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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 · 31.9K Views

Chains Lifted: Her Second Act

She was the perfect daughter, shaping herself into whatever they wanted her to be. A flawless doll. A beautiful mask. She learned every smile, every move, playing her part without a single mistake, because this part of her life wasn’t hers... it was theirs. But not forever. One day, she would break free. No one would control her future or tell her who to become. She would be the one writing her own story. Yet, just as her plans were finally falling into place, everything started to crumble. One problem after another, surprises she never saw coming, and people who kept showing up in her life, no matter how many times she tried to push them away. Her life had always been hard, but these sudden changes pulled her into a storm she never asked for, making her question the very path she thought she was set on. Like a caterpillar fighting to build its cocoon, she is struggling to change. But deep down, she knows that once she breaks free, she will be a butterfly, ready to rise and fly higher than ever before. … “Let me tell you now, your kindness? I don’t need it. What you offer? I don’t want it. And a piece of advice, be careful with your kindness. It might bring pain to those you wish to protect, rather than support.” She turned her back, leaving him standing there, watching her retreat into the distance. … "Because I was like her once—filled with guilt. Those were the words I needed to hear, the ones I gave up hoping for long ago." He looked at her, his gaze softening with sympathy. “And you don’t seem like someone who’s ready to free herself from that guilt.” “Someday, maybe. But not yet. Not just yet.” “When that time comes,” he asked gently. “Will you tell me first?” She paused, meeting his eyes before a faint smile touched her lips. “I suppose I can do that much.” … “Whatever I’ve been through, no matter how difficult, I’m proud of it. I’ll never feel ashamed of the things I’ve done to reach this point.” She cupped his cheek, her touch gentle but firm. “So don’t feel bad for me. Be proud of me. While you weren’t there, you were always on my mind. You gave me the strength to keep going. Remember that.” He leaned into her hand, his voice quiet. “Then tell me… tell me everything you’ve experienced.” Currently 7 chapters a week... Another 2 for every 100 power stones mark... DO ADD "Llaellen's Updates" BOOK IN YOUR LIBRARY TO GET THE LATEST UPDATES ABOUT MY PLANS FROM HERE ON OUT Do read my other stories: SHE'S THAT KNIGHT KNOWN AS ZERO (COMPLETED) VENGEANCE TO THE ROYAL ONES (COMPLETED) COMING FOR THE LAST FOURTEENTH (COMPLETED) RESTARTING CHAPTER BOOK FINALE (COMPLETED) VERACITY OF THE PAST (REUPLOADED ON ETSY - JUST LOOK FOR "Llaellen") REBIRTH: STUBBORNLY FUFILLING A PROMISE (COMPLETED) LEFT BEHIND BY TIME (COMPLETED) LLAELLEN'S UPDATES (NEVER ENDING)
Llaellen · 112.5K 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 · 14.4K Views
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