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"Do you think sleeping with you once isn't enough after what you did to make me famous? Would you do it a second time?" Li Qingshen remained silent. Ling Momo pouted before biting her finger. "Ten times?" She asked. Li Qingshen still remained silent. Ling Momo tugged at her own hair. She clenched her jaw. "Twenty times?" Li Qingshen turned around to leave. Ling Momo was frantic. She stomped her feet. "Is twenty times still too little? You can't possibly want a hundred times." Li Qingshen smiled. "That'll do..."

After struggling in the apocalypse for ten years, Yao Ran died and returned to the three months before everything began. She returns with hatred and thirsts for revenge, intent on making those who owe her pay with their lives. With her grandfather's inheritance, Yao Ran sold everything and frantically hoarded weapons, medicine, food, and supplies. She sharpened her sword, stockpiled up supplies, settled scores with scoundrels and villains, and repaid them with both enmity and kindness. When disaster strikes, she begins her revenge, facing a dangerous world, and is determined to outlast her previous life.

As the planet plunges into an Ice Age, the apocalypse of frigid cold arrives, and 95% of humanity perishes! In his previous life, Zhang Yi, due to his kind-hearted nature, was tragically killed by someone he had once helped. Reborn a month before the onset of the Ice Age Apocalypse, Zhang Yi awakens to a spatial ability and embarks on a frantic accumulation of supplies! He proceeds to empty the billion-dollar warehouse of a superstore, and constructs a super safe house that rivals a fortress built for the end of the world. As the apocalypse arrives, with resources scarce and abilities awakening, people abandon morality, disregard laws, and struggle to survive each day. Yet, with the aid of his ability, Zhang Yi leads a life even more comfortable than before the apocalypse...

WARNING [R18] “I’m already engaged to him,” she blurted, her voice trembling but resolute. Her eyes shot toward the silver-haired man, the figure who had been watching her all along. Her heart pounded in her ears as she raised her hand, pointing directly across the room. The gesture felt foreign, like it wasn’t even her own body making the movement. But there he was, sitting quietly in the VVIP section, and she had to do something. Anything. All eyes turned toward her, and the room fell into stunned silence. The weight of a thousand gazes bore down on her, and the only sound was the frantic beat of her own heart as she waited for his response. *************** Lilia’s life is turned upside down at a lavish masquerade party when an unexpected announcement claims she is engaged to Lowell, a man she has never agreed to marry. Caught between the overwhelming pressure of her parents’ expectations and the confusion surrounding her emotions, Lilia finds herself trapped in a web of deception. But when a silver-haired stranger named Zethan steals the spotlight, Lilia’s impulsive declaration sends shockwaves through the room. With her parents and Lowell thrown into chaos, Lilia is left questioning whether she has just freed herself—or unwittingly stepped into a more dangerous game of fate and manipulation. Who would have thought their futures had already been sealed? This vampire had been obsessed with her long before she ever knew he existed. WSA 2025 ENTRY

A strange white fog descends upon the world, creeping through streets, swallowing the familiar in its ghostly embrace. Where it passes, reality distorts. Structures crumble as if time itself rejects them. Shadows stretch unnaturally. And then… the figures emerge. They are not human. Nor beast. Their twisted limbs move with unnatural grace, their deformed shapes shifting between impossible forms. Eyeless faces turn toward the sky, mouths open in silent hymns of madness. The fog does not merely obscure—it reveals. The city drowns in chaos. Streets run slick with crimson as the creatures slaughter indiscriminately, their shrieks mingling with the terrified screams of those who flee. The pounding of frantic footsteps, the wails of the dying, the crunch of bone under monstrous claws—it all blends into a horrific, discordant symphony. And something listens. A presence beyond comprehension stirs in the depths of the fog. A pair of immense, lidless eyes—vast as moons, yet closer than the air itself—peer through the shifting veil. It does not blink, for it has no need. it does not search, for they already see all. The slaughter, the ruin, the collapse of civilization—mere ripples in an ocean too deep for mortals to fathom. In the far away, a young man stood with his friend, gazing at the fog And something watches them. Silent. Patience. Waiting.

