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“Next, we have the most noble recipient of the Order of the Garter, the Grand Cross of Saint Michael and Saint George, the Grand Cross of the Bath, the Victoria Cross and the lower grades of Knighthood, the leader of the anti-colonial movement, the bell-ringer of the East India Company, the hero of the Crimean War, a Fellow of the Royal Society, a lifelong dear friend of literary giants such as Dickens and Great Dumas, a steadfast supporter of scientific luminaries like Faraday and Darwin, having served as assistant under-secretary, deputy under-secretary, and permanent under-secretary in departments of the Home Office and the Navy Department of the United Kingdom of Great Britain and Ireland, the inaugural Cabinet Secretary and head of the civil service, the first graduate and most distinguished alumnus of our school. Please welcome Sir Arthur Hastings to deliver a speech on the occasion of the fiftieth anniversary of the founding of the University of London.” Arthur's gaze swept across the crowd before him, looking at the young faces and murmured, “Agares, what do you think I should say?” The Red Devil's wraith hovered behind him, saliva almost dribbling from the corner of his mouth, “Look at these ignorant souls; they still worship you as a hero. Why not say something they'd like to hear?” Arthur took a deep breath and let out a deafening roar, “Oxford is a bunch of whores' bastards!” “Oh!!!!” The audience erupted into thunderous applause. “Cambridge is the same!” he added immediately. The applause grew even more fervent... (The protagonist, possessed by a devil, travels through 19th-century Britain in a world without magic)

3000 years after his disappearance, Xue An had undergone cultivation and came back as an invincible fairy. But upon his return to Earth, he realised that he had a pair of twin daughters. “Papa, this dragon doesn’t taste good!” “Oh, this must be an ancestor-grade dragon that has lived for much too long. Its meat has become a little dry. Next time, we shall eat a young dragon within ten thousand years of age.” Some dragon that had existed since the beginning of the universe was lying on the floor, trembling and shivering. “Papa, between you and the other Immortal-emperor mannies, who is more powerful?” Xue An smiled. There was not a single soul that could withstand even just one blow from him. If there was! That would at most be two! “My dear daughters, I will make you girls the happiest princesses in this whole, wide world. No, in this whole universe! And it’s the two of you!”

Leila Calloway’s last moments were filled with agony and betrayal. The people she loved most—her best friend, Ellie, and her boyfriend, Jace—stole her supplies, took her weapons, and left her to die in the jaws of the undead. As the infection consumed her, she vowed that if given another chance, she would never trust so blindly again. When she wakes up three months before the apocalypse, that chance is hers. This time, she won’t be the one left behind. Determined to change her fate, Leila sets out to prepare—stockpiling resources, securing a shelter, and strengthening herself for the horrors to come. But as she walks the road of survival, she finds herself drawn to Kai Darrow, a hardened survivor with his own ghosts to battle. Unlike the love that once destroyed her, Kai's loyalty is built in fire and blood. But can she trust love again when her past has already proven it can be her downfall? As the undead rise and rival factions fight for control, Leila must navigate a world where betrayal is as deadly as the virus itself. Will her second chance lead her to vengeance—or to a love strong enough to survive the end of the world?

Death followed Achilles like a plague. Finding himself at his lowest point, he comes to realize how little value human life held as terrifying Advanced Humans and Evolutius Beasts waded across the Colonies of this world. About to lose the only remaining person close to him by falling into the jaws of an Evolutius Beast, a spark bloomed inside of him, and he saw a distinct blue panel appear before his eyes! [Achilles Maxwell] [Assimilation]:: - [Existence Corruption Value]:: 0% [Complexity]:: Negligible A simple spark. And yet the changes it brought…were limitless!

Zero, a 35-year-old mercenary, after being betrayed by one of his teammates who told his enemy about him. He chooses suicide by blowing himself up with a suicide bomb so that he can kill his enemy and his traitor teammate. After that, he was reincarnated into the world of magic, in the body of an 18-year-old teenager with the same name as him. However, his body does not have mana or the talent for magic. But with the help of the cultivation system, he has unrivaled power in the world and has a harem of beautiful wives.

