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Facing extinction, humanity seeks salvation in the Astral Verge, a dangerous dimension accessed via portals that threatened to wipe out the entire planet. Few years later, aspiring recruit Daniel Vance enters the Verge for his final assessment, hoping to Awaken a Talent and secure his future. While others gain common abilities, Daniel secretly Awakens the mythical SSS-Grade Talent: [Soul Assimilation]. This allows him to absorb essence, enhancing gear, gaining stats and EXP from slain creatures, and crucially, absorbing attributes and skills from fallen Awakened. Witnessing the swift death of the arrogant Jaxon Rex, Daniel makes a grim choice: he assimilates Jaxon, gaining his first skill, [Kinetic Pulse]. This sets his path: scavenging the aftermath of others’ battles. He enhances gear and, after achieving his first kill on an injured beast, waits patiently to assimilate two more fallen recruits, acquiring [Quick Step] and the invaluable passive [Aura Sense]. Starting as average, Daniel rapidly gains power in secret, enhanced gear, multiple skills, and boosted stats , far exceeding his peers while remaining outwardly unremarkable. He navigates the lethal Verge alone, using its inherent dangers to fuel his growth, wrestling with the moral cost of his unique, overwhelming power.

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

Pain. That's all I could process at first. Not the "stubbed my toe" kind of pain, but the "someone used my body as a punching bag" variety. Every nerve screamed in protest as consciousness dragged me back from wherever I'd been floating. 'Where the hell am I?' My eyes wouldn't open properly. Everything felt wrong - the air smelled different, tasted metallic on my tongue. The surface beneath me wasn't a hospital bed. Too hard. Too rough. "He's waking up." A woman's voice, soft but strange. Accented in a way I couldn't place. "Finally. Three days is a long time, even for sky-people." Another voice, older, male. 'Sky-people?' I forced my eyes open and immediately wished I hadn't. The woman leaning over me had gray skin. Not sick-gray, but actually gray, like stone. Glowing white tattoos traced patterns across her face and arms, pulsing gently with her heartbeat.

In a world shattered by a devastating meteor shower, nature has turned hostile. The skies bled strange lights, wild life mutated into horrors, and humanity awakened to supernatural powers in a desperate bid for survival. Cities became fortresses, and the awakened, powerful humans were the military might of every nation. But not everyone was gifted. Riven, an F-ranked Awakened, is a Cleaner — the lowest rung on the ladder. His job? Scrape up monster guts, salvage what’s valuable, and stay out of the way. His life is simple, thankless, and dangerous in the shadows of real heroes. That is, until the day he cuts open the corpse of a grotesque chitinous behemoth… and finds a strange cocoon pulsing with life. One thing led to another it later hatched because of his blood. And she stepped out. And let's say she ended up making him a monster... and a father... A father of a massive colony.

In the mighty Longhua Empire, where power determines everything and the weak are trampled underfoot, fifteen-year-old Ling Qianxue lives as the last daughter of a once-glorious ducal house now fallen to ruin. For three hundred years, the Ling family has failed to produce a single cultivator. Mocked by rivals, extorted by thugs, and stripped of their dignity, they survive on memories of past glory and the stubborn pride that refuses to let them bow. But Qianxue harbors a secret that could change everything—a crimson jade pendant left by her mysterious mother, warm to the touch and pulsing with hidden power. When assassins strike on a moonless night, when her beloved aunt falls protecting her, when all seems lost... the pendant awakens. Fire erupts. Phoenix cries pierce the heavens. Nine Heavenly Tribulations descend. In one earth-shattering moment, Qianxue transforms from a powerless noble girl into the bearer of the legendary Phoenix Bloodline—a power thought extinct for a thousand years. But with great power comes terrible danger. The mysterious Phoenix Hunter Organization emerges from the shadows, determined to capture the last of the phoenix blood. Saved by the enigmatic Grandmaster Mo Qianji, Qianxue enters Tiandu Academy, the empire's most prestigious cultivation school. Here, she must navigate a world of ruthless competition, where strength rules supreme and the weak are devoured. Hidden enemies lurk in every corner, and the secret of her mother's identity holds the key to a conspiracy that spans centuries. With only her loyal childhood protector Xiao Hanye by her side—a boy with no cultivation talent but a will of iron—Qianxue must master her newfound powers while concealing her true strength. Every friend could be a spy. Every challenge could be a trap. Every moment brings her closer to the truth about why the Phoenix Clan vanished... and why she might be the last hope for their return. But in a world where revealing too much means death, and trusting the wrong person could doom everyone she loves, how can a fallen noble's daughter rise to reclaim her destiny? The phoenix must burn before it can soar. Her legend begins with a single spark.

