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Hunter of the Evernight

Alex, a special operative on Earth who died during a mission, finds himself transmigrated with the identity of an investigative journalist as an agent of a mysterious entity with a simple mission. With the promise that he would be reunited with his family once he was done, Alex accepts the offer and becomes an agent of darkness in a new world teeming with steam-powered machinery and something more... The supernatural. In this new world, he will have to navigate his way through crazy witches, bloodthirsty monsters, religious fanatics, and fallen angels while slowly making his way toward his end goal... Returning to the family he left behind. A journalist by day and a hunter by night, this is the story of the Hunter of Evernight. *** Release rate- 1chap/day ( can increase to 2 if I'm free enough. However, daily updates are assured ) Chapter length: 1k-2k *** Additional tags: #Steampunk, #Lovecraftian elements, #Lowkey MC, #Neutral MC, #Smart MC, #Vampires, #Werewolf, #Cunning MC, #Dragons, #Secret organization, #Cults, #Angels, #Demons, #Evil gods, #Adventure, #Supernatural, #strongactingweak, #misunderstanding, #Horror, #Psychological, #rarebloodline, #Witches, #magitech, #darkfantasy, #monsters, #spirits, #curses, #firearms, #kingdoms, #action, #industrialization, #mysterysolving, #religions, #evil religions, #zombies, #ghosts, #Lost Civilizations, #European ambiance, #Artifacts, #Determined Protagonist, #Misunderstandings, #Monsters, #Hiding True Identity, #Nobles, #Souls, #Special Abilities, #Manipulative Characters, #Sentient Objects, #Hidden Abilities, #Transformation Ability, #Godly Powers, #Gore, #Detectives, #Familial Love, #Schemes And Conspiracies. Cover: Created using Midjourney AI *** Might seem slow in the beginning chapters but please read at least 50 chapters before deciding if this is for you. Alternative titles; Hunter of Evernight, Evernight Hunter, Night Hunter.
_DreamWeaver · 1.1M Views

I Am Overpowered And A Comedian In Another World

I am Racist. … I mean, my name is Racis T. I was a stand-up comedian. The flop one. The one who only get laughs when someone else is making fun of him. Anyway, I was doing one such show in a bar and since I like dark humor, I was cracking jokes around that. The show I was doing was in a run down bar, frequently visited by wicked tattooed motor bikers sort of people. I spewed some humorous jokes but no one seemed to get them as they were not laughing or maybe they got the jokes, that’s why they weren’t laughing. All in all, they were ignoring me. Being ignored didn’t sit right with my inner artist, who was starving to death, therefore, I decided to go darker. Though, I shouldn’t have done that. One of my jokes or maybe all of them triggered a man and as a result, he head-shotted me and I died on the stage. But see this : A man got triggered and he pulled the trigger. I did some word play here. But who cares. I am dead anyway. All I wanted was a successful show, people laughing and loving me and girls too. I am a true artist. I don’t care about money. All the money I would have earned I would be giving it to others. I would distribute 0.001 percent of all my money to the people in need. I don’t care about money at all. Nevertheless, a death is a death. So my story ended. Though, if there is an afterlife I would like to become a successful comedian, have a loving wife and have good enough money so I can afford only a three time meal and a humble private yacht or a jet will do too. I don’t care about money anyway. That was my dying wish. Though, I am using ‘though’ too much, don't mind. So yeah, as I was saying, I had that wish only if there was an after life and turned out… There really was an after life. Though, (‘though’ again?) it wasn’t what I wished for at all!!
KhyaaL · 4.9K Views