Alchemists are a prestigious and rare profession, and to become a qualified alchemist, one must first be a wizard. Wizards themselves are a noble and scarce breed. However, when a soul filled with thoughts of AK-47, ballistic trajectories, landmines, skateboards, and other otaku concepts inhabits the body of the most humble and lowly of slaves, and this slave becomes an alchemist, it’s as if a bomb has been dropped into a lake, sending waves crashing across the world. What’s even more surprising is that this guy not only refuses to follow the ancient traditions of alchemy passed down for thousands of years but also insists on creating outlandish inventions. The water-based magic potions he creates are completely revolutionary, turning centuries of alchemical history on its head, now reduced to tiny granules instead of the usual concoctions. As for his understanding of weapons and magic, it's equally unconventional: "Well, my weapon can directly eliminate your enemies right in your home—who needs a greatsword? And my magic cannon fires hundreds of fireballs in the time it takes you to cast one fireball spell, so who needs a staff? As for potions, it’s all about convenience and portability. But the most important thing is gold, gold, because only with enough gold can you buy all the things you need!” Kent shouted as he passionately defended his creations. It all started with an accident and a contract with a magical monster...

Humanity has endured for millions of years, but recorded history only spans a mere four thousand years. During that unrecorded deep-sea age, what exactly were we doing? Countless indescribable beings ruled the universe, and our powerful ancestors preserved the fire of human civilization under their threat. Then they disappeared, and we rose. Now, they are coming back, mysterious psychic powers are awakening, the flame of human civilization is slowly extinguishing, and no kings are in sight... Chen Ke opens his eyes to see a world full of ruins and himself on the brink of death. The moment his heart was pierced by the Blasphemous Dagger, he became a dying man without a heart. Able to survive only 2 hours...

"Do you think sleeping with you once isn't enough after what you did to make me famous? Would you do it a second time?" Li Qingshen remained silent. Ling Momo pouted before biting her finger. "Ten times?" She asked. Li Qingshen still remained silent. Ling Momo tugged at her own hair. She clenched her jaw. "Twenty times?" Li Qingshen turned around to leave. Ling Momo was frantic. She stomped her feet. "Is twenty times still too little? You can't possibly want a hundred times." Li Qingshen smiled. "That'll do..."

In the world of underground racing, reputations are earned on the asphalt, where speed and skill determine the apex predators of the night. Enter the realm of “Street Racing” a gripping tale of adrenaline, intrigue, and personal revelation that throttles into the life of an unexpected hero—Zhuifeng, the enigmatic God of Racing. Zhuifeng’s life is a maze of contradictions. Known for his impulsive demeanor and penchant for drinking, he hides a legendary prowess on the race circuit—a talent so profound it could elevate him from obscurity to infamy overnight. However, Zhuifeng carries a burden that keeps him on edge, a secret tethered to a mysterious past and a future precariously balanced on the turn of his steering wheel. Join Feng as he blazes a trail through jaw-dropping rally stages and nail-biting showdowns, winning hearts and confronting the shadows of his past. Prepare to be swept away by a saga where the road to truth accelerates at full throttle…and not everyone crosses the finish line. _____________________________ Discord: https://discord.gg/4a56fVCB Read Ahead At: https://lightnovelking.blogspot.com/

Darren King is as crude as they come. A tribrid - part vampire, part werewolf, part witch and bathed in angel blood. Protector of the Trifrom. War hero. First and last of his kind. And only through his progeny can there be hybrids. But he has a problem. He is bound to the Blood Moon, limiting his options of wives to the royal bloodline. Although respected in the vampire and werewolf clans, he won't be given worthy "vessels" (wives). And as the witches have ostracised him, he's running out of time. In a dark corner, demons have begun to appear, scheming to resurrect their fallen king. While Darren runs against a thousand-year-old curse, dangers are lurking for his new family. Will he be able to protect the world again, saving humans from dangers they have long forgotten? Or will he lose his family and give up on a world that never loved him?

