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On an ordinary day, an inventory livestream descended upon the dimensional multiverse. Those who were selected all had a faint blue light screen appear before them. Immediately after, large characters appeared in front of them. 《 Dimensional World Inventory — Top 10 Famous Scenes 》  Scene 1: One person, one sword, guarding a city, battling seventy thousand... Scene ***: The man who almost kicked out the grand finale, Eight Gates Formation! Might Guy! Scene ***: Menma, I found you! Scene ***: ..... As one scene after another of regretful characters appeared, everyone watching the scenes shed tears. Monkey D. Luffy: That's amazing, one person, one sword, not only fought against seventy thousand people, but also returned alive? Uzumaki Naruto: I didn't expect that seemingly ordinary guy to be so powerful! Uchiha Sasuke: The one who made the final save was actually you. Jinta Yadomi: Menma, we found you~ Everyone: Menma, we found you~ Honma Meiko "Menma": Hi! I've been found!

The first time they met, he fell head over heels for her. Ten years later when they met again, he dragged her straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau. At the wedding, the host asked, "Mr. Si, do you still remember the scene when you first met Miss Xia?" "Unforgettable." "Oh? Was Miss Xia too beautiful?" "No, because that was the first time I got hit." (This story is 1v1, pure in mind and body, you're welcomed to jump in!)

(Alternative title: I Can Cut Through Anything) ... After dying from overwork, Riven is reincarnated into a war-torn world where holy power and arcane magic clash for dominance. Born into poverty and orphaned at twelve, he survives with his younger sister by scavenging weapons from the corpses of fallen soldiers. That is, until he finds a gravely wounded woman in front of his house. Moved by a strange sense of compassion, Riven saves her life—unaware that she is the infamous Mad Queen, a ruthless monarch who slaughtered her entire royal bloodline. In return for his kindness, she teaches him how to wield a sword—an art that awakens a terrifying power within him: the ability to cut through anything. But power comes at a cost. Her gaze shifts from gratitude to obsession. And now, bound by a twisted marriage to a queen whose love is as dangerous as her blade, Riven must decide: will he run from her... or embrace the madness she offers? --- Author's Note Hi everyone, I’m a new author here. To be honest, I got tired of the same old harem tropes—stories where the male lead collects girls like trophies without any real emotional depth. So I decided to write something different. This is a dark fantasy romance centered around one woman only: a yandere queen whose love is as dangerous as her power. Yes, the story contains R-rated scenes—expect some heat. But it’s not just about that. This novel will dive into: Deep character development, The twisted yet intimate relationship between Riven and the Queen. Royal politics and war, And Riven’s journey to become the strongest swordsman in the world. As a beginner, I genuinely welcome any feedback, comments, or even low ratings. Whether you give me five stars or just one, it’ll help me improve and I truly appreciate it. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy the madness.

This world has always been ordinary. Ancient myths and whispers through campfire tales, was never real. Only a reflection of longing, fear, and wonder passed down through generations. In truth, the world moved forward untouched by the supernatural, devoid of mystery. Belief, however, lingers. It settles quietly in forgotten corners of the mind, dormant in fiction and ritual, waiting for a spark. Stories may press against the edges of reality, but they are never capable of crossing it. For generations, the boundary has held firm—until now. As inexplicable events ripple across society—subtle at first, then undeniable—the world begins to bend. Old stories reemerge with new weight. Monsters once trapped in myth are glimpsed in alleyways. Symbols gain power. And every lie told with conviction becomes harder to distinguish from truth. The world is changing. And no one—not the skeptics, not the authorities, not even those who set it in motion—can stop it.

A fractured world. A hidden truth. A boy caught between the bite of destiny and the teeth of power. When the system demands his blood, he’ll learn that some reflections—like glass—cut deeper than bone.

