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Long ago… Aetheria was a world where humanity discovered Awakening—a power that gave them extraordinary strength and abilities. People cherished this power, and peace spread across the land. But everything changed when the Yamigami appeared. The Yamigami unleashed monsters… 'Pylomarias' Bringing destruction to Aetheria. Kingdom burned, and life was reduced to ashes. Then, hope came from the sky—a single star crashing down to Aetheria. But it wasn't a star. It was the 'Legendary Hero' The Hero fought the Yamigami for years. Their battles were fierce, and the continent was split into seven lands. In the end, the Hero defeated and sealed the Yamigami. But the cost was it's own life in the process… The people of Aetheria worshipped the Legendary Hero as a savior, but the world remained scarred. Centuries Later… In a small village, a boy named Tetsuya awakened—but nothing happened. No power. No change. "The Weakest Awakener." People mocked him, and he was seen as worthless. But even in his pain, Tetsuya found people he could trust, people who believed in him. Follow Tetsuya's Adventure through different places, ancient places, ruins, different dimensions, etc… —————— Copyright Notice 'Azrael: The Awakening' © FakeZone 2025 | All rights reserved. This work is the property of FakeZone. No part of it may be copied, reproduced, or distributed in any form without the author’s permission, except for brief excerpts used in reviews or articles. Unauthorized use, duplication, or distribution is a violation of applicable laws and will be prosecuted.

In Qiu Che’s previous life, she disguised herself as a man to take the imperial examination for her brother. For the so-called great plan of her father and brother, she married the most favored princess of the dynasty, Li Qingwu, at all costs. But after ten years of marriage, she never touched her finger. On the day she became the powerful prime minister, she died at the hands of her biological father. Her brother stepped on her corpse and became famous. And she died quietly in the prime minister’s mansion in the cold spring night. It was her wife who she had never seen once, who collected her corpse for her, set fire to the prime minister’s mansion, and finally committed suicide with a sword in front of her grave. When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the eighteenth year of Zhenfeng. It was the year when she had just passed the imperial examination and was in high spirits. She rode a horse through the streets, and suddenly raised her eyes and saw a man standing by the pavilion with a crowd on his left and right, looking at her quietly from top to bottom. Vermilion mole, red lips, beautiful beyond compare. In her eyes are endless sparks. It was not until this life that Qiu Che finally knew that the bad fate in her previous life, which she thought was obtained by despicable calculation, was actually the fate that Li Qingwu had sought after three bows and nine kowtows in the Golden Palace. She is Li Qingwu, a model of a lady from a noble family, and she is a rebellious person only once in her life. It is also the one that the other party has been seeking for countless days and nights. Reading Guide: ① A little bloody and ancient style, one-way secret love becomes two-way running ② 1v1, HE ③ Fictional historical background, it is a refreshing article, sweet and sour, believe me (patting the chest.jpg)

Ji Rong died suddenly after staying up all night playing an online game, only to wake up as the evil villainess who meets her demise at the hands of the heroine in the game’s ending. Determined to change her fate, she resolved to fight against the heroine until the bitter end. But then, the sweet and naive heroine unexpectedly… awakened. A certain “mad dog” pounced on her, whispering teasingly into her ear: “Senior Sister, isn’t this fun?” Expressionless, Ji Rong replied, “Not at all.” Now, facing the heroine who radiates dark energy and wears “I’m no good” on her face, Ji Rong could only weep internally and curse the game developers for ruining her youth. From a near-death awakening: “I can’t believe it—the NPC… is me!” Having reincarnated as the villainous Senior Sister, Ji Rong initially thought she was handed the script for The Villain’s Redemption Story—or at least I Became a Light at the End of the Game. Instructions 1. Aloof and suicidal senior sister x reborn drama queen junior sister. 2. The realm levels in the text are: Beginning Realm, Spiritual Communication, Heart-Seeking, Riding the Wind, Stepping on the Moon, Chasing the Clouds, Infinite, Desperate, Returning to the Dust. 3. This article has many twists and turns. There will be twists and turns, and it will be sweet all the way to the finale.

