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Do you believe in magic? The answer of most will be no. But what if magic DID exsist? To some, it might just be your typical average story. But this has an element of unpredictability mixed in between. Their lives were similar to the two sides of a coin. In order to flee from a perpetually toxic relationship, she offers to him, a proposal he would have never expected. Diego Raymond, desperate to prevent the element from being revealed, has no other option but to concur. Diane Lewis was a normal teenage girl from an aristocratic family. But since she met HIM, her view of the world turned upside down. "How is that even possible?" She asked, mouth agape. He smiled at her, showing a perfect set of snow-white teeth. "With magic, anything is possible." Horn your skills and train your ability. "I will protect you." She said, with a determined gaze. "You can Barely even protect yourself. You are not strong enough." He retorted. "Then, just wait for Me to get stronger." She said, with a smile. "You have no right to be here. We cut ties remember?" Dennis, the man she acknowledged as her Older brother, posed that question, while glaring at her fiercely. "I am not here for you. I am here for the family. There are still people I treasure in this place. So let me through or else..." She completed her statement by majestically drawing out her sword. So many secrets lay hidden. Injustice in the form of justice. Lies, fabricated to become truth. Deception roams around, unleashed. And a Naive girl, who had never seen the shadow that lurked around in the abyss. Will her Destiny be actualized, saving those which she held dear to her heart? Or will she be overwhelmed by the challenges of her new world, succumbing gradually underneath the waves, which seek to devour Her whole, perishing alongside her family?

"Technology changes life, making the world a better place." Firmly believing this statement, Li Er died from nuclear radiation and began his journey across different worlds-- "It's not me who is wrong, it's the world. Let's start by taking down Arasaka." "Impressive Cyber Prosthetics, good thing my Cybertron Prosthetics are not bad either."

An ancient proverb from the Homo sapiens era once stated, "Light and darkness can never be united because they are natural enemies arranged since the creation of the universe." The statement seems plausible, yet it may contain inaccuracies... —————————————— Leon Kruger, a 22-year-old man counted among the three of humanity's heroes, is dispatched by the Holy Empire of Mankind to invade the territory of the Demon Empire—an enduring adversary of humanity for over 7000 years. Wielding the Great Holy Sword Zenith and commanding a legion of thousands of holy troops, he leads the raid on the Desert of Chaos, facing the elite armies of the Demon Race with unwavering valor. Even, he engaged in direct combat against the Demon Emperor, who was actively leading the war on behalf of the Demon Race! Unfortunately, he never foresaw that his offensive was a cunning scheme orchestrated by the Emperor of the Holy Empire. The emperor aimed to eliminate Leon, perceiving him as a threat to his position as the ruler. Furthermore, unbeknownst to him, he had been poisoned before setting out for war, leading to a catastrophic defeat at the hands of the Demon Emperor and resulting in his capture as a prisoner of the Demon Emperor. Envisaging torment at the hands of the notorious Demon Emperor after his capture, he was surprised to find that this foreseen ordeal did not come to pass! The Demon Emperor, unveiled as a remarkably beautiful woman, unexpectedly and without apparent cause, asked him to be responsible for abandoning their triplet daughters?! "Nani! Since when did I have triplet daughters with you, smelly demon woman?!" Not only that, Leon gradually realized that an increasing number of women were approaching him to claim the love debts he had unwittingly accumulated in his youth. "Wait! Hold on! Please be gentle! Both my kidneys are nearly tapped out!" —————————————— #Tag: #Action #Adventure #Harem #Slight-Harem #StrongToStrongest #Romance #Demon #Elven #Hero #Dragon #DaughterLoves #Revenge #Anti-Hero #Handsome-Male-Lead #Beautiful-Female-Leads #SliceOfLife #Unhesitate-MainCharacter #Yandere #PossesiveCharacters #PhsycopathCharacter #HateToLove #Comedy ------------- 400 PS this week = Mass release of 5 chapters! 700 PS this week = Mass release of 8 chapters!

Notice: Limitless The Strongest Revenant will be on Hiatus till May 2025. I will return afterwards to resume the novel. Enjoy the Read! - Yinghuo_392 ______ "If you intended to die anyway, don't die quietly like a pussy! Go out in a fucking blaze of glory!" That was the statement that changed my world forever. I was a loser in life. I died and got reincarnated into a Revenant. Revenants were people who defended the living from the dead. In exchange for a second life, they had one task and were blessed with one cheat ability. The task? To kick as much zombie ass as possible. Unfortunately, my cheat just made me "Rewind". It didn't give me super strength, speed or the ability to fly. Hell, it didn't even give me a way to fight! Without any way to kill zombies, I nearly died on my first day on the job! Back then I remember crying and puking all over the place like a little bitch. But while I started out like a little bitch, I didn't stay one. Dying full of regrets changed me you see. So much so that I made a promise. I refused to repeat my mistakes when I was human. Reborn as a Revenant, I will never bow down to anyone ever again. Unfortunately, these Revenant bastards were old school. Like they hacked zombies with swords and all that crap old school. As a man born in the USA, I saw no reason why I needed to follow their outdated way of thinking. The modern world had the superpower of gun powder and lead. So instead of swords, I came after every zombie I saw with guns. Like countries in the middle east, I proceeded to blow the motherfuckers to kingdom come. And surprisingly because of "Rewind", I found out I could never run out of ammunition. $200 for each kill. Hefty bonus for each area of hell liberated. What scared normal people shitless suddenly allowed me to earn millions every day. The richer I got the more "Freedom" I could unleash! Mortars, tanks, air strikes to even nukes. Backed by modern science and technology, I slowly but surely drove the undead back. Along the way, I met and saved seven heavenly beauties. And all of them fell in love with me. They were a little obsessive, scratch that, they were all fucking insane. My precious harem was comprised of nothing but Yanderes in every sense of the word. Still, I would willingly burn the entire world for any of them. For when I called, only my battle harem answered. And that was even before I learned of another secret. Exchanging bodily fluids with my girls gave me their cheats. Suddenly, in contrast to every Revenant in the world who only had one, I alone wielded eight. One from each girl plus my own. And so unfolded my 2nd life. Which eventually became my legend. Who am I you ask? I was born as John Smith. But these days not even my girls use that name. Both on Earth and in Hell everyone else just calls me Limitless. And I am the Strongest Revenant. *************************** Author Notes: Harem size: 7 | No NTR | No Yuri | No Grape Novel Focus: Action, Adventure, Urban Fantasy, Reincarnation, Dark, Weak to Strong, Battle Harem, Beautiful Heroines, YANDERE Heroine, Military, Loyal Subordinates, Kingdom Building, War, Politics, Conspiracies, Overpowered, Face Slapping, Tragedy, Character Development, Multiple POVs, Betrayal, Alternate Realities, Demons, Zombies, Superpowers, Tower Climbing, Tower Defense, Wish fulfillment. I have paid for and own the copyrights to both the cover and character images. Official Discord link https://discord.gg/7yxSzd3szy, See you there!

