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Bella Rivers didn’t come to Whitethorn Academy looking for a second chance. She came to disappear in a new world. After a scandal blew up her life back home, she wanted to be somewhere no one knew her name — not the boy who leaked her nudes, and especially not the best friend who gave nothing but pure evil in return for her love. Fresh in a new school in the heart of the forest — much to Bella’s preference — she blends in like a chameleon. Sensing the energy from the last living descendant of the cursed Moonblood line, four boys — powerful and untouchable, the Greek gods — start circling around her like they’ve picked up a scent. “Did I become this beautiful overnight?” Bella questions herself. But when her skin burns beneath the moonlight and a mark blooms on her wrist like wildfire, Bella realizes she didn’t come here to escape her past. In fact, she possesses something entirely sensational — wilder than her dreams. Whatever’s been sleeping inside her? It has awakened hungry. And it doesn’t care who it burns to reclaim its throne.

In a world where fate seemed to be woven with an intricate tapestry of destiny, Leticia's existence was a perpetual enigma. Her life was a never-ending cycle of rebirth, a Sisyphean task that had been ongoing for hundreds of thousands of years. The fabric of time had witnessed her numerous incarnations, each one a unique thread in the grand narrative of her existence. She had lived as a duchess, adorned with opulence and extravagance, yet her life was cut short by the cruel hand of fate. In another life, she was a princess, beloved by her people, but her reign was marked by tragedy and heartbreak. She had walked among the nobility, with wealth and power at her fingertips, only to be brought down by the very privileges she had been born into. In other lives, she had been a servant, toiling in obscurity, her existence a mere whisper in the annals of history. She had been a beggar, forced to eke out a meager living on the streets, her dignity worn down by the harsh realities of life. She had been a slave, bound by chains of oppression, her spirit crushed by the weight of her circumstances. And yet, despite the hardships she had faced, she had also lived as a witch, wielding the power of magic to shape the world around her. She had been an heiress, inheriting vast fortunes and properties, only to lose them all to the whims of fate. She had even lived as a dragon, soaring through the skies, her roar thundering through the land, only to be brought down by the bravery of a hero. In one life, she had been an immortal, living forever, yet unable to escape the cycle of rebirth. She had walked among the gods, with the power of the divine at her command, only to be cast down to the mortal realm once more. Throughout her many lives, Leticia had accumulated a vast array of skills and knowledge. She was a master of fashion, able to craft garments that would make the gods weep with envy. She was a business magnate, able to build empires with a mere thought. She was a hacker, able to breach the most secure systems with ease. She was a wizard, able to wield the very fabric of reality. She was an assassin, able to take down her targets with precision and stealth. She was a scientist researcher, able to unlock the secrets of the universe. She was a mysterious doctor, able to ...heal the most grievous of wounds. And she was a technology engineer, able to craft machines that would change the course of human history. With each life, she had added to her arsenal of skills, making her a formidable force to be reckoned with. Yet, despite her vast abilities, she was still trapped in the cycle of rebirth, doomed to repeat the same patterns of life and death for eternity. Her family, a powerful and influential clan, had dominated half of the business world. Her father, a mysterious wizard, had said, "My real daughter had returned! I was going to give her pocket money to let her spend freely!" Her mother, a fearless warrior and fashion icon, had declared, "My daughter's hardship is near, but no matter what, mommy won't allow you to spoil your fun or even get your hands dirty!" Her brothers had chimed in, "Our sister doesn't need to work hard! Our sister is a princess!" But Leticia knew the truth - she was a prisoner of her own destiny, trapped in a never-ending cycle of rebirth. And then, the paparazzi had caught her with the famous young handsome man, Ninth Prince Leonardo Novak, who had happily told the camera, "We have been engaged since we were babies, but my fiancée ran away without telling me, heartbroken." The news had spread like wildfire, and the public was shocked to discover that Leticia, the hidden princess, was actually engaged to the powerful and handsome prince. But Leticia just groaned, "Not this again..." princess, was actually engaged to the powerful and handsome prince. But Leticia just groaned, "Not this again..."

There was breaking news in Beijing. “Master Qiao’s wife for twelve years ran away! Without taking her son with her!” Rumors spread like wildfire. Some said that Master Qiao was two-faced with a cold attitude which led to an unhappy marriage. Others said his wife got together with another man. And a few said, their son was too ugly. One day, the little boy found Ye Jiaqi and cried,” Qiqi, daddy says I was bought from a pet shop.” “How can you buy such a gorgeous son from the pet shop,” Ye Jiaqi replied, “You were obviously won… From a lottery.” … Twenty years ago, he had spoiled her to the heavens. Twenty years later, he spoiled both of them to the heavens and back. And from then on, Master Qiao had only one person in his heart.

