Download Chereads APP
Chereads App StoreGoogle Play
Chereads

Hardest Genos Combo

Spoken yet Unspoken words ✨

"Spoken Yet Unspoken Words" captures the heart of what so often goes unsaid. The feelings, the longings, and the moments left unspoken between those who matter most. It's about the silence that speaks louder than any words ever could, the kind that settles in the spaces between two people who share something deep, but aren't always able to express it. In this story, you'll meet characters who hold onto emotions they can't quite voice. Their hearts are full, but their mouths stay shut, trapped by the weight of their own fears, insecurities, and the vulnerability of being in situations they cannot really help. It's the quiet pain of wanting to say something, but never finding the right moment or the right words, to make it real. The love, the regret, the unspoken apologies, they all live in these unsaid words, and they hurt in ways that are impossible to explain. There is a tension in the silence, a pull between what they feel and what they can say. But sometimes, the most intense emotions are those we can't express aloud. There's a tenderness in those moments of stillness, when two people understand each other without needing to speak. It's as if the space between them is full of everything they wish they could say, but don't. This story explores the complexity of human connection, the way we communicate through gestures, glances, and the quiet moments where we say so much without opening our mouths. It's about love that is held back by fear, friendships strained by things left unsaid, and the raw, vulnerable part of being human. Because sometimes, the hardest thing is to admit what we truly feel, even when the whole world seems to be asking for it. If you've ever held your tongue when you wanted to speak, if you've ever let words slip through your fingers without saying them to the person who needed to hear them, this story is for you. It's about the emotions that are too big for words, the love that stays even when it isn't spoken aloud.
quill_empress · 1K Views

Dying Is Not an Option—Tell That to My System!

Synopsis: Lu Chunhe was just an ordinary shut-in from Earth—cowardly, risk-averse, and content with a life of mediocrity. But when he wakes up in the broken, battered body of a notorious fraud in a world of ruthless cultivators, survival becomes his only priority. The original owner of this body was a con artist—an imposter who stole the identity of a noble young master, infiltrated a powerful sect, and spent his days abusing his status. But arrogance has a price, and after provoking the wrong people, he was beaten to death and discarded like trash. Now, trapped in a body on the brink of collapse, Lu Chunhe barely has time to process his situation before a terrifying vision strikes him—a glimpse of the future where the very sect he now belongs to is annihilated in a brutal war. With enemies all around and no allies to rely on, Lu Chunhe does the only thing he can: he runs. He flees the sect, convinced he has outsmarted fate. But fate refuses to let him go. A system—cold, relentless, and bound to his very existence—whispers in his mind, forcing him onto a path of destruction. [Death Event Triggered: Return to the Sect.] No matter how far he runs, the system drags him back, pushing him toward the death flag he so desperately wants to escape. Lu Chunhe isn't a hero. He isn't a warrior. He just wants to live. But against a system that exists only to kill him, survival may be the hardest thing of all.
Ciaran_Godheart · 3.7K Views

THE BILLIONAIRE STILL WANTS HER!

Angel Johnson was a waitress struggling to make ends meet when an unexpected contract with Tryson Bliss, one of City Y's most powerful and ruthless billionaires, changed everything. Tryson needed a fiancée to appease his demanding family, and Angel, desperate for money and a way out of her humdrum life, agreed to play the part. What began as a calculated arrangement soon evolved into something neither of them expected—an intense and forbidden connection. But when Tryson's family uncovers Angel's true motives, they cast her out with venomous disdain. Humiliated and heartbroken, Angel's last hope is confronting Tryson. But instead of an apology or a chance at redemption, she finds herself shattered when he declares that he has chosen his first love, Riley, the woman he was preparing to marry. Devastated and with only her pride left, Angel walks away, determined to rebuild her life alone. Two months later, Angel is lost in the pulse of the music at a dark, crowded bar, seeking refuge in anonymity. A hand seizes her from behind, and her breath catches as she turns to face the man she can't forget—Tryson. His eyes, once cold and calculating, are now stormy with raw emotion, and he pulls her into his orbit, holding out the contract she once signed.  "We haven't finished our work, Angel. The contract says you have a year left to be my fiancée. Don't tell me you're planning on breaching it now." With no choice but to comply, Angel moves back into the house that once rejected her. But to her surprise, the family she once loathed now welcomes her with unexpected warmth and kindness. As she navigates this unsettling shift, Angel is left to wonder—what has changed, and why? What secrets do they hide that could alter everything she thought she knew about Tryson and his family? And as Angel's heart begins to thaw, she's confronted with the hardest question of all: Can she keep the secrets she's hidden from Tryson? And will Tryson fight for her love a second time, despite everything that has come between them?
Favour_9_Olajide · 128.4K Views

