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What is the end of the world? Zombies? Monsters? Zerg? No! Only when everything that humans fear, worship, and even fantasize about becomes a reality, will it be the true end of mankind! Spiritual energy surges back, faith is recast, this is the gluttony of gods, Buddhas, demons, and monsters...

Caelestis loomed over her, his gaze locked onto hers, his eyes glowing like embers. The heat from his body radiated against her skin, and for a moment, she could almost feel the weight of his anger pressing on her. “Lies!” he spat again, his voice rising. “I will kill you, Eleanore. If you ever try to do that to her again, I will kill you.” His words cut through her, burning with hatred and fear. Anger surged within her as she fought against him. She had never intended to hurt Stella, not once. The blame lay with the original owner of the body, not her. Why must she listen to these accusations? “I have no such intentions!” she shouted at his face, gasping to find breath. “Let me go!” Her foot lashed out, kicking him in the thigh, but he quickly pinned it down as well. Exhausted from her useless struggles, Eleanore realized she had to gather her strength and then perhaps bite off some skin from his handsome face. “You are just an obsessed man,” she snarled, her voice full of venom. “You don’t know how to treat a woman. You’re killing her!” Before she could finish, Caelestis silenced her with a violent grip around her throat. His hand tightened around her neck, cutting off her breath. Her wrists were free, but now her neck was caught, and every breath became a struggle. Panic surged through her as she gasped for air, her hands clawing at his arm in a desperate attempt to free herself. Caelestis’ true nature had finally appeared in front of Eleanore, and it scared her. She had already been afraid of him, but now the fear felt like it was gripping her very soul. She had seen cruelty before, but this—this was something darker, something unrelenting. _________ Eleanore's dull life ends abruptly in a traffic accident, only for her consciousness to awaken in a strange white void. Confronted with a translucent blue screen offering her a choice—to change the destiny of Caelestis Lancaster, the tragic villain from a novel she recently read—she hesitates. Despite his crimes, Caelestis was a character she couldn't help but sympathize with. Bound by a manipulative system that claims to guide her but seems to favor Stella, the novel's protagonist, Eleanore must rewrite the fates of everyone involved. As she struggles to save Stella from Caelestis' obsessive grip, she becomes entangled with this notorious villain himself. Hatred and tension ignite between them, and what starts as disdain blossoms into a painful, forbidden love. Note: This is a dark fantasy romance novel. A war between Love and Obsession.

The forest had become Wanessa’s only refuge since the night her father cast her out. “You’re nothing but an omega now. Leave.” His words had echoed in her mind ever since, fueled by her stepsister’s lies and her pack’s betrayal. She’d been left to survive on scraps and the herbs she gathered, clinging to life on the edge of a world that no longer wanted her. Wanessa knelt in the damp earth, her hands trembling as she tore bluebells from the soil. The whispers of the forest were louder tonight, unnatural, like voices carried on the wind. “…White Knight…” “…unstoppable… hunting his Luna…” “…death follows him…” The White Knight. Everyone feared the alpha with molten silver eyes, a predator hunting his destined mate. But Wanessa had no time for legends. She needed these herbs to survive. A branch snapped behind her. Wanessa spun, clutching her blade. The moonlight revealed a figure slumped against a tree, his armor gleaming like liquid moonlight, smeared with blood. Her breath hitched. It was him. The White Knight’s silver eyes flickered open, locking onto hers. "Help me." He gasped. Every instinct screamed to run, but her feet wouldn’t obey. She dropped beside him, her hands working to bind his wounds before she could stop herself. "Why?" He muttered, his grip tightening on her wrist. 'Why would you help me?" She had no answer. When she stood to leave, his hand shot out again, his voice low and determined. You. You’re my Luna."He said. "You’re mistaken."She whispered. "I never forget what’s mine."He said. Panic surged, and she fled into the forest, but her mind reeled with a buried memory, silver eyes, staring at her from another time, another life. Will white knight alpha be able to find her again? Will she have her revenge? Can his possessive side give them their happy ending?

When an unexpected accident lands gamer and slacker Obie Williams in the unpredictable world of Kelst, he quickly learns that survival hinges on The System-a divine game where magic, monsters, and danger are terrifyingly real. With only a "Cursed Luck" boon ensuring misfortune at every turn, Obie must navigate a treacherous landscape filled with deadly creatures, volatile magic surges, and divided locals-some who see him as a savior and others who brand him a blasphemy. Something dark stirs in Kelst. Magic fluctuations wreak havoc, monsters grow bolder, and whispers of cosmic interference suggest that Obie's arrival-and survival-may be tied to a higher, perilous purpose. From battling bloodthirsty jackalopes to stumbling into an alliance with hardened adventurers, Obie must learn quickly or face the wrath of a world that kills slow learners. Will his cursed luck doom him, or can he turn misfortune into triumph and uncover the truth behind Kelst's growing unrest? A hilarious, action-packed journey where every mishap is a chance for greatness-or disaster. Cursed Luck Obie is a high-stakes, magical adventure for fans of underdog heroes and chaotic charm.

