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THE DROWNED PRINCE AND THE OUTCAST

[Warning: Mature Content R18+] “By the gods, you’re not what I expected.” The words cut clean through my mind, link, sudden, and unmistakable, and I froze. The man standing before me was more than wreckage washed ashore. Caelan was the outcast, born a Witch-Fae, and they termed him the wild one. Born of both courts and claimed by neither, he was a creature of untamed magic and impossible legend. And now, he stood before me at the edge of the Pearl Castle, salt water curling around his ankles, cloak clinging to his frame like shadows and silk. “Up close, you’re even more handsome, Morkai,” he said aloud, voice rough but laced with a mocking edge, and he grinned like someone who’d just won a very long game. My pulse kicked hard beneath my ribs, and I realized that I’d known him before this moment. Not his face, not his form, but his voice and his presence. That voice had pierced my thoughts through the link days ago, waking something I thought long dead. “You’re Caelen,” I said quietly, reverently. He winked and stepped closer, unconcerned by the power thrumming between us. “Didn’t think you’d recognize me so fast, your Majesty.” “Your voice is imprinted in my mind,” I replied, the truth spilling out before I could stop it. Caelen tilted his head slightly, the wet strands of his dark hair catching in the breeze. His green eyes, bright and impossibly deep, caught mine and held them. “Then I suppose meeting you here was inevitable,” he said, softer now. I stepped forward. I heard the way his breath hitched, and I knew then he was as affected by me as I was by him. “You are truly a sight to behold. Is this magic or witchery?” I murmured, and a flicker passed through his expression, like he’d been waiting for those words. “Oh,” he said, voice dipping low as he moved closer, close enough for our magic to stir the air between us, and he raised his chin, stared up into my eyes, and spoke with quiet fire, “What about you, your Majesty?” He paused. “You’re not just handsome, you're the kind of beautiful that unsettles every part of my body, since the first time I set my eyes on you." My breath caught, and for the first time in a century, the sea went silent around me. *************************************************************************************** Beneath the waves, destiny awakens. On the shore, something ancient stirs. Morkai Vaelan, the Abyssal Sovereign, was once a prince, now a legend, drowned in time. Bound to the sea by a forgotten curse, he reigns in solitude from his spectral Pearl Castle, feared by sailors and forsaken by the gods. His heart, like the ocean, hides storms no one dares to weather. Caelen Thorne is a Witch-Fae with no home to call his own. Too wild for witches and too human for Fae, he is haunted by a prophecy that marks him as both a harbinger and a key. His magic is dangerous. His past is a mystery. And his future? Drenched in blood and saltwater. When a rupture in the ocean's heart threatens to destroy both land and sea, Morkai and Caelen are bound by a force older than time and drawn into a love that defies every law of gods and men. But as desire deepens and secrets surface, they must face the greatest danger of all: each other. Dark, romantic, and sweeping as the tide, The Drowned Prince and the Outcast is a tale of ancient magic, forbidden love, and the storm that comes when two broken souls refuse to let go.
Anna_Baibe · 46.9K Views