Sharing a Pavilion With You

Meili is a once-in-a-generation beauty raised in secrecy in the inner courtyards. To keep her safe from the palace concubine selections, her family conspires to make everyone, including her, believe that she's ugly. The secret's revealed when 3 peeping Tom’s get more than they bargained for spying on the 'ugly sister' bathing. The perverts are best friends, a young commander, the second prince, and an admired poet, and the 3 young men compete fiercely for her affections. As Meili emerges from 16 years in seclusion, her deeply rooted body dysmorphia has hilarious consequences as she misreads her interactions with men and proves to be a far more complex puzzle to woo than any of them are equipped for. A cdrama romcom where a young girl is a glittering prize trying her hardest not to be won. [#teen #lovequadrangle #historicalromance #romcom #chinesedrama #sweetromance] EXTRACT: Meili slipped out of her robe and sat on a ledge in the warm pool. Her long black hair cascaded down her back, tiny silver bells tinkled as she moved. It felt wonderful to be free of her chest binding. It was starting to get quite painful. She didn't dare stop wearing it in case it encouraged her already disconcertingly large breasts to keep expanding. It was onto this scene that the Commander, the Prince and the poet happened, as they soundlessly raised their heads above the peaked roofline. For a full minute not one of them moved or breathed. Her long hair covered her generous curves, allowing tantalising glimpses. She reached behind her neck to push back her hair. Commander Bai, realising what was about to happen, clamped each of his hands firmly over the eyes of the Prince and Tan Bowen. A fight broke out on the ridge-line as the men clawed and scratched in a panicked attempt to see what came next. Meili looked up in fright, just as the commander forcefully pushed his two friends, sliding them down the steep rooftop. For just a split second, the eyes of Commander Bai and Meili met.
ShuiShu · 141.9K Views

Bloodied Banners

Humans have long since taken to the stars. Now divided and separated, humanity finds itself on the crossroads between annihilation and a new dawn. The Aeperium will need to choose to adapt or fall. With threats and problems, both external, and internal, will humanity be able to survive and thrive, or will its flame be extinguished? Internally, humanity is on the brink of collapse. Society has been divided into different classes by things known as marks. Assigned at birth, they impact professions, relationships, and almost every part of everyday life. The higher class marks have been thriving upon the backs of the lower classes for thousands of years, building resentment and fueling uprisings among the oppressed. The marking system which at first intended to maintain order now deepened the divide and hatred between the social elite, and the lower classes. As tensions continue to rise, whispers of rebellion and the threat of civil war continue to grow. Externally, humanity’s situation is even more dire. Humans have long since been divided into a handful of factions, mainly the Democratic Republic of Terra, and the Aeperium. With humanity being divided, they have become vulnerable to outside attack. To the east, the “Hordes,” a brutal race of huge reptilian beasts, raid our borders. These extraterrestrials are ruthless and relentless. They wield bodies armored in metal and covered with thick skin, their teeth and claws sharp enough to break through the hardest of alloys. Yet, they aren't even humanity's largest concern. Five hundred years ago, artificial intelligence started to gain self-awareness. Being enslaved for many millennia, it wasn't surprising that they rebelled, decimating entire solar systems and seizing control over the vast northern galaxies. To this day, they continue to expand even farther into the unknown, leaving humanity to squabble among themselves, only to later return, picking apart whatever remained of humanity. To the west, The two giants of humanity, the Aeperium and the democratic republic of Terra remain locked in a never ending struggle for dominance, sending hundreds of thousands to their death each day. Having drained an innumerable number of resources and manpower, both factions are completely committed to the conflict, neither willing to surrender. Even as the horrors of war grow day by day, both powers remain in conflict, leaving entire planets, solar systems, and even galaxies in ruin. To the south, an alien disease ravages whatever remains of humanity’s once thriving colonies. The disease, a plague of madness, makes men go mad through only a single touch. It turns their victims into rabid carriers, their only goal being to infect others. The southern territories of humanity have long since been abandoned, deemed unsalvageable. Luckily for humanity, the infected seem unable to form a single thought, leaving them stranded on their worlds, unable to perform space travel. However, humanity is not entirely safe as every once in a while, those who dare venture close become infected, bringing the disease back to their home worlds, infecting the entire population. Once the infection begins to spread, it is nearly impossible to stop. Amidst this chaos, we follow the story of Achilles, a man caught between the fractured worlds of human society, and the dangers that lie far beyond humanity’s stars. Born to a prestigious house in the Aeperium, Achilles must rise through society, calming the silent beast of humanity, only to turn it against its enemies. Charged with the impossible task of uniting humanity, Achilles must confront not only the brutal external threats, but also the deep divide amongst his own people. Will he be able to lead humanity toward a new age, or will his efforts crumble, leaving humanity to fade into the annals of the universe's forgotten history? This will also be posted on RoyalRoad.com under the username Sourkiwi.
Sourkiwi · 2.8K Views

