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Aria Castellano was bred to be the perfect weapon, a shadow-walker trained from childhood to kill for her mafia family using both blade and dark magic. But when she hesitates to execute Dante Moretti, the psychic heir of their rival family, that moment of mercy destroys everything. Five years later, striped off her memories and powers, leaving her vulnerable and human. Dante, who has spent years building his own supernatural empire while plotting revenge, finally has her in his grasp. But the broken, gentle woman he captures bears no resemblance to the deadly assassin who spared his life.

There is no mercy for the fallen. Not for the dead, and certainly not for Caelus de Luvelaine. Having been sent to die in the frontlines of the war, he was offered a chance to live by the very one he sought to slay. The Archdemon. After being presumed dead for five years, Caelus returns in search of answers at the most prestigious institution in the empire. No house, no title, just a fallen with nothing to his name. Note: Official cover art is being commissioned

[Slayer: You can see the health bars of all beings. Every attack is guaranteed to deal damage—no exceptions, not even Mystics or Gods!] [Stalker: Lurking in the shadows, forever forsaking the light.] [Arbiter: Now… it is time for judgment.] … “Come on! Let me slash you just once!” “Can’t die? Doesn’t matter—once your health bar hits zero, you’re dead!” “As long as there’s a health bar—Mystics, Gods, whoever—I’ll kill them all. Watch me.” The world’s dark side… cloaked in mysterious fog, riddled with shattered maps, corrupted by the Aberrants of the Abyss, entangled in unanswered enigmas. Ahead, the mist is too thick to see a path forward. Behind, there’s no light to return to. Some chose to believe in the light. Some chose to extinguish it. Some surrendered themselves to the abyss. But those caught in between—what choice do they have? … The Abyss descends. The Aberrants invade. There is no light. And the gods? They do not die? A young man looked up at the starry sky above. Up there—he saw it. A health bar. A long one. “Gods, Mystics… that glowing thing just now—was that your health bar?”

In a world ruled by chaos and war, 19-year-old Rafael Ralfs Kashtanov is a man marked by darkness and determination. Haunted by sleepless nights and a burning desire for freedom, he walks a solitary path where mercy is a weakness and sacrifice is inevitable. As battles rage and alliances crumble, Rafael must confront the true cost of freedom — but will the price he pays save the world, or destroy it?

In a world where shadows dread the darkness, Sylas Tenebris was raised by Mercy, a woman whose warmth defied a cold, unforgiving world. But when the Eclits Jurisprudence-a merciless law decreeing death for the suspected-targets their orphanage, Mercy entrusts Sylas and his best friend kael with a desperate mission: find Princess Luna and plead for her aid. As sylas and kael venture into a treacherous world, they discover that love and warmth are scarce, and survival demands confronting the harsh truths lurking beyond the orphanage's walls.

In every apocalypse story Zane ever read, humanity evolved—unlocking powers just in time to survive. But when the real apocalypse struck, nothing happened. No miracles. No awakenings. Just silence, death, and the slow unraveling of civilization. Born into one of the most powerful families on Earth—the second, unwanted son of the President of the United States—Zane should’ve lived a life of privilege. Instead, he was a secret. An embarrassment. Ignored at home. Bullied at school. Invisible to the world. When everything collapsed, people clung to power and bloodlines to survive. Zane was cast into Zone F—the lowest of the low—while his family took shelter in the fortified sanctuary of Zone SS+. It was a death sentence. But fate had other plans. A Gemini monster emerged. And just as Zane braced for death, a portal ripped open—dragging him before a being more ancient and powerful than anything on Earth. In a realm beyond pain and time, he was broken, rebuilt, and reborn. Trained to kill. Forged into a weapon. Now he’s back—a walking disaster. No longer weak. No longer invisible. And no longer merciful. The world now runs on strength—one ruled by monsters, might, and the brutal Interplanetary Awakeners Tournament [IAT] where the strong devour the weak. After a lifetime of being cast aside, why would Zane save anyone? Why show mercy to those who never gave him a second glance? Can a world that never showed mercy survive a man who’s forgotten how to give it? ERROR 001: Mercy Not Found The apocalypse was just the beginning. Zane Walker became the end.

He wakes up alone. In ruins. In silence. Niko opens his eyes in a crumbling hospital with no memory of who he is or what happened to the world. His body has aged, the sky is stained grey, and the earth is crawling with nightmares. When a monster—a Nullborn, a twisted remnant of a failed human soul—attacks him, instinct takes over. He kills it. Something inside him awakens. — SOUL’S REFLECTION — [Nullborn Has Been Dispatched] Type: Stray Null – Grade Eta (Η) Essentia Acquired: “Mercy in Panic” Grade: Yod (י) Type: Reflective – Instinctual Fracture Note: “Strength born of mercy turns brittle in doubt.” Essentia Count: 1 / ∞ Now, hunted by creatures and people alike, Niko sets out to uncover the truth: What happened to the world? Who was he before it fell? In a world where survivors awaken strange powers called Essentia, his… doesn’t quite follow the rules.

