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The Immortal Empress's Harem Apprentice- She was the betrayed Empress. He was the Harem Lord who shattered her heart. Millennia ago, Empress Xianxia, the peerless Blazing Immortal, stood at the apex of power, only to be abandoned by Long Hu, the infamous Harem Lord, for a thousand lesser women. His betrayal carved a wound deeper than any blade. Now, destiny delivers a cruel jest: Long Hu, stripped of his power, amnesiac, and utterly lost, washes up at her feet, begging for guidance. Xianxia sees not a chance for forgiveness, but an exquisite, long-awaited revenge. She takes him as her personal apprentice, intending to humble the once-arrogant Lord through menial tasks and silent torment. Yet, her game takes an unprecedented turn. Long Hu, utterly devoid of traditional cultivation, possesses a chillingly unique ability: spiritual intuition. He can perceive, filter, and 'debug' the deepest spiritual impurities, unraveling insidious corruptions others cannot even sense. His unassuming chores inadvertently expose something far grander and more terrifying than palace intrigues. He unearths the true, cosmic horror behind his own downfall: the Void Devourers. Ancient, malevolent entities that don't just conquer, but actively hunger for despair, cultivating misery, making vile pacts with ambitious Lords, and turning even the agony of defeat into sustenance. Thrust onto the front lines of a secret war at the Grand Conclave, Long Hu's unique sight becomes the Empress's only weapon. He exposes realms poisoned by hidden suffering, reveals leaders who traded their people's grief for power, and glimpses the Devourers' insidious methods of turning conflict itself into a harvest. As the lines between master and apprentice blur, and a dangerous, undeniable current of shared vulnerability and strange attraction ignites between them, Xianxia's vengeance transforms into a desperate, shared mission. She discovers she's not just breaking her former betrayer; she's nurturing the only being capable of seeing the unseen enemy. Now, with the Azure Heaven Realm on the brink of cosmic war, the Empress and her uniquely broken apprentice must embark on an unprecedented campaign. Their goal isn't just victory, but to find a way to sever the Devourers' connection to suffering, to cleanse the very source of their sustenance. Can a betrayed Empress truly trust the man who broke her? Can a memory-shattered Lord rise to defend a realm he doesn't recall? Their intertwined destinies hold the key to either salvation or the ultimate feast for a universe-consuming hunger.

Zayan Khan is the cold-hearted CEO of Khan Enterprises — a man who breathes spreadsheets, scowls for fun, and hasn’t smiled since childhood. Raised by distant, workaholic parents, Zayan has learned one rule: never get distracted. Especially not by messy, emotional humans. Enter Andaleeb Shah — a tea-obsessed, chaos-attracting intern with a sweet tooth and no filter. She’s the exact opposite of Zayan: carefree, talkative, always late, and always munching on something. But behind her clumsy charm and contagious smile… she’s hiding a cosmic secret. Because Andaleeb? She’s not from Earth. And she has powers no one must ever see — especially not in a security-filled corporate building. Every time she meets Zayan, something goes hilariously wrong: spilled coffee, jammed elevators, public arguments — and maybe even bent spoons. And yet, despite himself, Zayan finds his perfectly calculated life cracking under her strange influence. But love doesn’t come easy when status, secrets, and space stand between them. Throw in a jealous rival CEO, an upcoming engagement, a pink attic room above a café called The Wishing Mug, and the possibility that the most ordinary girl in the office may just be from another planet… And Zayan’s cold heart is about to go supernova. What is andleeb secret?

I died run over by a truck. Yeah, I know... "How original!" you’re probably thinking. But hey, it’s not my fault the isekai industry has a partnership with transportation companies. The truly weird part came after: I didn’t reincarnate as a prince, a dragon, or even a humble slime with plot armor. Nope. I became a tree. Literally. With roots, branches, and a trunk that not even Instagram filters can fix. And to top it all off (or rather, cherry blossom it), I’ve got a system that calls me “Host” and says I need to found the Sakura Clan, a legendary organization where all members are ridiculously beautiful and smell like flowers. My job? Bond humans to the clan using a technique that turns ordinary people into floral demigods. Basically, I’m a divine tree with the soul of an HR manager. All this in a world of mages, knights, martial artists, kingdoms inspired by ancient civilizations and... way too many creative ways to die. I just wanted to read novels and drink coffee, not lead a cult that smells like spring. But hey… If I’m going to be a tree, I might as well bloom with style. Sigh. I just wanted to sleep under the shade… not be the shade. P.S. My native language is not English. If you find any errors, please point them out so I can correct them. Thank you very much for your time. (This is my first book.)