Humans finally did it. They finally discovered Space teleportation technology! With space portals, transportation and space exploration became easier. It was finally the time when things were looking up for humanity. Until the gates to the Abyss were opened! Powerful beasts came into our world causing mass destruction and terrifying causalities. All seemed to be lost, but that was when the first mages were born. These were humans that could summon terrifying powers and control the elements. … Drake had been living his life as a regular human; a non-mage. However, even though he was a non-mage he had mastered every weapon. All of a sudden was attacked by a terrifying pain that made him think he was going to die. There was a crack in the seal! “You are a Mage!” He was shocked when he finally confirmed this statement. ... Name: Black Drake Affinity: Cosmic Energy Skills: Libra constellation Ability’s: Eye of Order: Disperse, Invert order, All equal before order Virgo constellation Ability’s: Stamina x10, Master of all Elements. Elements controlled: Barrier Energy, Mental energy, Healing energy, Radiant moon energy, Earth energy, Gravity Energy… Aquarius constellation Ability’s: Cosmic armor (Every attack received is like a drop of water disappearing into the sea of stars) Sagittarius constellation Ability: Accuracy (always hits target) Taurus constellation Ability: Rage (Attack Power x10) More… ... Drake steps into the world of mages, with all kinds of powers. Vampires, Werewolves, Dragons, Magical beasts, Demons, Abyss Devils and more he will encounter them all. Drake must master his cosmic power and awaken his abilities to protect all that is dear to him together with his friends in this new world.

Every Human has a chance of 80% to get their superpower. There are many superpowers. Flight, Gravity, Superhuman Strength, Laser, etc. The first people who get his superpower tried to control and develop it. With his power, he can destroy a mountain but, he decided to use that power to do the Villainous Act and became the first villain. However, if there's a Villain, there's always a Hero. The Man named Armstrong comes out of nowhere to stop the terror of the villain. With his superhuman strength and superhuman speed, he became the first Hero. However, in the first Villain, Bloodhound, the action didn't stop there. He fight back, an epic fight happened. Many people record it using drones, reporters start Streaming it on the TV. As a result of the fight, Armstrong won. But, once again, Bloodhound said something that make the world surprised. "I don't have any intention to surrender nor accept my fate to die. I will create a new era, the era where only good people can live on it. So, I will never die. Not even God can take my life!" A silent moment, everyone in the world freezing, they didn't know how to respond to that speech. But, Armstrong gives a wide smile. "We live on society. Evil people and Good people cannot be defined. All of them have their purpose. Evil and Good can only be distinguished by how the way we see them. Not our place to judge them." Bloodhound also smiled. "Then, all people out here! Whether it's an Evil or Good act. Come out and show yourself!" He said before going with his dark cloud. A simple speech you can find in any comic book. But, that speech made humanity divided into two factions. Villain and Hero. Andreas Early Incident. Andreas Leonia was adopted after a human experiment case. That case inflicted 5000 well-named doctors and researchers also inflicted more than 2000 kids. The operation to save the Children was 3 Days and 3 Nights. That case become popular quickly and was named [Brooklyn Restless Night] That incident become the first SSS+ tier mission in the History Record. 5000 well-named doctors and researchers. 127 people also invested in that project. Many of them was a figure that have a big influence worldwide. 18 Important people in the Government supported that project. And many Villains, SWAT, or even Police joining that project. It's why that mission becomes the first SSS+ Tier mission. Andreas could be found sleeping inside a tube. From the information from one of the researchers, the tube was made to drain Andreas's energy. Andreas's energy can be used to fix the earth. Earth was almost destroyed by the fight between Hero and Villain. And that shows how much energy Andreas has. Other than that, Andreas also gave much DNA from superheroes. But, there is too much DNA injected into his body. Making his body very sensitive. If there's he injected one more time, maybe he will die. And it's crazy how 3 years old kid holds this pain. The head of the operation, Crimson Red. He decided to adopt Andreas because his parent, Dr. Berniac and Dr. Treyni didn't even care about him. All people agreed with Crimson Red's statement. A child should be given freedom, not this hellish experiment.

There was once a young man named Varian, he was a homeless man who slept on the city streets due to his low budget. When he was working to gather plastic bottles to earn some money. He then saw a group of men and women wearing white hoodies that covered their faces walking towards an unknown path close to a nearby village. Varian asked people around about them, but everyone thinks he is a crazy person spreading lies about a bunch of things. Varian then realized that he was the only person who could see them. Without thinking twice, Varian decided to follow them. About 30 minutes later, the group that was followed by Varian stopped as they were frozen like a statue. Varian has a bad feeling about what will happen, he then lifts his face and sees a massive cave on the edge of the village. Without hesitation, Varian leaves the group and goes to the cave. He needs to know the truth about what is happening right now, why was he the only one who could see the group of people and the unknown path. Varian entered the cave with caution, the cave is getting darker by each second. After some time passed, he arrived at the end of the cave. There was a giant tree standing in the middle of the area, Varian go to the tree as fast as he could so he can examine it closer. Varian noticed that there was a hole that'd fit his body on the tree. Varian hesitated whether he should continue his journey or not. Varian came to a statement that he would be continuing his journey after thinking about it for a moment, he entered the hole. The atmosphere was very dark and the path was somehow long for just a tree. After some time, he saw a glowing light from the exit. Varian was relieved for a moment when he heard a roar from an unknown species as if they were chasing him from behind. He ran as fast as he could to the glowing light, he is now finally free from that roaring. When he tried to open his eyes, he was very shocked after seeing a whole different world where there were no modern furniture or gadgets in this world, as if it was never there.

