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Ash Mercier has always been good at understanding people what they want, what they fear, what makes them tick. It’s not magic. Just observation, pattern recognition, a skill sharpened over years of watching the world with cold, detached clarity. He thought he had life figured out. Until one night, something shifts. It starts small. A street that feels too quiet. A flickering light that shouldn’t matter. A strange feeling he can’t shake. Coincidence. Imagination. That’s what he tells himself. But the moments keep piling up. The city around him feels… wrong. The people, the places things he’s known his whole life suddenly feel unfamiliar, like a script he’s no longer following. Ash has spent his life reading people apart, staying in control, always one step ahead. But now, for the first time, he’s starting to wonder has he ever truly been in control at all?

My grandfather was a tattoo artist, but he tattooed evil things. Tattooing, an ancient technique, flows quietly through the ages. In ancient times it was called Ink, in the ancient literary language called NI, is with the ink of the needle into the bottom layer of the skin, so as to outline the pattern and words on the skin. In China, the tradition of tattooing flowers on the body for good luck and worship has been going on for 2,000 years. There is a kind of tattoos, with the mysterious Yin - related magic, is said to have the evil, transit, wealth, peach blossom, security and many other magical effects, the world is called the Tattoos of Gods and Ghosts. around the mysterious yin and yang tattoos, a period of thrilling, full of colorful stories began, which hidden secrets and taboos, will actually be hidden! Secrets and taboos, where will the protagonists lead ......

"You are mine, Estrellita. You have always been mine," he whispered to the night. "And I tend to take care of what belongs to me. Especially when it comes to you." In the next instant, his lips met mine, drawing away the chill and replacing it with his warmth. The sensation of his skin against mine was like a fire, and my pussy throbbed, ignited with desire. I was stirred by the Devil's touch. I was twistedly aroused by the Devil. *** Silent Rivers. Silent Tears. Roaring Courage. In the tranquil town of LarksVille, a web of deceit, cruelty, and hidden wounds lies hidden. Anastasia, a brilliant and determined college student, becomes an unlikely saviour as she exposes tormentors who have terrorized Preston University for too long. Beneath the idyllic surface of this small, close-knit community, Anastasia peels back layers of secrets, betrayal, and long-held grudges, uncovering a haunting history of bullying that has shattered lives and left scars both seen and unseen. But when suddenly the hunter becomes the prey, who's going to save the hunter? They have only one clue. A common pattern. A cryptic message, "Devil." With every revelation, Anastasia inches closer to the truth, but she also draws nearer to the shadows that threaten to consume her. Yet, as Ana navigates through the complexities of justice, she finds herself entangled in a chilling game. A stalker, equally compelling and dangerously enigmatic, emerges from the shadows. Despite the alluring warmth of Lorenzo, Ana remains haunted by the chilling presence of the Devil, her relentless and fearsome stalker. Who is the "Devil"? A psycho killer with a mind of intelligence or a victim seeking revenge? If so, then who's next? As Anastasia finally confronts the darkness lurking in her community, another web of truth thrives. "The ending is only the beginning."

Winter Izanami is a senior in high school, and highly skilled with a spear. Despite his natural talent, an “incident” has kept him from pursuing a competitive career in his sport, and his only solace is the daily training sessions with his coach, Sterling. At school, Winter keeps to himself, focusing on his studies while avoiding any unwanted attention. However, his life is turned upside down when a mysterious phenomenon engulfs the world. During class, an eerie black cloud blankets the sky, and a strange message appears in front of people around the world, announcing that humanity is about to face an apocalypse. Infected beings, known as 'The Stranded,' will rise—mutants, zombies, and other horrors with a single purpose: to eradicate mankind. At the same time, humans will undergo an awakening, gaining abilities based on their potential. As chaos erupts in his classroom, Winter witnesses classmates transforming into horrific monsters, and the world outside seems to fall apart. With survival instincts kicking in, Winter is forced to use his combat skills to defend himself and others, battling through his former classmates-turned-creatures. As he kills the 'walkers' and gains experience points from his victories, Winter realizes the stakes have changed—he must level up, survive, and adapt to a new, brutal world. But as Winter confronts the deadly new reality, he is faced with not only the horrors of a decimated world but the cold truth that his choices, abilities, and past will shape the fate of humanity. ******* What's up, Author here. So I plan on releasing a chapter every 1-3 days as to not overwork myself, knowing that if I do, I might drop it the novel as a whole. So be patient with me.

In a world where reality bends to the unseen, Ian arrives. Here, energy is not just force but language that whispers through space and time, waiting to be sculpted. Driven by his curiosity, he deciphers patterns unseen by others, shaping existence with insight alone. And as he edges closer to mastery, he discovers that the most profound secrets are not in the world he reshapes, but in the forces stirring within himself.

