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J'ai été transmigrée et j'ai obtenu un mari et un fils !

``` Elle était connue sous de nombreux noms : Démonesse, une sorcière maléfique, une héritière née pour régner sur l'enfer, la plus méchante et la fleur la plus venimeuse dans le monde du souterrain. Peu savaient que l'héritière de l'organisation d'assassinats la plus mystérieuse avait un simple rêve. Un rêve que de nombreuses filles avaient : avoir une vie paisible avec un mari et un enfant. C'est pourquoi, lorsque cette leader infâme de l'organisation d'assassins se réveilla dans le corps de Heaven Liu, elle pensait que son rêve de toute une vie s'était enfin réalisé. Mais la réalité était bien loin de ce à quoi elle s'attendait. Heaven Liu était une actrice sur le déclin ; elle avait disparu des feux de la rampe au sommet de la célébrité. La raison ? Une grossesse non désirée. Contrainte d'épouser un homme qu'elle n'aimait pas, le mariage s'effondra facilement — presque au bord de l'irréparable. Avec cette réalité à affronter, serait-elle capable de réparer les cœurs brisés de son mari et de son fils ? Ou bien la distance entre eux continuerait-elle de s'élargir ? Avec ce mariage sans amour dès le départ, y aurait-il une chance pour qu'ils puissent vivre heureux en famille ? Ou était-il trop tard ? Plus important encore, pourrait-elle vraiment échapper aux chaînes qu'elle pensait avoir brisées ? Ou son propre enfer la rattraperait-il pour la traîner retour aux fosses de l'enfer où elle appartient ? ***** LE LIVRE ÉLECTRONIQUE EST MAINTENANT DISPONIBLE SUR AMAZON. LIEN : https://a.co/d/bTeyr0B La traduction espagnole est également disponible sur Webnovel. Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/transmigr%C3%A9-y-consegu%C3%AD-un-esposo-y-un-hijo!_29071013600828005 La traduction portugaise est également disponible sur Webnovel ! Lien : https://www.webnovel.com/book/eu-transmigrei-e-ganhei-um-marido-e-um-filho!_29287259500602105### Avertissement : La couverture n'est pas ma propriété. Tous les crédits reviennent à l'artiste. Ceci fait partie de la série Wild de l'autrice. La Miss Héritière Sauvage : Je me suis réincarnée et j'ai obtenu un mari et un fils ! REJOIGNEZ MON SERVEUR DISCORD : https://discord.gg/gXCMQwmrGY ```
BAJJ · 162.5K Views

Royal Secret: I'm a Princess!

After living as a famous Korean vlogger-slash-mukbanger, Neoma died a (shameful) death and regressed to her tragic first life--- the life where she has to live as a hidden princess with a tyrannical father and a yandere twin brother. She died at the hands of her psycho brother in her first life. But luckily, she charmed her "big brother" this time. Her father remains a sc*mbag, though. But a blessing in disguise happened when her twin brother got "sick." Because of that, she has to pretend as the "Crown Prince," forcing her father to treat her well. She thought she was finally on the road to becoming a lady of leisure. But, despite her laziness, she still ends up completing royal duties that put her closer to the throne than her sick twin brother. The next thing she knew, they already prophesied her to be the first empress of their very patriarchal empire. Now Neoma finds herself in the middle of the succession war she never wanted to be involved in! *** [EXCERPT 1] “Neoma de Moonasterio, the first princess of Moonasterion Empire. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero’s proxy.” [The hell is this psycho saying?] Neoma, despite her confusion, still smiled at her father--- the emperor. “Father, what do you mean by that?” “From now on, assassins sent by my enemies would target Nero,” the emperor explained. “Until he’s strong enough to protect himself, you’ll pose as your twin brother.” Her smile froze, but she still acted innocent. “But Father. If I take my brother’s position, then wouldn’t the assassins mistake me for him and…” She stopped talking when she realized that was exactly what the emperor wanted her to do. [This sc*mbag wants me to be bait?!] “You’re no longer a princess, Neoma de Moonasterio. From now on, you’ll live as Prince Nero de Moonasterio,” Emperor Nikolai said coldly while looking down at her with glowing red eyes. “Try to survive until your twin brother comes back to take his rightful place, understood?” Neoma was too shocked to react. [Are you f*cking kidding me, you sc*mbag?!] *** [ORIGINAL BOOK COVER. Artwork by sola_cola.] *** [EXCERPT 2] “I’m so sick of your tyrannical a*s,” Neoma yelled at her father aka the emperor. “I won’t forgive you for hurting Lewis and Tteokbokki!” “What will you do about it then?” Nikolai asked with a smirk. “Kill me?” “Yes! I’ll f*cking kill you, sc*mbag!” “Language,” he warned her, upset that his five-year-old daughter curses like a sailor. “Using vulgar words is unbecoming of the future Crown Prince.” “I’m a princess!” Upon yelling those words, the royal princess’s eye color changed from ash-gray to red. [This is getting serious.] “Stop it, Nero,” Nikolai told her sternly. “If you keep that up, the royal knights will come and–” “I’m not Nero!” Neoma screeched angrily. Then she jumped in the air with her left fist, ready to punch him. “In the name of the moon, I’ll punish you!” [What…?] And Princess Neoma, pretending as the Crown Prince for her sick twin brother, punched Emperor Nikolai, her father, in the face.