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN A DEVIL FALLS IN LOVE? *** Alice was told that she was cursed. Perhaps she didn't need to be told. It was as clear as day. The only thing she wanted was MONEY. And she would do anything to get it. Even if it meant pretending to be her twin sister to change her fate. For one year. She didn't mind being a fake and marrying the Wildfire Heir. He would barely be around, she had been told. 'He doesn't seem like much trouble,' she had also been told. 'The third son, on the other hand, is crazy. Stay away from him.' 'As for the second son... avoid him at all costs.' 'Do not cross his path.' But she did. She crossed his path. In fact, she went right into his path herself. And as if that wasn't bad enough, the groom was changed at the last minute. To the Second Son! He was as hot as he was cold. A terrifyingly sexy man who looked like the man she always saw in her dreams. Was this all merely a coincidence? But that wasn't all. She hadn't expected pretending to be her sister to be this tough. First of all, she missed a very important detail: her sister was a Lawyer. She, on the other hand, was only familiar with "You have the right to remain silent..." Secondly, her sister was picky. She was vegetarian. She didn't drink. And... she was bullied? And just maybe... there was more to her sudden disappearance. Her life was about to get much more complicated. Especially with those scary blue eyes watching her every move like a predator on a mission. One year. Was the benefit worth it—worth putting her life on the line to deceive the Wildfires? She might die before the year was over. **** "Women like powerful men, Boss. They like to feel powerless when they are with a man." Hades had initially scoffed, but the idea had wormed its way into his mind. So when he saw her coming from the opposite direction, he decided to test this theory on her. Women liked to feel powerless? As soon as she saw him, her gaze sharpened, wondering why that madman was looking at her with a determined glint in his eyes. Should she run away? But he was already in front of her. "What are you—" He scoops Alice off the ground in one swift motion and drapes her over his shoulder like a sack of flour. All shocked eyes turned to the scene, but no one dared say a word, as they froze mid-air. "HADES!! YOU IMBECILE! PUT ME DOWN THIS INSTANT!" She thrashes wildly, kicking her legs and flailing her arms. Hades, however, remains unfazed, carrying her out of the place with a triumphant smirk. He didn't believe in love theories, but he had a feeling she would be falling in love with him after this. At the other end, three of his underling watched the scene. "I think Lady Boss is enjoying it. She looks… happy." One noted. The other underling tried to stare intently at Alice's upside-down face. "I think so... I've never seen her look so bubbly around the boss." The third underling was watching, slack-jawed. He facepalmed dramatically. This wasn't what he meant when he told them women liked to feel powerless. Meanwhile, Alice... (Still screaming) *** EXCERPT II: "She is not answering your calls and told you to STOP calling her. Boss, I think your little bride might be mad at you." He snorted. "You are so clueless." "What's your insight, Boss?" "If she keeps rejecting my calls, it only means one thing..." They all leaned closer to hear his powerful insight. "She wants my physical presence," he said with a smug look. One of them wanted to say he didn't think so, but he was too scared to say anything. "Should I go. Should I not go?" He contemplated with a bored look on his face. "GRANT HER WISH, BOSS!" The other clueless henchmen echoed passionately. He smirked. "If you say so," and then he stood up. "Get the car." **** Pleasee add to your library. A bit of dark and fluffy romance. 18+ Comedic. Makes you sit in the edge as Alice tries her best to never get caught (quite futile) See you in the comment section!

One-line summary: She is his lifelong obsession, to the point where he was willing to be a third wheel, scorned by society, just to wedge his way into her relationship with her fiancé. Synopsis: Cold-hearted and indifferent female lead + Scheming and subservient CEO male lead Summary: Rong Xiu’s biggest regret in life was missing out on Fan Xia. He secretly loved Fan Xia for 7 years. Watched her go public with her boyfriend. Watched her kiss her boyfriend at their wedding. Until that man blissfully nestled in Fan Xia’s arms, obtaining everything he could only dream of. The crazy jealousy stripped away his hidden secret love, layer by layer, burning like wildfire. Fan Xia, how can I have you! 【Reading and Trigger Warning Guide】 1. Female dominant, male submissive, male pregnancy 2. Male lead schemes his way to the top, male competition Author: Hai Da Ren

When 18-year-old Chu Miao dies in a tragic car accident, her soul vanishes; but her body does not remain empty for long. A formidable warrior from an ancient era, the daughter of a renowned general, awakens in her place. Sent into the future by a prophecy, she finds herself in a world on the brink of destruction. With only a month before typhoons ravage the land, extreme weather shifts without warning, and terrifying mutations transform animals and plants into deadly threats. Worst of all, a horrifying virus spreads like wildfire, turning humans into flesh-eating zombies. Civilization crumbles and only the strongest survive. Though her new body lacks the powerful cultivation she once had, she still possesses an invaluable advantage; her ancient spatial ring. Filled with elixirs, weapons, demonic beast cores, and rare cultivation resources, it becomes her greatest tool for survival. But modern supplies are also essential, and she must act fast to stockpile resources before the apocalypse fully takes hold. As chaos reigns, she fights to protect her family and secure a foothold in this brutal new world. Along the way, she crosses paths with a mysterious and powerful man, one of the rare few who awaken supernatural abilities and is just as determined to survive. Together, they forge an unbreakable bond, battling both the relentless undead and the desperate survivors willing to kill for a chance to live. Armed with ancient wisdom and modern strategy, she refuses to bow to fate. In this new life, she will rise again—not as a lost soul from the past, but as a warrior destined to rule the apocalypse.

Gu Qingli, the heir to an ancient martial arts family in the modern world, unexpectedly finds herself transported to a mysterious, ancient continent. In this unfamiliar world, where martial prowess is revered above all else, she is initially seen as nothing more than a useless, good-for-nothing outcast. But what the world doesn't know is that within her lies the forgotten legacy of the Phoenix Fire Secret, an ancient and supreme martial art passed down through her bloodline. Betrayed by those closest to her in her past life, Gu Qingli now embarks on a journey of survival and self-discovery. With an iron will and unwavering determination, she begins her ascent from the depths of despair, harnessing the forgotten power that flows through her veins. Each step she takes, every challenge she faces, only serves to unlock her true potential. From a weak, underestimated girl to a formidable powerhouse, Gu Qingli’s transformation is nothing short of extraordinary. As her power grows, so too does her reputation. Her name spreads across the continent like wildfire, striking fear into the hearts of those who once mocked her. But her path is not without obstacles. Treachery lurks around every corner, and her own blood relatives, consumed by greed and power, will stop at nothing to seize the Phoenix Fire Secret for themselves. As the battle between power, loyalty, and vengeance rages on, Gu Qingli must decide what kind of legacy she wishes to leave behind. The tale unfolds as a fierce young woman, with the heart of a phoenix and the soul of a warrior, rises to the heavens, challenging both gods and men alike. With her eyes set on vengeance, redemption, and the ultimate mastery of the Phoenix Fire Secret, Gu Qingli will leave an indelible mark on this new world, soaring to unimaginable heights where even the sky itself trembles at her might. This is the epic story of a woman’s strength, her rise from the ashes, and her journey to become the strongest force the world has ever known. Phoenix howls across the nine heavens—no one is safe from the wrath of Gu Qingli!