"I simply asked one thing of you Sarah, to stay away from Connie! And what did you do?" his voice was rough, low, intimidating. I could feel the little courage I had slowly slip away and be replaced by pure terror and fear. "I did stay away__" before I even finish my statement, he punched me hard in the stomach, and I landed on the cold tiled floor. I dragged myself away from him... Or at least made a pathetic attempt to. "Simple instructions Sarah!" he landed a kick to my stomach, it felt a hundred times more painful than the punch. "We even signed a treaty," another kick. "And you broke it... So now, I'm going to break you too!" Why do I have to be so unlucky, and why does Casey have to treat me like I'm inferior to him, like don't belong here, like I don't deserve to breathe the same air he does? I'm simply a pest in his life, a thorn in his side, some kind of leprosy he wants to get rid of. My life has never really been easy. And everyday, I simply ask myself if it's all worth it... If all this pain and suffering is worth it. Will the pain ever end? Or should I take it upon my hands to end it myself. Cause everyone has a breaking point... And I think I've extended mine for way too long! A fire accident changes the lives of all the students of Crown and Berry High... And it reveals a lot of secrets that would best be kept in the dark... Secrets that could ruin the lives and futures of everyone involved... Even of those not involved... Will the truth ever come to light? Or will someone get hurt digging in too deep?* * **WARNING!!! BOOK CONTAINS VIOLENT SCENES!

At Aldridge Academy, success isn’t an aspiration—it’s survival. In this elite, hyper-competitive school where ranking determines everything, students are reshuffled weekly, their futures dictated by a ruthless meritocracy. The top 20 enjoy unimaginable privileges: mentorships from industry leaders, access to classified research, guaranteed scholarships to the world’s best universities. The rest? They fight to stay afloat, knowing that one bad week could destroy everything. Liam Carter was built for this system. Rank 14. A scholarship prodigy. A perfect machine. With a mind sharper than any algorithm, he has calculated, optimized, and outperformed his way to the top. But when his flawless Ivy League applications are rejected, his entire world fractures. Now, his scholarship is on the line. The school’s administration has given him six months to secure admission to one of ten elite universities—or he loses everything. But Liam isn’t just up against a broken admissions process. Because when his best friend, Ethan Reyes—a wealthy underachiever sinking toward the bottom ranks—posts Liam’s personal statement on Reddit for feedback, it triggers something no one expected. The essay goes viral. Not because of inspirational storytelling—but because it contains something dangerous. A fragment of classified information. A half-forgotten piece of an experiment Liam doesn’t even remember being part of. And now, the wrong people are watching. The CIA believes he’s a leaked asset. A powerful tech cartel wants him recruited—or eliminated. And his biggest rival at school, Jasper Voss, Rank 9, knows Liam’s secret and is willing to use it against him. To survive, Liam must outthink everyone—weaponizing Aldridge’s brutal ranking system, manipulating the school’s elite, and uncovering the truth about his past. Because his rejection wasn’t just bad luck. Someone didn’t want him getting out. And if he fails now, Aldridge won’t just take his scholarship. It will erase him.

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"The more the Church supports me, the more it proves I have done the right thing. The more the heretics oppose me, the more it proves I have done the right thing." "Even when heretics praise me, it further proves I'm right. If heretics stay silent, it shows I have done impeccably!" "If the Church opposes me, it means they have all fallen into evil heresy, and the more heretics oppose me, the more it proves I have done the right thing." In the year 681, An Su was crowned the youngest Pope in the history of the Church. During his speech, he provided important guidance for the forthcoming de-divination work, emphasizing: "Now that both the Church and the heretics oppose me, it precisely shows I am on an exceedingly correct path!" ... The year 685. "It is not that the Evil God cannot be summoned, but that choosing him to take the stage is more cost-effective." Such was the assessment of the former holy woman of the demons, Yage Silvia. This statement, once made, instantly attracted attention from all sectors of society—the extensive documentary "The Legend of Pope An Su" continues to broadcast for you. —— This is a story of a top-tier heretical player speedrunning through a fantasy world.

Ça avait commencé de façon étrange : son chat refusait qu’il le caresse. Lin Qiushi découvrit rapidement que la discorde se répandait tout autour de lui. Puis, un jour, il poussa une porte et découvrit que son couloir, qu'il connaissait par coeur, était devenu un couloir sans fin. Aux deux extrémités de ce couloir se trouvaient douze portes en fer identiques. Il poussa l’une des portes. Ainsi, l’histoire commence.

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The Cataclysm. The end of the world. When one wakes up in a world destroyed with rot and overtaken by the undead, survival should be one's number 1 priority. However survival is no longer an option. As he awakens one day, Marcus finds that he is no longer alone in this world. Ever. [It is only through experiencing death and destruction... that you will truly know the meaning of suffering.] [And the demented nature of humanity.] [And what better place to experience such things... than in a world which has been ruined?] This is the story of a man and a monster. [Man and monster... are they not one and the same?] This is the story of Number 7. A Note to the people of Scribblehub and Royal Road: I have posted this story on all of the above sites, and this statement can be taken as proof of ownership to the story for approval purposes.

