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Betrayed by lies and consumed by the mob's fury, the idealistic politician met his end at the hands of the very people he sought to protect. His legacy? Scorn. His dream? Trampled beneath the boots of ignorance. Never again will I serve the whims of the ignorant. When he wakes up in a foreign world, his second chance comes not as a ruler or king but as a frail parish priest in the forgotten outskirts of the Holy Empire. "The masses are nothing but tools—easily swayed, incapable of thought, and blind to reason. To lead is not to serve them, but to wield them." Bound to a mysterious system that rewards with miraculous powers, he begins his ascent—as the Messiah. Armed with the knowledge of his past life and a soul hardened by betrayal, he will transform this crumbling parish, climb the ranks of the Church, and carve a path to the pinnacle of power. In a world ruled by faith and fear, he will forge a new order, not to serve but to dominate. After all, a shepherd does not ask permission to lead the flock. He decides their fate. Faith is his weapon. Power is his goal. Divinity is his destiny.

When Rio opened his eyes, he found that he had been reborn as an extra in a novel which he finished reading just yesterday. Moreover, he has become a student of the same battle academy, where the main plot will happen. .... Looking at the protagonist playing with his harem, Rio shook his head and decided: "I will steal the protagonist's chances; as for what will happen to the main plot? I don't care..." "Why would you care about the plot of the story if your own life is miserable anyway..." Would you like to accompany Rio on his journey and find out where his selfish stealing activities will lead him? [NO HAREM, SELFISH MC, FAST-PACED, DIABETIC ROMANCE!] .... *The book cover is an Ai art! same is true for the character arts!* My discord server link:- https://discord.gg/Rv8xabCnzP

He returned with a vigorous presence, equipped with a Heaven-reaching Innate Ability. He could heal, tell fortunes, refine medicines, set formations, and refine talismans… "There's nothing in this world that I can't do!" — Shen Feng.

They call me a demon, a monster, the disgrace of the gods. Funny, isn’t it? The same beings who tore my life to shreds now grovel at my feet, begging for mercy. Mercy? Hah! I’ve forgotten what that feels like. Back then I was the lively son of the great God of War, dreaming of glory and honor. But dreams are fragile things, easily shattered under the boots of those who think themselves untouchable. They made me their plaything, broke me, hunted me like a dog, took my smile. But I don’t break. No, I thrive. I laugh. I destroy. Now, I sit on the ruins of their golden thrones, wearing a smile they’ll never forget. Kind gods? Just ones? No, the gods are cruel. And I? I am the God of Gods. Their nightmare. Their end. I am the God of Amusement New chapters every Wednesday and Saturday.

Having transmigrated into a little farmer girl, her father passed and her mother turned crazed. Facing a frail household, Qian Yixiu remained calm, her rise relied on strength, and also on the luck she had when being a "ghost". Together with her younger brother, she strived to build wealth with one hand and protect her beauty with the other...

In a world where the taming of beasts reigns supreme and adds to a cultivator's strength. But I can't cultivate not thinking about taming beasts. How would he survive? ........ Dean, a rear genius, fell off his grace from being a genius to a useless fellow who was unable to cultivate, making him feel regret because he had tasted what it was like to be celebrated and be placed in high light, and now he was just a piece of trash. How would he survive the ordeal? ..... "Hey, what is he bragging for". "I don't know why, but I am gonna tell y'all a secret". Trying to convince everyone to believe came a pleasing and calm voice. "Zi what are you trying to do? "You are about to cause trouble again". Dean said, worried about what was about to happen; from his voice, one could tell it was not his first experience with this. "I will say that secret now be all ear okay". "Zi, if you say one more word I will turn you off". "Ehn, no I have to say" "No" "No"..... "He is shutting me up". "Am trying to make friends here you share a secret and the bond will become stronger "Dean you won't get away with this! "Please y'all don't be offended by my annoying system (Zi)" "Don't take what happened to heart". ....... I am in a contest right now, so I will need all the help I can get from y'all...... Please add to your library, vote, and leave a review. Thanks. "What! "You could have asked me to tell my friends" "Friends don't listen to...." "Zi who let you out......! "No....... Am doom"

WARNING! -DARK ROMANCE- A shifter will only have mate from their kind, but what happens if you are the last creature of your kind? Lycan. He is the last of his kind and is the most terrifying type of shifter. But, as scary as he was, he was alone. However, in order to survive, you don’t have to be the strongest, just deadliest. *** He looked at her like he had never seen anyone before. The sight of her calmed the rush in his ears, the beat of his heart and finally he was able to focus again… “She is no longer your responsibility. She is mine to deal with now,” the lycan said.