They shattered him. Now he’ll make them kneel. Born to cruelty. Raised in shadows. Betrayed by blood. He lived a life of silence—beaten by his parents, mocked by classmates, and used as a pawn to save a brother who never looked back. When he finally dared to hope, they locked him away and ended him like he was nothing. But something ancient was watching. Not out of mercy—but curiosity. Dragged back from death by a god who feeds on rage, he’s given a single gift: the right to rise. Dropped into a brutal world where strength writes the law, he doesn't seek justice or peace. He wants the throne—and he’ll carve his name into the bones of anyone who stands in his way. Posting Daily! Add to Library to not miss any chapters! Discord server: https://discord.gg/eJ9eWe7x

Mental health - non-existent Trauma - Boatload Strength - scorned woman fury Three women, each with their past trauma, band together to mete out revenge on those who wronged them. With a newfound taste for vengeance, the three women open an agency that helps damsels in distress get their due. Buckle up, ladies and gentlemen, next stop hell!

What do you do when your brother dies because of some entitled assholes? You go undercover. My real name? Clare. But at school, I’m Clause—just another guy blending in. Disguised. Watching. Yes, a boy. No, it's not an all-boys school—I'm just deep undercover, hunting down the bastard responsible for my brother’s suicide. Nobody—and I mean nobody—messes with my precious brother and gets away with it. They better pray I never find them, because when I do? Death will be a mercy, and trust me—I don’t do mercy. And as for the egotistical Alpha and the narcissistic Vampire Prince? They can go fuck themselves. I don’t do mates, I don’t do claiming, and I sure as hell don’t do them.

A fierce Alpha. A woman who hasn't spoken a word in years. When Alpha Kael captures a rogue trespassing on his lands, he doesn't expect her to be his fated mate nor that she would be cloaked in silence and shadows. Haunted by a past she refuses to reveal, Selene is unlike any wolf Kael has ever known. She's dangerous, ethereal, and hiding a power that could unravel not only his pack, but the very fabric of the supernatural world. As a war brews between rival packs and ancient dark magic stirs once more, Kael must fight not just to protect his people, but to unravel the mystery of the woman fate has bound him to. But Selene isn’t just a lost soul she’s a weapon forged in blood and moonlight, and the secrets she carries could shatter the bond between them before it’s fully formed. Yet even in silence, their passion burns. Each stolen glance, every forbidden touch, draws them deeper into a dangerous intimacy neither of them can resist. Kael’s dominance collides with Selene’s hidden fire, and what begins as a battle of wills transforms into a love that defies destiny. But with enemies closing in and time running out, will love be enough to save them or will fate demand its final sacrifice?

> She’s filthy rich, feared by all, and absolutely untouchable. He’s dirt poor, painfully awkward, and can’t even tie his own tie. Or so she thought. Nereza Armand, heiress of a global empire, rules her elite academy like a queen. No one dares speak against her—until a clueless scholarship boy spills cold noodles on her Gucci heels. Elior Reign is everything she detests: poor, simple, and irritatingly unbothered by her status. But what she doesn’t know is this: Behind the crooked glasses and crooked smile... is the mastermind of a secret assassination organization. And he just made her his next project. In a world full of masks, who will fall first— The predator, or the prey?

Hunting the Traitor

When not THE Apocalypse strikes, but all of them together, where will you be? What will you do? As Humanity faces its hardest time a playful god shows mercy(?) Follow Seth on his journey to somehow survive in whatever has become of his world. Also posting on royal road. Read up to 30 chapters ahead at https://www.patreon.com/blacksmithoftheapocalypse