“Good. Let’s get started,” I felt a surge of fear, but I knew I had no choice. I slowly began to strip off my clothes, my hands shaking. I laid down on the bed, trying to prepare myself for what was to come. The Lycan King undressed himself, eyes never leaving mine. He mounted on top of me, his weight crushing me. He spread my legs apart, and I felt a searing pain as he entered me. I screamed, the sound tearing from my throat. But he didn’t stop. He continued to thrust into me, “Please,” I begged, my voice hoarse from screaming. But he didn’t. He kept going harder. ~~~ I always wanted to be with my mate and thought he would help me escape my unhappy life. But my mate rejected me because I’m plus-size. And also, I got sold to him in exchange of my parents debts. I wonder, should I blame the moon goddess for making me plus-size? #Daily Updates- 3-4 chapters daily!#. #Your Power Stones Bestowed Upon The Book Are My Motivations#.

[MATURE CONTENT] Arella is an angel. Well, she used to be an angel. A real, bona fide, halo-wearing, wing-flapping celestial being. That was until one tiny whoopsie where she unfortunately burns a pair of wings at a banquet happens. Fine! There was more than one tiny whoopsie. Fast forward a few hours later, and Arella found herself booted from the pearly gates with nothing but her wings and an eviction notice. Her family called it a "vacation." Ha! A vacation, in the human realm of all places! One hundred years later, Arella calls it her new life. Turns out, living among humans isn’t half bad—especially when you can turn invisibly smug at their lack of ability to fly. Early retirement has never been so blissful. That is, until the heavens smack her face with a message: Arella’s back on duty. And her new job? Marry. The. Demon. King. Wait, what?! Marrying the Demon King isn’t exactly on Arella’s bucket list, especially when demons and angels have been sworn enemies for eons. But orders are orders. So, off she goes, wings drooping and attitude cranked to full sass, to meet her new husband—a devilishly handsome demon who seems unnervingly smitten with her. Not to mention the heat that surges within her the moment she lays her eyes on him. Cue in dinner dates, fiery arguments (literally), and a series of catastrophes involving Arella purposefully setting a demon's hair ablaze with her holy fire. But as Arella settles into this bizarre celestial-demonic union, she uncovers a sinister plot that threatens not just her marriage but their entire reality. Turns out, angels and demons might have to join forces to stop a threat that neither side can handle alone. And Arella? She might just be the unexpected key to saving everyone. Armed with nothing but her quick wit, trusty angelic powers, and a painfully doting husband who may or may not leave her love notes carved into rock when she is angry, Arella must navigate battles, betrayals, and the occasional marital spat to protect their world. After all, nothing says “happily ever after” like saving existence itself, .... right? Right? One fallen angel. One absolutely smitten demon king. And a whole lot of chaos.

Synopsis: Elara, a young painter known for her extraordinary talent and calm demeanor, stumbles upon a mysterious crystal orb while shopping with her vibrant best friend, Sienna. Drawn to its otherworldly beauty, she takes it home, intending to create a masterpiece for her upcoming art auction. But as she finishes her sketch, the orb unleashes a surge of light and transports her into a breathtaking world she thought only existed in her imagination—a realm of shimmering crystal forests, star-lit lakes, and magical secrets.

This red dragon came from the vast wilderness, coveting all the powers of the world. He has held countless titles: Mountain Fury, Purgatorial Calamity, Red Emperor, Ember Dragon… The world trembles under the shadow of the great dragon. He ignited the surge of the magical industrial revolution. In the empire he established, wyverns roar, cannon fire resounds, steel behemoths appear in the sky and on the earth, and disasters from other worlds run rampant. “Submit, or die.” Cassius spread his sky-shading wings, looking down upon the trembling humans, elves, and dwarves beneath him, and spoke thus. ……… A story of a red dragon with a built-in player template conquering, ruling, and transforming another world. (Pseudo D&D, Fourth Catastrophe, Red Dragon)