sola_cola · 5.6M Views

REVERED

Heaven, contrary to her name is a walking hell, she was born to cause trouble along with her friends. But what happens when a little stunt pulled by her starts a full-fledged war with Leo,a.k.a cold stoned genius and unfortunately her sworn before born enemy. What happens when things spark between them and let's not forget the troubles the future has stored for them. Let's join them in the journey of friendship,chaos, romance and action. ************************************************** Don't say it heaven, don't say it. " Hey tinker bell " Shit me and my fucking  mouth. And here we go. If looks could kill i would be seven feet under the ground along with Dumbledore. What? Girl gotta have some company. " I will fucking kill you if you call me that again " Leo barked furiously. " The pixie dust you are leaving behind your trail is a justifying reason for that name" I said. He angrily stride towards me and caged me between the wall and him. I tried to duck from his arms but my said attempt was a pathetic one as he again blocked me successfully. " I dare you to say that again "He whispered dangerously. I looked for help but find none. I will have to use plan B. " Leo you are a good person. You are the best of all. You won't like to get blood on your hands right?" I pleaded with my eyes. " Actually no, getting your blood on my hands will be greatly enjoyed by me and i would be doing a favor to the world by killing you ". He remarked. Then let's go fo plan C. " Sorry for not being sorry tinker bell ". I said with an evil look and lifted my leg to kick his baby making system right on the point but he suddenly stopped my leg with one of his hand so I did second best thing to inflict pain on human species. I gripped both of his nipple and twisted them as my life depended on it  'cause duh my life really depended on it. And when he left me to tend to his bruised nipple while screeching like a hyena I made a beeline to the safety of my Classroom.
Riana_1809 · 4.1K Views

The Extra Seeks Chaos

Eric Langley, an eighteen-year-old boy whose parents passed away three years ago, had no known relatives and was left to fend for himself. To support himself, he worked in a bakery, using his earnings to cover his daily needs and indulge in his favorite pastime—reading chapters of the novel "Humanity's Strongest Mage," which had recently gone on hiatus. Eric had a love-hate relationship with the novel. While he was captivated by its world, he despised the Protagonist, Alex Whiteheart. Alex had it all from the start: strength, fame, money, and of course, a harem. He never faced any real challenges, effortlessly overcoming every obstacle, which made the story lack something Eric craved....... Chaos. One evening, while taking a walk with his headphones on, Eric was lost in thought. The music drowned out the world around him, and he failed to notice a car losing control and speeding toward him. The last thing he heard was a screech before everything went dark. When Eric woke up, memories flooded his mind, and he quickly realized something was wrong. He wasn't in his own world anymore; he had somehow ended up in the world of "Humanity's Strongest Mage." To his shock, he found himself in the body of Arin Vale, an insignificant character never mentioned in the novel—a true extra. Now, armed with the knowledge of future events and driven by a desire for chaos, Arin had one goal: to disrupt the smooth journey of Alex Whiteheart, the Protagonist. He was determined to introduce Chaos into the story, making it far more interesting than it ever was, and in the process, he'll also find out that there's more to his character than just being an Extra. Let the Chaos begin! [Please, read up to 30 chapters before deciding. I'm sure you'll love it. Thank you!!] Note: 1) 104 chapters are free! 2) The memories of the body the MC reincarnated into are very important to the story, so they won't be revealed early. 3) The novel starts off slow, but the pace picks up as it progresses. 4) The MC might act like he doesn't care about any other person, and only wants to use them, but that'll change in the long run. Character development will do its job. [WEEKLY GOALS] 100 Power Stones: 1 Extra Chapter 200 Power Stones: 2 Extra Chapters 300 Power Stones: 3 Extra Chapters 20 Golden Tickets: 1 Extra Chapter 45 Golden Tickets: 3 Extra Chapters Massage Chair: 2 Extra Chapters Luxury Car: 3 Extra Chapters Magic Castle: 15 Extra Chapters! [Please support this novel with power stones and comments. It'll motivate me a lot, thank you!!] Check out my other novels: Reincarnated With A Revenge System Elemental Vampire Join The Discord Server: https://discord.gg/Jcr8HBNY
anime_otaku_6087 · 1.1M Views

Chaos And Order Series Book 1 - The Lone Glitch: Surviving the Real-W

You ever wake up one morning and think, “Hey, today I’ll just get kidnapped by a dungeon, unlock fire powers, save a girl from goblins, and somehow end up stronger than a wrecking ball with zero muscle mass to show for it”? Yeah. Me neither. Until it happened. I was your average, totally not crazy teenage boy. Kyle Walker. My biggest concern used to be whether my mom would notice I vacuumed only the parts of the rug you could see. Then I woke up with a glowing status screen hovering in front of my face, full-on RPG mechanics in real life, and a “Daily Fortune Wheel” that once rewarded me with a banana-shaped rock. (Yes, really. I still have it. It might be magical. Or just potassium-themed.) Things escalated. Fast. There were goblins. Real ones. Screeching, stabby, and not the kind you want in your bedtime stories. I rescued a girl Azalea Quinn who now thinks I’m some kind of cheat code wielding fire mage. Which, fair. I did throw a fireball. From my hand. While screaming. But the real kicker? I’m not alone. My best friend Rhea is a maybe-descendant of the war goddess Istha. She swings around a spiked club like it’s a purse and has major “goblin-hunter before breakfast” energy. (Okay, the breakfast part is a joke. Probably.) Then there’s Michael, my classmate who can now bench-press lockers and shatter school furniture like it’s made of wet paper. And LETI? That’s the super-secret government agency with mind-wipe squads, lunar-module entrances, and a gym that makes superhero boot camps look underfunded. The only normal human left in my life? Jimmy. My childhood friend. He thinks all of this is just a big anime fever dream. Bless him. So now I’m juggling school, superpowers, suspicious cafeteria meatloaf, and the cosmic prank that gave me strength stats without the muscles to match. So, no,I’m not crazy. Probably.
