Obito Flickering

Aria Winters has spent her life in the shadows, working to support her bedridden mother and younger brother in the poorest part of the Crescent Moon Pack. When her mate is revealed at the New Alpha’s Mating Ceremony, she feels a flicker of hope—until Beta Colin Hunt rejects her in front of everyone, branding her unworthy. Heartbroken, Aria retreats into the night, only to be claimed by the most powerful Lycan alive—King Magnus Draven, a man twice her age who had given up on finding his mate. With one kiss, he shatters her world and ignites a chain of events no one could foresee. But not everyone is willing to let Aria live her new life. Old enemies emerge, secrets from her past resurface, and Colin, fueled by jealousy, wants back what he threw away. As danger closes in, Aria must decide who she can trust—and whether her bond with the Lycan King will be strong enough to survive the truth that’s about to be revealed. What dark secrets lie in wait, and how far will her enemies go to tear her from the man destined to be hers?

This is my First Novel, so if you see any mistakes please point them out. Notice: This Novel is currently in the process of being rewritten, I ask for your patience until the rerelease. You may still read the current version at your own discretion. It will remain until I'm read to release the remade chapters. Every Tuesday & Thursday 9:00 A.M EDT --------- In the ever-shifting realm of Yonus, the fabric of reality is constantly under siege, twisted and contorted by those wielding unimaginable power. Over time, the populace has grown accustomed to this unsettling state of flux, adapting to the unpredictable nature of their world. However, the arrival of a new era shatters the fragile peace they've come to accept. From the depths of the cosmos, unfathomable horrors descend upon Yonus, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. These otherworldly abominations, once beyond the realm of mortal comprehension, now roam freely, spreading chaos and despair across the land. In the face of such overwhelming threats, the denizens of Yonus are forced to retreat to fortified enclaves, clinging to the hope of survival. Yet, amidst the despair, a flicker of defiance ignites in the hearts of the brave few who dare to challenge the encroaching darkness. As the battle for the fate of their world rages on, alliances are forged, secrets unearthed, and heroes rise from the ashes of destruction. With every passing moment, the stakes grow higher, and the line between salvation and annihilation blurs. In this gripping tale of courage and resilience, the destiny of Yonus hangs in the balance, teetering on the brink of oblivion. Will the inhabitants muster the strength to reclaim their homeland and banish the encroaching terrors, or will they be consumed by the relentless tide of chaos? --- Before you decide you don't like the story or it's not to your taste please try and read to chapter 12, so you could get a taste of how I write action scenes as well. Book cover image is made by AI for now

A door unfolded before him. Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within. The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear. The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests. They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party. Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering. He had no reason to refuse.

For, through the world of Avaloria, a promise of eternity whispered the tale of deceit cloaked beneath the veil of truth. Redemption; the chance for the realm to stand once more against world-ending doom, the legends whispered. But amidst these clambering threats, the people of Arvindor turned a blind eye, entwined in their own pursuits. And here, in the heart of Arvindor, are our heroes introduced. Strong ones walk the earth with the strength of behemoths amidst the chaos. Their presence, palpable; the kings and lords who wage wars of conquest are blind to the impending threat as power-hungry rulers ravage the land in their quest for supremacy. Resources are not just plundered; the land itself bleeds under the weight of their ambition, leaving a trail of devastation in their wake. In that endless abyss of power struggles, could a new hope rise—a flower yet to bloom in the dark? Or will it crumble in corruption, snuffed like a light before it had the chance to shine in full brilliance? Will compassion remain but a flicker of light amidst the shadows, or will it die tragically, leaving the world in darkness unyielding? As the world teeters on the brink of chaos, Avaloria's fate dangles at the balance, relying solely on the intentions of those who possess its future in their hands. Let us meet Valcroy Everheart, a young squire who has just finished his training as a Page to the House of Frostborne and started his journey as a young squire, attending the Heir of Frostborne, Erik Frostbourne, of the same age as he is. Follow them as they both get lost in the world of Avaloria and discover the secrets that were not meant to be known and deception that tied the Compassion. One Day I Will Find The Words And They Will Be Simple

In the depths of Broxton High School, where the divide between the privileged and the underprivileged was strong, Oscar Roberts endured a torment that shattered his life. As an outcast from an impoverished family, he became a prime target for the cruel machinations of the popular clique. Day after day, he was taunted, beaten, and mocked, his spirit draining with each passing torment. Unbeknownst to Oscar, his suffering did not end with his demise. Fate had a peculiar twist in store for him. In a realm far removed from the confines of Broxton High, somewhere on a cow fields, his consciousness emerged within the body of a parasite. The transition to parasitic existence was fraught with challenges. Oscar's tiny, worm-like body could barely navigate the dense undergrowth, and the constant hunger gnawed at his being. Yet, amidst the adversity, a flicker of determination ignited within him. He would survive, not only for himself but also to seek vengeance for the torment he had endured.

