Whis Dodges Broly

The world has fallen, overrun by the dead. Hailey and Ronan have one goal. Survive. But in a world where danger lurks around every corner, survival isn’t just about dodging zombies. They must travel together through highways choked with the dead and cities crawling with danger. They fight to survive. Every mile is a gamble with scarce supplies, hostile survivors, and the relentless undead. In a world where trust is dead, can they make it to the other side alive? >>> "You can't kill something that's already dead, Hailey-Jade. The dead don't die anymore. It lives."

The beings who created our planet are angry with humanity. To punish us for depleting the Earth's resources and for causing so much pollution they paused the planet. No longer does it circle the sun. Half the world is under the sun. Half the world under the moon. A shifter will be chosen to help change everything. This brave shifter finds another with the same goals and together they will take on the biggest factory in what was the U.S. It is a factory so big it has a city built within it. This factory produces the dark side of the world's UV lighting and manufactures artificial food since crops don't grow as fast with UV lighting. They clone and grow meat. This city is the center of all trade and industry within the darkness. It also poisons the air, land, and water by dumping waste. The shifters have to figure out how to take down the CEO and clean up the mess all while dodging those who would seek to harm them. This is a work in progress and will keep evolving as new ideas pop into my brain. I also have been going back and editing previous chapters as I try to improve my writing skills please stick around for the ride with me and make sure to leave a review. :) Ideas from people who are reading my story as well as constructive criticism are both greatly appreciated. ***graphic language, sexual situations, murder, and drug use are all mentioned in my story***

That night, Aegis Squad infiltrated an abandoned laboratory complex to capture a mutated zombie alive for research. The air reeked of rusted metal and decay. "Make sure the trap is ready," whispered Major Pan Colman. Lila nodded, checking her device. "Ready, just waiting for the bait." Hart, tracking zombie movement, looked uneasy. "They’re smarter than we thought. We must move fast." From the shadows, a massive mutated zombie with armor-like skin emerged. "Wait for it to step into the trap," Pan whispered. As the creature moved forward, Lila activated the device. Steel clamps trapped it, sending high-voltage shocks that made it thrash violently. Before they could celebrate, Hart panicked. "Major, something big is moving behind us!" From the ruins, a giant zombie with protruding bones emerged, smashing through a wall with unnatural speed. "We need to move, now!" Pan ordered. The squad hauled the trapped zombie into their containment truck, escaping as the complex collapsed behind them. Inside the vehicle, Dr. Alaric muttered, "This isn't normal mutation. The virus is evolving too fast." Hart nodded. "It’s as if someone designed them. But who? And why?" Suddenly, a loud metallic thud echoed from the roof. "What was that?" Lila asked, weapon raised. Hart checked his tablet. "Something's on top of us! But it wasn’t detected before!" Pan signaled. "Rico, stop the vehicle. Lila and I will check." They stepped out and looked up. A tall, gaunt creature with razor-sharp claws clung to the roof, staring at them with soulless black eyes. "What the hell is that?" Lila whispered. The creature lunged with blinding speed. Pan and Lila dodged, but their bullets had no effect. "Get back inside! Now!" Pan commanded. They sprinted back, Rico hitting the gas. Hart read his tablet. "This thing… it's like a predator. Faster, stronger." Dr. Alaric whispered, "If this was made by Dominion, we’re dealing with a far deadlier bioweapon than I imagined." The creature pursued them, closing the distance. Lila and Pan fired, but it dodged effortlessly. In one leap, it grabbed the steel trap containing the mutated zombie. "It’s trying to take the zombie!" Lila yelled. Pan hurled a smoke grenade, forcing the creature to retreat. The vehicle sped away. Inside, tension remained thick. "We can't keep running," Pan stated. "We need to fight back. And we need to find out what Dominion of Varex has really done."

"In the end, it wasn’t the darkness that consumed me—it was the silence of the light I once believed in." In a world where extraordinary power comes with extraordinary risks, society has imposed strict laws to regulate them. Espers—humans with extraordinary powers—are forced to join the Corps or be hunted as criminals, high school student Elijah hides his true identity to protect himself, someone who came from a lineage of rogue or criminal Espers. Elijah was sent to fend for himself on the corps while trying his best to hide his history. As he uncovers the Corps' dark agenda and faces his own awakening powers, Elijah must decide: will he bow to a corrupt system or defy it, even if it means becoming the very villain he despise? ... Yannis, panting as he ran, risked a glance over his shoulder. "Shit, we're gonna die," he muttered, his voice dripping with sarcasm. Ezio, sprinting beside him, barely looked fazed. His expression was calm—too calm for someone being hunted down like a rabid dog. "Now, I don’t wanna hear that negative attitude," he said, dodging a stack of crates. "Look on the bright side."

