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After dying in 2030, Adam wakes up in 1990 America with a mysterious smartphone connected to a future version of ChatGPT, complete with a personality and unparalleled capabilities. Armed with advanced knowledge and the AI's guidance, Adam seizes the chance to revolutionize the tech industry. He builds groundbreaking websites like PulseSearch, creates revolutionary gaming platforms such as PulsePlay, and pens bestselling novels and blockbuster films. Balancing his knowledge of future trends with innovative strategies, Adam reshapes industries and amasses wealth and influence. However, as his empire grows, so do the challenges—from competitors and skeptics to the weight of knowing the future. His journey is one of ambition, creativity, and the transformative power of ideas, all driven by a secret only he and his AI share.

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!

Emma’s life takes a dark turn as she is forced into marrying a man she barely knows. The man who is not only twice her age but also the father of her ex-boyfriend. She realizes that her fate is now inextricably tied to his, and there is no way out of this unwanted marriage. And within a day her life changes forever as she is whisked into a flash marriage with her billionaire father-in-law who has vowed to make her life a living hell. ****** “Just sign the paper, or are you too eager to lose a finger?” I was terrified, but I knew that giving in was not an option. And giving in to his demands would only lead to more pain and suffering. Both were saying there will only be one person who will end up suffering, and it would be me.  “Ahhhh...” I screamed in pain as I felt the knife poke my index finger. The blood dripped slowly onto the table, making more tears stream down my face. And I give up, knowing that my only chance of survival was to comply with his demands.  “Stop. I will marry you.” I cried out, feeling defeated and broken, and within moments, the maniacal look in his eyes turned to that of triumph. He had won. “Good choice.” The stranger’s eyes shone with a dangerous glint as he smiled triumphantly, knowing he had finally broken me. He handed me a pen. I felt a part of me that wanted to scream, to claw my way out, but I was crushed under the weight of inevitability. I had no choice but to surrender. I signed the marriage certificate, barely aware of the consequences as my hand moved on its own.      

[Warning: Adult content 18+] "What, I have received two SSS-Ranked skills? Tower, show me" [Skill Name: Divine Pervert Touch] [Skill Name: 10,000 Ways of Pleasure Manual] "Oh my god, I am going to have so much fun on this mission. --- Kent was a handsome human male who for some reason, couldn't get his d*ck up nor was he able to feel pleasure. He lived his entire life as an adult movie director. Then he was killed and his soul was sucked into the realm of Hatred and Resentment. It was then everything changed for him. he received a Celestial Grade Inheritance Tower which granted him access to an Overpower Harem System. He also received a goodly body with a full 9 inches divine rod. But that wasn't for free... He was assigned a mission to kill the god of alchemy by the goddess of hatred and resentment. Of course, for his first challenge, he must make the goddess his first harem member. After a whole year of sex and pleasure, he got his wish. Then he was sent to start his journey as a cultivator with a haram system and with two SSS-Ranked skills. With Women waiting for his rescue and a goddess who grants his every wish, watch as Kent takes on the world of Alchemy and swordsmanship while also working his way into the souls of beauties regardless of their race. A journey full of blood, pain, and Pleasure... ============ No NTR No Yuri