A sixteen-year-old student, burdened by a gloomy and solitary life, finds himself thrust into a world beyond his wildest dreams. Enrolled in an elite school thanks to his parents’ financial sacrifices, his first day begins in chaos. Awakened late by his frantic mother, he rushes to his new school only to find himself overwhelmed by a sea of dazzling, confident students flaunting their wealth and charisma. Feeling out of place, he navigates the intimidating crowd, his head down and his heart heavy—until fate intervenes. A sudden collision with a woman radiating charm and flamboyance leaves him stunned. As he looks up, their eyes meet, and in that fleeting moment, his bleak world seems to shatter and rebuild all at once. She is more than just a stranger; she feels like a fragment of a lost love—someone he had been searching for without even knowing it. His life will never be the same again.

Plusieurs années après le développement des "liens", des super-pouvoirs transmis par le gouvernement, Desta Amaterasu s'en voit attribuer un, sauf qu'il n'a pas l'effet escompté. Elle essayera d'en comprendre plus sur elle-même en laissant parler ses émotions qu'elle gardait enfouies en elle. Dans un univers light-novel shonen, elle affrontera des héros et d'autres super vilains dans un monde qui chaque jour se trouve moins parfait que l'on pensait. Suivez l'actualité du projet et illustrations sur Twitter/X sur @DestaAmaterasu.

After finding his wife and son dead, a boy is falsely accused of their murder. In a frantic escape, he is shot and left dying, consumed by guilt and regret. In his final moments, he meets a mysterious woman who offers him a chance to be reborn, free of painful memories—all his memories—but with all the skills he’s learned. She urges him to protect those he loves in his next life. As darkness takes him, he faces the uncertain future of a new life, unsure if it's a chance for redemption or an escape from his past.

Le titre en français est ''Élu Divin: Lame Ascendente'' Après un accident mortel qui lui a coûté la vie, Asaru Takayoshi se réveille dans un nouveau monde réincarner en tant qu'Ace Blakelord. Avec une seconde chance, Ace entreprend de maîtriser l'escrime et la magie tout en naviguant dans le monde inconnu qui l'entoure. Aux côtés de nouveaux alliés et rivaux, il fait face à de formidables défis, découvre des ruines antiques et commence à percer les secrets liés à sa réincarnation. Chaque bataille livrée et chaque mystère dévoilé le rapproche d'un destin bien plus grand que ce qu'il aurait jamais pu imaginer. Était-ce le destin ou une mystérieuse bénédiction d’un être puissant inconnu ?

The doctor's frantic shouts faded into a muffled blur. Then, nothing. I thought I was dead. But… pain? I felt pain! My eyes jolted open, taking in the unfamiliar yet strangely familiar room. "Weird, where am I?" An interface blinked to life before me: [You are blessed by destiny.] [You have gained access to the system.] [Loading 1%... 2%... 3%... 100%] [Accessing memories of previous owner] Memories flooded my mind—someone else's life, someone else's secrets, leaving me reeling with confusion and a strange sense of displacement. Wait, this person is... an Extra?! [System activated] [Objective: Conquer the Ascension Tower]. What did "blessed by destiny" even mean, and what was the Ascension Tower?

Gregory Evans is called to investigate a terrorist attack and discovers that a radical Islamic group has been recruiting young people to carry out attacks in various locations in New York and there is only one person who can help him in the investigation, an enemy from the past. In a journey marked by deaths and secrets hidden in political relations, Gregory Evans finds clues that will bring him face to face with a shocking revelation and the astonishing truth that we have ignored for so long. Racing against time, Gregory Evans and the Italian mafia enter into a frantic hunt for religious and political assassins, and unravel enigmas, following a trail that may lead to the secret lair where lies the only hope of saving New York City, before it collapses.

