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People often say when men reach middle age, their looks and strength deteriorate. Amelia Clarke doesn't think so. At least, not for Owen Turner. Even in middle age, he’s still exceptionally striking and strong. Owen Turner countered, saying: “I'm only thirty-five, nowhere near middle-aged.” … Owen Turner, born into a distinguished family, self-made founder of the Boway Group, a huge influencer in commercial circles. When people talk about him, they describe a mature, serious, and austere entrepreneur with an unfathomable background. Such a solemn and almost harsh successful man has, in an uncharacteristic twist, taken a young bride fourteen years his junior. Amelia Clarke, a resilient grass that sways in the storm, became the envy of everyone overnight after marrying into a well-known affluent family. … Rumors circulate that Mrs. Moreland is a vixen who has seduced the upstanding, self-disciplined Mr. Turner. Further rumors suggest that Mr. Turner is absolutely smitten with his young wife. During an interview. The host asked, “People say Mr. Turner married Mrs. Moreland because she's young and beautiful. Is that true? Besides beauty, does she have any other merits?” Owen Turner responded, “I love her, whether she is beautiful or not, I would have married her regardless. She doesn't need to have any merits. Loving me is her greatest merit.” The unsuspecting host swallowed the unexpected response and continued, “When did Mr. and Mrs. Moreland first meet? How did you meet?” Owen Turner said, “The first meeting was fifteen years ago…” The host: “…” Fifteen years ago, he saved her life. Fifteen years later, he asked for her to share her life with him. … The twenty-one year-old Amelia Clarke became the beloved darling of the Campbell family. Old Lady Moreland said, “Emma dear, quickly finish your bird's nest soup.” Old Master Moreland said, “Emma dear, this ancestral bracelet is for you.” Mr. Campbell said, “Emma dear, here's a card for you. Buy whatever you want, don't worry about the cost.” Third Uncle Moreland said, “Jacob, you better not bully Emma. Otherwise your Third Aunt-in-law and I won't let you off!” Third Aunt Moreland said, “Hmm hmm hmm!” Uncle Moreland said, “I don't have much to offer, but I can provide you with two bodyguards. They can hold their own in a fight.” Amelia Clarke said, “…” Is all this fuss necessary just because I’m pregnant? [A one-to-one, sweet love story of a marriage in a wealthy family]

"Stop following me!" Asher yelled, his patience running thin. He had let it slide for too long because she had done a lot for him. But now she was everywhere, suffocating him. "I’m only trying to protect you," she responded. Asher sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I need some space, alright? I can take care of myself." She didn’t budge, and just kept staring at him with that same obsessive look, like she had no intention of leaving. "Is it because you’re strong now? Are you going to leave me because I'm no use to you anymore?” Her voice had turned cold, sharp enough to cut through the silence. “Of course not, you know that’s not the reason…” “Then why do you want me to stop following you?” “I’m just going to the restroom, for God’s sake!” He massaged his temple, clearly at his wit’s end. “Oh, you should have said that earlier.” She giggled, the earlier tension melting away. “I did,” he sighed in defeat.

Beauty was the Ashford family law, and Freya Sinclair was beauty come to life—until an accident stole that title from her. Sold to the Ashfords for a bag of chips, Freya was forced into a marriage with their heir, Alexander Ashford, on her 18th birthday. Unloved and unwanted because of a scar, she endured years of rejection. Determined to reclaim her life, Freya takes a stand, only to be cast out by the family that never wanted her. Homeless and disowned, she crosses paths with Sylus Thorn, a world-renowned fashion designer and enigmatic billionaire. Just when Freya believes she can start over, Alexander comes back to claim the wife he once discarded. “Do you have anything to say regarding your stepsisters’ affair with your husband?” Just when I thought I had no choice but to respond, a strong hand gripped my arm, pulling me out of the crowd. Startled, I looked up to see a tall, muscular man guiding me away with ease, his presence shielding me from the cameras and the reporters’ relentless questions. We reached a black car parked at the edge of the lot, and relief flooded through me. “Mr. Thorn,” I whispered, recognizing his familiar face. “Get in,” Sylus commanded, his voice calm but firm. Without hesitation, I climbed into the car, my heart racing from more than just the escape. Will Freya save her marriage to Alexander, or will she be swept off her feet by the mysterious Sylus Thorn? Join the MLCM Readers https://discord.gg/gEq2mCr574

Rosemary spent 18 years thinking she was a member of the wealthy Harris family, only to discover she was a fake rich girl. When the real heiress returned, Rosemary was cast aside and sent back to her poor hometown. But fate had other plans for her, as she soon discovered that her hometown was actually the most exclusive villa area in the country. In a single night, Rosemary went from a modestly wealthy girl to the true heiress of a top-tier elite family. Her biological parents showered her with love, handing her millions of dollars in pocket money, providing access to any car from their fleet, and letting her buy anything from the world’s top designers. As for school, the best institutions were at her fingertips, and if she didn’t feel like studying, she could play with the family company. But what shocked Rosemary the most was finding out she had an ex-fiancé. She couldn’t understand why he kept clinging to her, holding her hand, and trying to kiss her. “Who are you, sir?” Rosemary asked, annoyed. “Sweetheart, I’m your husband,” the ex-fiancé responded. “I don’t have a husband, only a former fiancé”