YN_SZ · 15.6K Views

Ricky Dagger

Ricky Dagger. Inventor. Visionary. Genius. Had his share of problems– a missing father, a high body count (not the sexy kind, unfortunately), and a city full of idiots who didn’t deserve his brilliance. But this guy? Victor? Victor was his biggest problem. Since freshman year, that bastard had been everywhere. Same classes. Same hallways. Same unsettling, ever-present smirk like he knew something Ricky didn’t. At first, it was annoying. Then it was really annoying. And now? Now it was just creepy. “Why won’t you take a hint, dude?” Ricky huffed, crossing his arms. “Should I make you a PowerPoint presentation on personal space?” Victor, as always, ignored him. “You already know the answer to that.” The taller man tilted his head, watching Ricky like he was some kind of science experiment. Great. Now he was dealing with a six-foot-four stalker who just couldn’t take a hint. “You suck!” Ricky screeched. He was angry– furious, actually– because nothing he said ever got through to this guy. Victor chuckled. Chuckled. Like Ricky was adorable instead of a mass-murdering mad scientist. “I know you like me.” Ricky’s face burned. He took several steps back in embarrassment, but Victor was always too close. Every time he tried to push this guy away, he just got closer. And that ulterior motive lurking behind Victor’s actions? Yeah. Ricky noticed it. Sure, Ricky was quite the catch if he had to say so himself– but Victor’s obsession definitely went further than flirting. He had been asking too many questions about things he should know nothing about. He made Ricky feel like prey. And Ricky hated feeling like prey. Victor closed the distance, voice dropping low. “And you're mine.” Okay. That was it. Ricky officially hated this guy.
SpiceyMints · 5.8K Views

Ashes of Earth-The Last Heir

The streets were a mess — broken cars, scattered loot, zombie groans echoing through the air. Kim Byeol-ha sprinted at the back of a terrified crowd, his hands casually stuffed in the pockets of his ragged hoodie. A dull thought floated lazily in his mind. “Should I make ramen tonight? Or maybe... tteokbokki? Something spicy sounds nice…” Behind him, a monstrous zombie let out an ugly screech. Byeol-ha glanced over his shoulder, yawned, then slightly shifted his wrist. Puff. The zombie's head exploded without warning, but he didn't even blink. No one noticed. Everyone was too busy screaming. At the front of the street, a group of well-armed fighters burst into view. Their leader — tall, broad-shouldered, in sleek black tactical armor — pointed his gleaming sword forward with authority. “Everyone behind me! We'll protect you!" Baek Ryeo-woon, commander of District 9, the textbook definition of a hero. Byeol-ha stopped running. “Ah. It’s the overachiever type.” He scratched his head and turned to the side, casually strolling toward a side alley to avoid getting drafted into some dumb citizen protection program. Meanwhile, Baek Ryeo-woon spotted Byeol-ha slipping away like a lazy cat ditching chores. "You!" he barked sharply. "Stay with the group!" Byeol-ha tilted his head lazily, eyes half-closed. “Mm? Why?” His voice was soft, almost sleepy. “It's dangerous, idiot!” Ryeo-woon shouted, cutting down two zombies with clean, practiced strikes. “You want to die alone out there?” Byeol-ha considered it seriously. "Not really. But if I die, at least I won't have to worry about dinner," he muttered, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets. Baek Ryeo-woon stared at him like he'd just grown a second head. "Who the hell worries about dinner during an evacuation!?" He stormed toward Byeol-ha, grabbed him by the back of the hoodie like a stray cat, and physically dragged him back into the crowd. Byeol-ha grumbled under his breath, getting hauled like a shopping bag. "Geez, musclehead. Let a guy think about tteokbokki in peace." Meanwhile, Ryeo-woon growled low, half-annoyed, half-baffled: "Great. Just what I needed. Another helpless civilian with no survival instincts." Neither of them knew yet — one was the hidden protector of the entire city, the other... was about to fall hopelessly in love with a boy who cared more about spicy rice cakes than zombie apocalypses.