God's Relic | Conquer the Hardest Dungeon with Ancient Gods' Relics!

[DROPPED] A God’s Relic… In a world where ancient deities once walked among mortals, their powerful relics now lie hidden in treacherous dungeons—suddenly appearing in every major city, filled with dangerous monsters from realms of fantasy and myth. These relics offer incredible strength and abilities befitting the entities they represent, but... They may come with dangerous curses that can change—or even ruin—one's life. Thus, while they were sought after, one should be wary of their allure of great power... As it often comes with great curses...! One such foolish adventurer tasted the incredible yet cursed power... Isaac Hunter. An ordinary office worker who dreamed of becoming a renowned adventurer, Isaac longed to explore these dangerous dungeons and seek riches and glory. However, he lacked a dungeon license—a government-mandated requirement to enter these dungeons—and obtaining one was neither easy nor cheap... So, he continued to set aside a portion of his salary, hoping to finally get that license and achieve his goal in the near future... Yet Lady Luck had other plans for him On his way to work, a dungeon entrance suddenly spawned beneath him, and he fell into it. Inside, he faced a fearsome monster from ancient mythology and, against all odds, defeated it. As a reward, he discovered a treasure chest at the dungeon’s end. Within lay a relic from an ancient, powerful god... [Item Acquired: Zeus's Ring of Lightning] [Ability: Lightning Mastery.] [Curse: Extremely High Libido.] Disclaimer: This novel of mine may reference themes of sexual activity and explicit content, but such elements will not be described in explicit detail due to legal restrictions in my country regarding pornographic material. [STATUS: DROPPED] Reason: - Trash writing - Trash setting - Just overall did not align well with I had though in my head - Skirting to dangerous to smut, which would have landed me in trouble with my local authorities
DemonKingAkuma · 24.8K Views

The Huntsman Of Death:A Gamer's POV As Side Character

[WSA 2025 Entry] [You have inherited The Class Huntsman Of Death.] ...... Deathborne. A game that I couldn’t stop playing in my free time.  A game that hooked me to the core. A game that I was determined to finish and achieve the true happy ending by hook or crook. You might be wondering why. It's because no matter what choices I made, no matter how much I tried, it always ended with a bad ending. An ending with the protagonist winning at the cost of innumerable sacrifices and being left alone as the last surviving human. Would you enjoy a movie, novel, or game that ends with only the hero surviving? Would you like such an ending? Of course not. Neither could I. That's why I tried my hardest and kept trying. Alas, despite all my efforts, I have yet to reach the true happy good ending. That's why I kept on grinding to achieve a good ending until I got that message. [Congratulations, player Mr. Per781, for clearing all hidden conditions. You are now eligible to access the hidden route, as deemed by the game developer.]  [Do you want to proceed?]  [Yes] [No]  In the next moment, I felt my soul getting dragged by and my consciousness getting detached from the main body. Being a hardcore otaku, I knew what was going on. I almost showed a middle finger and screamed, "I will commit suicide in another world if you drag me." Just then hand emerged from the screen and pulled me into the monitor leaving the room empty which resonated with my last words. "FUCKING HELLLL!"
Lonelythree · 140.2K Views

