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After losing everything, Daron Lamb is consumed by grief and guilt, until he's recruited by the Special Magic Force, an elite unit protecting the balance between magical and non-magical worlds. Together, they uncover a secret organization determined to free the God of Chaos, a force sealed away to protect humanity. As Daron investigates, he uncovers a chilling link between the group and his tragic past. Driven by revenge, he joins forces with his new allies to stop them. But as the truth behind the organization’s motives begins to surface, Daron is forced to confront a disturbing possibility: freeing the God of Chaos, though orchestrated by his enemies, might not bring the destruction he's been led to believe. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Daron's gaze drifted downward to his chest. Below, the stark contrast of a faint blue light against his white skin caught his eye—a soft glow emanating from his own chest. It softly pulsed, a gentle luminescence that ebbed and flowed with the rhythm of his own heartbeat. Baffled, he just sat there for a few moments, observing. As his fingers touched the source of light, he was surprised to find that everything felt normal, as if it had always been this way. It was like nothing had changed at all. Daron's eyes widened in disbelief when he noticed a strange black liquid seeping into the wounds on his chest—a substance like ink, flowing from within him. It moved with purpose, filling the gaps left by the fat butcher and stanching the flow of blood that had painted his skin red. "By the gods," he gasped, the sight both unsettling and miraculous. The black liquid quickly solidified, forming scars as black as the night sky. His eyes remained fixed on the eerie scene, his breath steadying to a normal rhythm. He was a magician now… it felt strange. He didn't feel particularly different. Sure, a mysterious substance had just mended his broken skin, but other than that, he didn't feel like he could do anything… new, anything special. He stretched out his hand, trying to summon a sharp wind to cut down his shackles. Nothing happened. Next, a flame, to burn down his cell. Nothing happened. “Figures,” he said to himself. “Why would it be easy?” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For news and feedback, feel free to join the Vessel of Shadows Discord: https://discord.gg/dmCYCKNwx7

"To ascend unto all-sky, one of divine lineage must take the head of a God currently sat on the council of Gods." As the end of times descends upon the land of Avaricia, the future of the continent is thrust upon the shoulders of a young man, a demi-god, named Arteus Montfreed. With help from other demi-gods and races of divine lineage, can Arteus change the fate of the continent? "If the gods have abandoned the land then perhaps its time for a new hierarchy... 'New' Gods of Avaricia."

Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and narcissistic——- Cut! Cut! Cut! Take two, and do it over. Luo Huian was the most beautiful, strong and wisest immortal in the realm of peace and harmony. Her two fathers doted on her, and she had a generous supply of resources and pills. Her life was perfect. However, her perfect life came to an abrupt end when Luo Huian, an immortal whose responsibility was to bring peace to those who had reached their ends and had run out of faith—— Watched a man jump down a building. Because of her inflexible beliefs and sense of justice, she did not save the bully. Unfortunately, that man was the son of the heavens. The loss of his life brought infinite trouble in Luo Huian’s life and she was punished by the heavens. She was sent to the world of humans where she had to rescue at least five hundred people by saving their lives when they were at the end of their wits. For an immortal this was an easy job, right? Wrong. Her grandmother sent Luo Huian to a world where Gloom Rocks had wrecked chaos. Beasts and monsters were given birth to by the Gloom Rocks that sucked every ounce of happiness from humans. This world was dominated by hunters who could kill the beasts with the powers that they had awakened. And in this cutthroat world, Luo Huian got the short end of the stick. She woke up in the body of an F-class hunter! Dang it. If that wasn’t worse enough, the previous owner had confessed to her cousin-in-law and was kicked out of the family. Double frog in the hot crock. With not a single penny in her pocket Luo Huian goes out to complete her mission. But what would happen when Luo Huian who was an F-class hunter annihilated the Z-class Glooms and Hollows that even the S-class hunters could not? Watch her fend against the dangers and at the same time save the lives of people. But in this small mission, there is a small obstruction —— The three alluring temptations. *********** Resisting the temptation take 1: “MMPH,” Luo Huian pushed against the mer who had pushed her down on the bed while sitting on her waist. “Get off.” “I can’t,” answered Qi Yongrui as he took off his shirt. “Daddy Shun said that he is envious of Uncle Wang. He also wants to hold a grandchild. So, wife let's work hard tonight alright?” Luo Huian: Dear Heavens save me, I am a woman of no desire! **** Resisting the temptation take 2: “Do you think he is good looking?” Fan Meilin questioned the woman who stood next to him. Even though he was the one who won the race and the trophy, his wife was looking at the other mer. “Well yes,” Luo Huian, who was an appreciator of beauty, agreed at once. “Why are you asking this though?” Fan Meilin’s eyes flashed as he smiled at her and leaned in closer to her body as he whispered in her ear, “He might be good looking but I am a better driver. Not only on the track but also in bed, do you want to try darling?” Luo Huian: Resist the temptation! At all costs! I am an iron-hearted woman. ***** Resisting the temptation take 3: “Is this necessary?” Luo Huian questioned as she sat on the couch, watching the mer trace his fingers on her curves while she sat in nothing but modern swimwear. The mer nodded as he wrote on his small notepad, “I need to trace every inch of your skin to create my finest creation, so don’t move.” After he finished writing, he handed the notepad to Luo Huian, his fingers brushing against the curve of her bosom, waist and ——— Luo Huian: My virtue is at extreme risk! ** Fl who is trying to do everything to save her virtue from being taken as it would slow down her cultivation X Mls who are trying their best to snatch it from her. *********** Trigger warning: though the book is set in a comedic setting, there might be some uneasy topics that would discuss depression and loneliness. ***********