[WSA ENTRY 2025] "Seriously? Of all the people I could’ve become, I end up as him?" Damien, a shut-in who spent his days cursing at authors for bad plot twists, was killed by a mysterious woman—only to wake up as Alden Draven, a forgettable extra in his favorite novel. The kind of guy who appears once, contributes nothing, and dies miserably. Determined to change his fate, Damien tried to stay under the radar… until he realized something wrong. The story isn’t following the plot. Characters are acting out of place. And worst of all— "Wait… is there another transmigrator screwing up the plot?" Now, between dodging death flags, unraveling the mystery, and dealing with a dangerously obsessed yandere, Damien’s only goal is simple: To Survive. _____________________ DM ME (Discord)- crimsonfable0737 ----------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and locations are imaginary, and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. ---------------------------------------------------

Fin Sato, a burnt-out Tokyo salaryman, thought his glory days as a beta-tester for the MMORPG Ram Online were long behind him. But when his annoyingly cheerful coworker Ren Hayashi—a secret online megastar—dies in his arms after a brutal alley ambush, Fin’s mundane life is shattered. Ren’s cryptic last words leave Fin with two things: the login to the most powerful avatar in the game and a mystery that blurs the lines between virtual worlds and real-life danger. As Fin steps into Ren’s digital persona, he must dodge relentless fans, uncover hidden conspiracies, and outmaneuver deadly rivals both online and off. But the deeper he digs, the more he realizes that Ren’s death was no accident—and his own forgotten past may hold the key to a legacy that could reshape reality itself. With razor-sharp wit and gripping twists, Ctrl+Alt+Legacy is a darkly comedic cyberpunk thriller that dives into the chaos of corporate drudgery, streaming culture, and the haunting allure of a digital world where every move could be your last.

The story have some dark sides and have herem(Not detailed]. Mc is really a evil.. ________ Hey… my name is Noel. Noel Vence. I was just a normal university student—a hardcore otaku who spent more time reading web novels than studying. My life was simple: wake up, go to class (or skip it), binge anime, and repeat. But that normal life shattered in an instant. It was supposed to be an ordinary evening. I was walking home after another long day, completely lost in thoughts about the latest murim novel I had been reading. Then… it happened. The sky split apart. A deafening roar echoed through the city as massive, glowing rifts tore open in the air. From those rifts, dark figures emerged—monsters. Real, living, breathing monsters. Dungeons had appeared on Earth. At first, I thought it was a prank, some kind of crazy sci-fi event. But the screams, the blood, the buildings crumbling under the weight of unknown creatures… it was all real. Too real. I didn't panic. Maybe it was because I had read too many apocalypse stories, but my mind adapted fast. Unlike the terrified crowds running in every direction, I immediately understood the situation. These were low-level dungeons. That meant low-level monsters. But for normal humans… this was a nightmare. Then, my heart dropped. Mom. My mother was sick. My father was overseas for business, leaving her alone at home. If one of these monsters got to our house before I did— I ran. Faster than I ever had in my life. The streets were in chaos. Creatures that looked like goblins and kobolds were slaughtering anyone they could find. Buildings were burning, cars overturned. But none of that mattered. I sprinted, dodging through alleys, taking the fastest possible route home. By the time I reached our house, my hands were shaking. The door was broken. I stepped inside. A sharp, gut-wrenching stench filled the air. Blood. My mother's body lay on the floor, lifeless. A goblin stood over her, a crude knife dripping with fresh blood in its hands. My mind blanked. Something inside me shattered. My chest tightened, my breath quickened. Rage, grief, disbelief—all my emotions exploded at once. I couldn't control it. Then, something impossible happened. A sharp, burning sensation filled my palm. And in the next moment— A spear materialized in my hand. The goblin turned, its yellow eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. It snarled and charged. I barely reacted in time, lifting the spear in reflex. The goblin's knife scraped against the wooden shaft, sending vibrations up my arms. The impact nearly knocked me off balance. Too strong…! Before I could recover, the goblin lunged again. I twisted my body, barely avoiding a stab aimed at my throat. My grip tightened on the spear, and I swung wildly. The tip scraped against the goblin's side, drawing blood. It shrieked in anger rather than pain, retaliating instantly. A sharp pain exploded in my left shoulder. The goblin's knife had found its mark. "Gah—!" I stumbled back, gasping. Blood dripped down my arm, pain burning through my entire body. But I couldn't stop. I wouldn't stop. The goblin rushed in for the kill. My mind raced. I had no formal training—just instinct and the stories I had read. But that was enough. I spun the spear, forcing the goblin to step back. For the first time, hesitation flickered in its eyes. I pressed forward, stabbing with all my strength. The goblin dodged, but I adjusted my grip mid-strike and swung the shaft instead. The wooden handle cracked against its ribs. The goblin howled in pain. I didn't give it a chance to recover. I thrust forward again, this time aiming for its leg. The spear pierced flesh. The goblin collapsed onto one knee. Adrenaline surged through me. I raised the spear over my head. Then— The goblin grinned. My instincts screamed at me to move, but I was too slow. The goblin lunged one last time, its blade sinking into my side. I gasped, my vision blurring. Pain roared through my

