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Luffy In Suit

Tamed in Wreckage, Ruined in Dark(18+)

R18+ Innocent Girl+ Cold Ruthless Commander In Chief+He just takes what he wants—her warmth, her silence, her body, her moans. She was rescued, once. And every night after, he reminded her that safety has a price. Pinned to cold walls. Pressed into crates. Straddling his lap when the world outside is filled with death. The world ended quietly—no final warning, no broadcasted panic. One day, humanity just broke. Some blamed a virus. Others called it a purge. But the truth was darker: the world didn’t fall—it was taken. Now, cities rot. Roads are graves. The creatures that stalk the earth aren’t mindless zombies—they’re fast, cunning, mutated echoes of the people they once were. Cherry was supposed to survive with the others—sheltered inside a fortified university bunker. But fate doesn’t follow plans. Torn away during a breach, she’s saved by a man who doesn’t ask for thanks. He takes it. Ruthless. Silent. A former soldier or maybe just a monster shaped by this new world—he keeps her alive. But every night he saves her... he ruins her. Pinned against walls, steel doors, damp mattresses—wherever his hunger takes him. She never asked for this. Never wanted to be his. But survival has a cost. And in this world, there is no such thing as kindness without debt. Now, she faces a different kind of war: Will she find the strength to break free? To fight back? Or will she fall deeper into his shadow—until she no longer remembers who she used to be? Will this be a love story. This is a tale of power, pain, and primal choices. In a world where weakness is death, only the cruel, the cunning, and the broken survive. R18+ raw & explicit Zombie apocalypse Survival = submission Dubious consent Brutal male lead Fast, smart infected Pinned anywhere, anytime Power over comfort Saved just to be ruined
Aurora_3moonlight_ · 731 Views

Underneath the Suit : The Fractured Vow

Underneath the Suit: The Fractured Vow “Where memory fractures... the vow still stands.” -->The name was erased. The vow wasn’t. Beneath the suit, something awakens. Beneath the badge, something refuses. In a fractured future where cities run on corporate lies and gods sleep beneath synthetic moons, two lives spiral toward each other—bound by blood, buried power, and a war the world tried to forget. Ryuu Takeda, a technician in Sector 9, lives quietly—trying to shrink beneath his rage. By night, he fights in circuits like PIT, chasing rumors of his missing brother. His past is erased. His brothers are gone. Only a bloodstained watch keeps him tethered. The system marks him as dangerous. The streets whisper a name he never chose. And something inside him wants to burn through the silence. Audrina Cromwell, an elite Eclipse enforcer, lives by protocol—until she breaks ranks to save a child. Her locket opens for the first time in years. It bleeds shadow, hums with memories not her own, and calls her by a title she doesn’t understand. Now she’s hunted for something even she can’t explain. Cults chant forbidden names. Knight relics tremble in the dark. And power stirs in those, the world forgot how to control. As divine monsters, broken myths, and AI ghosts converge on a buried truth, Ryuu and Audrina must decide if the fire inside them is inherited, stolen...or something new. Because something ancient is bleeding through the cracks. And someone—maybe both—is carrying a vow the world tried to erase. A vow was broken once. The gods bled because of it. Two lost souls who were never meant to meet. One shattered prophecy. And a war no one remembers—until it remembers them. They weren’t born to save the world. They were built to survive what comes after. Not chosen ones—just broken ones fate failed to erase. —— Power System: AURA Aura doesn’t awaken from destiny—it breaks loose when the soul stops kneeling. It is defiance made visible. The scream of will, shaped into motion. When belief becomes will—and will becomes a weapon. The stronger the soul, the brighter the burn. But some flames consume. Aura awakens when the spirit breaks its chains. But some chains bind gods. And some gods remember. Suit up. Break. Burn. Become. —— Core Elements: Cyberpunk meets Divine Horror Dual Protagonist Psychological Spiral: underground fighter & haunted officer No Systems. No Prompts. No Mercy Aura vs. Borrowed Power: soul-forged will vs. divine residue Urban Mythpunk: dreamfolds, Knight relics, shadow-driven warfare Slow-burn convergence, fractured identities, sacred violence Secrets that whisper before they scream —— Author’s Note: Lo, brave reader—thou who wander’st where shadows writhe and oaths lie broken, This be mine first tale upon the scrolls of Webnovel. If thou seek worlds cracked with myth and power born not of birth, but of defiance— And souls who, though torn, dare rise again—then come. Walk with me through ruin and remembrance. Each act shall grow in terror and truth. What beginneth in silence shall end in flame. Speak thy thoughts. Scribe thy theories. Share thy witness. The crack hath opened. We fall not alone. — ChaosKNIGHT (C.K) Ashvale (“Oh, it feels cringe?” Aye—’tis why we keep a simpler tongue…) This is my first Webnovel. A slow-burn, emotional story built on identity, myth, and transformation. If you enjoy fractured worlds, mythic systems, and broken people who rise again—I hope you stay. Each act deepens. The fracture widens. And the fire only grows. Feedback, comments, and wild theories are always welcome. Let’s see how deep the cracks go. Thanks for reading. The fracture begins now. - I sometimes add Images in comment section(From me or From internet) ——
The_ChaosKNIGHT · 13.7K Views