Um detetive que decide tirar uma semana de folga em uma cabana isolada na natureza. Sua tentativa de descanso é abruptamente interrompida quando o céu assume uma cor carmesim escura e nuvens negras se acumulam, criando uma atmosfera sinistra. Pessoas começam a desaparecer misteriosamente na região, e o detetive decide investigar por conta própria. Durante sua investigação, ele encontra um líquido negro espesso que surge nos locais dos desaparecimentos. Este líquido viscoso e sinistro não apenas marca os pontos afetados, mas também dá origem a monstros grotescos e aterrorizantes que atacam a área. À medida que o detetive se aprofunda no mistério, ele percebe que a solução pode estar ligada a uma complexa rede de eventos e conexões que desafiam sua compreensão. Com o perigo crescente representado pelos monstros e pelo líquido negro, Oliver deve desvendar a conexão entre esses fenômenos e os desaparecimentos, tendo que descobrir a verdade por trás desses eventos sobrenaturais antes que eles se espalhem e causem danos irreparáveis. A solução do mistério não apenas determinará o destino da região, mas também o levará a enfrentar o maior desafio da humanidade.

My talent grow infinitely. I grow stronger even as I sleep, what's considered best for others is the least for me. I can stack skill infinitely. ****** In a world ruled filled with runes, Matt is reborn at the lowest rung of society. But Matt is no stranger to politics and power. Once a soldier and a cunning leader who bent entire nations to his will, death could not erase his sins—or rather his ambition. This new world is far from simple. Yet, Matt carries more than memories of his past life—he wields powers so extraordinary that they could turn kings into beggars and saints into monsters. But with great power comes an unsettling truth. As cryptic messages flood his vision— _____________ [ You have obtained the Divine ability- Cursed Re… ] [ You have obtained the Divine ability- Demonix Blo… ] ... [ Would you like to tranform your rune into... ] ... [ You have slained the Slug win... ] [ You gained... ] _____________ And with each surge of his newfound abilities, a disturbing realization takes hold: Matt is no longer certain he’s even human. What has he become—a monster, a weapon, or something far more terrifying? Something vast, unknowable, and merciless stirs in the shadows, pulling the strings of fate. Caught in its game, Matt must decide whether to embrace this power or risk being consumed by it. In a realm where deceit rules, strength speaks, and the line between salvation and damnation is razor-thin, Matt must decide what it means to live, to fight, and to survive. _____________ The main character of this novel is slightly based on Fang Yuan. Though, he will have a borderline. This will have Talent awakening, some mystery, Op abilities, beast mastery and a lot more... For faster updates, show your support. Read my review for more details...

[WSA ENTRY] Hated and killed by his brothers, Eryndor met with the creators and was given a rare opportunity, a second chance to come back to life and avenge his mother's Clan and take back what was rightfully his. He was given seven cards, each offering different powers and abilities. This was a risky option because choosing the wrong card could lead to his total annihilation. Yet, even with this risky choice, a single card called out to him: it beamed with energy, despite being warned that it may be a trick from the card of death. Eryndor ignored the warnings and chose the card and to his surprise and that of the creators, he was granted the Godhood Legacy. An ability so rare and powerful that it caused a stir throughout the whole Cosmos. [Ding!] [Host found, system binding……] [Ding!! Binding successful. System and Host are now One.] [Ding!!! Host has unlocked The Godhood Legacy- the system of the Gods] [Host is in the initiate level (level 1)] [Your Journey to Godhood has started] Eryndor is reborn as Kairos. With his profound knowledge and newly acquired powers, he seeks to overcome his enemies and treat them to a fate worse than what they had treated him. In his quest for vengeance, his thirst for blood surges and increases to the point that he no longer has to hold back to fulfill his ultimate goal.But what happens when his heart starts taking a darker turn? Would he choose to remain on the path of light, or would he answer the calling of his inner demons and succumb to darkness? P.S: Please, read the auxiliary chapters for more details, and to also reduce any confusion about some terms that would be used in the book.

Leon lived an ordinary life like common folks in the modern world. Naive and normal he was, until he was sent to a different timeline, where he replaced Leon of that timeline. Not a modern world, but an ancient time for sure. The world was arcane for the boy, a world divided by classes of holy and commoners. Unfortunately, he wasn't a boy with a golden spoon in his mouth but rather a commoner like others. People in the holy class had the power akin to magic, but those in the lower class weren't that special. Like every story, Leon power aroused from slumber; an ordinary had awakened a power akin to what we call 'SSS LLevel.' When the authorities of Holy Palace found out, they enlisted him in their list of 'Hero'. Leon never cared. What he pondered all the time was to enjoy even this life. He wasn't transmigrated nor reincarenated. He ruminated about his purpose: 'why was he sent here?' at first, nothing surged in mind until his Heroic journey concluded; he had realized the purpose.