{Acquire 10 Ayer Progression until completion 10%} Stopped at a corner of a tree, as it bled, a sensation of heat embraced him wholly, and sweat poured out like fountains. 'Gasp! ...All this quest...and...I'm still at level 1. 'This has got to be a joke. I got a system, a cheat. He ripped his clothes in thin layers with his bare hands and mouth to make a bandage that covers the gaping hole of his chopped-off arm. 'Open...Character Stats! ' His eyes were on edge; he squinted and moved his palms outwards, his palms forming liquid water into the shape of a ball, which condensed—"Pop!"—forming layer upon layer of panels of text that vaguely reflected his image. HP: 3/10 Qin Xin, M /Grafted Being\ Lvl. I Stats: ↓ Severe Bleeding, Exhausted V Mind: 07/20 Stamina: 03/15 RP: 10 STR: 10 INT: 17 DEF: 03 AGI↓: X Wild Card: |Survivor|4| Inventory: [Ayer X1][][][][][][][][][] ↓Expand 'Raise 10 of my health.' Forcing himself out of the edge of slumbering, he awoke to a sight of the system raising his health. It increased his capacity for health, not added health. The thought that it would heal his body in some way made him tear up—a complete failure. 'Curses! - The level five of exhaustion, it seems—'I...can't...run...anymore...' The comforting heat that made him secrete sweat all over his body cools him down, and his eyes seal themselves. This can't be happening. It hasn't even been a year, yet now I'm about to die on this stupid quest. In a second his chopped-off arm bled, reducing his health to 1. "{Death Awaits}," the system says. 1 For the first time, it was truly fun while I still had it 0 |Survivor| Blood all over burst outwards, not a single piece of excess innard or skeleton left. After it, a skeletal hand molded out of nowhere; slowly but surely, it started to put together a skeleton body. Veins loomed through the skeletal hand, producing a skinless being. Bit by bit, it started to take the shape of a colorless skin all the way from bottom to top. The face appeared without an eye; it formed something inside as the skin colors developed, and lastly, eyes appeared. The being falls to the ground, kneeling at the pond of blood. He cries and then begins, 'I fucking lived! ' said while tears flowed through his eyes.

Dave Reign wasn’t born into the game — but he’s about to rule it. From slums to syndicates, his rise is ruthless, calculated, and unforgettable. When love becomes a weakness and betrayal strikes from within, Reign doesn’t beg for mercy — he rewrites the rules. A raw blend of crime, hood drama, and psychological warfare. If survival is the game, Dave’s playing to win... no matter the cost.

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

Both mortals and cultivators are afraid of death, yet Jiang Cheng isn't. With the Undefeated System, he could benefit from each of his deaths and come back to life every time. "Ding, detected that the host is dead, the Undefeated System is officially activated." "The host gains a hundred million lives, and once killed in the future, will be resurrected in full health within 30 seconds." "In the midst of life and death, there is great opportunity, after resurrection, the host will surely defeat the opponent..."

Resurrected not by a god of mercy, but by Primus, the divine engine of absolute order, X is no longer his own man. He is a tool, a ‘glitch-fixer’ leased on a cosmic scale, tasked with purging the "chaotic variables" that disrupt his patron’s grand, mechanical design for reality. His second life is a gilded cage, his incredible power a leash. To defy Primus is to risk being 'reformatted' or simply switched off.

This novel is for those who love imaging to escape from there reality,and i want you to know our imagination could be our reality.

Maya's boring Friday night takes a wild turn when a mysterious woman fell from the sky. What she found was a Valkyrie, one of the legendary warrior women from Norse Mythology. After nursing Val back to health, their lives would intertwine more deeply than either anticipated. Yet can this tender romance bud when both the Mythological and Mortal worlds clash together?

“These bedchambers have missed your scent.” His voice, low and rough, made her pulse quicken. Her fear surged, boundless, as he closed the stained glass doors behind him. “Please…don't do this,” she pleaded, trembling as he pulled her close, his touch burning against her skin. “You fled this place while carrying my child. Why did you come back?” he murmured, his lips trailing down her neck as they had so many times before. "But you chased me all the way back!" her lips met his crushing her mouth with a forceful kiss burning her up. She groaned trying to free herself but it was a futile attempt. Dragging her to bed as she tried another futile attempt to escape he stripped her with rough yet controlled hands. "You could've casted me out of there. Gotten married to your ex. You had a better choice given," he kissed her collarbone. " But here you are laying beneath me as it was that night. When you were just a clueless innocent virgin." he grinned sarcastically. “I… don’t know,” she managed, her voice barely a whisper still trying to move away from his touch. "It useless to defy me. Now this is the only place left for you." And he reclaimed her with burning passion rendering her attempts to refuse him and escape him futile. ----->>>>> Luciana Mircea de Amanécer, princess of the Holy Empire that ruled the skies, had once lived in a world of beauty and privilege—a devoted father, joyful sisters, wealth, and a loving fiancé. Yet that life shattered with a single conversation. One day, her father appeared in her chambers, eyes solemn, bearing news that upended her world. “You will be married,” he said, but the name wasn’t that of the man she cherished. Instead, she was to be wed to the ruthless crown prince of the rival Demon Empire, an alliance forged to quell the simmering tensions between their kingdoms. “Father, please…” she begged. “My child,” he murmured, his voice heavy with regret. “It is your duty as the firstborn princess. This marriage will protect the realm… and your little sisters.” For the first time in her life, Luciana saw him bow to her, his plea wordless but clear. Yielding to her father’s desperate request, she accepted her fate. In a single day, she went from princess to wife, her dreams abandoned and her future reshaped. But worse yet the man who she was supposed to be wedded was replaced by a more ruthless hound. A more agonizing revelation that he was a slave with empty title in name. The white wedding gown was soon stained crimson, marking her descent into a life she could never have anticipated. Could she learn to accept a man for whom compassion was an unfamiliar luxury, or would the love she had left behind rise to rescue her?