“Congratulations, you have been hired as the personal assistant…” “Really!” Grace exclaimed even before Jace Brandon, the CEO of Brandon Corporations could finish his statement. The growing sparkle in Grace’s eyes did not escape the keen sight of Jace. “To my son,” he completed. “Yes, I’m very much delighted to take up the position of the personal assistant to … your what?!” Grace’s eyes almost popped out of their socket as she completed “son?” listlessly. “You heard me right,” Jace replied coldly as he stared at Grace. “Is that not the same as being employed as your child’s nanny?” Grace asked doubtfully. “If you want to put it that way, yes.” Jace replied nonchalantly. “In other words…” Grace began. “You are officially my son’s nanny, if you accept the offer,” Jace Brandon completed. “If there is nothing else, this interview is officially over.” ********* Grace Fowler, who had always dreamt of becoming a top designer in the biggest designing firm in the country was blacklisted for exposing sensitive company information due to a set up by the ones she trusted the most— her boyfriend and her kid sister. Shattered and battered, she set out for greener pastures in an unknown land and ended up being hired as a nanny to the son of Jace Brandon, the wealthiest billionaire in San Francisco. But the scariest thing was when her job description was gradually amended to not only taking care of the five year old autistic son of the CEO but the widowed CEO himself. What does the future hold for her when suddenly, everything around her begins to change and her past comes calling again with the sudden appearance of her boss’s late wife. Will Grace be able to let go of her past and embrace the joy of fighting for the heart of the man her heart yearns for, or settle for happiness in the arms of Trent, her boss’s cousin, who literally adores the ground Grace walks on?

"You are lying!" she retorted, her voice ringing with a blend of indignation and despair as she surged to her feet and crossed the space to his side. Her anger struck him as somewhat bemusing, and in a different circumstance, he might have been tempted to applaud her unyielding spirit. "I am an apex predator. I am what monsters and all things wicked fear. How could you imagine I would concern myself with something as fickle as emotions, let alone for a witch?" he asserted, his words delivered without the slightest quiver of doubt. His words landed like a blow to her very core. She had never anticipated such a stinging rebuttal from him. "If you can look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me, then I'll leave you alone," she challenged, her tone calm amid the raging storm of emotion that churned within her. Her words felt like a knife piercing through his cold heart, leaving Damien to grapple with the weight of her final statement. He hesitated for a few fleeting moments before lifting his gaze to meet hers. "I don't," he declared, the words slipping from his lips with austere finality. Lauren's heart sank upon hearing his response; she sensed within her that he was not speaking the truth, but what recourse did she have? Before she could utter another word, the ringing of her phone pierced the solemn air. Engaging with the call, she answered, "Hello, Director." Briefly acknowledging the conversation, she swiftly concluded, "Alright, I'll be there," before ending the call. "Thanks for the meal once again," she offered in a flat voice, devoid of any discernible emotion. Damien found himself taken aback by the sudden shift in her demeanor, feeling the impulse to say something, but before he could gather his thoughts, she had already entered the elevator. Making her way towards the exit, she soon drove off, leaving Damien to stand before the towering windows, watching her departure with a silent ache lingering within him. As she disappeared, he turned his gaze inward, pondering the emptiness that seemed to pervade his residence. Reflecting on his actions, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right choice in pushing her away, but he understood that only time held the answers. This Novel tells a story of a halfie(half vampire half human) named Damien Voltorie. Some whisper of Damien Voltorie as a modern-day wolf of Wall Street, while others deem him the nation's most captivating bachelor. But beneath the veneer of wealth and charm lies a secret: Damien is a thousand-year-old vampire, haunted by a traumatic past and determined to remain in the shadows. Yet, destiny has a different plan. As the last descendant of the once powerful Voltorie vampire dynastyt he is bound by an ancient prophecy to a brilliant human, Lauren Turner. A captain of special operations of the National division of intelligence (NDI) and a gifted surgeon, Lauren is his fated partner. Together, they hold the key to saving both the human and supernatural worlds from a resurrected evil that once obliterated his kingdom eons ago. Faced with a choice between prophecy and isolation, Damien must decide: Will he heed the call of destiny and fight to save the world, or will he allow it to burn as his kingdom did? Can he overcome the isolation of his immortal existence and embrace the warmth of a human love, or will he succumb to fear and run? Join us as we step into a realm where the veil between worlds is thin, and the fate of both human and supernatural rests on the choices of one reluctant vampire.

The shadows lurked, its whispers a fearful caress to the heart. A word of it begot omen and doom is the person who sees it. The world was evolving, creatures emerging and some going instinct, but one rule remained among the humans, "BEWARE OF THE NIGHT CREATURES." Ophelia, tossed and turned by the cruel wind and unfortunate side of the world found herself embracing the very shadows that were feared by many. The shadow which always haunted her. Not only was she haunted, but she was also the reason the shadow lurked. Its darkness deftly intertwined with the course of her life, bringing to light secrets locked away in the abyss. Secrets which led her to the arms of the one whose statements remained of evil. Rumors of her prevailed, each one more abhorrent than the other. While most of the rumors were false, there were specks of truth in them. However, in the dance of darkness, its drums beaten by the shadows, everything and every danger she faced culminated on the day she was bitten by the very creature humans termed evil and vile. She was his pawn, his amusement to be poked, his first bite. Her blood the first to ink his fangs, had unbeknownst to him formed a forbidden and sacred bond that could not be severed unless she died. Gone from his play toy to the number one on his kill list, Ophelia found herself confronting dangers that she, no matter how hard she tried, could never win against. When the game of chase and death slowly evolves into an unspoken spark-like trail of shadows weaving in the hearts of the predator and the prey, Ophelia is conflicted about the path to follow. The path to toss the dangers aside and embrace the whispers of her heart— or, the path to heed the warnings of her heart and run further from her predator. Unfortunately, in the dance of the cruel hand of fate, whichever way she took, he was always there like a shadow ready to entrap her. SHE WAS HIS FIRST BITE AND HE WAS HER SHADOW.