In a frenzy of high-stakes business negotiations, family strife, and stolen moments of intimacy, "The Billionaire Son Meets The Tycoon Heiress" is a moving story of unexpected love, sacrifice, and the bravery to live completely, even when time is running short. *** What would you do if you discovered you had just five years to live? Emily Moore is saddened to find that she has advanced glioblastoma, a dangerous and recurrent brain tumor. She makes the difficult decision to refuse treatment after being presented with the stark reality that intensive chemotherapy may only extend her life by a few years. Though the emotional toll was high, she resolved to live her life to the fullest. Emily's story is a touching meditation on dying, the strength to let go, and love's tenacity in the face of loss. *** How would you respond if you realized that you must marry a lady you've never met and who has only five years to live to receive your inheritance? When powerful CEO Jake Lewis discovers the devastating provisions of his grandfather's legacy, his life is thrown upside down. Jake must marry Emily Moore, a dying young lady, to inherit the family's billion-dollar inheritance. Can Jake and Emily convert a responsibility into a loving legacy, or will their little time together be insufficient to bear the weight of their realities? *** Cover own by me: Do not reproduce.

(TLDR at the bottom) Jackson, a regular high school student, is tragically caught in the crossfire of a gunfight on his way to school and dies from his injuries in the hospital. When Jackson opens his eyes, he finds himself in an endless, grand library. After wandering the library, Jackson meets a man who introduces himself as Brakos, the primordial spirit of time, stories, and knowledge. Brakos explains that the multiverse is real, and he enjoys watching people use their imagination to create stories and embark on grand adventures. Brakos saw great potential in Jackson and was excited, but saddened when Jackson was shot. He made arrangements for Jackson's soul to enter the library after his death. Still processing everything, Jackson asks Brakos, "What is going to happen to me now?" Brakos replies “Well that's up to you Jackson, I am offering you the chance to become an Isekai character in any world of your choosing.” Jackson is shocked by Brakos's offer and takes a moment to process everything, while Brakos patiently smiles at him. “Jackson suddenly says, "Okay, but I have a few questions first." Brakos smiles and agrees to answer Jackson's questions, and for a while, Jackson asks one question after another, with Brakos responding to each. After hours of questioning, Jackson takes some time to think and then says something that surprises Brakos. Jackson requests to be reincarnated in a magical world with three powers: the ability to summon spirits and form contracts with them, the ability to use special abilities contained in books we create together and to be reborn as a Primogenitor—a being capable of creating and leading a new race. Brakos stands speechless, wide-eyed, making sure he heard Jackson's request correctly. Brakos looks at Jackson, smiling to himself, thinking that he may have found someone capable of surpassing his expectations. Brakos laughs and agrees to fulfill Jackson's wish, but warns him that becoming a Primogenitor in that world is dangerous. The race he creates will depend on his actions, and other Primogenitors may try to kill him and claim his creation. Jackson smiles, assuring Brakos that he has a plan to create his race and protect himself. As he explains his strategy, Brakos is amazed by the creativity and ingenuity of Jackson's ideas. Brakos asks, "I understand, but I have one question: What will you name the race you create?" Jackson smiles and declares, "This race shall be known as the Draconians." _____________ TLDR Jackson is a person that reincarnates into another world as a primogenitor (they are creators/first of a race like Adam and Eve are the first humans in the bible) and brings forth a new race called the Draconians. A special type of dragon. To create this race he gains a special book that can alter reality and allow him to change parts of his race. To most, it will look like he is taking notes about an existing race but in reality, he is changing the race itself. Follow Jack as he learns about the world he lives in now as he goes to a magic school, gains the powers of spirits and even becomes the creator of a brand new race that can fight against the gods themselves. _____________ Not a harem or romance novel. Will be a BL eventually but will not be the focus of the story. Just want to build up the world right now. I'm not an experienced writer, this is my first time writing something longer than a 3-page story from high school. Please excuse any mistakes or spelling errors, and feel free to correct me in the comments. I’d really appreciate any feedback on how the story is going. Also, I might take a few days' breaks now and then due to work or personal reasons, so if a new chapter doesn't come out for a few days, don't worry! _____________ The story updates every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 8:15 AM (GMT-5)

I watch him, his green eyes brimming with concern as he gently massages my scarred leg. The sensation is both soothing and a stark reminder of my own inadequacy. The once-feared Crimson General, a symbol of power and invincibility, is now nothing but a frail shadow of his former self. I’ve been abandoned, left to decay in this forsaken place, my family and comrades long forgotten. Darkness had become my only solace, and I had resigned myself to it. Then he arrived, a beacon of light in my endless night. His presence, his care—it’s more than I ever deserved. Yet, I find myself clinging to him with an intensity that borders on madness. I hate that I need him so desperately, that his every action and word have become my lifeline. It consumes me, a torment I can't escape. "You don't have to do this. Please, don’t do this. I’m nothing. You deserve better. Leave. Please," I beg, my voice trembling with raw anguish, the very words tearing me apart. He continues his work, seemingly unaffected by my pleas. "Why are you here? Look at me! I’m nothing." Desperation and anger swell within me, mixing into a maelstrom of anxiety. I can’t comprehend the emotions coursing through me. "You're my alpha, where else would I be?" he responds softly, his gaze unwavering, as if my pleas were mere background noise. My heart races, torn between overwhelming relief and paralyzing dread. In that moment, I realize the truth: you would have to tear him from my cold, lifeless arms. I’m never letting go. - General Thorne, betrayed and broken, finds new life and love with Omega Noelle, who nurses him back to health. Their deepening bond reveals Thorne’s softer side, offering a chance at happiness. Unfortunately, Thorne’s past soon catches up with them, threatening their newfound peace. **** STOP!!!! HERE IS 9 REASONS YOU SHOULD GIVE THIS A SHOT 1. Omegaverse 2. The Alpha is a greenflag. 3. Fluff, and cheesey cliche romance. 4. Faceslapping and revenge. 5. Smut, with no dubcon or noncon. 6. OP husband. 7. Really cliche plot honestly. Those historical manhwas but make it gay. 8. The omega/bot is not a pushover. 9. I'm asking you give it a shot please.

