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Jax arrives at the Celestial Express in order to get his wish fulfilled. But to make it happen, he must find the Navigator at the end of the Express. His path is littered with trials and trouble, but he must go through it all for the sake of the one he wants to save. And he must do it all with a restriction called [Single Spell Sorcerer]. He can only ever learn a single spell to use throughout his journey. * * * * * * Join my discord : https://discord.gg/ru3rgCKFvx

She remembers him because of the mole at the corner of his eyebrow; He remembers her simply because she is her. Every passing encounter becomes a story in the memory, And you are the ending of my story.

In the Story World, Players dive into narrative realms called Fragments, gaining power through story-based abilities. Overseen by the Story System, they climb ranks from F to Z, aiming for glory, survival, or truth. Some become Story Guides, expert navigators of these worlds. Gara, a red-haired Guide with the story [Root of All Things], dreams of becoming the Strongest. He manages to catch a ride on the Final Express, a legendary train reserved for elite Players bound for the most dangerous Fragments.

The kingdom has fallen to the man with two faces. The princess has fled. The man with two faces craves her but can only find her copy -- Dove. Dove has lived her life as the shadow to a princess, and only in the most horrific of places, an infamous whorehouse known as the Aviary, does she learn to stand in the light. WARNING: GRAPHIC CONTENT. THE VIEWS AND ACTIONS EXPRESSED BY CHARACTERS ARE NOT REPRESENTATIVE OF MY VIEWS OR REAL LIFE.

At her wedding banquet, a man claiming to be Selina's lover stormed in, brandishing so-called intimate photos and causing chaos. Selina immediately saw through this as a scheme orchestrated by her half-sister, Natalia. However, Selina's fiancé, Ryan, not only refused to believe her but also went out of his way to defend Natalia. It turned out that Ryan and Natalia had already developed feelings for each other in secret. Everyone—Selina's father, stepmother, and Ryan's parents—knew about their affair, except for Selina, who was left in the dark. Taking advantage of the situation, Selina's father suggested swapping brides, proposing that Natalia replace Selina and complete the wedding. Ryan's family not only didn’t object but wholeheartedly supported the idea. That was the moment Selina finally realized the cruel truth: her family and Ryan's family were nothing but wolves in sheep’s clothing! "Cancel the engagement? Fine. But let it be clear—I’m the one rejecting you, you two-timing, spineless excuse for a man!" Selina declared with unshakable confidence. Her gaze then swept across the room, landing on an elegant and distinguished man. She vaguely remembered him as Ryan’s younger uncle. Walking over, she boldly asked, "Sir, how about getting married?" The man raised an eyebrow, finding her audacity intriguing. "It would be my honor, madam," he replied. ...

"Very well, mortal. Your… audacious request is granted. You will return to the beginning, stripped of your immediate memories, driven only by your inherent… drive. And our observation… will be most keen." Minwoo's smirk widened into a confident grin. "Good. Don't blink. You might miss something." The celestial chamber shimmered, the gods beginning to fade, their expressions a mixture of solemnity and intense curiosity. "The game… begins anew," their voices echoed, carrying a resonance of the unique arrogance of his desire.

Shortly after Chuck departed, Louis turned to Allison with a look of astonishment and inquired, "Who, precisely, is Chuck Cannon? I had assumed he was just an ordinary individual. He has undergone significant changes; he is no longer the same Chuck I married. While I am uncertain about the nature of these changes, I am confident that we will navigate this together. Perhaps we should consider engaging a formidable organization to address this matter effectively. Louis expressed uncertainty regarding that matter. Regardless, the last occasion we pursued this approach did not produce the desired outcome, as evidenced by our present circumstances. 

Collection of poems and letters expressing the feelings that never made it through to the intended people.