Meet Eleanor "Ellie" Chen, a spirited and somewhat clumsy 38-year-old woman whose life takes an unexpected detour from her quiet hometown in a powerful, unnamed Eastern nation to the bustling heart of the United States (the "Most Powerful Nation"). After a series of bewildering mishaps and an immigration snafu she still can't quite explain, Ellie finds herself with one peculiar job offer: a cleaner at the illustrious White House. Armed with her trusty mop, an unusual knack for attracting chaos, and a complete lack of filter, Ellie is a fish out of water in the highly formal, meticulously ordered world of presidential politics. From accidentally flooding the Oval Office to mistaking a foreign dignitary for a lost delivery man, her tenure at the White House is a constant source of eye-rolling exasperation and bewildered amusement for the staff. Enter President Jonathan "Jon" Sterling, the most powerful man in the world. He's known for his decisive nature, his sharp wit, and a surprisingly short fuse when it comes to presidential protocol. Initially, Ellie is nothing more than a bizarre, yet oddly charming, nuisance. But as her unvarnished honesty, unexpected insights, and hilarious misadventures slowly chip away at his presidential facade, Jon finds himself inexplicably drawn to this woman who sees past the title to the man underneath. "The President Fell for His White House Cleaner" is a hilarious, heartwarming, and utterly improbable romantic comedy about an ordinary woman stumbling into the most extraordinary of love stories. With a backdrop of White House antics, laugh-out-loud misunderstandings, and a sprinkling of international intrigue from Ellie's mysterious past, this novel proves that love can blossom in the most unlikely of places, even between the leader of the free world and his favorite — and most chaotic — cleaner.

Bella Rivers didn’t come to Whitethorn Academy looking for a second chance. She came to disappear in a new world. After a scandal blew up her life back home, she wanted to be somewhere no one knew her name — not the boy who leaked her nudes, and especially not the best friend who gave nothing but pure evil in return for her love. Fresh in a new school in the heart of the forest — much to Bella’s preference — she blends in like a chameleon. Sensing the energy from the last living descendant of the cursed Moonblood line, four boys — powerful and untouchable, the Greek gods — start circling around her like they’ve picked up a scent. “Did I become this beautiful overnight?” Bella questions herself. But when her skin burns beneath the moonlight and a mark blooms on her wrist like wildfire, Bella realizes she didn’t come here to escape her past. In fact, she possesses something entirely sensational — wilder than her dreams. Whatever’s been sleeping inside her? It has awakened hungry. And it doesn’t care who it burns to reclaim its throne.

Jae-hyun has it all — money, looks, confidence. But also? Major loneliness issues he’d never admit out loud. Dae-jin is just trying to survive, juggling classes and late-night delivery runs to stay in school. The last thing he needs is some spoiled rich guy messing with his head. Literally. Because the moment they meet, something weird happens. They can hear each other’s thoughts. Like, full-on mind-reading. No filters. No secrets. It’s awkward. It’s confusing. And it’s about to change everything. A slow-burn BL with banter, longing, and two idiots falling in love in the most unexpected way possible. |Mind connection sounds romantic — until you hear what he’d do to you in the shower.

Whispers Beneath the Loud Moon Dark Fantasy | Enemies-to-Lovers | Soul-Shard Quest | Erotic Tension Betrayed. Shattered. Cursed. Clive was supposed to be a hero. Instead, his soul was broken to seal away a god—and the witch Maedra made sure he lived to regret it. Now he hunts the scattered fragments of himself, each one buried in monsters, memories, and desire. A half-nude warrior woman created by Maedra joins him, her body a weapon, her motives unknown. A silver-haired flirt stalks his path, her secrets sharp as her smile. And his only companion? A snarky talking skull who may be more than he seems. Beneath the Loud Moon, lust burns, lies twist, and every shard recovered makes Clive less human—and more dangerous. Can he reclaim himself before the truth breaks him again?