The Villains Must Win

I’m a proud NEET who’s devoured every romance novel, manga, webtoon, and otome game out there. Just when I thought I’d conquered it all, a black bunny appeared in my dream. “Congrats! You’ve been chosen to help villains win across multiple worlds!” “Like a game?” “Uh . . . sure.” “Great, I’m in!” And just like that, I became an agent of the Villain System. Time to rewrite some happily-ever-afters—villain style. **[NOTE!]** This novel features multiple short arcs, each exploring different tropes such as ancient China, the modern world, beasts, werewolves, vampires, fantasy, school romance, idol groups—you name it! The twist? Each arc focuses on our MC making the villain (male) triumph over the male and female leads. The story is written primarily in 2nd and 3rd person POV for a dynamic and immersive experience. || Excerpt || [WARNING! MATURE Content Ahead!] “Then serve me . . . properly.” The command was both sensual and authoritative, and Xue Li’s pulse quickened under his intense gaze. The air between them grew heavy, her trembling hands faltering as she began to run the sponge across his chest, her touch featherlight against his scars. “Y-yes your majesty.” Xue Li’s hand trembled slightly as she dipped the towel into the warm, fragrant water, her breath catching as she squeezed it out over Han Feng’s shoulders. The water cascaded down his chiseled frame, tracing every ridge and contour of his muscles. She swallowed hard, focusing intently on her task, though her heart raced like a drum in her chest. She began at his shoulders, her touch gentle as the towel glided over his skin. His scars, a mix of old battles and untold stories, caught her attention, and she hesitated for a brief moment before continuing. The warmth of the water mixed with the heat radiating from his body, and the intimacy of the moment sent a shiver up her spine. Han Feng leaned back slightly, watching her through half-lidded eyes, his expression unreadable. “Slower,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that made her pulse skip. Xue Li obeyed, her movements becoming more deliberate as she ran the sponge across his chest, down the defined lines of his abdomen. Each stroke felt unbearably sensual, her fingers brushing his skin as she worked. She tried to maintain her composure, but the proximity to him, the sheer physicality of his presence, made her feel as though the air had thickened. When she reached his arms, he extended one lazily, letting her clean him as though it were his divine right. Her hand moved carefully, trailing down his forearm to his wrist, her touch so soft it almost tickled. Han Feng’s silence was oppressive yet charged, the pressure of his gaze pinning her in place. As she lowered the sponge to his torso again, her hand faltered briefly near the sharp line of his hipbone. The water ran over his skin like liquid fire, and her breath hitched when she noticed the slight curve of his lips, a hint of satisfaction playing there. “You’re trembling,” he said, his voice velvet smooth, making her flinch. “I-It’s the steam, Your Majesty,” she stammered, though she knew it was a poor excuse. Han Feng chuckled softly, the sound deep and rich. “Hmm . . . Is that so? Then you have no problem cleaning my cock right?” Xue Li's eyes trembled, on the verge of tears, which seemed to please Han Feng. His smile grew wider as he urged her on. "Go on. You're going to serve me properly, aren't you?"
MiuNovels · 33.4K Views

Mated to the Cursed Werepire

Warning: Mature Content. No Rape. The truth will make her free, but could she handle this particular truth? Would she accept the freedom it brings? Excerpt. "What am I doing in your room?" Karina narrowed her eyes, waiting for the answer to that one question she just couldn't figure out the answer. "I should be asking you that. What are you doing in my room?" Veron decided to play with her mind a little. But seeing how her jaw was working, and the pressure she was applying on her head, he decided to tell her what happened, saving her the stress of trying to remember. "What's wrong with your head?" "I have a headache." She answered with gritted teeth. "Skye, get me that medicine for headache." He instructed via mind-link, then moved his feet again. "HEY! I SAID DON'T COME ANY CLOSER!" Karina yelled, glaring at him as if she would attack him if he takes one more step. "Get that dirty thought out of your head. I don't do shit with anyone without their consent." Veron remarked, annoyed at her thoughts and reactions toward him. "Also, I don't find men attractive." "Who are you calling a… Wait…" Karina paused, realizing this may be a good opportunity to keep him away from her. "Yes… I am a man and you definitely shouldn't find men attractive." She accepted and Veron's expression died. However, Gerrard burst out laughing. "Oh, this is perfect," Gerrard commented, enjoying himself. "You are a man," Veron repeated. "Yes, I am." Karina nodded her head. "Take off your shirt." "WHAT!" Karina exclaimed in shock and unconsciously clutched the front of her shirt. What has come over him? Didn't he just say he doesn't find men attractive? Why the hell was he saying she should take off her shirt? "If you are a man as you claim, you shouldn't have a problem standing before me without a shirt on." Veron pointed out, standing in that same spot and keeping his eyes on her. As much as he found this funny, he refused to join Gerrard in laughing to his heart's content. Hearing what he just said, Karina realized he was right. Men had no problem undressing before their fellow men, just as she had no problem undressing before Nori. Karina frowned and quickly thought of a way out, seeing he was indeed waiting for her to undress. "I am a different kind of man." She blurted, and Gerrard laughed even harder than he did the first time, rolling his body on the floor. "Oh, goddess… This is classic." Gerrard said amidst his laughter. He couldn't remember when last he heard anything as funny as what he just heard. "A different kind of man?" Veron asked and when she nodded, he added another question. "When did that specie come into existence?" "Today?" Karina answered, sounding unsure. *** Karina Harper is the sheltered first daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Harper, whose childhood experiences forced her and her parents to put certain restrictions on her life. Following the set down rules religiously, she encountered no problems in her life until the first day she spoke with Veron Silver, the most feared and most wanted student on campus.  She soon realized that everything she had believed to be true, was a lie, forcing her to question her very existence.  But who knew that the person who opened her eyes to the truth was keeping his identity a secret from her? How would she react when she finds out he was not what she thought he was?
Veekee_Lee · 1M Views

