Ruining Her Ability To Walk

In 1972, a groundbreaking discovery by Herbert Boyer and Stanley Cohen in genetic engineering, where they created the first transgenic organisms by inserting a resistance gene into an E. coli plasmid, sparked both immense scientific excitement and public backlash. While many hailed it as a monumental step forward, others protested, fearing humanity was "playing God." Amidst this controversy, Jeremy Karlson, a renowned paleontologist, recognized the profound potential of Boyer and Cohen's work. He saw it as a means to achieve something unprecedented: bringing dinosaurs back to life. Jeremy, accompanied by his wealthy step-brother Jake, who offered to fully fund the ambitious project, met with Boyer and Cohen. Jeremy revealed that during an expedition in Alaska, his team had discovered a perfectly preserved, 17,000-year-old juvenile dire wolf with intact organs, from which they successfully extracted degraded DNA. He believed that with Boyer and Cohen's expertise in transgenic technology, they could use this DNA, and by extension, potentially dinosaur DNA, to resurrect extinct creatures. Initially hesitant and skeptical of the audacious proposition, Boyer and Cohen were eventually swayed by Jeremy's unwavering confidence and the sheer magnitude of the idea. With Jake's financial backing and Jeremy's bold vision, they agreed to collaborate. The project, estimated to take four to five years, aimed to apply the nascent field of genetic engineering to the realm of paleontology, promising to reshape the world in an unimaginable way. As they left, Jeremy mused that when their success became public, the world would be irrevocably divided.

The gods burned his empire to the ground. Now, its ruins might burn him alive. In the ashen corpse of Draal, where the sky never clears and the dead still whisper, scavengers like Kael Varros survive by looting what’s left—melted bones, shattered relics, forgotten sins. But buried beneath the cinders, Kael unearths something far worse: the crown of the Forgotten King, fused with molten glass, pulsing with a memory that isn’t his—and a curse that refuses to stay buried. Haunted by visions of fire and betrayal, hunted by ash-born wraiths, and stalked by zealots who would see him silenced, Kael is thrust into a legacy soaked in blood and forgotten oaths. The crown remembers what the world wants to forget—the gods’ lies, the empire’s ruin, and the rebellion that nearly consumed them all. And now, Kael wears its curse. But the ashes haven’t cooled… and the past isn’t done burning.

Cole Smith sat alone in his apartment. Relishing in his own sorrow. As he looked at the rankings of the MMO he had dedicated his entire life into playing. Although his entire life was only a sorrowful 23 years of age. It still meant a lot to him. He had spent 5 years playing the MMO ‘Arcadia’ a game built off the Arcadian engine, an incredible generation that formed an entire world through lines of code in mere weeks. And the world was manipulated as players advanced through it. Cole was a beta tester. Who had obtained a meek Paladin class. The Arcadian engine even had unique classes for every player. But Cole’s was probably the weakest in the game. Even as a tank. Yet he still fought. He made his way to the top ranks, even standing at number 1 for a time. Only to be struck down by a new age of battle mages, classes that were practically one man armies, who quickly flooded the ranks. Once the leaderboards changed, he wasn’t even in the top 10 anymore, and he received an email from the company that made Arcadia. Asking him if he wanted a second chance…only to wake up inside of the world of the game the next day.

The odds were never in his favor. He faced the impossible, bled for victories no one would remember, and walked paths meant to break men. But Peter doesn’t stop. He moves forward—through ash, through silence, through everything that should have ended him. He carries pain like armor and purpose like fire. Not because he believes in destiny— but because turning back was never an option. This is not a tale of heroes. It is the story of a man who endures. A man who keeps walking... even where gods do not. ___________________________ what to expect: - no harem (sorry for some of you) - vulgar language and scenes(text only) - power system simlar to one in SS - rather a long story, but I will try to make it interesting and with unexpected plot twists ___________________________ PS. discord server will be created at 1000 folowers :P

Spies die in silence. Saints burn in light. Era might do both. After a lifetime of covert operations and moral compromises, Era hoped to spend her exile in quiet prayer at an English monastery. But when a corpse levitates during evening vespers and the sweet old nuns start collecting its blood like holy wine, she realises she’s stepped into something far older and far worse than sin. Soon, she’s in the custody of H.V.N, a shadowed agency that doesn’t serve any country, but answers directly to the gods. Plural. And they’re not happy. Because Era wasn’t meant to get involved. Now, she has two choices: execution… or servitude. Her only option is to survive the God's trials, prove herself useful, and perhaps earn a place in a pantheon-bound war where saints are spies and magic comes with contracts. But Era’s never played by anyone’s rules-least of all gods with agendas. And the deeper she falls into their tangled world of relics, prophecy, and judgment, the more she begins to suspect this wasn’t an accident at all. Maybe Era was never just an unlucky witness. Maybe she was the trigger.