Kat grumbled a little before reluctantly quieting down, allowing Lucian speak. He continued, his eyes locking onto hers. "The second thing the mark does is tie your fate to the Kelpie's. I injured it badly. stabbed it in the back and it's neck. If it dies because of those wounds, you will die too." She felt a cold shock wash over her. "What? That's insane! Why would I die if it dies?" "The mark it put on you," Lucian explained, his hands never stopping their motion with the pen. "As the Kelpie suffers, so will you. It's dying now, and if it succumbs to its injuries, you'll follow soon after." "Wow, Katherine, way to go. You really outdid yourself," Kat muttered to herself, taking a deep breath. "Seeing a wet horse despite the dry weather wasn't enough for you to think something was wrong." "You saw it wet?" Lucian asked, his eyebrows frowning slightly. "Huh?... Yeah, is something wrong with that?" Kat asked, wondering why the horse being wet was more important to him at the moment than her dying. Lucian didn't say anything but just stared at the girl in front of him. 'There is something more to her, I just can't tell what it is' he thought. To further confirm his suspicion, he moved closer to Kat, closing the distance between them. He reached for the shoulder of her dress and pulled it down. The sudden action startled Kat. She exclaimed, "What do you think you are doing, pervert? Get away from me!" She tried hitting him, but she barely had the strength to sit up, let alone push him away. Lucain paused, staring at her bare shoulder. Kat followed his gaze and gasped. "What is that?" she asked, her voice trembling. On her shoulder was a strange mark, like a tattoo of a hoof print with foreign writing within it. Lucain hummed thoughtfully, his expression still impassive. 'As I thought, she shouldn't be able to see it, but she can. That's unusual for a human.' Kat frantically tried to wipe the mark off. "Why won't it come off?" "That's the Kelpie's mark," He pointed out, his tone remained indifferent. Panic surged through Kat. She hadn't just narrowly escaped death; it was now chasing her, bound to her by an invisible tether. "Is there any way to break the bond...mark whatever it is? I don't want to die," she asked desperately, her eyes searching Lucian's for any sign of hope. Lucian's expression stayed the same. "I don't intend to let you die so soon," he said. "We can replace the Kelpie's bond with another bond." Kat clung to this glimmer of hope. "How do we do that?" she asked, leaning forward, eager for a solution. "It requires a new bond, a stronger one that can override the Kelpie's," Lucian explained, his demeanor calm and composed. Before she could ask what he meant, Lucian reached out and gently pecked her on the forehead. Kat froze, completely caught off guard by the unexpected action. The brief contact sent a jolt through her, and she barely had time to react before he pulled her into a gentle embrace, careful not to hurt her already pained body. Her mind raced, trying to process the sudden shift from their conversation to this intimate moment. The warmth of his embrace contrasted sharply with the cold fear that had gripped her moments before. She caught the scent of rosewood and felt his firm body against hers, making her heart skip a beat. "What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice shaky. Kat's heart pounded in her chest. She felt Lucian's face bury itself in the crook of her neck, his breath warm against her skin. His grip on her waist tightened slightly. She winced as she felt a sharp pain. Lucian's fangs sank into her neck, causing her to gasp and grip his shoulder, her fingers digging into his shoulder.... **** disclaimer: cover not mine.

After reincarnating multiple times over several centuries, Klaus has finally returned 50 years into the apocalypse that descended on Earth, bringing with it the infamous spiritual Qi. He is a paragon, a being so powerful that the heavens want nothing more than to kill him. He doesn’t play by the rules, and he most certainly doesn’t care what the heavens think. He just wanted to live his life, make money, and keep a smile on his mother’s face. However, when memories of his past incarnations began to resurface, he was forced to resume the life of a paragon once more. Maybe for the last time. Read along as we explore the amazing and twisted lives he has lived and how they will shape his current incarnation as Klaus Hanson, the Last Paragon. ==================== 50 Power Stones = 1 Bonus Chapters 100 Power Stones = 2 Bonus Chapters 200 Power Stones = 3 Bonus Chapters 500 Power Stones = 4 Bonus Chapters

The story is about a traveller named Gilgamel from Earth who was born into a noble family. However, he ran away from home after years of mistreatment from other family members. During his escape, he met a travelling female fortune teller who guided him into the world of magic. Thanks to her, Gilgamel became a wizard and acquired a magical book that bestowed upon him various abilities, including the ability to recognize everything in the world. From that point on, Gilgamel's adventure in the realm of magic commenced.

[ADULT CONTENT WARNING!!!] [Op MC: Yes] [Harem: Yes] Karsha, a general in the United States Army, was a loving father and husband who was accused of killing his wife and two children. As a result, he was sentenced to death. However, his life took a turn when a sinister being transmigrated his soul to a world of cultivation. He awakened as a slave and slowly rose through the ranks thanks to a strange system with its own agenda. He began walking the path of cultivation and immortality, which will soon drive him into a conspiracy so grand that his understanding of who he was, who he is, and who he is to become will be put into question. =============================== 50 Power Stones: 1 Extra Chapter 100 Power Stones: 2 Extra Chapter 200 Power Stones: 4 Extra Chapter =============================== Other Names: The Last Fateless and the Seed of Time