WSA 2025 entry. The Shadowhurst clan… wealthy, handsome and enigmatic bachelors.... who's the best for Lisa? "I wonder if you would be so upset if it was my brother standing here in my place?" Irked, Lisa swung her knee upwards determined to let Bane feel it where it hurts the most for making such an unfair accusation.  Moving quickly as if he sensed her wicked intent he used his hand to block her knee before she could fully aim it.  A nasty pain shot through her leg and Lisa felt it throughout her body. With his right hand Bane held her leg so tightly that the more Lisa frantically struggled the longer he gripped firmly.  His nails dug so deep into her skin it felt like they were sharp enough to draw blood.  "Calm down," he repeated, "stop being so sensitive. I'm willing to marry you for your own benefit, not my own." Lisa, a country-bred innocent, is an intriguing novelty for her husband’s rivals who prefer the shadows over the sunshine. As her reckless nature forces Lisa into one dangerous encounter after another. The men in her proximity find themselves either fighting a need to protect her or a raging hunger to possess her. Since her temporary husband is not without competition, Lisa will just have to search her heart before it's too late and never trust a shadow after dark.

Dark events occuring in Sadie's life will cause her skills tree to awaken and sprout with stats as long as she's able to cultivate them properly. #antihero #litrpg #progression ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Deep within the dilapidated Sinclair district of the city, amidst the crumbling remnants of a nameless temple, an intrepid archaeologist delved into its ancient catacombs. He unearthed an otherworldly artifact near one of the sealed coffins—a muddied relic emanating an eldritch aura that stirred unease in his excited heart. Upon peeling the layers, he found it to be a vase crafted from porcelain and jade and identified strange writings on its side. With each careful stroke, more details unraveled. The letters were that of a forgotten tongue, seemingly appertaining to an extinct civilisation, but what was clear is that it was wrought by a master's hands. Then suddenly, the dark of the cave seemed to spread, as the archaeologist attempted to escape the encroaching darkness that seemed to materialize from naught, a desperate fumble caused the artifact to slip from his grasp. The precious vase, steeped in the weight of forgotten wisdom, tumbled through the air, its delicate form shattering upon impact with the jagged rocks. In that fateful moment, a kaleidoscope of vibrant colors and pulsating energies burst forth, dispersing through the atmosphere. as if a rainbow pierced the heavens and rain poured forth on unwitting denizens. The city's population inhaled the strange color particles, their very essence became entwined with the mystical forces unleashed. Thus, a metamorphosis unfolded—a phenomenon that bestowed upon the citizens a tapestry of extraordinary powers, each intricately tied to the primal instincts of the animal kingdom. Some found themselves endowed with awe-inspiring abilities, harnessing the strength of lions or the agility of cheetahs. Yet, amongst the transformed throngs, a young woman named Sadie awoke to a different reality. As the veil of slumber lifted from her weary eyes, Sadie discovered herself transformed into Sloth Girl—a being defined not by raw power, but by an unparalleled languor that seemed to stretch time itself. While others were psyched in their newfound might, Sadie found herself sedated of care, a somnolent haze permeating her every fiber. She had gained the knowledge that when a civilisation collapses, spirits reincarnate in other lifeforms and all had to be redone again. Dreading such a restart from scratch. Her purpose became to slow the frantic pace of a world always rushing headlong towards its own ruin. The weight of her eternal existence and the burden of time's unending flow tested her resolve. She wished to understand the true purpose behind evolution and sought to unravel the mysteries of the relic as a gateway to learn the secrets animating her strange universe. Hoping that one day, she will gain respite from the eternal cycle of chaos and creation.

Adam is an ordinary teenager who transmigrates into the body of François Boucher, a French soldier during the Seven Years' War. With no system to guide him and no knowledge of the historical events of this period, he must navigate this new life and struggle to survive.