The world ended, and from its ashes, a new society rose. One where strength was law, and the weak were nothing more than dust beneath the feet of the powerful. Malakai Von Sanguine was meant to be great, a direct descendant of one of the grand families of the dome, the Sanguine Clan. But at seven, he lost everything: his parents, his future, and his ability to evolve. Branded as worthless, his life became a living hell, forced to survive in a world where the unevolved were walking corpses. But fate wasn’t done with him yet. One fateful encounter changed everything. He evolved. What he acquired was something far beyond the limits of his clan, something most wouldn’t believe possible. A power that defied the very laws that governed their new society. Now, there is only one goal: revenge. The people who took everything from him… he will hunt them to the ends of the earth. He will burn their names from history and carve his vengeance into their very bones. No mercy. No forgiveness. No escape. They will die screaming. Or he will die trying. … Discord: https://discord.gg/8JthpjYZez

He was once the heir to the most feared noble house in the kingdom — a family that ruled over magic in silence and secrecy. But grief turned him into something else. In his past life, blinded by sorrow and consumed by power, he lost everything: his mother, his sister, his father, his kingdom… all burned away by the darkness he embraced. And then — he woke up. Back in his ten-year-old body, days before the chain of tragedies begins, he now holds a second chance to rewrite fate. This time, he won’t fall. He's gonna make his way through enrolling in the royal magic academy , he begins a quiet rebellion against destiny — determined to protect the ones he loves, uncover the truth behind his mother’s death, and face the enemies that once destroyed him. But history has a cruel way of repeating itself… and not all mistakes can be undone.

In a world ripped apart by war between humans and an alien race known as the Dra, peace is a fragile illusion held together by power, lies, and legacy. Kael Vorinn never asked to be the heir of a war profiteer empire. Born into wealth but chained by blood, Kael’s life is a gilded cage—his father cold, his sister ambitious, and his brother broken. But when Kael rejects his inheritance, he unknowingly sets off a chain of events that will force him to confront the truth about his family, the war, and the system they all serve. As secrets unravel and hidden agendas surface, Kael finds himself caught between loyalty, rebellion, and a friendship with Rayne Vexis—an outsider whose past is just as tangled in the ruins of power. They only wanted to escape. Instead, they uncovered a truth that could ignite a revolution. Bloodlines will be tested. Empires will fall. And stars once ruined… may never shine again.

A historian named Rowan, reincarnates in a parallel world, which resembles everything from this earth, even the history itself. Rowan finds himself in the body of an abandoned heir who died of heart failure and wakes up in the year 1402 AD, in heart of the war torn and troubled Holy Roman Empire. He also find's difference between our earth and the parallel one is that there were Runic knights and a bit of Magic in this parallel world, and these Knight's could fight and decide a war's outcome single handedly sometimes. With his Rune System, watch him become the apex predator among the many Kings, Emperors, and Runic knights. Othertag's: #Noharem #OP Protagonist #No Yuri #No NTR #Axe Wielder #Kingmaker #Yes Cleavage A/N: Inspired by Real History and Kingdom Come Deliverance a RPG Game.

