Gorr Was Right

Scarred by tragedy, August is a man of many secrets. With extraordinary powers and the haunting memory of his past, he walks the fine line between man and monster. With superhuman strength, regenerative healing, and a reactor-like metabolism that can sustain him, he's become an unstoppable force. But the weight of his abilities-and the past-haunt him still. Caring for a child was the last thing he thought he was capable of.

A novel with a completely normal story, completely normal characters, and a completely normal and sane plot/storyline. Basically meaning that it's a normal novel...right?

Rin never wished for adventure, glory, or heroism. In fact, if given the choice, he would have stayed in his ordinary world, far from the chaos of magic and war. But fate had other plans. Summoned into a strange new land alongside countless others, he quickly realizes there’s no going back. At the very least, he’s not alone. His childhood friend, Renia, was dragged into this mess with him. Clinging to his arm like always, she seems far too pleased about their new circumstances. Though content with mediocrity, he won't deny himself glory if given the opportunity. Though not a social butterfly, he will try his best to communicate if it means an advantage in life. Hop in and follow along as he does his best to navigate through the new world. ———

" It's like you're a whole different person. You've changed...a lot."Gwen bit her lip to prevent the burning tears in her eyes from falling. " I haven't changed. I'm just showing you a side of me that you didn't get the chance to see before. " His eyes were devoid of emotion and this scared her more than it hurt her. Gwen is pretty much an open book. She's down to earth and likes to view her thoughts . But due to wicked fate , she has to get her hands dirty in order to provide for her family. She'd been in a community gang for the last seven years and her family had no knowledge of this. One thing she'd learnt from working in this gang was that no one was to be trusted. People could either make or break you. Her hidden life is going pretty much the same till she meets Alec Reinster . What role will he play in her life? Will he give her a reason to open up her heart or will he be the reason she wishes she'd never had a heart in the first place ?

Leila died at the hands of the people she trusted most in her past life, and she even uncovered the truth about her father's death. It was only then that she realized she was merely a chess piece in her stepmother's game, discarded once she lost her usefulness. She left the world filled with pain, resentment, and regret. But God doesn't condone evil. Leila was reborn, given a second chance eight years before her misery began! Now, she has the opportunity to correct her mistakes and live her life to the fullest. She rises to become a hidden big boss in many fields, in total control of everything—except her brother. ***Excerpt*** His calloused finger traced her nape sensually as he pinned her against the wall, towering above her. She bit her lip to stifle a moan and carefully called out, "Jayden?" He hummed lightly in response, his hand never stopping. "I—What are you doing?" He smirked, his attractive blue eyes shining affectionately as his hand moved down. "Doing you." Alright, she couldn't understand him at all! [2024 WSA Entry] NOTE: The main leads aren't related; they just address each other as brother and sister since they grew up together. Thanks for reading in advance, hope you gonna enjoy it. A/N: 300 Powerstones a week guarantee three extra chapters. 50 Golden Tickets a month also guarantee that.

The dead don’t lie. But sometimes, they whisper things you were never meant to hear. Forensic pathologist Orion Blackwood has spent his career cutting open the dead. But there’s something he never tells anyone—when he touches a corpse, he hears its final words. A dying breath, a muttered name, a cryptic warning. The problem is, they only speak once. And if he doesn’t understand them in time, the truth rots away along with the flesh. One night, a mutilated woman is wheeled into his autopsy room—no fingerprints, no ID, as if she never existed. As Orion reaches for his scalpel, the corpse’s bloodless lips part, and in a ragged whisper, she speaks: “Don’t let him find you.” Then, her jaw snaps shut. Her body goes cold. And Orion realizes something is very, very wrong. The next day, she disappears from the morgue. No records, no evidence, no proof she was ever there. Even the security footage shows only Orion, standing alone in the room. As he searches for answers, the whispers of the dead become more insistent. A faceless figure watches from the corner of his eye. His own reflection moves a fraction of a second too slow. At 3:33 AM, his phone rings from an unknown number—on the other end, he hears his own voice, whispering something he cannot understand. The deeper he digs, the more the truth unravels. And buried at the center of it all is a terrifying secret: Orion Blackwood is not supposed to be alive.

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“I really feel like having one of those special macarons from the cafeteria today. You think you could get me one?” I sit diagonally behind the heroine in class. I’m basically her errand girl. “We are [friends] , after all.” …And I’m happy to do it.