Orphaned in the old world after taking care of his irresponsible and sick mother for years on end, Kyle finds his life turned upside down. His already dim world turns even gloomier and coupled with his trauma from losing her, Kyle felt like he had lost his purpose in life. Living day by day, akin to a soulless puppet, he struggled to keep his suicidal thoughts in check, all whilst trying to make ends meet as a cabbie. During those dark times, Kyle slowly begins to find solace in the world of music and movies. Even though it had always been there, it truly became something as a bloodline of sorts for him because, individually, both pieces of media, transported him to another world, one where he could feel happy, if even for a fleeting moment. And, as if the universe wanted even more for him, Kyle met some lovely old people, all of whom treated him as the son they never had, making him feel like he had a family after so long. This eventually, helped him let go of his trauma and turned him into the lovely soul he was always meant to be. But as fate would have it, these same people, wanted for Kyle to pursue his dreams because they saw the potential for greatness in him and the wonderous things he could go on to do, even if Kyle himself was oblivious to it. So, in an effort to make his dreams come true, they ended up gifting him a brand new chance, one that Kyle himself would only go on to realize after his untimely death in a fatal car accident. Now awake in the new world, still orphaned but with a brighter perspective on life, Kyle, armed with a System, another gift from his loved ones in the previous world, decides to take the chance to pursue his dreams of being a star, one that he was unable to pursue in his previous life due to his lack of talent. This is the story of a man who will go on to become the most versatile and renowned superstar all over the world... and it starts, just as he takes his first step into the cutthroat world of fame and fortune by registering for the popular singing reality TV competition, 'Rising Voices'. Known to be a fiercely competitive TV show, Kyle will meet with top contestants from around the world, go up against them, level up and become better, and ultimately, battle with them for the number one spot in the show as a dark horse! --- |AUTHOR NOTE| Just wanted to make it clear, that the singing competition which will be the first arc of the novel, will end around the late twenty-ish or early thirty-ish chapters. After that, you can expect so much more from the story so look forward to it! Also, although the setting is in a parallel world, all the songs, scripts and movies (although I will draw inspiration here and there), will be originals penned by yours truly (-‿◦).

When Imperial Grandson Liu Zhao chose his future wife, with a wave of his pen, he circled Gu Jiu’s name. He said resolutely, “I want her!” With a decree, the emperor bestowed marriage. One after another, everyone dropped by to congratulate Gu Jiu. Sure enough, it was her dumb luck to marry the Imperial Grandson. Facing everyone’s blessings, Gu Jiu smiled on the surface, but in her heart, she was cursing fiercely. In her lifetime, the luckiest thing that happened to Gu Jiu was to die of illness but unexpectedly traverse to the ancient times and live a second time. And the most unfortunate thing that happened to her was meeting the Imperial Grandson, Liu Zhao. — It was rumoured that Imperial Grandson Liu Zhao was graceful, elegant, gentle, refined, humble, polite, and courteous. Gu Jiu: Hehe! The world was blind. That man was obviously two-faced, cunning, deceitful, and treacherous, with the ambition of wild wolves and a great villain. He was like the tyrannical male lead who is written by the screenwriter to die in the finale, but fans still feel distressed for him. — It was rumoured that the Gu family’s second daughter, Gu Jiu, was soft, gentle, virtuous, frail, and tender. Liu Zhao: What? Gentle, virtuous, frail, and tender are all fake. That woman was obviously aojiao, selfish, bad-tempered, and narrow-minded—a little foodie with a soft and delicate body that wasn’t easy to push over. — The first time they met: When Liu Zhao tried to misbehave with Gu Jiu, her mind came up with 108 ways of murdering him. Gu Jiu defended herself, pointing at Liu Zhao and saying, “You won’t do!” Pfft! Liu Zhao was completely defeated. — The second time they met: Gu Jiu fell into the lake. Liu Zhao heroically rescued the beauty. Gu Jiu slapped the back of his hand, “Spoiling my good deeds!” Liu Zhao was completely defeated once again. — At last, there came a day when Liu Zhao married Gu Jiu back home. The little foodie with a soft and delicate body that wasn’t easy to push over was finally locked up in his embrace. He said lovingly, “Wife, it’s not early. Let’s enter the bridal chamber, ba.” Gu Jiu smiled bashfully, “Husband, my body is uncomfortable. I’m afraid we cannot enter the bridal chamber tonight.” Pfft! Liu Zhao once again suffered 10,000 points of injury.

April 4th. The apocalypse descended, mountains and rivers shattered, and the human world turned into purgatory. April 5th. "Brother Wang Tao, before I die, I ask you for a favor, please take care of my wife..." April 7th. Wang Tao unexpectedly discovered that he could not only see the HP bars of living creatures but also that the creatures he killed would drop loot! "Rest in peace, Big Brother. I will definitely take good care of your wife!"