"Lucifer," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the screams that filled the air. The metallic scent of blood choked her senses as she watched him move—slicing through bodies like they were nothing, his every movement precise, merciless. Blood splattered across his face, darkening the sharp edges of his jaw, but his eyes... his eyes were what made her breath hitch. They weren’t the same warm brown she had once drowned in. They burned with an untamed rage, cold and soulless. And then they found hers. Green met fire. Tears clung to her lashes, her chest rising and falling in uneven breaths. But Alessio Moretti—Lucifer himself—froze the second he saw her. Angel D’souza had been the wrong girl to be ***napped, just a mistake. But somehow, she had become his undoing. The man she had fallen for, the man who had made her feel safe in the darkest of nights, was now standing before her, bathed in crimson, the monster whispered about in nightmares. Her heart pounded. Was this who he truly was? Had she fallen for a lie? He took a step forward, his blade still dripping, his expression unreadable. She took a step back. He noticed. His jaw clenched, something desperate flashing across his face, but she didn’t wait. She turned—heart racing, mind screaming at her to run. But could she ever truly escape him? Would he let her? Or worse… did she even want to?

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.

Suddenly, something moved in the dark corner of the room, catching my attention. Startled out of my mind, I leaped back in fear, grabbing the first object my hands landed on... a lamp, and holding it in front of me defensively, like a weapon. From the farthest corners of the darkness, a figure gradually began to emerge, slowly taking shape as it stepped into the rays of sunlight pouring through the windows. Bit by bit, the light revealed his features. He was tall, with a lean, chiseled physique, and his shoulders were broad. Silver-blonde hair spilled from his head, falling loosely around his face, giving him both a wild and seductive look, and I couldn't look away. Not from this beautiful man. He had jaw-dropping facial features that consisted of a sharp jaw with equally sharp cheekbones, a straight nose, a perfect mouth, and by the heavens, expressionless eyes. Eyes of gold and brown. Eyes that stared straight into mine. I fought back a shudder, muttering a silent curse under my breath. So, this was Dragos. ********** Centuries after his brother’s betrayal, Dragos Nicolae Vlad III has chosen solitude over his destined role as the leader of vampires. But when Dawn Carter, a young woman with financial struggles, lands a job at the Vlad mansion, her immunity to Dragos’ compulsion stirs something long dead within him—worry. He needs to find out why. Dawn has no idea vampires exist, let alone that she’s living among them—or that the dangerously gorgeous Dragos is their chosen one. As feelings start to grow between them, old wounds and new desires surface, but their love isn’t meant to be. She is something else—something pure. And he? A being forged from dark magic, forever damned. A vampire, and not just any kind. Will Dragos give up the first woman to touch his heart in over four hundred years? Or can their forbidden love create a path to peace for both human and vampire species?

A group of Spec Ops operators are saved from the jaws of death by the intervention of the Supreme Law of Time. After waking from a coma, the team's leader finds himself bound to an alien symbiote. And thanks to the symbiote, the team is thrust into the hidden world of Will awakeners; individuals who use their Will to harness superhuman abilities. As if that wasn't bad enough, the team accidentally uncover a conspiracy by a powerful shadow organisation which then puts them in the central position in the fight against the organisation and their nefarious plans for the world. Thus, begins the journey of the Soldiers chosen by Time!

After leaving earth in a pathetic way, Asher finds his soul in the body of a baron's bastard son. As the last surviving member of the Ashbournes, Asher must take up the mantle and build his territory or die in the jaws of a beast or the blades of hungry nobles greedy for his territory. Luckily, he did not enter this man-eat-man world without support. [Ding! Soulbinding successfully completed.] [Would the host like to upgrade your bronze-ranked butler to a powerful silver-ranked swordsman? Yes or No.] ............. https://discord.com/invite/8Ufe4789YX

Azel woke up in a crypt with no memory of who or even what he is. When he encounters a rather unfriendly duo he discovers that his true nature is that of a ticking time bomb. Desperate to maintain his humanity, Azel agrees to accompany the two to a civilisation that actively despises his nature. And it certainly doesn't help when he finds himself in the middle of a power struggle between individuals he can't even fathom.