New novel "Tremble, Universe's Great Beings" is currently being serialized~ Overnight, a beautiful culinary goddess turned into the despised Little Disaster Star A rundown house with three rooms, a disabled father, a weak mother, and two skinny younger sisters to take care of What?! Her mother gave birth to three daughters just because she was hard on her brothers' lives? Her father fell off the roof and has been bedridden for half a year, just because she was playing with mud nearby? She calls her grandparents once, and instantly one falls ill and the other has an accident; even the beloved sons of her Uncle's family choke on their food because that day happens to be her birthday Humph! Uncle might tolerate it, but Aunt cannot! If I don't show my power, will they all treat me like Garfield the cat?! They think for five taels of silver, they can sell me to a sick weakling for good luck? Fine, since I'm the Little Disaster Star, let's turn your house into a disaster zone! They want to sell her sister into a wealthy household to become a slave or maidservant? She shouts, grabs a cleaver, fights the demons she meets, and slays the ghosts she encounters. From then onwards, her reputation as a wild shrew spreads throughout the village So be it if I'm wild. For the sake of loved ones, I gladly become the wild Kitchen Lady. With my superb cooking skills, I open a restaurant, become a top chef, develop new recipes, capture the hearts of food lovers, and even come up with new ways to make a big fortune, leading my whole family to wealth and a better standard of living! As for those shameless relatives licking their faces and coming back to recognize kinship, she gives a sweet smile, waves them farewell: Have a good trip. The disownment paper is already framed and hanging on the wall! As for men, well, even my little sister knows: Being handsome can't fill your stomach. A man who earns money, spoils his wife, and follows the three obediences and four virtues is a top-quality brother-in-law. Serious statement: This article is purely fictional. Please do not imitate any plots, behaviors, actions, etc. Cherish your life and live well~

"Football isn't just a game"—it's life. For 16-year-old David Jones, football is more than a sport; it's an escape, a calling, and the only thing that makes sense in a world full of challenges. The electric thrill of scoring a last-minute winner, the roar of the crowd—it’s the closest thing to freedom he knows. But David's journey is far from simple. Blessed with extraordinary talent yet burdened by fiery anger, he’s fighting battles on and off the pitch. Growing up as the son of a Nigerian immigrant and a British mother, David navigates the pressures of cultural expectations, the weight of his own ambitions, and the scrutiny of a sport that demands perfection. Passion drives him forward, but his temper holds him back. Can he channel his emotions and prove himself worthy of being football's next big star? David Jones: The Next big thing is a gripping coming-of-age story about resilience, identity, and the unrelenting pursuit of dreams. Disclaimer: This work is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All trademarks, brand names, and other proprietary rights mentioned or depicted are the property of their respective owners and are used for illustrative purposes only. This work is not affiliated with or endorsed by any brand, company, or individual mentioned. All rights reserved.

Izan, a Spanish-Japanese boy who lived with his mother and sister in the heart of Valencia played for the Valencia academy since he could remember. As life fucks as all, Izan found himself being laid off by his club for being talentless. Frustrated, Izan runs around his local pitch, trying to get the news off his mind. As fate would have it, Izan gets struck by lightning which gives him a system. Izan with the system embarks on a journey to becoming 'THE' god of football. We all know he can and probably will but how does he get there? ************ 1. set in post messi-ronaldo dominant era.[2022, post-messi-ronaldo peak era in Europe] 2. Real-world likeness. 3. 1700 words on average Let's get this novel up. Help me with your power stones and reviews and share this Novel ************* Also, all rights reserved for the companies and teams and also players I use in the novel since I don't know how image rights work and I'm too lazy to search it up on Bing-, I mean google here's the discord guys https://discord.gg/B7PXyBg3 1 dragon: 2 bonus chapters 1 magic Castle= 5 bonus chapters [will be released the day following the gift] 100 Powerstones= 1 bonus chapter [released the same day] 20 golden tickets= 1bonus chapter [will be spread across the week]