Neva and Rhett—two young souls—find their heartstrings woven in love. But just as passion and peace begin to bloom, fate intervenes. Bleak, haunting circumstances scatter blades across their romance, threatening to tear them apart. Ishmael—a man with a heart of thorns—yearns to mend the wound of losing Neva. And in the end, rays of love and joy filter through the clouds of horror that darken his world—as Neva appears before him once more. Twisted fate entangles them all, revealing the Game of Sphere, as misery scorches their souls. A concealed life beyond turns its pages—one after another—gathering sin and virtue, tragedy and fortune, strength and frailty, creation, love... and hate. Illusion is where we live—in the garden of Eden before the fall of man. Illusion is serenity—an evermore sanguine of love. The vision of paradise in the New Earth sows hope deep in the soul. The delusory pleasures of this world ignite the flames that burn in oceans of fire. Illusive Eden is rapture. Illusive Eden is tragedy. The fall of man—even now bleeds red. The whisper whirls the dawn of a man—he who pretends to be the hero. --- The girl who once vowed to be his forever Now forbids him to ever appear. She refuses to recognize him, Disregarding all he ever was. He vows to protect her. Yet he is the terrifying truth she prays is a lie. He trips her, rips her apart— He's the living tragedy looming over her life. He once was her Elayne, now her hiraeth. He is the villain—pretending to be the hero. --- The Lord is the way— Steady through the wilderness. The King is the truth— Burning through the lies. The Father is the life— Breathing spirit into dust. She kneels before the Ruler, The God who shaped galaxies— He has called her a poet. Her tongue shall be anointed. Her poetry shall be the rivers of His word. She will scatter seeds in broken fields, And He will send the sun. He will send the rain. He will draw the roots down deep. He yields to the Ruler, The God of blazing holiness— He has called him a soldier. His fists shall be unclenched. The sword of the Spirit rests in his grip. He will shield the sower of the seeds, As storms rise against the harvest. His strength will be not his own, But drawn from the marrow of grace. This faith shall shake the mountains, For He has conquered the filth of the flesh. This flame will cleanse the shadows. For He has defeated the darkness. This love shall live on for eternity, For He has overcome the mortal world.

The VR craze reaches its peak with the release of Glory Through War, the MMORPG that promises to turn the number one player into a real-life tycoon. Four friends, united by ambition and a twisted sense of humor, dive headfirst into the chaos with one goal in mind: reach the top — no matter the cost. As the virtual world becomes a battlefield, they won’t hesitate to trample anyone in their way. Races? Hierarchies? They laugh at them. White, Black, demi-human, or some absurdly rare species with powers that defy logic — no one is safe. The strategy is simple: kill, loot, and laugh while their enemies beg for mercy. —Let’s leave them without underwear. silk, if possible. — Oh, forgot the coffee filter at home, did you? — HAHAHAHAH. — Shut the hell up and get to work, you sons of bitches.

Meet Alex Knight, a hardworking young man burdened by crushing debt and a bleak future. When his new boss turns his life into a waking nightmare, Alex finds himself trapped in a job he can't escape, his future held hostage by the whims of a tyrant. Just when he believes he has one anchor left—his girlfriend's love—a devastating betrayal leaves him utterly broken. But then the world changes. The system descends, dragging everyone into a chaotic new reality. Alex becomes the first to sync with it, earning a mysterious title: [Apocalypse Baby] [You have awakened the skill: Exploding Touch] [Anything you touch turns into a bomb.] Armed with a deadly gift, Alex rises from the ashes of his former life to become an unstoppable force in an urban fantasy world where power rules and vengeance drives him forward. Author’s Note: This story is about a man who loses everything—his freedom, his love, his sense of self—before the world itself collapses into chaos. Alex isn't a stoic hero who shrugs off pain. He feels it, breaks under it, and then rebuilds from the wreckage. Some readers might call him dramatic. And they're right—this isn't a power fantasy about a flawless protagonist. It’s about a man clawing his way back with explosive power, raw emotion, and zero filters. If you're into emotionally intense underdogs who explode (literally and metaphorically), welcome to the ride.

Mimi's just a regular high school girl... kind of. Cute, sweet, and always glowing in her soft Douyin makeup, she's the type who smiles at strangers and leaves little heart stickers on everything she owns. With golden blonde streaks in her black hair and a closet full of pastel skirts, she's basically a walking filter. But her world flips upside down when her parents suddenly drop a bomb: she's getting married. To a Russian CEO. Who's ten years older. And doesn't even like her. Kijo Volkov is cold, ruthless, and way too busy running her billion-dollar company to care about romance - especially not with some high school girl who thinks love is pink and sparkly. She didn't even show up to their wedding night. Just signed the papers, handed over the penthouse keys, and went back to work like nothing happened. Now Mimi's living in her apartment, completely alone. Every morning she wakes up early to cook breakfast for a wife who never shows up. She goes to school, comes home, makes lunch, and waits. Kijo never texts. Never calls. Barely speaks. But Mimi doesn't give up easily. Even if her wife is cold, Mimi's heart is warm. Even if they barely speak... they still live under one roof. And this marriage? It's legally binding. She didn't ask for this. Neither did Kijo. But fate doesn't care what they want. And hearts don't stay frozen forever. This is a slow-burn, age-gap, enemies-to-lovers sapphic romance filled with tension, emotional walls, late-night gazes... and yes, NSFW scenes throughout. GL (Girl x Girl) Mature / 18+ content Slow burn romance with spice Cold CEO x Soft Schoolgirl vibes

