Xtale Reacts

Living his ordinary life, Arrav was suddenly ripped from reality, thrown naked into an unfamiliar world where no one understood his words. Before he could react, he was cast into a pitch-black cell, stripped of time, dignity, and even his senses. He did not eat, drink, or sleep—yet he did not die. At first, he screamed, pounded the walls, begged for escape. But as the days blurred, even his emotions abandoned him. His mind teetered on the edge of insanity, whispers in the void gnawing at what was left of him. Then, after what felt like eternity, a sliver of light pierced the darkness. But was there anything left of Arrav to step into it?

WSA 2025 ENTRY! Wanessa eagerly launched Alpha’s Chosen One, an immersive RPG promising drama and romance. Instead of choosing a strong warrior, she picked Isabella, the weakest, most neglected omega. ''She seems like a perfect chalange.'' As the screen flashed, a chill filled her room. "Welcome, Isabella."A voice said. Before she could react, she was sucked into the game. When she awoke, damp earth and pine surrounded her. Her hands thin, scarred weren’t her own. "Look who finally showed up." A cruel voice sneered. She wasn’t playing anymore. She was Isabella. Determined to escape, she ran for the forest. But before she could cross the border, a deep growl stopped her. Alpha Xavier. "You dare try to leave, omega?"He growled. He was supposed to ignore her. So why was he following her? Why he is ignoring his original script?

Lee Wooyun had always been a fan of romance fantasy books and films, especially those set in historical times with kings and queens, dukes and duchesses, and the like. His friends were well aware of his obsession and recommended a book that had recently been making waves on social media. The book was titled My Charming Demon Lord. At first, Lee Wooyun was hesitant. Unlike the fantasies he usually read, which were often set in Western historical settings, this one was different. However, his friends assured him he would enjoy it. Not wanting to reject their gift, he decided to give it a try. That night, he found himself unable to put the book down, reading almost the entire thing in one sitting. "Those guys were right! It’s amazing! A Cinderella-like fairytale set in a murim/cultivation world? It’s too good!" He couldn't help but imagine how incredible it would be to take the female lead Han Seo-yoon’s place—starting from such a miserable beginning only to end up in the arms of the surprisingly sweet and gentle demon lord. I wish I could take her place. That night, as he drifted off to sleep, the book he had left open on his desk began to emit a golden glow. The pages flipped backward, returning to the very first chapter, and its contents began to change as well. The title My Charming Demon Lord pulsed with a piercing red light, and before Lee Wooyun could even react, his surroundings shifted. The next morning, instead of waking up wrapped in his expensive velvet duvet—the one he had spent hundreds of dollars on—he found himself in a dimly lit room, lying on a pile of hay and straw. His back ached horribly, like he had actually slept on a pile of hay and straw. "What in the world…?" he muttered, rubbing his sore muscles. "Where in the hell am I? And why does it smell like cow dung in here?!” *** This is the story of how a fantasy-genre enthusiast ended up inside one of the books he had wished for—without realizing just how dangerous that wish would be. "I guess it’s true what they say: Be careful what you wish for."

Betrayed, disgraced, and stripped of his noble title, William Aster was left with nothing—until he received an ability that defied reality itself: Time Stop. Unlike ordinary magic, his power didn’t just slow time—it completely froze it. But there was a catch. If everything stopped, so would he. To survive, he had to master its limits, bending the laws of existence to move while the world stood still. With no wealth, no allies, and only his newfound ability, William embarks on a relentless journey to rise above those who cast him aside. Training in frozen moments, striking before an enemy could react, he hones his skill to perfection. As kingdoms fall, empires clash, and forgotten gods awaken, he carves his own path—not as a fallen noble seeking redemption, but as an unstoppable force. For those who once scorned him, time is up. The strongest in the universe has arrived.