Have you ever felt that a 'dream' is far too vivid to be mere imagination? As if you were truly 'there,' experiencing the life of 'someone else' in a different world... 'Zen' is an ordinary young man who has lived with these surreal experiences his entire life. But when the 'Echoes' from the other side of his dreams grow clearer and more powerful, he begins to realize... this is no longer just a dream. It is the 'Resonance' of spiritual waves. Every 'self' in each universe he touches has a life and feelings of their own; it's just that their 'soul waves' align with Zen's in a strange way, like a radio tuned to the perfect frequency. This allows him to 'perceive' and 'connect' with their experiences, memories, and even their powers. From a watcher in unfamiliar worlds to discovering a dormant power, and the truth that all life in the multiverse may be connected through these invisible 'waves'. "One Dream, A Thousand Universes" is the journey of a young man awakened from the world he once knew to confront the secrets of the multiverse—a story of combat, magic, advanced technology, and the very meaning of 'life' reflected through the mysterious waves of Resonance. If you've ever felt that "this world might not be our only one," or have questioned the 'reality' you perceive... perhaps Zen's story is an echo from your own universe as well. Come, journey with him and find the answers... in a world where every dream, and every 'wave' you feel, may hold more meaning than you could ever imagine. Note: This story was originally written in Thai and lovingly translated into English by the author himself. While some expressions may differ slightly from standard English, every line carries the author’s intent and emotion as closely as possible.

This is a love story expressing purity and innocence with a broken heart full of pain and desires . love story between an innocent girl and a raw beasty boy . This story is full of pain and love , the story of incomplete love .

"Really? Sweets? You're taking this 'food is the way to a man's heart' a little too seriously." Kwon sneered. He went to grab a cookie from the pile but Luna moved the plate away from him. He raised an eyebrow, probably thinking that she was acting childish. Reaching with his left hand, he made a move toward the plate. What she didn't see was that his right hand was in position with the plate moving right towards it. "Better luck next time." He smiled as he took a bite of the heart-shaped cookie. Adam came back and grabbed another cookie. As he ate, he looked around. "No water?" An idea hit Luna. She fished in her bag for the spare love potion that she had stored in a water bottle. It was completely full and the lid was tightened enough that it could pass as a brand new, unused bottle that she just got out of the machine. "Here you go. I just happened to have an extra." He gratefully accepted the water then he and Kwon walked off toward the coach. Luna slammed the plate into the arms of a confused Carl. It worked. The plan actually worked. She was so excited that she could start dancing at any moment. "Don't celebrate just yet." Isaac pointed to where Adam and Kwon stood talking to the coach. Kwon unscrewed the lid to his water and took a drink. Fear seeped into her. She was positive that Kwon did not have a water with him earlier. She looked down at Adam's hands and saw that he no longer had the bottle filled with love potion. "No!" . . . "Luna? Why are you looking at me like that?" Kwon asked, his expression turning funny the longer she stayed silent. "Why were you watching me?" Why did she ask that question?! There were a million questions floating in her head, and that one wasn't anywhere near the top ten. Kwon unfolded himself from the wheel. Running a hand down his face, he avoided her gaze by looking out the window. "Because it's hard to not watch you." His voice was steady even though he had seemed reluctant to answer her.

On the day of her wedding, Evie Yong’s world shattered before her very eyes as her soon-to-be husband trashed all their past eight years of relationship by denying her at the altar, in the presence of everyone. However, forced to watch her fiancé stolen, Evie couldn't believe her stepmother and stepsister dared to plot such a scheming plan to ruin her completely. Devastated and feeling betrayed, Evie had to come up with a quick option to save herself from all this mess and that was when she had to flee away from her wedding in shame and soon figured out a plan to strike back in such a way that her enemies will be put into ruins, just as they once did to her earlier. === “Mr. Lu, It seems we're both victims of circumstance. My groom has abandoned me for my sister, and your fiancée has run away. Why don't we turn this awkward situation into an opportunity?” She smiled boldly. “Let's get married, right here, right now!” Lu Tiancheng’s expression remained unreadable, but briefly, a hint of intrigue flickered in his eyes. He raised an eyebrow, “You're suggesting we marry each other and also we are complete strangers?” Evie Yong nodded, her confidence unwavering. “Why not? We're both clearly compatible and this way, we can both save face and gain a partner, except for the fact that this will be a contract marriage of six months.” Lu Tiancheng's gaze lingered on hers as if sizing her up. Then, he nodded slowly. “Very well, let's do it.” === “You're either very brave or very reckless to make such an attempt in picking me as your husband in public,” he said after the marriage. “If I didn't try, we wouldn't have figured out a way to get this opportunity.” She responded. …. He's a giant of entrepreneurship, standing high among moguls. She was born out of wedlock and denied by her family. She's been fighting tooth and nail to make a name for herself in the cutthroat world of entertainment, refusing to let her illegitimacy define her destiny. Two strangers are brought together under one roof, but their newfound connection has dangerous people lurking around. There are evil people scheming and eagerly waiting for Evie’s downfall and never going to stop until they successfully get her kicked out of the door. But funnily enough, those games are the very things that will ultimately lead to their own downfall, as Evie uses their schemes against them and turns the tables in her favor. #Sweetlove #Secretidentity #1v1