"Ashless: Rise of the Hidden Mage"

The Mage Without Magic In a world where magic is everything... he was born with nothing. In Elarion, magic isn’t just power — it’s breath, identity, and destiny. From glowing cities in the sky to blades forged from starlight, every soul is connected to the Mana Web — except one. Nezutsu. The only child in history to be born Ashless. Powerless. Magicless. Worthless. Mocked. Feared. Forgotten. Even the weakest ant can cast a spell… but Nezutsu? He’s not even considered human. But beneath his cursed fate lies something far more dangerous than magic — A secret sealed by the gods, a power buried so deep that even the heavens tremble at the thought of its return. He doesn’t seek revenge. He doesn’t crave glory. But when the world turns its back on him… he walks straight into the darkness it fears. As ancient legends reawaken, dark empires rise, and forbidden truths begin to crack the foundation of reality itself — the boy without magic may become the one force that decides the fate of all magic. Some powers aren’t meant to be seen. Some destinies aren’t meant to be written. And some mages… shouldn’t exist at all. Why you’ll be obsessed with The Mage Without Magic: A heart-wrenching journey from zero to legendary A slow-burning romance full of longing, sacrifice, and fate A 500-chapter saga with a hidden power that won’t surface until you’ve fallen deep into the story Every chapter ends in a cliffhanger — and you won’t be able to stop Ancient gods, magical rankings, secret bloodlines, and a hero who defies everything Will you walk with the powerless boy? Or will you stand against the storm he’s about to become?
Luffy_8709 · 18.6K Views

Sign-In System in Modern Earth

Failed student no more! When the mysterious Ascendancy Orb chose Malik Abdullahi on his dreary walk home from secondary school, his humdrum life in Berbera shattered. Integrating with him, it gifted him the "Sign-in System" – a cryptic AI that rewards discretion, strategic growth, and daily dedication with mind-sharpening abilities and more. Suddenly, acing exams and securing a coveted spot at university is just the beginning. Witness Malik's silent revolution as he leverages the system's power to not only transform himself but also to secretly reshape his surroundings. From a struggling teen to a shadowy force manipulating economics and technology, his journey is one of hidden power and reluctant leadership. But this is just the first arc in a grand cosmic tapestry. Prepare for a tale that transcends galaxies, where a discreet climb from the Horn of Africa leads to a galactic harem forged through political alliances, a post-human evolution of mankind orchestrated from the shadows, and a destiny that culminates in cosmic godhood. Malik isn't a hero; he's the unseen hand guiding humanity's ascent, a master strategist playing a game where the board is the universe itself. Get ready for a unique blend of system sci-fi, nation-building intrigue, and cosmic ambition, where the stakes escalate from a single life to the fate of realities. DISCLAIMER This novel is a work of fiction. While some locations, organizations, or institutions may bear resemblance to real-world counterparts, their depiction in this narrative—including associated events, actions, and outcomes—is entirely imaginary and not intended to reflect reality. All characters in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or deceased, is purely coincidental. The views and actions expressed by characters belong solely to them and do not represent the author’s opinions or real-world ideologies. The author explicitly disavows any use of this work as a reference for factual, legal, or historical purposes. Readers are strongly cautioned against interpreting fictional scenarios as commentary on real individuals, groups, or events.
The_Standing_Tower · 33.9K Views