Zara's eyes were glued to Xavier's bare chest, unable to look away. The sculpted muscles, the deep V-line, the way his sweatpants hung low on his hips—she couldn't help but be captivated. It was as if her brain had short-circuited, and all logic had left her. She moved a step closer, almost unconsciously, her hand lifting as if to touch his chest. Before her fingers could make contact, Xavier's quick reflexes caught her wrist. His grip was firm, but not harsh, and he raised an eyebrow, looking at her with an amused expression. "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his voice low but laced with a hint of teasing. Zara, startled but determined not to show weakness, scratched the back of her head awkwardly, trying to save face. "What do you mean? Why are you walking around shirtless?" she countered, trying to shift the focus off herself. Xavier's smirk deepened, his dark eyes glinting with mischief. "I'm not the one sneaking around in other people's rooms, Zara. You're the one who barged in here." Zara blinked, her mind scrambling to find an excuse. "Oh, right," she muttered, still not sure how to explain her behavior. She gave him a sheepish grin, but her eyes darted back to his chest, trying to look casual. "I was just… looking for something," she said, her words trailing off as she tried to think of a better lie. Xavier didn't buy it for a second. Slowly, he took a step forward, closing the distance between them. Zara instinctively took a step back, but Xavier followed, not giving her any space to escape. Her heart raced as she backed up again, trying to keep some distance between them, but Xavier wasn't making it easy. "Trying to run away now?" Xavier teased, his voice laced with playful challenge. He moved another step forward, and Zara continued retreating, her back now against the wall. Her breath hitched as she realized she had nowhere else to go. "I wasn't trying to run away," Zara said quickly, her voice a little too high-pitched. "Just, you know, I… I don't want to intrude. I just—"  But Xavier wasn't interested in her stammering excuses. His gaze remained locked on her, and as he stepped closer, his hand that had caught her wrist slowly slid down to her fingers, brushing against her skin. The gentle touch sent an unexpected shiver down her spine. Zara's heart hammered in her chest, and she took another step back, this time bumping into the wall with a soft thud. She couldn't help but feel the heat building between them, the tension so thick it was almost palpable. Xavier, now mere inches from her, tilted his head, his lips curling into a playful grin. "I think you're lying," he murmured, his voice soft, but full of mischief. "You were trying to touch my chest, weren't you?" Zara's face flushed with heat, and she tried to push back against him, but it was like trying to move a mountain. She cleared her throat, trying to recover some of her composure. "Maybe I was," she admitted, her voice low. "But, um… so what? It's not like you're making it easy to ignore." Xavier's grin widened as he leaned even closer, his body just inches away from hers. The closeness was overwhelming, and Zara's mind started to spin. She could feel the heat radiating off his chest, and she had to fight the urge to reach up and touch it again. "Is that so?" Xavier whispered, his breath warm against her ear. He placed his hand on the wall beside her head, trapping her in place as he stared down at her with a wicked gleam in his eyes. "You sure about that?".

Rex was just another slave in the corporate machine, a faceless office worker under the shadow of one of the galaxy's powerful megacorps. His life was predictable and dull, an endless cycle of meaningless reports and fluorescent-lit monotony. That was, until that day.... When a new world was discovered on the outskirts of the galaxy, Rex, like countless other low-ranking employees, found himself dragged into a contract clause he’d barely skimmed years ago. The megacorp ordered him and his coworkers to pack their lives into a transport pod and leave for the unexplored planet. Their mission? Establish a colony. Mine resources. Make the company richer. There was no choice, refusing meant ruin. At first, everything seemed manageable. The days were grueling, the nights cold, but progress was steady. The colony was coming to life. Until the excavation team struck something. No one knew what it was at first, a buried hive, a forgotten ecosystem, or something ancient and dangerous. Whatever it was, it unleashed hell. Swarms of enormous, chittering creatures erupted from the ground, their jagged bodies blotting out the sky. The colony fell into chaos. Screams echoed through the air as the bugs tore through everything in their path, walls, machines, and people. Rex barely survived. Bloodied, broken, and pinned beneath the rubble, he should have died there. But in the pitch-black silence of his fading consciousness, a voice spoke to him. Cold. Mechanical. Otherworldly. "Do you wish to live?" When Rex woke, he was no longer the man he’d been. His body was no longer human flesh and bone but something far more alien. His skin shimmered with living metal, his mind infused with the power of Cleo, a mysterious AI from a long-extinct, robotic race known as the Kaelzars. Cleo’s presence pulsed through his thoughts, guiding him and transforming him. He wasn’t just alive. He was reborn. But survival came at a price. Rex was no longer a pawn of the megacorp; he was something more dangerous, something they couldn’t control. As Cleo’s intentions began to reveal themselves, Rex found himself standing on the precipice of war, not just with the bugs but with forces far greater than he could have imagined. This was the beginning of a journey through blood-soaked battlefields and treacherous alliances. Along the way, Rex would encounter allies, brilliant, flawed, and unpredictable, and enemies whose ambitions were as sharp as their blades. These weren’t disposable foes, easily crushed by an overpowered hero. They were cunning, relentless, and human in the most terrifying ways. But then again, in war, who can truly be called a villain? New chapters every day at: [13 P.M GMT+8 Time!] [16 P.M GMT+8 Time!] If there comes an extra chapter, it would be released at: [00:00 GMT+8 TIME!]