Nora is shattered a month before her wedding when she uncovers her fiancé's deceitful affair. As she manages this betrayal, she discovers a deep ploy to hinder her from claiming her rightful inheritance. Devastated but determined, Nora takes a daring step to regain control of her life. Enter Demetri 'The Demon' to those who know him, a formidable man barely known to her, who offers her protection and support in return for a contract marriage to satisfy him. In a twist of fate, Nora marries Demetri to claim her inheritance and fight those who plotted against her. But as she battles her own family and Demetri's many rivals, will she be able to keep from falling for the man known to crush people beneath his booted heel. Excerpt: She had forgotten that the man was intimidating and directly challenged him. Rather than speaking, Demetri rose from his seat and approached her deliberately. Although it was a mere few steps, time seemed to stretch for Nora. When he was almost within touching distance, his hand gently landed on her knee, moving it sideways. His touch moved with a hint of a caress, and he stepped between her open legs. Nora sat there in frozen silence, her eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Catching her chin between his fingers, he tilted her face upwards and spoke unhurriedly," You are my wife." She nodded her head slowly in affirmation while his thumb slowly traced her lip. "I have given you time to gather your emotions." Another nod. Nora's nervousness made her lick her lips, acutely aware of his intense gaze fixed upon them. "Your reason for the marriage was to secure your inheritance and get away from under your mother's thumb." "Yes..." Nora whispered in confusion. Her confusion was not about his statement but about the bewildering sensations coursing through her. What was happening with her? "It's time for you to fulfil your end of the contract, yes?" He continued. "Yes," Nora whispered breathlessly. Why was she breathless? Had the oxygen level in the house dropped? Was the air suddenly thinning? Abruptly, his hand left her face, and she watched as he drew closer. It was then that Nora comprehended what was unfolding. All those tantalizing, heart-pounding kisses she had read about in novels were about to possibly become her reality. But the anticipated kiss didn't happen. Instead, he paused near her and commanded, "Kiss me."

Ignatius Thorn felt his life slipping away as he stared at his screen, the game he had invested so much in finally booting up. Drawn into its digital depths, Ignatius sat alongside the character he had purchased that day. At first, his fantasy life seemed perfect—until disaster struck. With the world's fate hanging in the balance, Ignatius must harness his newfound strength to prevent total annihilation.

"Sword Cultivators may die standing, but they shall never live on their knees!" Xie Xuanyi fell into the Northern Sea, yet, under the nourishment of the "Undying Spring," he unexpectedly welcomed a second life. Chronic ailments had faded, and new flames reignited. A single ember can set the fields ablaze. Enchantresses, Sword Immortals, Buddhist disciples... A multitude of demons danced chaotically as a great tide approached, heralding another golden age! In his previous life, his body was frail; in this life, he would refine his body with golden vital energy, achieving indestructible, crystal-clear Vajra bones! If the three hundred flying swords of the past were all broken, then he would forge an entire Sword Qi Cave Heaven! "Talismans, formation patterns, Daoist techniques—I only know so much—" Xie Xuanyi sat alone within a great array, with his former long sword placed across his knees. "Who says the path realized by Sword Cultivators can only be the Sword Dao?"