The delivery boy is 24 years old. He became a delivery rider after being unemployed for 3 months. He had a crush on Kai Lan, who was in the same department in college, but never confessed his feelings due to his inferiority complex. He is physically strong (he practiced Sanda in high school) but socially clumsy. After the system is activated, he gains the ability of "mind reading" (he can see other people's heartbeats and inner OS, limited to 3 times a day in the initial stage), and carries a mysterious metal stick picked up from the express delivery of a pregnant woman (later revealed to be the first generation system controller).

This novel is about a boy's adventures and tragedies in life, which may be common among not many around us. This story covers most of the categories in its pages but may not contain some common ones. It may also contain non-fiction parts amongst its words. This novel is written to express such stories among the commoners. Just an ordinary but fascinating story full of life. It may not bring enthusiasm to many readers, but to those who do read, it can change their perspective on life, and such people will surely enjoy reading it.

His expression was noxious, that bought me to my knees. It was turbulent, so was difficult to see anything through them. But I saw. I saw. Him. Maybe it was too late but I saw.

After an accident leaves pro-gamer Eric Lieu both mentally and physically scarred, he’s forced to leave the pro circuit and any chance he’d ever have at being the “best.” In real life, socially-awkward loners whose facial muscles only seem to recognize “surly frown” and “smug-ass smirk” as expressions don’t get to rule the world. But then eccentric genius Zhao Jianyu launches Viren’s Refuge, the first full-immersion VRMMORPG, and Eric decides to join this game of Gods and monsters to rise from the ashes even stronger than before. Citing his belief that “Games belong to the Gamers,” Zhao Jianyu refuses corporate investments and offers an unbelievable deal to hardcore gamers: Play for Shares! The first 10,000 players to buy the insanely expensive VR gear and game subscription will receive stock in Zhao Jianyu’s private company. Furthermore, once the initial 9 Mythic Realms of the game are defeated, the Final Player Rankings will determine who inherits the company. Zhao Jianyu does all he can to make the playing field equal against the corporations determined to exploit his game, but it will be up to the gamers themselves to prove that those who enjoy the game the most will always be the ultimate winners. With the help from a quirky cast of friends Eric definitely didn’t ask for (and can’t understand why they keep sticking around), Eric is determined to win the game for the gamers and help Zhao Jianyu realize his dream of a world safe for all types of people—even the loser loners. But with so many real-world stakes, will Eric be able to survive long enough to prove the true worth of a gamer?

Revised and completed for wide spread consumption since 2024, THE BYGONE ERA is the fully expressed vision of the author in regards to the story of the novice blacksmith, Zephyr Yundath, as he descends in belly of the world with an infamous scientist and a dangerous assassin. What will they discover in the world below? Will it break them? STORY: Ori Taggart COVER ART: Ori Taggart (no-AI) From now on, there will be 1 chapter published every sunday. You can support this work by donating on ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/oritaggart

Content Warning This novel contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult readers. My stories delve into the darker facets of human nature and explore unconventional fantasies and power dynamics within fictional narratives. I believe in the freedom of creative expression, and my work reflects my personal exploration of these themes. While the content may be intense for some, it is crafted to provoke thought and provide a unique reading experience. Reader discretion is advised.

The strict rules and the judgmental gaze of the world are like a fine spider's web, trapping the fluttering emotions in the shadows. However, the forbidden love grows quietly like a vine. Let us, in the most passionate way, break free from the shackles that hold our hidden love captive and declare to the world: The most precious courage in youth lies in staying true to one's heart and fearlessly expressing those three words of affection.

This is just a way for me to express myself. And who knows? Maybe someone in the audience understands me :) I just want everyone to know that no matter what you’re going through, there will always be someone there for you TW: mentions of self harm, suicidal, grooming, narcissism, racism, hatred, self hatred, triggers, you get the point

To save her sick brother, she got involved with a mysterious man. Four years later, she was cornered against a wall by the man and only then did she realize that she had tricked a business tycoon, the fearsome King of Hell of the capital city." She instantly became submissive, "We've already settled our debts, you shouldn't hold a grudge after the fact, are you!?" "Abandoning your husband and child and now you're saying I can't settle scores?!" the man said through gritted teeth with a dark expression, "You won't be rid of me for the rest of your life!"