After marriage— On Valentine's Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?" Wrapped up in her blanket and close to falling asleep, Xia Wan'an mumbled, "Sleep." On Christmas Day, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?" With her arms around her pillow, Xia Wan'an casually replied, "Sleep." On their wedding anniversary, holding a cup of water, Han Jingnian asked, "How are we spending today?" Cozied up in bed, with sleepy eyes, Xia Wan'an looked at Han Jingnian, wary of the water he might spill on the bed. She thought for a moment, then replied, "With you... together."

Purity a lowercase, clumsy, weak but determined angel suddenly volunteered to fight Abaddon, the 7th prince of hell who was pushed to earth to cause chaos on earth taking souls through deals Reborn but adopted into a family of riches and wealth faced bullying from her family but was favored by the head. Balancing her duties as an angel and the perfect granddaughter, It was purity’s job to take souls to heaven was it was time, both Abaddon and purity crossed paths couple of times but didn’t have any interaction. Roaming countries and countries for centuries Abaddon didn’t mind to purity until one night in an intense fight they were struck by lightning waking up they switched powers. ……………………………………… waking up to a burning sensation on her forehead purity whimpered, rubbing her head which just made the pain worse. looking around she wasn’t in her room, she was enveloped in an atmosphere of dark luxury.the air thick with leather and polished wood. candelabras with black candles cast flickering shadows on the walls adorned with intricate gold patterns. Massive, velvet- upholstered in deep burgundy and ebony wood chaise lounge dominated the space. A grand piano it’s ebony surface polished to mirror sheen sits silently in a corner. The bed which she layed on a grand king sized bed with black silk duvet and matching velvet pillows the wood on the head board was flawlessly carved with designs reminiscent of anique demon seal the bed positioned centrally purity jumped up seeing Abaddon staring at her with rage a halo atop his head his wings white but black in the very end and most importantly the cross tattoo on his wrist. “why are you with my halo?” purity stood on the bed attempting to take it but Abaddon threw her to the vanity table shattering the mirror “what did you do?!” Purity got up bleeding from her side she looked at herself in the shattered glass an upside down cross on her forehead her wings black, purity screamed “what did you do?!” she ran to punching his chest but Abaddon quickly raised her by the neck his grip tightening, purity couldn’t breathe the doors burst open Abaddon immediately dropped purity who gasped for air before looking up her voice still chocked “I can explain”

The elevator stank of burnt wiring and adrenal sweat. Lucas Hayes came to consciousness with his cheek pressed against cold steel, the floor vibrating with the machine's perpetual ascent. A cracked display panel flickered: DAY 9 | SAFETY DURATION 00:03:44. Three warped tones echoed as the system imprinted directly onto his retinas: [Precognitive Matrix Activated] [Sector Transition Imminent] His vision fractured into augmented reality overlays. Bloodshot eyes darted between floating diagnostics: [Destination: Floor 248] Threat Classification: Standard Biohazards (Homo corruptus) x20 Recommended Arsenal: Bladed weapons (76% efficacy) Reward Manifest: Silver Cache (Full eradication required) Lucas gripped the shock-baton strapped to his thigh, its ceramic surface still smeared with luminescent fungal spores from yesterday's skirmish. The elevator's speakers emitted a decaying piano chord as new text scrolled through static: [Destination: Floor 249] Containment Unit: Obsidian Reliquary (SCP-XXXX Variant) Threat Level: White (Placid) His boot tapped rhythm against the floor where Natalie Evans had bled out seven cycles ago. The memory played in crystal clarity - her screams syncing perfectly with the elevator's current pitch-shifted rendition of Clair de Lune. [Destination: Floor 250] Entity Designation: Noctis lamia (Cognitive Hazard Class C)* Survival Probability: 41.2±18% The control panel erupted in fractal patterns as reality glitched. Lucas glimpsed William Carter's skeleton key lodged in the emergency brake slot - the same key that had melted through three layers of Kevlar when its owner died. "Beta protocol. Always beta." He smashed blood-crusted knuckles against the floor selector. The elevator screamed in harmonic resonance as it deviated from its programmed path.

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.