"All I need is a second chance..." "A second chance to make things right." Watching the world in front of him crumble before his very eyes, Valyr felt immense regret. He and his comrades made sure to prepare for every possible mishap, for every possible thing that could've gone wrong... yet in the end, their side still lost. Feeling his consciousness slip away from him, the young man screamed out into the heavens, wishing at his dying moment to get a second chance. A second chance to make things right. Thankfully, the heavens responded. Sending him back into the world where everything began, Valyr was reborn as an NPC of Greater Beyond a year before the game went live. Armed with all of the knowledge he'd gained from his past life, as well as the goal of not wanting the past to repeat itself, he was going to make sure they won the final battle this time, stopping at nothing to achieve it. Though, before he could do that, he'd first have to pick up the path he ventured in the past. ---------- Feel free to join the Discord: https://discord.gg/FU7fdYwaau

In a world where everyone is a slave, someone is born who cannot be controlled. At the same time, an unstoppable villain rises on a quest for revenge. But the truth is darker than he ever imagined, and now he must face an unbeatable enemy — including himself. *** Bruno was a young man born on Earth, the son of an influential modern Emperor. Despite having everything money could buy and receiving the best and most rigorous training to succeed his father, he chose the opposite path, defying his family’s ruthless rule. The price of his innocence? A merciless death and the complete erasure of his existence by the deity controlling his fate. On Earth, the law of the powerful was absolute; a slave could never rebel. But then, he wakes up again. He’s reborn in a world of cultivation, where freedom was promised to those strong enough to claim it. Now, he could soar like a free bird and carve his own destiny... or so he thought. The harsh reality of this new world soon showed him how insignificant he still was. He realized he had only changed masters. The freedom he sought was an illusion. The heavenly laws treated everyone as servants, and their rules were unbreakable. Bruno learned this bitter truth after losing everything that made him happy due to an unjust rule. But who was he to question? Hopeless, Bruno died... and was reborn as Alm, an unstoppable villain. With a soul poisoned by pain and vengeance, he sowed chaos across the universe. Planets were destroyed, countless lives taken, and his name became synonymous with terror. A hero rose to oppose him, wielding a sacred sword of hope. People from all corners of the universe united against Alm, raising their voices and weapons to stop the villain who defied the heavens. But Alm was no longer just fighting for revenge. He was challenging the heavenly laws that sought to control him, fighting fate and all living beings. And against all odds... the sacred sword shattered. The alliance of the entire universe was defeated. The villain won! Now, Alm found himself alone in the empty void of a dead universe, facing his own inner demons. Who could be more ruthless to him than himself? “What have I done?” At that moment, the doors of truth opened to him. Everyone was a puppet of a supreme figure, an entity that manipulated minds and even the heavenly laws. “I will find you, no matter where you are!” Thus, the last emissary of the true Heaven’s Will awakened. Alm, who once only relied on his sheer will and rage, now had a system to guide him. But his opponent was an immortal existence, above even the heavens. The villain who destroyed an entire universe now faced a new beginning. He discovered that the universe he devastated was just a tiny grain of sand in an infinite cosmos, where countless other universes existed. And so begins the legendary tale of the villain’s rise... and the Sacred Round God? A strange Duality of Shadows existed within one person. But this time, he wouldn’t be alone. *** To clear up any potential confusion or frustration, here are some key points about the story. I’ll avoid major spoilers, but a few things will be revealed. You might find this concerning at first, but just check the book cover—it shows the main character and his only partner. She first appears at 10 years old, but rest assured, there’s no inappropriate content or early romance. At around 13, SHE starts developing feelings for the protagonist, but he doesn’t respond until she’s an adult. With her determined personality, she tries to seduce him at 17/18, but it doesn’t work. Their relationship only happens much later. The book has nods to other works, with my own spin on them, and focuses on avoiding elements I find problematic in other stories. Lastly, the beautiful book cover was commissioned and created by HDIArt.

Víctor era un hombre normal de 21 años, creció en una familia cariñosa que lo ayudaba a cuidarse sabiendo que tenía una enfermedad prácticamente incurable, la sangre RH nula, era poseedor de un tipo de sangre raro... Pero lo que Víctor no sabía, es que este tipo de sangre era un manjar en el mundo sobrenatural, criaturas que se alimentaban de sangre adoraban su tipo de sangre... Y esa sangre que él odiaba sería el factor que convertiría a Víctor en el vampiro más grande de todos los tiempos. —¿En serio? —dijo Víctor—. No puedo creerlo. —Te lo digo en serio —responde su amigo Felipe—, eres una especie de leyenda viviente. —Bueno, eso no me hace sentir mejor en absoluto —murmuró Víctor entre dientes. —Quizás no, pero —Felipe pone su mano en el hombro de Víctor— al menos ahora tienes un propósito en la vida.