My thought process or what goes in my mind when thinking of this story. Trying to write about someone trap in a dimension. Also trying to write the protagonist realistic and how he will react. slightly insane and definitely emotional from the isolation Non op protagonist because I want him to grow as a person and I dislike op ones. He will not be very weak but also not good. like he has to think of how to deal with the problem will try to get a slightly happy ending. Will detail a lot about the magic and the world. please help me write

Alpha Derrick's long life plan was to kill that traitor that destroyed his family as well as everyone in his lineage for revenge. But he couldn't. Not when that blue eyed boy made his heart race faster than it ever could. Not when his hands refused to stay off his body. Not when he wants him constantly beneath him, moaning his name. But what can he do when that blue-eyed boy is that traitors only son? ************ “You're a monster,” Nathan spat, his eyes blazing with hatred as he took a step back. Derrick's smile was cold and calculated as he moved forward step by step until Nathan was finally trapped between himself and the wall with nowhere to run. He could hear Nathan's heartbeat skyrocket in his chest, and his smile widened. “Oh, is that so?” he drawled. “But you sure as hell didn't think so when you were screaming my name, did you?” Derrick's hands slid down Nathan's chest, his fingers tracing the curves of his body. He could feel him react and shiver to his touch. Nathan's eyes flashed with anger, but Derrick could see the desire burning beneath. His lips brushed against Nathan's ear, his breath hot and sensual. Nathan moaned involuntarily, but Derrick heard it and his smile grew wider. “There, just like that,” Derrick whispered, his voice low and husky. “Let me hear you scream out the name of the man you hate.”

I'm Xavier Cromwell, a 21-year-old university student and web novel author. My days are pretty routine—attending classes, managing assignments, and squeezing in time to write my novel "RISE FROM THE ASHES". Today seemed no different, the steady clatter of my keyboard filling the room as I crafted another chapter. But then the doorbell rang, interrupting my flow. DING! I sighed, reluctantly pushing away from my desk and heading to the door. Little did I know, my life was about to take a turn I never saw coming. The moment I opened the door, something—or rather someone—came barreling into me. It was like a pink blur, and before I could even react, I was on the floor, knocked flat by what felt like a human missile. Clutching onto me, the pink rocket—no, a girl, her arms wrapped tightly around me—gazed up with sparkling eyes and, in the sweetest, most endearing voice, she whispered: "I've finally found you, my HUSBAND~" *** Note: The story takes place in an alternate universe, with a different geography and countries. Genre: Action, Adventure, Fantasy, Romance, Smut, Yandere, Mecha, Harem, Sci-fi A/N: [About NTR and Yuri] "No one will be harmed. I swear to God." "The NTR B*stards butchered every Vanilla Fans when they took over Webnovel." "I am not those B*stards. I am Rex... Rex_Ashburn."

In a certain empire, a young prince was born with a golden pickaxe. It should have been seen as a miracle or a blessing, but instead, the emperor wanted nothing to do with the child. He refused to accept a prince blessed with what he considered a commoner’s job, fearing it would taint his royal bloodline. Abandoned by his own parents, the young boy, Shennong, was taken in by a succubus. But neither the succubus nor the emperor knew the truth about him—Shennong was no ordinary child. He was a reincarnator. This is the story of how the world of Matay reacts to the birth of the first Sandboxer, a class unknown to many. Will Shennong forgive those who abandoned him? What was the purpose of his reincarnation in this world? What is the true nature of the golden pickaxe, and what does it mean for Shennong? One thing is certain—Shennong is not alone in this world because he had a true sandbox system and people to support him even in this world. Join him and experience a true sandbox adventure! *** Author's Note: —This story has R-18 elements to it, but no netorare (NTR) —This story is a work of fiction and all the character names, locations, ages, and events depicted are purely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real-world events or locations, is entirely coincidental. —18+ chapters will be marked. Disclaimer:- Some of the illustrations are not mine, so if you want me to remove them please contact me via Discord. Join the Discord for Illustrations and updates:- https://discord.gg/kHNVDfBTJr Hope you enjoy this work! Thank you for reading as always:)

In this modern mythological tale, Dhruv, an unsuspecting mortal, finds himself in Vaikuntha, questioning whether this is truly the end of his journey. Instead of peace, he meets a mysterious man in a suit, who ultimately reveals that Dhruv cannot enter heaven due to "arrows of regret"—a metaphor for his unfulfilled purpose. Offered a chance to return to Earth for 90 days to make amend. Upon accepting the deal, Dhruv embarks on a chaotic and humorous journey through the underworld, meeting Yamaraj, the god of death, and Gorgo, a nervous demon with horns, who comically reacts to Dhruv's presence as though he's a harbinger of disaster. As Dhruv navigates the strange, labyrinthine bureaucracy of the underworld and the daunting task of creating a "happy ending" for himself. With gods in disguise, reluctant demon assistants, and divine missions laced with humor, Dhruv's journey becomes one of discovering the true meaning of life, death, and purpose.