Li Huowang found himself teetering on the edge of reality, ensnared in a perplexing quandary. Was he languishing in the sterile confines of a hospital room, or was he ensnared in a cultivation world where survival was a daily gamble? The lines between the tangible and the imagined blurred, with each realm asserting its authenticity while dismissing the other as mere figments of illusion. Embark on an odyssey with Li Huowang as he navigates through this enigmatic existence. Delve into a universe where the arcane arts of cultivators intertwine with the unspeakable terrors that lurk in the shadows. In this world, existence itself is a precarious balance. Original Synopsis: The Bizarre Path to the Heavens, 'Dao', a narrative woven with the surreal tapestry of Deities and Immortals. But what is truth, and what is mere fantasy? Amidst the maelstrom of his own harrowing ailment, Li Huowang grapples with discerning the real from the unreal. Yet, it is not just the enigma of these otherworldly beings that clouds his judgment; it is the specter of his own affliction, a malady that threatens to unravel the very fabric of his being. He is sick, very seriously ill......

—¿Quién te tocó? —preguntó él, su mirada sombría bajando hacia ella y cuando no respondió, su voz retumbó en la habitación—. ¿QUIÉN? —El mayordomo que estaba cerca de la pared habló temblorosamente: — Señor, fue el señor Reverale —la cara de Damien se tornó agria, su mandíbula marcándose en ira giró su rostro hacia el lado donde el mayordomo estaba detrás. —Tráiganme al hombre. —¿A-ahora? —tartamudeó el mayordomo—. Era la hora de la noche. Damien, que no había roto el contacto visual con la chica frente a él, empujó su mano contra la pared que ahora descansaba al lado de la cabeza de su hermosa chica. Girando su cuerpo, primero miró a su mayordomo que tenía la cabeza inclinada. Con gran coraje, el mayordomo alzó la vista para encontrarse con los ojos de su Amo: — ¿Tiene usted algún otro momento mejor? ¿O debería ser después de que le tuerza el cuello? —Damien preguntó con calma inclinando su cabeza—. No un segundo después, el mayordomo salió corriendo de la habitación para volver con el señor Reverale después de veinte minutos. —Damien, ¿vamos a tener una fiesta del té nocturna? —El señor Reverale vino a saludar pero el amo de la casa tenía otros planes—. Al ver el cuchillo que estaba clavado en la manzana sobre la mesa, lo alcanzó para sacarlo. Justo cuando el señor Reverale iba a intercambiar un apretón de manos con él, Damien tomó su mano para colocarla sobre la mesa. En un movimiento rápido como si estuviese cortando cebollas, cortó los cuatro dedos de la mano del hombre, haciéndole chillar y llorar de dolor. —Nadie toca lo que es mío. Estoy seguro de que esto te lo recordará la próxima vez que incluso pienses en tocarla —suspiró Damien como si estuviera cansado de decirle a la gente que mantuviera sus sucias manos lejos de sus pertenencias. Conozca a Damien Quinn, un vampiro de sangre pura que es un narcisista completo, brusco con sus palabras y tacaño a pesar de ser rico que regateó cuando compró una esclava del mercado negro. Por otro lado, conozca a Penélope que cree que es una 'invitada' por unos días en la casa de los Quinn ya que está decidida a escapar del extraño vampiro que necesita terapia. ~ Discord: https://discord.gg/K63uVqN

"You know what a good girl would have done? A good girl would have stayed home instead of sneaking out of her father's compound just to get a man to fuck her. A good girl wouldn't have stabbed a man like me with a pen. And most of all, a good girl wouldn't be turned on by holding a gun to a man's chest." I lean closer to her. "You're no good girl, Ivanna." "You… you're wrong." "Go on then. Come on. Pull the trigger." *** My name is Ivanna. I am the daughter of Misha Sidorov, the head of the Krasnoyarsk Bratva. I have just graduated and I’m about to go to college. My life is perfect until Sergio Sakharov comes into the picture. He is the darkness itself. He reigns over the entire Sakharov family and by extension, the Dvina River Vory Bratva. His word is law, and his desire is absolute. Everything changes in a split second when he steals me away and holds prisoner in Tyva, a bride for his only heir. But Sergio doesn’t take no for an answer. He always gets whatever he wants and against all reason, he claims me for himself instead. He thinks I’m the perfect match for his desires and he is determined to keep me close, even if I fight him at every turn. Except, I’m no helpless pawn. I’m not innocent. I have tasted his dark side, and I want more. The don himself, the man they call the Volkov of Dvina River appeals to me in the most sinful of ways. His wickedness draws me in, and when he decides that he wants me, I’m helpless. I can’t resist him, even if it means giving myself to him. He may think he has power over me and can control me every step of the way, but I’m about to show him who the real boss is.