Pure instinct to aid the weak. A noble impulse, right? My 'sin,' or perhaps my supreme stupidity, was trying to save a woman and her daughter from a brutal death. In the heat of the skirmish, a moment of carelessness cost me a gunshot. And then, the ironic confirmation of an old suspicion: the God of this world finds amusement in fallen heroes. Just as the darkness was claiming me, a strange phenomenon tore me from its jaws... only to throw me into the body of a noble baby, a child born with privileges, yes, but also with a curse. Lucien Whiteheart, his parents' fifth attempt at having an heir, was a doomed body. A grotesque curse denied them descendants, and now, I, a trapped soul, faced a premature death at the hands of enemies I never provoked. A blessing or a cruel joke of fate? I’ll find out, if I survive.

Leon Dryden was born into nobility, the cherished son of a powerful warrior family. Gifted with talent beyond his years, he was destined for greatness. But Leon is no ordinary child. In his past life, he was a one-armed general—a hardened warrior who led armies, bathed in blood, and died on the battlefield. Though his memories are fragmented, his instincts remain. The weight of a sword, the dance of battle—these things are imprinted deep within his soul. Now reborn in a peaceful kingdom that has abandoned war, Leon struggles with the weakness of childhood, haunted by flashes of a past he can’t fully recall. As he grows, his instincts awaken, drawing the attention of nobles, warriors, and forces far beyond his control. With his father’s training, his sister’s rivalry, and the looming presence of magic—Leon must forge his own path. Will he become the protector this world needs? Or will the echoes of his past drag him back into the darkness of war?

Struggling to make ends meet, orphan Arthur Velkyn finds his life thrown into chaos with an unsuspecting day bearing a solar eclipse, allowing cosmic monstrosities to crawl from within and devour anyone in sight. However, he never expected to be chosen by the Order of Pilgrims and become a pilgrim—brave souls who take up arms against the eldritch monstrosities. Now, with the responsibilities of a pilgrim thrust upon him, Arthur sets out fighting against the eldritch horrors; defending the land of Erthyl with only one question in mind: What truly happened to his parents? Will he uncover the truth and put an end to the encroaching darkness, or will he be taken into its jaws?

I watch him. Always. Caspian Devereux moves through the halls like he owns them-because he does. Untouchable. Unreachable. Perfect. But I see him differently. The way his fingers tap against the desk when he's restless. The slight clench of his jaw when he's annoyed. The way his lips barely part when he exhales. He doesn't notice me. No one does. But that's fine. Because I notice everything. And one day... Caspian Devereux will notice me too.

After four long years, He Yiming finally achieved his goal: becoming a Sect Master. With the activation of the sect system, he gained access to incredible sign-in rewards and a game-changing ability—the power to summon souls from Earth, reshape their bodies, and turn them into disciples of his sect. Despite being weak and struggling to defeat even the simplest monsters, they brought chaos and change to the very meaning of cultivation. From suicide attacks to shit bombs they approached every challenge with a craze drive for more. Redefining the very world This is just a better translation of the novel since it's so hard to read for some people

Desperate for a mother's love led me to build my own miserable life. I was yearning for a mother's care and love which my father couldn't afford. I need a woman who I will call a mother, cook my food, bathe me, sing for me, and pet me. You may be asking me about my mother. yes, I never got to meet her. She died a few hours after my birth. I killed her and no one can convince me that I didn't because she died to save me. So I grew up with my dad and also a nurse. Mrs. Theresa took care of me till I was four years old. My Dad was trying his best to make me happy. He wastes his precious time with me, and he takes me out every weekend. He made sure that I did not lack anything. He's wealthy and owns many investments. Therefore, I didn't lack anything. But! Something was missing, guess what it was, a mother's love and care. Thus, it was the reason why I was different from others. My life was different.