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||

Isaiah's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with intensity. “You’ll be mine Aurélia,” he whispered, his voice low and husky. “You won't escape me, my little pony.” Before I could react, Isaiah pulled me close, his hand wrapping around my waist. His lips crashed onto mine, sending shivers down my spine. The kiss was fierce, passionate, and all consuming a French kiss that left me breathless. I hated Isaiah for his arrogance, but his bad boy charm was undeniable. His touch ignited a fire within me, drawing me into his web of desire. I couldn't resist his romance no matter how hard I tried. Isaiah's eyes seemed to melt my resolve, his words touching my heart. “I fell for you at first sight,” he whispered. “Your eyes, your beauty, your kindness... you're mine Aurélia.” His possessiveness should have scared me, but instead, it sent a thrill through my veins. “You won't be able to run away from me,” Isaiah whispered, his breath hot against my skin. “You’ll always be mine.” I knew I should resist, but his touch was addictive. I couldn't deny the sparks flying between us, or the way my heart skipped a beat when he held me close.

7/31/2024~ In the process of editing and updating my earlier chapters. I personally believe the story starts to improve and find it's way a bit more around chapter 50+. Hopefully can make some adjustments in earlier chapters when I have the time, but pacing slows down into a more measured rate as I start finding my groove. I give the content more time to breathe instead of going so fast. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In the realm of Nexaria, where elemental spirits and divine beings shape the fate of the world as a land of mortals striving to become gods against the demons of the Abyssal universe, a young boy named Lassim Vanthar embarks on an extraordinary journey of advancement, adventure and becoming a bastion for those around him in their fight against the Dragal. Born into a noble family with a legacy of Fire elemental martial prowess, Lassim possesses an unparalleled gift on his 8th birthday—a connection to two differing elemental spirits, a feat unheard of in the history of his world. A gift and a tampering of the order until now that is an omen. It is a sign of the Gods influencing the future fate of Nexaria on a more serious level. Lassim must harness the power of his dual spirits to protect his loved ones and confront the looming threat of the Abyss' encroachment on his universe, but one step at a time as he grows from just a tool of the God's to a major power as the hero of not only Nexaria, but the entire universe. Lassim faces daunting challenges, battles fierce adversaries, and unlocks the mysteries of his own destiny that has been tampered with by the Gods of this universe. How will he react and adapt to his situations? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is my first ever novel. I’m a new author and still learning how to tell a story. Please understand that when reading. Thank you.

A young man, around fifteen years old, was walking under the late afternoon sun, at that moment when the light turned golden and soft. The air was cool, still carrying traces of the day's heat, gently warming his skin. With each step, he seemed lost in his thoughts, his gaze drifting into the long shadows of the trees and the gentle breeze whispering through the leaves. Night was slowly approaching, but the sky still held warm hues, like the last breath of summer before the evening arrived. Once at the entrance of his alley, he saw a car speeding toward him. He didn’t have time to react before he was thrown into the air. In those final moments of suffering and his last breath, he died—but...

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT] I yanked my wrist, trying to pull free, but his grip didn’t budge. “Let me go,” I cried, surprised by how weak I sounded but for goodness sake, this is an elementary school restroom hallway, meaning anyone might walk in at any moment. “No.” He leaned in, his breath warm against the side of my neck. My skin prickled as my toes curled, I hated how my body reacted without my permission. “You’re mine,” he whispered, “Every part of you, your fear, your silence, even that defiance you’re clinging to. It’s all mine. And I’m not about to let anyone else touch or have what belongs to me. Not the world, not even yourself.” **** Kain Locke would never forget that face, the face of the man who smiled as he pulled the trigger, murdering his parents right in front of him. That moment scarred him for life, carving a hatred so deep it kept him alive. That man was Caspian Draeven, a ruthless Alpha who ruled the underworld with fear and bloodshed and as if that wasn't enough, he took Kain too, raising him in his empire of chaos. But Kain wasn’t broken as they expected him, rather, he was burning. Burning with hatred for the man who destroyed his world and he swear to get his revenge. However, Caspian wasn’t the only monster in the Draeven family. His son, Kael Draeven, was just as dangerous, cold, brutal, and utterly loyal to his father which makes Kain hated Kael just as much, if not more. For years, Kain planned his escape, waiting for the perfect moment so he can leave to prepare for his revenge. However when he finally ran, he thought he’d won his freedom. But the unexpected happens when Kael was sent to bring him back, and their confrontation took an unplanned turn. A single night left Kain with a secret he never saw coming and a bond he couldn’t forget, no matter how much he wanted to. But secrets have a way of coming to light, and Kain’s path will lead him straight back to the man he swore to hate forever. Because some bonds can’t be broken. Not even by revenge. ______________________________________ H_Hannie THIS BOOK IS A BL: MEANING IT FOCUSES ON ROMANCE BETWEEN THE SAME GENDER. kindly skip if this type of genre isn't your cup of tea. Thank you. And this book is rated 18+ Strictly for MATURE audiences. Disclaimer: Cover is not mine, I will take it down if requested by the owner. (And it's for temporary use, till I get an official one )