In a world where the supernatural collides with the ordinary, dungeons—dangerous rifts to other realms—begin appearing across the city, threatening humanity. The Hunter Association, tasked with sealing these rifts, relies on Guides who are psychically linked to Hunters with extraordinary powers. A former soldier, becomes a newly awakened Guide at 27, struggling to adapt to his role. Paired with an S-ranked Hunter, a reckless veteran esper, he faces the daunting challenge of navigating deadly dungeons filled with nightmarish creatures. Their partnership is strained—A disciplined and methodical solider, and an esper who's impulsive and dismissive of rules. As dungeons appear more frequently, each mission tests their limits and teamwork. While the Guide adjusts to his new life and role, the esper wrestles with his haunted past and growing responsibilities. Together, they uncover a disturbing pattern behind the dungeon outbreaks, suggesting a larger, sinister plot at play. Amid the chaos, the guide grapples with losing his former life and his growing attachment to his esper, while the looming danger threatens to push them—and their fragile trust—apart. Every decision they make could determine the city's fate, or possibly the entire world. NOTE: This is a slow-burn light-romance BL. It means there are no mature or sexual themes, and it focuses on action, plot, character growth, and relationships between characters and their adversaries. Cover Art: V.R. Wilde (IG: its.forevermonday)

The grip he has on my hair loosens as he kneads my nipple between his thumb and index finger. My back is now arching forward, leaning into his touch. I want more. He chuckles in response. His breath coats my neck as he does so. "So needy," he taunts me before he removes his hands from my body. I'm ready to protest against the loss of his touch, but before I can, he grips my shoulders in his warm palms, pushing me back onto the sheets and pillows. I shudder in delight. Our eyes connect, and I feel the fire in my body ignite from how he looks at me. His eyes scan my body for a fleeting moment before he grabs the blanket and pulls it up.  "Spread your legs," he demands. His tone was low and husky. I comply, and he rewards me with a grin that says everything he doesn't need to say out loud. "You're perfect," he says in a whisper as he crawls further onto the bed between my legs. He's hovering over me. One hand cups my face as he leans down, resting his other arm on his elbow next to my face.  My fingers are tracing the outline of his toned abs. Enjoying the goosebumps rippling across his skin as a result. I watch as he closes his eyes, taking a moment to absorb this feeling before closing the gap between our lips. His lips are delicious.  "Mmm," I hummed against his lips. He deepens the kiss, sliding his tongue in my mouth. Our tongues collided like a happy accident. I slide my fingers up his chest and wrap my hands around the back of his neck, pulling him closer to me. He groans in response, vibrating against my lips. His dick is hard and pressed against my core, making it throb with need.  --------------- Phoenix was adopted by humans as a baby. She grew up in a small rural territory knowing nothing of her species or what the future held for her. She soon meets her 'mate' and discovers the secrets her human parents had kept from her all these years. In a fit, she runs away to discover that more than one man held the mate bond with her. Her first mate spent years trying to hunt her down just to find her with another fated mate. Devastated and broken he decides that he will reject her, but she becomes a target of evil no one understands. Both of her mates reluctantly stick together to keep her safe and now they are all stuck under one roof, can they figure out their differences? Will she choose her first or second mate? Or is there a third mate that is her true destiny?

Anomalies have always existed in the world, without any specific pattern. Sometimes they were places, other times objects, and occasionally, beings. Almost all anomalies possess something called “anomalous power” an innate ability that grants them capabilities that defy all the laws of nature. And I... ended up becoming one of these anomalies. New chapters are released 5 times per week Monday - Friday *** Visit my Patreon to get up to 20 chapters ahead - (20 chapters / one months ahead): Patr-eon: https://www.patreon.com/c/rowen_kun/membership

Novel Summary Parallel world, Blue Star, 2012 Lu Haifeng traveled to the body of an unlucky person and awakened the "God-level Technology Mall" golden finger -you can use points to buy related technologies in the mall in the fields of mobile phones, cars, aviation, materials, etc. From then on, under the leadership of his company, Daxia Kingdom changed the world pattern in many fields such as mobile phones, cars, aviation, materials, etc. More than ten years later, there is a super technology empire spanning many fields in this world. MTL