Terry was an ordinary young man until fate threw him into a brutal world teetering on the edge of chaos. Born as a slave but bound by a mysterious Elf Lord’s blessing, he awakens to not one but two powerful systems: the Slave System, which grants him the ability to command and build a formidable army, and the Elf Lord System, which unlocks divine elemental powers—but only once he reaches Level 10. Caught between warring factions—werewolves and elves against vampires and demons—Terry must navigate a treacherous path of survival, growth, and destiny. As he levels up, defeating soul-sucking monsters and uncovering hidden truths, he becomes a key player in the brewing Great War. With each victory, his power surges, but so do the mysteries surrounding his systems and their purpose. When Terry discovers the Elf Lord System's potential to surpass anything he’s known, he realizes that his journey is not just about survival—it's about ascension. With godlike abilities awakening within him, Terry's destiny is clear: to slay the gods who have long manipulated the balance of power and restore freedom to the oppressed. But the road to becoming a godslayer is fraught with danger. From facing creatures capable of obliterating existence with a single touch to uncovering the dark secrets of his allies and enemies, Terry’s resolve is tested at every turn. As his strength grows, so does his responsibility. Will Terry become the savior this fractured world needs, or will his ambition lead him to the same tyranny he seeks to destroy? Dive into Fangs and Fury: The Dual System of the Godslayer, a tale of power, sacrifice, and the pursuit of destiny in a world where gods and monsters reign supreme. Keep reading to follow Terry on his missionary journey into godhood

Jeremy Thorne, a young boy, escapes his abusive home life, However, his life takes a dramatic turn when he's reborn in the fantasy world of Tenria. In this new realm, Jeremy discovers he has a unique magical system that aids him in his survival and growth. With his newfound abilities, including the skill to cast powerful magic, Jeremy embarks on a journey to explore Tenria. But his adventure takes a crucial turn when he learns that the Kingdom of Tenria is on the brink of destruction. The Demon King, a dark and powerful ruler, threatens to conquer and enslave the entire realm. As Jeremy joins forces with the kingdom's brave warriors and wise mages, he uncovers the Demon King's sinister plot to exploit Tenria's ancient magic and destroy the kingdom. With his growing powers and determination, Jeremy must foil the Demon King's plot, save the kingdom, and restore peace to the realm.

A young boy, born with a rare omen, descends into a foreign world, carrying with him an ancient, long-forgotten cultivation secret. This is an era filled with legends and myths—an age where ancient elves soar through the skies and move mountains, where Nine Heavens Golden Immortals can shift mountains and part seas, where the supreme gods of various elements control the forces of nature, where primordial treasures from the dawn of the world exist, and where even the colors of the sky change. He is a peerless genius, able to observe the movements of the heavens and create his own invincible cultivation technique. He surges forward at an unstoppable pace, slaying Immortal Emperors, subduing Sacred Beasts, battling the Chaos Divine Sword, gathering the power of the Nine Stars, and breaking the Immortal Slaying Formation.

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Three centuries ago, the Gates appeared vast, otherworldly portals linking Earth to realms beyond comprehension. Neither man-made nor natural, they were constructs of unknown gods, their purpose shrouded in mystery. From these Gates came beings of immense power, capable of either destruction or enlightenment, heralding Earth’s potential transformation. Humanity was meant to fall 200 years ago, but something delayed the apocalypse. The Gates, still standing, became enigmatic fixtures of life. Their true purpose was forgotten—until Viktor, a wandering ex-soldier, stumbled upon the system's "final piece": Luck. His discovery unleashed the cataclysm. A message echoed worldwide: “The world has discovered the final piece of the system: Luck. Countdown remaining for the breaking of the gates: 48 hours.” The collapse began. Monsters surged from the Gates, bringing realms of magic and nightmares into Earth’s fragile reality. Cities fell, governments crumbled, and survival became the only goal. Marked by an impossibly maxed Luck stat of 9,999, Viktor became humanity’s reluctant hope. To stop the chaos, he must destroy the 37 Gates, unravel the gods’ system, and confront the truth of Earth’s fate. Time is running out. The Gates have broken. The monsters are here. Let the battle for survival begin.