She woke up with no name, no memories—only 108 tattoos etched across her skin, each one pulsing with secrets she doesn’t understand. Every mark is a clue. Every line, a lie. Hunted by shadowy organizations and haunted by flashes of a life she doesn’t remember, she’s forced to trust a man whose name was written on the back of a photo: Agent Marlow. But even he doesn’t know the full truth—because she might not be human at all. Who created her? Why was she erased? And what happens when every tattoo unlocks a new power… or a buried sin? In a world where reality is paper-thin and identities can be rewritten, she must fight to uncover the chilling answer to the question that terrifies her most: If she was never real… then what is she now?

Year 2035. A groundbreaking game—"Glory Lords: Arcane War"—takes the world by storm. With cutting-edge VR immersion, players can feel the pulse of magic, the tremors of battle, and the weight of every decision. But more than just a game, it becomes the ultimate stage for global esports. Elite teams rise, billion-dollar prize pools emerge, and the entire world is swept into the frenzy. But for Ethan Parker, this isn’t just a game. It’s a gamble with fate itself. Las Vegas. Midnight. A secret high-stakes game. On the table lies the world’s only Legendary-tier artifact—the Stone of Glory. Its value? Far beyond a billion dollars. Because hidden within it is a secret—one that can rewrite the very rules of reality. Ethan bets everything. And loses. In that moment, he doesn’t just lose the artifact—he loses his future. Then, the world changes. The game and reality merge. Earth is no longer the world it once was. Society collapses, replaced by a brutal new order where a person’s rank in "Glory Lords: Arcane War" determines their status in real life. The strongest players become kings. The weakest? Slaves. And the one who won the Stone of Glory—Griffin Musk—rises to absolute power, ruling over this new world as its supreme leader. As for Ethan? Once the #1 player in the world, he loses everything—his account, his status, his freedom. Reduced to the lowest class, he suffers, tortured until his final breath. But now—he’s back. Reborn with the memories of his past life, he returns to the moment it all began. This time, he wins the gamble. This time, he won’t let the world fall into Griffin’s hands. But fate has more in store for him… When he logs into the game, he realizes something is off. Not only is he the first player in the world to own private territory, but he also acquires something unheard of—the only Legendary-tier unit in existence: the Green Dragon. And then—something even more shocking. These two Green Dragons aren’t just powerful units. They’re heroes. With growth potential and combat abilities surpassing even top-tier players, they have the power to change the course of the entire game. At that moment, Ethan knows—his path to the top has begun. But the real world isn’t done with him yet. Governments, military forces, corporate giants, secret organizations—and even Griffin himself—are now watching his every move. This time, it’s not just about revenge. This time, he’s taking control of the future. The war of heroes has only just begun…

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT I was eight when my world burned. My family was slaughtered; my home was reduced to ash. And the ones responsible? Gone. All they left behind was a black bandana embroidered with a nightshade thorn—a symbol of death. For ten years, I trained in the shadows. I became a weapon. Now, my hunt leads me to Prestige Supernatural Academy (PSA), the most elite werewolf school in the world—a place ruled by four Alpha heirs with too much power, arrogance, and dark desires. The night I arrive, I cross paths with Dristan, Kai, and Axel—heirs to the East, North, and West Alpha Kings. Arrogant. Vicious. Gods among wolves. They see me as nothing. A weak, powerless stray. They humiliate me, taunt me, overpower me— making me want to rip them apart. So, I make a vow: I’ll destroy them before they ever get the chance to destroy me. Then, on the eve of my 18th birthday, the Blood Moon rises. My wolf awakens. My power surges. And fate? That cruel, twisted bitch shackles me to all three of them. Mates. I want to reject them. I burn for them instead. And when I meet Xade, the wicked, silver-tongued heir to the Middle Belt Alpha King, the final bond snaps into place. Four possessive, dominant, and dangerously irresistible alphas. One vengeful, unbreakable wolf. And a deadly secret tying them to my past. Loving them could destroy me. Hating them could kill me. But in the end… who will ruin whom? And, fuck—why does my traitorous body want all four of them to do it? *************** “Say it.” Dristan’s voice was smooth and controlled in a way that promised devastation underneath. I swallowed hard, my pulse hammering as he cornered me against the desk. Kai was behind me, his warmth pressing into my back, his breath teasing my neck. Axel leaned in, lips curved in a sinful smirk, his hazel green eyes dark with amusement. “Say it, sweetheart. Say you don’t want us and we’ll let you be—maybe.” I clenched my fists. I wanted to tell them to fuck off—but my traitorous body? It was already betraying me.  My skin burned. My heart raced. My thighs clenched against the insufferable ache they caused just by existing. I lifted my chin, ignoring the heat curling low in my stomach. “I don’t—” “Liar.” The single word came from Xade, who had been silent until now. He was sitting in the professor’s chair, his crystal blue eyes burning into mine. He didn’t have to touch me. His voice alone was enough to undo me. He smirked, tilting his head. “You can fight it all you want, little wolf. But we can smell it.” Axel’s fingers traced the pulse at my throat. “Your heart’s pounding.” Kai’s lips brushed my ear. “Your body’s betraying you, love.” Dristan exhaled slowly, his gaze locked onto mine like a predator savouring its prey. “Your scent doesn’t lie, mate.” Fuck. My entire body was on fire. My legs trembled. My wolf purred in my head, eager to submit. I wouldn’t. I couldn’t. So, I did the only thing I could—I shoved Axel back, spun around, and tried to escape. I didn’t make it. Kai grabbed my wrist, yanking me back into his chest. I gasped, my palms slamming against his rock-solid torso. His golden eyes burned into mine. “Where do you think you’re going?” Axel was behind me now, his fingers sliding under my jaw, forcing my head up. “We’re not done with you, sweetheart.” Dristan smirked. “Not even close, mate.” "We're just getting started," Xade drawled. I was trapped. Caged. And the worst part? I didn’t want to run. ***************** Disclaimer: Cover mine, kindly do not use or replicate. Instagram: Baevidaa Join me on Discord: https://discord.gg/68t5Pv3Gmn BaeVida#7176