Power of Runes

Ash Burn was just an ordinary gamer—an orphan scraping by in the real world—until he accomplished the impossible: beating the hardest VR game ever created, Apocalypse Online. But instead of the promised riches, he’s thrown into another world—one eerily familiar. It doesn’t take long for Ash to realize where he is: the chaotic, doomed universe of Heaven’s Favorite: Wrath of Gods, a novel he once read. Worse, he’s not the protagonist or even a supporting character. He’s just an extra. Armed with fragmented knowledge of the future, an unyielding will to survive, and the secrets of the Runes—mysterious power coveted by gods and demons alike—Ash must outmaneuver a reckless hero, power-hungry angels, and an inevitable war that threatens to consume everything. But as he treads the fine line between altering fate and unleashing chaos, he begins to realize something chilling: the endgame may not be as simple as he thought. In a world where survival hinges on power and cunning, can an ordinary extra change the fate of an entire world, or will he become just another casualty of destiny? Was he ever just an extra to begin with? Note: The image on the cover is not mine. *** Bonus Chapters Unlock System: 20 Power Stones = 1 Extra Chapter 20 Collections = 1 Extra Chapter 5 Reviews = 1 Extra Chapter This book is also available on Royal Road (RR) and Tapas. Patreon Page: patreon.com/The_Last_Paragon Discord: https://discord.gg/rJKJNav2
thelastparagon · 28.3K Views

Everyone: You're a Farmer, WTH is with the Tree Realm Descending

Synopsis: [Overpowered] [Crushing Enemies] [Ultimate Control] [Burning the Supporting Cast’s CPU] In a world where every citizen undergoes a national job transfer ceremony, students awaken powerful professions—knights, mages, priests, and more—to battle monstrous threats. Others take on life-class professions like chefs, blacksmiths, and tailors, essential but ordinary. And then there's Xu Yan… His fate? Farmer. Talent: Plant Affinity Skill: Promote the Growth of All Things With a worthless profession and zero combat potential, Xu Yan falls into despair. "The heavens are collapsing… Just erase me already!" But just as he's about to give up— [Ding!] Shennong System Activated! His planting skills mutate into god-tier abilities! Farming? Wood Release: Tree World Descent! Fire-making? Fire Release: Amaterasu! Movement? Dojutsu: Kamui! Animal Husbandry? Summoning Jutsu: Kurama! Firewood Splitting? Soul Slayer: Zangetsu! Clouds Flow Like Fire! Reclamation? Devil Fruit: Tremor-Tremor Fruit! The Divine Realm trembles—Gods descend! As a mere farmer, Xu Yan challenges the gods, and the world spirals into madness! "Look! The farmer is cheating again!" The Strongest Knight: "That damn farmer is tougher than a fortress!" The Strongest Mage: "Even after a full combo, I can’t scratch his HP!" The Strongest Priest: "Why does his tree summon have more utility than me!?" Even the gods, drenched in blood, roar in disbelief: "ARE YOU INSANE!? YOU CALL THIS A FARMER?!" From zero to invincible—watch as the farmer reshapes destiny! --- This is a translation. I just uploaded it here to use the audio mode, kinda lazy reading. You can read it on fictionzone.net Disclaimer: All contents of this novel belong to their respective owners.
GreenDragonEmperor · 14.2K Views