When you've lived a life veiled by the most mediocre illusions, the highs and lows that eventually confront you feel even more impactful. This story is of a boy, who unbeknownst to himself, is a catalyst in a war much grander than his troubles, and even his existence. Leaving behind a mother who challenged forces beyond her comprehension, for a lineage that hasn't seen the light ever since it stepped into the abyss. This is a journey of discovery, love, deceit, and pursuit of the truth.

Trapped on a billionaire’s private island. A hurricane raging outside. And a passion neither of them saw coming. When fierce environmental scientist Juniper Hale is forced into a reluctant partnership with Adrian Blackwood, a powerful tech mogul who sees the world in numbers and profits, sparks fly and not the good kind. Their partnership is a ticking time bomb, she’s prepared for battle, not romance. Their clashes turn into a war of wills, but when a deadly storm leaves them stranded together, their hatred transforms into something far more dangerous. Secrets from Juniper’s past threaten to unravel her, while Adrian’s empire teeters on the edge of destruction. In a game where trust is a currency neither is willing to spend, will they survive the storm…or be consumed by it.

You shouldn’t read this novel. This is not a tale of righteousness, nor a saga of noble heroes. This is the story of a world bathed in blood, where morality is a fleeting illusion and the strong devour the weak without remorse. There are no destined saviour's, no grand prophecies, only an eternal struggle where life is cheap, and death is a whisper away. Fēng Zūn Jìng was born in darkness, shaped by betrayal, and baptized in carnage. He walks the path of demons, unchained by mercy, unburdened by guilt. In a world where heaven turns a blind eye and hell welcomes all, he will carve his name into eternity—with screams, with suffering, with the lamentations of the fallen. You think you can handle this story? Think again. This is not for the faint of heart, nor for those who seek comfort in happy endings. The horrors of human nature, the cruelty of fate, and the abyss of despair lie ahead. Turn back now, before it’s too late. But if you truly believe yourself strong enough… then step forward, and embrace the darkness.

As Mia drove through the bustling city streets, her heart began to race—not from the traffic, but from the chilling knowledge that a bomb had been planted in her car. The news had come through a frantic message on her phone, a warning from an anonymous source that sent her spiraling into a state of panic. She gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white as she fought to maintain control. With every red light, her dread deepened. She knew that the moment she stopped the car, the bomb would detonate. The thought of leaving her Lysander behind filled her with a profound sense of sorrow. They had so many plans, dreams of a future together that now felt impossibly distant. With trembling hands, she picked up her phone and dialed Lysander’s number. “Mi Amore?” Lysander’s voice came through, laced with concern. “What’s wrong?” Mia smiled sadly, he could always tell when something was bothering her and yet she was going to leave him. “Lysander , I need you to listen to me,” she said, her voice quivering. “ You’re a very great person. I never thought I would find this type of love. I only thought love like this was just a fairytale. But you….you….” Mia paused taking in a deep breath. “Anna? What’s happening? Is something wrong? You’re scaring me.” Tears rolled down her cheeks as she turned her head towards the backseat where the bomb sat. How could she tell this to Lysander? She was going to die and leave him. She was going to leave him alone with the thoughts and dreams they shared. Silence hung heavy on the line, and Anna could almost hear the rapid beating of her heart. “I just found out…… I… I don’t have much time,” she choked out, tears streaming down her cheeks. “I’m so sorry, love. I won’t be able to see you again.” “Don’t say that! We’ll figure this out! Just tell me what’s happening? ” he urged, desperation creeping into his tone. “No, please, just listen. It’s too late now. I love you so much, and I want you to remember that. You’ve made my life so beautiful. I wish I could hold you one last time.” Her voice broke as she fought to keep her composure. “Anna, don’t—” “I have to go, Lysander . Just know that I’m always with you.” With that, she hung up, her heart shattering into a million pieces. She looked at the cliff ahead of her and stepped on the gas, the car racing towards the cliff. ************* In the heart of a bustling college town, twenty-year-old Anna Mia Harper is juggling classes, bills, and a growing sense of despair as an orphan navigating life on her own. Desperate for cash, she stumbles upon a peculiar job listing: a grave cleaner and companion for the dead at the local cemetery, promising a month’s rent for just one night of work. Excited by the prospect, Anna Mia arrives under the eerie glow of the moon, ready to face whatever the night may bring. But when she encounters a mysterious man lounging atop a tombstone—one who bears a striking resemblance to a deceased local legend—her heart races. Is he a ghost, a trick of the light, or something more sinister?