Reborn as a Devouring Dragon with a System

ASSEMBLE, DRAGONS! When Daniel, an unlucky yet sharp-witted young man from Earth, meets an untimely end, he awakens not in paradise—but before the fearsome, long-forgotten Devouring Dragon God. In a crumbling divine realm on the brink of extinction, the ancient god offers Daniel a choice: be reborn in a world of magic, dragons, phoenixes, and cultivation—or vanish into eternal nothingness. But there’s a price: he must take up the mantle of vengeance and resurrect the glory of the annihilated Dragon Clan. Their enemy? Not demons. Not mortals. Gods. At first, Daniel scoffs. Revenge against divine beings? Madness. But with the threat of oblivion looming, he accepts the pact—and in return, he’s granted three wishes that will shape his destiny. Reborn as the final Devouring Dragon, Daniel believes his journey will be a breeze. He’s wrong. This world doesn’t bend to will or fantasy tropes—it crushes the unprepared. Forged in the flames of hardship and absurdity alike, Daniel rises—not as a mere man, but as the harbinger of an ancient bloodline. Watch the birth of a legend. The Dragon who makes even Gods tremble. The last of his kind. The first of a new era. The one who will unite the forgotten dragons—Fire, Wind, Thunder, Dark—and mutate even mightier beasts like the Sword Dragon and beyond. He is the storm that cracks the heavens. He is the fire that scorches fate itself. He is the roar that silences worlds. He is the fangs that tear through destiny. He is the wings that shadow the sun. He is the wrath that devours time and gods alike. He is the beginning of dread… and the end of divinity. He is the Devouring Dragon. [WSA 2025 Entry] A/N: Shameless MC? Absolutely. No harem? You bet. Returning readers from “I Lost My Copy System and Awakened a Plundering System” will recognize the Originat energy. Expect dragons, madness, mayhem—and an MC who doesn’t know when to shut up (this happens in the later chapters) Support means everything! +1 Bonus Chapter for every 200 Power Stones +1 Bonus Chapter for every 100 Golden Tickets
Dragon_Heart9 · 413.1K Views

The Lady Is Mine

Lady Jenna has lived her whole life as a puppet. And her father? He pulled the strings. She had to do everything to make him proud...to please him! that even when he asked her to let go of her first love, Lady Jenna did let go, and she was married off to a man she'd never known before. A man who, in every sense and breath, became her worst nightmare. It wasn't a beautiful nightmare, like the ones read in books, no. He'd hit her every night- her so-called husband. He became her worst fear, that she didn't even want to remember his name, and the word husband scared her. Most importantly, men. Jenna became afraid of men. She wanted to run, hide, or die even- if that would help her escape from this hell. But... society. They would turn and judge. They would raise their brows and curse her. They wouldn't look at the scars on her body. Not that Jenna would let them. She had become insecure after constant nights of tears and getting hit. But these people, they wouldn't care until she decided to leave the marriage. And when the opportunity came knocking at her window, Jenna grabbed it, abandoned her marriage, and set out for a different life. It was difficult for a girl who had always been sheltered, but she needed to survive. She didn't want to go back. Everything changed that night... a rainy ni—wait, it was a normal night. No rain, just a soft breeze, and Jenna stumbled upon this stranger... He had no memory of his past, and his mind was trapped in the age of seven!! A full-grown man, with muscles enough to snap Jenna in two, now behaving like a child? Following Jenna around and calling her Master. "Master, you own me now, right?" "Yes, I am your master, and you are mine," Jenna nodded with a smile. Writing this novel for all women looking for their own voice in marriage and relationships. The romance is fluffy and sunshine throughout. The Male lead fell first and fell harder (a yandere) Book is also fast-paced. Book cover check out Veness on Patreon. Thank you!
Pluma_W143 · 95.6K Views