At Waseda University, summer drags on in the oppressive heat, but nothing quite stirs the student body like the quiet Kiyoto Yamamoto. As class president, top student, and captain of the basketball team, Kiyoto is admired from a distance for his sharp looks and talent. His stoic expression makes him seem unapproachable, but those close to him know he’s kindhearted, just reserved. He’s a guy who likes to keep his head down, avoiding the attention that seems to follow him everywhere. But everything changes when a new student, Miyano Tokio, transfers into the class in the middle of the semester. Miyano immediately captures the room’s attention. Whispers of "Is he a celebrity?" fly across the room, but it’s Kiyoto who feels the biggest shift. There’s a moment just a flicker when their eyes meet, and Kiyoto's memory went back to school days. he knows that Miyano’s arrival will stir up more than just classroom gossip.

Prologue: Battle Against Faith In the boundless expanse of the Primordial Heaven Continent, where mountains kissed the skies and rivers carried the whispers of legends, the strong reigned supreme while the weak struggled for survival. This was a land where cultivation dictated one’s destiny, and the pursuit of power defined the lives of countless souls. Among the towering sects, ancient clans, and hidden factions, tales of geniuses rising to prominence and changing the fate of nations were common. Yet, in the shadows of these grand stories lay the forgotten—those born without talent, shunned by their own kin, and left to carve their own paths through sheer will and determination. Seventeen years ago, in the esteemed Yan Clan of Ethereal Sky City, a child was born under a waning moon. Yan Zi, the youngest son of Elder Yan Hong, came into the world amidst hope but grew up under the weight of disappointment. Despite his diligent efforts, his meridians refused to awaken, branding him as "trash" in a world where strength was the ultimate currency. The Yan Clan, known for producing prodigious cultivators like Yan Ling and Yan Xingtian—shining stars of the younger generation—had no place for someone like Yan Zi. Yet, amidst the disdain and neglect, a burning desire flickered within him. A desire to prove that one’s fate was not bound by birth. Unknown to the world, Yan Zi’s journey was about to intertwine with forces far greater than himself. A forgotten legacy, an ancient secret buried in time, and a power that defied the natural laws of cultivation would soon set him on a path unlike any other. As storms brewed on the horizon and the continent moved toward chaos, Yan Zi’s story would rise from the ashes of humiliation and despair, challenging the very fabric of the heavens. In this tale of perseverance, betrayal, and destiny, one question loomed above all: Could a “trash” defy the heavens and carve his name into the annals of history? Thus began the battle that would test his faith, break his limits, and forge him into a legend. This is Battle Against Faith.

In a declining world, where the remnants of hope fade and trust lingers only as forgotten whisper, a young man stands at a crossroads. He seeks neither heroes nor miracles, but a single truth: that of his own identity. Torn between the weight of a fractured, fleeting past and an uncertain future, he embarks on an extraordinary quest, strewn with trials, doubts, and shattering revelations. Amid the ruins of a civilization that has lost faith in itself, he delves into the profound meaning of what it is to be human. What memories shape our souls? Who are we without them? What gives purpose to our existence when everything seems to collapse? And how far are we willing to go to reclaim those we have lost? Immerse yourself in an introspective and epic odyssey, where every step is a battle against oneself and the world, where light flickers yet refuses to be extinguished. For even in the deepest darkness, a glimmer endures—for those brave enough to seek it. A journey whose ultimate goal is the light.

In the land of Arcanis, where magic is a birthright, Tyler Arborius is born into a family of legendary magicians-but he is deemed powerless, his spark barely a flicker. While his peers wield fire and lightning, Tyler can barely summon light. Ridiculed and dismissed, he refuses to give up. Through relentless study and perseverance, Tyler uncovers the Forgotten Grimoire, a relic of unimaginable power. As he delves into its forbidden knowledge, Tyler begins to unravel secrets that could reshape not only his destiny but the very foundations of magic itself. This is the story of Tyler's rise from nothing to everything, as he battles ancient foes, confronts his own darkness, and challenges the world's understanding of magic.

'Hmmmm...so I just have to witness the skill being used to copy it...then I can evolve this skill ten times it's initial power?' Nox was skeptical as he looked at the screen flickering on his retina. I mean, how was something so insane even possible? Copying a skill itself was very bad-assed, and you mean to say he could evolved the copied Skill ten times it's initial power, exponentially surpassing the original owner? Why would the gods let such broken talent even exist? 'Well it's just one way to find out...' Luckily just then, he saw two powerfull beings fighting mid air. Their fight sent shockwaves billowing in all directions, causing Nox to take a couple of Steps back. At that moment, he activated his talent... [Mimicry activated!] [Target: Cosmic Entity Arkea - Successfully copied Skill "Gravity Manipulation"!] [Description: Gravity Manipulation Creates a localized gravity field, slowing enemies within a 5-meter radius by 20% for 5 seconds.] [Upgrading Gravity Manipulation 10x!] [Ding! You have Awaken Gravitational Singularity!] [Description: Gravitational Singularity Creates a singularity that pulls in enemies within a 20-meter radius, dealing 5,000 damage and stunning them for 5 seconds. Allies within the area gain a 30% damage boost for 10 seconds.] [Do you wish to keep this skill or bestow it to your Pet?] "No fucking way!" Nox exclaimed in shock. "I-its real!"