His very existence is a death sentence, his life coveted for people's gains. Will he escape this cursed fate or will he reach his demise trying? Not gonna waste any more time, read it and you'll find out more, or don't.

The Genius Who Painted the Future Ron was just an orphan—a boy left with nothing but a small house, a sharp mind, and an unbreakable will. He walked the halls of his scholarship-funded school with dignity, despite being surrounded by the sneers of the wealthy elite who saw him as nothing more than a poor commoner. But Ron was different. He refused to be ordinary. With no money, no connections, and no privileges, Ron picked up a paintbrush—the first step on his journey to greatness. And then, the System awakened. > [SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Your path to the future begins now. The System didn’t just grant him abilities—it measured his growth, guiding him as he mastered painting, science, mathematics, and engineering. With every stroke of his brush, his skills grew sharper, his intelligence soared, and soon, his paintings became legendary. His art could mesmerize, captivate, and even create illusions so lifelike that people felt as if they had stepped into another world. But painting was just the beginning. Using his growing intelligence, Ron unraveled the mysteries of the universe, rewriting scientific theories, designing groundbreaking technologies, and pioneering advancements far beyond human understanding. His name spread across the world—not just as an artist, but as a young scientist, entrepreneur, and innovator. And when aliens invaded Earth, humanity awakened to new powers, but Ron? He had already surpassed them. With the Spirit stat unlocking hidden superpowers, Ron ventured beyond the limits of human strength, speed, and intelligence—creating advanced technologies like teleportation, quantum AI, and interstellar weapons. But despite his rising fame, wealth, and power, Ron remained the same boy at heart—the one who wanted to see pure smiles in a cruel world. From an orphan to a genius… From a painter to a scientist… From a student to the hope of humanity. This is the story of Ron, the boy who painted the future.

'Of course, I am pretty and admired by many Even pacifists line up to prey Furthermore, I am ugly, look close behind my smile you will see a tongue rich in decay' Such a wonderful mind he has! She is very lucky to have met someone like him - it goes both ways. No, it is not a love story, it is way more beautiful than that.

Due to an accident, Roning travelled to a fantasy world where fighting spirit and magic coexisted and became the eldest grandson of Marquis Wushan. Before he had time to celebrate his good fortune, he was deprived of his right to inherit the title and even faced the risk of being expelled from the family. Fortunately, Roning obtained a piece of territory with his keen mind. Although it was remote, with the wisdom of the Blue Star people and the game system he designed, Roning gradually got rid of the difficulties, built castles, developed the economy, expanded the army and built his own empire in the alien world.

Who would've guessed that someone you barely knows.. Knows more a lot to you than yourself?

I am the consort. Your Queen Consort, of course. In our many unhappy and tumultuous lives together, I have been born to be men and women: your regent, your lover, even your concubine, but mostly–your consort. It is what it is: you are the Emperor, and I stand by your side as your House falls, always the reluctant cause of its downfall. You are blessed to forget all these lives, and I am cursed to remember them. I bear the weight of these memories alone, trapped in a honeyed snare of destiny, as we enter the new iteration today, on June 12, 4599 A.D. Long live the Emperor!

[ COMPLETED ] You are going to be reincarnated in the oldest story to save the lives of the Knights from their death. You have to skip their lives from dying whether it takes them to leave from Human-Demon and Vampire Domination Race and live peacefully. Make sure to complete your task otherwise your World will collapse.

A nameless girl wakes up to find herself in a body that isn't hers, surrounded by strangers who claim she's been in a year-long coma. Death has given her a new life, but what really happened before?

About things that humans know but don't know

Have any of you ever confessed your feelings to your crush only to get turned down? Well, that's happened to me not once, not twice but three times. In middle school, I confessed to the first boy I ever loved and was horribly rejected. In my freshman year, the same happened and in my final year, the same thing occurred. Is this some sort of curse? Am I being punished for the wrongs I did in my past life? If so then I apologize to whatever higher being is listening! Did I fail to mention that all three of the very same guys I loved and adored are my new stepbrothers?! Yeah, didn't see that coming did you? Well......neither did I.

'And yet, there was one thing she would claim. She would go by the name NEPHELI.' Nepheli never imagined she would reincarnate into one of those cliche novels that many of us have read, and begrudgingly loved. This is a story with ups and downs, mystery, love, betrayal, and most importantly- POWER. ALSO POSTED ON WATTPAD

I hated my adopted family for moving next door to known criminals but could 1 class assignment change the way I see their son and our relationship?