Not every horror story gets released. Some are buried. Forgotten. Or never meant to be seen. These are the films that whisper in projection rooms, flicker through broken reels, and show up on tapes no one remembers recording. “Each novel is a standalone nightmare—scripted, cast, and directed by a man no one remembers hiring.” The Director. No one has seen his face. No one has survived two of his films. You're not reading a novel. You're watching his cut. Just pray he never turns the camera on you. --- ## Book 1: My Husband is a Serial Killer (and He Doesn't Know It) The reel clicks to life in an empty theater. Frame one: a woman's trembling hands holding a bloodstained journal. The handwriting inside matches her husband's perfectly—each confession detailing murders that made headlines, each date stamped with precision. Behind the camera, something breathes. Mara Lockwood thought she'd escaped her fractured past when she married Daniel Kessler—a gentle trauma therapist who forgets where he puts his keys, loses hours to daydreams, and loves her with desperate intensity. Their seaside home feels safe. Quiet. Until the journal surfaces from a locked drawer, its pages filled with Daniel's careful script describing acts of violence he swears he never committed. The camera never blinks. As bodies surface along the fog-drenched Oregon coast and Detective Elara Finch closes her investigation net, Mara faces an impossible choice: expose the man she loves or become his accomplice. Because the deeper she digs, the more she discovers about their shared time at Haven Creek Mental Health Facility—memories that were supposed to stay buried. Daniel's blackouts are getting worse. His sleepwalking more violent. And someone keeps leaving notes on Mara's windshield: "He doesn't remember what you made him do." In the projection booth, a clapperboard snaps. The Director adjusts his focus. He's been waiting for this story—one where the audience can't tell who's performing and who's just pretending to be real. Because if Daniel's the killer, Mara might be the reason he became one. And if she's covering for him... The film has already started. --- Disclaimer: All characters are original. Visual references are imagined and used for creative purposes only. No real person, actor, or public figure is involved or affiliated with this work. Poster concept and story by [D_Setia] Cover art generated using AI with original composition

She failed the system. Now she’s playing one built to kill. After seven years chasing a dream that shattered her — the federal exams, the pressure, the lies — Seraphina Wexler is done trying. Drowning in debt and invisible to the world, her life takes a sudden turn when a stranger offers her something impossible: > A secret survival game. One winner. Ten million dollars. No rules. No second chances. Just one blood-soaked path to the top. Thrust into an underground world filled with desperate players, masked organizers, and deadly childhood games with twisted rules, Seraphina must use more than just her brains — she’ll have to face betrayal, alliances, mind games, and a past that refuses to stay buried. But in The Final Cut, the real game isn't just surviving. It's deciding what you're willing to become.

Priyanshu Saini transmigrated into world of immortals from modern era, where everything decides on the cultivation of the individual. He was provided with the "Hidden Villain System" and he has to control all the scene from behind. This journey make him strongest ever villain in the history. So, how Priyanshu reached the peak of cultivation with his modern knowledge or was he found in middle of his path to become god? Let's See how story unfolds...

"Power" "Influence" "Money" I wanted it all, I wanted it so bad that I was willing to go to any extent but that dream was cut short when I ended up dying in an accident. After a lengthy period, I woke up in another world where gangs ruled supreme and also discovered my talents that lay dominant. I will rule with my fists! **** PS There are smut scenes!

How far can you go to protect the one you love? Warning: Story contains extreme violence, gore and things that might be considered as ra*e. FYI, it won't have much smut scene. Yeah. So don't expect much. Artworks are by Bee

an man who name Sasha,28 year old,who was sent a post man to every neighbourhood,was caught eye by a certain theatre cross the road,unknown that there's certain thing will make a scene out of it.

He was reborn in another world, yet he couldn't remember anything about his past life, he had changed to this shadow like creatures, he wasn't human. This world is filled with dangerous beings with different, there are schemes behind the scene, will he survive challenges that he face? Well read to find out.

Imagine someone looked down upon because their ability name sounds like a paper cut, and imagine this ability giving the person the chance to cut anything, whatever it is. This ability, that being [Cut], cancels everything, but that is if the user pleases.