When a chance encounter sparks a forbidden attraction, 40-year-old Amelia Gerard and 30-year-old Ricardo Gonzales embark on a passionate and all-consuming affair. Torn between their desire for each other and the secrets that bind them, they must navigate the treacherous landscape of their illicit love. Will their love be strong enough to overcome the obstacles in their path, or will the weight of their secrets tear them apart?" "He grasped her throat, his fingers wrapping tightly around her neck. 'You are mine,' he growled, before claiming her lips in a fierce kiss. 'Tell your husband,' he whispered, his breath hot against her ear, 'that he should never touch you again. If he does... I will make him regret it.'"

Love? I hear that word everyday. It's already sickening to my ears. It seems that the word "love" has been so overused, that the real meaning has faded away. What is love? Ella, a fourteen years old over thinker and introvert in the eleventh grade questions love. She creates a quest for herself to find love. Does she? Read what's love? and find out.

'Hell is empty and all the devils are here.' -- Williams Shakespeare --- "Should I dip my hands in holy water so I can touch you?" His breath fanned her neck as he spoke close to her ear, causing an anxious shiver to run down her spine. Her eyes widened before narrowing slightly. "You are crazy." She whispered back with a shaking voice. "Why?" He asked, awed. His eyes now staring at her. "Because you would get burned." --- Opposites attract. That’s what everyone says, but light and darkness are two very contrasting entities. Annabelle is the perfect definition of pure and innocent, while on the other hand, Kione is the opposite of that—dark and a devil with an angelic appearance. Too forbidden to be a perfect match.

The clock ticked ominously in the dimly lit apartment, shadows stretching across the walls like dark tendrils. Jane's hands shook as she picked up her phone, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced at the mirror, catching a glimpse of her reflection-eyes wild, lips trembling. With a deep breath, she dialed 911. "Police emergency," a calm voice answered. "Come to 123 Maple Street," Jane's voice was urgent, laced with desperation. "Unless it's going to be a vulture's desire..." "Ma'am, can you explain what's happening?" The dispatcher's tone shifted from routine to concerned. "No time!" Jane interrupted, panic rising within her. "Just come!... As she hung up, the silence felt suffocating. Memories flooded her mind-her ex-boyfriend's betrayal with her former best friend, the gut-wrenching pain of being replaced. She could almost hear their laughter echoing in her ears, mocking her. With tears streaming down her face, Jane sank to the floor, clutching the phone tightly. A dark resolve settled within her...

“Evil God of the Universe, You are in every space and time. Present in every dimension of reality and govern the darkness of our world. Oh, almighty Atticus! Hear our plea and grant us your presence tonight, awaken my Lord!” The rain had completely stopped and the strong gale had subsided into the fading raindrops. The night had turned eerily silent and only the sizzling and cackling of the fire entered their ears. Suddenly, they all felt like floating from their feet despite setting foot on the watery, hard ground, as if they were traversing into space. The darkness of the night gradually turned darker, enveloping them, morphing into everyone, like a void eating them slowly. Sequentially, their breathing turned oddly slower. Despite exaggeratedly inhaling air to breathe, it was to no avail, as if a higher entity was limiting them from breathing. Nolan felt his throat and tried to open his mouth to gasp more air but failed. Everyone but him was in a state of indignation and panic as they struggled to breathe to fill their lungs with air. Nolan tried to calm his heart. He closed his eyes and stopped inhaling air in pure panic, instead, he put his heartbeat and breathing into a rhythm. It was hard at first, but after a minute, he found his breathing gradually went stable. His whole being was in pure anticipation of what was going to happen next. After a couple more minutes, the storm completely subsided, the night turned to normal. Nolan remained standing, taking in his surroundings with his eyes closed. Everything turned silent. The eerie atmosphere and the crackling of the fire from the hay figure didn’t even enter his ears. Nolan waited for a couple more minutes, his breathing turning normal. He was reluctant to open his eyes, afraid he might ruin their ritual. “It’s alright now, Young Master. You can open your eyes now.” Nolan’s breathing hitched. He jolted on his feet as he fluttered his eyes open. “Atticus? W-why are you here?” The butler, standing in front of him, a raincoat hung on his arms, smiled. “I am everywhere, Young Master, in order to best serve you.” **** Atticus, a demi-god from the underworld, was cast out of his parents from their realm and was thrown into the human world. The reason? He hadn't given them grandchildren yet.