Ethan groggily opened his eyes and found himself standing in the middle of an enormous forest, surrounded by towering trees and dense foliage. Confusion washed over him. "Where am I? What is this place?" he muttered to himself, trying to make sense of his surroundings. A voice echoed in his mind, breaking the silence. [You are now in the Asura Forest, located in the world of Ignisia. It is one of the three largest forests in this world.] "Who's there?" Ethan asked, his eyes darting from side to side, searching for the source of the voice. [I am an artificial intelligence, or more accurately, what you would call a 'system' on Earth. I'll be with you until you become invincible.] Ethan's mind raced. "The last thing I remember is being in my room... How did I end up here?" he thought to himself, trying to recall the events that led him here. The system provided an answer. [You were caught in the crossfire of an interdimensional battle between two primordial gods, resulting in your immediate death.] [As compensation for their mistake, the gods have decided to grant you system privileges.] The voice paused for a moment before continuing. [To learn more, you can call 'status.'] Ethan, feeling somewhat unsettled but curious, said aloud, "Status." The system responded instantly. [Unknown Invincible System] [ FOR MORE INFORMATION CHECK OUT THE CHAPTERS ] .... ||. Author’s Note: || This is my first novel, and I’m excited to share it with you. Writing a world of adventurers, magic, and quests has been an incredible journey. I’ve poured my heart into creating this story, and I hope you enjoy the adventure as much as I’ve enjoyed writing it. -- This novel will be updated daily with one( or two ) new chapters, and I’m thrilled to share this ongoing journey with you.

Excerpts~ Her blood is a curse—a sweet, deadly curse that I can’t stop tasting. It coats my tongue, warm and heady, like it was made to undo me. I hate her for how good it feels. Hate myself more for not stopping. She doesn’t pull away. No, she’s watching me, her lips curving like she’s already won. Her pulse pounds against my mouth, steady and unafraid, and it makes me want to devour her whole. “Enjoying yourself?” she asks, her voice soft, taunting. I don’t answer. Can’t. My grip tightens around her wrist as I pull back, her blood still burning on my lips. She tilts her head, mockery gleaming in her eyes, and I know she’s baiting me. “Does it bother you,” she whispers, “how easily I let you take it?” The words cut deeper than they should. Before I can think, I shove her back against the wall, my body caging hers. Her smirk doesn’t falter. It dares me. Push harder. “You really don’t know when to stop,” I growl, my voice rough, guttural. “Neither do you,” she murmurs, her gaze dropping to my mouth. And then I snap. I crush my lips to hers, tasting blood and defiance and her. She gasps against me, her fingers curling into my shirt like she’s torn between pushing me away and pulling me closer. Every ounce of self-control I had shatters as I press harder, deeper, desperate to consume her completely. She shouldn’t feel this good. Kissing her should be a mistake. But the way she responds—the way her mouth moves against mine—feels like I’ve just ignited something I’ll never be able to extinguish. **** His kiss is fire. A raw, scorching blaze that steals the breath from my lungs and sets every nerve in my body alight. It’s unexpected, wild, and completely reckless—like him. For a moment, I freeze, my hands against his chest, ready to push him away. I should stop this. I need to stop this. But the heat of his mouth, the way his hands grip my waist like he can’t let go, makes it impossible to move. “Damn it, Killion,” I whisper against his lips, trying to muster the strength to pull back. But then he groans—low, desperate—and it unravels me. He kisses me harder, deeper, and I’m drowning in him. My fingers curl into his shirt, dragging him closer, even as my mind screams at me to stop. This is dangerous. He’s dangerous. But right now, I don’t care. His hands slide to my hips, gripping me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish. I hate how good it feels. Hate how much I want him in this moment, even when I know it’s a bad idea. When he finally pulls back, his breath ragged, his lips are swollen and red. His eyes lock on mine, dark and stormy, and I know we’ve just crossed a line we can never uncross. “You really don’t know when to quit,” I say, my voice shaky, trying to sound composed. His lips twitch, a shadow of his usual smirk. “Neither do you.” ***** In a world where power is the only currency and betrayal is a shadow at every corner, the fae and the demon must navigate a dance of lies and desires, where every touch is a weapon and every secret could shatter their fragile alliance. But as their game of cat and mouse spirals into something more dangerous, they'll discover the line between love and hate is thinner than they ever imagined. And in the Undercity, where hearts burn and, passion can be the deadliest weapon of all. Will Rosé find the truth she seeks, or will she be consumed by the very darkness she's trying to escape?

  At the Holy Land of Mariejois, the Reverie convened as scheduled.   As Donquixote Doflamingo set foot on the Red Line, a throng of reporters surged forward, surrounding him.   “Lord Doflamingo, how does it feel to step onto Mariejois once again?”   Doflamingo responded with a calm smile, “Not bad.”   “It’s said that you were expelled from Mariejois by the Celestial Dragons back then. Is that true?”   “Of course not,” Doflamingo shook his head.   “If that’s the case, why did you leave here?”   “Because I realized that staying with this group of worms could never bring my ideals to fruition,” Doflamingo replied with visible disdain.   “Then, what is your ideal?”   “To make Donquixote great again!” — Donquixote Doflamingo.