The Final Ashfield

Seven years in the future, Jacender Ashfield stands alone on a battlefield, a sea of demons closing in around him. Armed with sheer determination and dwindling strength, he faces the unstoppable forces of an otherworldly horde— and their enigmatic leader, the red-eyed Masked Man. Seven years in the past, Jacender and his twin brother Aleximus train relentlessly in the Axis —a mysterious forest of crimson trees that has been their home for as long as they can remember. Though bound by their uncle Matsuda's warnings to stay hidden, the twins dream of escaping the Axis to uncover the secrets of the world beyond its borders. They defy their uncle’s wishes, enlisting the help of their younger sister Anna, whose strange healing powers carry an ominous, unintended cost. But their quest for freedom shatters when a powerful enemy breaches the Axis, kidnapping Anna and revealing the grim reality of the outside world. Now forced to flee their sanctuary, Jacender and Aleximus embark on a perilous journey to Pendragon, a distant nation their uncle believes can shelter them from those pursuing the ancient Codex Jacender carries with him. Fueled by grief and vengeance, the twins vow to destroy the organization that razed their home — no matter the cost. As they traverse a dangerous continent filled with warring factions, ancient magic, and sinister political and religious forces, the brothers unravel the truth of their origins — and the fate they were born to face.  Yet Aleximus bears a haunting secret: a prophecy whispered in his dreams, foretelling a future drenched in darkness. And with every step forward, he feels the whisper growing louder; and with it — a fear for his brother's destiny.
Kitokuthewriter · 9.1K Views

Beyond The Celestial Veil

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”
Bubbles2009 · 1.1K Views

Shattering Humanity

The most eclectic epic ever inspired! With the whole globe snowed over, humans are no longer on top of the ladder. Violent aliens have forced humanity into various locations of hiding, and an evil ancient clan reveals itself. Taking control of sanctuaries all over Earth as Mafia Bosses, Dictators, Conquerors, and other forms of leadership, in an attempt to prove which is the strongest amongst them. After being in hiding for three years, humans have begun to acquire "abilities" just from slaying one of these aliens. Shortly after leaving their sanctuary/apocalypse training academy, two old friends, Katsu and Saku, are matched together not only as an academic team, but chosen by the last surviving "Creator of Humanity". Each one is 'blessed' as the vessels for the universe's contemporary forces and use their unique abilities to achieve their own (secretly combative) goals. Accompanying them is a female descendant of the greatest 'unknown' Scandinavian sword fighter. After being revealed to about her destined lineage, and the lost "mythical" history of her highly respected grandmother from the Viking/Valkyrie Age, Shelly is determined to retrieve all of her slain grandmother's stolen weapons from a both physically and magically gifted covenant of witches. If you have a beloved purpose you can't live without, do you truly have any freedom? If you have complete freedom to do or say whatever you desire, do you truly have any purpose worth caring about? [All art is not done by AI but by my good friend Amon-kun] ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~ WARNING/DISCLAIMER: This series spotlights coincidental parallels between various religious scriptures, and scientific theories but is in no way discrediting or belittling the beliefs of others whether that be Creationist or Evolutionist. The views, ideas, and conversations between characters aren't in any way meant to change anyone's beliefs. The conscious use of certain psychological elements from theistic ideology and out of context holy verses is only to support this fictional plot and it's characters. As well as aid the reader as to how one could theoreticize or philosophicize the plot. Instead of using various conflicting ideologies to shame or undermine those who believe, the intention is for deeper thinking and uniting those who believe peace and tranquility between humanity is most important above all.
SasukEntertainment · 121.3K Views