【Single female lead or no female lead, don't read if you mind this】 【Infinite flow of intelligence】+【Whimsical tales】+【Word games】+【Joker People Literature】 Core of the power system: Text composition↓ A piece of "rock", a sheet of "skin", forms the character charm, "broken", which can shatter thousands of things. 【Scene Display】: When encountering a zombie, you just need to carry rice and scatter it. "Corpse" plus "rice" transform into a large mosaic, instantly turning the enemy into nothingness. *The instances involve 【Animal park rules tales】【Prison mirror】【Logic people】… —————————— "Is it time to delve into instances and uncover more monster tales?" Author Yu Liang, still groggy, sat at the computer, stretched, and casually drafted a leave application. 【Slacker Note】 My nephew is born. I am taking a day off^_^

Zhou Dao transmigrated to a world where demons rampaged and Daoist laws ruled. His sect was in straitened circumstances, and their property was on the brink of being demolished. Desperate, Zhou Dao had his eyes fixed on the coffin of the sect’s Grandmaster and decided to do something with it. A voice rang, “D*mn! You are actually plotting to steal my skull. With your attitude, Sunset Mountain has a chance of reaching its heyday again!” On that very night, the corpse of the Grandmaster moved! Moving forward, Zhou Dao would receive rewards whenever he offered up demonic beasts as sacrifices to the Grandmaster. He offered up a 1000-year zombie as a sacrifice and received the Indestructible Body of Demon Refining. He offered up a nine-tailed demon fox as a sacrifice and received a Fox Girl Puppet. He offered up a demon turtle from the Eastern Sea as a sacrifice and received a high-power muscle massage gun. … For eons, countless Daoist members meditated on The Yellow Court Classic. For years to come, Zhou Dao harvested countless demonic beasts with no intention of burying them. Many years later, in the same Daoist temple, Zhou Dao sat at the front door as he bore witness to the joy and the sorrow of all creations. He had seen birth, illness, death, and all sorts of bizarre phenomena. He put on a crooked grin as he said, “I offer up the heavens and the earth as a sacrifice.”

Volume 1- A painful death, all due to a misunderstanding. Julian sat there, hopeless. His death was imminent. Slowly, it all went black. "I'm... alive?" To Julian's surprise, he was not exactly dead. - Volume 2- The classroom was filled with incoherent chatter and babble, a combination of all the conversations mixed together, coming into a single ear. "Settle down, class! A former student is returning!" The normally loud classroom began to lower there voices, all shocked by the sudden and random information. No one was informed about this besides the teachers. The whispers and faint conversations continued. Creak... The door pushed open. A familiar face stepped into the classroom.

After the Mi Shen family suffered a tragedy, they were immediately set upon. Thereafter, like a tiger sprouting wings, a fish finding water, Mi the Overlord roamed freely in Nuancheng, and not a soul dared to utter a peep— "Fourth Young Master, the fifth young miss has hospitalized the city lord's daughter with a beating." Someone sat at the office desk without even lifting an eyelid, "Tell Leng Ying to prepare a gift and send it to the city lord's manor." "Fourth Young Master, the fifth young miss got into a fight... luckily there were no casualties..." That person sipped tea leisurely, "Tell Leng Ying to smooth things over... and bring some extra hands." "Fourth Young Master... the fifth young miss has run away!" That person finally deigned to lift his eyelids, "Run away?" The subordinate trembled, "With Leng Ying..." Grinding his teeth, the person snarled, "Catch, her, back!"

His gaze slowly drifted up to her knees, and then her thighs. The soft white skin-it all looked so smooth. She watched him, marveling at how he seemed to memorize every detail of her. It made her feel so warm inside, to know that the sight of her body captivated his attention so much. When his gaze fell upon her pussy, he was taken aback. He cocked his head and met her gaze. She suddenly got self-conscious and sat up. "What? Is there something wrong?" He was staring at her bush, or more precisely. the lack thereof! There was no hair on her mons, just a thin strip of dark curly hair that started just above the hood of her clit, went up three inches, and stopped. He was totally confused. He had never seen any woman that had just a thin strip of hair down there. It was either all over and thick; or, if they were very young, not there yet, or just some fuzz. His head was cocked at an angle and his ears were fully forward, his forehead wrinkled as he tried to figure out why it looked the way it did. She saw his expression was one of confusion, not disgust as she had feared. She relaxed a little.