"With this ring, I give you my heart! From this day you shall not walk alone, my arms will be your home forever!" The wedding vow, which he took just a few hours ago, rang in his mind, as he felt himself taking the painful last breath! Today was his wedding day, and just a few hours ago he got married with his best friend cum assistant. For him it was the happiest day in his life, as today finally someone became his family! However, as the saying goes, happiness never longs last! His happiness also didn't lasted for even a day, and everything crumbled down around him, after witnessing his newly wedded wife in someone else's arms! No, he wasn't just someone, but his mortal enemy! On his first night, his wife shattered all his dreams with her one announcement, "Babe, don't be so rude! He's my husband, not just anyone!" She smiled sweeter as honey, and spoke further to confirm her statement, "You heard it right, babe! He's my husband, real husband, for the last two years!" Rishabh clutched his neck feeling an extremely painful burning sensation in his throat before it started to spread on his body! It seemed like his body was being pierced by thousands of needles! He tried to move forward, but his knees gave up resulting him to fall on his knees! He opened his mouth to speak, but also failed in the process! He realised he was poisoned, and the poison already spread in his veins! Pain of betrayal flashed in his eyes, as he stared at the couple kissing each other passionately! The man smirked at him in amusement, and moved a bit forward with a mocking laugh, "I know you've so many questions in your mind, let me satisfy you before you take your last breath!" He took a file from his wife, and showed it to Rishash with a cunning smirk, "This papers, which you didn't cared to check before signing down, are not marriage registration papers, but the property transfer deed! According to this deed, from now, all your assets, and belongings belongs to my wife!" "Rishabh Raichand!" "You forgot the rules in our profession, women cannot be believed fully! Nobody can understand a woman's heart, and mind! Bad luck, see you in hell!" The light in his eyes dimmed with the quench of vengeance, and blood! His body felt airy, as it touched the cold sea water, and drowned deeper with each passing seconds! "Please Mahadev! Grant me the second lease of life, I want revenge!" He knew there was no second chance, but still cried out desperately in his heart, for the first time while sinking deeper under the sea! Well, maybe because it was his first wish, or maybe because of his heartfelt plea for one chance, the person sitting in heaven smiled, "Your wish is granted!" In the dreadful night, under the moonlight, and over the sea was sailing another private yacht, where a beautiful woman could be seen sipping her wine leisurely, while gazing onto the bright moon. "Madam, there's something in our net!" One of her subordinate informed her, resulting her to raise her brows, "What?" "A man!" The young lady glanced at him furrowing her brows in disinterest, "Alive, or dead!" "Alive!" He replied curtly, and continued further, "His body is blue, and brutally tortured, face is also unrecognisable! It seems like he was inhumanely tortured, and poisoned before thrown in the sea!" Interest piqued, and the young lady stood up before following the gaurd. She stood in front of the man on the deck, and glanced at his bleeding body, "Intersting, it seems Mahadev granted his wish!" She looked up at her subordinates, and commanded, "I want him to stay alive..!"

Paradox: a statement or situation that seems contradictory but may actually be true. Kínitos a man who lives a boring life. Hoping that one day something will come along and change it. His wish came true but not in the way he wishes. Now he’s gets tingled up in a new world where supernatural is common place. Having his dream come true he walks the edge of a tight rope. Where people with paradox’s powers live and fight. Can he survive this new dangerous world. will be posting on royal road uni_cherry :)

At Blackthorn University, power isn’t just earned—it’s taken. Beneath the ivy-covered halls and elite academia lies the Obsidian Syndicate, a ruthless underground mafia that controls everything from politics to blood-stained secrets. Elliot Graves never intended to get involved. He came to Blackthorn with a single purpose: to uncover the truth behind his brother’s sudden disappearance. But when his relentless search puts him in the path of Lucian Valenti, the cold-blooded heir to the Syndicate’s empire, his fate takes a dangerous turn. Lucian is everything Elliot despises—ruthless, untouchable, and devastatingly captivating. But the more Elliot digs, the more their worlds collide, bound by a deadly game of power, betrayal, and undeniable attraction. Then, the first warning comes in the form of poison slipping through his veins. Lucian doesn’t make threats—he makes statements. And his message is clear: Elliot belongs to him now. What starts as a war of wills turns into something far more dangerous—a love that defies logic, morality, and survival itself. But in a world where loyalty is bought with blood and betrayal is inevitable, one question remains: Will their love be the key to their salvation—or the weapon that destroys them both?