At that time, I had just lost my job, was so broke I could barely afford food, and the few crumpled bills left in my wallet seemed to be fighting each other. Just then, I spotted a job ad for a hotel doorman with the enticing words: “High pay, easy work, free meals, and lodging!” I felt a surge of excitement—being a doorman? Just standing by the door and greeting people? That’s easy! But on my first day, I realized this place was a total nightmare. Each guest was scarier than the last! Some wore all black with daggers on their belts, others walked in with sunglasses and hats pulled low, and one guy even carried a black bag, from which a few shell casings casually fell out. And wait, what’s up with the blood-soaked guy in a hockey mask…

The spectral legions of Zephyr the Abyssal, Dark Lord of the Abyss, bring an icy death to the world. Bleached bone mountains rise, a testament to his tyranny, while tormented souls, twisted into demonic servants, bolster his ever-growing army. Humanity's vibrant history is a fading memory, swallowed by the encroaching darkness. Yet, against this overwhelming despair, the sun's life-giving warmth persists, nurturing the fragile seeds of hope. The embers of peace, though faint, still glow, a defiant spark against the abyssal night. Nestled at the foot of the imposing Mount Cinderfang, within the protective circle of the ancient bronze Citadel of Whispers, lies the secluded hamlet of Whisperwind. This sacred site, home to the Celestial Monastery, is guarded by monks imbued with righteous might. Within the Monastery, these monks maintain a tireless vigil, their disciplined ranks a bulwark against the encroaching darkness. Their sacred duty: to protect the people of Whisperwind from the formidable magical forces that threaten from beyond the Citadel of Whispers. The memory of Elder Theron's stand against Zephyr the Abyssal and his legions still echoes—a battle of unparalleled ferocity that stained the autumn afternoon with the blood of countless fallen. Good and evil clashed with a rage unseen before, overwhelming the Celestial Monastery. Forced to retreat to the sanctuary of Mount Cinderfang, Elder Theron, grievously wounded, hid a peerless spiritual treasure deep within a secret chamber beneath Oracle Falls before his death. With his last breath, he merged with the surging energies... Creating the Infernal Lock formation, the people of Whisperwind, protected by the Citadel of Whispers, have withstood countless attacks from the demonic hordes over the years. This powerful shield afforded the Celestial Monastery precious time to train exceptional disciples, true paragons of martial prowess. The legend of a hero who would vanquish tyranny would remain untold were it not for the appearance of a certain individual: Drakon, an orphan boy from Whisperwind. Fate led this youth to encounter the Sunfire Drake, a divine beast hatched from a colossal golden egg, possessing the power to unleash devastating flames. Drakon's destiny was forged in three blades: Crimson Edge, a longsword representing humanity's strength; Dawnbreaker, a legendary blade imbued with divine power; and Nightshade, the infernal blade of the demonic legions, a weapon that bound the fearsome Obsidian Drake. This duality—the Sunfire Drake against the Obsidian Drake, light against darkness—mirrored the internal conflict within Drakon, the eternal struggle between good and evil, the choice between righteous and wicked paths. With his draconic companion and his ultimate weapons, Drakon ascended to the pinnacle of power, a figure who challenged both the demonic world and the forces of light. To understand better, I invite you to step into the world of mysterious stories, accompany me in this novel "Blood red sun day kill Gohts"!

Kian Rivers, was heartbroken after a brutal breakup, he found himself stumbling into a danger far beyond anything he could have imagined. Attacked by Viktor Hale, a centuries-old vampire, Kian was certain his life was over. But when Viktor moved to drain him, something unexpected happened. Kian’s intense emotions surged through Viktor, breaking centuries of emotional numbness. Kian, it seemed, was Viktor’s mate, a bond that terrified both of them but was impossible to ignore. Now, tied to the very vampire who nearly killed him, Kian found himself trapped in Viktor’s world. But it was a world full of deadly threats.

Once a feared Sovereign of Darkness, a being of unimaginable power who ruled over the darkness but betrayal by his closest followers shattered his empire, leaving him to be lost to the void of time. A strange force "The Nether!" pulls him from oblivion, rebirthing him in his younger body, back in the past, where he finds himself a teenager once again—this time, in the midst of high school life. With no memory of who he was or the terrifying power he once wielded, William struggles to adapt to his new life. Surrounded by classmates, teachers, and the mundane chaos of adolescence, he feels an overwhelming sense of unfamiliarity. However, fragments of his dark past begin to resurface in the form of vivid dreams, cryptic whispers, and surges of mysterious power. He feels the pull of the Nether calling to him, urging him to awaken the destructive forces within.