Hina_Lura · 14.5K Views

Madbound: Healer's Bane

Amidst an apocalyptic virus, Alona Lim had always been fond of blood and needles. She's considered to be a one in a million genius young doctor. However, she made a decision that had endangered humanity's only hope for survival—risking the last prototype vial on her best friend Harold. Being the risk taker that she was, Alona took even the slimmest chance of her best friend's survival despite the consequences it bear, only to wake up anew in another body. Alona, who was now named as Vera, swore she'll never get involved with medicine ever again and will enjoy her new life with much more action instead of grinding herbs and learning anatomies. But, seeing how these new people have terrible medical services, much less hygiene, had been sending her wits to the edge. Living in a patriarchal kingdom was already stressful as it was, but seeing how years of unbrushed teeth smooch, months of unshowered people shamelessly walk around, cooking ingredients from rat-infested food storage, and everything that checks off of the bucket list on how to spread a plague fast makes her OCD screech the shit out of her system. Medicine was easy, however, there were also different kinds of people who were fond of blood and needles—the "demonic" witches. Being born as a noble lady, the only reason they must get involved with needles are sewing and embroidery. Medical practitioners are only for the men, the "only logical beings." Witchcraft was a big taboo and considered as demonic practice that were associated with women who disobeys their father or husband. Once discovered that one practices witchcraft awaits nothing but grave punishments. But it does not help much when she's straight-up wayward with a calloused heart. As much as Alona shows potential as a medicine practitioner, she had to keep her male disguise, if not, more and more people will rise suspicion with her erudition to heal.
_snowdrop · 22.1K Views

Trapped with the Billionaire

Blurb: The elevator’s lights flickered once—then twice—before everything went pitch black. A sharp metallic screech echoed as the car jerked violently, sending Mia tumbling to the floor, her breath catching in her chest. She barely had time to process what was happening before a deep, commanding voice cut through the darkness. "Stay down." Mia’s heart skipped a beat as she looked up to find herself face-to-face with the last person she ever expected to see: Elijah Blackwell, the enigmatic and ruthless billionaire CEO of Blackwell Enterprises. Cold, calculating, and untouchable, he was a man whose name commanded fear and respect. But there was no time for awe. The building’s alarms screamed in the distance, but it was the deafening thud of distant explosions that stole Mia’s attention. Her pulse shot into overdrive. The elevator began to tremble again, its descent rapid and uncontrollable, as if the very foundation of the tower were coming undone. “What’s happening?” she whispered, her voice strained. Elijah’s eyes, glinting even in the faint emergency lighting, met hers—dark, intense, and utterly unshaken. “We’re under attack. Stay close,” he said, the command in his voice unmistakable. Mia’s stomach dropped. Under attack? By whom? And why her? She was just a cleaner. But before she could question him further, the elevator lurched again, the cables creaking as they hurtled downward. Every second felt like an eternity, but Elijah stood still, his expression as unreadable as ever. This wasn’t fear in his eyes—it was something far more dangerous: control. As the elevator plummeted, Mia’s thoughts spiraled into chaos. She’d only come to work this morning to do her usual rounds, expecting nothing more than a monotonous day of dusting and cleaning up after the high-powered men and women who owned the building. But now, she was trapped in an elevator with the very man who controlled this empire—facing a threat she couldn’t even comprehend. A sudden burst of heat shot through the small space as another explosion rocked the building, shaking the walls. The emergency lights blinked erratically, casting eerie shadows over them. In that moment, Mia realized something unsettling: Elijah wasn’t just the billionaire CEO. He was the only person who could protect her now. But how far was he willing to go to keep them both alive? And more importantly, why did she suddenly feel drawn to him in ways she couldn’t explain? The air between them grew heavy with an attraction neither of them could ignore, but was it a dangerous distraction—one that could cost them both everything?
Okorie_Testimony · 10.1K Views

MUTATE or BURN, I will DESTROY the WORLD!