Beneath the Cherry Sky

The first time Ren saw Aoi, he was crouched beside the old vending machine outside the corner bookstore, sketching something into a tattered notebook. His blue hair shimmered faintly in the spring sun, like the sea had gifted him a crown. Ren almost walked past him. But the breeze carried a whisper of graphite on paper, the soft rustle of pages turning, and something made him stop. “You’re drawing?” Ren asked, unsure why he even said it. Aoi looked up, blinking once like he was waking from a dream. His eyes were a startling grey, like rain on glass. “…Yeah,” he said quietly. “You’re blocking my light.” Ren awkwardly stepped aside. “Sorry.” For a moment, they stared at each other. Then Aoi returned to his sketch, and Ren left, but something about that moment stayed with him — like a bookmark placed in a chapter he hadn't meant to read. Ren had moved to the seaside town of Hoshinawa after his mother passed away. He lived with his aunt above a quaint little flower shop, spent afternoons helping arrange lilies and writing poems he never let anyone read. The town was quiet, and Ren liked it that way — until he started seeing Aoi everywhere. At the bookstore. Near the cliffs. At the library where he sat in silence, scribbling in his notebook, always alone. They spoke rarely, but when they did, Aoi’s words were careful, like he measured every sentence before letting it out. He didn’t smile much — but when he did, it was faint, fragile, like a star peeking through a cloudy sky. One day, Ren found a sketch slipped into his poetry book at the library. It was a pencil drawing of the cherry tree that bloomed outside his flower shop — and beneath it, a figure that looked suspiciously like him. The next time he saw Aoi, he waited until they were both at the vending machine again. “You left this?” Ren asked, holding up the drawing. Aoi flushed, eyes darting. “Maybe.” Ren smiled. “I write poems about that tree.” “I know,” Aoi murmured. “I’ve read them. You leave the scraps behind.” A silence stretched between them — but it wasn’t uncomfortable. It felt… intimate. “I think,” Aoi said slowly, “your poems make me feel less alone.” Ren’s chest ached, soft and sudden. “I think your sketches do the same,” he whispered. And that was how it started. Over the weeks, they met more often. Exchanged words, drawings, half-written poems. They didn't need grand declarations. Their closeness grew in the quiet spaces — the brush of hands as they reached for the same book, the shared silence watching the sea, the way their shadows leaned into each other as the sun set. One day, under the blooming cherry tree, Ren turned to Aoi and said, “You make me want to write again.” Aoi looked at him, eyes gentler than ever. “Then write me something I can keep.” Ren leaned in, nervous but certain, and kissed him — soft, slow, like poetry in motion. And in that moment, the world wasn’t loud or broken. It was just them — beneath the cherry sky, finding something beautiful in each other.
Diya_Tejal · 332 Views

Final Life Online

Final Life Online is a 10th-generation, full-dive VRMMO game developed through the collaboration of companies from across the globe. The game was initially designed as a virtual utopia, a place where players could spend their entire lives after retirement, earn a living, and even shape a new reality. Despite its deep and serious intent, the game became an escape for most players, who gave up on its true objective and chose instead to simply enjoy living in the virtual world as if it were reality. Only a few elite guilds still aimed to beat the game, chasing the incredible rewards promised to those who succeeded. The stakes were high — any player who could defeat the game's final challenge would be rewarded with 20% ownership in the top 1,000 companies in the real world. Yet, as the years passed, no one was able to conquer it. Now, a decade later, the game has become a battleground for the top guilds, all vying for that elusive victory and its earth-shaking rewards. Suddenly, the perspective shifts to a figure standing by the window, looking out into the fading light. A soft breeze ruffles the curtains as he gazes at the massive poster of Final Life Online plastered on the building across the street, its vibrant colors a stark contrast to the dullness of his room. He mutters to himself, his voice a mere whisper against the cacophony of the city below. "And I... am Flynn Blade." The name feels foreign on his tongue, a remnant of a past life he can barely remember. And I have reincarnated in this Doomed world, But no more as I am here now. ***** Flynn, a reincarnator from another world, finds himself preparing for the launch of Final Life Online, a virtual reality game with world-changing stakes. In his previous life, Final Life Online was just a novel, but now he knows it’s far more than just a game. It's humanity's last chance to prepare for a catastrophic apocalypse set to hit Earth in ten years. To make sure the world takes it seriously, the game’s rewards are extraordinary, including shares in top companies and a “World Owner” title with unparalleled power. Flynn has an edge over other players because he knows the game’s true purpose from the start, thanks to reading from the perspective of Max, the story's main character. Max is a regressor who, like Flynn, will join the game today. Max is set to choose one of the strongest classes, but Flynn knows about an even more powerful class that Max didn’t know existed. This class once made another player the second-strongest in the world, nearly on par with Max, despite the fact that Max had multiple advantages like special equipment and cheats. Flynn plans to take this class for himself, aiming to surpass even Max in strength and gather enough power to survive the coming apocalypse. Though he has never met Max personally, Flynn's knowledge of Max’s journey gives him the insight he needs to prepare. His ultimate goal is not just to become stronger, but to protect himself and those he cares about from the impending disaster.
Enigmatic_Dream · 58.2K Views