Guys here is my pitch..... In the sprawling world of fantasy, we’ve often been treated to tales of heroes reincarnated with divine blessings, legendary powers, or cheat-like abilities, thrust into magical lands as shining saviors—or chaotic terrors. But what happens when the very concept of reincarnation becomes a curse? When the divine boon is a big fat joke, and the "cheat system" doesn’t quite… cheat? Enter John, the unluckiest reincarnate. Blessed by a god and thrust into a fantasy world, he dreams of glory, power, and adventure—only to wake up as a normal, utterly powerless bird. Not a mythical phoenix, not an ancient thunder eagle. Just… a bird. To make matters worse, this world is no ordinary realm. It's a land scarred by the devastating legacies of past isekai’d heroes and villains, whose reckless exploits piled skeletons into mountains and turned their cheats into harbingers of chaos. Fed up with these unruly intruders, the ancients of the realm banded together to create a world-shaking seal: all reincarnated souls are trapped in the bodies of harmless animals, confined to isolated sanctuaries that function more like fantasy zoos. Here’s the twist: this isn’t mercy. It’s a resource grab. The powerful beast tamers of this realm have turned these reincarnated souls into exotic pets, prized for their cheat-like potential. John finds himself at the bottom of the food chain in every sense. His cheat doesn’t work. His human form is gone. And his world is filled with predatory cultivators who see him as either a snack or a tool. But John isn’t one to give up so easily. What starts as despair quickly turns into cunning survival. With wings and wit as his only tools, John must navigate layers of misfortune, dodge fate’s sharp talons, and cheat his way through a world determined to keep him grounded. Get ready to join John on a wildly unconventional journey—one where reincarnation isn’t a ticket to greatness, but a death sentence he’s determined to rewrite. His story is one of humor, wit, and persistence, as he explores a world where he is the joke and his survival is the punchline. Main tags: reincarnation/isekai, beast taming cultivation system, comedy, action, adventure. Of course No-harem!