A sickle lodged deep in his neck, cold steel biting through flesh. Voices murmured around him, debating his fate as blood poured in thick rivulets, staining the ground beneath him. His vision wavered, the world blurring at the edges. Fragments of memory surfaced, slipping through his grasp as darkness crept in. With faltering breath, he muttered a prayer. "Pitiful child," a voice crooned, its melody both soothing and unsettling. Then—screeching tires. A violent crash. From nowhere, a truck barreled through the alley, crushing him and his murderers beneath its weight. The world went silent. Kevin awoke. The question of where he was lingered in his mind, yet he could feel it. An eerie, suffocating void stretched around him, vast and oppressive. There was no warmth, no sound, only the weight of nothingness pressing down, as if his very soul could wither away. "Pitiful child," the voice whispered again, its presence weaving through the void. "Love evades you. Singled out, discarded, assumed to be nothing. No one would mourn your disappearance." A flicker of sadness crossed Kevin’s face. "But there is no redemption for you here either. You will serve as a tool for my adversary, fulfilling what I cannot. Your existence has granted me this moment, and in return, you will perish as you were always meant to. Your memories of this life and our encounter will fade" A hand emerged from the abyss, pale and grotesque, reaching for him. Kevin’s very being twisted. A sensation beyond pain, beyond fear—something worse. An unbearable pressure built inside him, warping his essence, as though he were unravelling, torn apart from within. Then came the rage. A lifetime of being used, manipulated, and discarded. Again and again, others had shaped his fate, moulding him to their will. Even now, even here, the cycle continued. No more. Through the agony, he roared. "I will not be what you want or what anyone wants. Even without my memories, I will hunt, I will devour, and I will carve my own path. It doesn’t matter if you are a god or the devil” The entity smiled. "I am no god. I am no devil. " Its voice echoed, a whisper and a thunderclap all at once. "I am A@#!@ro♧h!!"
Martin_Moorning · 8.8K Views

Dark Honor

Screams. Wails. Cries. Sobs. Regrets. Punishments. Sufferings. Pain. Pain. And Pain. Hell reeks of those smells. Scratchy and dark? Emotionless and screeching like nails on a chalkboard? I smirk. You poor little, clueless souls. Tall slender, wearing a red silk suit; his eyes have pure darkness. Stare at me, and I will get you to tell me what you desire; the words spoken in a deep, soft tone make the hair stand up at the back of your neck. He has tried to make people believe that darkness and evil are all myths. That way, he lures them to his dungeon and Grins at their pain and blood splattering all over the floor as the rats feast on the remains of the dead bodies. His dark eyes mislead you into trusting him and make you feel like it's the safest place to be. Lucifer brings fear into others just by the whisper of his name. He walks across the dungeon as his slaves plead for death; the anticipation of the unimaginable makes their hearts race with fear. Lucifer Morningstar turned his son into a demon.”Love has no boundaries.” Joshua and his sister both have secrets, and the only person who knows the secret is buried six feet under. Lucifer's enemies never live long enough to tell the tale, and being the most feared and cruel person on earth makes his family a constant target. “You were a heartless asshole, and now your family will pay dearly for the lives you have ruined.” consequences of his actions will lead to death, and death will bring darkness and chaos, “You took my family; now I will make you all suffer.” Prison has turned him into the monster that he became. The shadows and tales you have heard are all actual; the bedtime stories that were read to him as a child were not just a story but a sign to prepare him for the future. Evil will always follow you wherever you go.”Dwell, but don’t dwell too far and be away for long; my shadow will draw you back to where you belong, “It's either with me, or you are dead.” The more you fight it, the weaker you become; walk carefully and look back. Those shadows aren't ordinary. It's your enemies within you, “I will trail you, I will call you, and I will kill you if you dare to ignore me.” “You feel weak as I watch your blood drip to the concrete ground; there is no giving up, for you have lives to save. “That’s enough, dad; now it's our turn.” “Your turn?” He laughs as his kids are locked in a cell; Joshua and Tiffany have had enough. It's time they go up against their father. At first, he laughs, then realizes he underestimated his own kids. “Who will get the last laugh now? Father.” “Will we love you enough to spare you? Darkness is within us; your suffering will make you heartless and merciless. We have suffered enough; now it's your turn. Father” “You have spilled enough blood, and I will stop you even if it takes everything within me; I am nothing like you.” “Your Perfect life was not so perfect, especially if you had to protect the girl you love against your father.” Welcome to Dark honor. ”A quick death is more pleasurable than being in the presence of Lucifer Morningstar.”
Legacy_za · 426.7K Views

London Airplane Crash

*In the Heart of Chaos, a Catastrophe Unfolds... On a fateful day in late summer, the skies above London were filled with the roar of engines and the hum of excitement. Flight 121, a state-of-the-art airliner, was on its final approach to Heathrow Airport, carrying 217 passengers and crew members from the bustling streets of New York to the historic city of London. But in an instant, the tranquility of the morning was shattered. A catastrophic event, one that would change the lives of everyone on board forever, was unfolding. The plane, once a symbol of modern engineering and safety, was now plummeting towards the ground, its fate sealed. As the people of London watched in horror, the plane crashed into the heart of the city, sending debris flying in all directions. The impact was devastating, the destruction catastrophic. The screams of the passengers, the shattering of glass, and the screeching of metal filled the air, creating a scene of utter chaos. In the aftermath of the disaster, questions began to swirl. What had caused the crash? Was it a mechanical failure, a pilot error, or something more sinister? As investigators delved deeper into the wreckage, they uncovered a web of secrets and lies that threatened to upend the very foundations of the aviation industry. "London Airplane Crash" is a gripping thriller that takes you on a heart-pumping journey into the heart of disaster. With its breakneck pace, shocking twists, and unforgettable characters, this novel will keep you on the edge of your seat, guessing until the very end. So, buckle up and get ready for a wild ride. The crash may be over, but the real story is only just beginning...