In the fog-choked city of Vullum, death blooms in silence. Lenora is an apothecary wrapped in ritual scars and silk—a masked woman cursed to feel the hearts of others with a single touch. Feared by the living, haunted by forgotten rites, she walks the streets like a myth wearing gloves. When bodies begin appearing with no wounds—only expressions of overwhelming sorrow and spider lilies blooming from their chests—Lenora is forced into an uneasy alliance with Dorian Vale, a cynical investigator with ice-blue eyes and secrets deeper than his sarcasm. Together, they unravel a string of deaths that echo a ritual buried in Lenora’s own past. A past tied to a boy named Cassian. A moon that bled. And a vow whispered by something not quite human. As the city turns against them, and the dead begin to remember, Lenora and Dorian must confront the truth behind the Heartbinder rite—before love becomes the final curse.

-- IMPORTANT NOTE!! As of April 2025, the author has given her (yes, she's a woman) life to God. She renounces any expressions documented in this novel. All humans are children of God, and although some may be gifted, it makes them no less or more important than another. Matthew 6:33 (KJV) But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and His righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you. Only God knows the future. Read the Bible. Pray. The end of times are here. -- The future of mankind rests in Noe's hands. Having faced brutal bullying throughout his life, Noe is sent to a boarding school where his luck takes a sudden turn for the fantastical. Planet Earth, 2075. Humanity is hanging by a thread after World War Three rendered the globe inhabitable. With the introduction of angels, demons and realms unknown, will Noe play a hand in saving humanity or let the humans that mistreated him burn beneath his flames? To destroy the World or save it? That is the question. Excerpt: Like a demon of destruction, Noe snaps. His vision blurs and dissipates, scattered like glass beads across cement. When he comes to, he is no longer watching the scene but is at its epicenter, soaking in a pool of purple blood, maroon cadavers strewn across the ground. Every centimeter of the hall is covered in gore - except for Mr. Henderson, whose eyes, wide-blown in astonishment... and horror, are captivated by Noe's neck. Looking down at himself, Noe sees thousands of black feathers have sprouted out from his own flesh. They tingle at the root and shudder as he breathes, as if leaves clinging to a tree in winter. Blood coats his every morsel. Springing his now grey fingertips onto his neck, Noe perceives what feels like the head of a purple hyacinth wrapped around it, its ribbon-like strands interlocking and jetting as if growing from his voice box. Touching his face, porcelain-smooth, painted by blood, marble skin appears unbreakable. It was all for first love. —- Discord: SEP1A#9769 Cover Art: raazu692 | Fiverr

After everything that Zaroth had was stolen from him, he decided to live solely for his desires, morals be damned! Close to his death, he resurrects and tames a mythical dragon, who turns out to be a breathtaking woman. Learning that in order to explore her body, he must grow stronger so he doesn’t die during the act, Zaroth sets a clear goal for himself: to get stronger. “But I’m curious about something.” “Hm? What is it?” Luna asked, raising an eyebrow. “You said you judged me. How did you do that? Why was I worthy?” Luna’s smile darkened, her eyes glowing with a dangerous intensity. "Despite knowing you would die, you didn’t pray to the gods. On the contrary, you declared that you would kill every single one of them like the dogs they are. In my life, you’re the only one who’s ever made such a declaration, which is why I couldn’t leave you behind—someone who dares to share my dream." ---------- If you’re brave enough to join us, the Abyss Watchers can be found here - https://discord.gg/3evkMwNyZC

A ramen cart mysteriously appears after midnight, seemingly out of nowhere. It waits in the silent darkness, illuminated only by its glowing paper lanterns that cast a warm light across the night. A bowl of ramen rests on the cart's bar, its sweet, inviting aroma beckoning you closer. Should you choose to accept its invitation, you will experience the most amazing bowl of ramen you have ever had, accompanied by the company of the Kimono Man who prepared it for you. He takes great satisfaction in watching your expression as you enjoy your meal, with a smile on his face...