Senior Server Felix stood at the front of the church, his voice steady and solemn as he greeted the congregation. “Our help is in the name of the Lord,” he intoned. “Who made Heaven and Earth,” the people responded in unison, their voices matching his reverent tone. “Today, we initiate new members into this divine and holy Order,” Felix continued. “Today, we welcome new brethren into the bosom of our Lord Jesus Christ.” At the back of the church, Louis sat on one of the few single chairs, his posture slightly slouched as his focus remained on a sheet of music in his hands. The title read, "Brightest and Best – Key of A-flat." 'Why didn’t Gramps give me an F or G? A-flat is so difficult, and I only have three days to finish it,' he grumbled silently, his brow furrowing in frustration. But he dared not voice his complaints. He could already imagine his grandfather assigning him even more difficult pieces—F-sharps and endless A-flats—as punishment. From the front of the church, a serene voice called out, “Harry! Step forward!” Louis glanced up, momentarily pulled from his inner musings. His eyes landed on a girl stepping forward from the pews. She had black hair neatly styled in a bun and striking green eyes that seemed to shine with warmth and composure. Dressed in a modest brown dress and black sandals, with a rosary resting gracefully around her neck, she exuded a calm, dignified presence. Her tanned skin and graceful demeanor only added to the aura of reverence surrounding her, befitting an Altar server. 'Sigh,' Louis thought as he brushed a hand through his white hair, his blue eyes softening with a mix of admiration and envy. 'I wonder what it’s like to be an Altar server. They all seem so pure and divine… and powerful.' Just as he returned his attention to his music, a calm, gentlemanly voice spoke beside him. “You could also be an Altar server, if you’re interested.” “Huh?” Louis blurted out, snapping his head to the side. But no one was there. “What in the name of Jesus is going on here?” he muttered, glancing nervously around. “At least you know my name,” the voice replied again, seemingly amused. “What?” Louis whispered, his heart beginning to race. "I'm certain you will be a good server," the voice said, calm yet enigmatic. Louis narrowed his eyes, still searching for its source. "Who are you?" "I have many personalities. I have many names," the voice replied with an air of mystery. "It’s your choice which one you accept." "You’re not making any sense," Louis muttered, growing more unsettled. "Blessed are those who have not seen but believed…" Before Louis could respond, his vision blurred, and the world around him seemed to melt away. He jolted awake, gasping for air. His hands clutched the crumpled sheet of music, its corners bent from his restless grip. His head teetered precariously over the edge of his bed, a faint ache in his neck reminding him of the awkward position he’d been in. "Holy Mother of Jesus!" he exclaimed as he lost his balance, tumbling off the bed in a heap of blankets and scattered papers.

Hello! My name is Aman Vasuki. I belong to the Royal Family of Vasuki Clan which is the Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. Currently, I am working as a caretaker of a human boy named Mei Wei. Why? Because I am going to kill his father…. Aman's life was like a dream. He belonged to the Royal Family of a Clan of Shapeshifting Serpents. He had a loving family, supportive friends and riches of the world. All in all, he lived a dream like life. But one day this dream got shattered… On the night of blood moon, when he was stripped off his powers, four humans ruined him. They took what was most precious to him…. But, now he is back to get his revenge on the very people that snatched his world from him. But why does Mei Wang's son always give him a look which is filled with love? And why does his heart suddenly start feeling calm when he is close to Mei Wei? Excerpt: The cold wind was blowing with a swoosh sound. The area was dead silent despite four people being there and a fifth pair of eyes looking at them. Aman's upper human body was glistening with a little sweat, Meanwhile his lower body was turned into a fiery red snake's. The golden pattern on it shining under the moonlight. In this snake tail, he was holding a trembling human. He was trembling with fear of death. Aman brought him closer and looked at him closely. He turned back, his long red hair blowing with the wind, suddenly he laughed out loud but this laugh was not heartily but bone chilling, "I am so happy to see the fear of death in your eyes, SAGE SAETANG!" He laughed again, "I think this look of fear suits all three of you. You know, when I killed your friend Melvin he was even crying and even begging me to spare him. Unfortunately, death is inevitable. Is it not?" Aman asked Sage, as he brought him closer and rubbed his hair with his hand like a child. He was smiling but his eyes were filled with killing intent. The rub resulted in Sage's scalp becoming numb, he furiously nodded, "of course his pathetic twin brother did not fare any better. I did not get the feeling of originality, you know." Aman pouted, showing his dissatisfaction, "wailing and gaping like a fish out of water. He even offered me that he would give all of his properties to me? But what use could I have of that. This look of fear provides me with much satisfaction than any riches in the world." "And now, now the same look is in your eyes. I bet you can see death standing somewhere. But why are you not pleading? At least cry a little," Aman told Sage whose mouth was still sealed. Cold flashes in his eyes and he started tightening the coiling of his tail around Sage's body, "forget it. Do as you please. After all it's your own death. But don't blame me if Mei Wang cries louder and surpasses you when I kill him." He showed a smile that made Sage's stomach flip, "I can't wait anymore to kill-" "AMAN!!" The shout was loud enough but Aman could even feel the emotions hidden in it, shock, betrayal, disbelief and extreme hurt. His whole demeanour fell on the ground, he also changed back into a complete human. Sage also fell on the hard ground with him. Aman looked up and there he was. Standing in front of him was Mei Wei…. **** How would Mei Wei react? And will their relationship survive this? What did those four people do to destroy Aman's life? Why does he want to take revenge? Is it possible for 4 mere humans to ruin a supernatural being? Or someone entirely unexpected is the mastermind behind? Join me to witness Aman's Tale of Revenge and find out all the answers to all of your questions.... Warning:- This story contains mature scenes; explicit violence, death, rape, male pregnancy and torture. If you are not comfortable or you are underage please stay away. **Although in every mature themed chapter there is a warning and a minor friendly summary available. *the cover photo credit goes to @unlomio on twitter. Thanks @ImagineTishaD for helping me.*