THE TRAGIC, GLORIOUS, AND ABSURD DEATH OF COLL APSI: A NATIONAL DISASTER OR A BLESSING IN DISGUISE? By: A Reporter Who Was Forced to Write This Ladies and gentlemen, citizens of the internet, and all the unfortunate souls who have nothing better to do than read this article—today, we gather to mourn (or mock) the untimely demise of Coll Apsi, the so-called "number one pro-gamer" of Yggdrasil Online. Yes, you heard that right. The man who dedicated his life to clicking buttons faster than the rest of us has finally clicked his last. How did it happen, you ask? Was it a tragic accident? A conspiracy? Perhaps the government finally decided to tax gamers for their virtual wealth? No, dear readers. The truth is far more poetic. Coll Apsi, a man of legendary skill but questionable life choices, was found dead in his apartment. His cause of death? A brain shock caused by excessive stimulation. A poetic way of saying that his brain literally couldn’t handle his own awesomeness. Some might say it was a divine punishment for spending too much money on in-game cosmetics, while others argue it was simply evolution removing the weak from the gene pool. Now, let’s talk about the crime scene. The authorities found our dear Coll in a rather unique position—doing a full kayang (bridge pose) while his manhood stood at full attention. Some experts suggest this was a final salute to his gacha waifus, while others believe it was a desperate attempt to ascend into another dimension. Either way, it worked. He got isekai’d. Naturally, the news spread faster than government scandals, and soon, the live chat was flooded with reactions that ranged from genuine sadness to absolute degeneracy. Some fans cried out, “Gone too soon!”, while others immediately began making memes about “Coll Apsi’s Final Form.” There was even a small cult forming, claiming that he had achieved true enlightenment and would return as the God of RNG. But let’s not forget the family’s response. In a heartwarming display of motherly affection, Coll’s mother, Madam Apsi, was interviewed and gave a truly tear-jerking statement: "That useless brat! Where’s all his money?! I raised a son, not a broke corpse!" Indeed, it turns out that despite being a top-tier professional gamer, Coll Apsi somehow managed to spend every single penny he earned on loot boxes, NFTs, and premium battle passes. A true financial mastermind. The government’s tax department, upon realizing there was nothing left to seize, immediately lost interest in the case. And if you thought that was the end of it—oh no. Even game developers and corporations had something to say. The official Yggdrasil Online Twitter account posted a heartfelt message: "Rest in peace, Coll Apsi. May your soul continue to grind in another world." Meanwhile, other game developers jumped on the opportunity, releasing limited-time Coll Apsi tribute skins priced at a very respectful 99.99 dollars. Nothing honors the dead like capitalism, after all. But perhaps the most unexpected response came from a national agency, which, in a rare moment of self-awareness, tweeted: "We have reviewed the case and can confirm that Coll Apsi’s death was indeed NOT a government operation. If we were responsible, we assure you it would have looked like a normal heart attack." Ah, government transparency at its finest. Of course, conspiracy theories began to spread. Some claimed that Coll had unlocked the secrets of the universe, while others believed he was assassinated by a rival esports team. There was even one theory suggesting that he had successfully hacked the afterlife, leading to an emergency server maintenance in heaven.

I can't emphasize enough how badly I regret dealing with a fraudulent crypto broker. My experience was an absolute disaster, and I want to share my story as a cautionary tale to help others avoid falling victim to the growing trend of crypto fraud. From the moment I signed up, endless promises were made by the trading platform, and I was drawn in by the allure of easy profits. However, it quickly became clear that their true motives were far from genuine. Within the first three months, I had deposited hundreds of thousands of dollars into my trading account, believing in the potential returns that were promised to me. The person assigned to manage my account was uncooperative and dismissive. Instead of offering assistance or guidance, they seemed far more interested in persuading me to add more money to my account. I was convinced that the more I invested, the greater my profits would be. But in reality, they were exploiting my trust and manipulating me. As time went on, I attempted to access my funds but found myself locked out of my trading account. I could no longer log in, and the company became increasingly unresponsive. They demanded excessive paperwork, including countless bank statements, and no matter how much I complied, the process became more delayed and complicated. I began to realize that they were intentionally making it difficult for me to withdraw my money. It became obvious that my crypto investment had been hijacked, and I was nothing more than a victim of their scam. I felt hopeless. I had been scammed out of a significant amount of money and had no idea where to turn. But after some research, I discovered that it is possible to retrieve crypto sent out of a wallet with the help of a professional crypto recovery specialist. That’s when I found Digital Tech Guard Recovery. I cannot stress enough how crucial their role was in helping me recover my lost funds. WhatsApp: +1 (443) 859 - 2886 Email @ digitaltechguard.com Telegram: digitaltechguardrecovery.com Website link: digitaltechguard.com

Average is what best could be described as lyria's life or could have been. If she never had seen that man's life along with his world. It taught about the mystic and the dangers of the void fog along with the cult that praised the shroud, as it bends to there aid. A God from these memories seems set on trying to push a great burden on her. All while Her older sister is hiding more than just her love life. Everything will come ahead whithin the endless pitch black of the void fog as it seeks to enshroud all that remains. ----------- This my first attempt at putting one of my stories lodged in my head out there to read. On further note I will try to add the right tags before I get to certain points, but no guarantees so enjoy whats here. I also do appreciate any statements made about the my writing. Sincerely, this Author.

"You ran away from me," His voice was low, deliberate, disturbingly calm. It's a statement, not a question. "You look at me as if I am the villain of your story," he mused. Her chest rose and fell, her legs ready to flee again, but her body betrayed her. Something unseen held her still—not magic, not fear. Something far worse. Him! Meribella forced herself to meet his gaze. "Aren’t you?" His lips curved, but there was no amusement in it—only certainty. "Did you truly think," he murmured, stepping closer, "that distance would make any difference?" His fingers lifted—a single, featherlight touch trailed from her wrist to her arm. She shivered. Her breath hitched as his hand brushed her throat. Not a grip. Not yet. But the touch alone sent ice through her veins. His fingers ghosted lower, resting lightly over her collarbone. His hand was warm. His presence was not. "Tell me, does that terrify you?" She should have lied. Should have begged, pleaded—anything but the truth. "No." The word left her lips before she could stop it. His thumb brushed against her pulse, feeling the rapid, traitorous beat beneath her skin. "Liar," he whispered in her ear, his warm breath sending a shiver of electricity coursing through her, making her ears flush with heat. The shadows behind him stretched, moving as though they had a will of their own. His golden-flecked eyes darkened, and the ember-like glow within them grew stronger. "You wear defiance well," His other hand lifted, his fingers barely ghosting over the curve of her jaw. Meribella swallowed, but the lump in her throat refused to budge. "But tell me, Meribella...what will remain of it once I take everything?" Her lips trembled. "You won’t." A low chuckle rumbled deep in his chest, "I already have." She hated him. She did. But her body, the very blood in her veins told a different story. Raze pulled back just enough to look at her thoroughly. His gaze trailed over her lips, the defiance and hesitation warring in her eyes. "Are you afraid of what I might do to you?" he murmured, watching her every reaction, every breath. Her lips parted, but no words came. Because the real question—the one she was too afraid to ask herself— Was she afraid of him? Or was she afraid...of what she would become in his hands? It’s a world of mystic powers shrouded in mystery, where reincarnation binds fates, and ambition drives dominance. Predators become prey. Who is a friend, and who is an enemy? Trust is a dangerous game. They were destined to fall in love. They were meant to deceive each other. They were fated to erase each other’s existence!