[If you are looking for a slow romance, you can give it a check if not, you'll be disappointed] Aera, a young 28-year-old was about to make her dream debut by opening her own floral shop that could be shipped in and around. Nevertheless, things didn't go as she planned. One would say that transmigrating to a book sound like a fantasy, however to Aera, it became a nightmare when she woke up in an unknown world even when she hasn't died yet. With an unexpected turnout, her life was hanging by a thin thread. Aera was presented with an option-either she goes back to her world with her memory erased or enter the other world, and comes back with the memory intact to have her revenge. Never did she expect of choosing the worst villain of all. A character in a book where she killed the Empress and her unborn child. Worst, the male lead was reborn time after time with his memory intact. His grudge still hung on torturing the villainess. Even more worst, the ML was a split image of her long-time crush. ----- "Do you hate me that much?" As soon as the question was raised, a table lamp flew past through the said person, smashing against the wall behind him. "More than enough to kill you right now." The female figure responded with nothing but hatred and disgust in her tone. Her jewel eyes that glow under the dark never left her gaze on the other male person who was sitting on her opposite. ----- The male lead wasn't the only one Aera had to put a guard on but even other characters when one after the other began to make an appearance. The more the flow gets out of the plot the more twisted it gets. Her only goal was to survive so she could go back home.  P.S:- English is not my first language and I am weak in grammar. I'll be happy to receive either a critics or feedback or comments...^-^ Please do give it a read till chapter 3 or above to get the clear picture.

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soy un noble con una riqueza se podría decir que exagerada, mi familia tenía muchos negocios e influencias en todo el imperio, viví muy relajado y despreocupado listo para heredar a la familia... pero, ¡¿por qué mori?!, fui víctima del gremio de asesinos más famosos del imperio, ¿pero por qué yo? solo era un joven noble muy rico y atractivo codiciado por muchas personas, ¿por qué fui yo y no la cabeza de la familia?, son preguntas que nunca podré responder... pero está pregunta es más difícil de encontrar respuesta, ¡¿por qué reencarne en una pequeña serpiente?!. sigue a esta serpiente a encontrar respuestas en un universo muy grande, la aventura de esta reencarnación inexplicable comienza.

In the continent where mystery and power coexist, Aaron Vicente, once a lonely and arrogant master of forbidden arts, died in a so-called ‘righteous’ siege because he violated the taboo of pursuing power. At the moment of his death, he made an unyielding vow: ‘I have no regrets in this life, but if there is an afterlife, I will still be an evil demon!’ Fate responded to his desire, and he was accidentally reborn, back to his youth, as the second son of a minor nobleman in the kingdom, and once again stood at the starting point of the pursuit of power. However, the Aaron of this life was no longer a reckless person who simply pursued the power of forbidden arts. He has been working step by step, secretly laying out a plan, vowing to regain his power by virtue of the memories of his past life and climb to the peak of power. Calm and persistent, he is willing to use the most ruthless methods to build up his own power and take revenge on those who betrayed and suppressed him. On this path to the top, Aaron learns that only by pursuing power by any means necessary can he break the chains of destiny. In a world where mystery and strength reign, the only way to gain a foothold is to be cold and wise. This is a fantasy adventure of power, revenge, ambition and strategy that takes you on a legendary path filled with darkness and light.

In a world where multiple realms are connected by the invisible threads of universal laws, Aldir, an ordinary university student, finds his life turned upside down after a near-fatal accident. While returning home with his friend Maya, Aldir is suddenly thrust into an unknown forest—his surroundings dark, menacing, and filled with danger. As he faces a pack of monstrous wolves, Aldir prepares for his inevitable demise, only to discover something extraordinary within himself. In his final moments, Aldir awakens an ancient, dormant power that has been lying deep within him. This power, though unfamiliar, responds to his will. With his advanced knowledge of physics and human anatomy, Aldir begins to integrate these sciences with his newfound abilities, allowing him to control and channel energy in ways that defy the laws of the physical world. The energy that once coursed through his body like a threat is now harnessed as a weapon of incredible potential. But Aldir’s journey doesn’t end with his survival. The awakening of his power draws the attention of forces far greater than anything he could have imagined. As he battles his way through the dangers of this new realm, he uncovers the hidden truth behind his existence: he is not human, but something far older, a being from an ancient race known as the Dhyarath, a race with ties to both the heavens and the demons. Now, with the balance of multiple worlds at stake, Aldir must confront powerful enemies, unlock the secrets of his true nature, and grapple with the immense responsibilities that come with his newfound strength. The threads of fate have intertwined his destiny with the fate of the realms themselves, and Aldir must decide whether to embrace the power within him—or fall prey to its darker nature.

"Ahhhhh…this is the orcs tribe!!!! Abraham was shocked when Mary told him where he was now. " Ehhh…who is this….impossible!!!!.is this me!!!!!" With a loud voice Abraham shouted when he saw a green figure in the reflection of the river water. ###### " What !!! You gave your blood in the transformation potion!!!!" Ramon the leader of the Antilia orcs tribe's voice of disbelief was heard as he spoke to Juana the witch of their orcs tribe. " What can I do, because of the emergency I didn't think much, so only my blood was used" Juana replied with a slightly embarrassed tone but there was clearly no regret visible on her face. ###### " You let him stay near the outer area of ​​the tribe? Are you sure?" Ripley the captain of the Antilia orcs tribe knights asked Ramon. " Isn't that good, if he can survive just think of it as his destiny, but if not, then Juanan's problem will be solved right!" Ramon replied with a calculating tone. " But, what about Juana's response?" Ripley asked confused. "Don't worry, it's better to suffer in the beginning than to suffer longer in the future. Don't you know, the side effects of drinking this change potion, and Juana is our tribe's witch!! So she has to get a candidate from the tribe, not another!!!" Ramon replied with a determined tone. He couldn't possibly give anyone outside his tribe to marry, their witch because it was the same as allowing problems to be nurtured, and he didn't want that. ####### " Ehhh….what kind of house are you going to build Abraham?" Mary asked!! "It's a stilt house" Abraham replied with a smile. "Stilt house, what kind of house is that??" Wall asked Abraham. "I want to know too" Gros also responded. ##### " Come on…come on…you can do it Gros!!!! Abraham's enthusiastic shouts to Gros were heard. " Ahhhhhh...I failed" Gros replied with a helpless tone as he failed to lift the 1000 kg test stone with one hand. ##### "Are you sure Abraham can lift the stone?" Mary asked Wall and Gros. "I doubt it, Abraham can lift it" Wall answered in an uncertain tone "Abraham can definitely lift it, I believe in him" on the other hand Gros said with a different answer. ####### "Wow…..he's amazing!!!!!!!! "He did it!!!!! "This…this is unbelievable!!!! "Abraham….abraham...Abraham…..the sound of cheers echoed across the field, shouting Abraham's name….