“An illegitimate child will always be an outsider.” For Yu Lixue, life in the Yu family was one of endless humiliation. As the unwanted daughter with no mother to defend her, she was treated like a pawn, used, ignored, and discarded. Her talents—her paintings, her songs—were stolen by her stepmother and conniving half-sister, who claimed them as their own. Her life was a series of shadows and silence, living under their lies. But when her half-sister fled an arranged marriage with Mo Ran, a powerful but reclusive man, the family forced Lixue to take her place. Once again, her wishes were disregarded. Her marriage to Mo Ran was cold, distant—another prison she had no choice but to endure. Until the night she died in a mysterious accident, her pleas for justice buried along with her. Yet fate gave her a second chance. Reborn into the same world that betrayed her, Lixue returns with a vow: she will take back everything they stole—her art, her voice, her freedom. And when she reenters her marriage with Mo Ran, he surprises her with a proposition: he will help her get revenge against those who wronged her. But Lixue is wary. Why is this man, who barely showed her any warmth before, now offering to stand by her side? As they plot against the Yu family, Lixue realizes that Mo Ran has his own reasons for revenge. Their alliance begins to blur the line between ally and enemy, and she questions whether he’s truly on her side or if he has his own hidden agenda. In a world filled with deceit and betrayal, Yu Lixue must decide: will she risk trusting her husband, or will she forge her own path to reclaim what’s hers, no matter the cost? Excerpt: Lixue stared down at the steaming bowl of soup on the table, blinking in surprise. Mo Ran placed it before her with a steady hand, his usual calm expression softened just slightly by a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. She tried to catch his gaze, but he’d already turned away, busying himself with the teapot. “Why are you…?” she murmured, glancing between the bowl and him, her voice trailing off. He looked up, meeting her eyes with a hint of amusement. “Why am I what?” She fumbled for words, her cheeks warming. “Why are you…being so nice to me?” A small smile played on his lips, barely there but just enough to leave her heart fluttering. “Is it so strange for a husband to be kind to his wife?” She opened her mouth to reply, but nothing came out. The Mo Ran she remembered from her past life had been as cold as winter, never sparing her a second glance. This new version of him, warm and considerate, left her feeling…confused. “Eat,” he said, his voice soft. “You didn’t eat much at breakfast.” She nodded, taking the spoon with a slight tremor in her fingers. The soup was rich, comforting—something she would have loved as a child. The warmth of it melted away a part of her guardedness, leaving her strangely vulnerable. As she set down her spoon, she glanced at him again, still puzzled. “What’s gotten into you, Mo Ran?” “…” “Let’s just say I want to spoil you my darling..”

Princess Qinghe, Gu Shengyin, had died. Renowned as a first-class beauty and admired far and wide, her name was one that could shake nations. Yet, despite all this, she still fell victim to a woman far inferior to herself. Only after her death did Gu Shengyin realize the truth: she had been outmaneuvered by the antagonist of the heroine’s story—a mere cannon fodder in her own tale. In an ethereal white void, Gu Shengyin stood, her expression cold and unyielding as she processed her transmigration. The System spoke: “Your mission is to rewrite the heroine's fate. You must face the cannon fodder and antagonists who threaten her existence. As the central figure, you are their greatest obstacle.” A flicker of determination crossed Gu Shengyin's eyes, and a smile of unparalleled beauty graced her lips. "Very well," she said. "Let’s see who ends up as the obstacle to be crushed—and who claims the ultimate victory!"

Tired of toxic ones and seeking a dotting male lead? Want to read about a budding romance between two mortal enemies? Looking for a strong female instead of a whiny one? Well, you are in right place, let's get started. ~Excerpt~ I watched as they kissed passionately, as he undressed her body, fondling her, and making her moan. I still watched as their bodies collided, melting together, moulding into each other, moving in rhythms. But why was he watching me? Not for a second, his eyes flickered or left mine. Not even when he bit into her neck and sucked her blood. He still watched me and I did him, unwavering and unmoving as if we had been frozen in time. Treia left as he asked her to, giving me another unpleasant look as she walked past me. But, I was too engrossed in watching him as he had instructed me, I wouldn't look away because that's what he had asked me to do. When did I become so benign? Well, it was all for my mission, that's what I kept telling myself. Was that true though? Did I not feel even a single bit of pull toward this gorgeous entity in front of me? "Did you enjoy the show?" He finally asked sitting up in his bed. ~Synopsis~ Aselia was an elf whose world was ridden with many problems and strewn with species of all kinds but none was more colossal than vermins called 'Vampires' who sought blood not only for survival but also for pleasure especially from "The Elven Race." Their blood was considered superior and was relished above all by vampires. As a result, Elves were mercilessly hunted and were driven to the brink of extinction. Aselia hated Vampires with a passion. Then she met a vampire whose existence was unknown to most people. Xiran smiled at her as no vampire had ever done before. She didn't scream rainbows and he was no angel either. She was not a damsel in distress and yet he wanted to be her saviour. The man's appearance was not of a vampire and yet he drank blood. What secrets did he hold? And who exactly was he? How will he react when he will discover Aselia's deepest darkest secrets? Because she had many too. Read on to find out... ---------------------------- Thank you everyone for choosing to read my book, I am a newbie writer and I am sure you will love reading my book as much as I enjoy writing it. Leave a comment and send a power stone to show your love. Support me. Read my new book "The CEO of My Dreams Returned To Me." Follow me on Instagram and Facebook: Sunny Shumail. ----------------------------- The cover is mine.