> In a world where demon outbreaks tear through cities like wildfire, only the elite Rankers stand between chaos and annihilation. Anya, known as the Ice Queen, is cold, brilliant, and battle-hardened beyond her years. Leading Unit-7, she lives by the blade and hides behind silence. But when a mission goes wrong, and she’s forced to shield an innocent child with her own body, a mysterious boy named Dev appears from nowhere—his timing perfect, his aura unknown, and his presence... unsettling. From cursed zones to tangled emotions, Anya’s world begins to fracture—and within the ashes, something stirs. What happens when fire touches ice? “Ashes of the Void” is a fast-paced anime-style fantasy drama filled with demon battles, squad bonds, emotional awakenings, and sparks of romance. Perfect for fans of Solo Leveling, Demon Slayer, and Jujutsu Kaisen.

It's simple. A vengeful wildfire of a woman. A tyrant who begs to be burned. When Aria crashes into Kael’s empire, hellbent on making him pay for taking her job away, she’s met not with defiance—but a dare. “You want revenge?” he taunts, voice dripping with dark invitation. “Then ruin me. Take your pound of flesh exactly where it hurts.” His proposition is a trap laced with sin: As expected he calls the shots in his bed, her contempt is his twisted aphrodisiac. “Hate me until your hands shake,” he growls. “But do it on top of me, where I can watch you savor every cut.” Their arrangement is a collision of dominance and delirium. Aria wields her fury like a blade, determined to break him. Kael? He thrives under her wrath, goading her darker, deeper, hungrier. But vengeance turns slippery when every insult she hisses ignites his obsession, and every cold glare melts into bruising kisses. Soon, the bed becomes a battleground—her nails carving victory into his skin, his whispers a serpent’s promise: “Chain me with your rage, darling. I’ll still come back for more." The rules are simple: No mercy. No surrender. But as their games spiral into something ravenous, who’s destroying whom? And when hatred burns this hot, what’s left when the ashes cool?

"Level up? Dragons?" Eighteen. The age of Awakening. An important moment where every human in the desolate maga-cities unlocks their Talent, a unique ability to carve a path in this monster-plagued apocalyptic world. Alister Hazenworth, a graduating student, and a rising star at the prestigious Aegis Academy, was destined for greatness. His exceptional athleticism and magical aptitude promise a powerful Talent – a guarantee for a secure life and social status. But fate had different plans. During Alister's Awakening ceremony, it's revealed that he's a Summoner. Instead of admiration, he faces mockery. His once bright future turns bleak as his "friends" desert him for Talents they see as more "useful." left alone, Alister awakens a system. [Host found, system binding...] [System binded successfully.] [Congrats, you have gain the status of 'player'.] [Ding!! Congrats to the player for awakening The Dragonforge - an overlord system.] [Ding!! it has been detected that the player possesses a latent draconic aspect, and as such will only be able to summon dragons!!] [Will the player like to proceed with their first summoning?] Cast aside and underestimated, Alister becomes a force to be reckoned with. He embarks on a journey, building his own dragon army – a crew of majestic wyverns, fearsome drakes, and ancient wyrms. He raids the wastelands, reclaims lost resources, and dismantles the prejudice against summoners. Every day, his power grows, his bond with his dragons deepens, and his legend spreads like wildfire. Discord server: https://discord.gg/zbQwWCSCrn [A/N: This is a slow paced novel, don't expect the protagonist to suddenly start out overpowered and start dominating left and right, he will become an overlord of dragons, yes, but it will take time. (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)] Cover made by me /⁠ᐠ⁠｡⁠ꞈ⁠｡⁠ᐟ⁠\ Daily Uploads 8pm (WAT)

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

Ingrid Dolph, a lowly she-wolf happens to be in her ripe age of locating her mate. And it was during this time that the rumor about a dragon egg spread like wildfire and everyone was asked to hunt for it. Whoever finds it will have a greater share and unbelievable privileges. Excited for the hunt, Ingrid takes part in it with the motive of finding it and bargaining for its blood and scale. But as fate would have it, she didn't just find it but that same dragon turns out to be her mate. ***** ~{SNEAK PREVIEW}~ As I got close, I came to realize that it was a full grown naked man. What? A man? How was the dragon a man? Suddenly I growled and groaned as my body grew hot by just the sight of it. What was wrong with me? Could it be that my wolf side was affected by the dragon because of the smell of its blood? Disregarding the fact that he was naked, I approached him and my breathing became labored as my senses heightened to an intense level I never knew possible. When I saw how he curled himself in a fetal position with his hand holding his bloody abdomen, my blood boiled and I punched the rock he was laying close to. “Who would dare do such a thing to him!” I angrily said aloud and that was when his eyes opened causing my breath to get caught in my throat. He was breathtaking! His lashes were white as his eyebrows and they shimmered while his iris were gray in color. “Ingrid,” he breathed out and my eyes widened at the fact that he knew my name.