My life just got crazy. I know people say that a lot and it's a normatively meaningless statement, but my life is actually crazy. There's these things. Creatures, spirits, I don't know. That only I can see. And my brother and a few other people who are born with the Sight. And not only can I see them, but they can also see me. And sometimes they try to kill me but other times they're pretty chill. Like Splink. He's pretty cool. But the craziest, life-shattering, paradigm-shifting thing I learned above all else? I'm not actually supposed to exist.

I'm not sure exactly where this story will go, but if you want a story that isn't one of those harem, power fantasy type stories, then you've come to the right place. The only hope I have is to bring a story to life; not just about fireballs and whatnot, but also about the life, scenery, and people of a fantasy world. Idk if that sounds cliche, but that's the general idea I have for this story. I'll modify that statement to better explain this whole shebang as we move along. I'll also be developing the world, too; it'd be pretty awesome to have something on the side, like a bestiary type list of creatures and plants and materials, people, cultures, and whatnot--something along the lines of a fictional 'The Travels' by Marco Polo. My minimum word count per chapter is around 1,200 words. Of course, word count will vary between chapters, but 1,200 is just the minimum I've created for myself. That number will probably grow as my writing skills develop and I find my 'writing voice'. This is a complete passion project I've started again in the midst of a very busy time of my life; I can't promise any scheduling, but nonetheless, I think it'll be a fun ride for all of us, if a bit bumpy lol. Thank you for taking the time to check out my book! I hope you enjoy it :)

PROLOGUE: WRITING A SET OF all possible character strings. All possible books would be contained in that. Most unfortunately though, there is no guarantee whatsoever you would be able to find within it the book you were hoping for. It could be you might find a string of characters saying, “This is the book you were hoping for.” Like right here, now. But of course, that is not the book you were hoping for. I haven’t seen her since then. I think she’s most likely dead. After all, it has been hundreds of years. But then again, I also think this. Noticing her as she gazes intently into the mirror, the room in disarray; it is clear that centuries have flowed by, or some such. And she, perhaps, has finished applying her makeup, and she is getting up and is going out to look for me. Her eyes show no sign of taking in the fact that the house has been completely changed, destroyed around her. The change was gradual, continuing, and even long ago she was not very good at things like that. As far as she is concerned, that is not the sort of thing one has to pay attention to. Not that she is aware, but it seems so obvious, she doesn’t need to care about it. Have we drowned, are we about to drown, are we already finished drowning, are we not yet drowning? We are in one of those situations. Ofcourse, it could be that we will never drown. But think about it. I mean, even fish can drown. I remember her saying meanly, “If that’s the case, you must be the one from the past.” It is true of course. Everybody comes out of the past; it’s not that I’m some guy who comes from some particular past. Even when that is pointed out, though, she shows no sign of backing down. “It’s not as if I came out of some bizarro past,” she said. That’s how she and I met. Writing it down this way, it doesn’t seem like anything at all is about to happen, right? Between her and me, I mean. As if something could ever really happen. As if something continues to happen that might ever make something else happen. I am repeating myself, but I haven’t seen her since then. She promised me, with a sweet smile, that I would never see her again. For the short time we were together, we tried to talk about things that really meant something to us. Around that time there were a lot of things that were all mixed up, and it was not easy to sort out what was really real. There might be a pebble over there, and when you took your eyes off it it turned into a frog, and when you took your eyes off it again it turned into a horsefly. The horsefly that used to be a frog remembered it used to be a frog and stuck out its tongue to try to eat a fly, and then remembered it used to be a pebble and stopped and crashed to the ground. With all this going on, it’s really important to know what’s really real and what’s not. “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived a boy and a girl.” “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived boys and girls.” “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived no boy and no girl.” “Once upon a time…lived.” “Lived.” “Once upon a time.” From beginning to end, we carried on this back-and-forth process. For example, in this dialogue, we were somehow finally mutually able to comeup with this kind of compromise statement: “Once upon a time, somewhere, there lived a boy and a girl. There may have been lots of boys, and there may have been lots of girls. There may have been no boys at all, and there may have been no girls at all. There may even have been no one at all. At any rate there is little chance there were equal numbers of each. That is unless there had never been anybody at all anyway.” That was our first meeting, she and I, and of course it meant we would never see each other again. I was making my way in the direction she had come from, and she was headed in the direction I had come from, and this is a somewhat important point; you must realize this walking had to be,

The extraordinary life of Ivy, a half-breed born from a witch mother and a vampire dad, takes an unexpected turn when he discovers he is not only a vampire-witch but also a werewolf. To his dismay, he is an omega wolf, an outcast among his kind. This revelation shatters his world and sets him on a path of self-discovery. Read Ivy’s story on his thrilling journey as he navigates love, betrayal, and the weight of his destiny; As I laid down to rest, I couldn't shake off the feeling of unease. The darkness of the night seemed to be closing in on me, and I felt as though I was at the mercy of the unknown. So, I made the decision to sleep with one eye open, to keep watch over my surroundings even as I closed my eyes to rest. The dim light from the moon cast shadows across the room, and I could feel my heart beating faster with each passing moment. But by keeping that one eye open, I felt a sense of control, a sense of security that helped me drift off to sleep. I was in an urgent situation, desperately trying to escape the clutches of blood-thirsty vampires and ferocious wolves who were targeting my innocent baby! Thankfully, the remarkable witches had taken an oath to shield us from harm's way! With my loving and devoted mate standing right by my side, our mission was to ensure the safe and secure arrival of our precious little one. “To all the witches, vampires, and wolves! Brace yourselves for the dawn of a new era! The prophecy of Agrippa has chosen Ivy’s womb to carry the next ruler who will reunite our extraordinary realms!” This was the statement that had put me under fire. Neither of the Kingdoms wanted the prophecy to be fulfilled. They had to get rid of me, only the witches stood with me!