In Shield of Vengeance, Arie, a young boy marked by strange patterns in his eyes, is thrust into a life of relentless training, his parents believing him destined for greatness as a warrior. Desiring only friendship, Arie's world is shattered when his village is razed by a dragon and treacherous foes. Amidst the chaos, Sara, a girl who had shown him kindness, dies protecting him. Determined to avenge his village, Arie embarks on a journey of self-discovery, mastering powerful magic, discovering ancient secrets, and wielding a legendary katana. But as Arie grows stronger, he learns that the true battle may lie not just in revenge, but in protecting those he loves from the shadows of his past. In this world where magic and might determine one's fate, Arie, a young adventurer, fights not just for survival but for a place in a realm that values power above all. From completing seemingly impossible quests to discovering hidden truths about his mysterious past, Arie's journey takes an unexpected turn when he encounters Princess Lea, a royal with secrets of her own. As Arie enrolls in the prestigious magic academy, he quickly finds himself entangled in a web of rivalry, admiration, and danger. His unique ability to wield a rare, mysterious form of Creation magic sets him apart, drawing the attention of allies and enemies alike. Yet, beneath the academy’s grandeur lies a looming threat—an ancient power that could disrupt the kingdom’s fragile peace. Can Arie rise above the challenges, master his newfound powers, and navigate his complex relationship with Princess Lea? Or will the weight of destiny crush him before he unravels the true extent of his potential?

People all mock ChenTian as a canary raised by the Xiao family, but they don't know that this kneeling body wiping the ground flows with the blood of the top family. Three years ago, a shocking conspiracy led him to voluntarily wear the shackles of a "son-in-law". It wasn't until the night his wife was forced to sign the divorce agreement that he put on a mask with blood red patterns in front of the mirror - the day when Long Yin Yu Yuan would finally be empty. When the gilded invitation turned into a talisman, those who had once stepped on his spine for pleasure would eventually climb up and lick the mud off his leather shoes.

Title: Trillionaire Student: The Art of Corporate Warfare Genre: Cyberpunk Corporate Drama / Tech Romance Setting: Near-future Shanghai (2045) where blockchain dynasties and AI oligarchs dominate global finance. Protagonist: · Ye Chen: A 22-year-old financial prodigy with military-grade neural implants. Orphaned and self-made, he accidentally inherits trillion-yuan assets tied to a cryogenically preserved heiress. · Su Ning: A "frozen elite" heiress resurrected from cryostasis. Her trauma-encrypted mind holds the keys to her family's blockchain empire. Core Plot: When Ye decrypts suicidal patterns in Su's neural data, their forced partnership to upgrade her emotional firewall exposes: 1. Corporate Espionage: Rival tech giants weaponize celebrity scandals as NFT commodities. 2. Family Conspiracy: Su's mother audits her memories like hostile mergers. 3. Hidden Protocol: A blockchain ledger tracking physical intimacy as corporate liability. Key Westernized Elements: · Boardroom duels in holographic Hunger Games-style shareholder arenas · Romance through shared neural hacking of trauma encryption · Memetic warfare where viral tweets manipulate stock markets Themes: · Capitalism 2.0 (emotions as crypto assets, SEC-regulated marriage contracts) · Cybernetic identity (childhood trauma rebuilt as AI firewalls) · East-West fusion (Tang poetry as quantum encryption keys) Cultural Bridges: · "Black Swan Fund" → "Quantum Contingency Fund" · Neural interface battles styled as The Matrix meets Game of Thrones · Food metaphors: Xiaolongbao dumplings as encrypted data carriers