Elijah_Chikwara · 602 Views

I Was Hit by a Truck, So I Resurrected as a Truck in Another World

In a world where video games served as a refuge from reality, a young man named Shiro found himself stuck in the monotonous grind of joblessness and academic stagnation after dropping out of college. His days were consumed by endless hours of virtual escapism, seeking solace in digital realms where he could be someone else, someone with purpose and excitement. One fateful night, Shiro decided to take a break from his virtual routine and venture outside, drawn by the serene allure of the moonlit sky. The streets were eerily deserted, devoid of any signs of life, as if the world itself had decided to retreat to slumber. As he strolled, lost in his thoughts, an unexpected and terrifying event unfolded before him. Out of nowhere, a pair of truck headlights, glowing like two malevolent eyes, emerged from the shadows, racing towards him with malicious intent. Panic gripped Shiro's heart, rendering him motionless, as he was unable to escape the impending collision. The screech of tires and the deafening crunch of metal engulfed the silent night, signifying the abrupt end to Shiro's unremarkable life. In that moment of despair, as he faced the cold embrace of death, Shiro's consciousness began to waver, teetering on the brink of oblivion. However, just when he accepted his inevitable fate, a strange and mysterious voice echoed in the depths of his mind, resonating with an otherworldly cadence. -- System is now online. -- The words reverberated through Shiro's soul, awakening a newfound awareness within him. As he reluctantly opened his eyes, a breathtaking sight greeted him. Gone were the familiar surroundings of his mundane world; instead, he found himself transformed into a truck, lying in a vast, verdant grass field, bathed in the gentle glow of a foreign moon. Startled and bewildered by his unexpected resurrection as a mechanical behemoth, Shiro struggled to come to terms with his new existence. The voice in his mind, now identified as the "System," offered cryptic explanations about his reincarnation and the role he was destined to play in this uncharted realm. With the System granting him abilities and a mission to fulfill, Shiro embraced his peculiar form and set forth on a journey of self-discovery and adventure. As he navigated through this enchanting but treacherous world, he encountered a diverse array of beings – mystical creatures, enigmatic spirits, and formidable adversaries. Each encounter offered valuable lessons, forging him into a wiser and more resilient individual. Guided by the enigmatic System and fueled by his insatiable curiosity, Shiro unraveled the secrets of the world's ancient past and its precarious future. Along the way, he formed deep connections with fellow adventurers, all hailing from different corners of the realm, each carrying their own burdens and dreams. However, his path was fraught with challenges and heart-wrenching choices, testing his morality and resolve. The allure of power beckoned, but Shiro remained steadfast in his quest for purpose beyond mere strength. As he made difficult decisions, he realized the true essence of heroism: not the wielding of power, but the strength to protect those he cared for, even at the cost of personal sacrifice. Through trials and tribulations, Shiro discovered that his reincarnation as a truck was no mere accident. It was a catalyst for change, a chance to rewrite the narrative of his life and create a legacy that would ripple through the ages. In a stunning climax, where courage clashed with adversity and hope wrestled against despair, Shiro stood firm, determined to leave an indelible mark on this extraordinary tapestry of existence. His journey had come full circle, from being a jobless, unremarkable college dropout to a legendary figure whose name would be whispered in awe and reverence for generations to come.
Aldigi · 11.2K Views

I Built an Inn at the End of the World

During a zombie outbreak, as the city falls, Qian Zhenzhen stumbles upon a dilapidated cottage during her escape and unexpectedly binds with a inn management system. Moss and ivy cover the outer walls, the rotting wooden door creaks, and crows screech on the rooftop. Looking at the bird droppings and crawling insects everywhere, Qian Zhenzhen is completely puzzled: ...this is a inn? [Business Preparation (1): Renovate the Inn] [Please gather the following items as soon as possible:] [Wood (0/10)] [Stone...] [Metal...] Qian Zhenzhen's eyes immediately catch the reward—[58 Sweet and Juicy Strawberries]. Tears of joy stream down her face as she rolls up her sleeves and gets straight to work! Add new rooms, beds, cabinets, tables and chairs... Harvest green onions, rice, sweet potatoes, carrots... Build defensive fortifications, resist zombie attacks... When those who have escaped with their lives, exhausted survivors arrive here, they'll discover that even in this apocalyptic world, there exists such a paradise-like base, with a vibrant garden full of flowers, well-stocked warehouses, and impenetrable defenses. For a reasonable payment, the people here will offer warm smiles and perfect accommodations, allowing them to enjoy rare moments of peace and tranquility. Welcome, Inn Manager. Here, you'll need to expand and decorate your rooms, recruit and train your staff, receive and serve wandering travelers... You can establish and plan farms, ranches, lumber yards, quarries... stockpile resources and become self-sufficient! Come create your own unique base and build a paradise that represents hope for humanity!