In a realm where folks wielded unique "Goldfingers," fonts of magical prowess, Lucas Evercrest remained blissfully unaware of his own exceptional potential. Little did he fathom that he harbored this incredible power deep within, an untapped wellspring. While others soared to grand heights, Lucas inadvertently subdued his Goldfinger, leaving him stranded at the humbling level 1, watching as his peers flourished. One fateful night, enveloped in the haze of sleep deprivation, our unsuspecting protagonist's world shifted. Battling to embrace slumber's embrace, he carelessly brushed against the "Mute Notifications" icon on his Goldfinger's interface before drifting into dreams' embrace. Seasons swept by like leaves on the wind, and there he stood, drowning sorrows in whiskey's amber embrace and endless loaves of bread, mourning an elusive system he believed had passed him by. Amid the din of a bar, laughter rippled like an unsteady melody. Echoes of "Status Open" danced in the air, chanted by playful kids, each repetition a chorus of mockery. Weariness pressed his head against the bar's cool surface, a failed shield against the jeers and japes. "Status Open, Status Open, Status Open," he muttered, lips grazing the wood, words coated in a blend of irony and irritation. And then, as if summoned by this weary incantation, a radiant cerulean window materialized before him. Within its luminescence, Lucas Evercrest's identity flickered, inscribed alongside his meager statistics: "[Lucas Evercrest], [Level 1 [^], Job: Starter], [HP: 1220, MP: 123], [Str:84, Agi:93, Int:43, Ins:23, Wis:53, Def:32, Sta:45, Dex:32, Con: 122]." Details unfurled like a tapestry, revealing a mosaic of attributes. His handiwork, etched in the fabric of his being, began to come to light. The window whispered of abilities and names, secrets shrouded in cryptic notation: "[Abilities: Open to show more.], [Titles: Open to show more.]" Yet even amidst this revelation, a sobering truth lingered – his status, labeled "Intoxicated," stood as a stark reminder of his present condition. Experience, captured within the confines of "EXP: 100/100," hinted at untapped potential, awaiting the spark of realization. An "Inventory" beckoned, promising more to explore, yet the ever-watchful "Missed Notifications" count of "99+" bore the mark of silence, a testament to a bygone era when his Goldfinger's voice remained muted. And so, in the quiet hum of the bar, amidst the ebb and flow of laughter and life, Lucas Evercrest's journey unfurled anew. The forgotten Goldfinger, once stifled by his own inadvertence, stood poised to rewrite his destiny, as he grasped the reigns of his dormant power, eager to ascend beyond the confines of level 1 and embrace the legacy that had patiently awaited his awakening. *This synopsis was written by someone else who wishes to remain Anonymous, thank you to who did it.*

Mo Yangyang, the fake daughter was kicked out of the family when the real daughter of the family returned. The real daughter demanded a good reputation, thus Mo Yangyang had to set her off by being the bad girl. She couldn't stand it any longer when she realized she was terminally ill. Even cannon fodder deserved to die with dignity. To leave no regrets behind, Mo Yangyang made a move on the man whom she was secretly in love for ten years, but she ended up being entangled with the man's uncle, the fifth son of the Xie Family whom every woman in Xiacheng was willing to squeeze their heads through a crowd just to meet in person, the man with the name Xie Xize. Mo Yangyang, "Don't worry, I'm almost dead anyway. Three months later... Mo Yangyang, "Why am I still alive? And why is there another life in my stomach too? Wouldn't Fifth Elder Xie murder me once he found out about it?" So she ran... Five years later, the little kid dragged his trembling mother to Xie Xize and said, "Take good care of your woman, don't make me have to worry about her always." Fifth Elder Xie, "How are you going to pay me back for kidnapping my son for so many years?" Mo Yangyang shuddered, "I can give you another child...do you want it?" The little kid, "I have a chance to start over again. I must take precautions earlier. With my father around, I won't have to worry that mom would be killed like cannon fodder again. It's time to teach those scum a lesson!"

In a world where humanity's scientific ambition has led to cloning, life as we know it has changed forever. What began with animals has evolved into something far more dangerous, and now the line between natural and artificial life is blurred.

Humanity has two sides: the morally wrong and the morally right. Which one is the right one?