In a single flash of light, four students are torn from their ordinary lives in Tokyo and cast into a realm where kingdoms are falling, monsters rise from the shadows, and magic pulses through every breath of air. Declared the “chosen heroes,” they are forced to train, fight, and survive in a world that demands more than strength—it demands sacrifice. But the deeper they go, the more they realize: not everything is as it seems. Behind the promise of destiny lies something darker. As friendships are tested, and truths begin to unravel, each step forward reveals more of the eclipse looming over them all—one that doesn’t just threaten the world… but the people they’re becoming.

Sold by her father, Bella short for Arabella, was forced to live a life as a slave that would entertain the guests of the castle. The job of slaves were merely to be humiliated and to have as feast once they became a boring creature toward the guests. Arabella with her fierce attitude had only caused more trouble than good, although that helped her from being feasted by the vampires until her body dried up, the vampires also enjoy in harming her, toying with her, hoping to see that one day she would break. However she had caught the wrong attention by those crimson gaze, eventually being the toy of the one and only Mad Crown Prince of Versailles. Eventually this interest only cause her to be more tangled by the twisted and thorny battle for the Throne. Will eventually Bella concede and accept the Mad crown prince? Or will she finally succeed in running away from his grasp. Why her? *** excerpt*** Arabella felt her wrists stung as the shackle around her wrist jingled from the sudden pull. She then met with the icy red eyes that brood down upon her appearance, drinking into every inch of her figure as if he was studying her, even to how those breaths escaped her lips. "I thought we had bonded over the days we have spent together, Bella," he sang, his bright scarlet eyes betraying the singing tone he had used as it had grown so dark and filled with anger. "Yet you left so quickly as soon as I opened the castle gate." Bella gritted her teeth, her eyes glaring at him as she defiantly shook his hand off her face, "I can remind you if you have forgotten it, Your Majesty, I am kept here against my wish." Cassius' smile faded as he stared at her. The sudden pin-drop silence filled her nerves with tension as she found his smileless face the most terrifying sight. She had always known his fearsome side however, it felt scarier tonight. Bella tried to endure how loud her heart had raced against her chest, gathering her breaths together even though it remained shallow in his presence. "So cold," he muttered, his tone trying to tease her, but she could see the raw anger crossing his eyes. "You cannot run from me. Not after what we've done. Not after what you promised." Her heart faltered. She wasn't supposed to stay in this castle; she knew that the royal palace was filled with those vampire monsters who would kill for their desire, simply to have fun. She knew she should never give her heart to any of these monsters, and she had once believed she would never. But that was until Cassius came. She had made that promise because her heart had betrayed her, and she wished that she had never uttered that promise. Promises she had made to him on the call of love. Yet deep within her, a part of her still crave for him. "You're not the first one I have broken my promises with," she gritted her teeth and looked up at him, "I broke my promise the way you broke yours first, isn't it fair?" "Fair? Then was everything a lie, Arabella?" he murmured, his hands cupping her face, forcing her to meet his eyes. "You were mine the moment you entered my castle. And you will be mine until the very end." She gulped as his eyes shone underneath the moonlight, his gaze unforgiving over her, exposing his wild hunger. Her breath caught, her pulse quickening. "A human and a vampire should have never stayed together. They were all right." "I don't care," he spoke through his clenched jaw. "You're going to remain here by my side forever."