What happens when a goddess falls in love with a shifter? Asara; the goddess of love, was punished by her father, the god of thunder. Her crime being falling in love with a mortal shifter Alpha. To pay for her sins she was reborn as Cassandra LeBlanc; a mortal Princess in the magical Kingdom of Speldaria. Her family and kingdom, except her middle sister, shunned her for she was born without any magical abilities and she had no recollections of her true identity. Her betrothed, the powerful mage commander of the Speldaria, was unbothered by her. He wished for someone strong. Cassandra’s life was toppled when she was gifted a warrior slave by the mighty Alpha of Dusartine. She was asked to take part in the Yearly Arena Event by collaborating with the warrior. Cassandra who hated ‘The Arena’ with her very breath. A place where blood flowed like wine and life was cheaper than the very air they breathed didn't understand her purpose in it. On top of that, the mysterious warrior affected her in unimaginable ways. His hypnotic gaze unsettled her. His rare essence overwhelmed her. His muscular bronzed body consumed her with sinful thoughts. Even the dreams of her past life plagued her. When ‘The Arena' began the hidden agendas and underlying truths came to light and Cassandra was played a hand of fate. She was left with no choice but to give in and choose a path. The question would be. How will Cassandra grapple once she learns of the curse placed on her? Will she be able to obtain her magical abilities and stand up to her father? Who will help her along the journey? ~Excerpt~ Then she felt him, all of him. All his ruggedness. The strength of his arm. The softness of his lips. The grip of his hand. The warmth of his breath. Every muscle in her body went taut at the implications of sleeping in a man’s arms. She had never slept in a male’s embrace before. Her whole skin tingled like tiny sparks dancing on the very parts that connected with him. The crevices of her brain had these memories which weren't hers. This touch somehow didn't seem foreign to her. She felt safe in his soothing embrace and didn't wish to push him away and yet she knew this was far from appropriate. Cassandra tried to wriggle out of his hold, his arms seemed to be built from iron for they wouldn't budge. The light garment she had worn had lifted from her milky thigh baring it as his bronzed muscular one was draped on it. And now she could sense something poking her back. Her eyes suddenly expanded from the realisation and Cassandra fully panicked. “Let go!” She voiced out, heavily. Siroos slowly lifted his leg and slackened his hold on her waist so she could shuffle away. He had awakened when she had stiffened for the first time but wished to behold what she would try. With eyes blown wide she stole a glance towards the man who had her wrapped in his embrace like a precious treasure, his treasure. His molten gold eyes had flickered open and there was this softness and want with which he stared at her. Those soft brown curls cascaded over his eyes as he forgot to blink, watching the timeless beauty that she was. Her one-of-a-kind fragrance was a torture to his senses. How he wished to grab her dainty ankle, pull her from it and have her sprawled underneath him. To kiss the very skin that oozed such scent which was driving him insane. Instead, he bent his arm and placed it under his cheek using it like a pillow to watch her with desire-filled eyes. The awkward lull between them prolonged as Cassandra cleared her throat. “Did you have to climb on me to sleep?” “It wasn't intentional but was certainly enticing and definitely won't be the last time.” His deeply hypnotic voice was even more alluring this early in the morning as it resonated all around her. The book cover is mine.

The universe has always operated by a single, unwavering law: "Survival of the fittest." This fundamental rule governs everything, living or non-living. It was this very law that Alastor found himself entangled with. Awakening in a forest on planet Earth, in a forgotten corner of the universe, Alastor possessed no memories of his life before the age of four. Growing up, he quickly learned the brutal truth of this society: power was the currency of respect and longevity. Alastor clung to the hope of unraveling the mystery of his past. But his hopes were seemingly crushed when his bloodline ability manifested as [Speed]. It was an ability widely considered weak due to its inherent limitations, doing little to enhance his standing in this power-obsessed world. Just when his dream of uncovering his past began to flicker and fade, a glimmer of hope emerged. The pendant he wore, a constant presence he vaguely remembered from his earliest memories, suddenly flared to life. It was his only tangible connection to his past. And then, a bright blue screen materialized before his eyes. ----- [SYSTEM DETECTED. HOST COMPATIBILITY CONFIRMED.] [SYSTEM INITIATING BINDING SEQUENCE...]