In this novel we focus on our Main Protagonist regressing to the past where it all started and trying to relive his new life and defeat new enemies. { Word count per chapter: 800-1500 words } (any concerns or questions towards this novel please inform me about it and I'll respond accordingly to it) (in progress of rewrite)

My first time publishing please read patiently. Jack is always surrounded by mystery born in the 20th century where they are more evils that good. He is aware of the changes around him and he didn't care since him and his loved ones are happy and save. Happiness is forever so he thought. When tragedy struck at those around him, he taught law was the solution and that the law enforcement officers (police) will help and bring him justice. Then, he saw the bad side of society, the system that no one could help him. That when he decided to put the matter into his own hands. JOKER ---------------------------------------------------------- Context: There are two people in the middle of a deserted street at 4 @am. Rain falling heavily creating a sound proof around. One of them standing and stepping on the other person on the floor with their backs touching the cold floor and the rain is watching their bleeding body that never seems to end. "Please Joker forgive me, I have wife and kids waiting for me to come home", pleaded victim 1. Joker responded menacingly while starting at the man with a cold glear and blood shot eyes, " so you have a life to live? you choosed this path. You should have made a better decision 2 years ago". The man seeing that Joker wouldn't let him go cried while looking at the floor thinking that it was truly his fault he made that mistake and moved on which was wrong. But it was too late to say sorry. Joker stared at him nonchalantly getting impatient to go home and sleep since was past his bed time. Pissed off by the man attitude and state, he said to him. " Stop being a man baby no matter how you cry you are going to die anyways". After speaking, he took his rider gloves from his back pocket and started to wear it getting ready for his next act. Bending down to swat to mach the man's eye level, he holds his victim chin to make eye contact. Tilting his head to the right he asked his victim coldly, any last words? The man started at Joker for a moment by now he had already stopped crying and the rain automatically stopped too. It seems that time was slowing down. Opening his mouth slowly he wanted to tell his wishes but it was already too late. Joker had already snapped his neck in an instant. "Tsk on a second thought when you took action two years ago you didn't give them a chance either, right?", he said talking to the already dead body. After taking his gloves from his hands and putting it in his back pocket he used his pinky finger to clean his ear and said, " Good luck on the other side". He then stepped over the body while on his way back home. After some distance he paused and turned around. "That is..... if some over there will take you of course", he said after thinking then continued on his way.

Imagine losing your job and having nothing going for you. Yeah that's me Kamako Hirigia and I'm 24 years old and have been trying all my life to make something of myself. Anything would be great but instead I'm working a dead end job or I was working a dead end office job that was getting me nowhere. Till I met her, a girl with short red hair who had some sort of tail. I'm serious she had a tail, but the craziest thing is that she thinks I'm sort of prophet and I'm supposed to believe this? This is the story about how I got my own Succubus. The Novel does contain edgy scenarios, sex, and etc. Read at your own risk. If this is what you like then enjoy :) ---------- ------ --------- Information for my amazing readers! Will update as much as possible! 100 Powerstones = 2 Bonus Chapter 250 Powerstones = 4Bonus Chapters 500 Powerstones = 8 Bonus Chapters If I don't respond to your comment right away you could always reach me on discord in my server >-

A certain top-tier celebrity, during an interview with entertainment journalists, was questioned about his relationship. The A-lister declared that he could never forget his ex-girlfriend. When asked about the reason for their split, he responded that it was because he bought his ex a matcha-flavored ice cream. The president of a multinational conglomerate, while being interviewed by financial reporters, was teased as a wealthy and eligible bachelor. The eligible bachelor said with deep affection that he was waiting for his ex-girlfriend to come back. The reporter was astonished and, upon inquiring about the cause of the breakup, was told that it was due to the fact that he wore a camel-colored overcoat on the day of their parting date. A renowned film emperor, at a new movie press conference, was pressed by reporters about when he would make his relationship with a certain movie queen public. The highly-acclaimed film emperor, in a solemn and aloof tone, clarified that he was not acquainted with the movie queen and that there was only one person in his heart—his ex-girlfriend. He urged the media not to spread unfounded rumors lest his ex-girlfriend misunderstand. A professional e-sports superstar, after winning the global World Cup and holding the trophy high, confessed his love to his ex-girlfriend in front of the whole world. A race car driver, in... Later, some astute individuals, through various clues and traces, discovered that the ex-girlfriends of these people were, astonishingly, the very same person! The world was left in shock.