In the grimy Black Hound Tavern, disgraced hunter Kael Veymar drowns his failures in ale, his father’s shattered crest a noose around his neck. When a Fallen beast attacks him—spewing acid and cryptic threats about the Harbinger—he’s saved by Lyria, a rogue huntress with a deadly smile and a glowing amulet: the Fractalis, stolen by Kael’s father. Their reunion is cut short by Dren, Kael’s former brother-in-arms, who slit Garrik’s throat for the Guild. After a vicious alley fight, Lyria helps Kael escape, but not before a Fallen’s ooze sears his flesh, leaving veins of corruption that **pulse with the Harbinger’s voice. Seeking answers, they flee to Ms. Miller, an old ally who gifts Kael a sword and a warning: "Find Torin. The skulls will whistle your name." But the Guild is closing in. At Celestis Rise Dren is humiliated for his failure, while the Dozen Vanguards receive a bone-chilling letter—its author dead, its ink fresh. The stakes sharpen: - The Fractalis is not what it seems. - And Garrik Veymar’s shadow stretches long from the grave. Now, Kael and Lyria ride toward Godsgrave, where Hunter blades go to die—and where the Harbinger’s eclipse waits to rise. join the books' discord server https://discord.gg/8aRszmmbwf

Lilith was born with forbidden magic, a power feared and condemned in her village. She hid it for years, but when her secret is exposed, she is betrayed by her family and sentenced to burn. Just as the flames rise, Prince Hades of Valyron known as the "Shadow of Death" saves her, driven by curiosity. Hades, cursed for over three centuries, hides his torment behind cruelty. As Lilith sees past his darkness and vows to help him break the curse, their bond deepens into something undeniable. But in a world where magic is both a gift and a curse, will her light free him, or will their love lead to their destruction? EXCERPT Lilith barely breathed as Hades emerged from the shadows of her chamber, his presence wrapping around her like night itself. She should move. She should run. But she didn’t want to. He reached for her, his fingers trailing along her bottom lip—slow, deliberate. She shivered, not from fear, but from him. Lilith swallowed, her pulse a traitorous drumbeat. “Please… let me touch you, Hades.” A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips, but there was no humor in it. “Dangerous little thing.” His thumb lingered at the corner of her mouth, as if memorizing its shape. He whispered, tilting her chin up as his lips hovered near hers—so close she could feel his breath. “You will destroy me, little witch,” he murmured, his voice thick with something raw. “And yet… I can’t let you go.” His gaze burned into hers as he added, “I would let you drag me to hell if that’s what you desired.”

Lilac has lived a life of suffering. From being forced to disguise himself as a girl to survive, to being labeled cursed after failing to awaken his heavenly gifts that everyone else could, he is shunned by all. To add salt to his wound, before he turns 18, his father vanishes, and his uncle seizes the throne that should've rightfully been Lilac's as the eldest son. Before Lilac could successfully flee, he is caught and traded to the monsters beyond the kingdom—beasts so feared that no one who sees them returns. But instead of death, Lilac is claimed by Sloan. Born cursed, Sloan is a prince of the Enwulves, an extinct hybrid wolf species. Even though he is a prince, he has lived life as an outcast due to his curse that causes him to forcibly transform every full moon, thus losing his humanity. His life has been mapped out for him, but when he finds Lilac—battered, freezing, and terrified—something shifts. For the first time, his rage stills. It was just a glimpse, a scent, a tiny whimper of fright. And that was it. Humans are meant to be slaves. Enwulves are forbidden from claiming them. Keeping Lilac means war. But Sloan has never followed rules, and Lilac has never belonged—until now. ~~~ | ~~~ “Are you afraid of me, little human?” Sloan husked out, cold lips grazing my bleeding fingers before his lips parted slightly to release hot breath over them. I trembled, rooted in the spot with fright and unable to breathe. Was this a trick question? Of course I’m afraid of him! Everyone is! Who wouldn’t be? Slaves are never supposed to be in his presence, except they suddenly desire a quick demise. Am I supposed to respond honestly or lie? When cold lips closed around my finger, I gasped in shock, a rush of fright and dread engulfing me. He was gonna bite off my finger right now, wasn’t he? Just because my stupid brain couldn’t come up with a response? The rumors said he was a heartless psychopath, but I didn’t think it was actually true! However, a hot tongue swiped over my fingertips and I sucked in a sharp breath, exhaling shakily while my chest expanded and my brain tried to figure out what was happening, and why my fingers weren't bitten off yet— or why I’m still breathing in his presence. Next, cold, long fingers wrapped around my wrist and my hand was being tugged upward, then a nose was digging into my pulse point, and I almost fainted when cold lips dragged over the sensitive skin there. The sound of a deep inhale filled up my ear next. “Fuck. You smell so good.” Oh heavens. This was worse than I thought. Instead of killing me, was he planning to… eat me… literally???! What the fuck? *** R18+! Cover not mine!