What the hell is this place?" The words escaped Leon's lips, but the sound of his voice—high-pitched and melodic—stopped him in his tracks. He blinked, looking down, and immediately froze. What... in the actual... hell? He was no longer himself. His once lean, athletic frame had been replaced by soft curves wrapped in a tight, scandalous red dress. His hands—delicate and manicured—trembled as they hovered in front of his face. Panic surged through him as his mind raced. "This... this isn't my body!" he exclaimed, clutching at the unfamiliar contours of his figure. The sound of his own voice—now distinctly feminine—sent another jolt of shock through him. Before he could process the impossibility of the situation, a guttural growl echoed behind him. Spinning around on unfamiliar high heels, he spotted a massive black jaguar stalking toward him. Its golden eyes locked onto him with a predatory gleam. Leon didn’t have time to think. Instinct took over as he yanked off the impossible heels and sprinted barefoot into the dense jungle. The ground was rough beneath his soft, uncalloused feet, and the dress clung uncomfortably to his body, restricting his movements. "I was just in class!" he muttered between gasps, weaving through the trees. "How did I end up here? And why the hell am I a woman?" Branches scraped against his exposed skin, adding to his growing sense of vulnerability. He had always been a confident, athletic guy in the real world—a star on the soccer field, the kind of person who could handle himself in any situation. But this? This was an entirely new kind of nightmare. As he pushed forward, his balance faltered. The foreign body he inhabited didn’t move the way he was used to, and it took all his focus to avoid tripping. "What is going on?" he cried out, frustration mixing with fear. Just as the jaguar’s growl grew louder, a sudden force struck him from the side, sending him tumbling into a cluster of bushes. A sharp "Oof!" escaped his lips as he hit the ground. "Shut up!" hissed a voice, low and urgent. Leon blinked, dazed, and found himself staring up at a man crouched over him. His face was rugged yet undeniably handsome, his sharp eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. "Keep quiet if you want to live," the man muttered, glancing toward the direction of the jaguar’s growls. Leon’s breath hitched. Everything about this situation felt surreal—the jaguar, the jungle, the strange man, and most of all, the fact that he was no longer in his own body. The man grabbed his arm and pulled him upright. Leon winced as his newfound feminine frame swayed unsteadily. "Who... who are you?" Leon stammered, his voice trembling. "No time for questions," the man snapped. "If you don’t want to end up as jaguar food, follow me." Leon hesitated, his mind a storm of confusion. This has to be a dream, he thought desperately. But the sharp pain in his feet and the chill of the jungle air on his bare skin told him otherwise. Reluctantly, he followed the man deeper into the jungle, his heart pounding as the growls of the jaguar faded into the distance. His mind, however, was far from calm. How did this happen? Why am I here? And most importantly... how the hell do I get back to my own body?

****EXTREMELY SMUTTY **CAUTION: CONTAINS ELEMENT OF TABOO, Julian, the son of Duke Alden and the grandson of Grand Duke Augustus stood Infront of the crystalline ball that emanated mana. The crystal absorbed his mana and started glowing with purplish hue, with a sparks of lightning. "Yes, I have unlocked Lightning Affinity," Julian said, a spark of excitement lighting up his blue eyes. Suddenly, the ball began absorbing too much mana, Julian's eyes widened in horror as the energy swirled out of control, crackling with an intensity that was and terrifying. Just as he realized the danger, the ball erupted in a blinding flash, a shockwave of power surging outward. Julian wasn't hurt, but he felt a strange sensation as a dark mist swirled in front of him. Suddenly, he saw a strange entity, a shadowy figure, slip into his forehead. Then, Julian heard an unfamiliar sound echo in his head: “WELCOME TO THE MILF SYSTEM.” Connecting....Success Initializing.......Success “FUCK THE MILFS AND GET STRONGER, CONQUER THE MILFS, CONQUER THE WORLD.” , The voice said Curiosity piqued, Julian quickly asked, "Can you tell me more about the MILF SYSTEM?" The voice continued, "Sure, The MILF SYSTEM will help you reach unimaginable power as a mage. You will need to complete the tasks assigned to you and earn points." ********************* MILF SYSTEM - TASK POINTS CHART Handjob - 10 Points Blowjob - 20 Points Sex - 75 Points Creampie - 100 Points Threesome - 200 Points Spank - 15 Points Anal - 150 Points ********************* Julian grinned, excitement bubbling up inside him. “Well, if that’s what I should do to be stronger, I guess we don’t have any other choice,” he declared, determination shining in his blue eyes ************** [Huge Harem] [In Depth R-18] [Hardcore Fetishes] [Extreme Sex] [Gore] [Big Boobs] [MILF] [Best Girls] [Anal] [Threesome] [Foursome] [N-some] [Big ass] [Impregnation] Some smut scene may contain: [Spitting] [Slapping] [BDSM] [No NTR - No sharing - No mind control - No drugs or potions that influence the girls A lot of Netori and Stealing] Contains long and detailed smut.