"In Qiyuan, kissing is an act of mutual surrender. To ask for a kiss is to ask someone to be yours, while offering yourself in return. On that note, making love is a common practice and is regarded as deeply romantic." —Book 1 of Romances in Qiyuan— Haruki had no memories prior to his awakening. With only his black katana and his name to ground him in an identity, he lived through every encounter on pure instinct and a great deal of luck. But it wasn't until he locked eyes with Lanling, those sky-blue orbs gazing at him with the stillness of a lake, that he believed his luck had finally peaked. Shamelessly, he integrated into General Lanling Cheng's army, finding the man even more pleasing to his eyes the longer he watched over him. But as Haruki learned more about his new idol, he began to realize just how deep their connection ran, how precious the memories stolen from him were, and how deeply he loved this man. No matter how many times his mind was wiped clean, his feelings seemed to cross beyond the boundaries of memory, for he had long branded the image and name of Lanling Cheng into the very depths of his soul. He could only hope for a day when the curse that plagued them—this curse that relentlessly tested their love—would finally be shattered, and they could live on with their lives in peace. ~#~#~#~#~#~ [Volumes Synopsis] —Volume 1 [1-50] Amidst the war between the Silver Dragons and the Black Pythons, familiar faces and voices seemed to emerge from nowhere, as though fate itself were playing a cruel game, tugging relentlessly at Haruki’s mind—almost desperate to make him remember his past. But to Haruki, the most important thing was meeting and shamelessly flirting with the general, so he couldn’t care less. Besides, Lanling had told him not to remember, and who was he to disobey his future wife? —Volume 2 [51-145] Haruki and his friends find themselves in a typical isekai setting! At least, that's what Haruki originally thought. But soon, he realized the waters in the palace ran deep, and his connection to whatever schemes were brewing here stretched all the way back to before he even came to... Earth? So, he's a local? Oh, and there’s that Lanling Cheng… Haruki: ...God, why is he so hot? —Volume 3 [146~300] Lanling lost his best friend… his boyfriend… his fated lover. And the loneliness brought by the sudden emptiness gripped his heart every day, almost driving him mad, scorching anyone who dared touch his reverse scale. But just as he gave up dodging the oncoming claws of a chimera, the wind swept him away—into a familiar embrace. Haruki had come back. With a new identity, a new family, and a new… fiancé?! Lanling was in tatters. How had his boyfriend become someone else’s fiancé?? Determined to win him back, he appoints Haruki as his knight, keeps him by his side at all times, and climbs into his bed at night… ~#~#~#~#~#~ —2 chs/day [12PM GMT-6] or [2AM GMT+8] [M]—Mature Content Contact: https://discord.gg/cMqPN7WVbf Best Unca Consultant: Zeriq Haruk [for worldbuilding] PS: Idk why I started adding the synopsis for every volume, but I'm silly enough to keep em going xD

Hazekaya was just an ordinary guy… until he woke up in another world. Sounds exciting, right? WRONG! Before he could even process his isekai moment, he found himself being chased by a horde of horny male orcs. From dodging unwanted "affections", to getting thrown in jail, to accidentally sleeping in horse crap and earning just enough to not starve. Between dealing with an ex-adventurer boss, getting tricked by his so-called "friends," and realizing even slimes are harder to kill than he thought, his life in this new world is anything but the overpowered adventure he dreamed of. Instead of becoming a hero, he’s stuck as a low-wage wall repairman, constantly broke, and now the locals call him "Shitman." With zero cheat skills, no legendary weapons, and a severe lack of dignity, Hazekaya is left wondering—"Why is my isekai life like this!?"

Greg watched his world come to an end under the hands of the enemies supported by his fellow species. while blaming himself for not starting the game early or not investing into, or for awakening a trash talent he close his eyes and embraced dead but that was not the end of his story as he regressed to ten years prior to the unfortunate event. with knowledge of the future and determination he buys a gaming helmet and plunged into the game- Apocalypse that signalled the start of something more. with his knowledge of the future, his skills that made him shine even with his trashy talent and the awakening of an ex rank talent, 100% Dodge rate that makes attacking him impossible, read Greg's revenge and rise to the top protecting those he cares about while punishing his enemies

I was just your average student—no special talents, no grand dreams, and most importantly… no girlfriend. My days were spent grinding through life, with my only true passion being games, mangas, and web novels. Every day, I’d see couples walking by, holding hands, whispering sweet nothings, and I’d think, Hell yeah! When's it my turn?! I mean, I deserve a cute girlfriend too, right? Someone to hold, someone to kiss—just once, please! But, of course, life had other plans. One second, I was daydreaming about romance. The next? BAM! Truck-kun hit me with the ultimate rejection letter—straight to another world. When I opened my eyes, I realized I had reincarnated... but not as the hero, not even as the sidekick. Nope. I got stuck as some low-level villain—a total extra—the kind that exists just to get one-shot by the protagonist in the early chapters. The good news? I know this game inside out. The bad news? The whole world is out to kill me. But if they think I'm going down that easily, they're in for a surprise. Using my game knowledge, I'll dodge every death flag, exploit every loophole, and rise to the top! And hey, if I end up with a harem of gorgeous girls along the way? Well… let’s call it a happy bonus! This is my story—where I rewrite my destiny, break the game, and maybe... just maybe... finally get that kiss! Support this Shameless Author with Power Stones Gifts and Golden Tickets