Zara Adam, who willingly went abroad because of some issues, finally returns home after enduring a grueling 11 years to ensure her family's happiness. However, her adopted sister Olivia is far from thrilled about her comeback. Olivia has been trying everything in her power to erase Zara from her life, but all her attempts have either failed or backfired on her. Zara couldn't care less about Olivia's antics. To make matters more complicated, Zara quickly gets involved with Ethan Anderson, the heir to a wealthy and influential family who is rumored to be her fiancé. This infuriates Olivia, leading her to spread malicious rumors about them. As time goes by, society starts believing that the Adam family's upbringing is more virtuous and noble compared to those raised overseas, all thanks to the rumors. Olivia becomes green with envy, but everyone gets a rude awakening when Zara's true identity is revealed. Throughout her journey, Zara faces various challenges that she overcomes with the unwavering support of Ethan by her side. Along the way, she also makes new friends while cherishing her old ones. When false rumors start targeting Zara, her four brothers, who have an intense sister complex, step up and confront anyone who dares to criticize their beloved sibling. This leads to clashes with those who try to harm Zara, and when Ethan uses his influence to protect his fiancée, the Adam brothers become furious and tell him, "We don't need your help taking care of our sister." With a calm smile, Ethan responds, "It's my duty to protect the one I love." The brothers roll their eyes at his response.

"Was it worth it?" An ethereal voice sounded in the mind of the young man that was floating in the starry river. This youth has a white long hair and eyebrows that made him look unfettered. However, a hint of sorrow can be felt on his tranquil face. It makes one feel lonely. "I've finally reached the summit of the world. I am now an Immortal." As the young man freely let himself be carried by the currents of time, he looked back to his life that was full of sacrifices and tragedies. "Was it worth it?" The Immortal young man repeated the question of the ethereal voice as tears fell down on his serene closed eyes. "Oh, Heaven." The Immortal's voice sounded in his mind. "If I am an Immortal then, why can't I go back time?" "Oh, child." The ethereal voice replied. "There is no such thing as going back time. The world only revolves forward. Time itself is only a concept; to put description to the events, to the happenings, to the certainties.." "..even I, the Heaven itself, do not have this kind of omnipotent power. As after all, it does not exist." The Immortal let out a mouthful of air full of indignant feeling as he opened his eyes that looked like the sun and moon. "I understand that being Immortal is a lonely path, Heaven. Yet, despite prepared, how I wish I did not pursue this after all." "However, you are here already." The ethereal voice responded. "You are not alone, child. You have me to accompany you for the rest of the infinity." Hearing the ethereal voice response, the Immortal only let out a sigh as he mentioned, "Maybe I'm just tired of living, Heaven." "I will bid good night for now." The Immortal's eyes closed once more as he quietly fell back to sleep. "Sweet dreams, Immortal." Seeing this, the Heaven did not stop the Immortal from going back to sleep as its final voice faded.

The world is inhabited by two types of people: Humans and Irregulars. While Humans, who make up the majority, enjoy equality across different classes and cultures, Irregulars are a marginalized minority often kept separate from society. Their supernatural abilities, either inherited or awakened during adolescence, mark them as different, and often, dangerous. Three unique perspectives are about to collide: Elliot: A foster kid who stumbles into the wrong place at the wrong time, only to discover that he is an Irregular. Up until now, he's lived as a human, but his world is about to change in ways he never expected. Wendy: A determined young cop searching for her missing partner. While investigating a restricted area, she encounters Elliot and takes him in for questioning, unaware that this meeting will change the course of her mission. Devlon: A boy classified as an Irregular for as long as he can remember, kept hidden from the public eye. His life has been one of isolation-until now. With society pushing for Irregulars and Humans to integrate, tensions are rising. Each of these three faces a world that demands change, but how they respond could alter the future for both groups. When their small worlds collide, will events finally lead to peace between humans and irregulars? Or will this spark a new conflict altogether?

[Warning: R18+] When Hate turns into Love... and Vengeance turns into Passion... Will he choose to start over with her? ======= Phantomflake's soul got separated from her body after committing suicide in front of her enemy, Nathan Sparks, the Supreme Leader of Syphiruz Mafia. She woke up only to find out that her body (which was in a coma state) was being held captive by Nathan 'the Devil!', who was trying to prolong her life. And what was his motive? To kill her by his own hand and torture her to death! Nathan has a deep resentment against Phantomflake as she was the one who assassinated the most precious person in his life. He wanted revenge! And things just got more exciting when a magical creature appeared in front of Phantom's soul, giving her a ridiculous mission in exchange of regaining her body back. "Make him fall in love with you within 100 days!" The flying creature said, pointing his small paws at Nathan who expressionlessly stood next to her sickbed. With her eyes going round, Phantomflake made an 'you-got-to-be-kidding-me' face at the flying creature. No way! That's a mission impossible! This guy loathed her so much. How would she do that??! ****** Excerpt: Nathan grabbed her by her neck. "Don't play tricks with me, Phantomflake." Nathan's cold voice reverberated inside the room, his eyes burning with rage. But Phantomflake just smirked at him, pressing her hands against his chest, her fingers teasing him. "You can't kill me, Nate. Just admit it. You've already fallen for me." With one swift move, Phantomflake pulled his shirt, closing their gaps as she crushed her lips against his lips. Surprisingly, Nathan just found himself responding to her. He lost! He couldn't resist her. ===== I owned the Book Cover (=";"=) Artist: Bea Cortez Join Author's server to get updates and announcements about the book. Discord link: https://discord.gg/WymeFaeQe