　　As a melon eater in the new era, Jiang Youtao is like a melon in the melon field. She is there wherever there are melons. So on a thunderstorm night with lightning and rain, she traveled through time and became a poor little girl with the same name in the 1970s. 　　The poor little girl lost her mother at an early age, and her scumbag father remarried. Not only did she not have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, but she also had to do endless housework and endure endless beatings and scolding. 　　The time when Jiang Youtao traveled through time was the moment when the poor scumbag father forced the original owner to go to the countryside to take over his stepbrother's place in order to have someone to take care of him in his old age and to smash a pot after his death. 　　Thinking about the environment of hunger and cold in this era, Jiang Youtao's eyes went dark. In the last second before she lost consciousness, a voice appeared in her mind: 　　[ Ding ~ The melon-eating system is at your service. As long as you complete the melon-eating task, you can exchange it for supplies~~] 　　In order to have enough food and clothes, Jiang Youtao tried hard, so she ran around in the bloody world that was a fusion of many contemporary literatures, either eating melons or on the way to eat melons. 　　A certain educated youth from the same educated youth point traveled through time with space supplies, but ended up being a poverty alleviation stepmother; 　　"The mission is here ~ Watch and mess up the first meeting between the male and female protagonists, and the rewards are: 3 meat buns, 500g beef jerky, 1kg butter melon seeds." 　　A young wife in the village who had just been married for one day woke up and wanted to divorce her husband and marry her ex-husband's uncle; 　　"Ding ~ Watch the famous scene of the heroine getting divorced and applaud in public to receive 5kg of rice, 250g of pork, 5 feet of cloth, and 1kg of salt and pepper melon seeds." 　　The accountant's eldest granddaughter is a well-known lucky bag, while the second granddaughter is a jinx who is plagued by bad luck; 　　"Ding ~ Watch the jinx star commit suicide and help her, and you will get 5kg of white flour, a chicken drumstick, and 1kg of green tea flavored melon seeds." 　　Jiang Youtao enjoyed eating melons, and the melon seeds in her hand kept increasing. She had to go out to sell them. Before she knew it, she had made a fortune by selling melon seeds and became a famous roasted food king after the reform and opening up. The courtyard houses in Beijing and the small houses in Haishi were no longer a dream for her. She could go wherever she wanted. 　　But while she was eating the melon, a figure suddenly appeared beside her. Jiang Youtao reluctantly grabbed a handful of melon seeds and gave them to him: "Big brother, do you want some melon seeds?" ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ One-sentence summary: There are too many melons, and the melon-eating crowd is very busy. Theme: Grow in adversity and strive to face the sun. ♤♤♤♤♤ Brief review of the work: This article has positive values, a fast pace, and never lets up on face-slapping stories, satisfying everyone's appetite for gossip. The author's writing is fluent, and he truly depicts the customs and style of the 1970s. The plot is compact, and it is a masterpiece of the era that is worth reading. ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ No. Of Chapters: 183 Chapters ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Alternative Name/s: I Became Rich by Eating Melons in 1970s ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ Original Author: Rainfall Curtain ♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤♤ nerdygangster14's Note: This book is not mine. All the content are all credited to original author and the publisher of this book where I have read this book. I just want to share this story to you guys cause this book deserved to be publicized and loved by others. I'm a fan of this book and the author of this book.

"A test? what the hell does that even mean anyway?" Spoke a young man as he read articles online about it. Scrolling through his phone trying to make sense of it all. "I'm telling you, it's aliens" Spoke his female friend as she gestured like she was in fact an alien. "I highly doubt it's that" he scoffed. As she frowned. "You always do that-" [error] "Do what?" [Calculation unsuccessful, eliminate] "You doubt yourself" [Eliminated] 'What!?' ------ 'I don't want to accept this is reality yet.' "Zion Linux, can you assure absolute victory?" "I can sir, I will not fail."

Lin Beifan traveled through the world composed of countless urban web articles and became a villain. He has a wishing system and can make a wish every day. With the ability of the system and his own rude operations, he broke all the protagonists, and the world line was chaotic. So, Tiandao repeated the plot and cursed Lin Beifan. For whatever wish he made, the enemy would get double! Lin Beifan chuckled: “That’s it?” “I make a wish to keep my body temperature at 36.8 degrees!” The first protagonist’s brain burned to 73.6 degrees, died! “I make a wish to sleep 12 hours a day!” The 2nd protagonist becomes a vegetative person, die! “I make a wish that I will be crushed to death by a 120-pound beauty!” The third protagonist was crushed into a piece of paper by a 240-pound fat girl, pawn! Just like that, the plot is messed up again! For Access To Upto 100 Chapters Before Anyone Else, Visit — Patreon.com/itsyourstorypage