Lucas "Luke" Chandler is a master of illusion, but his magic is all about sleight of hand and clever tricks, not real sorcery. In a twist of fate, Luke finds himself transported to a world where magic is genuine and powerful. Hailed as a great magician, Luke must use his wits and skills to keep up the charade and survive in this fantastical realm. As Luke navigates his new life, hilarity and danger follow him at every turn. From outsmarting people to dodging magical creatures, he must continually perform the ultimate illusion: convincing everyone that he possesses true magical power. Amidst the adventure, Luke grapples with his identity and the constant threat of being exposed as a fraud. In a world where magic is real, Luke discovers that the greatest power might just be his unique ability to blend illusion with reality. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events and incidents are the product of the author's imagination and his only. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Heavy language is used in the story. Blood, gore, violence and sexual acts are also depicted in the story. Update: a chapters a day Site: https://akikure.carrd.co/

Synopsis: Our Female Lead didn’t exactly sign up to be the royal wife of a mad king—especially not in a medieval kingdom where betrayal is as common as bad fashion choices. One moment, she’s a modern woman living a poor life, the next thing she knows, she’s transmigrated and stuck in an arranged marriage with a man who’s scarier than dragons and older than dirt! But hey, at least she’s rich now, right? Still, life as a queen is far from glamorous. Between dodging family drama worthy of a royal soap opera, uncovering dangerous secrets that could bring the kingdom to its knees, and trying not to lose her mind to an annoying goddess system in her head that makes things more difficult rather than easier, she discovers something even worse— having an old romance tie to Tristan, her handsome yet now off-limits step-son. Just what she needs, right? With her heart and life in constant jeopardy, the stakes couldn’t be higher. One thing’s for sure though: in Caeloria, the crown might be heavy, but it’s never boring.

Hi, I’m Liam Remmick, and this is the story of how I killed my father, Steve Nazar—a total douche bag. If you’re gonna listen, I better start from the beginning. Don’t worry about spoilers; I don’t care if I ruin a thing or two. My mom, Shayla Remmick, left me at a young age, and I’ve been fending for myself ever since. She died when I was ten, so yeah, you can guess the rest. Unlike other kids with amazing dads, mine’s an absolute asshole. He fucked my mom, rejected her when she got pregnant, and then tried to eliminate us. Nice guy, right? Mom died protecting me from his assassins. Father of the year. After her death, I bounced between foster homes until they got tired of me. Now, I live in a cave with bats instead of cockroaches—it’s a win, right? I’ve learned to handle them. When I’m not eating bat meat, I hunt for mushrooms, snails, and wild boars—though I’ve only caught broken bones so far. Don’t judge me; I’m an eleven-year-old living alone. ……………………………..✍️ A blond-haired man in his fifties stands combat-ready, wielding a sword against a grey-haired man. The grey-haired man, Seth, has a one-bladed scythe floating beside him. “Each time we do this, you’re always the one on the ground. Don’t you think you should give up?” Seth asks, smirking. “This time will be different. I’ll wipe that smirk off your face, Seth,” Steve replies. Their blades clash, sparks flying as they exchange blows. “You’re still as reckless as ever, Steve,” Seth says, dodging a wild swing. “And you’re still as arrogant,” Steve retorts, landing a kick that Seth barely blocks. The two combatants dance across the battlefield, their movements lightning-fast. Seth summons a swirling vortex of shadows, attempting to ensnare Steve. But Steve counters with his “Ten Thousand Swords” technique, unleashing a barrage of sword strikes that shred the shadows. Seth leaps back, avoiding the attacks by mere inches. “You’ve improved.” Steve sneers. “Not enough to take you down?” Seth smiles grimly. “We’ll see.” With a swift gesture, Seth unleashes a wave of dark energy. Steve counters with his sword, channeling a burst of light energy. The two forces collide, unleashing a shockwave that shakes the ground. Their battle rages on, neither warrior yielding. …………………………….. ✍️ Welcome back. This story isn’t about them; it’s about me. You’ll meet them soon enough. So, do I have your attention? Good! Isn’t this a story you want to see to the end? Let’s begin. Oh, and this story’s called Shadow.