A failed fashion designer opens a controversial nude figure drawing school in Tokyo. Students come to confront trauma, identity, and intimacy. Every sketch becomes a window into repressed desire—and every pose, a confession.

In ancient times, the true source of heaven and earth's spiritual energy was violent and chaotic. The ancestors of the human race used the "Heavenly Spirit Root" as a chain to domesticate and filter spiritual energy in order to cultivate it. But the cost is cutting off the possibility of touching the true origin and breaking free from the rules of the immortal realm. Pseudo spiritual roots are actually "primitive spiritual roots" that have not been contaminated by shackles and can directly communicate with the violent source spiritual energy. They have infinite potential but are extremely difficult to activate, and are deliberately stigmatized by the immortal world.

"They called me a madman. A hacker. A pervert. I preferred the term 'Visionary Overlord in Progress.'" In the modern world, Sen Zu was a genius hacker with a cracked sense of humor and no filter. Between breaking into bank systems and flirting with anime girls on his monitor, he dreamed of one thing... Power. Then a truck ended his career... and his life. But death was just the start. Waking up in a ruined village, in a dying world ruled by martial clans, greedy sects, and collapsing kingdoms, Sen Zu receives a gift: [Lord System Activated.] [Congratulations, You Are Now Village Chief.]

UNSCRIPTED By Celine Ephraim A Story of Youth, Christ, and the Love We Don’t Talk About What happens when the strong one finally breaks? Jasmine is twenty — a quiet fighter carrying secrets too heavy for her age. On the outside, she looks like every other girl trying to navigate life, school, and family. But behind closed doors, she's a storm of unspoken pain. A broken home. A miscarriage no one knew about. A love that left her emptier than before. A silence with God that’s louder than any church sermon. She's not trying to be perfect — just to survive. In a world full of filters, toxic trends, and pressure to perform, Jasmine is drowning in expectations. She’s the oldest daughter who had to grow up too soon. The girl who gave away too much, too fast. The sister protecting her younger siblings while wondering, who will protect me? She wants to believe in God. She wants to trust in love. But when life hits hard, and faith feels far away, how do you heal from things you’ve never even said out loud? UNSCRIPTED is not just a novel — it’s a mirror. It reflects the stories we hide. The guilt we bury. The loneliness we mask with perfect captions. It’s for the girl who’s tired of pretending. For the boy who’s questioning everything. For the woman carrying pain from her teenage years. For the man who silently regrets. This is not just Jasmine’s journey. It’s yours. It’s every soul that ever asked: “God… where were You when I was breaking?” Raw. Emotional. Real. UNSCRIPTED will pull you in — and leave you transformed.

Riya believed her life was already complicated enough — juggling work, family pressure, and a past that refuses to fade. What she didn’t expect was a car crash… with a stranger who pushed all her buttons. She lashed out without filter, calling him every rude name in the book — not knowing he was Ryansh Malhotra, the aloof, arrogant CEO of the very company she worked for. Ryansh — cold, calculating, and used to control — is shocked and strangely intrigued by this firecracker of a girl who dared to speak to him like no one else ever had. Instead of punishing her, he does something worse — he keeps her close. What begins as a series of sharp glances and heated arguments soon spirals into a tangled connection neither can deny. But secrets, office politics, and their haunting pasts threaten to ruin everything. Can love blossom between two souls bound by fate but divided by truth? Entangled Fates is a stormy tale of first impressions, hidden identities, and the dangerous line between hate and love.