By a twist of fate, Wen Yifan ends up living under the same roof as Sang Yan — a high school classmate she once turned down. They live like polite strangers, minding their own business, barely interacting despite sharing a home. That peaceful arrangement comes to an abrupt end one night. Sang Yan casually informs Wen Yifan that she's been sleepwalking lately. Caught off guard and a little embarrassed, she asks, "Was last night the first time you saw me sleepwalk?" Sang Yan, ever nonchalant, replies, "There was another time." Wen Yifan pauses, then cautiously asks, "And... what did I do?" "You suddenly came out and hugged me." "...?" He raises an eyebrow, adding lazily, "And you kissed me, too."

Luo Tiantian sacrifices herself to save Bai Yueguang, only to wake up in the novel her best friend had written as a prank. The best friend of the original owner of this body has gotten plastic surgery to take her place, snatching everything she had. She has even been imprisoned for ten years! To avoid a tragic end, Luo Tiantian clings on to the greatest boss in the novel. After she shoots to fame overnight, the internet is teeming with curses toward her, claiming how she had undergone plastic surgery, was one to put on airs, and was being kept as a mistress… She doesn’t even have any time to respond before the female lead’s lackeys suddenly change their stances. Her eldest brother, a CEO: “She has the Luo Corporation backing her. Miss Luo doesn’t need a sugar daddy.” Luo Tiantian’s expression darkens. “Scram! Don’t provoke me!” Her second brother, a forensic pathologist: “As someone working in forensics, I can confirm that my younger sister is a natural beauty. She’s never had any plastic surgery done.” Luo Tiantian sneered. “Who are you?” The movie star: “Tiantian, you’re my fiancée. How could you live with another man?” Luo Tiantian stares at that stupid face. “You?” - The moment she returns home, Luo Tiantian tones down immediately. Her boss glances at Luo Tiantian with what seems like a smile. “An orphan?” Luo Tiantian nods innocently. “Yes, my entire family’s dead. I’m the only one left.” Her boss raises his eyebrow. “A fiancé?” Luo Tiantian quickly shakes her head. “No, no. That’s nothing more than a rumor. You’re the only one in my heart!” - From then on, the big boss undergoes a drastic change and becomes henpecked. He gazes at her affectionately. “Little friend, you’re toxic, but you’re my antidote.”

Diary entry's or words that are struck in someones mind.

# figurehead # omnipotent # toughgirl # militaryofficer Single mother Meng Yao transmigrated and became an evil mother-in-law who forced her daughter-in-law to seek death. Meng Yao: “How do I clear my name? Someone please tell me urgently, I need to know!” After all, she was a kind-hearted woman, and was not evil mother-in-law material at all. Her daughter-in-law, who previously didn’t dare to speak out in front of her: “My mother-in-law is the best in the world!” Zhao Xiaoshu, whom she had sent to become a disciple at the age of eight and had almost been beaten to death by his master: “When did you see my mother was bad to me?” Zhao Xiaohua, who pinched her increasingly thinning cheeks: “My mother doesn’t love me anymore. She doesn’t give me any more meat to eat.” Zhao Xiaohua, who became thin and pretty later on: “It’s all thanks to my mother, who didn’t let me eat meat.” Meng Yao, who had now cleared her name and conscience, wondered if she would find a second chance at love. She couldn’t be single all her life, even in her second life, right? All her children: “Dad, if you don’t come back, Mom will start looking to start over!” A handsome, middle-aged man with dashing eyebrows and an indifferent expression: “She dares?!” Meng Yao was confused. Wasn’t she a widow? Was this a scam?

Jin Mu-ryong, the disgraced heir of the Frozen Blade Sect, kneels before the Imperial Court—his hands bound in soul-severing chains, his once-proud robes reduced to bloodied rags. The Emperor, flanked by the very martial brothers Mu-ryong once called family, grins as he pronounces the sentence: "Execution for the traitor." Desperation turns to rage as Mu-ryong smashes his forehead against the floor—not in surrender, but in final defiance. The impact cracks the marble, and in that instant, a blinding summoning circle ignites beneath him, its intricate runes unlike any Murim formation. The Emperor's smirk vanishes as Mu-ryong dissolves into golden light, leaving behind only a whisper of qi and the echoing laughter of… someone else. He awakens naked and wounded in a grand cathedral, surrounded by foreign mages in flowing robes. Their language is gibberish, but their expressions are clear: awe and terror. For Mu-ryong has not been exiled—he has been summoned. The Kingdom of Luminar is losing its war against the Demon God’s hordes. Their last hope? A "Hero from Beyond the Heavens and a puppet they can control." But what they got was no hero, nor a beast to be tamed—they summoned a vengeful Murim monster.