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

Callum Dorian, a sharp-tongued and dangerously intense werewolf Alpha, is accused of murdering Felicity Graves, a powerful collector. Vivienne "Vivi" Kane Supernatural Law is dragged into a deadly conspiracy. Felicity’s death isn’t just a crime—it’s a spark threatening to ignite a war among supernatural factions, and the Council is eager to blame Callum. Forced to clear his name, Vivi must navigate treacherous alliances, dodge killers, and unravel the mystery of a missing cursed relic tied to Felicity’s murder. As tensions rise, so does the heat between Vivi and Callum. Their fiery clashes ignite into an intense, forbidden connection that neither can ignore. But when a night of passion leads to something far more permanent, Vivi faces an impossible choice: protect her independence or embrace the vulnerability of being mated to one of the most powerful—and infuriating—men she’s ever met. - Taking a Long break will resume when have 50 collections

"A mortal dares enter my domain? Nonetheless, you shall die!" Said the God of Immortality. A giant blade struck down, as if it were lightning. Although Alex's health had plummeted straight to zero, his S level talent, Undying and Unyielding, restored 10% of his HP. -System Menu- [HP: 6,843/68,430] [Inventory: Blade of DragonBreath, LifeSaving Treasure x3, etc.] Skills: Fire Fist: On cooldown [10s] And many more. Alex kept on wasting time, dodging the attacks of the God of Immortality by a hair. 10..9..8..7..6..2..1! "Fire-" The blade of the God of Immortality hit him once again, this time, his talent failing to save him, and his LifeSaving talents required him to use them to save him from death. He had no time to put them in effect. -- A 20 year old man woke up, in a fairly large apartment room. Ding. His eyes shot open. He gasped, jerking upright and instinctively touching himself all over. Yet he had no injuries. No pain. No blood.

Starting life as a college student is hard, but not as hard as dying on your very first day. Ali Asad was just your average guy, ready to start fresh in a new city for college. But when he jumped into traffic to save a mysterious woman, his good deed got him killed—fast and painfully. Just when he thought it was game over, he woke up alive... sort of. Turns out, the woman he saved, Carrisa, had a few tricks up her sleeve. Now resurrected as an immortal being and renamed Alicarde, he’s thrust into a world of ancient power struggles, dark magic, and impossible expectations. Bound to Carrisa’s fate, Alicarde quickly learns that being immortal isn’t all it's cracked up to be. Instead of focusing on classes or meeting new friends, he’s dodging dangerous foes, navigating Carrisa’s high-stakes supernatural battles, and trying to figure out just what his role is in all this madness. All while struggling with the fact that he really didn’t sign up for any of this. Thrown into a fight for survival with powers he barely understands and a fate that’s now intertwined with Carrisa’s, Alicarde has to adapt fast—or risk dying all over again, this time for good. join discord https://discord.com/invite/5VVpgK9DUU

When she woke up as Lady Claudia Barberini—the tragic cannon fodder villainess fated to die at the hands of a manipulative villain—she vowed to avoid the plot at all costs. Her new goal? Live the high life, bask in endless luxury, and steer clear of danger. But who knew escaping one villain would draw the attention of a whole host of others—each more dangerous and complicated than the last? To make matters worse, her mind-reading ability isn’t as helpful as it sounds. Sure, she can hear everyone's thoughts—but when it comes to matters of the heart, one mind remains frustratingly silent. As sinister schemes pile up like unpaid debts and powerful figures start vying for her attention like she’s the last cupcake at a royal banquet, Claudia wonders if her so-called "new life" is secretly a cosmic joke. She’s just trying to avoid getting killed—and keep her closet stocked with the finest silks while she's at it. Can she outwit the plot, flip it and save the one person she actually cares about? Or will she end up as the tragic side villainess of a story she was supposed to dodge, all while wearing an admittedly fabulous gown?

The final ingredient to finding true love is one teaspoon of lies. **** On her 18th birthday, Elspeth's world was shattered after a one-night stand left her pregnant. The child's father, Alan, betrayed her by revealing his alliance with her scheming half-sister, Heather, who aimed to steal Elspeth's position as heiress. To protect their family’s reputation, her parents sent her away in disgrace. Years later, Elspeth returns, determined to reclaim her place and exact revenge on those who wronged her. But her family’s pressure to marry complicates things. Desperate to dodge a blind date, she impulsively kisses Castiel Stepanov, her daughter's teacher, using him as a convenient escape. When a key investor insists on meeting her husband, Elspeth sees an opportunity and proposes a fake marriage to Castiel. Castiel, a powerful Russian business mogul and part-time elementary teacher, has his own hidden agenda. Traumatized by witnessing the murder of his family, Castiel’s life has been driven by the desire for revenge. Unbeknownst to Elspeth, her father is responsible for the tragedy that destroyed his family. Eager to destroy Elspeth's life, Castiel agrees to the sham marriage, intent on ruining her and her father. As their fake marriage progresses, hidden truths and deep-seated wounds begin to surface. Can Elspeth balance her desire for vengeance with her need to protect her heart, her daughter, and her empire? And will Castiel follow through with his plan for revenge, or will love and the weight of the past consume them both? _______ TROPES: One night stand. Pregnancy. Contract/Fake Marriage. Win her back. Betrayal x Revenge Family. First person (dual perspectives) ______ IG: @ebynamani TT: @eby.namani