Rose Kylie is a hardworking woman leading a seemingly normal life, praised for her dedication at work but haunted by loneliness. After a heartbreaking breakup, her life feels dull and directionless-until a friend recommends a mysterious virtual reality game, Love and Deep Space. Intrigued and desperate to escape her monotonous routine, Rose decides to try it. But what begins as a simple escape quickly turns into something far more dangerous. After encountering the enigmatic and alluring Sylus Eylus-a character with a sharp tongue, piercing silver-gray eyes, and an air of power-Rose finds herself pulled into a world she can't escape. The game flickers, her phone dies, and suddenly she's inside his world, a place where reality and fantasy blur, and secrets lie behind every corner. Sylus isn't just a character; he's the master of this realm, and he has chosen Rose for reasons he refuses to reveal. As Rose navigates shifting castles, perilous challenges, and a growing connection with Sylus, she realizes this is more than a game-it's a battle for her freedom, her heart, and the truth about why she was brought here. But Sylus is a man of secrets, and the line between ally and enemy becomes dangerously thin. Can Rose resist his magnetic charm long enough to find her way home, or will she discover that she doesn't want to leave at all? In a world where love is a game and danger is a constant, Rose must uncover her true self and decide if she's willing to trust the man who may hold her heart-and her destiny-in his hands. A spellbinding mix of romance, mystery, and fantasy, Love and Deep Space: Eylus will leave you breathless until the very last page.

The air was thick with smoke and the scent of blood, heavy enough to choke her as she clung to the shadows. She’d grown up within these walls, the stone corridors of her family’s stronghold, where she’d always been the quiet one, the unassuming Luminary, watching her kin wield their power over the wolves below with an iron fist. Tonight, the fortress shook under the force of rebellion. A war-cry echoed nearby, and she shivered, feeling the ground tremble as wolves overthrew the guards in waves, the very magic that had once bound them broken. The legends always said that the Luminaries were untouchable, but here they were—falling, one by one, as the stronghold became a grave. She ducked into an alcove, her back pressed against the cold stone, heart racing as her mind fought to make sense of the chaos. The Luminaries’ rule was absolute; they controlled everything and everyone with invisible threads of power. They were feared, revered—and yet, she knew what had been done in her family’s name. The iron discipline, the cold cruelty that had been deemed necessary, even just. But now, face to face with what that cruelty had cost, she felt a hollowness settle in her chest. A shadow appeared at the end of the hall. She stiffened, recognizing him immediately. He was the one from the old stories, the one who had somehow resisted the Luminaries’ control, a man of a bloodline immune to her family’s magic. His eyes, dark as midnight, swept the corridor before falling on her. In that moment, every instinct told her to run, but her body wouldn’t move, caught between dread and a strange sense of fate. He stopped before her, and his gaze bored into her, assessing, calculating. “So,” he said finally, voice cold. “This is where they hid the last of you.” She swallowed, lifting her chin. “I… I didn’t ask for any of this.” “Didn’t you?” His words were sharp, cutting through the chaos. “How convenient. That’s what they all say when they’re caught.” The accusation stung, but she kept her gaze steady. “Not everyone deserves to die.” His lips curled in a bitter smile. “Spoken like a true Luminary. Even now, you cling to the lies they fed you.” The weight of his anger was palpable, filling the air around them. She could feel his fury like a storm, a hatred so raw it burned her. And yet, as he glared at her, she saw a flicker of hesitation, a crack in the armor he wore so tightly. She didn’t know that, in her softness, she held a power she didn’t understand—a quiet magic, subtle but unyielding, that drew him in against his will. He closed the distance between them, his hand gripping her arm firmly. “The others will die,” he murmured, his tone edged with finality. “But you, you’re coming with me. You’re too dangerous to be left alive, but maybe you’re just valuable enough to be kept breathing.” Her heart hammered, the weight of his words settling over her as he pulled her forward, binding her fate to his, a captive of the very rebellion that had destroyed her family.

"Do you really not get it or you're just plain dumb? I said, we're married now, Mr Ricci. I'm not going anywhere and there's nothing you can do about it,"she spoke, a taunting smile on her face. He clenched his jaw, trying hard to not let his temper slip out of control. He leaned in close, a look of danger on his face but she didn't move. "You're serious about staying, aren't you?"something indescribable flickered in his eyes. "Three months,"he spoke, moving backwards. "Huh?"she frowned. "Three months is all it takes and you'll leave on your own,"he spoke confidently and she scoffed. "We'll see about that, Axolotl,"she jibed with a smirk. ★★★ Life as a doctor was everything for Adele. Saving lives, helping in solving health related cases, was the perfect escape from reality she needed. Her slightly perfect life took a sudden twist the moment her foster mother forced down a proposal on her. She was to get married to someone she knew nothing about, in her elder sister's stead. She had to succumb in order to save her career. As unfair as it was, she had to bow to their proposal. But then, she somehow came to realize she knew the supposed guy she's supposed to marry. They met once, overseas, and had hated each other since first glance. How on earth would they cope? He wasn't aware about the sudden change of bride, would he still want her with him when he realizes it's the only girl he's ever hated?