Lin Han was once a humble game designer, responsible for crafting a sprawling online game centered around civilization development. The game’s core concept was simple yet ambitious: each player assumes the role of a god-like creator, starting with a lone planet to nurture and evolve civilizations from the ground up. One day, in a bizarre twist of fate, Lin Han finds himself mysteriously transported into the very world he designed—a living, breathing universe governed by the rules he once wrote. But instead of following the traditional path of slow, steady evolution like most players, Lin Han chooses an unorthodox and wild strategy: he decides to develop a monster civilization. While other players painstakingly cultivate primitive cells, Lin Han’s creation rapidly evolves through parasitism, devouring its own kind to trigger extreme mutations. It spreads like wildfire, infecting entire oceans and causing a mass mutation of marine life. As his monstrous creation gains intelligence and begins to understand civilization itself, Lin Han reaps massive rewards, earning tens of thousands of Authority Points — the currency of power in this universe. His creation doesn’t stop there; it ruthlessly conquers ten other players’ planets, accumulating even more power and establishing dominance over an entire star system. When reporters ask how he plans to manage the ten civilizations under his control, Lin Han delivers a chilling response: “I will turn them all into monster civilizations.” His declaration shocks the galaxy, heralding a new era where monstrous evolution threatens to upend the very foundations of civilization.

In a world where demons, devils, and countless unknown horrors run rampant, humanity lives in constant fear. Even with the power of martial arts, keeping the demonic tide at bay is a waking nightmare. When night falls, only those protected by mighty experts can hope to survive. Yet, hope for the weak has not been extinguished. From the shadows, a mysterious organization emerged—the Demon Sweepers. Wherever demons appear, wherever devils wreak havoc, the angels of the Demon Sweepers descend. Swift. Silent. Unyielding. Led by an enigmatic figure whose power and presence defy understanding, the name Demon Sweepers spreads like wildfire across the realm—feared by evil, revered by all.

In a dying world strangled by frost, plague, and the whispers of monsters, survival is a currency—and Iris Liren is dangerously close to going broke. She’s spent her life scraping together enough food, coin, and sanity to protect her younger brother Flynn from the rot seeping into their crumbling town of Sundra. Between the ever-creeping infection known as the Rattle and the ravenous vampire lords across the border, death is always one wrong step away. The Wolves—cold, lethal warriors bonded to the mythical volanema beasts—are the kingdoms’s only real line of defense. Revered, feared, and kept distant from the civilians they serve, the Wolves don’t come when you scream. They come after, when it’s too late. And when Iris sees the wreckage left behind after another attack, she knows the truth: if you want someone saved, you do it yourself. But the town is bleeding, secrets are festering, and trust is a weapon no one dares to wield. When Flynn vanishes, desperate to join the Wolves and prove he can protect what’s left of their broken world, Iris finds herself pulled into the center of a conflict that’s far bigger—and far older—than she ever imagined. And at its heart is a commander whose eyes see everything and give away nothing. His presence is as commanding as his silence, and though Iris refuses to bow, she can’t help but feel the sharp pull of fate every time he’s near. Determined to drag her brother back from the jaws of death, Iris pursues him into the treacherous mountains. Instead of finding Flynn, she's forcibly conscripted into the brutal trials herself, thrust into the Culling – a bloody free-for-all where hundreds fight to survive, and only 60% will walk away. Forged in desperation, she forms uneasy alliances. But the trials aren't her only battle. Watching over the carnage with chilling detachment is Alpha Zion Kage – leader of the feared Kuzgun Pack. Beautiful as wildfire and sharp as a honed blade, Zion radiates lethal power and unsettling secrets. His obsidian eyes see too much, especially Iris's defiance and raw strength. An unwanted, dangerous attraction sparks between them – a hunter drawn to a wounded, furious sparrowhawk. Zion is the embodiment of the system Iris distrusts, the man who might hold the key to Flynn's fate, and the one who forces her to confront the terrifying darkness within herself. As rebellion brews, loyalties fracture, and something ancient begins to stir beneath the snow-choked earth, Iris must decide how far she’s willing to go to save her brother—and whether the line between monster and man is as clear as everyone wants to believe. Iris must survive a trial designed to shatter the weak. To understand Zion, she might have to forfeit her heart. And to win, she'll be forced to cross a line that stains the soul. The path to the wolves is paved in blood, and love might be the deadliest trap of all.

In an instant, our world disappeared. It began with people turning into zombies, and chaos followed. Civilization crumbled as humanity turned on itself—siblings betrayed each other, wives murdered husbands, men butchered themselves, and women sold their bodies for survival. Friends became enemies. Gangs rose as warlords, ruling the ruins with blood and fear. Cannibalism became the norm. The government went silent, fading into irrelevance as the dead multiplied and society collapsed. But that was only the beginning. The infection spread like wildfire, consuming cities and forcing desperate survivors into the wilderness—only to find that there was no escape. Nature itself turned hostile. The virus didn't just stop at humans—it twisted animals, plants, even the earth itself. Forests turned into living nightmares. Creatures grew massive, intelligent, and cruel. Skybound whales hunted the clouds, while apex predators ruled the ground. Amid this chaos, a force known as the Organizers emerged. They selected ten million individuals across eight continents and granted them access to mysterious systems—tools of strategy, construction, and war. With these systems, users could build fortresses, craft weapons, and rise as warlords. Survival came at a cost: burying zombie corpses in designated crypts earned points and staved off contamination, while defeating rival commanders meant seizing their systems. A brutal cycle of conquest began, as the dead rose and the living turned against one another. And among them… he awakened now chosen by the Apocalypse King System. [System Activated.] [Welcome, Master of the End.] [You have acquired: «Adaptation» and «Telekinesis».] [Your bloodline shall seed the new world.] He had the chance to save people—but he didn’t want to. He wasn’t a hero. He wasn’t a savior. He saw a world in ruins… and an opportunity. While others clung to hope, he embraced the chaos. In a land with no law, no gods, and no mercy, he chose to conquer. Survivors were no longer people—they were tools. All were his pawns or corpses. Celebrities, nobles, mutants—all bowed or bled. [Option One: City of Light – Build a sanctuary of hope.] [Option Two: City of Dark – Forge a kingdom of obedience] [Choice Confirmed: City of Darkness.]