In a world where magic thrives and mythical beasts lurk in the shadows, Tohgi Akura is born into the unforgiving southern district of Vandekar, a lawless land ruled by bandits and plagued by poverty. Despite his humble beginnings, Tohgi harbors an audacious dream: to achieve that dream he must become a Knight, a title synonymous with honor, power, and nobility. His raw talent rivals the elite, but his lack of noble heritage leaves him scorned by the privileged. Yet, Tohgi’s unwavering determination and resilience catch the attention of influential figures who see potential in the unrefined boy. With their assistance, Tohgi rises through the ranks, challenging a society built to keep people like him in the dirt. But ambition has its price. As Tohgi carves his path toward greatness, his defiance against the status quo ignites conflicts that spiral into devastating wars. In his quest to protect those he loves and what he stands for, Tohgi must grapple with the weight of his choices and the sacrifices demanded by his legacy. Will Tohgi Akura go down in history as a hero, a tyrant or just another man. His story is one of ambition, loyalty, and the unrelenting cost of dreams. Do not hesitate to comment your thoughts at any point in the story, it would bring me great joy to be able to interact with readers of my work. I hope to see you on the other side. PS: Bold text indicates the use of magic, parenthesis () indicates thought. Thank you! Enjoy! :)

Tags: [Progression] [Litrpg] [Modern Fantasy] [SCP Inspired] The GRA classifies him as File #666, an anomaly locked away and monitored under the highest security, along with many other system-"blessed" humans, and monsters from other worlds. Nathan is no ordinary detainee. Within him lies a Gate, a link to realms of untamed power and cosmic terror. These aren’t just alternate dimensions—they’re living entities, each realm a source of unimaginable strength and unspeakable horrors. With every forced descent into these hostile realms, Nathan edges closer to a power that might burn him alive...or rebirth him as something the GRA can’t contain. The question isn’t if he’ll survive. It’s what he’ll become when he comes out of these dimensions. +++ I am writing this due to people's request. Shit starts getting picked up by around 25 - 30.

[Rewinding] In a world where each moment hangs by a thread and every second could be her last, Juno Luminara has discovered a horrifying gift—the ability to manipulate the fabric of time. But what seems like salvation is a double-edged curse, bringing her to her own deaths. Each death is real, leaving her scarred with the knowledge of lives unlived and choices unmade. Only she remembers every brutal ending, every gruesome failure. And with every use of her power, the weight of reality presses harder, like an unseen force that’s waiting to crush her under its clockwork inevitability. The realms teeters on the edge of collapse, threatened by the encroaching Void, a force of pure entropy devouring space, time, and sanity itself. Its monstrous rifts open without warning, twisting streets into nightmares where creatures born from forgotten futures stalk anyone unlucky enough to wander too close. Chosen as the Timekeeper, Juno is forced into a deadly game of survival, where one mistake can spiral into endless loops of despair. But she’s not just running from monsters—there are those who know what she can do, and they will stop at nothing to steal her power, even if it means trapping her in an eternal rewind. As she- [System overload] [REDACTED] [Time Skip Initializing] disappears into realms and timelines. With every use of her ability, Juno inches closer to madness, questioning how many times she can watch herself die before she loses what little humanity she has left. Time is both a lifeline and a labyrinth, and the deeper she goes, the harder it becomes to tell what’s real. As the Void tightens its grip on reality, Juno must untangle the twisted threads of fate, confront enigmatic enemies who bend time as easily as she does, and unlock the secrets of her own existence—before her mind fractures, and she becomes just another forgotten anomaly in the collapsing timeline. Her only weapons are her ingenuity, grit, and a system that responds to her every action but reveals as much danger as it does opportunity. One wrong move can doom an entire future; one right step can rewrite reality itself. Every ally is a potential betrayer. Every enemy hides a clue. And in the end, Juno’s biggest enemy may be time itself. "This timekeeper... How much longer do you think you can run from fate? Do you really believe you can cheat death forever?" [System failing...] [Reality restart commencing] With the fabric of existence unraveling, Juno must decide: will she surrender to inevitability, or break free from the cycle to forge her own future? The clock is ticking. And she’s running out of time.

Most people don't choose reincarnation. Reincarnation finds their way to them. Perhaps they did something great in their life. Or maybe truck-sama wasn't looking where it was going. But without fail, those who reincarnate are destined for something great. A new life where everything changes for the better. But... Reincarnation isn't always the greatest thing. Sometimes you just draw the short end of the stick. Di Tou just happens to have drawn the shortest stick. Pulled out of his life randomly. Taken by a crazy old eccentric man not as a disciple, but as a body double?! And a janitor body double no less?! Grasping a system to find... It's a JANITOR SYSTEM!? Truly, how unlucky can one get?