The Runaways wives

Time, as it always does, moved on. Months turned to seasons, and eventually, a year passed. There was no word from Tae or Sechan. But Kwon and Jungwon stayed close, focused on their studies, building a quiet, stable world of their own. They learned how to live with the ghosts of yesterday — or at least, how to keep them in the background. Jungwon decided it was time to move. His apartment — too full of memories and silence — had started to suffocate him. His father had sent some money from abroad, and he thought it was the perfect time for a change. Kwon didn't know Jungwon lived alone. He had always assumed he stayed with relatives. That illusion shattered the day he visited and saw how empty and quiet the place truly was. "You live alone?" Kwon had asked, shocked. "Yeah," Jungwon admitted simply. Kwon didn't like it. It didn't sit well with him at all. When Jungwon mentioned wanting to move, Kwon's shoulders eased in relief. "What if we shared the new place?" he asked carefully. "That's fine with me… but what about your grandma?" Jungwon asked. "What if we move in with her? Into a bigger apartment?" Jungwon suggested. Kwon smiled. "If that's okay with you…" "It is," Jungwon replied with a gentle smile. It took weeks of searching, planning, and saving — but they eventually found the perfect apartment. A quiet corner of the city, peaceful and just far enough from the noise of their past. They moved in together. Life felt lighter. Jungwon smiled as he arranged his things. They were finally free. No one knew where they lived now — not even his father, and certainly not Tae or Sechan. They had left those haunted homes behind — and the people they once waited for. Two Years Later Graduation came, and with it, a peaceful end to that phase of life. Jungwon and Kwon had grown stronger, steadier, grounded in the world they built together. But the past, as always, had its own plans. Back in Korea, Sechan stood on the balcony of his new house. He was no longer a student — he was now the CEO of Light Corps. Tae, too, had returned from the U.S., inheriting his father's company, Yosan Industries. They had both tried — countless times — to reach out. But the numbers no longer worked. In desperation, they visited Jungwon and Kwon's old apartment buildings, only to hear the same thing from neighbors: "They moved out… almost two years ago." The guards reported the news to them. Tae sat in his office late into the night, staring at an old photo of Kwon. A candid shot from school — Kwon laughing with his hair caught in the wind. "Did you do this on purpose?" he whispered. "Running away from me…" He touched the image, eyes misty. "I told you I'd come back. And here I am. But since you ran away… I'll find you again. No matter what it takes." Miles away, Sechan stood alone in his quiet home, the same report ringing in his ears. He gave a soft, broken smile. "I knew I was late. But you didn't have to hide like this… Guess he's happy he'll never have to see me again." He looked out the window, the city lights blurring in his vision. "But I'm not giving up." And somewhere, in a quiet apartment full of warmth and books and shared laughter, Kwon and Jungwon continued living — unaware of the footsteps drawing closer. The room was dim, cloaked in soft shadows. The only sound was the quiet hum of the night breeze brushing against the slightly open window. Kwon lay on his side, curled beneath the blanket, eyes wide open even though his body begged for sleep. But sleep wouldn't come — not tonight. As he stared at the ceiling, Tae's face drifted into his mind like a ghost refusing to fade. His eyes. That quiet confidence. The warmth that once made Kwon's chest flutter. He shut his eyes tightly. "I just hope you're okay… and that you've moved on," Kwon whispered silently in his heart, too afraid to say the words aloud. "It was just a crush, right? Just high school foolishness…" he told himself. "It's be
Samegurl · 21.5K Views