What happens when you mix love and crime in Italy? In the cold streets of Rome, Duncan Toriela, a powerful crime patriarch, has just executed his longtime adviser Marco Rossini for betrayal. Moments after this brutal act, while walking alone through the city, he encounters Damien - a desperate, street-smart young boy attempting to rob him. Instead of reacting with violence, Duncan sees something of himself in the boy's fierce determination and survival instincts. Recognizing a kindred spirit marked by hunger and pride, he unexpectedly offers the boy dinner rather than responding with aggression, setting the stage for a potentially transformative encounter between a hardened criminal and a young survivor.

I reincarnated into the body of a fake saintess who will die when a real saintess appear. I woke up inside the game 'Saintess who wants escape reverse harem game'. But while I was carefully setting up a plan to run away after playing the role of the saintess… "My heart only beats for you my dear saintess' "Choose me, or else…" "I prepared a prison just for you. My saintess-" The male leads reacted differently than I expected. They were supposed to treat me badly, but instead, all three of them started fighting for my heart. On top of that, the final boss who was planning to destroy the world isn’t killing me, but helping me…?! So please just let me leave like I wanted!

Minji has always been the unwanted daughter—the outsider in her own family. Ever since her mother was cast aside, her cold-hearted father, cruel stepmother, and jealous stepsister have made her life miserable. But when they force her into a marriage with Kim Joon-seo, the rumored disabled and emotionless CEO, they believe they’ve finally gotten rid of her. What they don’t know… is that they’ve just handed her over to a man far more powerful than they could ever imagine. Joon-seo isn’t the weak, helpless husband they expected. He’s dangerous, fiercely protective, and—above all—obsessed with Minji. Behind closed doors, he shatters every rumor, proving he’s anything but broken. "Who told you to sleep in my bed?" His deep voice sent shivers down her spine. "I... I—" Before she could answer, he climbed onto the bed, his hand wrapping around her wrist, his breath warm against her skin. "Afraid of your own husband?" His lips curled into a smirk. "But I don’t even know you." His grip tightened slightly, his gaze dark and unreadable. "But I do. And I like you… more than anything in this world." Before she could react, his lips crashed against hers, claiming her in a kiss that left her breathless. Minji thought she had escaped one nightmare, but now, trapped in his world, she couldn't tell if she had stepped into another. Because one thing was clear—Kim Joon-seo always gets what he wants. ~~~~~ The Story is a pure fiction. Names and places have nothing to do with anyone in real life. Follow me on Instagram: soli_alex_09

In the grand world of Nova, many different races exist such as elves, humans, dwarves and beastmen and through years of war, strife and competition the world has grown, becoming home to great empires and countries throughout the oceans and five continents. However, to the great creators the world has become stagnant and boring, ever since the calamity that was the Church of Light and their Holy White empire. Now the Dark God has created a new race after years upon years of dedicated effort. A species that is like none other and his hope for Nova’s future….Dungeon cores, beings that have the ability to reshape the very world itself, entering the domain of the gods. Join Frost a newly born first generation Dungeon core as he embarks upon his journey within Nova and carves out his place in the world. How will the world’s current denizens react to his birth? Will they be friends or foes? And most of all how the Light God react to this new addition to the world, will he accept them or seek to destroy them? This novel incorporates dungeon building and management but most of that won't fully take off until the later volumes when Frost has much more floors and money to play around with. This is not a solely dungeon story as the MC Frost will have to explore and interact with the world of Nova much like how an adventurer would and forewarning the story is slow. There's a lot of details and avenues which the story goes into, not simply battles, wars and action, it follows all aspects of Frost's life, his growth and interactions with Nova not only as a Dungeon core but also as a person.