"You are lying!" she retorted, her voice ringing with a blend of indignation and despair as she surged to her feet and crossed the space to his side. Her anger struck him as somewhat bemusing, and in a different circumstance, he might have been tempted to applaud her unyielding spirit. "I am an apex predator. I am what monsters and all things wicked fear. How could you imagine I would concern myself with something as fickle as emotions, let alone for a witch?" he asserted, his words delivered without the slightest quiver of doubt. His words landed like a blow to her very core. She had never anticipated such a stinging rebuttal from him. "If you can look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me, then I'll leave you alone," she challenged, her tone calm amid the raging storm of emotion that churned within her. Her words felt like a knife piercing through his cold heart, leaving Damien to grapple with the weight of her final statement. He hesitated for a few fleeting moments before lifting his gaze to meet hers. "I don't," he declared, the words slipping from his lips with austere finality. Lauren's heart sank upon hearing his response; she sensed within her that he was not speaking the truth, but what recourse did she have? Before she could utter another word, the ringing of her phone pierced the solemn air. Engaging with the call, she answered, "Hello, Director." Briefly acknowledging the conversation, she swiftly concluded, "Alright, I'll be there," before ending the call. "Thanks for the meal once again," she offered in a flat voice, devoid of any discernible emotion. Damien found himself taken aback by the sudden shift in her demeanor, feeling the impulse to say something, but before he could gather his thoughts, she had already entered the elevator. Making her way towards the exit, she soon drove off, leaving Damien to stand before the towering windows, watching her departure with a silent ache lingering within him. As she disappeared, he turned his gaze inward, pondering the emptiness that seemed to pervade his residence. Reflecting on his actions, he found himself questioning whether he had made the right choice in pushing her away, but he understood that only time held the answers. This Novel tells a story of a halfie(half vampire half human) named Damien, who was the crown prince and heir to the throne of the kingdom Brennedon, and a beautiful young lady, Special Agent Lauren who also is a powerful witch from a very powerful witch bloodline whose destinies were intertwined to save the supernatural realm. will the witches put their century year old fued and animosity against the Brennedon vampires aside to save the supernatural realm or will they allow their hate consume the whole realm? journey with me as we travel the realm of the supernatural.

Edward's touch was gentle yet electrifying as he drew Seutsui closer, his lips seeking hers with a hunger that mirrored her own. As their mouths met in a fervent kiss, a rush of heat surged between them. With a tender caress, Edward's tongue traced the curve of Seutsui's lips, seeking entrance to the depths of her being. As she parted her lips in silent invitation, he delved inside, their tongues entwining with desire.  *** He crouched down to my height and sighed. " Listen here, muffin," he began, his tone gentle yet firm "I wish I could tell you, but I think it's better if we wait for Saitous. So now, be a good girl and stop worrying so much, okay?" There was no room for Argument yet his voice... I didn't feel the reliance I always felt when he talked. He gently patted my hair and walked towards his room. This is worrying me more and more... "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" A lost princess unravels her hidden truth, setting forth on a courageous journey to reclaim her birthright. "Entwined in Thorns: A Princess's Desperate Whispers" chronicles the tale of hushed longings echoing through the challenging path she forges. With a delicate yet determined spirit, the princess stands resolute in fighting for her and her people. Amidst the thorns, the only confidant she had and wanted yet struggled to keep was a possessive and potent man whose love was clouded by warmth just for her. Why should she struggle? Who would dare to touch her with him beside her? Who would dare to take her from him? As she grapples with her own conflicted emotions will she be able to survive two people? One in whom she finds her solace and where she planted her love and one who claims her as his yet dare to be so cruel to her. Can she navigate the treacherous path to her rights while finding warmth in the most unexpected places? Content Warning: Attention Readers: This is a work of fiction intended to transport you to another dimension of storytelling. However, it may ventures into dark romance, exploring themes such as abuse, graphic fantasies, captivity, violence, and non-consensual acts. Please be aware that these themes are depicted in a graphic manner. Characters and incidents in this book are purely products of the author's imagination and are works of fiction. While sweet romance is also present, it's imperative not to disregard this warning. If you find certain content distressing or triggering, take the necessary steps to prioritize your mental well-being. Your emotional health is paramount, and it's perfectly acceptable to opt out of reading if you feel uncomfortable. Thank you for your understanding and consideration.

Sasuke Uchiha wanders the world, bearing the weight of his past and seeking atonement through silent deeds. Tasked by Sixth Holage with eliminating a growing threat of bandits in the Land of Iron, Sasuke embarks on what he declares as his final mission before returning home to Konoha. Upon arriving, he confronts the shadows of his past and gains an unspoken understanding with Mifune, who acknowledges Sasuke's transformation. As Sasuke treks through the perilous snowy mountains, his mission leads him to a hidden cave where he swiftly defeats the organized bandits. However, a strange pulse deep within the cave draws his attention. Venturing further, he discovers an otherworldly dimensional rift—a tear in space that defies comprehension. As he examines the phenomenon with his Rinnegan, a sudden surge of energy overwhelms him, plunging Sasuke into unconsciousness and setting the stage for a journey into the unknown.