"Level up? Dragons?" Eighteen. The age of Awakening. An important moment where every human in the desolate maga-cities unlocks their Talent, a unique ability to carve a path in this monster-plagued apocalyptic world. Alister Hazenworth, a graduating student, and a rising star at the prestigious Aegis Academy, was destined for greatness. His exceptional athleticism and magical aptitude promise a powerful Talent – a guarantee for a secure life and social status. But fate had different plans. During Alister's Awakening ceremony, it's revealed that he's a Summoner. Instead of admiration, he faces mockery. His once bright future turns bleak as his "friends" desert him for Talents they see as more "useful." left alone, Alister awakens a system. [Host found, system binding...] [System binded successfully.] [Congrats, you have gain the status of 'player'.] [Ding!! Congrats to the player for awakening The Dragonforge - an overlord system.] [Ding!! it has been detected that the player possesses a latent draconic aspect, and as such will only be able to summon dragons!!] [Will the player like to proceed with their first summoning?] Cast aside and underestimated, Alister becomes a force to be reckoned with. He embarks on a journey, building his own dragon army – a crew of majestic wyverns, fearsome drakes, and ancient wyrms. He raids the wastelands, reclaims lost resources, and dismantles the prejudice against summoners. Every day, his power grows, his bond with his dragons deepens, and his legend spreads like wildfire.

In the world to come, making oneself at home in a virtual realm has woven itself into the fabric of the daily grind. Online games flourishing within this digital hinterland have caught on like wildfire. It's a rare soul who hasn't caught a whisper about the mighty and their terrestrial habits and hedonism. Yet now, as life in the virtual sphere - especially within these burgeoning games - gains momentum, new titans rise within this electronic escapade. One wonders, do their existences diverge from those ensconced in real-world influence? Watch the journey of our protagonist who, through a gauntlet of trials and time, has eased into a leisurely existence as one of the esteemed five lord atop a thriving metropolis, in a community of a billion players. Though obstacles and thorns of various kinds laid in his path, he overcame them all. *** The original is in Thai, and as the writer of the original, I attempted to translate it as closely as possible. I use AI to help with the initial translation and then revise it one more time, but I only managed to achieve about 80% of what I expected. Not to mention grammar, just trying to translate jokes, idioms, proverbs, etc. so that foreigners can understand is very difficult.

A dark fantasy romance of fire, fate, and the ache of almost. Princess Azalea was raised to rule, not to feel. When betrayal leaves her wounded and bound to the one man she swore to hate, her world begins to unravel. Zaydon Icarus, the dragon-shifter commander with a past forged in shadow, saves her life in the only way he knows how: by branding her with a sacred bond no magic can break. Now linked by blood, magic, and a history neither of them speak of, Azalea is forced to trust the man who stole her agency in the name of protection. Their journey through snow-covered ruins and wildfire skies is laced with unspoken confessions, dangerous secrets, and a yearning they try and fail to deny. She is his weakness. He is her ruin. And the bond between them is more curse than blessing. As ancient enemies close in and the scars of their past threaten to bleed into the present, Azalea must decide if she will fight fate or surrender to the kind of love that burns even dragons to ash.

Five heroes from different corners of the world, each with their own unique strengths and backgrounds, were drawn together by a common threat. The name Malacoda had begun to echo through the shadows—whispered in fear by those who knew the old stories. Malacoda, also known as Garma, was a being of immense power who had been resurrected by Erebus, the emperor of a distant, brutal world. Erebus had made a dark promise to Malacoda: immortality and the power to rule as king on Earth if he could bend humanity to his will. With his resurrection, Malacoda was filled with a renewed sense of purpose. He was not merely a weapon for Erebus; he was a conqueror in his own right. To announce his return, Malacoda sent three of his most loyal servants to Earth. Their message was simple and chilling: Malacoda had come to Earth, and the world had two weeks to decide whom they would serve. Would they bow before him, or face the consequences of their defiance? The announcement spread like wildfire, igniting fear and chaos across the globe. Governments scrambled to respond, while ordinary people were gripped by panic. In the midst of this turmoil, the five heroes—strangers to each other, yet united by fate—began to prepare for the coming battle. They each had their reasons for joining the fight. One sought redemption for past failures; another was driven by a sense of duty to protect the innocent. Each of them brought something different to the table: unmatched strength, cunning intelligence, mystical powers, and unshakable courage. They trained relentlessly, knowing that the odds were against them, but refusing to back down. As the two weeks passed, the tension in the air grew thicker. Malacoda made his presence known, appearing in terrifying visions and demonstrations of power that shook the foundations of cities. His servants stoked the fires of fear, urging humanity to surrender. But when the time came, the heroes stood firm. They confronted Malacoda in a battle that raged across land, sea, and sky. It was a fight that tested them to their very limits, pushing them beyond what they thought possible. Malacoda was a formidable opponent, his power amplified by the dark promise of immortality. But the heroes fought with a determination born of necessity, their strengths complementing each other in perfect harmony. In the end, it was their unity and resolve that turned the tide. Through a combination of strategy, sacrifice, and sheer willpower, they managed to defeat Malacoda, stripping him of the power that Erebus had promised him. The battle was fierce, the cost high, but in the final moments, Malacoda fell, his ambitions crushed. Erebus, watching from afar, seethed with disappointment. His carefully laid plans had been thwarted, and his would-be enforcer was no more. The defeat of Malacoda was a blow to his ambitions, a reminder that even the most powerful can be brought low by those who stand together. The five heroes, victorious but weary, looked out over a world saved from darkness. They had faced the worst, and in doing so, had become something more than just individuals—they had become legends.