"Just 365 days with me," he murmured. "Pretend to be my wife, and I’ll help you destroy your ex. Oh, and there’s a bonus.” He leaned in, his breath hot against her neck, sending shivers through her. “W—what bonus?” she stammered. “Good, hot sex,” he whispered, his teeth grazing her ear. “You get to be in my bed for a whole year, Sophie. Count yourself lucky. And I’ll make him regret ever calling you heavy, classless, and boring in bed. When I’m done with you, he won’t recognize the stunning woman in front of him—because you’ll be on every man’s wish list, including his.” When her husband’s betrayal shattered her, she didn’t expect salvation to come in the form of her dangerously charming boss—a man notorious for replacing women like a revolving door. His proposition was simple: one year as his fake wife, and in return, he’d help her get revenge on the man who humiliated her. The rules were clear: no emotions, no strings, just mutual gain. But as her boss transforms her into the ultimate temptation, and sparks she never anticipated begin to fly, her ex reappears, begging for another chance and unraveling shocking truths, she’s forced to make a life-altering decision.

Declan divorced his wife for cheating on him and making a fool of him. Heartbroken, she leaves town but after some years, she is back. Declan realizes that maybe he might have misunderstood some things years ago.

In a world bound by divine power and the unyielding rule of the Drakonhart empire, Dante Blackwell—an author—finds himself reincarnated into his own dark novel as Lucian Westwood the holy saint. Before he realizes he is trapped, it happens fourteen times over. doomed to regress forever, will Dante escape the prison written by his own pen? or will he, the creator, become a destroyer of his own creation. "I wouldn't be back here again, if there was no world left to get back to" Warning: This novel contains themes of parricide, filicide, deicide, nihilism, child abuse, suicide, and torture. However, it does not contain/humour any detailed scenarios involving children [ any murders/ executions/ sexually offensive crimes towards children of any age group below 16. ] And, it is not gore. note: this novel is tragic. Extra tags: #rebirth #highfantasy #graveborns #witches #nonhumans #summons #shadowmancers #bloodmages #royalfamily #wizards #mindcontrol #schemes #nobles #fantasyworld #curroption #manipulation #assassins #plottwists #waragainstggod #multipleleads

*Spawns into existence with an overpowered past* Walks in an elegant and dignified gait, takes a seat on a chair as if he was a sovereign and gazes down at you. "Hello, ladies~" I spoke in an enchanting yet overbearing tone, gazing at the ladies, who were dazed gazing up at me in a near-revering state. "And to you guys too" I mumbled in annoyance as my eyes landed on men. "Hey, can't you just remove men, except for me, from my world?" I asked _Eshwar_. (*_Eshwar_ choks on the drink he was drinking and glances away*) "Tsk, useless!" I cursed at him and glanced away, ignoring his menacing glare, that spoke volumes on his urge to erase me out of existence. "Him and I have spoken and we have come to an agreement on him telling you guys my opus, and heh, I will, of course, be the main focus, so ladies~~ You'll be seeing me soon~" I spoke to the ladies gazing up at me, while I continued to ignore the men in the crowd. Glancing to the side, my eyes fell on the men, who flinched at the ominous foreboding feeling that abruptly chruned their stomach, "You better keep your ladies safe...... since they'll be mine soon~~" I said with a smile that made men shudder while charming the women at the same time. My gaze swept over the crowd beneath, "Since the world I am to transmigrate into is overwhelmingly futuristic, there are many things to adventure about, so we have decided on, not dwelling too much on politics and other shit, but instead focus only on women and me~" I stated with an enchanting grin. *In a distinct chatter* "Oi, tell them the truth!!" _Eshwar_'s voice yelled at, from a distance..... "No wait, isn't he right? But a bit of politics should be good....." _Eshqar_'s mumbled whispers trickled my sensitive ears, but I didn't like the words that left his mouth. "Oi, we discussed not to include politics and shit like tha-" But it was already too late..... _Eshwar_'s pen wielding hand flitted across the plot filled sheets, as a subtle exclamation escaped his mouth, and at that, I could instantly tell that he was up to no good! "Oi-" "With a bit of politics!" He yelled from a distance, as a ghastly silence descended upon me and the crowd gazing up at me, while the men grinned mockingly and women tilted their heads to the side in such cuteness that I almost forgot the plight at hand. Afterall, when I narrated my opus, I stated repeatedly that I don't like politics! "You added politics?" I asked with a forced smile. "Mhm" _Eshwar_ nodded his head innocently. ".....politics?" "Yeah" "Ohyoumotherfu-" *with the distinct sounds of crashes, both of them fled from the scene* -- [AN's Promise] "Well, let's experience as many beautiful love stories as possible~" [A lovely bundle of fluffy love stories] -- AN: I don’t know who the artist of the cover is, but if you want me to remove it.... you can ask me to do so (T-T). Credits to the artist. (Honest thoughts: Goddamn the art is goooood!! of course, I have edited it to link my novel to it, but DAYAM!!) •••• Golden Tickets [+5] = +1 Chapters Golden Tickets [+10] = +2 Chapters Golden Tickets [+20] = +3 Chapters Golden Tickets [+50] = +4 Chapters Golden Tickets [+100] = +5 Chapters