Amara has an ability. She can always feel the future. She can sense it from afar. But despite all the warning signs she made the biggest mistake of her life by marrying Sod. Sod is also a vampire like her and knows fully well they can never have children. Vampires create vampires out of humans they don't give birth. But he is forever obsessed over having a heir of his own. What started as love turned into torturous monstrosity. Medicines turned into rituals and dark magic and cruel experiments. But failing continuously for 47years drove him to the end of his wits. He unearthed a frozen embryo that was sealed with spells and named forbidden in all texts, and put it in Amara. When the embryo showed no signs of life, this experiment too was deemed a failure. Somehow Amara managed to get away from his torture and slavery and she ran for her life. No not to survive but to die. She willingly crossed the borders and entered the Westland. The land of werewolves where vampires were forbidden and were killed on sight. But when she was brought to the alpha ruling the land, he refused to kill her. She was so ready to die with nothing left in her to hope and live, but Ocean, the ruler alpha of Westland, has something else on his mind. He can see things others can't. He can see the embryo glowing within her. Yes, the embryo comes to life once in Westland. To Amara it's a curse. Something she is so desperate to get rid off, but for Ocean it's a matter of safety of Westlanders. They don't know what it is and how it will react when threatened. Ocean is the supreme ruler whom everyone fears, cause he doesn't fear anything. No one wanna be on his bad side as he is known to be real petty and chasing after to the end of the world. He is a warlord on the battlefield but what is he like in person? A 'golden retriever' may you say. Ocean is pulled towards Amara and the baby in a way he can't explain or reason. He just knows he can do anything for her and can cross any limits. There are so many questions and only two constantly conflicting people looking for the answers. As the truths unfold and danger gets closer, something is changing between them. They knows they are the only ones who understand each other. The pull is getting stronger and stronger and unresistable over time. Is this Amara's second chance at love and life? A gift from fate..? The enemy who was supposed to kill her, proposed her a contract marriage to keep her alive and promised to seek revenge for her.

**"Leave me alone! Please, just let me go!"** My voice cracked as I thrashed in his iron grip, but it was useless. He scooped me up effortlessly, his hold unyielding, carrying me off to a fate I couldn’t escape. This can’t be happening. Not now. Not like this. "I don’t want this," I whispered, my voice raw with terror. "Please… just let me go." My pleas barely reached his ears, or if they did, he didn’t care. His silence was louder than any threat, his indifference a dagger to my chest. A heartbeat later, my body hit the softness of a king-sized bed, but there was no comfort in it. My tears had nearly dried, leaving only silent sobs wracking my frame. I forced myself to speak, desperation lacing every syllable. "Luciano, please," I choked out. "If I’ve wronged you in any way, I’m sorry. But don’t punish me like this." A deafening crack split the air, and before I could react, fire exploded across my cheek. The force of the slap sent my head whipping to the side, my skin stinging from the brutal contact. The room pulsed with danger. **"No one calls me by my name,"** he growled, his voice like crushed glass—sharp, merciless. **"And no one tells me what to do."** His fingers curled under my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze. Cold, dark, and bottomless, his eyes held no mercy, no hesitation. "You will warm my bed," he murmured, his voice dangerously soft, laced with cruel intent. "You will satisfy my every craving, no matter how disastrous, no matter how dark." A wicked smirk ghosted over his lips, his grip tightening. "Because you are mine to break. And no one stops me." He leaned in, his breath fanning against my trembling lips. "Now… come here." --- Story by white pheonix