They called it mercy. They left him alive. Four years later, Doran walks the ruins of destiny — a man stripped of faith, clawing toward revenge against the gods who abandoned him. But madness is patient. Memory is cruel. And on the road to vengeance, even the strongest soul can shatter.

The gods are silent. The crown drips red. In a realm where faith justifies cruelty and loyalty is bought with blood, a young heir steps into a throne carved by death. Whispers of rebellion rot the court from within, and mercy is a myth best left buried. In the end, no one is innocent. Only useful.

Crash-landing onto Earth, The Celestial "Lucky" finds themself being nursed back to health by a powerful adventurer. With her powers gone and her confidence shaken she sets out to become... A maid?! (Uploaded version is the initial draft of the work LxD. The final edited version will be available for purchase in the future and you can check the progress of the book by visiting Lucky's streams twitch.tv/TheLuckyTempest) I will also be posting my drafted stories on Royal Road & Wattpad. The final edits will be available for purchase elsewhere.

Three centuries ago, Lucien Vale made a mistake that cost him his soul. Once a charming, reckless vampire noble, Lucien broke the heart of a powerful woman who cursed him with an insatiable hunger — a punishment that left him condemned to wander the earth, feeding without satisfaction, desire burning through his veins like wildfire. His betrayal brought exile, shame, and centuries of emptiness. His only companion? His also-cursed best friend — the only one who stood by him when the vampire kingdoms cast him out. Together, they’ve survived in the shadows of the human world, hiding their identities, burying their power, and pretending to be something less than what they truly are. Lucien had made peace with his misery. That is… until Aria walked into his life. She is everything he shouldn't want. Everything he can't resist. A struggling bartender with dreams buried under reality, Aria never imagined one night, one alley, and one dangerously beautiful man would change her life forever. When Lucien saves her from an unseen threat—and then pins her to a wall with a kiss that shatters her—she's thrown into a world she never knew existed. A world of blood, power, desire... and monsters. But Lucien isn't like the others. He’s a predator, yes. But also a man tormented by his past, desperate for redemption, and inexplicably drawn to her blood, her voice, her light. Their connection is more than lust. It’s ancient. Fated. She ignites something inside him he thought long dead—a love fierce enough to break the curse. Yet love is never easy in the vampire world. Old enemies rise. Secrets unravel. And the curse? It's not done with him yet. As Aria falls deeper into Lucien’s dark, addictive embrace, she must decide if she’s strong enough to love a monster—and if that love is powerful enough to rewrite fate itself. > Sinful. Addictive. Devastatingly romantic. At His Mercy is a dark, erotic vampire romance about second chances, ancient curses, blood-bound passion, and the kind of love that consumes you… and saves you. He was cursed to hunger forever. Until he hungered for her.

Synopsis In a world where survival is a luxury, a nameless boy wakes in the slums with no past, no guidance, and no mercy from the city around him. But something stirs beneath the surface of his quiet defiance—a will to rise, no matter the odds. As he navigates a realm divided by bloodlines, power, and ancient secrets, his journey from obscurity begins with a single choice: to remain forgotten… or to carve his name into the bones of the world.

She is a hardworking doctor who falls into the dark web of the mafia who forces her to marry or kills her and her family. There is no mercy on blood, fighting, and drug dealers. She is drawn into the dark world of the mafia.

In the empire of Vaelora, mercy is weakness—and power is everything. Crowned at sixteen, Empress Myreiya rules her kingdom with unmatched magic and an iron will. Her court trembles, her enemies burn, and her slaves? They bow, bleed, and break for her amusement. Among them is a silent boy with strange silver eyes and too much calm in his suffering. To Myreiya, he’s nothing—just another name without a past. Yet something about him unnerves her. He endures too easily. Obeys too smoothly. Watches too closely. But Myreiya has no time for ghosts with quiet hearts. She is the flame. The world will kneel—or burn.