Julie Thompson just moved into the suburban town to live with her aunt's family and hopes to not have or make any friends at all because she disliked people but maybe liking just one won't hurt. She falls for Uche, her cousin brother's best friend, without even knowing. Follow Julie through her first attempt at love. ... I watched him as he stood there, leaning on the bridge's railing and eating ice cream. The breeze wasn't disturbing his hair today because he had parked it all backwards, he looked cute, I smiled drawing in some breath, satisfied with how today was going. "What?" I heard him ask taking me off my thoughts. "Huh?" "You were smiling." "Oh. I was...." "Can I kiss you?" He asked looking at my lips. "Here?" I asked now, my heart beating hard against my chest, our first kiss could happen now. "Yeah?" He nodded, I could see his Adam's apple go up and down as he swallowed, I bit my lips, nervously. I smiled approvingly, almost getting up from the bench where I sat. "No sit." He said coming closer to sit next to me. The bench was quite small so we were so close to each other. He leaned in and I could smell him more the closer he got to my face. His lips were now inches away from mine and the moment they touched I closed my eyes, I didn't know why but I did. He didn't put his tongue in my mouth, it was as simple as it could get, just a warm kiss and I as glad he didn't. When he lips left mine, I opened my eyes licking my lips. He was smiling, I hadn't yet told him how much I loved his smile. "You lied." I told him. "About what?" He stopped smiling. "You said you were a bad kisser." He laughed now with his teeth showing, those beautiful set. Read more... #genka3na

Please Kieran, it's hard dealing with your loss but every night you come to my dream and give me false hope that you are coming back and when I wake up, you won't be there. I know that you are trying to comfort me but I would really appreciate it if you stop coming to my dreams, I want to heal Kieran. We will be having our son soon and I want to be here to look after him, to protect him. I know I will never get over you but I need to stop believing in non-existence miracles."  Hearing all she had to say, Kieran only leaned over and kissed her softly on the lips, when he sat back up, he looked deep into her eyes, "did that feel like a dream, or perhaps this?" he elongated his fangs and leaned to her neck, sinking his fangs on his mark to renew and strengthen the bond.  —————————— After Prince Kieran’s death, Rylee is forced to flee with her friends to protect her unborn child, the key to the demon throne. But dark forces, including a vengeful masked figure and powerful witches, will stop at nothing to claim the throne by killing her. As Kieran struggles to remember who he is in the afterlife, Rylee’s life hangs in the balance. Sacrifices are made, and Rylee’s shocking death sparks a battle that threatens to destroy everything. Will Rylee and Kieran finally get their happy ending, or will destiny tear them apart forever? Spoiler: Male lead dies in first volume Female lead dies in the second volume Don’t You Want to Figure out how? #reincarnation #vampire #demon #werewolf #human #witches Volume 1: Mated To The Dark Prince Volume 2:Return and Revenge Volume 3:Prince Ryan’s Story

"In a world of shadows, I am the darkness they fear." In the shadowy realm of international espionage and contract killing, Michael was a legend. His deadly precision and a flawless track record had made him the stuff of nightmares in the underworld. However, his life underwent a complete transformation during his latest assignment. As Michael pulled the trigger, a mysterious, otherworldly light enveloped him, and he suddenly found himself in a different realm, inhabiting a foreign body equipped with a system. To survive in this treacherous new land, Michael had to embrace his inner alpha predator, for the system embedded within him was none other than the aptly named "Badass System." This system rewarded him with "badass points" whenever he displayed acts of sheer badassery. Yet, Michael soon realized that every twist and turn in his path was no accident; a grand design was at play, woven by higher beings with ulterior motives. In any compelling story, the quality of its villains is crucial. Thus, the question arises: who are the antagonists that will challenge our deadliest assassin? Will Michael overcome these intricate schemes to emerge victorious? Can he unravel the secrets concealed within the Badass System? Jump right into the book and you will not be disappointed...It's a guarantee... Anti Hero with a Symbiote System: https://www.webnovel.com/book/anti-hero-with-a-symbiote-system_23401860706535005 Dictator with a Badass System: https://www.webnovel.com/book/dictator-with-a-badass-system_24476949205615505 discord link: https://discord.gg/xWacJDwazf Join my wonderful circle and be part of the book!!! Schedule : Everyday 2 Chapters on Mon, Tue, Friday, Sunday 1 Chapter on Wed, Thu, Sat