Elena Dusk has always been an outcast in her small, superstitious town. Born with a glowing mark etched into her skin, she’s been labeled cursed, feared, and ostracized by everyone around her. She’s learned to live in the shadows, keeping her secrets hidden while trying to survive the relentless whispers at school. But everything changes when a mysterious and darkly captivating new student, Kael, arrives in town—and he seems to know exactly what her mark means. Kael is no ordinary boy. Beneath his charming smile lies a chilling truth: he’s a demon, sent to claim her soul as part of an ancient pact. For centuries, Kael has been a loyal servant of the underworld, carrying out his orders without hesitation. But when he meets Elena, something shifts. Her light is unlike anything he’s ever encountered, awakening emotions he thought were lost forever—a flicker of humanity that threatens to unravel his mission. As Kael and Elena’s fates become intertwined, they uncover a terrifying truth: her mark is the key to an ancient prophecy that could either seal the gates of the underworld forever or unleash chaos upon the world. With dark forces closing in and the clock ticking, Kael must make an impossible choice—betray his masters to protect Elena, or fulfill his duty and destroy the one person who makes him feel alive. Caught between the pull of their forbidden bond and the weight of their destinies, Elena and Kael must decide where their loyalties lie. Can love defy fate? Or will the darkness claim them both in the end? This is a thrilling tale of love, betrayal, and the fight to rewrite destiny in the face of impossible odds.

"Wu Long, the God of Pleasure, has fallen as he failed to breakthrough." This news have shocked all of the Seven Boundless Worlds. Meanwhile, a sixteen-year-old disciple of a dual cultivation sect was startled awake from a coma, and after some moments of calming down and gathering his thoughts, a dangerous light flickered deep in his eyes: "Jun Shaoshan, I will climb back to the top and make you pay for everything, no one has ever been safe after offending me, Wu Long!" -------------- Dual cultivation is a method of cultivation that can be seen described in a lot of cultivation novels where a man and a woman cultivates together by having sex. -------------- ***DIscord Link: https://discord.gg/JfSRtJVXTd The Image on the cover is AI-generated with some minor adjustments and text editing done over it. Please check the auxiliary chapter with Frequently Asked Questions since there may be some answers to the questions you might want to ask. If you want to ask questions regarding the novel before reading you can do so in the comment section of the said auxiliary chapter. If you have posted a review and it is not appearing on the novel page and not changing the novel score, it may have stuck in the system (happened in the past and occasionally happening now). Please comment under the FAQ auxiliary chapter mentioned above if you notice this happen. I can usually contact support in daytime on weekdays and the problem is fixed within days and the 'stuck' reviews appear on the page. Thank you XD -------------- ***The explicit chapters will be marked in the chapter name after the chapter number as (R18) and will contain no crucial plot, only explicit scene, so if you want to read it as a novel without explicit scenes you absolutely can by just skipping the explicit chapters. Though as a disclaimer: dual cultivation IS the theme of the novel so there will still be some provocative or slightly explicit content in the normal chapters, but not full-on long explicit scenes. ***Since it seems that there are a lot of people that are very particular about what they want I will put here some of the things to expect so that it is easier for people to decide if they want to read this or not: - NO yaoi, NO yuri, NO incest ; - NO rape ( it may be mentioned, but only as a thing that exists, not in relation to any particular character ); - MC's heroines will NEVER cheat on him; - MC's heroines will NOT ALWAYS have V cards (but there will be a lot of them who do); These are all non-negotiable so if you cannot tolerate a novel that adheres to any of the above sentences you should probably skip this one. !!! WARNING (ADVERTISEMENT) there will be MILFs. XD

Amidst the eerie silence of an unfamiliar hall, a cacophony of confused voices rose, mingling in a chorus of bewilderment. "Where are we?" "What happened?" "I thought I died!" Each utterance hung in the air, a testament to the collective disbelief gripping the room. As the haze of confusion lifted, disjointed memories surfaced, fragments of lives cut short by tragedy. "I remember... I was stabbed..." ventured one voice, echoed by another's affirmation of a similar fate. "I... I died in a plane crash," muttered a third, only to be met with a stunned agreement from a fellow survivor. Amidst the chaos of bewildered voices, one man stood apart, his expression a mask of contemplation amidst the turmoil. As his companions recounted their brushes with death, his mind churned with questions, each more confounding than the last. "I got shot... I remember it vividly," he murmured to himself, his voice barely audible above the din. "So how am I still here?" The enigma of their shared resurrection gnawed at him, compelling him to seek answers in the depths of his memories. With each revelation of a paired demise—a male and female, bound by the same tragic fate—a flicker of recognition ignited within him. "This... this seems familiar," he mused, the pieces of a puzzle slowly coalescing in his mind. But the picture remained incomplete, obscured by the fog of uncertainty that shrouded their surroundings. As the words "pairs, pairs, pairs" echoed in his mind like a cryptic mantra, a sudden realization struck him with the force of a revelation. "It can't be... don't tell me..." he whispered, his voice trembling with disbelief. With a sense of urgency, he began to scan his surroundings, searching for any sign or clue that could confirm his suspicions. Then, as if guided by an unseen force, his gaze shifted upwards, and there, bathed in an ethereal light, stood an angelic figure with golden apparel, its gaze fixed upon him with a warm smile. The sight took his breath away, filling him with a mixture of awe and trepidation. The man's heart raced as faced a real angel, his mind struggling to comprehend the surreal encounter unfolding before him. The angel's words, spoken with an air of amusement, only deepened the enigma shrouding their meeting. "I never expected anyone to notice me," the angel remarked, a hint of playfulness in its voice. "I was concealing my presence to let everyone fully calm down, but to think someone noticed me. Just who are you?" Ethan's disbelief and confusion intensified at the angel's question. "Eh... Ethan Rivers," he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. As Aurelia, the angel, finally revealed himself to the bewildered assembly, a hush fell over the room, each soul drawn in by his radiant presence and commanding aura. Ethan's gaze lingered on Aurelia. "Greetings, lost souls," Aurelia declared, his voice resonating with a majestic power that seemed to fill the very air around them. "I am Aurelia, and I shall be your guide to your new life." As Aurelia extended his arms in a gesture of welcome, Ethan felt a surge of rage and hesitation, "This it bad, really bad."