Haru, a middle aged man who is living a simple life suddenly dreamed of a girl. Desperate to find her and ask her name, He embarked on a journey to be with her. Will he succeed on his mission? (Sorry guys, got busy lately.But i will try my best to write soon.You can message me if you want some addition:)

With the clashing might of steam and rune, who can discern the true patterns of reality? Shrouded in cosmic silence and ancient malevolence, who or what is the lurking entity that unravels existence? Waking up to a world fractured by incomprehensible forces, Elias Reed finds himself reborn as Alucent Luci in a steampunk-fantasy realm where he sees a society filled with steam engines, rune-forged automatons, arcane Runeforce, intricate Fate-Weaving, terrifying Void corruption, and fragmented echoes of a distant Earth. The Loom's song continues to echo, but the Void's silence has never gone far. Follow Alucent as he finds himself entangled with the very fabric of reality, battling conceptual horrors while slowly developing perilous powers from his unique Void Path and his connection to the Loom. Like the enigmatic "Loom's New Anchor" that binds his fate to cosmic truths, this is the legend of "Alucent Luci," the Ruinwright destined to fight for the coherence of all existence.

Eldrath was once a continent of kingdoms and gods. Now, it is a graveyard. Centuries ago, the Hollow War shattered the world. It tore through empires, burned cities into ash, and left the skies haunted. Magic bled dry, the old bloodlines were broken, and twisted beasts now roam the wilds. Only scattered remnants of the old world remain—ruins, cursed blades, and hollow-eyed survivors clinging to their scars. In this world of wind and ghosts, a lone knight awakens—encased in black, crooked armor and with no name, no past, and no identity. He is soon found by a prophetess and her young ward—two wanderers burdened by visions of a dying future. She recruits him in order to reclaim the order back into Eldrath.He alone may hold the key to Eldrath’s blessing or...reckoning. The unknown man's journey across a horrifying and terribly beautiful world of Eldrath begins.

Synopsis: Matthew and Vinny were never meant to be good for each other. Once childhood friends, their bond shattered as they grew up, leaving behind resentment, jealousy, and an unspoken hunger for something neither could define. Vinny, charming and untouchable, hides his fear of real attachment behind manipulation and indifference. Matthew, cold and calculating, has learned never to trust—especially not the boy who once abandoned him. When a twisted plan sets them on a path of deception, betrayal, and undeniable attraction, the line between love and hate blurs. Vinny is supposed to be playing Matthew, making him fall only to break him apart. But as Matthew fights back with his own cruel games, the heat between them ignites into something neither can control. Toxic, passionate, and impossible to resist, they are each other’s greatest downfall. Because in a game where both are red flags, obsession is the only thing left standing.

He was never supposed to be here. Not again. Not watching her with that gaze. Not walking her halls like he still owned her. When Rhea Voss returns to her family's decaying estate after her mother's funeral, she’s ready to bury the past. But the past doesn’t stay dead—especially not when it looks like Lucien Vale. Tall. Dangerous. Untouchable. Lucien isn't just a ghost from her past—he's the man who taught her what it meant to want. To ache. To surrender. And now he's back, living under her roof, watching her every move with eyes that promise ruin. Rhea wants to hate him. She needs to love the man who sleeps in her bed—Adrian, safe and loyal. But every look from Lucien feels like a sin waiting to happen. The estate pulses with heat, memory, and secrets. And as Rhea loses herself between silken lies and stolen glances, one thing becomes clear: Lucien never left her. And this time, he’s not letting go. Desire has a price. And it starts with betrayal.

A loveless marriage was supposed to be the end. Instead, it was only the beginning. Elera never imagined her name would be tied to Adrian Wolfe the billionaire with a dangerous past and an even colder gaze. But when blackmail, business, and bloodlines collide, she has no choice. He doesn’t believe in love. She doesn’t believe she matters. But the heart never follows rules. And neither do secrets.

Alexander was the greatest tyrant in history. His cruel, brutal and vicious reign struck fear in his enemies and allies alike. But that all ended when he was betrayed by his own people and beheaded by his archrival. As Alexander's consciousness faded away all he could think of is all the faults he made, how he could have avoided them, how unlucky he had been, and his wrath and unwillingness to die at the hands of the man he hated most! But unexpectedly he was given not only the answers to these questions, but also a second chance to right all his many wrongs. The cover is not mine.