Dragon Son Arise

Darken lived as something less than a slave, less than a human. Under the mercy of a mad merchant, his existence was nothing more than an extension of submission—a neglected being, unworthy of even a passing glance. Even the pigs received more care than he did, and the serfs knew a mercy he had never tasted. Hunger was not just a fleeting sensation; it had become a constant companion, clinging to him like a shadow. and Pain was not the result of random blows but a perpetual reality, repeating without end. Yet even in a world like this, there are moments that ignite the spark of change. When an unknown force attacked the merchant caravan, chaos erupted—screams, flames, blood. Escape was not a choice for Darken but an instinct, a drive untainted by hope, but fueled solely by pure fear. Every step was a desperate grasp at life, but his frail body failed him, sending him tumbling unnoticed off a towering cliff into the abyss of the sea. The water invaded his lungs, and death seemed a welcome relief, something to embrace. But fate had already carved a different path. On an unfamiliar shore, between the crawling heat of the sand and the whisper of the gentle breeze, Darken opened his eyes for the first time—to find himself looking at the world through the eyes of a free man, unchained, unclaimed. Yet for someone who had never tasted freedom before, its weight might be something entirely different. Note: Chapters are published every four or five days, and at most, every week. X platform : @aeryxErython Instagram : @ae_v71 Telegram : https://t.me/DS_Arise Discord : soon ...
AeryxErython · 21.6K Views

My System Forced Me to Get Buff and Find Love?!

For seventeen years, Samantha Kisaragi wished for only one thing: a normal life, free from the chronic illness that made her a fragile glass doll in her family’s eyes. One morning, her wish is granted by... a tiny, floating mochi with a god complex? This smug spectral "System" offers her a miraculous, perfectly healthy body. The price? She must now complete a series of insane missions, from the mortifying to the life-threatening. The rules are simple: succeed and level up. Get stronger, faster, and maybe even a little more charming. But if she fails, the penalty is a fate worse than any illness: her body will warp into a 'Cursed Physique'—a seven-foot-tall mountain of grotesque muscle powered by the same old fragile constitution. A titan's strength with a body that could collapse from a stiff breeze. Now, this former shut-in is being forced to get buff, all while juggling a top-priority quest to save her perfect older brother from a shadowy, five-star threat hunting him down. And as if that's not enough pressure, the System is also demanding she "Ignite the Flames of Passion" and make someone fall in love with her, pushing her into ridiculously close and awkward situations with her bubbly best friend. With only a cheeky floating dessert for a guide, a terrifyingly competent senior known as the 'Ice Queen' as an unlikely ally, and a clock ticking on both her brother's life and her own romantic prospects, Samantha must learn to be a weapon. She was a girl who just wanted to be normal. Now, she has to become a monster to protect everything she loves.
rnzu_akrn · 108.9K Views

Rise and Reclaim

(key elements of this book: supernatural abilities, kingdom building, friendship, territory and people management, slight romance but nothing crazy) Skye’s eyes took a moment to adjust to the bright light of a sun peaking through the sticks that didn’t burn his skin in an instant. The wind blowing between the trees carried no sand or toxins in their breeze. The floating orb above him spoke bluntly yet Skye paid him no mind. It’s words a mumbled mix of nonsense, Skye struggled to latch on to anything important. Something about their god dying, needing to form a team, building a society that can withstand the others. Blah blah blah. It was too early to hear it all again. Skye groaned and detatched himself from the roots connected to his nervous system. The energy they helped him absorb over night was going to be put to good use. He pushed himself up and grabbed Thorn, his trusted spear, and opened the makeshift door to his tent, letting the fresh air rush in. Stepping out he said “Alright. Another day of trying to survive and not becoming dinner for some weird flat face freak.” He gave his body a stretch with his spear raised above his head with both hands, feeling a pop in his back from sleeping on the ground. “Oph, and maybe find something softer to sleep on.” His minions danced along with his words. their petals fluttering in agreement. The bodies of a few monsters with chunks blown out of their sides lay scattered around them. Today was going to be a good day.
Conzo0311 · 16.4K Views