Meet Morticia Katz, the rebellious high school outcast with a notorious reputation and bubbling vendetta against the one person who makes her skin crawl: Maverick. Their toxic relationship is a ticking time bomb, fueled by a deep-seated loathing that's only matched by their polar opposite personalities and values. But when Morticia discovers she's truly being forced into a marriage with her arch-nemesis, her world is turned upside down. With her freedom and sanity on the line, she'll stop at nothing to escape this catastrophic fate. How far will she go to avoid a lifetime of misery with the one person she despises most?

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] He is her salvation. She, his demise. Yet, he refuses to let her go… Mineah, the youngest Princess of Ebodia, was cursed at birth to remain untainted and bring misfortune to those around her. This prophecy looms over her like a dark cloud, growing bigger every year it does not come to pass. She exists in hushed rumors as a pitiful figure - fragile, meek, unwanted. Underneath that mask is a strong and feisty vixen worthy of being a queen. And this would-be queen has set her eyes on breaking her curse, even if that means tricking the most cunning vampire ever born. Nikolai, though reclusive and enigmatic, is revered by the Kingdom of Valcrez as a wise and powerful ruler. Unbeknownst to his loyal subjects, his image of perfection is a web of lies that if exposed can send their kingdom and everything they hold dear crumbling beneath their feet. When these two find their paths crossed in a marriage alliance, the game of Crown's Seduction begins. But just who is the hunter and who is the prey? ******** Excerpt: “Why are you stripping naked in front of me?” she questioned with a frown, doing little to hide the irritation in her voice. Her goal was to capture only his heart, not his whole body! “Am I not allowed to have a bath with my wife?” he remarked with a cold tone. “I purposely asked for a big tub to just make sure that the two of us will fit in it together.” She sighed, not tearing her gaze away from him as she regained her composure. Seeing him smirk she forced herself to get comfortable as he spoke. “That’s more like it. You said it yourself that no one forced you into marrying me. Instead, you offered and volunteered yourself willingly for it, so I expect that you’ll be confident enough to share a bath with your husband,” Nikolai confidently stated. “After all, we’ll do more than this soon enough.” Shameless… Preventing herself from rolling her eyes, she managed to give him a smile as she said, “Don’t blame me if you die on me then.” **** Note: Volume 1: Main Story Status - Completed (Chapters 1 to 403) Volume 2: Side Story Status - Completed (Chapters 404 to 472) Volume 3: Side Story Status - Completed (Chapters 473 to 491) **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

Hoplite Thirty-Seven had thought he was going to die, that his long career of serving Terna and the Eighth Arm had come to an end after the antimatter bomb had detonated... Yet that had not been the case. Instead, he had ended up on a back-water world where nothing made sense. Magic wasn't supposed to be real, neither were elves or other fantasy creatures... yet here on Ahkoolis, that was reality. Stranded in a hostile environment he didn't understand, Hoplite will struggle to come to grips with his new surroundings as he seeks out the other survivors of The Sparrow... If any could be found.

Baek Junseo is sent to Japan to carry out the sabotage of threat that could bring down de local economy and safety of his country. But as soon as he arrives he disappears completely. His only trace left behind? The constant feeling of being watched that Vasiliy, his target, has begun to have for some time now.