Few hours he walked her into the room lean her on the bed, she held his wear. Stares into his eye “Love, I know you were going to come back to me, you know it hasn’t been easy for me without” she said tipsy, she loses her hand from his wear. “I hope you didn’t forgot to buy Son a hamburger, I forgot to get him one. Have you taken your drugs, is over there, go take your drugs and come give me a massage” He stood up. “Love where are you going to, come give your darling wife a kiss, come on” he stares at her. “I really have to go, Ma” he sits side her on the bed “You are my husband have you forgetting, I want to place my head on your chest, kiss your lips” she gaps. “Ma, you need to sleep now” He stood up to leaving. “I can’t sleep without you love, and you know that babe” she exclaimed, he paused stares at her, walk back to the bed, sits. Caresses her cheeks, she was just starring at him as her eyes keep goggling so sleepy. “I know this might not be right, but this how I feel and I hope you don’t hate me when you found out, you been the woman of my fantasy. I might be a dead man if I let this night pass me” kissing her lips. “I’m sorry Ma, it just this one thing, my lust for you, my one-time opportunity, to have this sexy body of yours. At this very moment is beyond my control, let me be this Romeo just this night. I hope you forgive me if you got to know about this, what I just did” he said in his mind, he has his wears strips off, as he makes haste pulling her wears, even at then he senses danger, but at same time couldn’t let his fears overwhelm his erotic emotion. The next morning, Kaima wake up turned “Jesus, oh my gosh” Mohammed jump up, held his chest. As she stares at herself under the blanket “what…, did this happened?” so curious as her eye stead on him. “It…, We” he terrible “Get out, get out of my room now!” she roared, he jumped out putting his wear. Kaima covered herself with the blanket, hidden her face under the blanket.

“There's a new report,” the heavy voice of the NIS director who had just entered the room broke the silence. “We found the same pattern. Teenagers going missing for several weeks.” “But the location...” the words of one of the team leaders were interrupted by something that didn't make sense. “At the school?” he continued with a look of reassurance, as did everyone else at the meeting, which was met with a reassuring nod of the director's head. ** "Me?" Na Jae Hoon, who had just returned from completing his mission, was surprised to hear that he had to return to school. “This is very urgent and has entered the red list,” said Baek Sang Joon, the head of Special Operation Team 2. ** Can Jae Hoon uncover the criminal network by keeping his identity from being revealed before he becomes the next target?

Eliar Vayne was a man who thrived on logic, a mathematician devoted to unraveling the universe’s most complex mysteries. But when an experiment in his lab goes catastrophically wrong, he finds himself thrust into a shattered, alien world—a place ruled by chaos and cruelty, where survival is the only law. In this desolate realm of jagged landscapes and crimson skies, Eliar is no longer bound by the rules of his old life. Here, power is drawn from the raw energy pulsing through the world itself—a chaotic force that bends to those strong enough to command it. For Eliar, logic is his only weapon. With his understanding of patterns and equations, he begins to shape the energy into spells unlike anything this world has seen. But the world he’s been thrown into is not merciful. Predators stalk the shadows, rival survivors would sooner kill than trust, and the land itself seems alive with malevolent intent. Eliar must adapt quickly, forging alliances where he can and outwitting enemies who see his intellect as weakness. Every step forward is a battle, every mistake a potential death sentence. As Eliar navigates this unforgiving world, he uncovers traces of an ancient civilization—a people who once mastered the same energy he now wields. Their downfall holds the key to understanding this broken realm, and perhaps, to Eliar’s survival. But the deeper he delves into the world’s secrets, the more he realizes the truth: this world has no intention of letting him leave unscathed. Driven by the faint hope of carving out a peaceful existence, Eliar must endure relentless trials and confront the darkness within himself. In a world without mercy, only those who embrace the chaos will survive.

Synopsis In a world where power dictates history, Raito Kurogane stumbles upon a pen with an unimaginable ability—it can rewrite fate by altering a specific date in a person’s life. With a god-like ambition and a thirst for control, he begins reshaping the world from the shadows, toppling politicians, criminals, and anyone he deems unworthy. But unknown to him, two brilliant minds have already taken notice. Detective Hoshino Renji, a man with an unmatched ability to see patterns, senses something unnatural behind the sudden political resignations and financial collapses. With relentless determination, he begins a silent hunt for the invisible hand manipulating history. Meanwhile, Yume Sazanami, a genius hacker and information broker, uncovers strange digital footprints in government records—changes that shouldn't exist. Unlike Renji, she doesn’t believe in justice. She simply wants to watch the game unfold. As the three masterminds engage in a deadly psychological battle, the question remains: Who truly deserves to control fate? A gripping psychological thriller filled with deception, mind games, and shocking twists, Re-Write explores the thin line between justice and power.