The Outcast: The Shadow of The Wall

"As the Supreme Commander of The Wall, my duty is clear: to hold back the threats from the south—mutant monsters, ogres, cyclops, or... hopefully not... the return of the orcs. The kings and lords of Middle Earth do not care. To them, we are just a bunch of 'Outcasts,' exiled criminals and soldiers pushed to the margins. That’s fine. It's better if they stay out of our way. Corrupt politicians rarely care about real security." He looks down at the Outcast barracks below, where the central headquarters commands the entire Wall, separating the south from the main continent. Wisps of smoke rise from the kitchens, carrying the scent of salty, stale soup. The Outcasts atone for their sins or suppress their grief through dangerous missions in exchange for a few gold coins, following the rigorous standards set long ago. Such is life at The Wall. "I, Oldman, am not a religious man. But I interpret the legacy of past eras as a reminder: The world has never truly been at peace. The evil forces of all ages—fragments, orcs, or dragons—will always lurk. Humans, dwarves, elves, whoever they may be, could end up killing each other, driven by cunning deceit. And now, the only barrier holding back the southern threat is The Wall... and us, the Outcasts. Perhaps history will remember us as nameless heroes, or perhaps it will forget us. But as long as I stand here, I will not allow the monsters from the south and other darknesses to spread across the continent again." "I am Oldman... In a world that has cast us out, we stand amidst the darkness. We have no land, no name, only this path. We are the shadows behind this wall. We are the forgotten guardians of the world. We are the Outcasts, and we will endure, or die on our path."
azvein · 3.3K Views

Reality Novel

Again and again. Over a thousand times Rayhan failed to save the world, to save the ones that he loves but he keeps failing. But he was still determined to win. Valen mumbled and snickered as he read his favourite novel. Smack! Valen fell to the floor and dropped his phone, with one hand on his throbbing cheek, he looked to see who had hit him but he already knew. His breathing, unsteady and his heart pounding. Valen stood up and went back to his seat ignoring the dark haired fiend that had struck him. Smack! Valen was hit again by the fiend. This time, Valen lost his timid coolness, but before he could fight back, he heard screams and felt the school building shake. He looked around to see what was happening and his body trembled with fear and excitement. He saw a raven black haired male with sharp brown eyes and a chiselled jawline. It was Rayhan. And with him was his cohort. Valen was confused, more so shocked. But before he could take it all in, he saw all sorts of monsters and beasts pouring out the 'gates'. All of the students in the school attempted to flee but as some succumbed to the monsters they all ran to hide. At the moment the heroes, along with Rayhan, fought the strongest and didn't seem to understand their situation, Valen on the other hand hid inside his locker. He never knew that the novel he loved reading all these years would be real, better yet come to his life. At first, it was very popular but soon, only Valen was left. Valen closed his eyes and waited for the chaos and turmoil to pass with time, hours and hours flew and it seemed the situation was calming down a bit. Valen left the safety of the locker and looked around. He looked left and then right; nothing. He walked around the hall and from time to time he would look outside the windows to see if the heroes were still fighting the major beasts; which they were. Tack! Tack! Tack! A hideous Cerberus charged at Valen and lunged in his direction, Valen clumsily threw himself out of harms way in an attempt to save himself. The Cerberus charged again, this time there was no chance of his prey escaping, Valen found himself backed up against a wall, on his left and right were more walls and behind him was the door to the janitor's room. The Cerberus opened it's maw, revealing it's long sharp teeth and bit into Valen's arms and forearms as he protected his head. Valen gritted his teeth and his mind was blind with fury. He couldn't die, not when his favourite novel somehow came to life. Not before he met the Hero and his cohort. Valen screamed as the pain and agony of his arms being torn off suddenly became unbearable. Valen soon saw dark, he was losing consciousness. System Alert! Achievement reached New Skill unlocked! Berserker [??? Rank] Name: Valen Arrenhoun Age: 17 Sex: Male Race: Human Rank: Awakened G Rank Potential: [???] Skills: Berserker... Manuals: None
Mighty_Milk · 7.3K Views