In a world where magic is a privilege reserved for the powerful, and gods wage silent wars behind the veil of creation, one orphan boy unknowingly holds the key to balance—or absolute ruin. Aren, a nameless worker scraping by in a merciless city, lives a life of quiet hunger and hardship. But a single act of kindness—giving away his only meal to a mysterious beggar—changes everything. In return, she offers him a ring… and with it, an ancient destiny buried for over two centuries. Transported to a battlefield between the God of Creation and the God of Rebirth, Aren finds himself caught in a divine power struggle. When their godly spells fail to harm him, and his instinctive magic wounds them both, a terrifying truth is revealed: He is the missing God of Destruction—the one prophesied to bring balance, feared for his strength, and destined to take the throne that rules even the gods themselves. Fleeing the divine war, Aren forms a quiet life in a forbidden forest, raising a lonely, abused boy who begins to call him “Dad.” But peace is fleeting. The gods will not forget. And when blood is spilled again, Aren must face the impossible choice: Embrace the throne and fight for the boy who gave him a reason to live… or walk away and lose everything. A powerful saga of magic, emotion, godhood, and sacrifice, Throne of Ruin is a gripping tale where bonds are forged in fire, and even destruction can choose to protect.

She was the perfect wife, until betrayal turned her into his worst nightmare. Rose DeLuca had it all—beauty, brains, and a billionaire husband. But behind Lorenzo Mancini's charming smile hid secrets darker than the shadows of their mansion. When Rose discovers his lies, his affairs, and the blood on his hands, she vanishes—leaving the world to believe she’s dead. But the Rose that returns is nothing like the woman they buried. With a new name, powerful allies, and vengeance coursing through her veins, she’s not just back to haunt him—she’s back to destroy him. Between stock market wars, secret lovers, mafia ties, and a mysterious billionaire who’s falling for her fire, Rose must play the game like a queen. And this time, she won't be the one left in ruins

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Hisa, a bold young archaeologist and travel vlogger, has made it her mission to debunk myths about the supernatural by exploring abandoned, "haunted" locations alone. But everything changes when she ventures to a forgotten palace atop a windswept hill—where a single drop of her blood accidentally breaks the ancient seal imprisoning Eric, the Angel of Death, who has been trapped for 2,000 years. Bound by fate and a strange twist of destiny, Hisa finds herself tasked with helping Eric regain his lost powers. What begins as a skeptical mission turns into a chaotic, humorous, and heartwarming journey across mysterious landscapes, riddled with trials that test their strength, patience, and growing bond. As Eric inches closer to becoming whole again, Hisa must confront the one question she never prepared for : What happens when he regains his power—will he leave forever?

An ordinary office worker and social outcast, uncertain of the purpose of her own existence, meets an untimely end in a mysterious explosion. Just when she believes everything has come to an end, a voice calls out to her from the void. It may mark the beginning of a new journey, where the end of her former life grants her a renewed sense of purpose. English isn't my primary, secondary, or even tertiary language. Nevertheless, I've made an effort to share my story

Amid the Japanese invasion of Malaya during World War II, Aman, a young man traumatized by the brutal murder of his mother, desperately tries to reach Singapore to reunite with his younger siblings. As he navigates a war-torn landscape filled with betrayal, violence, and shifting allegiances, Aman must confront his own moral dilemmas and the harsh reality of survival. In a world where the line between enemy and ally blurs, Aman fights not only for his life but for the safety of his family, all while uncovering dark secrets that could alter his fate forever.

In the hallowed halls of Oxford, a brilliant but ruthless DPhil candidate, Ethan Blackwood, sets his sights on the lonely and vulnerable Professor Sebastian Ashworth. What begins as a calculated seduction spirals into a devastating game of manipulation and betrayal, where love is a weapon and ruin is the prize. A dark BL age-gap romance exploring the shadows of ambition and the fragility of the human heart.

In a world torn by forgotten wars and whispered prophecies, a lone figure awakens in a blood-soaked valley—bereft of name, memory, and meaning. Time fractures. Voices echo from beneath the skin. Shadows speak in riddles. And every step forward feels like the replay of an ancient sin. This is not a story of heroes. This is the unraveling of identity, the bleeding of reality into madness. Dreams rot. Faith mutates. And somewhere in the ruins, something is watching... laughing. Dive into a dark, surreal journey where nothing is certain—except that once you enter, you may not come back the

How to survive in this world full of zombies? She would not hesitate to stain her hands with the blood of the living to protect the sunshine in her heart. How long can the space ability she got by accident protect her? Superpower? Kingly way? Killing? Kingly way? Wrong, only by being involved can one become strong. Let's see whether the heroine can survive in this chaotic world, when the secrets of the end of the world are slowly revealed. Can she keep the original belief?