Born with an unusual birthmark, the shape of a skeleton’s head with rose patterns round about it on her neck, many believed she would only bring bad luck to those around her. This belief was solidified when two of her suitors died unexpectedly right after a visit to her home. Such a thing should come as a bother to any woman but the same could not be said about Nyx. She didn't care if the beliefs about her were true or false. She never liked any of her suitors. Her heart had always been longing for a certain man whom she was very familiar with in her childhood but ceased to appear before her the moment she entered adolescence. Since she knew him one thing was very certain about him, he was not human since he never aged. Not even once. Believing he would one day come again, Nyx was prepared to wait until the day they would meet again. But not everything goes as planned. Having a sickly mother whose only wish was to see her daughter get married and an influential suitor who didn't mind the deaths around her, Nyx soon found herself married off and her mother passed away leaving a father who dreaded her existence and a husband she never loved. **** From a distance he watched her grow, keeping his distance from her, staying within the shadows. As she aged slowly into adulthood, the mark on her neck became more prominent and so was her scent. He wanted her to grow, but when she finally came of age, he thought she would be better without him. But as time wore on and other men began to show interest in her, he could not hold back nor could he let them have her. He discarded those who had an interest in her but one of them slipped through his fingers while he was away and took her. He waited to see if she was happy with her life, with that man, if she was, then he would let her be. She would be able to live a happy life this time unlike the previous one, but everything changed when the forces from the underworld learned of her existence and her connection with him. Her husband was killed which he permitted and her life was in constant danger. Keeping the distance was no longer an option and he once again appeared before her.

Twenty two-year-old Maryln Amber is no stranger to loss. After a tragic fire claimed her family two years ago, she has tried to rebuild her life, clinging to her tight-knit group of friends for stability. But when students at her elite Campston University begin to die under strange and violent circumstances, the fragile world Amber has constructed starts to crumble. As suspicions spread like wildfire and fear grips the campus, Amber becomes determined to uncover the truth behind the deaths. She notices an unsettling pattern—each victim was someone she had argued with or felt betrayed by in some way. The deeper she digs, the more the clues seem to implicate her closest friends, until she’s left isolated and paranoid. When the shocking reality is unveiled, Amber discovers a truth more horrifying than she could have imagined. Dark, chilling, and deeply psychological, this tale of fractured identity and buried trauma will leave readers questioning the limits of the human mind and the power of the past to shape the present.

Mac has always felt disconnected from reality. His dreams are too vivid, his thoughts too fragmented, and his perception of time slipping like sand through his fingers. When he begins documenting his hyper-real dreams, he notices a disturbing pattern—visions of the past, cryptic voices, and strange entities warning him of an impending alien invasion.

In the year 2025, it was an ordinary day when the first signs of something extraordinary appeared. The world had been full of chaos, environmental crises, and political unrest, but no one could have predicted that a far greater shift was about to occur, one that would change the very foundation on Earth. The first tremors were small, almost undetectable at first with an unnatural calmness in the atmosphere. Scientists, meteorologists, and geologists all dismissed the occurrences as anomalies, explanations rooted in the complexities of the Earth's natural cycles. But soon, things began to change when the skies turned a shade of violet in certain regions, and strange patterns of energy began to be detected around the planet. Deep within the Earth's core, a rise of energy had been awakened. Mana, a mystical force that had once existed only in the realms of ancient mythology or in fictional media, began to leak into the world, reshaping ecosystems, awakening ancient forces, and rewriting the laws of evolution. Now with the resurgence of Mana, Earth underwent an irreversible transformation and change from what we had originally known. Humans, animals, and even the very land itself adapted. Superhumans appeared, wielding godlike power, while mutant creatures threatened to reclaim the world for nature. World Governments scrambled to contain the chaos, leading to military conflicts, secret experiments, and uneasy alliances. From the rise of the first Superhumans that could split mountains to the monstrous creatures that could burn cities, every event was documented, through news reports, military logs, classified interviews, and firsthand accounts. In this new era of brutal race for survival, the only certainty is that power comes at a cost. A New Dark Age on Earth had begun.

Unfair Relationship Dynamics follows Nathan’s arduous journey toward finding a balanced, genuine connection after years of feeling undervalued in his relationships. The story begins in Chapter One with Nathan entrenched in a lopsided relationship with Olivia—a woman whose erratic priorities and emotional indifference leave him feeling constantly overlooked and unappreciated. Her repeated cancellations and unwillingness to return his emotional investment force Nathan to confront the painful reality that his love has always been met with unfair dynamics, planting the seeds of doubt and heartache. Haunted by the imbalance in his relationship, Nathan embarks on a period of introspection and self-discovery. The pain of unreciprocated affection and the constant struggle to maintain his self-worth drive him to question his understanding of love and fairness. As he navigates through his sorrow, he gradually realizes that the dynamics he experienced with Olivia are not merely personal shortcomings—they are reflective of a broader pattern in relationships where one’s emotional labor is taken for granted. In the midst of his healing process, Nathan’s path intersects with Isabelle, a fiercely independent visual artist whose creative spirit and vulnerability offer a stark contrast to his past experiences. Their chance encounter quickly evolves into a collaborative partnership as they unite to create a groundbreaking exhibit that blends music and art. The exhibit becomes a transformative crucible for Nathan, as the act of creating alongside Isabelle forces him to reexamine his emotional boundaries and expectations. As their collaboration deepens, so does their connection—yet both are wary of repeating the unbalanced patterns of the past. While Nathan finds in Isabelle a renewed hope for a love built on mutual respect and shared vulnerability, the pressures of their respective careers and lingering personal insecurities create challenges that test their fledgling bond. Throughout his journey, Nathan learns that achieving fairness in a relationship means embracing one’s own growth first—recognizing that true intimacy is only possible when both partners are whole and self-assured. By confronting his unresolved pain, reconfiguring his understanding of emotional reciprocity, and daring to build a partnership based on genuine equality, Nathan begins to dismantle the unfair dynamics that once defined his love life. Unfair Relationship Dynamics is not merely a chronicle of heartache, but a testament to the power of self-discovery and transformation. It is a story of how one man’s painful experiences and ultimate resilience pave the way for a more balanced, fulfilling way to love—one that acknowledges the importance of individual growth, shared dreams, and the courage to challenge traditional relationship norms. In the end, Nathan’s journey serves as an inspiring reminder that while relationships can often be fraught with inequity, the pursuit of fairness, mutual support, and personal integrity can lead to the kind of deep, balanced connection that transforms lives.