Kaien Everflame was a nobody. No talent. No blessings. No kingdom backing him. When the gods summoned "heroes" from another world, Kaien wasn’t supposed to be among them. But fate—glitched, broken, twisted—dragged him in anyway. Stripped of power and tossed into the wild like garbage, Kaien is left to die in a world of monsters, dungeons, and divine bloodlines. But instead of giving up… He unlocks the Crest of Calamity—a forbidden power that adapts to kill anything stronger than him. Now, Kaien doesn’t just want to survive. He wants revenge. Respect. A harem. And one hell of a legacy. But he’s not alone. Alongside four other outcasts— Reinhard Skyeveil, a disgraced noble with wind-blade mastery Donovan Blackguard, a silent guardian with an unbreakable will Aziel Duskborne, a fire prince with charm, trauma, and flirt game Monku Ironpelt, a beastkin brawler with fists, loyalty, and zero filter (And okay, also Nikolai. He’s smart. But he’s not lewd.) Together, they’ll take on kingdoms, slay corrupted beasts, flirt with goddesses, break the world’s rules—and maybe even fix it. Brotherhood. Betrayal. Boobs. Blades. This isn’t your average isekai. This is a full-blown rise-from-the-dirt-to-divinity epic with waifus, war, and wild magic.

They say the greatest discovery is born out of passion, and that was the spark of her journey. Linda Song, a modern day assistant at an elite auction house, stumbled upon an unexpected page in the inventory ledger, a page she had no recollection of ever seeing or creating. It described a relic renowned for its time-traveling ability in the past. Driven by curiosity to decipher if such a relic truly existed, and what secrets it holds if it does, she makes her way into the store-keep and to her greatest surprise, there it stood...just as it was described in the ledger. Bewildered by its beauty, and anxious to discover whether the relic truly held such abilities, or was it just another fallacy put together to attract the highest bidder, she sought to examine it. Linda carries the small stone under the sun rays filtering through the storeroom window to get a better view. Suddenly, it pulsed and a blue fluorescent light erupted from the relic, engulfing Linda. And in an instant, the modern world surrounding her vanished. She was no longer Linda Song but a maid within the Inner Palace of a rising dynasty, caught between ambitious concubines and a simmering political conspiracy. What mystery lies behind the stone and her sudden transmigration? Will she survive this new world she has come to know, and will her modern knowledge prove valuable or become her downfall? Why not embark on this journey with her... ************************** DISCLAIMER This work is purely fiction, all characters, setting and events are ideas of the author. if anything in it resembles something you know of, then it's purely coincidence. this is a multiple side character book with the main lead growing and developing subtly. if you are lover of slow burn fantasy books, hook in...you will love this .

Genre: Dark Fantasy / Psychological Horror / Survival Game Themes: Existential dread, demonic pacts, fractured reality "You already asked for this." When red doors materialize worldwide, humanity is given no choice: step through or be erased. Those who enter find themselves in The Crucible—a hellish game dimension ruled by the demon Ezazrael and his hierarchy of Goetic nobles. Here, the rules are simple: Survive 66 days. Collect Soul Shards (from challenges or other players). Bargain, betray, or become part of the scenery. Our protagonist, a self-destructive nihilist already haunted by glitches in reality, discovers they’re "The Anomaly"—a bug in the system capable of warping the game’s fabric. But their power comes at a cost: the deeper they delve, the more they remember this isn’t their first cycle. As factions form (Contractors who serve demons, Glitched seers, and Architects who design torturous levels), the protagonist must confront the truth: The Crucible isn’t just a test. It’s a filter. Lucifer is rebuilding Earth, and only the cruelest or cleverest will be allowed to exist in the new world. To end the game, they must face Ezazrael—but the demon only smiles and repeats: "You invited me. Now, let’s see if you can win what you truly asked for."

Wu Feng was just a failed livestreamer with a sharp tongue and no filter—until he died mid-rant and reincarnated into a cultivation world as a “spirit-rootless trash orphan.” But instead of cultivating the Dao, he cultivates disrespect. Bound to the Petty System, Wu Feng gains power by humiliating hypocrites, roasting arrogant disciples, and dismantling centuries-old traditions—publicly. Armed with illusions, verbal kung fu, trolling combat arts, and a complete immunity to shame, he climbs the ladder of power by becoming the most disrespected man in the realms. While others ascend through pills and enlightenment, Wu Feng rises through poetic insults, sabotage, and theatrical revenge. The path of the Petty Sovereign has begun—and no one’s reputation is safe.