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"In the ancient land of Equestera, where magic reigns supreme and alicorns hold sway, two Fulmenian siblings, Masha and Feyn, embark on a journey of discovery. As mysterious spirits start to haunt their world, Masha faces her Protector exam with her mother while Feyn delves into arcane research alongside his father. Their journey unveils secrets that could tip the balance of their world." Version française disponible ici : https://www.webnovel.com/book/infinite-eclipse-origin-tome-01---le-myst%C3%A9rieux-esprit_30247094705840505 AUDIOBOOK (Release March 1st): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Uuusa_-onVI

Eleanor Caldwell is a daring archaeologist who uncovers a watch-like device buried deep within an excavation site. Shockingly, analysis reveals it to be from the year 2075. Before she can fully comprehend its significance, a sudden surge of energy transports her back through time, leaving her boyfriend Samuel in a frantic race against time to save her. But this is no ordinary time-travel device. It allows its user to inhabit the body of any historical figure and experience their lives firsthand, potentially altering the course of history itself. Her boyfriend, Samuel Hartman, a brilliant astrophysicist, must find her and bring her back, before it is too late. As Samuel races against the ticking clock, they embark on a thrilling and perilous adventure through time, and through the lives of some of the most remarkable and influential people in history. From the court of Henry VIII to the battlefields of ancient Rome, will Eleanor and Samuel rewrite history, or are some destinies too powerful to change?

Fourteen-year-old Gordon has always dreamed of being a hero. Despite being an orphan, he finds joy and comfort in the company of his non-biological sister, Edith. One day, while immersed in his favorite hero comic, *Light Spear,* in the school library, Gordon is jolted into action when he sees Edith cornered by high school bullies outside. Fueled by anger and determination, he rushes to her aid, grabbing their attention by hurling rocks. The confrontation quickly escalates into a frantic chase, leading Gordon into a narrow alley with no escape in sight. Desperately seeking a way out, he spots an open door and darts inside, only to find himself plunging into an unexpected and mysterious fall, spiraling into the unknown... This thrilling journey marks the beginning of Gordon's adventure, where his dreams of heroism will be put to the ultimate test.

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NB: Contrairement a beaucoup de roman disponible sur ce site, ce webnovel n'est pas une œuvre traduite mais plutôt une œuvre 100% française. Dans un monde où tout se monnaie, un jeune homme sans avenir se voit offrir une chance unique : un système mystérieux qui lui accorde des pouvoirs spéciaux, mais avec une condition implacable : chaque action du système doit être payée en argent. Quête après quête, pouvoir après pouvoir, il devra accumuler une fortune colossale pour débloquer ses compétences et survivre aux défis imposés par ce système impitoyable. Dans cet univers où l'argent devient la seule véritable arme, il devra prendre des décisions stratégiques, jongler avec des ennemis impitoyables et se mesurer à des défis qui exigent bien plus que des talents, mais une véritable gestion de sa richesse. La frontière entre la richesse et la ruine est fine, et chaque faux pas peut être fatal. Si vous avez soif de pouvoir, préparez-vous à payer le prix fort. Car dans ce monde, l'argent achète tout, et parfois même, il peut tout perdre.

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Benedict Alessio stands out from other school children due to his multifaceted personality which people said that it was an attribute of his "opulent" family history. (Like some OP guy you like) But when he unexpectedly enters a questionable international art contest his life takes a tragic turn. As a result of this incident, he finds himself in an odd situation where fantasy and reality collide and characters from various realms fight frantically. To go back to his world personal world, Benedict must eventually use his unique skills and heritage to navigate this world and- [Due to circumstances, this synopsis was interfered with by the author to say that this isn't the first part and soon the other stories will be released] [The author smiles but slightly undecided] [The author asks for help in reviews and votes] [The author needs a job and asks for sponsorship] [*the author seems greedy*]

He stood there silently, looking down at the wounds on his chest, but when he turned to stare at her, he had a smile on his face. She smiled in return when she saw the brilliant smile on his face, the same smile that had drawn her to him like a moth to the fire, even when her instincts screamed 'danger'. "It's finally come to an end," she thought. But her eyes widened immediately when she saw his body. Tears burst forth like a small stream as she ran to him. "No! Win!" She couldn't stop crying when she saw how he seemed to be on death's doorstep. "I'll take you to the hospital right now!" He shook his head when he heard her say those words. "No hospital. Right now, you are my hospital. I want to take in this beautiful sight that is you, nothing else should come first now, got it?" She nodded her head frantically like it'd bring him out of death's doorway. "Why?" She asked with a heavy heart. "I asked someone that question before, and I was left heartbroken some more seconds after that person gave me a reply," He said with a smile. He raised his hand to feel her face and a small smile of satisfaction appeared on his face. "I'm quite happy, my dear plum blossom, and sad at the same time. I'm happy because I didn't lose you this time, and sad because you might be all alone... because of my selfishness. This time, I changed my fate... " His hands dropped, and his eyes lost their luster immediately, but the smile never receded, they remained on his face. The smile on her face vanished without a trace immediately. "No, Win! Don't do this to me, don't do this to me, Win!" ...................................... His name was Winston, but everyone called him Win as an abb. He looked cool and gentle and easygoing, but only Melody knew that it was just a front. She would fight hard to uncover his deepest secrets, even at the cost of fallen in love, with him.