Meet Yozora, the charming student council president with a love that’s as intense as it is terrifying. He's got a sharp smile, a dangerous edge, and a love for Momo that makes stalking look like a hobby. When Momo, an ordinary girl trying to avoid drama, accidentally becomes the center of his obsessive attention, things spiral from sweet gestures to… creepy behavior. Yozora’s “love” is full of flowers, threats, and knives—but all in the name of passion, right? Whether he’s writing her name on every scrap of paper he can find, cornering her with a knife in a back alley, or showing up uninvited just to remind her who she belongs to, Yozora isn’t going to let anything—or anyone—stand between him and his perfect girl. But Momo? She’s just trying to survive. Between dodging his unpredictable moods, refusing his advances, and desperately trying to keep her sanity intact, Momo has no idea what she’s gotten herself into. Can she survive his “love,” or will she fall victim to his twisted affection? Find out in this dark romance comedy where obsession is the ultimate love language—and Momo’s just trying not to get stabbed in the process. Warning: This book contains humor, romance, and seriously unhinged behavior. Read at your own risk—Yozora may just win you over. Or else.

Zou Yue jumped to the side, dodging an extended claw of a growling zombie. A pair of warm hands gripped his small waist from behind and pulled him over to a sturdy chest. The same pair of hands slowly groped his chest. “Brother fan w—what are you doing?!” Zou carefully looked up at him. Fan Xui smirked mysteriously at him and removed the huge shades stylishly. A clear pair of eyes met Zou’s challengingly. “since I saved you just now, why don’t you give me a kiss?” “you... you can see!!! Aren’t you blind!!!” Zou Yue glanced in shock. He pushed himself for of his body. Fan Xui laughed out loud, gently caressing Zou’s long black hair. “are you gonna leave me now?,” he continued groping his barely their chest through his girly tank top. “Fuck yeah!! Let go you poser.” he pushed him away and started shooting the zombies outside with renewed passion. Fan suddenly caught his wrist. “You bastard, what are you doing, let go of my hand. The zombies are coming!!!” “Hmm okay,” Fan Xui let go. He swiftly snapped a fluffy handcuff snugly on his wrist, tying them both together. “Now we are tied together for live and death,” “FAN. XUI!! Get this off of me!” Zou growled at him, but the young man just laughed happily. “Sigh, you are beautiful even when you are angry, dear,” Fan Xui whispered and pulled him up for a passionate kiss. He gently bit those soft lips and moaned. “Delicious,” Letting go, he slowly waved his hand towards the upcoming zombies and they are reduced to ashes.

The sun was setting over the bustling streets of New York City, casting a warm orange glow over the crowded sidewalks. Amidst the chaos, two strangers crossed paths in a fleeting moment that would change the course of their lives forever. Samantha, a bright-eyed and ambitious young woman, was rushing to meet a friend for dinner. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she dodged pedestrians and hailed a taxi. Jude, a charming and introspective artist, stood on the corner, lost in thought. His eyes were fixed on a nearby street performer, mesmerized by the beauty of the music. As Samantha rushed past, her purse slipped from her shoulder, spilling its contents onto the sidewalk. Jude, caught off guard, instinctively reached out to help. Their hands touched, and a spark of electricity ran through both of them. They exchanged a brief, shy smile before Samantha hurried away, leaving Jude wondering if he would ever see her again. Little did they know, their lives were about to become forever intertwined.

It was supposed to be another normal dnd session but in the next moment I felt my whole body pulled into the desktop and into the fantasy world. But not in the city my character was in but an uknown city geared with basic equipment and lost without nowhere to go, A wolf!? I crossed my arm to guard [rolling hit with advantage..{1,1} Fail the wolf missed his bite and stumbled on its feet, feeling threatened by your existence and immaculate way of you dodging it ran away in fear] Reading the floating bar I screamed internally "You have gotten to be kidding me!"