Fatal Bindings of a Psychotic Lover

【Crazy Reborn × Foodie Transmigrator】 When he held the knife of self-destruction and pierced through the hearts of two people, he smiled and said that he wanted to be buried forever on Valentine's Day. Reborn on the day he first saw her in the mental hospital, Henry Smith was surrounded by twisted mental power. This time, he had sharpened the shackles in advance - even if he had to break all her wings, he would raise the holy sister into his exclusive creeper. Forced to become the affectionate female lead, Clara Jones stumbled back when she saw the wedding ring handed to her. When the boy wrapped her wrist with a blood-stained ribbon, she trembled and took out a chocolate bar: "Little brother, do you want some dark chocolate to calm your nerves?" On the day when Wenya's bamboo horse sent the wedding dress, he crushed the ribs that stored the crystal core; When the thunderous ability user Lei Ming came to save the scene, he broke the wrist bone of the man holding the gun. All men who try to take away her gaze are made into wandering puppet zombies. "All doomsday dawns should be burned to ashes", moist fingertips roll over the cream at the corner of her lips, "I want my sister's eyes... only reflecting the blood-colored aurora of the demon king." Sick Notebook Double main line before and after wearing the book: It turns out that the hidden layer of the wedding ring cut open by the original owner at the end contains her implicit love for the sick younger brother (pseudo-sea king true salvation) Reverse ability: Mental control madman × space materialization foodie (whenever there is a crisis, the female lead will materialize a luxury sashimi platter) Doomsday Rose Tattoo: The blood-stained white ribbon at the beginning → the satin ribbon wrapped around the wedding dress → the baby blanket ribbon throughout the article [heart] Now, the fox-eyed younger brother is tilting his head to untie your nurse's uniform buttons, and the ice ability user in the distance is collapsing—— Push open / Use cheese cake to block his mouth
ella337 · 1.3K Views

Divorced Once, My Ex-Husband Is Still Mine

[Warning: Mature Content] Zuri King's life changes dramatically when Lorenzo Rossi suddenly asks for a divorce. Despite being truly in love with him, she agrees without telling him she is pregnant. For four years, Lorenzo pretends to be dead in an accident and then comes back as Lorenzo Salvatore, the billionaire heir to one of the most powerful families in the world. Lorenzo is now engaged to the arch-rival of her family, while her family wants her to marry the rival of his family. However, Zuri craves only one thing—her ex-husband back, consequences be damned. He is aware that he cannot escape her. He really doesn't want to. He only wants to protect her because she's unpredictable and never plays it safe. What happens when Zuri falls into his world much deeper than ever after she learns the true reason for their divorce and his disappearance? What happens when Lorenzo learns that they actually have a strong tie that they are going to protect at all costs? ~ Excerpt "What makes you think you can keep me here for two days?" He grabs my chin, tilting my head up, and leans in, his face inches from mine. His hot breath washes over me, sending a shiver of excitement crawling through my veins. "Because I have power over you, Enzo," I press my hand to his chest and tease open the first button of his shirt, revealing a glimpse of his tattooed chest beneath. "Power?" he asks, his rough voice barely above a whisper, drawing my gaze back to his beautiful face. He looks so curious. So cute! "Out of all the clubs in New York, you chose Cora's. And let's be real, baby boy, no man ditches his fiancée for his ex-wife." I yank his shirt with a fierce tug, sending buttons flying across the floor.
Mystic_Fantasy73 · 3K Views
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