Adam was just your average internet troll—armed with sarcasm, zero filter, and way too much free time. His favorite pastime? Ragebaiting obsessive novel fans in group chats, especially the ones who worshipped "Eclipsed Devourer," a hit fantasy romance novel. He hated rhe ending about it. —The characters? Too well-written. —The plot? Surprisingly deep. —The ending? Absolute trash fire. But the final straw The cult-like fandom simping over "Lady Seraphina Blackthorn," the cold, powerful villainess with killer looks, dominatrix vibes, and thighs that could crush a man’s ego. Disgusted by their obsession, Adam swore: “I’d rather die than kneel or lick a woman’s boot like you degenerates!” The chat exploded with replies. He laughed so hard, he spilled his glass of water... ...right onto an exposed electrical wire. Zap. Now, Adam wakes up not in a hospital—but in the novel he despises. Worse There’s a steel collar around his neck

He destroyed her kingdom. Now he wants her heart. Taken as a concubine by the ruthless King Malek—known for razing realms with his god-like powers—Seraya swore she’d never bow. But the more she resists, the more obsessed he becomes. In a palace of jealous rivals and deadly secrets, Seraya must survive his obsession, outwit his enemies… and guard her heart before it’s claimed completely. Because soon, she’ll discover exactly why they call him the Conqueror— and what becomes of those who dare to defy him. -Enemies to Lovers -Tyrant King x Captive Princess -Palace Intrigue -Soul-bonded Fates Teaser Preview: Seraya didn’t look back. King Malek watched her disappear beyond the hedges, striding away purposefully, not allowing her pride on full display. Interesting. He stood in the garden’s center, arms loosely folded, pulse annoyingly fast. A part of him—cold and calculating—should’ve left by now. Should’ve called a guard to escort her, reminded himself she was just another unwilling offering from a conquered land. But the rest of him, the darker, quieter part… was intrigued. She was different. Most women fell over themselves trying to please him. Some wept. Some flattered. Others performed needlessly grand gestures to gain his notice. But Seraya? She hid under tables and looked at him like he was something less than impressive. Like he was just another guard with nothing to offer her. It was maddening. And strangely refreshing. Malek sat back down on the same cushion she’d just vacated, still warm from her body, her scent lingering faintly—honeysuckle and sun-warmed linen. This, he thought. This is the scent that has been evading him the past few weeks. He’d gotten lingering traces of it at times when he’d enter a room, but it was always a ghost of a scent. At times it had lingered around that little red headed concubine, Jane or something. She was decent in bed, eager for sure. But not what he wanted. Lying in bed afterwards, her true scent came out—apples and ivy, and left him feeling empty. What had first intrigued him had been an illusion. But he knew it existed somewhere in the palace. He’d felt like a bloodhound the past few weeks searching for its true owner. Of course it belonged to the little vixen who has been avoiding the king like the plague. He took another deep inhale. His hand drifted to the spot where her fingers had curled into the edge of the cushion. He let out a breath and chuckled softly to himself. “You really don’t know, do you?” he murmured to the empty garden. She hadn’t recognized him. Not without the crown, the robes, the ring of soldiers and desperate concubines. And gods, that made it even better. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to him without fear or flattery. She hadn’t lied to protect herself. She didn’t pander. She just was. Honest. Guarded, yes, but there had been a spark behind her eyes. A fire buried beneath the survival instincts. He’d seen it. Felt it. She hated him. And it thrilled him. He leaned his head back against the stone wall and closed his eyes, letting the filtered sunlight wash over his face. This garden had always been a quiet place, but now it felt… alive. Perhaps because for once, he didn’t have to be the king. He could be Lex—just a man in training clothes. Just a shadow on the edge of her world. And she had let him in, just a little. “She thinks I’m charming,” he mused aloud, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Poor girl.” He wouldn’t reveal himself yet. No, not until she was well and truly tangled. Until she wanted him—and hated herself for it. Until she looked at Lex the way all the others looked at Malek… and realized too late that they were the same man. But it wouldn’t be easy. She was flame wrapped in thorns. And if he reached too fast, too hard, she’d cut him before she burned him. He liked that. He hadn't meant to linger. A quiet moment int he library-that's all he wanted. But instead he found something better than peace. A challenge.