In a world where football is both a passion and a lifeline, Benjamin, a promising young player seemingly has it all: talent, a loving family, and dreams of becoming a Legend. However, tragedy strikes when a devastating car accident claims his life along with that of his parents. But fate intervenes, granting him a second chance at life as he mysteriously finds himself back in time. This time, Benjamin is powerless to prevent the loss of his family, leaving him an orphan at a pivotal moment in his life. Struggling with a broken left foot that threatens to derail his football dreams before they even begin, prejudice and self-doubt. Driven by an unrelenting passion for the sport, he trains tirelessly, honing his skills and overcoming the obstacles in his path. As Benjamin rises through the highs and lows of his journey, he encounters challenges both on and off the pitch. With every setback, he learns the true meaning of resilience, forging a legacy that transcends all and proving that greatness is possible for anyone willing to fight for it. ********** **Disclaimer** This novel is a work of fiction. While it references real organizations, locations, and events, the characters, storylines, and specific depictions are created by the author and are not factual accounts. The names, characteristics, and actions of individuals within the story are purely fictional and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is coincidental. This work is not endorsed by, nor affiliated with, any football club, league, or organization. All references to real teams, events, or organizations are used for fictional purposes, and the portrayals within this book do not reflect real-world actions, views, or affiliations.

In a pitch-black forest, park ranger Howard navigates through looming oaks, investigating paranormal reports that tarnish the park's reputation. Doubts plague him about his hasty hiring. As silence envelops him, fear escalates, and he senses a lurking menace. Desperate for escape, he races toward a flickering light—only to be consumed by darkness.

In 2018, the Earth's spiritual energy revived, humans awakened superpowers on a large scale. In 2022, alien civilizations discovered Earth and conducted observations. In 2025, Earth applied for civilization verification and joined the Interstellar Alliance. · Su Yu had been weak and sick since childhood. Even when Earth entered the spiritual energy recovery, it could not heal his body to some extent. However, he awakened a strange superpower. This superpower was a system that encouraged him to ascend the throne as king every day, saying that he only needed to raise his arm and there would be millions of handsome men and beautiful women standing up to welcome the queen back to the throne. Su Yu felt that his superpower was very outrageous. It was fine to ascend the throne as king, the millions of handsome men and beautiful women were not mentioned. The most outrageous thing was welcome the queen back to the throne, he was a man! ... However, Su Yu finally ascended the throne. In the interstellar competition, contestants from different planetary civilizations worked hard just to win the final grand prize. And Su Yu only needs to sit on the throne built by his insect generals, watching the evil and handsome guard holding his hand, and kissing his fingertips devoutly and humbly. "This star field will be my first coronation gift to you, please wait for our triumph. ——My most respected king." ============= #This article follows the Su Shuang (Marie Su and cool) plot! The protagonist will not be abused!# #The attacker may appear later, but there is really a CP!# T/N: The title should have been 'After being forced to ascend the throne, I became popular in the interstellar world' but there was a caracters limit so I went for this one.

*Awakening Is The Dawn Of A New Eternity. in the depths of my own consciousness, I have discovered the keys to unlock the mysteries of the cosmos.* Elian, a young and talented but struggling soccer player discovers a mysterious system that appears in his mind, claiming to be the "Awakening System." The system offers to help Elian become the greatest soccer player of all time, but at a cost. A terrifying one. As Elian uses the system's powers, he must navigate the consequences of relying on its abilities and the true cost of his success. System Core Abilities: - "Skill Boost": Temporarily increases Elian's skills and abilities - "Game Reading": Gives Elian real-time analysis and predictions of the game - "Body Enhancement": Enhances Elian's physical abilities, allowing him to perform superhuman feats. Level up to gain more abilities. As Elian rises to fame and success, he must confront the darkness within himself and the true nature of the Awakening System trying to consume his humanity. Will he find a way to balance his ambition with his humanity, or will the darkness of the system consume him completely? *it’s my very first system novel since I’m not a fan of systems. you should know before you start reading that the system is very realistic and the MC would struggle with it a lot. oh and, it contains a little sci-fi. just a tiny bit, it doesn’t affect the main story. There will be romance too, like, the MC would get a life besides football.

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!