Alex had always been an ordinary man in a world where strength was the only measure of value. Born into a poor, martial society where cultivation was everything, he was branded as "trash among trash"—unfit for greatness, unworthy of respect. But Alex was content. He had no ambitions beyond surviving the harsh world around him, leading a quiet life with no desire for power or glory. That was until the day everything changed. The peaceful village Alex called home was annihilated by a merciless band of marauders, leaving nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. In the flames of destruction, a primal, uncontrollable force awakened within him—a surge of power that shattered his limits and threatened to consume his very soul. In that instant, Alex realized that he was no longer just a powerless man. He had become something else. But in the aftermath, the burden of this newfound power weighed heavily on him. As Alex journeys through a world that values strength above all else, he struggles with the monstrous force within, constantly fighting to hold on to his humanity. The line between vengeance and justice blurs as he seeks retribution for the massacre of his village, each act of violence pushing him further into moral ambiguity. But even as he seeks answers, the question remains: is power a gift to be embraced, or is it a curse that can only bring destruction? One day, while exploring an ancient, forgotten temple, Alex discovers a mysterious flute carved with symbols that seem to pulse with an otherworldly energy. The flute’s presence calls to him, an unspoken promise of greater strength and untold truths. “What is the origin of this instrument?” he wonders, feeling its dark allure. “Is it my salvation, or my doom?” As Alex unravels the flute’s secrets, he is drawn to a place whispered about in legends—the Western Gates. But the journey ahead is treacherous, filled with factions and enemies who seek the flute for their own purposes. Along the way, he encounters figures from his past, each one challenging his beliefs about power, vengeance, and his place in the world. But Alex’s greatest struggle lies not in the enemies he faces, but in himself. The power within him threatens to consume his every thought, every decision, and every relationship. The question remains: can he control the monster inside and rise above the bloodshed, or will he become the very thing he swore to destroy? His choices will determine the fate of not only his own soul but the future of the world he once sought to escape. In a land where power reigns supreme, Alex must decide if he will embrace the power within him, or cast it aside to find the humanity he has nearly lost. ____________________________ The cover paper is not mine, if you want me to take it down, I can do it without batting an eye.

In a world divided by ancient power and shadowed by the rule of four kings, 17-year-old Dorothy is thrust into a destiny she neither understands nor desires. Born in a quiet village and raised in the safety of an orphanage, her life changes forever when a mysterious old man tells her of the Celestial Eye, a legendary power said to hold the key to unimaginable strength—and a curse that could unmake her very soul. Unknowingly bound to the celestial forces through the old man’s love and an unsealed eye that glimpses fragments of the future, Dorothy embarks on a perilous journey to uncover the truth about her origins and the powers surging within her. Alongside her steadfast mentor Kael, the mysterious hunter Arden, and her childhood friend Mark—whose vast knowledge is as intriguing as it is suspicious—Dorothy must navigate trials of self-discovery, confront her deepest fears, and uncover secrets buried in the ruins of history. But as she delves deeper into the mysteries of the Celestial Eye, Dorothy learns that her world is far more fragile than she ever imagined. Elves whisper of a dying queen, shapeshifters lurk with centuries-old grudges, and a shadowy demon—an entity with a hunger for celestial power—looms closer than anyone suspects. The threads of fate begin to unravel when Dorothy discovers a past written in blood, a future painted in fire, and a prophecy that could either save her world or destroy it. Faced with ancient curses, relentless enemies, and an enigmatic villain hidden among her closest allies, Dorothy must decide if she’s willing to embrace the celestial power within her—or let it consume her entirely. In this tale of trials, betrayal, and the resilience of the human spirit, The Ancient Secret takes readers on a journey where the brightest lights cast the darkest shadows, and even the kindest faces may hide the deepest secrets. Will Dorothy rise to become a savior, or will the celestial forces claim her as their own?

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.

Após a profecia do espírito das trevas ser quebrada, um novo florescer surge através das terras de Urhian. A paz, antes um sonho distante, finalmente se instala, e a esperança floresce como uma aurora eterna. Vários impérios se erguem, cada um com seus próprios costumes e segredos. Mas uma nova profecia paira no ar e, com ela, a chegada de três aventureiros na misteriosa Floresta Bosque das terras a leste. O que esses desbravadores estão fazendo tão longe de casa? Como foram parar em outro mundo tão diferente do seu? Quais problemas terão que resolver? Prepare-se para a Saga de Lunizs - O Florescer!