The drums of war thundered across the plains of the Wan Shui Empire. At the forefront stood a lone figure draped in silver armor, his crimson cloak dancing with the wind. His gaze, sharp as a dragon’s claw, swept across the battlefield. His name was Huan Bai — the War Demon, the youngest divine general in the empire’s history. At fifteen, he had silenced rebel cities. At twenty-two, he led men against beasts that tore mountains apart. At twenty-seven, he ascended to the rank of Divine General, one of only three in the entire empire. His name was etched in legends, sung by poets and feared by kings. But even war gods have hearts. In a rare moment of peace, the general crossed paths with Wu Hua, the flower of the Xiantian Sect. Graceful, serene, and unshaken even by his terrifying presence. Love, unexpected and fierce, bloomed like wildfire. They married in the spring, where cherry blossoms rained like snow. On his thirty-second birthday, the war demon smiled brighter than ever before. His son, Li Bai, was born under a sky filled with stars, as if the heavens themselves bowed in blessing. But fate, as always, was cruel. In the same year, during a border negotiation with the Tiansha Empire, General Huan Bai was betrayed and captured. His soldiers returned without him. His armor, broken. His spear, snapped. His fate — unknown. And as if destiny wasn’t yet done, Wu Hua vanished days later. No body, no trace. Only silence. The empire grieved its war god. But not all shared in the sorrow. Young Li Bai, now the son of a "fallen hero" and a "runaway woman," grew under the weight of whispers and cruel laughter. “A cursed child,” they called him. “The disgrace of a vanished bloodline.” But in the stillness of rejection, something stirred. On the eve of his seventh birthday, when the cold moon was high and dreams were thin, Li Bai sat alone in the courtyard of the orphaned manor. No one celebrated. No one remembered. And then — boom. A sudden pulse. The earth trembled. The stars above flickered strangely, as if acknowledging a forgotten truth. From within Li Bai’s core, a spiraling path of light and darkness emerged. It did not follow the known elements. It was not fire, not wind, not sword, not beast. It was something much more mysterious..... Unseen by all, the world had changed. The spirit child had awakened.

She woke up in an unfamiliar room, her body aching, her memories fragmented. The moment she looked in the mirror, she realized—this wasn’t her face. Once, this body belonged to the precious daughter of the Shen family—an heiress admired by all, engaged to Mo Ziqian, heir of the illustrious Mo family. But the moment her family crumbled into bankruptcy—something he had secretly planned—the engagement was coldly broken off. "You're no longer worthy to stand by my side," Mo Ziqian had said, turning his back without a trace of guilt. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, the original girl was framed, humiliated, and violated—her pain turned into a scandalous video that spread like wildfire. With no dignity left, she chose to end it all. Just when she stood on the edge of death, Mo Zixuan, the younger brother of her ex-fiancé, reached out his hand. "Trust me. I’ll marry you, I’ll protect you." Desperate and drowning, she clung to that lifeline—only to discover she’d stepped into an even darker abyss. His love was a lie, too. "Even you…" she whispered, tears merging with the sea that swallowed her. But fate had other plans. A new soul awoke in the body—vengeful, cold, and calculating. She wasn’t here to mourn. She was here to make them all pay. "You ruined her. Now, I'll ruin you." But something is wrong. As she begins to seek revenge, memories surface that don’t belong to the original girl. Memories of places she’s never been. Names she’s never heard. Emotions that feel too real to ignore. “Whose life am I really living…? Who am I?” Is she truly just an outsider inhabiting a stranger’s body—or is something far deeper at play? What happens when vengeance awakens something older, darker, and more dangerous? She doesn’t just want justice anymore. She wants answers. And she will burn the world to get them.

Every girl has dreamed of that boy: crisp white shirts, eyes like frost-kissed glass. In the halls of Eldenwood Academy, sixteen-year-old Vivian Vaughn reigns as its velvet rebel—loud, defiant, and infamous. While the world calls her "Vivi," only Adrian Stone uses her full name, his voice a blade of ice: "Vivian Vaughn, end this childish game." She grins up at his Arctic gaze. "Make me. Be my boyfriend." "...Impossible." But Vivian learns nothing is impossible when you fight with your whole soul. He’s the ethereal genius who ignited her heart, worth every reckless leap. She’s Vivian Vaughn; he’s Adrian Stone. One day, she will be his most treasured gem. Years Later | 20 Years Old At an elite Manhattan restaurant, Eldenwood’s alumni gather. Time flips fortunes: once-timid girls now flaunt miniskirts and Louboutins, dissecting Ivy League glory. Their eyes dart to Vivian—the fallen heiress in faded jeans, exiled and broke. "Where do you work these days?" one smirks. Vivian’s reply dies as a tall figure parts the crowd. Adrian’s hand brushes hers, warm and claiming: "Darling, you forgot your phone." Silence. Someone gasps: "...Adrian?" Eldenwood’s unattainable star—now a visionary architect—has plunged into the "sewer" they scorn. Midnight | Penthouse Suite Adrian’s breath scorches Vivian’s neck. "Why not tell her you graduated from Yale before her? That you’re her senior?" His voice is gravel and velvet. She shivers, laughing into the pillow. "She was already green. Why twist the knife?" He growls, hands turning desperate— "Adrian—" "Say my name again." Vivian: She loves like a wildfire—all-consuming. Adrian: She’s his sun. His redemption.