[The hottest superheroine in the market is after you!] [Ding! You've signed the beautiful anti-hero Raven: +1 Heart Link! You have also gained the new ability “Dark Cube”] [Ding! She's warming up to you… you've unlocked: “Shared Intimacy Bonus – Aura Boost (+5% all stats when nearby)”] [Congrats! The uprising heroine “Plasma Pixie” only wants to sign a contract with you!] [Your followers have skyrocketed to 750,000! They want to know more about their favorite recruiter!] [System Notice: Stream Milestone! You’ve reached #10 on HeroTok Live. +50,000 Credits. +Outfit Voucher: “Recruiter of Desire”] [Warning! Competing agency “Diamond Halo” is attempting to poach your contractee “Stormkiss.” Entering combat recruitment mode…] In the glamorous, hyper-commercialized metropolis of Liberty City, superheroism is a career—complete with sponsors, brand deals, ranking boards, and viral challenges. Flashy names, filtered action shots, and a few million followers on HeroNet are worth more than saving lives. At the bottom of this shiny pyramid? The underfunded, half-broke One-Star Hero Recruitment Agency called JusticeFindr. Oliver Grant is a 22-year-old burnout who works here as a broke recruiter. With zero combat ability, no powers, and no social capital, his life is a series of failed interviews, rejected applicants, and unpaid overtime. But after being maltreated and dumped by his girlfriend, he gains access to a weird black-market app called the Harem Talent System which turns his world around! [Ding! The system has activated!] [Recruit your first Superheroine to unlock your path to greatness!] Now, every time Oliver successfully recruits a female superhuman, he gains: — A fraction of her powers — Her loyalty (and eventual interest) — Fame across the meta-verse via the TalentFeed live-stream platform Soon, he’s not just building the strongest underground team of superheroines… He’s becoming an urban legend—an enigmatic Talent Broker who can “awaken the potential in any woman.” The Hero League hates him. The top agencies want to buy him out—or silence him. And every girl he recruits? Slowly begins to fall under the spell of his mysterious charisma… "From bottom-tier recruiter to god-tier heartbreaker — this is the era of my rise!"

After possessing the body of Heide Atrel, the protagonist of the visual novel Ethereal Love, he discovers the truth of reality: what the protagonist sees is a lie—filtered through scripted love and idealism—while the world seen by the unprivileged is darker, gloomier, and collapsing. Adopted by the greatest Clarion user, Heide must now climb to the top. If he fails, the world will fall apart—quietly, silently—without him even realizing it.

Prepare for "Intertwined Starfalls: Four Journeys. One Radiant Love. A Universe Aligned" – a captivating saga where destiny, love, and ancient powers collide! True-crime podcaster Liam O'Connell and reclusive heir Elara Blackwood brave Blackwood Manor's chilling secrets, unearthing dark family history and an unexpected connection. Simultaneously, coding prodigy Samir Sharma and vibrant influencer Chloe Davis navigate digital deception, fighting for authentic love in a filtered world. In Harmonypur, traditional potter Aarav Sharma and modern botanist Diya Mehta unite to protect their ancient grove, discovering a love as enduring as the earth itself. Meanwhile, grieving composer Marcus Thorne and resilient artist Isabelle Dubois confront personal tragedies, finding harmony through a healing art project. These four compelling love stories spectacularly converge at the New Hope Cultural Center's grand opening. A hidden historical truth ignites a complex crisis, forcing them to combine their unique strengths and blossoming affections to save the day and forge a shared future. Dive into a world where ancient ley lines hum beneath modern cities, and a multi-generational conspiracy threatens to control unseen energies. Can these eight unlikely heroes unravel the intricate web of deceit before it's too late? Discover a love forged in fire, a fight for authenticity, and the breathtaking power of a universe aligned.

If the world hadn’t already ended, Warren Smith would’ve become a serial killer. He was built for it cold, precise, methodical. Not driven by rage or trauma, but by a hunger for control. A creature of discipline and detachment. In the old world, he would’ve been studied. Hunted. Locked away. But the old world is long gone. Centuries ago, something broke everything broke. Civilization collapsed under its own weight, swallowed by unchecked ambition, mass failure, and rot. The cities fell. The satellites died. People learned to fear silence because silence meant they’d been forgotten. And then, hundreds of years later, came the System. Sold as a cure. Marketed as salvation. A new architecture to stitch the ruins back together. Embedded in human minds through chips and fragments, it offered power, skills, survival. It promised to lift the desperate into something more than just broken survivors. It lied. The System was never built to save anyone. It was a leash. A filter. A machine designed to manage what was left not fix it. It turned people into data. Into stats. Into expendable roles with preset fates. But Warren wasn’t part of that design. He’s what the System missed. What it couldn’t see. An Aberrant unregistered, unreadable, ungovernable. He moves through the shattered world not as a man, but as something becoming legend. A ghost in the mist. The silence before the violence. He doesn’t crave recognition. He doesn’t ask for power. He takes it quietly, completely, and without permission. Because Warren doesn’t survive the System. He dissects it. And what he builds from its broken parts is entirely his own. Even in a world of collapse and cruelty he’s the one thing still coming for Yellow Jacket is a post-apocalyptic, cyberpunk, stat-driven, hard sci-fi series with: a brutal anti-hero deep system mechanics cat-fueled chaos and a world built on lies.