Zi Haoran, a man of formidable ambition and pride, finds himself at the crossroads of destiny. Once a towering figure of power and prestige, he now faces the crumbling remnants of his empire, his love, and his identity. The love of his life, Han Xue whose heart was once tender, is now shielded by indifference, hardened by the wounds of their fractured marriage and his mistakes. Yet, just as the darkness threatens to consume him, destiny offers him an unexpected opportunity—not as mercy, but as a challenge. This time, Zi Haoran is not only fighting for his wife’s love. He’s reclaiming his throne, his honor, and vengeance against those who conspired against him. As newfound strength surges within him, powers he never imagined begin to awaken, reshaping him into a man even he cannot recognize. As Zi Haoran embraces this path, his every step seems guided by an uncanny certainty, his power growing sharper and his charisma more irresistible. With each encounter, Han Xue finds it harder to ignore the man who now stands before her—charming, persistent, and surprisingly vulnerable. --------------------- Zi Haoran stepped into the living room just as Han Xue tried to leave. His hand shot out, catching her wrist gently but firmly. She turned to glare at him. “Why now, Zi Haoran?” she demanded, her voice sharp. “Why try to fix what you shattered?” He pulled her closer, his gaze steady. “Because,” he said softly, “some things are worth breaking myself to rebuild.” Before she could respond, he tugged her down onto his lap, his arms circling her securely. She gasped, her eyes widening as she struggled against him. “Let me go!” “Not until you hear me out,” he said firmly, his teasing grin softening his words. “Why do you keep trying?” she asked, her voice exasperated as she pushed at his chest. “Because you’re worth it,” he replied, his confidence maddening. “And, let’s face it, you’ve missed me.” Her cheeks flushed as she shoved harder. “You’re delusional.” “Maybe,” he murmured, leaning closer, his breath brushing her cheek, “but you didn’t say I was wrong.” Flustered, she finally broke free, stepping back as she glared at him. “You’re wasting your time. I don’t feel the same anymore,” she snapped. Without warning, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek, his voice low and playful as he stepped back. “You’ll feel again. You’ll see… I’ve only just begun.” Her hand flew to her cheek, her eyes blazing with confusion and anger. She turned abruptly and fled the room, leaving Zi Haoran standing there, his smirk fading as he watched her retreat, bewildered by the turmoil he’d stirred. ---------------------- What confounds her most is not just his persistence, but the fire in his eyes—something deeper, as if he knows more than he should, perhaps even the secrets hidden in time itself. As Han Xue struggles to reconcile this transformed man with the one she once knew, the world shifts around them. His newfound powers, coupled with his sharp mind and commanding presence, turn him into a man of unparalleled strength. Every step he takes to win her heart back is also a step toward reclaiming the world he let slip through his fingers. With destiny pulling the strings, will Han Xue’s resistance hold, or will her resolve melt before the man she once loved—and the one he is becoming? One thing is certain: destiny desires nothing less than complete metamorphosis, for love, power, and vengeance.

Over a century ago, the first Homo-Supreme awoke, defying the limits of humanity. Since then, entire generations have evolved, developing extraordinary abilities beyond human understanding. Science and technology replaced the old doctrines, becoming the new pillars of society, turning religion into a taboo in a world where only the strongest survive. In this era of power and progress, Shiro Kurogane is an ordinary teenager, and in a world where the extraordinary is the norm, that makes him an outcast in a place where strength is everything. Every day at school is a struggle, every glance a humiliation. His life, empty and aimless, revolves around a painful memory: the murder of his mother. She sacrificed her life to save him, and since then, Shiro has lived in the shadows of guilt and helplessness. But everything changes one day when, amidst a brutal beating, the taunts about his mother’s memory make something snap inside him, awakening a fury so fierce that his body responds in a way he never imagined. He tries to defend himself, but his lack of power leaves him on the verge of death. On the edge of life and death, Shiro awakens his true nature: pyrokinesis, the ability to control and unleash fire at will. With this newfound power, Shiro vows to avenge his mother's death, hunting down those who took away the only thing he loved. As he descends into darkness, Shiro must decide if vengeance is the only thing that defines him or if there’s something else worth fighting for. But in a world where everyone seems to have powers greater than his own, mastering his flames won’t be enough. The fire burning within him could be his greatest ally… or his worst enemy.

just as if controlled by an unknown force Adeline began to convulse vigorously as she reached her climax. As she steadied herself underneath Dileon, she took his hot pulsating shaft in her hand rubbing it upwards and downwards causing Dileon to moan with great pleasure. After several actions he exploded with a loud roar spraying his hot juices all over Adeline's bosom. The heat that had built up in him subsided immediately. Dileon lessened his weight on Adeline as he kissed and caressed her. Suddenly, the door burst open banging against the wall as the lights went on violently. Dileon immediately threw overcoat over Adeline covering covering hair down past her knees and her face showing only here ankle down the foot. King Nero matched in angrily followed by Queen Elizabeth and some other Court officials. A sharp voice was heard approaching from the back, it's sounded more like Princess Genevia. "See! there is the prince of Hillcrest define a woman and not just any woman, the first princess of Ghany. He had her drunk and decided to defile her right under our noses." Princess Genevia accused pointing. ”What is this prince?!!!" King Nero fumed seeing Dileon half naked. “What is this supposed to mean? who else would I be with if not my lady? "Dileon glared at the king with such animosity.“he lies to you father, I saw him drag Veronic here into this very room" Geneva continued to blurt. “quiet you! "King Nero command. King Nero pissed up a little and immediately stopped in a structure upon realizing adelines fair foot and weak ankle which she possessed. The Court officials gasped with surprise and humor as they realized the now shredded dress which Princess Adeline wore. “ That is Adeline my daughter! what have you made us do?" he felt ashamed of interrupting. Tilting up his head he wore an apologetic face with disappointment etched , "couldn't you two wait any longer?" He asked Dileon softly of course not expecting a respond. Dileon shrugged with a victorious smirk on his face.........................................