Left for dead on a snowy mission, cast aside by her own master and the disciples she once called family, Li Shuang should have fallen into obscurity. But instead, she rose. Severing her past, she cultivates the Supreme Forgetting Love Technique, a path of clarity forged through heartbreak—not detachment. In abandoning the soul-bound Frostcut Sword, she finds something far older, far darker: the Black Abyss Sword, an artifact of lost history and buried power. Taken in by a new master and siblings who see her for who she truly is, Li Shuang begins to rebuild. But the world is far wider than one peak, and the continent is only the beginning. Cultivators travel between nations and empires. Mysteries simmer beneath the surface of every sect.

The heaven and earth are my world. Life is for me to be entertained. The stars are for me to pluck and the mountains exist for me to test my strength. Higher than the gods, stronger than the heavens, I shall stand above all. With just my blade in hand I shall cut through all that blocks my path. Cultivation stages: Mortal, Soul, Earth, Sky, Master, True Master... Cale = three metres

Asin and Oliver were living a lavish lifestyle thanks to their family fortune..from the outside looking in. But it was a part of a whole.. Their other lives involving fast cars, illegal racing scene, dangerous rivals and Unknowns .. and now marriage? Yet there is such a thing as the perfect plan for even such a situation is there not? This is not that plans story.

This is not a novel it's just a compilation of scenes and ideas that came to my mind. I just wanted a place to keep them. So, I wrote them here. You are welcomed to read if you want too

1981. Small-town nobodies. No label. No future. Just noise. Until the sound hit. Gritty. Wild. Untamed. The band Saints was born in a garage no one believed in. But when their music explodes onto the underground scene, they go from local outcasts to the face of a revolution. Arena tours, magazine covers, screaming fans it’s all happening fast. But the world of rock isn’t just glory. It’s pressure. It’s betrayal. It’s control. As industry giants close in and rival bands circle like vultures, staying true to the music might be the hardest gig of all. This is our story. How we broke the rules. How we changed everything. How we became legends. We weren’t made for fame. We forged it. This series contains mature themes including drug use, alcohol abuse, strong language, and adult lifestyles reflective of the 1980s rock scene. Depictions of sex, while referenced, are non-explicit and fade to black. Reader discretion is advised.

“You raise your weapon as if it had meaning. My blade had severed meaning itself—you fool.” - Jinn BLADE Through flames of chaos and the storms of war, Jinn’s story is not for the faint of heart. Fueled by the warmth that surged him forward and born by the catalyst that awoken his true potential and destiny. Through his blades alone shall he cut through destiny. Through his blades alone shall he cut through despair and torment. Through his blades alone shall he cut through his way to stand at the pinnacle of strength. Through his blades alone shall his enemies know fear. Fear of his strength and fear of his name. Jinn Blade is his name. This Novel falls into the Science Fantasy Genre and involves a lot of medieval fantasy elements while mixing together sci-fi elements. [Warning: This novel contains sensitive scenarios] Spotify music catered for each chapter: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4sepX1bQE5bSQvqjlOHbFq?si=2d6b7f3b3c284915

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—Nortes Angeles. An ordinary man with an average life like anybody else. Upon opened his eyes he got greeted by an oddly scene—He is in the realm of nothing known as White Void, instead of the 'Other side'. Then a familiar figure he recognize has entered unanticipatedly right before him. His fate has become interesting.

Many women dream of reincarnating into a romance novel after they die, and for Zoe this is not the case. She finds herself cast as the obsidian-haired villainess, Violet Treece, in a shitty romance novel she read while she was alive. Her main goal is to live past the age of 19, unlike the book, and not to torment the saintly, beautiful flame-haired protagonist, Rose Remington, in the process. Though something unexpected happened when she got to the academy and got near Rose, SHE IS FORCED TO BE A VILLAINESS NEAR ROSE AGAINST HER WILL. Even though these villainess incidents occur, Rose knows something is wrong, and romantic feelings emerge between Rose and Violet. How can two women who can't be together fall in love? ***WARNING*** This story has a sexual assault scene that may be uncomfortable for some readers. The scene is marked with three rows of dotted lines before and after the scene and a reminder at the beginning of the chapter in question. Please read at your discretion.*** Author note: Of all my works, this is probably the darkest. These novels were created from the terror of my own nightmares, and this story was more 'canon' to my nightmare and less 'fan-fiction' of my nightmare. I hope the story I wrote as a part of my personal healing journey may help others with similar scars. ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***