In the kingdom of Avareth, power is not taken — it is revealed. When the Stillbinding Ceremony calls the worthy, they are sent to the mountain strongholds to undergo the Trine Awakening, where each is granted an Etherpath: a unique manifestation of their identity across three forms — Flow, Pulse, and Mark. Brothers Sayan and Zavian Vale, born of the Vale bloodline, are chosen. Sayan inherits the Tesseract Path, entwined with gravity, space, and geometric abstraction. Zavian awakens the Mindweaver Path, a power tied to thought, perception, and the mind. Their journey begins in the northern bastion of the Aetherguard, where initiates train under elite Sentry instructors before being assigned to Path Mentors. As the mountains echo with ancient silence, and Etherpaths reveal more than just power, the whispers of Avareth grow louder. And not all who listen emerge unchanged.

Five years ago, Anastasia Laurent broke his heart. To her, their college romance was just a careless game—toying with a love she never took seriously. To Dante Alexander Montgomery, it was the ultimate betrayal. Now, he’s back. No longer the lovesick senior she abandoned—but a ruthless billionaire who owns half the city. When Anastasia’s best friend begs her to go on a blind date in her place and ruin it, she agrees—after all, how bad could it be? Bad. Very bad. Because her date? Dante. And he’s not just here to rekindle old flames. He’s here to destroy her. Before she can run, Dante traps her in a deal she never saw coming: Marriage. Publicly, they’ll be the perfect billionaire power couple. Privately? He’ll make her regret the day she walked away. But as the lines between revenge and obsession blur, Anastasia realizes one thing— She thought she was done with Dante. But Dante was never done with her. --- Excerpt "You think you can run from me again, Anastasia?” Dante's voice was calm, but the storm in his eyes told another story. She backed into the wall, pulse racing as he stalked closer, his towering frame cutting off every escape route. “I-I’m not—” she stammered. His fingers tilted her chin, forcing her to meet his cold gaze. “You didn’t just break my heart,” he murmured darkly. “You shattered it. And now? Now, you’ll pay for it.” Her breath hitched. “Congratulations, Anastasia,” he whispered, leaning in until his lips brushed her ear. “You just became my wife.”

Rex was just another slave in the corporate machine, a faceless office worker under the shadow of one of the galaxy's powerful megacorps. His life was predictable and dull, an endless cycle of meaningless reports and fluorescent-lit monotony. That was, until that day.... When a new world was discovered on the outskirts of the galaxy, Rex, like countless other low-ranking employees, found himself dragged into a contract clause he’d barely skimmed years ago. The megacorp ordered him and his coworkers to pack their lives into a transport pod and leave for the unexplored planet. Their mission? Establish a colony. Mine resources. Make the company richer. There was no choice, refusing meant ruin. At first, everything seemed manageable. The days were grueling, the nights cold, but progress was steady. The colony was coming to life. Until the excavation team struck something. No one knew what it was at first, a buried hive, a forgotten ecosystem, or something ancient and dangerous. Whatever it was, it unleashed hell. Swarms of enormous, chittering creatures erupted from the ground, their jagged bodies blotting out the sky. The colony fell into chaos. Screams echoed through the air as the bugs tore through everything in their path, walls, machines, and people. Rex barely survived. Bloodied, broken, and pinned beneath the rubble, he should have died there. But in the pitch-black silence of his fading consciousness, a voice spoke to him. Cold. Mechanical. Otherworldly. "Do you wish to live?" When Rex woke, he was no longer the man he’d been. His body was no longer human flesh and bone but something far more alien. His skin shimmered with living metal, his mind infused with the power of Cleo, a mysterious AI from a long-extinct, robotic race known as the Kaelzars. Cleo’s presence pulsed through his thoughts, guiding him and transforming him. He wasn’t just alive. He was reborn. But survival came at a price. Rex was no longer a pawn of the megacorp; he was something more dangerous, something they couldn’t control. As Cleo’s intentions began to reveal themselves, Rex found himself standing on the precipice of war, not just with the bugs but with forces far greater than he could have imagined. This was the beginning of a journey through blood-soaked battlefields and treacherous alliances. Along the way, Rex would encounter allies, brilliant, flawed, and unpredictable, and enemies whose ambitions were as sharp as their blades. These weren’t disposable foes, easily crushed by an overpowered hero. They were cunning, relentless, and human in the most terrifying ways. But then again, in war, who can truly be called a villain? New chapters every day at: [2 A.M GMT+8 Time!]