"Get your hands off me!" she wrestled against my grip, so I held her even tighter. "Put this on!" I groaned, toiling to keep her in place and wishing again I’d worn the damn gloves. The feel of her warm skin under my arm and palm wasn’t helping my focus. "I'm not taking you home like this!" "You don't tell me what to do!" she snapped, thrashing to break free of my hold as I fumbled with the cloak in my other hand, trying to drape it over her bare shoulders. "I'm not going home! Let me go, I said!" "Did you really think I got you out of there just to let you wander the streets, almost naked, like a lunatic?" That stopped her. "What did you call me?!" "LU-NA-TIC." "You... You…! Take your hands off me, you insolent brute!" Enraged, she yanked her arm too abruptly and lost her balance. I caught her, wrapped her in the cloak, and threw her over my shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!" She shrieked and flailed, but I ignored her, making my way to the Commander’s house, which, thanks to Braa, was only two streets away. Since the entire population was in the square for the ridiculous festival, no one intervened at the frantic cries of the wild creature. No wonder in the ten years I've known the Commander, I've never heard that he has a daughter. She must’ve been kept locked away. Strangely, she suddenly went still and quiet. Had she grown tired, worried about attracting attention, or finally realized how inappropriate it was to show up at her parents' doorstep in this state? She didn’t seem to care before. With every step, my anxiety grew—she was limp. "Hey!" No answer. Seriously?! "Hey, you!" Nothing. A bad feeling crept over me, so I pulled her off my shoulder and into my arms. Her head fell against my chest—unconscious. "Hey! Hey, you!" I shook her, but she didn’t react. Panic surged through me. Had she fainted? Had I held her too tight? Lifting her more securely, I sprinted toward the Commander's house.

Mrs. Dealova (25th) seorang wanita cantik yang terkenal dengan panggilannya LOVE karena bibirnya yang begitu menggoda bagi semua pria di kota A. Frans Johan (30th) kekasih sekaligus Bos besar yang telah menjual Dealova sejak dia berusia 20 tahun memberi tugas Dealova untuk membuat skandal dengan seorang Presdir. Bara Febriansyah (28th) seorang Presdir tampan dan dingin ingin menikahi Dealova saat mengetahui anaknya Chelo (5th) sangat menyayangi Dealova. Georgina (26 th) istri Bara sebagai artis terkenal ingin bercerai dengan Bara dan memenangkan hak asuh Chelo hasil dari hubungan gelapnya dengan sahabat Bara yaitu Alvino Chain (28th) Akankah Dealova mendapatkan hati dan cinta seorang Bara untuk mencapai tujuannya?Mampukah Dealova mengungkap perselingkuhan Georgina dan Alvino di saat Dealova tahu Georgina mempunyai niat jahat pada Bara? Apakah cinta Dealova dan Bara bisa bersatu sedangkan Dealova tidak bisa lepas dari Kekasihnya Johan?