Akashi was a boy so beautiful it seemed the gods had sculpted him with a touch of mischief and a dash of fragility. He wasn’t handsome in the rugged, masculine way of knights or warriors. No—his beauty was softer, captivating in its innocence. His frame was small, almost delicate, and his pale skin looked as if it had never known hardship, kissed only by the gentle sunlight of his village fields. With wide, striking black eyes that shimmered like obsidian under moonlight, and hair the color of a calm, endless ocean, Akashi possessed a charm that defied age, status, or reason. He didn’t know it, but his very existence pulled at the hearts of those who saw him—like an untouched gem waiting to be claimed. And yet, he had been untouched for a reason. Akashi had never known life beyond the boundaries of his village. He grew up surrounded by warm smiles and familiar voices. Every elder knew his name. Every child wanted to play by his side. His days were simple, his heart untouched by cruelty. But peace is a fragile thing. One night, it shattered. The sky turned crimson. Screams tore through the quiet air. Fires devoured homes. Demons—twisted beasts of shadow and rage—descended without warning. They killed with a hunger that could not be reasoned with. By morning, the village was gone. Ashes, corpses, and silence were all that remained. And Akashi… Akashi was alone. The last heartbeat in a graveyard of memories. He wandered for days, hollow and dazed, until rough hands seized him. Chains replaced freedom. Smiles were replaced by cold appraisals. And so, the boy once adored by all became something else—something to be sold. A slave. At the capital's grand auction house, he was stripped, washed, and displayed like merchandise. His beauty caused a stir. Whispers spread like wildfire. "Look at those eyes..." "That hair... Is it dyed? No, it’s real..." "So delicate... Is he even human?" To them, he was no longer a boy with a heart, but a prize to possess. A fantasy in fragile form. He stood on the stage, trembling slightly, barely able to process what was happening. The voices of the crowd blurred together—hungry, leering, filled with desire and greed. The auctioneer’s booming voice called out the bids as if Akashi were nothing more than a fine vase or a rare jewel. The numbers climbed quickly. Too quickly. Akashi’s knees weakened beneath the weight of invisible eyes drinking him in. He stared at the marble floor, trying not to cry. Then, suddenly, the room fell silent. A voice—deep, commanding, and heartbreakingly beautiful—cut through the air like silk over steel. “Fifteen thousand gold.” Time seemed to pause. Every head turned. At the back of the room, standing beneath the golden chandelier, was a woman unlike any other. She wore a flowing red gown that hugged her form like it was crafted by the gods themselves. Her long, golden hair shimmered like strands of sunlight, cascading over her shoulders with effortless grace. Her eyes, cold and blue as a glacier’s heart, stared ahead with quiet power. Even the nobles drew back. This was no ordinary bidder. It was one of the Princesses of the Three Great Kingdoms. Whispers erupted anew—but no one dared challenge her offer. Who would? She stood like royalty incarnate, a goddess who walked among mortals, and she had just claimed Akashi as her own. The boy raised his head slowly, unsure of whether to feel fear or relief. His eyes met hers—just for a second—and something in his chest shifted. She didn’t smile. She didn’t leer. Her gaze was unreadable. But it was powerful. Absolute. And it made his knees weak for an entirely new reason. He didn’t know her name. Not yet. But she had bought him. And somewhere deep inside, something told him—his life was never going to be the same.

Ashes of the First Flame A novel by [Francis 9439] For centuries, the world of Elaris has burned under the divine light of the First Flame, a sacred fire worshiped by the tyrannical Solar Dominion — a theocratic empire that claims godhood and unity through conquest. The Empress rules with holy fire and iron will, casting down cities that refuse her light, branding all who resist as heretics and rebels. But across the shattered lands of the Free Marches, a spark of defiance refuses to die. Kaelen Virelth, the exiled son of a disgraced noble house, is thrust into leadership after his brother is assassinated. Once a scholar and a pacifist, Kaelen becomes the reluctant face of a rebellion. As war spreads like wildfire, Kaelen must decide whether to become a killer to save the world — or lose everything he loves. On the other side of the war, Serenya Valir, a devoted priestess of the Flame, begins to question the cost of blind faith. Sent to root out traitors within the Dominion, she uncovers dark secrets buried beneath sacred temples — and a prophecy foretelling a choice that will either redeem the world or end it in ash. Amid the chaos rise other forces: the exiled Scorched Order, mage-knights blamed for a forgotten catastrophe; the elemental Aetherborn Tribes, whose magic the Dominion fears and hates; and the seductive spies of the Sable Garden, who pull strings behind every throne. As old gods stir and ancient powers awaken, love blooms between enemies, loyalty crumbles into betrayal, and the line between salvation and damnation blurs. To stop the cycle of fire and ruin, someone must destroy the First Flame — or become its final bearer. But power never dies quietly.