Selene, a dedicated scholar of ancient civilizations, lives a life steeped in the study of forgotten histories. Her days are spent lecturing, researching, and immersing herself in texts that others often overlook. But everything changes when she stumbles upon an obscure article about the ancient ruins of Veyrath—a place long thought to be little more than a legend. What catches her attention is not just its ancient mystery, but the unsettling fact that it has been completely ignored by historians and archaeologists alike. Compelled by an inexplicable force, Selene sets out to uncover the truth behind the abandoned temple. As she explores its crumbling walls, she discovers a hidden relic that awakens something deep within the temple—a power she never knew existed. The ground trembles, the walls shift, and something ancient stirs beneath the earth, determined to reclaim what was once lost…

"In a reality forced on him twisted by fate, redemption comes at a deadly cost." Alexis watched, powerless, his friend killed by the devil's claws. Above them, the sky shattered, revealing a monstrous, titanic eye and the world plunged into darkness. Alexis awoke in a pitch-black cave, his past just scattered fragments of pain and half-remembered faces. Worse yet, a monstrous creature snacking on him, gnawing at his flesh as he struggled to remember who he was. Now, haunted by fractured memories of a distant past and family which came back every time he battled to death, Alexis stumbles back into a grim reality drenched in blood, death, and monsters, all for a way back. What to expect: [+] Slow-burn dark progression fantasy, with an awesome diverse power system. [+] Strong MC that slowly finds his way to absolute power. [+] MC is male. There are no romance plots planned for the first few books and ofc no harem. [+] Most Important of all he has a kitten overlord later in the story.

Born an omega in a time where omegas are rare and unwanted, Rory lived a life whereby he was always a second option in every situation. Omegas couldn’t birth pups, so no one wanted to be mated to them, except to fuck them and move on. He thought he was lucky to be betrothed to an alpha who loved him, but after a shocking betrayal, his heart turned to stone. Fleeing for his life led him into the clutches of Jason, a dangerous, ruthless wolf. He loses his virginity to him and the morning after, he realized that this soulless Alpha is his fated mate. But, once again, Rory is reminded of his curse of always being a second option when he got rejected. As if that wasn’t enough, he soon realized his life is in immense danger. Rory then decides to run away and start afresh in a different country. One thing Rory didn’t expect to happen, was for him to end up pregnant weeks after fleeing! ~~~ Years later, Rory now has an adorable son. He wasn’t the timid omega he once was, because he had managed to rise to the very top. Along the line, he managed to open his heart up to Kenny, a cute Alpha who loved and cherished him wholeheartedly, leading him to live a contented life. But when he collides with Jason this time, he wants nothing to do with the alpha who rejected him in the past. Jason, an Alpha of Alphas, felt his wolf wilt away the day he rejected his omega mate. He tried making things right, but the pretty omega who smelled of wildflowers and vanilla had completely disappeared from the face of earth. Now that he had encountered Rory again, he wasn’t ready to receive ‘no’ for an answer, and he was ready to do whatever it takes to get the omega’s forgiveness. However, Kenny wasn’t ready to let go of Rory either! A fight for the omega’s heart, who’s gonna emerge the victor? And what if they decide to share instead? | - | e x c e r p t | -| “Arch for me, pup.” The dark alpha husked and more color rushed into Rory’s face as the order settled in his stomach. For the first time in his life, Rory was completely nude in front of a man. He had assumed losing his virginity was gonna be brisk, and that it was gonna happen in the dark. He never counted on it going down this way, with an alpha whose dark eyes made his weak kneed and tongue tied, whose voice made his insides clench up, and whose touch made slick gush out of him like he was a faulty faucet. He pressed his flushed face into the sandalwood smelling sheets, limbs trembling as he arched his back even more, till his ass was very high and his chest pressed into the bed as well. “There you go, that’s a good boy.” The Alpha growled out, hands reaching out to knead his hips, and when he delivered a spank on Rory’s ass, a stuttered whimper spilled past the pretty omega’s mouth, muffled in the sheets. Moments later, fingers were digging into the omega’s hair, jerking his head up just as another spank got delivered on his second cheek, and this time, there was nothing to muffle the high pitched sound and it filled the air in a melodic tune. “Don’t muffle those sweet sounds, gorgeous. I want to hear every sound you make, I need to hear you as you fall apart from pleasure in my bed tonight, and that’s exactly what’s gonna happen.” * Cover isn’t mine. If owner requests, I’d take it down.