Beneath Secrets and Scandalous Pain When a one-night stand with a CEO results in pregnancy, a reluctant marriage binds two strangers together, but as tackle scandals, conflicts, and their own demons, they discover a love that heals their deepest wounds. ** "Why didn't you tell me?" He asked her as he began the ride to his house. "You had your men drag me out, remember?" She laughed and closed her eyes, the soft curve of her smile a stark contrast to the tension between them. Leo stared at her, his gaze lingering for a moment before he looked away, his expression unyielding. Nothing can make him fall in love with her. "Did you understand my terms?" he asked, his voice low and detached. "My lawyer will arrive soon, but first, I need you to understand." Abi's eyes fluttered open, her gaze meeting Leo's in the rearview mirror. "You told me that we are going to be married because of our scandal and the baby," she began, her voice even. "We are free to be in other relationships. We are not going to share any slightest form of intimacy, and we would go our separate ways when the baby is born. And, of course, I'll still have access to the baby." A small smile settled on his face, approval flickering in his eyes. "Seems like you're not that useless. You're a little smart." Abi's smile grew, a spark of pride igniting in her voice. "I was the most brilliant kid in my class. I had a GPA of 4.7 when I was graduating." Leo's smirk was lightning-fast. "That's so low. I would have graduated with a 10.0, but unfortunately, I was still the highest with a 5.0 in my department. You may go back to school to match my score."

Orphaned Alex, a young man with a past shrouded in complete mystery – not even a whisper of family memory – stumbles upon truth as shocking as it is burdensome: he's the last scion of Eldoria, heir to a throne steeped in a truly ghastly curse. Imagine, if you will, the weight of that revelation – a kingdom in ruins echoing in his mind's eye, a legacy of darkness clinging to him like a second skin. He’s not just any prince; he’s the last hope, a flickering candle in a storm. Lord Marcellus, a viper in human clothing, currently holds the reins of power in Eldoria. Ruthless and ambitious, he'll stop at nothing to keep Alex from claiming his birthright, pursuing him with the relentless fervor of a bloodhound on a scent. Alex's escape becomes a desperate flight across treacherous landscapes, a perilous odyssey alongside a motley crew of companions, each with their skeletons rattling in their closets – their own carefully guarded secrets. Guiding him, a spectral whisper in the wind, is the spirit of his mother, Queen Elara. She's a constant, ethereal presence, offering cryptic guidance through the maelstrom. And then there's Raven, an enigmatic thief whose skills prove invaluable, a shadowy figure who adds an intriguing layer of complexity to the already tangled narrative. Their unlikely alliance is forged in the crucible of shared danger, a testament to the strange bonds that can bloom in the face of adversity. But the path to reclaiming his throne isn't merely a physical journey; it's a descent into a family history as dark and twisted as any gothic novel. To break the curse that has blighted his lineage for generations, Alex must confront the vengeful specter of a sorcerer betrayed, a malevolent entity whose rage echoes through the ages. Unraveling the truth about his ancestors, peeling back layer after layer of deceit and treachery, will be a harrowing experience, testing his very soul. The journey is fraught with peril; loyalty is tested, betrayals sting like scorpion bites, and sacrifices must be made. Will Alex succumb to the throne's insidious power, becoming another pawn in the cycle of vengeance? Or can he transcend the darkness, forge his path, and finally break free from the suffocating grip of his family's cursed legacy? "Legacy of the Lost Throne" isn't just a fantasy adventure; it’s a poignant exploration of identity, redemption, and the enduring struggle to escape the long shadow of the past. It's a story that will stay with you long after you turn the final page, a tale as captivating as it is unsettling.

Once a timid bookworm, I set out on a quest to gather rare plants for a living. But fate had other plans, and I met my end in a most embarrassing way—dozing off in a hot spring! My life force was snatched away and transformed into a dungeon core. With my newfound powers, I realized I could craft a dungeon that revolved around the very hot springs that had claimed me. In the midst of confused depression I encountered a wandering wisp, its flickering light igniting my adventurous spirit. She had been cast out by her siblings for her low heat abilities, left to drift without a home. Together, we forged a bond, determined to rise from our humble beginnings. With grit and determination, we set out to grow our dungeon, honing our skills and expanding our power, ready to take on whatever challenges lay ahead!