Hao Ren was born in another world and has lived for over twenty-two years being nothing but a definition of the word, average. After a high school reunion, the young man sat down on the beach shore, and mumbled to the sky, "God of Novels, you are unfair. I spent forty years of my life doing nothing but reading books and stories written by others. I worked hard to manifest this rebirth, and yet you did not bless me with anything. Why?" A voice echoed in his mind, "Host, you have the Omnipotent Husband System." Hao Ren scoffed and scolded the system, "What is the use of having you when you are not even active? Are you shitting with me, you bastard?!" The system replied, "Host the condition for activating the system is to get married." Hao Ren could not handle it anymore and cried out loud as he complained about this condition. He was not good-looking, and neither was he wealthy, who was going to marry him? Tired, he spent the on the beach. When he was returning home, he passed by the marriage registering center. He sighed for his fate but suddenly, a beautiful lady asked him, "Hey, do you have any identity card on you?" Hao Ren nodded in a daze, and the lady dragged him inside the office. The young man was yet to register what happened to him when an automated voice sounded, "Host, congratulations on getting married. Omnipotent Husband System is now activated." ... Years later, Hao Ren became an entity many people wished to meet. However, Hao Ren never stayed outside, to everything he had one reply, "I have to go home and cook for my wife." Would you like to know his journey from an average to an over-achieving person standing at the apex of power and prestige? ... Author's Note: If you guys wish to discuss the book with your co-readers, or have suggestions for me on how to improve the story, you can reach me out on discord. Discord: chasing_dream06

[The System is assimilating Earth with the rest of the vast Universe.] [Congratulations! You are one of the 11 Chosen individuals out of 7.8 billion for the Alpha Program.] [As one of the 11 chosen members of the Alpha Program, you will be among the first from your planet to embark on the Trial Program.] [When the Trial Program concludes, Earth's assimilation with the Universe will commence. Your mission is to survive, overcome the dangers, and grow stronger. Best of luck to you.] ------------------------------------- Book Cover: Dall-E Generated Art, based on a scene in Volume 3. -------------------------------------- Hi there! I’m MN, the Author of the OMNOS REDUX Series, a story that spans 4 Mega Books (~750 Chs), with each having two or more Sub-Books (~250 Chs). The adventure begins with "EARTH’s ALPHA PRIME," the first step in a journey that has seen me grow as an author along the way. In my books, you’ll find interesting abilities, a well-designed system, consistent LitRPG elements, and well-thought-out fight sequences. If you enjoy stories that combine survival, world-building, LitRPG elements, OP MC and a fresh take on the System, then this series is for you. By joining me on PATRE0N, other than the weeks ahead of ADVANCED CHAPTERS, you have the exciting opportunity to customize various aspects of the series, including, MINOR/MAJOR Equipment, Skills, MINOR/MAJOR Monsters and RUDIMENTARY/MINOR/MAJOR Characters. You can make a ONE_TIME purchase for this in the shop section. Your support helps me bring these stories to life and share them with readers everywhere. Thank you for considering joining me. I’m excited to share the OMNOS REDUX Series with you! Any support is highly appreciated and will allow me to keep updating the story! - Note that the 'Charge Up Front' is enabled. Meaning, PATR0NS are charged upfront and then on the first of every following month. Alright then, Cheers! Happy Reading! ----------------------------------- Chapter Release Rate: 4 Chs/Week.  [Mon, Wed, Fri & Sat] @ 23:30 [GMT+8] Discord Server: https://discord.gg/EmqX6fh9cV ----------------------------------- my plan for  EARTH’s ALPHA PRIME (Book 1 of OMNOS REDUX Series[ORS]) {~ Estimated around 750 Chapters} - Total  Volumes: 6 Volume 1: Survival Arc (Completed) {Ch.1 to Ch.129} Volume 2: Tournament Arc (Completed) {Ch.130 to Ch.234} Volume 3: Obelisk Acquisition Arc {~ Estimated around 125 Chapters} Volume 4: Earth Assimilation Arc {~ Estimated around 125 Chapters} Volume 5: Universe Expedition Arc  {~ Estimated around 125 Chapters} Volume 6: Annihilator Arc  {~ Estimated around 125 Chapters} End of the [ORS] Book 1 --------------------------------------------------