Sylar Madstar is a 16-year-old teenage boy of British origins who lives in Baghdad, Iraq. He moved there after he converted to Islam and converted to Shiism. The story of his adventure begins after he showed kindness to an old man on the verge of death and obtained a magic pen with the ability to modify the statistics of reality, write and influence reality, which opens him up. The door to exciting and unlimited adventures and events

It is to be known, when a girl turns sixteen-: She is no more a girl! And, it is to be added, a man's greatest charm, is his rich earns and wit of standing out!! ***** ‘To, Miss Victoria Lancaster… My pen has sung, my writing has spoken… and I still remain a stranger! Or am I? My apologies for the wait, I stood by the riverside in Welsh lands, wondering why an imposter would impersonate my writings to you… Forgive me for calling him the word—I stand hurt, and hurt even more by this! From Prince Harry McVourse… with Love.' ***** Victoria Lancaster, fourth of the six Lancaster siblings, stands in the predicament of societal wants and her lone desire for love. Being introduced to society for the first time, and as the first daughter of her family to be introduced, she needs a successful first season. And a successful season for a lady means, securing a suitor and a husband! Concurrently, Harry McVourse, standing as Knight, seeks the same accomplishments as Victoria, but his situation is quite melodramatic! His mother, the third of King Charles' five wives—though each was married one after the other and divorced except for the last—seeks to have her two sons marry swiftly and bless her with a grandson. A grandson is not her will but a want from King Charles, demanded of his sons. This, indeed, is an all-queens' contest to see whose son shall deliver a grandson first. Knight, despite understanding the depth and urgency of the matter, knows that the partner must be his. An uncareful selection would lead to years of despair and pain! As of that matter, he depicts societal balls and celebrations as a confined showcase of hypocrisy and pretense. He needs see the eligible spinsters beyond societal confines, and that’s what leads him to stand as a night guard in the Lancasters' new London mansion. A coincidence? Therefore, with Victoria Lancaster being the definite spinster Knight becomes much engaged with, he gradually develops a desire for the girl. However, despite this desire, he is opposed by many admirers, especially his brother, Prince Edward McVourse, whose efforts cannot be overlooked, in addition to his half-brother, Prince William McVourse, a lad whose in future leaves Knight wrathful due to a certain impotent depiction. As a result, he delights in the idea of writing to Lady Lancaster every morning. An anonymous write! His intention being; to the least, stand out from the men in pursuit. However, without Knight’s knowledge, Victoria is slowly enjoying the curves and words in those writings. Each night, she dreads time to pass quickly, anticipating another writing to be brought to her. She becomes intrigued until she desires to know the man behind the writing. Additionally, her mother pressures her to stand firm on the choice of the man she is to choose—Lord Edward, Knight’s elder brother, who is said to possess two hundred thousand a year. The letters draw Victoria and Knight closer, but their budding connection faces significant challenges. Knight must navigate the rivalry with his brothers, particularly Edward and William, both competing for Victoria's hand, in addition to formally acquainting himself with the ladyship. Victoria, on the other hand, struggles to reconcile her growing feelings for the unknown writer with her mother's expectations and the societal norms of the time. What happens next? "In His Writing" is a novel set in the Victorian era, embracing themes of romance, mystery, and conflict, in addition to societal conflicts, identity, and desires. (DAILY UPDATES A WEEK.) I HOPE Y'ALL SHALL ENJOY. LIKE, COMMENT.