In a world stripped of its colors by the ravages of war, 19-year-old Jean and his 10-year-old sister Damichii find themselves standing amidst the ruins of their once vibrant lives. Their family is gone, their home obliterated, and the memories of peace fading into a void. With nothing but each other, they embark on a harrowing journey across a desolate, war-torn land, searching for safety, hope, and a place to belong. As Jean shoulders the burden of protecting his sister, Damichii’s childlike resilience offers a fragile spark of light in their bleak reality. Together, they navigate treacherous landscapes, dodge the shadows of conflict, and face the haunting emptiness of loss. Each step forward is a test of their humanity, forcing them to question if they can ever reclaim a world worth living in—or if their future will remain as blank as the shattered walls around them. "Blank" is a poignant tale of survival, love, and the unyielding bond between siblings, set against the stark backdrop of a world where everything has been erased except the will to endure.

"Reclaimers" 10 years ago, the world fell. The red moon rose, shattering the earth and unleashing monstrous beings known as Reclaimers from its depths. Cities crumbled, humanity’s weapons proved futile, and survivors were forced into hiding. The once-dominant species became prey. Among the ruins, Ash and Lilith, orphaned siblings, grew up dodging death. Born into a shattered world, they’ve survived by relying on each other and the instincts honed from years of evading the horrors stalking their every step. But Ash wants more than survival—he wants revenge. When a chance encounter with the Vanguard—a hardened group of elite warriors fighting to reclaim the planet—offers them a glimpse of hope, Ash and Lilith are drawn into a dangerous journey toward the Citadel, humanity’s last stronghold. With Reclaimers hunting their every move and the promise of freedom and strength within reach, Ash dreams of joining the fight. But the red moon’s secrets run deeper than anyone knows, and the siblings’ survival will force them to confront not only the monsters outside but the ones within. Will humanity rise from its ruins, or has the Fall only just begun?

One quiet night, Luke Lorence awoke in terror to find his room filled with golden strings, eerily suspended above him. Instinctively, he dodged their touch, convinced they were part of a sinister attempt to control him. As he delved deeper into the mystery of the strings, he discovered that the city he lived in concealed a dark secret, and the people he thought he knew were not who they appeared to be. The truth is... the city is nothing but a stage—a play—a Marionette City!

Jin Yue thought her biggest problem was balancing a normal life with the strange, vivid dreams of an ancient world. But when a freak lightning storm struck her, she finds herself waking up as the "Saint" of Western Qi...a title she neither wanted nor deserves, especially when her supposed miracles always seem to go disastrously wrong. To make matters worse, her new life comes with deadly politics, a conniving stepmother, and sisters who wouldn’t mind seeing her reputation crumble. And then there’s her fiancé...the cold, dangerously handsome Third Prince, Murong Yezi, who looks at her like she’s more of a nuisance than a bride. Not that Jin Yue minds too much. But while Jin Yue busies herself dodging assassination attempts and acing palace banquets with her modern flair, she begins to suspect there’s more at play than royal scheming. Murong Yezi,the powerful immortal king, punished by the heavens and temporarily trapped in the mortal world by the powerful arrays and barriers isolating the mortal realm from the immortal....He needs answers, and if it weren’t for the mystery surrounding her, he would have eliminated her already. But Jin Yue’s beauty and fearless antics make her harder to ignore than he expected. Soon, Jin Yue realizes that her chaotic life in Western Qi may be just the beginning. realising she has fragmented souls caught between two realms, it’s not long before the Immortal Realm itself comes calling. In a world of powerful cultivators, and secret realms, Jin Yue will have to navigate more than just palace intrigue. having space, magical beasts and various ancient hidden cultivation manual, jinyue has all it takes to be the navigate through the world with confidence. Will Jin Yue’s quick wit and charm be enough to win over the icy Third Prince and unlock the secrets of her birth and the Immortal Realm? Or will she fall victim to forces far greater than the politics of the mortal world? One thing’s for certain: being a saint was never supposed to be this dangerous.

While navigating the political turmoil of vampiric politics, Aletta Winters must dodge enemies from every side. If the nature of her sire becomes known, not only will the Inquisition be after her head, but all vampire society will be hunting her, either for her destruction or for the secrets of monsters from before the biblical flood.