R-18 Sylvester Jackson a mafia boss fell in love with a prostitute, soon realize she was a virgin. AT THE PLEASURE HOUSE. "So do you have my money, because I don't do honey without money. "Annie said as she sat on the man's lap. "Woman, don't you want your money cause if I were you, I wouldn't be wasting time because this is a rare opportunity for you so satisfied me and I'll reward you handsomely." oh man I got to get away from this drunker take a deep breathe Annie and do what you do best. Annie was drifted out of her thought by Syl. he rip her blouse off and lay her on the bed and begin to kiss her, Annie struggle for some time but give in later she couldn't resist those sweet lips and so she wrap her hands around his neck and kiss him back as his hand play with her breast she let out a moan he when down to her breast and begin to suck it while his left hand play with it at every touch and kiss she let out a sweet moan never in her life she thought this day will come and knowing it's with a stranger she didn't care he when and unzip her pants and slowly roll it down and on later her undies, exposing her flower he bend his head down and begin to suck it Annie felt embarrass but man this feels good to her. read to find out more.

Lexi sat on the floor, tears streaming down her face. Noah quietly entered the room and walked over to her. Without a word, he pulled her into a gentle hug. "Don’t cry anymore, Lexi," he whispered softly. "It’s not your fault that one of the twins is missing. We’ll find her, I promise. One day, we will." But Lexi’s pain erupted. She snapped angrily, pushing him away. "You always say that! But I can’t keep going on like this. It hurts so much! I’m a mother now, Noah, and it tears me apart not knowing where my other twin is. Is she okay? Is she happy? Has she eaten? I don't know anything, and it’s killing me." Noah stood up and moved to stand beside her. She was staring out the window, lost in her sorrow. "I'm a dad too, Lexi," he said quietly, his voice thick with emotion. Lexi turned to face him, regret in her eyes. "I’m sorry for pushing you. I’m just so sad. I didn’t get to see her. I didn’t get the chance to hold her, to say goodbye... It hurts more than I can bear." Noah reached out, taking her hands in his. "I’m here now, Lexi. Don’t cry anymore. I’ll be with you, we’ll get through this together, dear."

He looked high as he stared at me like I was some type of drug that had him spaced out. I sat up, feeling a rush of pain hit my stomach when I did so. I looked up at him, those crisp green eyes that burned acid through my skin, and waited for Satan himself to that out his grueling taunt. "Come clean it bitch." *** Anna has always known her place at the prestigious Aldridge Academy—a scholarship student trying to keep her head down while enduring the constant torment of Marcus Crawford, the wealthy bully who's made her life a miserable hell since freshman year. For three years, she's endured it all for the sake of her hardworking mother and her best friend, finding solace in her academic achievements at the elite New England boarding school. But senior year brings two unexpected complications. First, Atlas Bonjovi, her old love returns to campus, stirring up memories and feelings she'd rather keep buried. Then, pushed to her breaking point by Marcus's relentless cruelty, Anna makes a risky decision to seek help from Damon Saint-Hayes—Marcus's step-brother, the "Hades of Aldridge" for his dangerous influence over the school's social hierarchy. In a moment of desperation, Anna strikes a devil's bargain with Damon: his help in destroying Marcus Crawford's fucked up reputation. But as Anna descends into a web of revenge and manipulation, she questions if bringing her tormentor to his knees is worth the price Damon names, which may bring her to her knees instead.

In a world where the powerful ruled with an iron fist, one boy was dealt the worst cards—first by fate, then by the world, and finally by an Outer God. With each passing moment, he spiraled deeper into a reality determined to break him. One day, as the pool of blood bubbled and rumbled in an ancient temple of malignance, a young man emerged from the depths. Beasts roared in a twisted symphony, and his body radiated a bloody strength that no one could contain. He paused, a thought crossing his mind as he got out from the blood pool: "I'm really not a Demon." One day, as the massive corpse of a dragon lay idle, it shriveled, losing all its grandeur and dignity. Its desecrated body pulsed with dark energy, and from its stomach erupted a sharp, tyrannical sword aura, cutting through the air with lethal precision. A figure emerged, his black robe now stained blood red, his blood-red vertical eyes gleaming with a demonic fire. As he stood, surrounded by the lingering aura of death, he thought, "I’m really not a Demon." One day, when the Blood Moon shone in all its glory, and the Demon Sect was at its peak, the Gates of the Demon Sect were shattered, and their Sect Halls lay in ruin. In the heart of their Demonic Lands, signs of a cataclysmic battle were evident. Corpses, scattered like broken dolls, piled upon each other to form a massive mound. Atop this heap of death sat a figure, calm and unperturbed, bathed in moonlight. His four eyes scanned the surroundings, and after a moment of contemplation, he thought rationally, "I only killed Demons, so that doesn’t really make me a Demon."