Against the backdrop of a vast and magnificent cosmic war, the Leray Federation and the Gacharin Empire are locked in a fierce confrontation. Tian Kaiwen, a soldier of the Federation, is a plump mechanical repairman with a rather unknown "dark history"—twenty" -one records of desertion. However, the gears of fate turned subtly, and by a stroke of coincidence, he was brought into the 7th Laboratory of the Galiparan Military Academy. In this mysterious laboratory, Tian Kaiwen quickly integrated with the researchers by virtue of his outstanding talent in mechanical repair. He was highly proficient in the repair of various damaged mechas and weapons. With his sweet talking and amiable personality, he won the affection of everyone. Milan, a researcher in the laboratory, is a twenty - year - old beauty with remarkable scientific talent. Despite her astonishing research capabilities, she is somewhat lacking in practical operation skills. She set her sights on the idle Tian Kaiwen and recruited him to participate in her research. In Milan's research room, Tian Kaiwen witnessed a transforming mecha—a great invention in the history of mechas. Its unique bio-state metal material left him greatly astonished. Meanwhile, the cruel war raged on the Milock Star. The Gacharin Empire intensified its ground offensive, and the air power of the Leray Federation was severely damaged. The connections between cities were severed, and many areas fell into enemy hands. Nevertheless, the federal soldiers resisted tenaciously, and underground resistance organizations emerged like sparks of fire. In order to reclaim the Newton Galaxy, the Federation assembled its fleet for a strong offensive. The Newton Galaxy local fleet, as the vanguard, suffered heavy losses but successfully broke through the blockade, opening up a passage for the follow-up troops. Meanwhile, in the laboratory, Tian Kaiwen made full use of the rich resources of the central computer, frantically learning various skills, from psychology to the assassin's invisibility techniques and various military tutorials. He absorbed knowledge avidly, constantly improving himself. As time went by, Professor Boswell's research on the simulated war network entered a crucial stage. Tian Kaiwen participated in it, being responsible for data calculation and the production of simulation cabins. When this simulated war network named "Real War" was completed and opened, Tian Kaiwen remained undefeated in three hundred simulated battles by virtue of the unique tactics he had accumulated during training, thus becoming the "sneaky leader" in the eyes of everyone. Later, Nia and Meiduo, who had escaped from the battlefield with Tian Kaiwen, found him. It turned out that their battlefield recorders had been taken away by the imperial army, and Tian Kaiwen's disappearance prevented them from returning to their units. After learning that the person Nia was looking for was Tian Kaiwen, Milan informed her of his whereabouts. Eventually, the front-line command post retrieved the information from Tian Kaiwen's battlefield recorder. Although his desertion records were astonishing, the large amount of data on the imperial army's weapons and mechas contained therein, as well as key information such as his setting up of a remote-controlled energy cannon outside New Rome, made everyone realize that he might be a crucial figure in turning the tide of the war. His fate thus became closely intertwined with the war situation of the Federation, and in this universe filled with flames of war and challenges, he was writing his own legendary chapter.

Fran found himself in white space with God and with millions of other people. God gave each of them a random flaw and ability, his ability was immortality and flaw was bad luck, now let's look his journey.

Evelyn, a retired undercover agent, now runs a bookstore she inherited from her grandparents. On her 20th birthday, she discovers she was switched at birth and returns to the Hartley family. She isn’t interested in wealth and just wants a normal life, but Sophia, the imposter daughter, keeps taking everything from her, including her boyfriend, Daniel Whittaker. Her biological parents informed her about the arrange a marriage with the Whittaker family, a deal finalized by their grandparents. Evelyn ends up replacing Sophia in the wedding, agreeing on the condition that she’ll no longer be a Hartley once married. Her parents, blinded by their love for Sophia, agree. People pity Evelyn, thinking she unknowingly married a ruthless man—Alexander Whittaker, who turns out to be her ex’s uncle. As a former special forces member, Evelyn figures she can handle her husband if he’s cruel. But on her wedding day, she realizes something surprising: Alexander isn’t the ugly middle-aged man she expected—he’s the angelic-looking yet feared leader of the Arcane Famiglia, the underworld boss himself! ***** “I’ve finally found you, my princess,” he murmured, his voice low and filled with a strange, almost playful intensity. In a panicked reflex, Evelyn raised her hand and delivered a swift chop to the side of Alexander’s neck, a move she usually practice but never intended to use. Her hands trembled as she realized what she had done. Had she just killed her husband on their wedding night? “Oh no, what have I done?” Evelyn whispered frantically, her mind racing with panic.