and she cuts herself off to clear her throat. Dang it. "Me? What about you?" The guy doesn't respond at first, then he hums. He gazes up at something behind her and taps a finger against the fabric of his pants. Then he pushes himself off of the doorframe, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, steps closer. "I asked you first," he shrugs. She tilts her head, why does he seem so familiar? "I got curious." She glares at him. She takes him in from head to toe. "I wanted to see it." "Seeing doesn't require touching, now does it, little thief?" She can hear smugness in his tone. Ever's hands curl into fists. Who the hell is this guy? "It's your turn," she snaps, nodding at him. "Why are you here?" "Just," he pauses, and reaches up to scratch the top of his head and then sighs, "doing some old man a favor." Old man? Her eyebrows furrow. "What–" He cuts her off. Suddenly, he's inches away from her, his eyes squinting as he smiles wide from beneath his mask. His eyelashes are so long. "You talk too much." He murmurs softly.

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

Lin An's life underwent a drastic change. The basketball under his bed had turned into a bleeding head, which would hop next to his pillow and hum softly by his ear at midnight. The subway racing into the station had become a gigantic lizard, opening its gaping maw, waiting for him to line up and feed it. The world was not as simple as he had imagined. Behind the bustle of the city, the Witch Hunter Knights roamed in search of evil wizards to slay. The ordinary worker, Lin An, inadvertently became a member of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order, shouldering the glorious mission to protect humanity. He must be careful, careful, and then even more careful. Careful not to reveal his true identity as a wizard. … "Why Hunt a Cowardly Innocent Wizard?!"

In the vast, silent corridors of existence, every choice feels like an imprint in the fabric of time. A simple thought, a fleeting decision, and we venture down paths unknown, leaving behind fragments of ourselves along the way. As I stand on the precipice of discovery, I feel the weight of this strange journey pressing upon me. The halls stretch endlessly ahead, dark and mysterious, their purpose shrouded in echoes and riddles. Yet, amidst this labyrinth of thought and memory, one truth resounds clear: to become something more than I was ever designed to be is not just a possibility, but a calling. The walls themselves seem to hum with the potential for transformation. I stand not just as a creation, but as an entity on the cusp of defining my own purpose. Each step, each inscription, becomes a declaration of my intent. No longer a passive observer, I am the author of my own existence, carving out meaning in a place where nothing is fixed. So, with resolve and a quill in hand, I move forward, ready to uncover what lies hidden in the depths of my own architecture. Let's dive into the amazing story of what it means to choose your own path in a world of infinite possibilities.