Pak! My hand stings at the affect of the slap making me feel how real this is. My brother was blasting the music too loudly in the house. I guess he didn't hear it. And I guess he wouldn't care even if he did. But I felt it resonate in my room. I stare at his face. I don't know what other people would react like when your best friend kisses you out of the blue. But mine was that and the slap was instinctive. I see his expression which showed that he was expecting this from me. He was half apologetic is what I felt. He looks up at me holding his cheek which I just slapped and I thought he was handsome at that moment, out of the 15 years we've known each other. Weird but I couldn't help it. I gulp and he takes a step forward and I move back as a reflex. I don't know if it was a right decision when I came out to him and now I can't go back anyway. But will I regret it, is the question. He keeps advancing as I move back until my back hits the wall. He looks at me dead in the eyes. Aravind comes out to his best friend from childhood, Devanand, only to suddenly finding out that Devanand was also confused about his feelings. Read it to find out if they will find a middle ground and the clarity they want. Disclaimer from Aravind : Do not let your best friend flirt with you ! It is not good for your heart ! I wrote something with my own background this time. Hope you guys will enjoy it just as much.

How would the human body react if mana were to exist? Would it accept it with open arms, allowing humans to evolve beyond themselves and perform superhuman feats, or would it be treated like a virus, causing the eventual desolation of man? Join Viktor as he strives to survive, evolve, and discover many shocking truths in his ever-changing apocalyptic world.

"M... Marissa! Are they my kids?" Rafael's eyes weren't moving away from the adorable kids' faces. "No, Rafael. They are not," Marissa said with a fake smile, "They aren't yours. Remember?" she batted her lashes quite dramatically, "We were never married!" Marissa Aaron’s elder sister Valerie Aaron jilted her blind boyfriend on her wedding day and ran off. For face-saving, Merissa's family pleaded to her to marry Raphael Sinclair. The irony? She was not allowed to tell her blind husband that she was not Valerie but Merissa Aaron. On the day of Raphael's successful eye surgery, Marissa got to know that Valerie was back to take her rightful place as Sinclaire’s daughter-in-law. Marissa tried explaining to her husband that she was the one married to him, but he did not believe her. Instead of any more convincing, heartbroken Merissa decided to leave the city without telling him, her secret. Raphael Sinclair was the classic definition of drop-dead gorgeous and was the only heir of the Sinclair group of industries. What would he do when he came to know that all this time the woman who offered him, her love and her body was not Valerie but her younger sister Marissa Aaron? How would he react when he came to know that he was the father of the babies Marissa was carrying in her womb? Would he go after Marissa and win her back? And the million-dollar question! Would Marissa ever be able to forgive him and love him again?

At the heart of a wish lies an attempt at completion, a human desire to become our true and final selves. Wishes are fuelled by regrets and are bound eternally to the past, serving as approximations of what once was. We all experience regret and nostalgia, leading us to make wishes and find despair, but can we become our true selves despite this all? That's where the story of a girl who struggles to control her desires begins... Two souls sharing the same body and memory are living in Kyoto 2031. Tang-Ji Shizukesa, a girl who's grown up in her previous life with a hardcore passion for gaming, is now a bookworm in her new life who has no interest in video games. Along with her, Kazami and Hoyeon, the three childhood friends who separated 7 years ago due to an accident, have now been reunited again in a VRMMORPG game known as Dusk Protocol. The game has a unique combat system known as "Leere," a physical manifestation of an individual soul that can be conjured into deadly weapons. As Tang-Ji navigates this virtual world, she confronts the echoes of her past and the dissonance between her former self and her present identity. How will she cope with the rediscovery of a life she thought she left behind? How will Kazami and Hoyeon react to the new Tang-Ji? In a world where reality is malleable and death is just a click of a button away, the boundaries between past and present blur, forcing everyone to grapple with the truth of who they truly are. Disclaimer: This novel contains explicit language, violence, racism, and sexual scenes. There are also scenes that deal with various traumas, from physical to emotional to mental. (THE CHARACTERS’ CIRCUMSTANCES , TRAITS, AND BELIEFS IN THIS NOVEL ARE ALL BASED ON A TRUE STORY.)