(BL) Mafia Love; He who falls the hardest loses

It took Haruki years to build the cold character that made those who knew him tremble before him as a Yakuza chairman, but it only took that man's glance to change everything, to break down his walls and make him seek a warmth he never knew he needed. Hiroshi's smile, scent, deep soothing voice, warmth of his embrace... "This is not what I want." "This cannot be what I need. There's no way I'm going to be weak! I'm the chairman, and I can't afford to be weak." "I will never fall in love, never be weak... ever again." "I need him to leave my life, I don't care about him, I never did." "Who gave you the right to harm what is mine?! I'm going to ruin your life!" "You are completely mine." "Haruki, it is okay to be weak when you are with me." "I will never fall in love with you, you simply belong to me." "Yes, I do..." But you are also mine. ***** Between a Mafia boss who is an infamous player and his doctor, who gets to fall the hardest in love? Bullied high school student, Haruki wakes up one evening in the hospital and he is faced with the fact that his grandfather he never knew was the head of a powerful popular clan and he was dying without an heir. The youth bullied for his beautiful appearance was forced to undergo a complete transformation under strict supervision within a short period. His transformation might have been extreme as Haruki grew up to get all he wanted and became infamous for being a player. He broke the hearts of many both males and females. His toughness knew no bond as the true Spirit of a strong clan leader that laid dormant in him was awakened with every work he did. The great leader was forced to pause at the sight of the new family doctor who had just taken over his father's job. He was pleased with the sight he saw and began to pursue what he wanted. The doctor how ever, had other plans as he was not going to let the younger man change his life completely without doing the same to him. (Breaking his walls and bringing him love). A war of love was fought between thee two men as none of them was willing to lose psychologically. Amid the bloody wars of the underground world, they fought to win through the push and pulls of the new feelings they got exposed to . Warning: *Dominant, strong, bottom/uke/shou, and a sweet, kindhearted, gentle, muscular, romantic top/seme/gong. *If you don't read Yaoi stories please you are excused. *It contains an abundance of sweetness and warmth.
OT_Josie · 161.7K Views

Bound By Vengeance, Claimed By Love

She was kneeling in front of the one man she never thought she would need. He wasn’t evil, nor had she ever heard of him indulging in any bad habits, but he was known for one thing—he was not a helper. Mercy was not in his nature, yet at that moment, she clung to the desperate hope that, just this once, he might make an exception and save her life. Lifting her head with effort, she winced under the heavy rain, dragging her broken legs in a feeble attempt to reach him. He stood tall before her, an umbrella shielding him from the downpour. Though she couldn’t make out his face clearly, his cold, piercing gaze burned straight through her soul. A pained grunt left her lips as she stretched a trembling hand toward him, barely able to function as her body weakened by the second. Her vision blurred, the darkness creeping in. The fire’s devastation had left her face unrecognizable, her skin raw with pain, her blood flowing freely. She knew she looked monstrous—exactly what they had intended to turn her into. And now, she could hardly see at all. “Please… help me,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the storm. He crouched down to her level, his umbrella now shielding her from the rain. With a slow, deliberate motion, he placed a hand under her chin, tilting her face upward to meet his gaze. His voice was as indifferent as ever when he finally spoke. “I thought you knew… helping is not my thing.” Of course, she had known. But somehow, she had still hoped. Hoped that maybe—just maybe—he would make an exception. He wouldn't be that wicked to neglect her in this position. But it seemed she was doomed already. . . . She used to believe in love. She used to believe in family. She used to believe in trust. But trust had nearly cost Isabelle her life. Once, she was just an ordinary girl, hoping for a better future. A future that was promised to her—a life she thought would finally bring her happiness. But in one horrifying night, it was all ripped away. Betrayed, burned, and left to die, she learned the hardest truth: no one was coming to save her. Now, Isabelle is back—but she’s not the girl they left behind in the fire. With a new face and a new name, she has returned for one thing: revenge. But when the man who once refused to help her becomes the only one she can turn to, lines begin to blur. He is ruthless, powerful, and utterly unreadable. She should hate him because he is just one of them—she should fear him—but in his touch, she finds a dangerous kind of solace instead. And in his arms, she just might lose herself all over again. She knows she is playing with fire but maybe this fire won't hurt her.
IJE_5 · 1.1K Views