The Secret in Suite 1808

One night in the opulent Suite 1808 of The St. Regis New York, Zoe Carter, a sharp-witted reader of trashy CEO novels, wakes up to her worst nightmare: she's no longer herself. She's been thrust into the body of Emily Miller, the doomed cannon fodder character in "Manhattan's Ice King," the very novel she just finished deriding. Trapped in the opening act of a scandal meticulously orchestrated by the venomous socialite Isabelle Thorne, this new Emily (with Zoe's soul) knows the script: public humiliation, ruin, and a swift, tragic exit. But Zoe Carter isn't playing by the book. Armed with her meta-knowledge of the plot, a twenty-first-century attitude, and a fierce will to survive, she's determined to flip the script on her predetermined fate as Emily Miller. Forced into a sham engagement with the novel's infuriatingly handsome and glacially cold protagonist, billionaire CEO Alexander Sterling, Emily (Zoe within) must navigate the treacherous waters of Manhattan's elite. As she dodges Isabelle's devious schemes and delivers satisfying comeuppance to those who underestimated her, she starts to derail the original storyline in ways she never predicted. But changing the plot comes with its own dangers. The lines between fiction and reality blur, and Alexander, the "by-the-book" CEO, finds himself increasingly captivated by this new, unpredictable Emily Miller who defies his every expectation. As hidden agendas unravel and the "secret" of Suite 1808 proves to be far more sinister than the novel let on, Emily (guided by Zoe's spirit) must decide if she can trust the man she once dismissed as a mere character. Can a cannon fodder character, now infused with a modern soul named Zoe, truly rewrite her destiny as Emily Miller, outsmart a master manipulator, and find an unexpected love in a world designed to be her downfall? Or will the original author always have the final say?
timdik397 · 7K Views

Lost in flames Found in dark

"Lost in Flames, Found in Dark" Some love stories don’t begin with hello. They begin after the end. She was once the light in someone’s storm — wild, warm, unforgettable. Then, in a single moment, Shruti vanished. No note. No clues. Only a silence that shattered the hearts left behind. He searched for her like a man possessed. Burned down every lie, bled for every truth — until all that remained was rage... and a love too deep to bury. Years passed. And somewhere far from the wreckage of the life she once knew, a girl opened her eyes in a hospital bed. Her name was different. Her reflection — unfamiliar. But the ache in her soul? The flashes of another life? All too real. A scar she doesn’t remember getting. A voice she still hears in her dreams. And eyes — cold, broken, beautiful — that feel like home. He doesn't know her. Not anymore. But something in him stirs when she’s near. A storm. A memory. A promise not yet fulfilled. As their worlds collide once more, past and present bleed into one. The girl who shouldn't exist remembers a life no one believes. And the boy who lost everything now stands at the edge of rediscovery… and ruin. This isn’t just a second chance. It’s fate demanding what death tried to steal. Love. Longing. Pain. Fire. And a mystery that binds their souls beyond lifetimes. Because some hearts never stop searching. Some memories refuse to fade. And some love stories are written in scars. --- SNEAK PEEK The night air was sharper than she'd expected, and the thin fabric of her top did nothing to help—but she’d already refused his jacket with full drama ten minutes ago. Pride came before comfort, apparently. From the couch behind her, Dhruv watched in silence. Head slightly tilted, fingers resting near his lips. He didn’t comment. Yet. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she muttered. “A little,” he admitted. She rolled her eyes, still facing the balcony. “This is where a gentleman offers warmth. Maybe a hot drink. Or, you know... human decency.” “You rejected the jacket and the blanket. Can’t save you from yourself.” She opened her mouth to sass back, “Unbelievable.” Before she could finish being annoyed, she felt him. He was behind her—close. His body heat rolled into her back like a slow, deliberate wave. She gasped softly, more out of surprise than cold. His hands slid into hers with quiet certainty, wrapping them up gently. Then, his arms circled around her waist, pulling her lightly against him. Her breath caught as his chest pressed warmly against her back, the thin fabric of her top doing nothing to shield her from the way his warmth spread over her skin. “Dhruv!” she gasped, her voice half protest, half flustered mess. Her words scrambled as he leaned a little closer, breath grazing the side of her neck. “Better?” he asked, low and completely unaffected.
Abishaa · 14.8K Views
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