**Edric Zander*** She had a smell, something so unfamiliar yet felt like home, something that provoked my instinct and made me want to possess her body, mind and soul, a vibrant, intoxicating smell... something out of this world. She captivated my eyes the moment I spotted her. Her mysterious presence was what I noticed first, then… her eyes, her fear, her hands, her curves... Everything was so captivating. The more I looked at her, the more I longed to lure her into my web and trap her. Watch her flicker, trying to fly helplessly, but slowly she would learn that it was too late. She couldn't ever escape me. I will be her home, and she will be mine. ~~ She was in the enemy's kingdom in pure disguise. No one knew that she was a witch. They were supposed to kill each other, a witch and, a vampire could never be anything but enemies or so they say. But fate had other plans. What would he do after he finds out she is the one who he hated all his life? Will he kill like he was supposed to? Or will he never find that fact?

For millennia, humanity has pondered the mysteries of the soul. Is it a wisp of energy carrying our essence, or merely a byproduct of the brain's intricate machinery? Does it persist beyond the veil of death, or does it extinguish like a spent candle? In an unexpected twist of fate, it appeared the answers to these profound questions possibly could be provided by a very unique story belonging to a man whose fate is very interesting itself. Originally, he was a famous gangster by trade where he had carved his path through violence and fear.Yet, in a surprising turn, he found himself sacrificing his life to protect someone he loved and cared dearly, With a wry smile playing on his lips, he met the gazes of his former underlings and fought with all his might until he lay dying in the grimy alleyway. Despite the darkness that had shrouded his life, there was a flicker of peace – the comfort of choosing love over the ruthless world he belonged to. As darkness finally claimed him, he expected oblivion or hell at the very least as his final rest but as the owner of an interesting fate, itself seemed, had other plans for him.

Taehyung had always been a ghost in his village—hidden in the shadows, a boy condemned to loneliness by whispers of secrets too heavy to carry. Every glance he met was filled with suspicion, every interaction tinged with fear. He never understood why until his father, broken and bloodied on his deathbed, revealed the truth that would shatter the fragile cage of his life. Taehyung was cursed. He bore a gift so rare, so feared, it could bring entire kingdoms to ruin—the power to command the monsters that haunted humanity's darkest dreams. His family had buried this truth, locking him away like a prisoner, not to protect him, but to protect the world from him. All his life, he had lived in isolation, suffocating beneath the weight of a destiny he never chose. But fate is merciless. The night the beast came was supposed to be like any other—a quiet evening under a silver moon. Instead, it became a nightmare that would forever stain his soul. The monster tore through the village with relentless fury, its claws drenched in the blood of those Taehyung loved. His father, his mother, every voice that had once spoken his name—all silenced by the beast’s deafening roar. When the dawn broke, it brought no solace. Ash choked the air, the bodies of the villagers lay scattered like discarded dolls, and Taehyung stood alone among the ruins of his shattered life. The silence was deafening. Grief swallowed him whole, a tidal wave of despair that left him gasping for breath. And yet, from the depths of his agony, a vow was born. He would hunt the creature that had stolen his family, his home, his world. But vengeance wasn’t enough. Taehyung swore to defy the fate that had cursed him to a life of fear and solitude. He would rise from the ashes, not as a victim, but as a master—a Beast Master. Yet, grief has a way of twisting even the purest intentions. As he ventures into a cruel and broken world, Taehyung finds himself hunted—not just by the monsters that lurk in the shadows, but by humans who covet his power. Kings, mercenaries, and factions would stop at nothing to claim him as their pawn. And as whispers of his gift spread, he begins to question whether he is a savior—or the very thing he has sworn to destroy. The Beast Master's Vow is a haunting tale of loss and vengeance, where sorrow is a constant companion, and hope flickers like a dying ember. As Taehyung battles the darkness within and without, readers will be drawn into a world painted in ash and blood, where even the brightest victories are shadowed by the deepest despair. Prepare to cry, to rage, to mourn with Taehyung, and to question whether the line between hero and monster was ever there at all.

So, let’s recap. I’m in the Naruto world, with a name that isn’t my own and a severely nerfed version of the Gamer ability. Is that it? Am I missing anything?’ I racked my brain, trying to recall any other advantages or hidden quirks that might aid me. ‘Oh, right. Inventory.’ With a flicker of hope, I opened the feature—only for disappointment to wash over me like a cold wave.

Vincent Strider was a gun for hire who made a living by killing whoever it was his clients wanted dead. But during one mission, he died in a fierce gunfight. However, death was not the end for him. Vincent found himself reincarnated in another world, facing a floating interface that flickered before his eyes. [Synchronizing Host!] [Military System initializing.] Vincent found out that in this system he received, he can summon soldiers, tanks, aircrafts, and even warships! This is going to be exhilarating.

"No, i want to stay!" Melody demanded. I flickered my mana stronger, "this leaves me no choice Melody." Tear runs across my cheeks. "I love you. But you don't belong here." . . . . . . . . Melody one day woke up in another world. A world full of extraordinary creatures. She finds herself stuck inside an old caslte. Her company was only a dragon and a mysterious demon. This Demon's stone cold heart melted by Melody's presence. She wants to know more about this demon. A sudden war then occurred, they discovered things they shouldn't have. Will they overcome and survive?