nhinhi26599 · 13.9K Views

Elusive Miracle

Legends foretold, the spark of light Fallen from the heavens to bring delight Those who follow in her goddess's light Shall be brought to lands that heavens compare Darkness however knows they won't fare Against this gracious sunbeam's shimmering might Snuff this ember before ruin is brought upon the dark Go forth, my faithful beast of darkness! Engulf the spark before it destroys us all! _ One of heart, one of mind, one wish that made the heavens open their pearly gates. A miracle, born to lead the world into a new age of peace for the light elves. Unfortunately, that would mean the end for the dark elves. The crimes of their ancestors were pushed down through generations. The new age of peace has no place for half-demons, someone must put an end to the newborn Messiah. Unfortunately for Philomel, this death sentence of a mission was pushed to her, courtesy of the Chief's son, Asclepius. Asclepius, an ambitious, short-sighted dark elf, determined to bring the dark elves to their former glory. A person Philomel made the mistake of pissing off. Dragging along the oblivious entrance guard, (Amon) they begin their emotional rollercoaster of a journey. Daggers in hands, can they become the villains their tribe so badly needs, or will the guilt finally drag them under? _ A voice bellowed and screeched from all around him. It sounded like a million cries through the echoes of a cave, that shrieked as it spoke. The shadows reach out toward the blood-red sky, forming a huge dark figure, the figure of a roaring dragon. Its eyes shine through all the darkness, one a brilliant blue, the other a golden yellow, slits of black in the middle, when the dragon blinks, it blinks sideways. From the corner of the eyes to the other corner, rather than one eyelid to the other. " Was anything but pleasant." The distorted voice of his father reminded him as the dragon stomped around. Each stomp crushed the homes of many and killed screaming villages. " Is this what you wish for? Is this what your heart desires?" The disfigured voice questioned. __ " I win." Philomel smugly whispers to Lenny. Completely pleased with herself before noticing Lenny's heart rate beating against her own, matching her speed but was off her pace. It felt like her heart was pounding at an unnatural speed which felt scary but at the same time interesting. She barely noticed Lenny's hazel eyes sparkling as his shocked expression slowly melts into a blissful goofy smile. Her attention finally returned to Lenny when his chiseled jawline moved closer to her. Lenny's head leans forward kissing Philomel on the cheek as he stares at her with such soft eyes. Philomel instantly blushes as she gasps at the sudden kiss. Her lips trembling trying to think of something to say but her brain malfunctioned. Lenny let out a deep chuckle as he ran a hand through his mahogany chestnut brown hair, extremely happy at Philomel's cute reaction. _ There will be romance but it would be slow-paced since it's friends to lovers. No smut scenes. There will be battles and tons of emotional trauma. Super in the middle can go both ways. This book is experimental writing. It shall be written in script format, detailed, and have a rhythmic beat/freestyle poem to certain scenery descriptions. The story shall also have switched target audience, where certain chapters are tailored to male/ female readers. There will be a notice to inform which chapters are which. Female Tailored Chapters (FTC) will have more cute scenes between characters. Male Tailored Chapters (MTC) will have battle based on the Dungeon and Dragon format where the victory or defeat of a match is based on a dice roll. Upload Every Saturday I will also be posting this story on RoyalRoad.com and Inkitt. ______________________________________________
Metztli_Night · 154K Views

Grand Invasion

This is a story about Herald Silver. He just finished his graduation from military basic training and is now in his tech school to learn his job better. His job being a recon specialist for dangerous areas. He is doing daily drills when all hell breaks loose. A swirling vortex that arcing lightning start to open in the center of the base. Everyone in stunned silence has horrible screeching comes from the vortex and a host of small green creatures come swarming out wielding crude weapons. This story based in a modern time setting at the start of High fantasy hitting the modern in a very survive or die way. This is not Earth; this is a world named Ellion that did similar steps to Earth to reach this point in their technology with dozens of different nations that have vastly different cultures. First Page will cover the world and power systems. (Authors remarks to readers. I am a honest person I wish to say. So, I like to say that I am doing this more as a hobby than as any source of income. So I will be posting this book on my own time so I will try my best to get at least one chapter out a week, but if your here for a work that rapidly churns out content for you to enjoy, I kindly ask you to come back another time. Also I am very new author, and this is me experimenting with writing styles as well. I might go first person one chapter and all third person the next. This is all new to me but a passion I want to get into. So be critical of any mistakes I make so I can correct them for the future. I hope you enjoy my work. P.S. As for the r18 tag, I not sure if I going to do that kind of stuff or not yet. However, I wanted to leave the option open for me in the future.)