Synopsis #R-18 (Mature Content - No Rape) "If the beast inside you could be healed, I will heal it with my love," ~~~~ "What secrets are you holding, Delilah?" The Elder prince stepped forward. "S-secrets? W-what secrets? I am not hiding anything," Delilah whispered, her heart drumming against her chest as she tried her best to hide what was going on. The man in front of her smirked before he gripped her throat and pulled her close, loving the sound of her fast-beating heart. "Is that so? Do I make you nervous?" "A little," Delilah admitted. The smirk on the prince's face widened. "Good. Only I am allowed to make you nervous, just like only you are allowed to touch and have this kind of effect on me," The prince rubbed her lips with his thumb before leaning closer, their breaths coming sharp as he gazed into her eyes. "The moment you allow another man to make you feel anything, he will end up dead, and you, you my sweetheart will end up naked under me while I punish you for even looking at others," Zephyr whispered before he crashed his lips on hers, undressing her gently. ~~~~~~ On the mission to find the hidden secrets of the most powerful ancient wolves, Katherine Moon, the leader of the special task force, found herself in a fatal situation. Betrayed by her own organization, she closed her eyes with just one wish, the wish to find out why they betrayed her as she took her last breath. Bestowed by mercy from the heavens, Katherine finds herself reincarnated in the body of a petite girl, Delilah Rosewood. Delilah Rosewood, who had entered the royal palace as the cousin of the Alpha's daughter, committed suicide after being rejected by the commander of the royal army. Katherine had never thought she would get the chance to get her answers in this lifetime, but now that life has given her this opportunity, she must secure it. However, there were some problems with her plans. "Well, I am the problem that will lead you to a better life!" Her system shouted. First, she got a system to monitor her life. Task#12- Prepare a sweet dish for the prince. Reward#- 10 points in strength. Second, the system wanted her to seduce the future alpha king if she wanted to make this body stronger. If being reincarnated in a weak body wasn't enough, the body didn't even have a wolf. "Aaaaaa! Fuck my life!" Katherine groaned. "This isn't your life. You must help Delilah reach her destiny," the system's voice came again, making her groan. "If you want to become stronger, you must seduce the future alpha king," The system said again. What Katherine didn't know was that the man in the hidden palace already had his eyes on her. "Sir, is that lady the only one you can touch?" His subordinate asked. Zephyr's eyes shone brightly. "Yes, and I want that girl to be mine," Zephyr said. "But sir, it looks like after being rejected by the commander, she has made your brother her next target," Jacob whispered. "It's a statement, Jacob. That girl is mine. Full stop." Zephyr licked his lower lip as he looked at the girl dancing on the ground after eating a freshly picked cherry Katherine, unaware of the elder prince's intentions, gets ready to bear it all and live her new life with new tasks, but what happens when she finds out the system she was living with was fake? A fake system? It's bearable… Right? But what about the powers who have started to go haywire inside her? And why do Gypsies keep visiting her in both her lives? Just who was this Delilah Rosewood? Disclaimer- There might be scenes with high violence, stalking, dark romance, goth, gore, blood, details graphic visuals of deaths and murders. The first 50 chapters might look a bit dull because of world-building, but if you decide to stay after that, I promise to make this journey worthwhile. ~~~~~~ You can follow me on Instagram - @angelinabhardawaj Or join my discord (Link only given in DM)

"the mansion is heavily guarded you won’t succeed ” Primo told me as we lay on the bed together. Little Jay is on the cot sleeping and dreaming of his own wonderland. I ignored what Primo just said and went to the drawer for my mask and a small relaxer container. Dropping the mask on the bed I opened the relaxer container which contains a white substance. “ Well Primo you may have taught me how to be heartless because you are my cousin but there’s something I know more better than you ” “ and that is? ” he ask very curious to know what is inside the container. “ how and ways to kill ” I replied and I covered the container sitting down on the bed again. “ Bolanle but you’ve never killed before ” he said with a sigh but I just smile as I wear my boots and grab my mask again. “ hey you should have seen Favour’s face when I stabbed her neck with that bottle I mean it was so lovely ” I said with a cute smile before turning to see his expression which I loved actually. “ are we keeping secrets now? ” he managed to say getting out of his shock. “ you never asked ” I replied fixing my mask perfectly and I hear him just chuckle behind me just proud of his little sister. “ if I may ask what is inside that container? ” finally he did “ well a special type of weapon I got from a friend ” I answered pulling my makeup box. I did the make up perfectly and I brush the wig and glue it to it’s place I turned and cousin can’t seem to recognize me. “ Bolanle I think you should be careful.. you know the.. ” “ I know Primo but not even my mother will recognize me tonight and nothing can stop me ” I opened the container again and rub the substance on my thumb really well. I must get my revenge tonight or never. “ but don’t you think you should take it easy you know the….” before he could complete his statement I’m already out like a flash. * 3hours later * The room is dark except for the light that flickers on and off, the body on the floor stirs as it struggle with the rope and here I come in my real appearance like the devil ? itself. A long flowing gown looks so elegant on me with my long fixed weave that reach my back. He struggles a little more and I remove the gag “ who are you? And why are you doing this to me? ” he cried and that makes me laugh I cut the rope and he just lay like that unable to move again. “ don’t worry you are paralyzed from the waist down you won’t be able to move for some moments ” I said lighting a cigarette. “ Bolanle? ” he said with fear in his voice finally recognizing the devil in front of him smiling and using a knife to draw out some pattern on his face without cutting him. “ don’t worry Kanmi I just wanna play you know the kind of game you’ve been playing ever since we got married ” I said stopping the knife on his neck and cutting him slightly. I lick the blood and from the corner of my eye I can see the horror on his face. “ come to think of it Kanmi today is our tenth wedding anniversary won’t we celebrate? ” I said cutting deeper. To be continued….