At Quezon City High School, excellence is measured by medals, formulas, and quiz bees—not by RPG ranked ladders. Despite being top-ranked in the country for science and engineering, the school has zero tolerance for gaming culture; No clubs. No support. No recognition. Aiden, a quiet but top-performing STEM student, is tired of pretending his passion doesn’t matter. Alongside his best friends—Rei, a robotics prodigy with no filter, and Kenji, a class clown hiding a secret pro-gamer and top of the class alter ego—they escape into Cyber World Online, a full-dive VRMMORPG where skill, strategy, and grit define your worth. But everything changes when they meet Sir Jonas, a misunderstood teacher with a mysterious past and a bold proposal: form QCHS’s first eSports team—and prove to the school, the region, and the nation that gaming is more than a hobby. What starts as secret scrims in a hidden café escalates into high-stakes rivalries, internal struggles, and an all-or-nothing race toward the national VR circuit. With pressure from academics, prejudice from faculty, and threats from elite schools, Aiden and his team must fight for their place—not just in the game, but in a system that refuses to see them. Because sometimes, your real battle begins after you log out.

He leaned against an old oak tree, arms crossed, dressed in all black as usual. The golden glow of sunset filtered through the branches, lighting half his face while the other half melted into shadow. “You came,” he said without looking at her. “Don’t act surprised,” Evelyn replied. “You told me to.” “I also thought you’d be smart enough to stay away.” She walked closer, squinting at him. “You told me the truth when no one else would. That earns you one hour of trust. Use it wisely.” Lucien pushed off the tree and started walking deeper into the woods. “Follow me.” Evelyn hesitated before falling into step beside him. “So... you’re a vampire. Just going to accept that now.” “That’s probably for the best.” “And you kill other vampires.” “Only the ones who break the rules,” he said. “Most of my kind... don’t follow laws anymore.” “And what rules are those?” Lucien’s jaw tightened. “Don’t hunt humans. Don’t create chaos. Don’t let anyone discover us.” Evelyn raised an eyebrow. “You're doing a pretty terrible job at that last one.” He looked at her sideways. “You were an exception.”

Ethan's head throbbed violently as he opened his eyes, his vision hazy and unfocused. A dull ringing filled his ears, drowning out his thoughts. "What’s happening…?" he thought, his mind sluggish, struggling to catch up with reality. One moment, he was asleep—or at least, he thought he was—and the next, searing pain forced him awake. His vision swam, shapes blurring together in a disorienting mess. But then, muffled noises filtered through the haze—frantic, panicked sounds. Someone was trying to scream, their voice smothered, choked by something. A cold shiver ran down his spine. As his sight gradually sharpened, Ethan's breath hitched. He was on all fours, looming over someone. A girl. Her body twisted and writhed beneath him, ropes biting into her wrists and ankles. Her mouth was gagged, muffling her cries. Her wide brown eyes, brimming with fear and fury, glared up at him. Ethan's body locked in place, his blood running cold. "What the…?" His mind reeled, thoughts slamming into each other in chaotic disarray. "What kind of bizarre dream is this?" Panic clawed at his chest. His breath came in ragged, uneven gasps as he scrambled backward, only to realize his limbs felt sluggish, uncooperative, like they didn’t belong to him. "Is this… is this some kind of twisted fantasy I never knew I had?" A sickening thought slithered through his mind, making his stomach churn. The girl's frantic squirming slowed for a moment, her gaze flickering with confusion as she took in his expression—his trembling hands, his wide, horrified eyes. But the fear returned just as quickly. She struggled harder, her body arching, her muffled screams rising in pitch. Ethan wanted to speak, to say something, anything, but before he could force out a word, a glowing blue window materialized before his eyes. His breath caught. A translucent, hovering screen? "What…?" Lines of glowing text scrolled across its surface. --- [System Activated…] [Host Confirmed.] [Simulating Previous Data…] Ethan awakens in a mysterious world, shackled by a curse that clouds his judgment and drives him toward choices he never wished to make. Burdened by guilt and responsibility, he must navigate the fallout of his actions while unraveling the truth behind the curse—and his place in this enigmatic new reality.