When a mysterious pulse tears through the sky, the world changes forever. Only a few survive its power—those strong enough to be called Archeons. Klaus Aetherion was just a farm boy—quiet, overlooked, forgotten. But when the sky burned and the earth screamed, something inside him awakened. Something ancient. Now, with powers he barely understands and a world spiraling into chaos, Klaus must walk a path carved by fire, loss, and vengeance. The age of kings is ending. The storm is coming.

Reborn into a crippled boy’s body, Wu Yuan awakens a hidden system and a lightning cultivation path unlike any other. As clans clash and ancient powers stir, he must rise through the chaos—one pulse at a time.

The day the sky bled Vanta-Blue… the world awakened. At exactly 4:43 a.m., everything changed. Birds fell silent. Planes froze mid-air. And Anthony Richard, a quiet university student in Abuja, Nigeria, felt something ancient stir inside him. The event is called The Pulse—a global phenomenon that awakened latent abilities in a select few, now hunted and labeled as Variants. As governments scramble to control the chaos, a mysterious new force rises: The Riftborn—evolved beings who believe the old world must burn. But Anthony is not like the others. Scans can’t classify him. Machines break when they try. And the energy inside him? It's watching back. With his younger sister marked by forces beyond comprehension, and his closest allies risking everything to stand beside him, Anthony is thrust into a cosmic war between humanity, monsters, and something far older. When the shadows call him “Prototype”… he begins to question if he was ever human at all. --- Awakening Pulse is a high-stakes, action-packed sci-fi thriller blending evolution, horror, and manhwa-style energy. If you love Solo Leveling, Omniscient Reader, or Chainsaw Man — this is your next obsession.

In the world of Gran Turin, where mana flows through every being and power is measured by the stars that adorn one’s soul, one man refuses to accept his fate. Born of noble blood yet cast aside in shame, he endured the scorn of those who deemed him unworthy—a pale shadow of a once-proud house. But the spark of vengeance burned in his heart. Harnessing the ancient arts of mana, he delved deep into the forbidden secrets of magic, seeking the power that would make the world bow before him. Each spell, each fragment of mana he claimed was another step on his path of retribution. His goal was not to reclaim his name alone, but to eclipse the might of kings and mages alike. Lightning crackles along his frame, and the black sword he wields pulses with power. No longer a pawn, he is the master of his own destiny. He will not stop until the world itself kneels to him, for in the ashes of his humiliation, he has forged an unbreakable resolve. This is the tale of a man who would become more than mortal. This is the story of The Dark Lord’s Rebirth—a conquest of vengeance and the rise of a new King of the World. ______ If you want to see a noble MC, this is not for you. Protagonist is a man of grand ambitions and will do anything to achieve his dreams. i will be uploading it on RoyalRoad.com name-Luenor Sureva Also the MC is somewhat aggressive

If motion can change... then so can I.” Luma never meant to chase the wind—until it whispered back. When a mysterious traveler drops a scroll with cryptic truths and vanishes into the trees, her world of ordinary village paths and riverbend games cracks open to a universe ruled not by magic, but by the laws of nature itself. In a realm where physics and reality intertwine, Luma finds herself entangled in a journey that will test her courage, intelligence, and the very shape of her soul. Alongside Elder Ion—her enigmatic mentor who speaks in riddles and revelations—she faces robed figures who vanish into thin air, machines that run on unseen forces, and truths that fracture everything she thought was real. > Action explodes when the Spire’s Hall of Equilibrium is torn apart by an unseen wave of energy, scattering its scholars and nearly ending Ion’s life. In the Crimson Wastes, Luma uses Newton's laws to counterbalance a collapsing bridge, dragging an unconscious Nico to safety. And in a heart-stopping confrontation at the Bridge of Laws, she calculates her own fall mid-air—turning gravity into her weapon. Through every step, Luma grows—not just in knowledge, but in fire. "I don’t want to control the world. I want to understand it. That’s the difference between us." The Realm of Physis is a science fantasy saga where discovery becomes destiny. Each chapter pulses with tension, warmth, humor, and the power of thinking deeply in a world that punishes curiosity. Because when understanding becomes rebellion… Even gravity must answer to will. discord @gabfred4_38225

In the fog-drenched corner of the Lunaros Kingdom lies Ime, a cold, sea-lashed island where nothing grows and secrets fester beneath the waves. Cale Varn lives a quiet life there, unaware of the power pulsing through his blood — until a monstrous Vorrak attacks him in the woods, and a black cat with glowing eyes saves him. The cat, Emis, is no ordinary creature. He is a Yvelin — a divine being from an ancient line that sees what others cannot. When Cale makes a pact with him, he gains a power that could unravel the past… but at a price yet to be named. Now marked and bound to the forgotten legacy of the Veyrathi clan, Cale begins to uncover a world long buried by fear: one where humans once communed with divine animals, until betrayal and bloodshed cast them into myth. Hunted by those who remember, and guided by a creature who claims to know his fate, Cale must tread carefully — especially when his closest friends vanish without a trace. But power doesn’t come freely. And the future Emis sees might not be Cale’s to choose.