Noah, a normal person, was suddenly transported to another world when he just fell asleep. Suddenly falling into an unfamiliar environment, he struggled with all the dangers around him. Noah had a shelter and a "golden cheat.", a golden journey opened up before his eyes. "The system will help the master realize your big dreams." Noah "Can I do everything in this place?"

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.

21st century prospective high school student Qiao Yan and her best friend Jiang Tianjiu made an appointment to climb a mountain to relax in order to celebrate their victory in the college entrance examinations. Unexpectedly, the two of them slipped and dropped off a cliff while attempting to pluck a stalk of peach blossom, and strangely fell into the Beast World Continent. Fortunately, Qiao Yan happened to hit a white wolf when she fell. After she crash-landed on the white wolf, he strongly asked Qiao Yan to make amends. With the help of her little System, Qiao Yan began a life of farming... But why were there always all kinds of handsome beasts around her asking to have cubs with her? Scene 1: A certain handsome white wolf pressed Qiao Yan against the wall and said in a magnetic voice, "Qiaoqiao, let's have a little wolf cub together." Qiao Yan strongly refused. She was only 18 years old and she didn't want to have children yet! Scram! Scene 2: Qiaoqiao this is delicious, the little tiger cubs we will have in the future will definitely like it!" Qiao Yan coldly expressed: It's good that the food is nice, but forget about the cubs! "If you think it's delicious, you can squat in the corner yourself to eat." So a certain cute little white tiger squatted aggrievedly in the corner with the food in its mouth. Scene 3: This Prince will never like a brainless female like that!" When a certain vicious-tongued Merbeast saw a certain woman cook for a certain beast and make beautiful clothes... Fine, she's just a little smart, and seems a bit cute! How annoying! This prince doesn't like her! "Qiaoqiao, look at me! I can pamper and dote on you every day. I'm better than that white tiger!" Qiao Yan looked surprised, and was knocked down in the next second.

Gu Miaomiao was born with an ancient martial arts system but was caught in dimensional turbulence that sent her back to ancient times, where she trained to become a female artist. When she was four and a half years old, she returned to the present world and assumed a journey to look for her family. When netizens learned that a certain star was bringing a child to a variety show, all the netizens were convinced that he would suffer a blow to his public image and felt sympathy for the child. Scene one: Star trying to sleep in while the child pulls off his blanket.Netizens: The game is over. The star has always been known to get cranky when he wakes up. He's going on a rant now! Miaomiao: I'm hungry. Cook something for me, okay? Star: Right away.Netizens: That's not the star we know!Scene two: Star falls into a pool when he tries to make a grab for food ingredients.Netizens: That's going down as the star's lowest moment! Screenshot it right now! Miaomiao: It's alright! I'm coming to save you! Walking over to the water, Miaomiao carried the star to the solid ground while carrying the food basket in the other hand.Netizens: Screenshot that! It's a highlight! Miaomiao is a strong female lead boss! Scene three: Children gathering food ingredients in a villageNetizens: The star would definitely tell Miaomiao to hoard. In fact, the star was quietly following Miaomiao, worried that she would get bullied. Netizens: So that's how you really are, Star!

“Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.” -Sir Arthur C. Clarke Real-world cutting-edge tech products take the stage!

When actors Jax and Kai are cast as leads in a hit BL series, their onscreen chemistry becomes the talk of the industry. But behind the cameras, fame, fanservice, and feelings collide threatening their friendship, careers, and the line between acting and something real. Love wasn’t part of the script. Now, they’re rewriting the story.