SilverWolfLord · 2K Views

wedges of life

*Prologue* As sunset painted the horizon, the family of four embarked on their journey, excitement radiating from the car. Twin sisters Emma and Emily chattered in the backseat, their contrasting personalities shining through. Emma, the introverted twin, was selective with her words, only opening up around family, while Emily bubbled with enthusiasm. Jack turned to engage the girls, oblivious to the speeding car ahead. Tragedy struck without warning. Screeching tires, shattered glass, and chaos engulfed them. The car crashed, sending Emma flying out of the vehicle. When dust settled, Jack and Sarah lay motionless, their lives slipping away. Emily, dazed and terrified, frantically searched for Emma, but she vanished. Unbeknownst to Emily, Emma's fate took a mysterious turn. A bystander, witness to the accident, rushed to her aid, whisking her away to an uncertain destiny. Was Emma truly saved, or did her rescue herald a new era of challenges? *Eight Years Later* Emily thrived in a world of privilege, surrounded by loving adoptive parents. She blossomed into a confident, outgoing young woman, encircled by close friends. Yet, the ache of losing her twin lingered, fueling her relentless quest to reunite. But how could she find someone existing beyond her realm? Meanwhile, Emma's life veered drastically. In a futuristic metropolis, advanced technology and alternate dimensions converged. Under a scientist's guidance, Emma navigated wonders and hardships, forging an unrecognizable identity.
Queenniffy · 2.2K Views

Mafia's desire: A love that kills

Synopsis: Sophia, a journalist, investigates organized crime. Dante, a mafia underboss, is tasked with stopping her. But Sophia's determination and intelligence intrigue him. As they engage in a cat-and-mouse game, Dante finds himself torn between duty and desire. CHAPTER 1: "Deadline Looming"* Sophia Russo tapped her pen impatiently on her desk, staring at the blank page in front of her. Her editor, Mark, had been breathing down her neck all morning. "Sophia, where's the mafia exposé?" Mark asked, his voice firm but laced with annoyance. "You've had weeks to work on this. I need something concrete by the end of the day." Sophia took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing thoughts. "I'm close, Mark. Just need to verify some sources." Mark's expression turned skeptical. "Verify? You've been verifying for months. I need results, Sophia." As Mark walked away, Sophia's phone buzzed with an incoming text: "Meet me at the coffee shop on 5th and Main at 7 pm. Come alone. -A" Sophia's heart skipped a beat. Alex, her reliable source, rarely contacted her directly. She glanced around the newsroom, ensuring no one watched, before quickly typing: "See you then." The message sent, Sophia's mind whirled with possibilities. What did Alex have for her? Was it finally the break she needed? The pressure from Mark still lingered, but Sophia's determination reignited. She would get this story. As she processed the message, a sudden wave of déjà vu washed over her. The newsroom around her blurred, and Sophia felt herself transported back in time. She saw herself as a teenager, sitting in the backseat of her parents' car, laughing and arguing with her mom about college plans. The sound of screeching tires and shattering glass shattered the memory. Sophia's heart raced as she relived the horror of that fateful night. Her parents' faces flashed before her: her father's encouraging smile, her mother's unwavering determination. The accident's aftermath unfolded like a cruel slideshow – the hospital, the funeral, the loneliness. Sophia's gaze drifted to the silver necklace around her neck, the press badge pendant a tangible connection to her parents' legacy.
Va_neemi05 · 3.5K Views

Promised Dinner;Addition of Love: I only promised a dinner not a heart

NO !! She can’t keep living her life that way suffering from her adopted parents and her sister. That is too horrible, Living the way she wants? That’s just what Xiao Ying dare not think of. Too tired , really tired of living that way. Thinking of taking her life on a lonely night, a lonely street. Xiao Ying laughed mockingly at herself walking towards the oncoming car. Screech!! stepping on the break of the car abruptly, an angry yet charming voice rang out of the car. "Hey! You should go to die elsewhere if you want to, you shouldn't do this on the road" until she heard that ice cold voice jolting her from that lonely world. It’s so pleasant to hear yet sounds so cold. Irritating her further “And why do you care where I die” she snapped back angrily. None of your business, running off to another oncoming vehicle she felt a strong arm pulling her back simply throwing her off to the pedestrian walkway by the roadside without much of a hassle. "No I don’t care you seem to be mistaken, you almost bump into my car and moreover I'm still here" Luo Jietang replied sneering. “You can do what you like after I leave” sounding so domineering, it felt like he was the one deciding when she lives. Hey!! “we should go now or I will be late for the meeting” , Speaking to his assistant he walked into his car calmly. Saying in a sarcastic tone, “Tsk!! What a pain. Want to die?, you are free to do that”. You!! …. So annoying and Nosy, she cursed angrily at the leaving car. Lying still on the floor she sobbed quietly. Asking herself inwardly “Do I really have to die?”. P.s : This is a first time for me, mistakes are unavoidable… please be gentle and support. Thank You
Bigsam · 9.6K Views
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