"Are you afraid?.... I would be afraid... But then again, there's nothing you can do about it is there? So while not just accept your fate and....DIE?" "ALL.... THINGS.... PERISH...." With that calm statement, a silver lightning bolt as thick as a skyscraper....if it could still be called a bolt, came crushing down. And just like that the feared by all demon lord along with his castle and everyone in it. All that was left in the area was a pit that seemed to lead into the abyss and beyond...

Full title: [The Knight’s Multiverse] - A Knight’s Journey: The journey of a cultivator in a superhuman’s modern world After Damian Knight sacrificed himself to save a woman and her daughter, he gets reincarnated in a parallel Earth with three Perks by an unknown Entity. Using those Perks to help himself and his loved ones grow stronger, he will have to deal with many threats on his journey, whether the ‘Superheroes’ in the light or the Underworld (Crime Syndicate) in the dark. Fortunately, a few key people will help him on his journey, helping him embark on his cultivation's Path in this Universe. ‘Choices have consequences.’ Disclaimers -The MC will not get to cultivate right away because he's born in a modern Earth and in a normal family. But thanks to his perks, he will still be able to grow in power until he learn it. -I'm trying my best to release three chapters every week for my two novels (Either two of this novel and one of the other or the opposite) -All romantic and sexual relationships in this book will be between consensual adults. -It will be a small harem. -There will be some blood-related romantic relationships. Let’s enjoy this adventure together. Calm Wanderer

When you take action, do you know exactly how it will change your course? A flower-loving girl whose family showers her with love suddenly loses it all in a twisted turn of events. On the brink of desesperation, a voice whispers in her ear, "Do you wish for power?" Though she doesn't really care, she will gain the power to place her name in the history books of the entire continent.

Betrayed by the man she trusted, Detective Aurora faced death's door. When suddenly, a mysterious voice whispered in her ear: "Human, do you want to make a contract?" Faced with the imminent end, she took that hand that had plunged into the swamp of death and stepped beyond the edge that separates the worlds.

Due to a car accident, I arrived in a strange world where the women are more beautiful and open. I just wanted to calm down, but when a nearly naked woman appeared before me, I couldn't help but become aroused... Warning: Contains NRT plot

On one fateful day, Jareth Blaze died an extremely horrible death. But fate has some other plans for him; he got transmigrated into the body of a weak third-rate villain in a role-playing game. He thought it would be difficult to survive as a villain with this weak and arrogant body, but for some reason everyone misunderstood him. They thought of him as a strong person and feared him. 'What are you looking at me with fear for!? aren't you the protagonist of this world!?' (No harem here!) [WSA entry 2024] (Shares the same world with my other novel, Reborn as an extra) .. My Discord server link: https://discord.gg/Rv8xabCnzP

The first day they meet it ends in them hating each other. At the end of that day they find out they are to be wedded to each other in a week. Hermes the billionaire playboy and the next mafia boss has always hated the Le beau family and his hatred skyrocket when he finds out he is getting married to a Le Beau specifically Adara the woman he hates. Now they both get married but with a promise to give each other hell. "You may now kiss the bride" The priest says and the glare on Hermes face intensifies before he leans towards Adara. "Welcome to hell wife" He spits in her ear before seeping his head. "You shall burn in it with me husband" Adara whispers

When darkness falls I’ll be waiting inside you. the shadows are hungry and they are coming for you. In the darkness, I am the one who haunts your soul,. your screams would be music to my eternal ears. Beware,for the darkness that binds us would be our demise. THIS IS A TALE OF ETERNAL DARKNESS!!

"How long has it been since I transmigrated?" Owen thought. After many trials, he finally woke up in a new world. His long-held wish—eighteen years in the making—to reincarnate with all his memories had finally come true. But life here was more tedious than he’d imagined. As the son of a noble, his days were filled with training and keeping up appearances. Freedom was a distant dream. Until his sixteenth birthday, when a soft voice whispered in his ear: [Congratulations, you've awakened the Supreme Gacha system.]