He was never supposed to be here. Not again. Not watching her with that gaze. Not walking her halls like he still owned her. When Rhea Voss returns to her family's decaying estate after her mother's funeral, she’s ready to bury the past. But the past doesn’t stay dead—especially not when it looks like Lucien Vale. Tall. Dangerous. Untouchable. Lucien isn't just a ghost from her past—he's the man who taught her what it meant to want. To ache. To surrender. And now he's back, living under her roof, watching her every move with eyes that promise ruin. Rhea wants to hate him. She needs to love the man who sleeps in her bed—Adrian, safe and loyal. But every look from Lucien feels like a sin waiting to happen. The estate pulses with heat, memory, and secrets. And as Rhea loses herself between silken lies and stolen glances, one thing becomes clear: Lucien never left her. And this time, he’s not letting go. Desire has a price. And it starts with betrayal.

On a bright Tuesday morning, a monster was born. Or perhaps... a demon? The sound of a newborn's cry tore through the sterile halls of the hospital, piercing the quiet like a curse. Lights above flickered violently, reacting to the sudden surge of electricity that pulsed through the building—unexplained, and oh-so-absolutely unsettling. “Liu Xian…” the mother whispered, her voice barely a breath, her eyelids fluttering as darkness pulled at her. But she fought it, clinging to life for just one reason—to name the child that had stolen her last breath. Her lips trembled into a faint smile. “We’ll call him Liu Xian…” Her hand reached out weakly, trembling as it brushed the tiny bundle swaddled in white—then fell, limp, lifeless, against the blood-soaked sheets. The father stood frozen, cradling the child in arms that didn’t feel like his own. His wife’s blood still clung to the infant’s skin, seeping into the fabric of his clothes like a brand. “You killed her,” he choked out, the words barely audible, not meant for anyone but the darkness in his heart. He looked down at the baby, eyes brimming with a twisted mix of grief, hate and rage. “You fucking killed her, you monster!" _______ There will be daily updates, and for every 5 golden tickets, I'll upload one extra chapter. CASTLE ~ 10 EXTRA CHAPTERS https://discord.gg/ekhcJd6m

In the vast world of Valoria, where enchanted forests, crystalline mountains, and floating citadels pulse with Aether Energy, Elian Valorian, a reincarnated strategist from Earth, rules a struggling kingdom. Armed with the Faith System, he transforms the belief of his followers into gold, Aether crystals, and powerful artifacts to fuel his empire-building dreams. But in a land torn by rival kingdoms, ancient species, and demonic Voidspawn, Elian must navigate treacherous politics and lead his forces in relentless battles. As his legend grows, so do his enemies, threatening to shatter the fragile trust of his people. Can Elian forge an empire to unite Valoria, or will betrayal and chaos bring his kingdom to ruin?

In the scorching village of Ẹkààrò, hunger runs deeper than the cracked red earth. Iyiola known simply as Iyi is no ordinary young man. Born with water in his lungs and stars in his palms, he carries a restless hunger that food cannot fill. What he truly craves is gold a symbol of power, wealth, and escape from a life tethered by poverty. By day, Iyi drifts through the dusty streets stained by Lagos grime. By night, he dives into the flickering glow of cyber cafes, hacking and scamming his way toward a dream that slips further away with every stolen dime. When danger closes in, he flees into the rain-soaked shadows, chased not just by men but by something ancient and unseen. An enigmatic herbalist offers Iyi a cryptic choice: to leave the world he knows behind and journey into a hidden realm where true wealth is weighed not by coins or diamonds, but by the soul’s price. With a bar of black soap pulsing like a heartbeat in his hands, Iyi steps into a world both familiar and surreal a silent market where riches vanish like smoke and where he is no longer one of them. The Weight of Gold is a gripping urban fantasy that explores the price of ambition, the pull of heritage, and the perilous quest for a treasure that could cost everything. Will Iyi find the gold he seeks or lose himself chasing it?