Card Apprentice Daily Log

Dalton Wyatt, a world-renowned scientist and inventor, is transmigrated into the body of a high school student, also named Dalton Wyatt, who had tragically committed suicide due to unfortunate circumstances and a complicated life. The enchanting world of cards he finds himself in is vastly different from Earth, yet eerily similar in certain aspects. Unlike the peaceful Earth, where humans fought only amongst themselves, this new world is plagued by dungeons and monsters. Here, humanity's survival hinges on battling these mythical and legendary creatures. Ordinary mortals lack the strength to stand against such formidable foes. Thankfully, a select few are blessed with the ability to harness their souls, manifest soul power, and become card apprentices—humanity’s last hope against extinction. Card apprentices are individuals who form contracts with grimoires, mystical artifacts that allow them to wield powerful and versatile cards to fend off monsters and conquer dungeons. A grimoire provides card apprentices with abilities such as card creation and card fusion. Most importantly, it enables them to unlock their full potential in card battles. While this world shares the concept of science with Earth, its focus is not on electronics or industrialization. Instead, cards replace the need for most technologies, fulfilling even the smallest of daily necessities. This world revolves entirely around the grimoire’s abilities, particularly card creation and card fusion. Transmigrated to a place where strength can be bought with money, Dr. Wyatt is forced to earn a living to ensure his survival. Fortunately, with his otherworldly knowledge and expertise, card creation comes naturally to him, setting him apart from other card apprentices. Dr. Wyatt crafts and sells perfect, powerful, and resourceful cards, steadily growing stronger in this monster-ridden world. --- "What did you say? Making good cards is hard? Bah! Card creation is a breeze." "My friend, let me enlighten you—there are no 'trash card ingredients,' only incompetent card creationists." [Commencing card creation using ingredients, i)Bloody Veins - G Rank, Mortal Grade ii)Nyon Rope - G Rank, Mortal Grade iii)Common Core - G Rank, Mortal Grade Card creation… complete! Card Name: Bloody Rope Card Type: Item Card Card Rank: E Rank, Common Grade Card Rating: 3 Stars Card Durability: 100/100 Card Effect: The Bloody Rope can bind and incapacitate its target. When in contact with a target’s wound, it triggers paralysis and blood drain effects. Additional Effect: Paralysis, Blood Drain] "This can’t be real! You used G-rank mortal-grade ingredients and yet crafted an E-rank common-grade card with full durability and a three-star rating? This isn’t real—I must still be dreaming! I couldn’t possibly have woken up today—this has to be a dream!"
IGotStones · 9.1M Views

Assassin in novel

Soo hee , who was in assassination organisation Suddenly transferred in a novel she once read She was born within the organisation headquarters with several experiments on her Focused mainly on whether humans can manifest mana or not That illegal organisation was sponsored by billionaires . Also backed by the government as top secret !! at the age of 7 years old she concurred mana and had potential assassination experience with 3 more experimented childrens However, this came to an end , by the order of government officials she's now with a new adoptive family, not a good one . Nevertheless , She is living her daily life in highschool has friends but with a fake mask . she was enjoying the evening mesmerizing breeze on top of the terrace of school but suddenly someone pushed her , " What , what's happening!!? ,this can't be , "I can't use my magic " "The time froze " , what's happening " I'm suddenly loosing my sight , this can't be " tsk tsk how long you are going to sleep "what " wt.. opening her eyes , an unfamiliar celing , a window with very little light and a cold attic ....Da dun .... " did someone just pushed me off bed " , my lady how long are you going to sleep , sleeping and dreaming won't help you escaping reality just eat and put my work at ease " she looked like a maid dark brown hairs ... " Soo hee : what's your name ? , haa ! hahaa have you finally lost it , well you can call me miss Betty ! soo hee : Betty ..... o_o wait !! Betty volsky, hmmmm .. why , have you finally lost your mind , so what !! it's me soo hee : this can't be she looked at the mirror in front of her , an anonymous girl was sitting at floor she looked at her frail hands what!! seriously!! " am I , In my novel , no way !! status window : Welcome my esteemed player !!... Survive .. !! quest
Anonymous_477익명의 · 4.7K Views
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