After ten thousand years of shaping universes and watching stars die, Wei Ying became hollow. Standing beyond the Nine Heavens themselves, wielding power that made even the Heavenly Dao bow before his will, Wei Ying found eternity stretching before him like an endless void. Each day became indistinguishable from the last millennium. What use was absolute power when nothing remained to challenge him? What meaning could immortality hold when every experience blended into the endless tapestry of existence? So he made a decision no immortal had dared attempt—he sealed his cosmic powers and descended to the Azure Sky Continent as Wei Yun, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator in the humblest sect on the mountain. He sought simplicity. Limitation. The forgotten taste of struggle. What he found instead was a conspiracy spanning realms. When void manifestations begin tearing through reality, Wei Yun discovers his own theoretical work from millennia ago being implemented by forces that shouldn't possess such knowledge. As he navigates sect politics while carefully concealing his true nature, he forms unexpected connections with mortals whose brief, brilliant lives remind him what it means to exist with purpose—Jin Ling, the brilliant alchemist who sees too much; Elder Mei, whose wisdom defies her mortal limitations; even Young Master Cai, whose arrogance masks deeper pain. But as he investigates the escalating void incursions, a voice from between worlds speaks his true name—"Wei Ying"—and he must confront a terrifying possibility: Was his journey to mortality truly his choice, or is he merely a piece in a cosmic game orchestrated by beings who manipulated even him? With each void manifestation forming a pattern that threatens all of existence, Wei Yun finds himself drawn into a conflict spanning dimensions. As he balances preserving his cover with preventing catastrophe, he's forced to question everything he believed about power, connection, and the true meaning of immortality. Perhaps the greatest discovery isn't what lies beyond the veil of mortality, but what exists within it.

Kang Joon-ho was the first and only person to ever conquer the Tower, defeating the Floor Guardians, clearing every challenge, and reaching the top—only to find himself alone. The world was gone. Every player, every country, every life… erased. At the summit, the enigmatic Tower Owner gave him a final choice. “What do you wish for?” Joon-ho’s answer was simple. “I want to climb the Tower again.” And so, his wish was granted—but with a cruel twist. Instead of restarting at the base of the Tower, he was thrown back years before it even appeared—back to his ordinary room in Korea, stripped of all his strength, skills, and achievements. Everything he had suffered for was gone. But Joon-ho is no ordinary regressor. He remembers every boss pattern, hidden quest, broken exploit, and ultimate skill. And when the Tower inevitably descends, forcing humanity into its brutal trials, he won’t just survive—he will dominate. This time, he’s not climbing just to win. He’s climbing to break the system, destroy the Tower Owner, and prevent the end of the world. With his past knowledge, overwhelming tactics, and the cold resolve of a man who has already lost everything once before—Kang Joon-ho will carve his own path to the top.

Cassian has always felt that something about his past is off. Ever since the massacre of his village left him alone, a strange unease has lingered—like his memories aren’t entirely real. Then, year after year, on the same day, dreams of unfamiliar lives flood his mind. At first, he ignores them. But as the visions persist, they begin to form a pattern, one that leads him to the truth about himself. He was never just a boy. He was an experiment. A tool. A creation shaped by unseen hands, monitored from the shadows. The memories he receives are not just dreams; they are fragments of something far greater, something that was never meant to reach him. But Cassian cannot feel anger, nor sorrow. He knows what he should feel, but the emotions never come. Perhaps he has already become the weapon they intended him to be. Even so, he will not be their puppet. If all he was made for is improve destruction—then destruction is what he will bring.