Johann Freyy had long accepted that life wasn’t for him. Every job he’d tried seemed to slip through his fingers, and each dismissal stung harder than the last. He was tired—tired of trying, tired of failing, tired of feeling like he was never enough. As a construction worker on a planet that was suffocating under its own weight, opportunities were few and far between, and the ones that existed were often out of reach for someone like him. A simple mistake, one that wasn’t even his fault, had cost him the only job he retained for a long period of time, and that was the breaking point. He had nothing left. No hope. No future. But that night, as he sat in a rowdy bar, surrounded by faces just as worn and defeated as his own, something changed. There, amid the noise and chaos, he overheard a conversation that would change his life for the better or worse.

reincarnated into the world of zetxer Quinn was fortunate enough to bind the last embers of a dead divine having received, his memory and access to a divine treasury filled with things he could not use. “ha ha now that’s what I call unlucky. shit what am I meant to do with this, my golden finger” Quinn sat on the floor while staring blankly into space.

In the apocalypse, Alan lost everything. He sat at a wooden table, holding a gun, ready to end it all after being bitten by a zombie. But when he pulled the trigger, everything went black—and then he woke up. Ten years in the past. Now, Alan has a second chance. A chance to save the people he loves, to stop the world from falling apart, and to protect his little sister, Alice. But can he do it? Can he fight against the future he remembers and the mistakes he made? The clock is ticking, and danger is everywhere. 10 Years of Redemption is Alan’s story of survival, hope, and the fight to rewrite the future. Will he succeed, or will history repeat itself? Read to find out.

"If you eat ass, you'll never starve." - King Barric Ironstorm the Vth In the land of Siriuhs sat a little southern Kingdom known as Ol' Tameria. Prince Barric Ironstorm always dreaded the day he would become King of Ol' Tameria as it meant the end of his playboy lifestyle, but on the day of his coronation a mysterious demon messenger would arrive just as he was crowned. The demon warned the king that the armies of the Demon Princess would arrive to conquer his beloved kingdom within a years time. The newly crowned King Barric saw this as his last opportunity for adventure before a boring life of royal duty. With his adopted elf sister Layla, The King would set out on adventure to stop the demon army!... (and seduce every thicc ass baddie monster girl, boy, they/them, etc. on the way!) All Rights Reserved

Warning: Mature content. This is a story mainly about Farah Gilbert ( a young girl from Asia---) who comes from a very conservative family which do not believe in love before marriage yet she finds the love of her life in a Mafia leader Ryan Carter. But can be they together when her family comes between them? He slowly came near to me and sat next to me on his bed, took my hand in his hand, and my heart stopped beating for a second. Ryan: I know you also love me, Farah, please don't deny it because of my profession my love. I don't know what I will do, I saw Ryan's eyes, there were some tears and my eyes were also full of tears. He is so sensitive, he loves me but how can I go into his world, my family will never understand my love for a criminal, oh god what will I do? I was just thinking when he reduced the distance between us and pressed me with my back touching the bed and my chest pressed to his Chest. And he said to me a little louder. Ryan: tell me Farah you love me, tell me, Farah! He said this continuously to me until I said to him. Farah: yes! Ryan, I love you, I love you. Read the full story to find out their love story. Warning: short chapters.

I didn’t see it coming. One second, I was scrolling through my phone, watching yet another video that added nothing to my life. The next, I was falling—plummeting through an endless void, weightless and disoriented. When I finally opened my eyes, I wasn’t in my dingy apartment anymore. Instead, I was sprawled on a patch of soft grass, staring up at a sky so blue it felt unreal. Birds chirped in the distance, their songs crisp and clear, not the muffled squawks of city pigeons. Was I dreaming? I sat up, my heart pounding. My clothes were different—simple, rustic. Brown trousers and a loose white tunic. My hands, once scrawny and pale, were now calloused and strong. And then, it happened. DING!