The Revenge of a God “Revenge is Divine.” In a world ruled by false deities, corrupt kingdoms, and ancient demon cults, Liam Carson, an 18-year-old orphaned by massacre, awakens to a mysterious and exclusive God System—a divine interface that grants him power unlike any the world has ever seen. Armed with the abilities to create, enhance, and destroy, Liam begins a path of righteous vengeance against the cult that slaughtered his entire family. As he levels up, gathers followers, and ascends chosen individuals into angels and demons, his influence spreads like wildfire across the continent. But vengeance is not without cost. With each battle, Liam sheds his humanity and evolves into something more—and less—than mortal. His faith-based power system thrives on belief and fear alike, turning prayers into fuel and devotion into weapons. Alongside him walks Elira, a deadly archer whose loyalty is tested by growing affection. Together with his spirit guide and divine lieutenants, Liam tears down kingdoms and challenges corrupted gods, rewriting the rules of the divine. As love blooms in the shadow of conquest and morality fractures under the weight of divinity, Liam must decide: Will he remain a savior to his people… Or become the very god the world should fear? --- Genre: Dark Fantasy | Revenge | Anti-Hero | Godhood | Slow-Burn Romance Tone: Gritty, mythic, emotional, and brutal—layered with divine politics, inner struggle, and evolving power systems.

At the tender age of five, a girl who calls herself August witnesses a harrowing betrayal. Her beloved uncle, once a trusted family member, turns against her parents in a treacherous act that shatters her world. In the aftermath, he abandons her at a cold, unfeeling orphanage. August, a child of extraordinary intelligence, retreats into silence, her mind a labyrinth of thoughts and plans. Her brilliance, however, is shadowed by a mental disorder that drives her to harm those around her. This dark side of her nature isolates her further, making her a figure of fear and mystery among the other children. By the age of thirteen, August's actions lead to her arrest and confinement in a notorious prison known for its brutality. Yet, her sharp mind and unyielding spirit refuse to be caged. She orchestrates a daring escape, vanishing into the shadows. Every year, on the 11th day of August, whispers of her return spread like wildfire. August embarks on a relentless quest for vengeance, targeting those who wronged her and her family. Her name becomes synonymous with fear, a ghostly avenger who strikes with precision and disappears without a trace. In a world that underestimated her, August rises as a formidable force, her story a chilling reminder of the lengths one can go to seek justice and retribution.

******* Volume 2 Prince Eyrin’s death sends ripples through the land, reaching the ears of Nameless and Arnin. Theories swirl, uncertainty thickening like a storm—but was it truly suicide, or something far darker? As Nameless, Arnin, Tidalia, Lady Meiyer, and Ningtin venture deeper into their search, they uncover the elusive residence of the immortals. But something is amiss—only one immortal remains, while the other vanished years ago to roam the world. Within the immortal’s domain, Nameless makes a startling discovery—Lyrien Alsan had been there more than 200 years ago. A mystery unfolds, one that grips him relentlessly. What ties him to Lyrien Alsan? And why does the fox demon Prince Eyrin once defeated called him Tarath? Meanwhile, whispers drift from the peaks of Mount Kenton. A masked martial artist walks its paths, cloaked in secrecy. Who is he? And what shadows lurk in the land of Kenton? A ghost attack rattles the main Kenton state—an entity twisted into an evil spirit. The disturbance summons the Ghost Commander. Then, an assassin emerges from the darkness, slaughtering members of the Vexar families. Rumors spread like wildfire—some claim it is Prince Eyrin’s ghost, seeking vengeance.Others whisper that his death might not be suicide. Could it really be him? The journey to Alsan State is riddled with unforeseen challenges—high-ranking demons, celestial immortals, and formidable foes seeking to crush them at every turn. But in the heart of chaos, one truth remains. They must fight. And survive.

“You like it rough, don’t you, detective?” Vincent snarled, yanking my hair as thrusted harder, his low growl echoing as I muffled whimpers begging for more. This was wrong, really wrong for a detective to be sexually intimate with a Mafia Boss—but the body gets what the body needs. **************************************** In the sweltering, sin-soaked streets of Miami, Vincent “The Shark” Delgado, the untouchable mafia king who rules the underworld’s blood and cocaine, craves one forbidden prize: Lucas Harper, the rookie detective sworn to drag him to justice. Their worlds—crime and law—should never touch, but their bodies collide in a relentless storm of raw, filthy sex, night after night, in Miami’s darkest corners. Vincent’s obsession burns like wildfire, chaining Lucas to bed with every bruising kiss, every growled demand, whispering he’d torch the city to keep him. Lucas, torn between duty and the mafia lord’s unyielding grip, drowns in desire, his body begging for the criminal he should betray. As rival cartels and crooked cops close in, their forbidden love—steeped in sweat, sin, and an “I can’t quit you” hunger—defies every rule. 365 Days with a Criminal is a dark, cock-throbbing MM romance where obsession rules, sex is the only language, and love is a dangerous vow that could burn them both to ash.

"Laurie got dumped? It serves her right! What woman would earn money to support a man's education?!" "I heard she even had an abortion. That woman is truly worthless!" After breaking up with her ex-fiance, Laurie rushed into a hasty marriage with a man she had just met. Laurie grew up in a single-parent family and had been childhood sweethearts with her ex-fiance. Due to his family's poor financial situation, Laurie contributed half of her salary to support his education. However, she didn't expect her ex-fiance to dump and abandon her for the sake of climbing the social ladder. Laurie's reputation plummeted in no time, and rumors about her spread like wildfire. Just when everyone thought Laurie would never find a good match again, she unexpectedly got married quickly! Everyone: "With the kind of woman she is, what good man would marry her?" Later, people discovered that the man she married was not only exceptionally good but also the son of a billionaire! Initially, Claude firmly stated that he would never get into a real relationship with her and advised her not to harbor any illusions about him. Laurie happily agreed. The two reached an agreement and quickly became a sweet couple in public but were simply "neighbors" behind closed doors. However, it didn't take long for Laurie to realize that this man was becoming increasingly controlling. He wouldn't allow her to return home late, wear short skirts or interact with other men. He even constantly clung to her! Finally, Laurie couldn't take it anymore and asked for a divorce. But regardless of what she said, the man refused to agree to it!