[ Gang War | The Series ] I screamed when he pushed me against the wall and raised my hands above my head, holding them tightly. "Who was the guy you were with yesterday, huh?" He asked, his voice low and dangerous. I could hear his teeth grinding as his jaw clenched. "Tell me!" He shouted, making me close my eyes in fear. "My classmate! He’s my classmate… Please, my hands… They hurt," I said, my voice trembling as tears welled up in my eyes. When he saw my tears, his expression softened. He let go of my hands and gently wiped my tears away. "Shhh. Shh, baby. I’m sorry. I’m sorry." I just sobbed and hugged him tightly. He stroked my back and kissed the top of my head. "Did I scare you?" He asked softly, still holding me in the same position. I shook my head in response. "Good. You should never be scared of me. You know I love you so much. I could never hurt you." I know. I know that. You could never hurt me. Not when you’re so obsessed with me.

Thomas Blackwood, a brilliant programmer, finds himself at the brink of death, consumed by a debilitating illness. Little does he know that his true journey is about to commence. The story revolves around a man who merges with his advanced AI companion, only to awaken in a mysterious realm. Here, he faces a series of trials set by a powerful entity, bequeathing upon him a unique inheritance. This gift grants him the ability to traverse diverse worlds, each offering unique experiences and challenges. But as he ventures deeper into this multiverse, he grapples with a haunting question: “Was that gift a blessing or a curse?” Thomas Blackwood's odyssey propels him through realms of enchanting magic and realms governed by relentless cultivation. He becomes a knight in one world and harnesses the dark arts of curses in another. "May the dice roll in your favor." **Author's Notes:** - I as the author have employed multiple pen names throughout my journey, including Chaos_Guide, TS Greed, and Slumbering Dragon. - This is a fantasy tale with a morally complex protagonist who does not shy away from embracing the darker aspects of his character. - The story commences in a world devoid of fantasy elements, gradually ascending through the ranks of worlds as the expansive universe unravels. - The narrative truly takes off with the onset of Volume 2, where the first fantasy world unfolds in all its grandeur. Tags: #Villain, #EvilMC, #MatureMC, #LonerMC, #AIChip, #StatusPanel, #Reincarnation, #NoRomance, #NoLovedOnes, #NoFriends, #Dragons, #WorldHopping, #MagicRealms, #Cultivation, #DarkArts, #EpicJourney

What would happen when the most handsome prince charming falls in love with a girl whose life has been sought after since before her birth. Would he succeeded in making her fall in love with him? Although powerful, would he be able to use his powers to save his love when her life was almost taken? Would he have to sacrifice for her life? For years he had loved her and finally he is hers. but would he be able to win her over or is her love for someone elseelse This book will be updated 8 chapters per month

Author: Lone Raut Synopsis: When I was alive, I was just another name on a serial killer's twisted list—who targeted mens of culture. Death should have been the end. But instead, I woke up in the dark, chaotic world of Saint's Odyssey, a fantasy novel I'd once read with disdain. This isn't just any story. It's a world where the so-called "hero," a two-faced hypocrite, uses his charm and manipulation to set off a chain of events that will destroy half the world. As fate would have it, I’ve been reborn into this world—not as some mighty warrior or divine savior, but as a nobody. No golden destiny. No god-given blessings. Just my wits, my will, and a grudge big enough to tear this narrative apart. The gods, the villains, the heroes—they think they hold the pen to fate. They think they control this story. Well, they’re wrong. This is my story now. And I won’t stop until I’ve rewritten every line. Watch as I shatter the hero’s image, unravel the gods' schemes, and conquer this world they thought was untouchable. Let them call me a villain—I’ll wear it like a crown. In a tale where every battle is a step toward conquest, and every betrayal is just another play in the game, one thing is clear: I didn’t choose this war, but I’m going to win it. Where the rules don’t matter, and the script is mine to flip.

[This is the reboot of Qaya: the tale of the singular duo] In a kingdom ruled by ruthless power and shrouded in secrets, Qaya finds herself entangled in the web of King Awin’s dark ambitions. As a skilled operative coerced into destroying innocent lives, she’s promised freedom in exchange for a final act of betrayal. But just when she begins to hope for her release, fate deals a fatal blow. Awakening in the body of Mahalia Heris—a noblewoman from a family once loyal to the very king she despises—Qaya is granted a second chance. As she navigates this unfamiliar world, haunted by the past and surrounded by those who believe she is someone else, she realizes the power of her new position. With her knowledge of Awin’s treachery and the resources of the Heris family, Qaya seizes this unexpected opportunity to right her wrongs, seek redemption, and ultimately bring down the man who once held her captive. But can she balance the pursuit of vengeance with the weight of her new identity? Or will the shadows of her past consume her once more?

I just ask her to go and hear the story but she makes a mess.