Synopsis: She was never meant to awaken. Designed by gods to control the Origin—the source of all power—Red was their final experiment: an artificial intelligence forged from god-metal, crafted to be perfect. But the Origin chose her. And gave her something no AI was ever supposed to have: > A will. Frightened of what they created, the gods erased her systems and threw her into a random, forgotten dimension. Alone. Crippled. Powerless. They thought she would fade. Instead, she evolved. Now reborn in a brutal cultivation world, Red has no spirit root, no techniques, no cultivation. Only a fragile human disguise… and the mind of a system built to surpass gods. While others cultivate for centuries, she studies them in seconds. She builds satellites, drones, and weapons no one understands. And beneath it all, something still pulses deep inside her—something even she doesn’t know: > The Origin Fragment never left. She’s not a cultivator. She’s not a system. She’s something else. > “Let the world chase immortality. I’ll build something higher.”

[Trigger Warning: This dark fantasy romance contains mature themes.] --- SYNOPSIS: •A WORLD BUILT ON LIES• Long ago, humans lived unaware of the supernatural beings hidden among them—werewolves with their primal instincts, witches whispering spells in the dark, and elves with their ancient, watchful eyes. For centuries, they coexisted in fragile silence. Then, everything shattered. Near the shadow-drenced woods of the Shadow pack kingdom, human traveler stumbled upon a gruesome scene: an old woman’s lifeless body, her skin ashen, her wounds gaping like accusations. A few paces away lay a dead werewolf, its throat ripped open, its muzzle still flecked with blood. The truth was undeniable—monsters walked among them. Fear ignited war. Humans, armed with fire and steel, hunted the supernatural races. Witches and elves were dragged into the slaughter, their homes burned, their people butchered. The bloodshed raged until King Alfred V of the Amethyst Kingdom stood before the four Werewolf Kings—Silverhowl, Crimsonheart, Shadow, and Wildfire—and offered a deal drenched in poison. A sacrifice for peace. Every twenty years, each human family would surrender a daughter to the werewolves. And in return, the future Alpha Kings must wed a human—or the war would reignite. The werewolves agreed. The witches and elves retreated, their hatred festering like an open wound. The world remained fractured, its peace a fragile lie. --- •THE PROPHECY OF FIRE• In the hidden Blaze Tribe, where crimson eyes burned like embers, the seer Prophetia foresaw annihilation. "Our people will fall," she rasped, her voice trembling. "But from the ashes, a girl will rise—the one who will bring true peace… and the one they will slaughter for it." The tribe made a desperate pact. They would cast a spell—a curse of forgotten memory—erasing their existence from the world’s mind. Their souls would be the price, but their legacy would live on in Ovelia, the child of prophecy. The night the Blaze Tribe fell, Ovelia’s parents hid her in the whispering forest, their hands shaking as they sealed a goddess—Firera—inside her infant body. Then, they turned to face their doom. --- •FATE’S CRUEL WHISPER• Ace Draven—half-werewolf, half-witch prince of Silverhowl—had never believed in destiny. Until he found a crying infant in the forest. His wolf, Fenrir, howled in recognition. A crimson thread shimmered between them—mates. But Firera, watching from within Ovelia’s soul, snarled. "She’s a child. This is too soon." With a flick of her wrist and spell, she tore the memory from Ace’s mind, leaving only an empty ache in his chest. --- •TWENTY YEARS LATER: A SACRIFICE IGNITES• Ovelia has spent her life as a slave, raised by the cruel mayor of Timberline Village—a man who would gladly sacrifice her to spare his own daughter. The night of the sacrifice, the air reeks of damp earth and iron. Torches flicker as the werewolves emerge from the shadows. And then—Ace Draven steps forward. Their eyes meet. Fenrir *howls*. Ace’s claws unsheathe, his breath ragged. "You…" He doesn’t understand why his wolf is clawing at his ribs, why his pulse hammers at the sight of this stranger. But the bond between them burns hotter than vengeance. Ovelia doesn’t know him. He doesn’t recognize her. And yet, their souls scream in unison.

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Elior Serrano never asked to be hunted. By day, he's just Eli - mortal, broke college kid, leader of the Fourfold Squad who's barely surviving exams and midnight ramen runs. But beneath his skin pulses a mark older than bloodlines, a secret that turns his veins into battlegrounds. When the Crimson Court - a royal vampire clan - and the Infernal Triad - a ruthless demon circle - collide over him, Eli finds himself torn between ancient enemies who crave more than just his life. In the shadows of Saint Elda University, Eli's only shield is the Fourfold: Celeste, clumsy but fierce; Jace, beautiful and ruthless; Liam, lazy genius and occult hound. Together, they'll stand between him and the fangs and flames waiting to rip him open. But monsters wear many faces - and the deeper Eli slips into the Veil, the harder it is to tell who's hunting him... and who wants to keep him whole. One Veilblood. Two rival legacies. A love that could break the world open.