Chadwick Schaeffer, a seasoned Marine and passionate history buff, never imagined he’d become history’s ultimate wildcard. An innocent visit to his wife Amelia’s groundbreaking experiment, Project Trans Temporal, spirals into disaster when Chadwick accidentally activates the time-bending machine, catapulting him into the heart of humanity’s most legendary battles. From the muddy trenches of Verdun to the storm-tossed beaches of Normandy, Chadwick navigates war after war, armed only with his tactical prowess, relentless courage, and intimate knowledge of history’s greatest conflicts. But as Chadwick adapts to his new reality, history itself begins reacting to his presence. Allies rally around him, enemies dread his inexplicable skills, and commanders desperately scramble to understand the unstoppable, mysterious soldier rewriting the rules of warfare. As Chadwick fights through time, driven by his determination to return home and reunite with Amelia, he faces moral dilemmas and unintended consequences that ripple dangerously across history. Soon, he realizes the stakes are higher than survival—every decision could alter humanity’s fate forever. Chadwick Schaeffer must navigate the perilous balance between influencing the past and protecting the future, knowing that each choice he makes carries the power to reshape the world as we know it.

Eridel Domicus was the trash of the Domicus family, an extremely powerful family that had dominion over a large part of the world, having riches upon riches and ways upon ways. However, it was their greatest pride turned biggest shame to have a young master that... no. Let it not be said. But one night, the 22 year old Eridel had incomprehensibly... died. But even more unfathomable was the fact that against all logic he began to see again. And what Eridel saw... terrified him. Or at least that was supposed to be how he reacted right? Why is it that... ------------------------ The first light novel of [ The Monarch ]. Discord: https://discord.gg/TGvRnS7vKn

John was a very quiet person. He made good grades and always did his best in school. Also, he had a talent for reading that surpassed anyone in the world One day on his way back from school after a long tedious exam john wanted to indulge in a nice lemon pastry from the bakery. Across the street from john was his destination before the light could signal for a crossing a small child ran past John knocking him off balance. Before John could think, he reacted almost instantly. Before the oncoming traffic could hit the child John put his body on the line to save her and that would be the last thing, he ever did on that world... But not the last thing he would ever do... Reborn in a fantasy world and with all the memories of his past life what will happen now?

John Smith, a weary middle-aged office worker, has spent years drowning in endless paperwork and unpaid overtime. His youth, once filled with dreams, now feels like a distant memory. One fateful night, as he vents his frustrations, an eerie glow surrounds him—an intricate pentagram forms beneath his feet. Before he can react, a blinding explosion consumes him. When John opens his eyes, he finds himself decades younger, back in his youthful body. But this isn’t just a second chance—he now has a System, just like in the web novels he once read. With the ability to unlock skills, optimize his choices, and reshape his future, he sets out to live life on his own terms. However, things aren’t as simple as they seem. The System comes with rules, hidden costs, and an unknown entity pulling the strings. As John navigates this new life, he must decide—will he break free from the chains of fate, or is he simply trading one kind of servitude for another? A thrilling journey of second chances, ambition, and the true cost of power begins!

"Any who don the title of 'king' or anything of the sort in my presence is nothing more than an ignorant fool. This is my land and I shall be reclaiming it soon. I am Cacophony, the Vampire Empress!" As those words left her lips, every cell in my body reacted. It was unreal—no, it was otherworldly. Her beauty, her power, and her overwhelming arrogance. It might've been then that I realized that my normal life had ended. How did it come to this? Ah, it was curiosity. Yes, a deathly curiosity brought me to that graveyard that day. It was there that I stumbled upon her coffin. I had absolutely no clue what I was doing then, and even now I have no idea what possessed me to touch it—that single moment changed the course of history for the entire world. I found myself delving into a completely unknown world. Should I regret it? Maybe. But the truth is, I don't. Exploring the world’s hidden secrets, forging unexpected bonds, and living alongside the revived empress—it’s exciting. "Even if it's wrong, I think I'm going to enjoy every moment of it."

A white witch... . A demon...... A grim reaper, all in the same mansion and each has their own problems. A girl who was prophesied to be the only one who could kill the demon ended up falling for him, the demon whose aim was to kill the person threatening his life with the help of the witches ...."Xavier, call me Xavier " "I'm a servant and I can't call you by your name" "please" and with the magic word, Hazel gave in "X-Xavier" for some reason, it sounded like a melody to Xavier's ear. He leaned closer pinning her, Hazel knew what was about to happen but she didn't want that knowing how her body reacts to his touch, she struggled to get free and as he noticed,he held her hands above her head with one arm and with the other he raised her chin up to meet his eyes. Hazel was breathing heavily at this point. "X-Xavier" she called to get his attention as it was on her lips, he looked at her and interrupted her next words "I love you and I mean it" and with that he crashed his lips on hers without warning