En un mundo donde el maná define tu destino, las ruinas divinas esconden secretos que podrían cambiarlo todo. Naza, un joven marcado por un pasado desconocido y un cabello dividido entre la luz y la oscuridad, despierta en un continente gobernado por magia, bestias y antiguas guerras olvidadas. Con un núcleo fuera de lo común y habilidades que desafían la lógica de este nuevo mundo, Naza se verá arrastrado al corazón de una batalla entre reinos, facciones ocultas… y seres que trascienden la comprensión humana. ¿Podrá un alma reencarnada desatar el verdadero poder del Geo y sobrevivir en un mundo donde incluso los dioses han caído? Prepárate para hechizos colosales, traiciones desgarradoras y batallas que sacudirán los cielos. Las ruinas hablan… y Naza está escuchando.

The room was thick with the smell of wine. January 2025, Aezren leaned against the couch with wine in his hand, His eyes red like the sun during an eclipse, while his hair a chaotic Blonde framed his face with eerie elegance, hoping not to be disturbed by the screams of people. He was the Grim Reaper and the cause of people’s misfortunes, so it was only natural that he was embraced by screams day and night. Without a moment’s notice, he heard another person cursing him. “Not this again…” he groaned as he got up. He sipped his wine as he watched the drunk woman cursing him from the reflection on his wine. Lavinia stood on the parapet wall with high heels, ready to fall at any moment. Her red lipstick messed up, her skin a shade of bright olive, her hair had faded black hair dye, her eyes a shade of deep green, reminiscent of the forest. Her movements came out unstable as she screamed out, “Seems like all doom is attracted to me!” she laughed, tears rolled down her face. “I’m really not,” Aezren scoffed as he rolled his eyes. His eyes blew into saucers at a closer look at her face. “That face, it’s her!” he exclaimed. “I can’t let her die,” he pleaded with desperation as his “heart” raced. Aezren put his glass of wine back on the table with telekinesis as he stood up and teleported to Lavinia. However, it was already too late and she jumped off. Aezren jumped off of the terrace and held her in his arms as he floated in the air. He quickly took her back to the terrace before anybody could notice. Lavinia shut her eyes tight, hoping for the worst to happen—her death. She opened her eyes soon after she realized that she was on solid ground. “What is it,” she smiled, “Am I in heaven or hell?” she walked as she wondered. She was in her own world. “You’re in none,” Aezren told her, about to crash out at her obliviousness. But of course, she was half rat — drunk as hell. He let out a deep sigh. She didn’t listen. He recited some sort of spell, his index and middle finger pointed at her. Since alcohol has similar affects to being dead, it was easy enough for him to get her to be sober. She blinked in surprise. “Wh…Who are you?” she stammered, taking steps back defensively. “Be my muse.” He asked her. He has been searching for a her for over 4 centuries now. Having been living for so long, he has started making paintings to pass time. He has her face like a fuzzy faded painting in his head, and he has always struggled to capture her in his paintings. Finding her was a dream come true for him. She couldn’t die. Not before he painted her. Lavinia’s breath hitched. She was hit with nausea and dizziness. “Please.. please leave me alone!” She begged, her voice came out louder than she wanted it to. Aezren stared at her, his expression unreadable. “I didn’t save you because I care about your life,” he said, voice low. “I saved you because you have a face that doesn’t belong to this era.” Lavinia’s breath hitched again, her head spinning, “What the hell does that even mean…?” “I’ve seen you before. In dreams, in sketches, in brush strokes I never finished.” He sighed, “Centuries of searching. And suddenly, you’re on a rooftop, yelling about doom like some half-broken opera.” “You’re insane,” she whispered, backing away. He didn’t argue. “Probably,” he said with a shrug. “But I don’t care what you believe. You’re here. And I need to paint you before you disappear again.” Lavinia blinked, confusion and fear wrestling inside her. But something about him—his tone, his posture, the weird mix of detachment and obsession—made her pause. Her stomach flipped. The room still spun, but she wasn’t sure if it was just the wine anymore. “Okay,” she said slowly, swallowing hard. TW: Might include topics or references to Self harm. Reader discretion is recommended.