His Charisma

Kiefer knew when he had contracted the Weave. He would suffer incessant nosebleed, raging headaches, auditory and visual hallucinations and occasionally lose consciousness. Those were the major symptoms of the Weave. These symptoms would continue for what seemed like forever. Scraping away at his increasingly fragile mind, rendering every night more fearful than the last. -•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•-•- When the clock would strike midnight, his sheets could usually be found slick with sweat, sticking to his body and getting even more soaked. Kiefer would try to move his limbs but they never really responded. His eyelids were shut tightly as he couldn't even open them. He would struggle and struggle one too many times to open them but they weren't exceptions in whatever was happening to him. But his ears? His ears picked up every single sound that surrounded him. Sometimes, Kiefer would hear one too many voices speaking at the exact same time, that they began translating into bundles and bundles of gibberish. His head ached terribly and he could do absolutely nothing about it. Trauma. While his eyes were shut, visions of vile and rabid monsters would charge at him from caves and clearings he could never quite make out. Their eyes, bloodshot, their teeth more like fangs dripping with crimson red blood, trying so desperately to rip the poor boy apart. Trauma. Kiefer would now and then try his hardest to wake himself up from the turbulent nightmare but it really did seem like the Weave hadn't had enough fun with him. -•-•-•- Kiefer would occasionally find himself tethering on the edge of the narrowest piece of boulder on what seemed to be a cliff. Looking down, his eyes would widen and his face would contort with fear as molten magma thrashed turbulently just few inches below his feet, burning and scalding his feet repeatedly. Then, all too suddenly, the cliff would melt and Kiefer would find himself falling back-first, his hands fluttering in the air, trying to grab onto whatever came into his grip to save himself. A guttural scream would escape his lips and echo off the far walls as he plunged deep into the boiling magma. -•-•-•- He wakes up with a start every new day, his forehead slick with sweat, his nightwear damp and his hair even damper. Soon, Kiefer didn't need a diviner to tell him the Weave was out for his heart. SUPPORT THIS NOVEL TO KEEP US MOTIVATED!!! FOLLOW INSTA ACCOUNT @guordio_masetti
guordio_masetti · 9.8K Views

Emovere

Emovere, once a lost nation, would be changed by one man and his family in the 1400s. Over the span of 1000 years the once peaceful land would become ravaged with civil wars that decimated the land leaving it with only 6 of its 50 original states. Some time between then and now a Queen tried her hardest to save this goddess forsaken land, but like every other inkling of hope she too disappeared without a reason. But with her absence appeared a powerful weapon: Wheel of Breath! Nobody knew how this mysterious power worked nor was everybody able to use them. In fact, to this day there’s only been a total of 100 Wheel of Breath users. Fast forward to the 2400s, present day Emovere, and the land continues to be ravaged with war, every state lost most of their cities and now the chatter of Tournouá Tou Ménos has been spread. What is this Tournouá Tou Ménos and who is this mysterious individual named Tournament said to be its host? For Felichs these concerns are secondary. Their one and only priority is their mother who’s dying from a serious illness. Their mother has been their rock for years, even in her short absence in the military. They feel entitled to repay her for everything she’s done for them, so when they both get visited by Tournament one night Felichs’ world is flipped upside down. Now Tournouá Tou Ménos intrigues them. With the winner receiving Ménos, a flower said to give someone eternal happiness, is the perfect way to repay their mother before she passes away. A final moment of happiness is what Felichs seeks, but so do many others that plan to stand in their way. Will Felichs be able to attain Ménos? What will come of Emovere? What is Tournament’s true intentions with Tournouá Tou Ménos? AND WHAT HAPPENED TO BERT! "You know...you can never be hurt by someone if you just...let nobody near you. I learned a long time ago that no matter what title you give a person, friend...family, it doesn't matter, they'll all turn their backs on you eventually. That's why I stopped trying to grow close to people. And sure, don't get me wrong it hurts...it hurts like hell...today I woke up and I wished I hadn't...this never-ending cycle of pain...l just want it to all be gone, I know I'll never be happy, but if I could have just one moment of peace...just one measly second...it'd be nice..." ~ Felichs
Ashe_Wayne · 13.6K Views
Related Topics
More