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“Your mission is to retrieve an artifact that was lost a long time ago. But that artifact wasn’t here in our realm. You have to find it on Earth. Someone had stolen the item ages ago and escaped. It was time to search for it again and try to have it back. It is destructive for Earth. We know their world was much more fragile than ours. And I chose you for this mission, General Rizika, for I believe in you. The kingdom as well. Will you accept the mission?” The king announced. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact.] [System: Please confirm.] “System, confirm.” She announced with a hard tone. [System: Mission: Retrieve the Autonus artifact confirmed. The tasks would start upon reaching Earth.] When she crossed the portal. [System: Hello, Rizika. Welcome to Earth.] [System: Checking your body...] ‘Wait, your voice changed.’ The male robotic voice that her system had in Albria had turned into a girly voice with a high-pitched tone. It wasn’t robotic at all. It seemed like there was a teenager in her head. [System: Loading resources...] [System: Opening...] [Glamour: Cool, Chic, Vibrant, Natural, Hot, Sunny. Select which one.] Each one was showing an image of her face with the makeup. [Footwear: Flipflops] [Jewelries: Star-studded earrings, bangle bracelet, diamond pendant necklace] [Other accessories: None] [Gold chest: None] [System: This is a Goddess system. Start with the mission to earn and visit beauty shops.] “A Goddess system? What the hell?! This is a fucking scandal!” She wasn’t done rampaging yet. “An—” She was panting in furiousness. “An insult! A debauchery to my career!” She went to a nearby tree and punched the sturdy bark. She had never even touched any makeup in her life. She was solely focused on training, fighting, and drinking beer with the knights. She’s a respectable general in her kingdom. Never in her life did she even wear a girl’s clothes outside of her standard military dress robe uniform. Sure, she had suitors, for despite how manly her actions and status are, her natural beauty was remarkable in the entire kingdom. She did not even pay attention to it. “System, do you know what’s the freaking mission?” It was a sarcastic question. “It’s to ret—” [System Mission: Tame the Mafia Boss] "What the actual fuck?" AN: Be warned for cursing, vulgarity, and sexiness. This is also the first time I write about systems. But it would focus in romance. > Please do check out my other story, THE RUNAWAY HUNTRESS. Thank you so much.

（Don't pay too much attention to the introduction. This is not an anti-intellectual or routine article. I will try my best to update at least one article every day, and usually maintain two updates a day.） A meteor streaked across the night sky from the depths of space, hurtling toward Earth. No explosion. No destruction. The next day, humanity awakened to supernatural abilities! Some could control fire, some could command storms, and some even woke up to find they could fly… Of course, some also awakened to more "unique" powers—like flipping tables with a single slap (yes, that’s you, Fatty). "Hmm… So your ability is… being as hard as iron?" "Yeah, I can’t die, but I also can’t hit back!" "Congratulations, you’ve successfully awakened into a living jade statue!" — Good news: I have an insanely powerful defense. Blades can’t cut me, bullets can’t pierce me, even lightning strikes do nothing—basically, I’m a walking shield. — Bad news: My attack power is literally zero. I’m basically an indestructible punching bag. And my best friend, Lin Yi? His ability is even more ridiculous. "Wait, you’re telling me you can travel briefly into the future?" "Yes! I just went forty years ahead… and the entire world was destroyed!" "…What?" "Oh, and by the way, you became the world’s strongest superhuman… AND YOU GOT NUKED TO DEATH!!!" "WHAT?!" From that moment on, my life completely spiraled out of control— I just wanted to be a normal guy, but… "Great God! Please guide us to the future!" "Hold up! I’m just a ridiculously hard-to-kill nobody!" "Western Corporate Federation: This man must be captured! He is the ultimate war weapon!" "Wait, you guys got the wrong person!!!" "Extraterrestrial Civilization: This being might be a divine entity! We must welcome him!" "A GOD?! No, no, no! Just let me go home!!!" I just wanted to live a quiet life… WHY IS EVERYONE KNEELING AND CALLING ME A GOD?!!!

Niana "Nia" Mirren is a brilliant game developer with a past she’d rather forget. After a scandal nearly destroyed her career, she's poured her heart into PixelWave, her own gaming startup, and is on the brink of launching her biggest project yet. All she needs is the right investor to make her dreams a reality. Enter Zachary "Zack" Morris, a former NSA agent back from a grueling mission overseas, Zack steps in to help his brother’s company, Morrison Group, to help him as interim CEO. The last person he expects to see at the pitch meeting is Nia—the woman he’s never been able to forget. As their worlds collide, sparks fly, and old wounds are reopened. Forced to work together, Nia and Zack must navigate their undeniable attraction and the unresolved past that threatens to keep them apart. Can they find a way to trust each other again, or will the secrets between them destroy their chance at a future together? In "Code of Hearts", love is a game of codes—where cracking it could cost more than just the heart, and the stakes have never been higher. All Rights Reserved!