It all came all of a sudden. My father got remarried. And I got myself a sister. "Wait! My stepmother is kind. And rather rich." "My sister is the idol; I had always liked her for so long." [Just as a fan.] "And with that, my high school life took a massive turn." [I am a reincarnator and a genius to boot with an artist system.] [So, what do you think?] [Welcome to my story.]

" What do you want from me." " Baby, I just want you to devote your entire heart and soul to me." he said in a husky voice whispering in her ear. " That's too much to ask for." she said as she avoided eye contact. " I will wait for you..... Read as a cold hearted man sets to pursue a little withered flower.

Synopsis In the quaint village of Turnipton, Marcus Griddle is a humble farmer with a simple life: tending to crops, avoiding chicken escapades, and enjoying the quiet. But everything changes when a mysterious voice from the sky informs him he has been chosen as the Hero of Light, tasked with defeating a Dark Lord and saving the world. Reluctantly thrust into a heroic role, Marcus discovers he possesses a quirky "Hero System" that insists he begin his journey immediately—complete with a shiny sword, a mothball-scented cloak, and boots that reflect his bewildered expression. As he grapples with threats to his farming productivity and the absurdity of his situation, Marcus sets out on an adventure that challenges his notions of heroism. With a blend of humor, unexpected challenges, and the unlikeliest of allies, Marcus learns that heroes can come in all shapes and sizes. Join him as he navigates a world of magic, mayhem, and self-discovery, all while trying to save his beloved turnips.

Her life was already circling the drain, and terminal cancer? Just the final kick. As if juggling her parents' emotional breakdowns wasn’t enough, “he”showed up—a weirdo with a lifeline, offering survival in exchange for a "small favor." She said yes, because clearly, why not make life even more complicated? Now, the weight of that decision hung over her like a bad haircut. Would this new path save her, or just squash her like a bug under the universe’s cruelly comedic boot? Knowing her luck, it’d probably be both.

"Have you ever lied to me crown prince?" A woman with soft brown waves spread on the grassy field asked. She was staring at the peaceful moonlit sky, enjoying the calm company of the man beside her. If she turned her head to look into his eyes, she would have noticed a momentary flicker in his eyes. "You think I would?" The slender man, caressed her head gently as his husky voice fell into her ears, filling her face with a gentle smile. She raised her hand to touch his defined jawline. Under the Petalwood both of them exchanged a loving look between each other. --------------------------------- "You hate me." He wasn't asking. He stated facing the woman he just couldn't stop loving. He felt helpless as the icicle turned sharper and sharper before finally piercing through his heart. Yet he was unwilling. Unwilling to hurt her. And at this point he couldn't defend himself without hurting her. Her eyes that had always gazed back at him with nothing but indifference and hatred, made him feel clueless. "They say eyes never lie. They must have never seen yours." She spoke coldly, a mocking smile lacing her lips, as she pushed the icicle further with her ice essence. Author's Note - Cover made by AI

A girl dreamt of a boy—calm, kind, and familiar—and fell in love with him. When reality shifted, she met a man who seemed to echo her dreams. Was he the one, or just a shadow of her imagination?

Lin An's life underwent a drastic change. The basketball under his bed had turned into a bleeding head, which would hop next to his pillow and hum softly by his ear at midnight. The subway racing into the station had become a gigantic lizard, opening its gaping maw, waiting for him to line up and feed it. The world was not as simple as he had imagined. Behind the bustle of the city, the Witch Hunter Knights roamed in search of evil wizards to slay. The ordinary worker, Lin An, inadvertently became a member of the Antler Witch-Hunting Knight Order, shouldering the glorious mission to protect humanity. He must be careful, careful, and then even more careful. Careful not to reveal his true identity as a wizard. … "Why Hunt a Cowardly Innocent Wizard?!"

The sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the vast expanse of the Aethereia Wastes. Zhilakoa stood at the edge of the sacred forest, her feet bare and her toes curled over the edge of the cliff. The wind whispers secrets in her ear, carrying the ancient wisdom of Eywa on its gentle breeze. She closed her eyes, breathing in the scent of blooming razorflowers and the distant hint of smoke from the Kraelion Empire's encroaching forces. "Zhilakoa, daughter of Jaya, the time of great change is upon us," the wind whispered. "Will you answer the call, or will you falter?"