"In the spaces between ones and zeros, worlds are born and die at the whim of their creators. Each keystroke births new lands, each click shapes civilizations, and every careful adjustment weaves the fabric of reality itself. Time flows differently in these digital realms—centuries can pass in moments, while a single day might stretch across millennia. Within these spaces, creators are gods, architects of existence who breathe life into empty bytes, crafting histories that span eons and cultures that echo through carefully constructed time. " Before a glowing screen in a quiet room, Estelle sat in front of a monitor displaying the map of the World of Astris. Her eyes were hollow with exhaustion, finger hovering over the deletion prompt—just a single click could wipe away twelve years of creation in an instant. What began as an escape had become a prison, each of its 67,934 item files a weight upon her shoulders, every revision another chain binding her to this digital realm. Yet as she prepared to end it all, an unexpected option presented itself, one that would blur the line between creator and creation in ways she never imagined.

In a small village, a bulky man with bronzed skin sat with his daughter, Ireal. Her porcelain complexion, white hair, and piercing blue eyes made her look like a noble, a stark contrast to her rugged father. Ireal's innocent gaze met her father's as she asked, "Father, why are you crying?" The hunter's forced smile faltered, and he was taken aback. "What did you say, Ireal?" He tried to compose himself. "I'm not crying, so why would you say that?" Ireal's expression remained clear and unwavering. "I can hear you crying, Father. You're sad because Mother died." She took a step closer, her small hand reaching out. "You're in pain, and I don't want you to hurt. I'll take care of you for Mom." The hunter's eyes welled up with tears as he chuckled, his voice shaking. "Silly girl." He looked at her with newfound curiosity. "Do you mean you can hear my thoughts?" Ireal nodded, her blue eyes sparkling. "Yes, Father. Mother knew about it, and she told me not to tell anyone." In a world where dragons reign, a teenage girl's life is forever changed. Ireal, an orphaned infant, was found and adopted by a loving hunter couple. But after her adoptive mother's tragic death, Ireal's village is ravaged by dragons seeking the prince's mate. Among the captives, Ireal is unexpectedly chosen by the prince, thrusting her into a realm of magic, politics, and ancient secrets. As she navigates this new world, Ireal must confront her destiny and the mysteries of her past. Will Ireal accept her new role as the prince's mate, or will she fight against her fate? What secrets lie hidden in Ireal's past? Can Ireal navigate the treacherous world of dragons or will she become a pawn in their games of power? Will she be able to love prince Kael or destroy him for destroying her people?

"It was fast, dark, it had teeth so long they look unhuman. I don't know what it was" Evelyn said. She sat in a small table with her knees. Eric was with her sitting in an embarrassing way. They sat across a woman who looked like she was blind. Man why were they here. She had work but Eric forced them here. The old lady added herbs and water other undefined stuff and a string of her hair. The bowl with the things lit up in blue fire she said same weird stuff and looked at me "tell me granny, what do you see" Eric said She pointed at Evelyn and said only one thing "they're coming for you" 'okay I'm done' Evelyn thought getting up abruptly. Wanting nothing more than to leave

******* After being expelled from three different schools in one year, Colette had to go to a boarding school despite not wanting to. Little did she know that her whole life was about to take a crazy turn.... **** "H... how long have you been standing there? " She asked " Long enough. " He walked over and sat , wiping a tear from her face. She raised her eyes to meet his, her anger rising, " Don't fvcking touch me, Xavier!" She moved away. " Fuck!" He cursed, running his fingers through his hair as he tried to control his raging emotions. " Fuck is right, one minute you can't stand being next to me and the next minute you wanna hold me?" She said, tears freely running down her cheeks, they shone like pearls under the moonlight he couldn't help but stare at her.... She spoke again, " I thought you... never mind, just fvcking leave that way no one would get hurt cause God knows I can't be just friends with you." There, she said it. His eyes widened a bit before he took a breath and walked closer until their bodies were almost touching. " Good, " he whispered causing her to shiver involuntarily as she looks into his eyes, " cause I don't want to be just friends with you either, mi Cielo." ********** All Rights Reserved