{Brainless, Cool Article, Power Fantasy, Stupidly Overpowered,...} [In order to balance the quality, quantity, rarity, and frequency of critical strikes, the system has taken the initiative to categorize them. Monthly critical strikes range from 100 trillion times quality with 1 unit of item to 1 trillion times quality with 100 units of items. Weekly critical strikes range from 100 billion times quality with 1,000 units to 1 billion times quality with 100,000 units. Daily critical strikes range from 100 million times quality with 1 million units to 1 million times quality with 100 million units. Hourly critical strikes range from 100,000 times quality with 1 billion units to 1,000 times quality with 100 billion units. Then there is the most basic rate with no restrictions whatsoever between 100 to 999 times quality with 1 trillion units.]

And then the door creaked open. Startled, Mack’s eyes flew open, and his heart nearly stopped when he turned around. Standing in the doorway, completely unapologetic—and completely naked—was Fred. "Mind if I join you?" Fred’s voice was low, teasing, yet undeniably commanding. Mack’s face flushed scarlet, his hands instinctively pulling up to shield himself. "What the hell are you doing?" he stammered, his voice cracking. Fred stepped into the room with a languid grace, the steam curling around him as if it were drawn to his presence. His dark eyes locked onto Mack’s, a mischievous glint playing in their depths. "You didn’t lock the door," Fred replied, his tone shameless as he stepped closer. "That doesn't give you the right to enter," Mack argued. "Calm down, Mack. Besides, it’s not like I haven’t seen it all before.” "Y-you haven’t!” Mack’s voice pitched higher, but his protests were drowned by the heat creeping up his neck and the rapid pounding of his heart. Fred moved closer to him, his proximity intoxicating. Mack’s breath hitched as Fred reached out, his fingers grazing his shoulder before trailing along his arm. "Relax," Fred murmured, his voice smooth as silk. "You’re wound up too tight." Mack’s body betrayed him when he felt his touch. He couldn’t tear his eyes away from Fred. Fred’s gaze softened for a brief moment, his smirk fading into something more intimate. “Do I make you nervous, Mack?” Mack’s lips parted, but no words came out. He couldn’t answer, couldn’t think—not when Fred leaned closer, his breath warm against Mack’s flushed skin. "What are you doing, Fred? I-I am your teacher. At least, have some res..." Fred silenced him with a kiss. He wrapped his arms around Mack's wet body and moved his hands to his naked butts, pressing them softly as he could, his desires almost coming to the surface. He broke their kiss and with a teasing smile on Fred's face, he said "Well, see who can't resist my touch." Mack became embarrassed and playfully hit his shoulder as he tried to hide his face. . . . . [The picture was taken from Pinterest. If you're the owner and you would like to take it down, kindly contact me on IG: novar_ei. Thank you.]

[This Book Is Complete] Starlet yearns for her husband to love her but the way he was coerced into matrimony makes him hate her instead. Their two and a half years of marriage has been a miserable one for Starlet. She has had everything she has ever wanted as the daughter of the richest man in their society but what she wants most, her husband’s heart has been closed off to her. Despite the hurt he has put her through Starlet feels she can make him love her. She refuses to see any other outcome. Although the idea of her husband looking elsewhere for female company has been so far, internet articles and images of him being with another woman spark something in Starlet. Up to this point she has been taking the punishment her husband has been giving her but she has had enough. She decides that she had to show him her strengths and make him love her. She forces him to write a post nuptial agreement (which only fills him with more bitterness toward her) and underhandedly gets rid of his mistress. Somewhere along the line her husband begins to warm up to her. She feels that they may have a good married life together. Their past however make Starlet question the affection he shows. If it is true or calculated. She struggles with the decision to keep him bound to her or if loving him truly would be to let him loose. She wonders if he would be happier without her and with a woman who claims to be his first real love.

Johan thought he knew monotony—long hours at work, nights spent solo gaming. But when he's summoned to Eosdadalon, a world of magic, his friends are hailed as the Heroes of Prophecy, while Johan is cast aside, deemed unworthy. Stumbling upon the mysterious Sanity System, a power unlike anything the heroes possess, Johan's path veers into the unknown. Meanwhile, the Penumbra—a pitch-black fog consuming everything in its path—creeps across the land, threatening to engulf the world. Outside the prophecy, with no place in its story, Johan must carve out his own path, unlocking the full potential of the Sanity System to help save a world that may never accept him. His journey is no longer about being a hero but about survival. ------------------------------------------------------------------ I'm currently updating In-Sanity System weekly with multiple chapters, but if this story gains more traction, I'll happily update more. Your support makes all the difference—so please don't forget to leave comments and reviews, give power stones, and let me know what you think! Every bit of feedback helps this story grow!

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

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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?