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How massive must the wealth of a family that has been passed down for five thousand years be? Sometimes, you’ll never know how rich your family really is until you push your parents a bit! Only after inheriting his family's five-thousand-year fortune did Zhang Menglong realize that the joy of the wealthy is so simple. Bank president, "Mr. Zhang, please, I beg you to deposit your money with our bank, and you can set the interest rate!" Huaxia's top wealthy second generation, "Does the whole world belong to your family or what?" World's richest person, "I feel like I am just a poor man!" European Royal Family, "Mr. Zhang, are you lacking a girlfriend? If you are, would you mind finding one? If not, would you mind one more? What do you think about our country's princess?" Latter, Zhang Menglong found out that the college his parents left him was the most impressive thing. Actually, being a dean turned out to be even more joyful than being the world's richest person!

I moved into this house for peace. What I found was a voice — whispering beneath the floorboards. At first, I thought it was in my head. Sleep-deprived illusions, the old wood creaking. But the voice grew louder. It called my name. It told me things only I should know. It begged. It threatened. It wept. And every time I listened... I changed. As days blur into nights and reality slips through the cracks, I no longer know if I’m the only one living here. Or if the house is alive — feeding on me, molding me, watching me. This is not just a haunting. This is a descent — into the darkest parts of a mind, and a house that refuses to let go. You might hear them too, once you start reading. But be warned… The deeper you listen, the louder they become.

Quão imensa deve ser a riqueza de uma família que foi passada por cinco mil anos? Às vezes, você nunca saberá o quão rica sua família realmente é até pressionar um pouco os seus pais! Só depois de herdar a fortuna de cinco mil anos de sua família é que Zhang Menglong percebeu que a alegria dos ricos é tão simples. Presidente do banco: "Sr. Zhang, por favor, imploro que deposite seu dinheiro em nosso banco, e você pode definir a taxa de juros!" Herdeiro mais rico da segunda geração de Huaxia: "O mundo todo pertence à sua família ou o quê?" Pessoa mais rica do mundo: "Eu me sinto como um homem pobre!" Família Real Europeia: "Sr. Zhang, você está precisando de uma namorada? Se sim, importaria-se de encontrar uma? Se não, se incomodaria de ter mais uma? O que você acha da princesa do nosso país?" Mais tarde, Zhang Menglong descobriu que a faculdade que seus pais deixaram para ele foi a coisa mais impressionante. Na verdade, ser reitor acabou sendo ainda mais agradável do que ser a pessoa mais rica do mundo!

He was sent to kill her. Instead, he claimed her. When the feared Blackfang Mafia Pack raids Selene’s quiet border town, she expects to die like the others. But fate has a different cruelty in mind. The man who captures her—Darius Valtore, cold-blooded Alpha and ruthless mafia enforcer—is the one fate has bound her to. His orders are clear: mark the girl, then end her. Because Selene carries a forbidden bloodline—the cursed Moonblood legacy, and everyone who bears it is marked for death. But Darius doesn’t kill her. He chains her in his estate, locks her behind walls, and tells himself he’ll do it later. Yet each day she survives, she chips at the armor he’s spent a lifetime building. And the longer she stays alive, the more dangerous it becomes—for both of them. She was never meant to be his mate. He was never meant to feel anything at all. But hate burns close to passion. And sometimes, the deadliest thing of all… is the bond you were forced to break.

Before time knew seconds, and before light ever touched the surface of the cosmos, this world was once ruled. Not by man. Not by god. But by the Demon Emperor—a primordial being born from ruin, who breathed suffering as his very air. In his hands, a thousand civilizations perished. In his footsteps, the earth burned and the sky wept. The Demon Emperor was undefeatable. Undying. Heartless. Yet even immortality carries a deadly poison: boredom. At the peak of unmatched dominion, the demon gazed upon the empty heavens and found himself hollow. Eternity… was no blessing. It was a curse. “Thirteen Gods of Light… if you truly rule fate,” he whispered amid the final destruction, “come… and kill me.” There was no answer, only silence. Then… the sky split open.

On the night of the Valentine's Day, Ariana Summer caught her fiancé in bed with her sister. "Fine, take them all! The cold-hearted father, the spoiled and selfish mother, and this weak and useless jerk!" Ariana turned around and had a passionate night with a call boy. The call boy was charming and sweet, with eight-pack abs, a true gem. Ariana brought him to an engagement party, and everyone gasped, "Young Master Firestone, what wind blew you here?" Ariana's eyes widened in shock. Young Master Firestone?! Wasn't he the famous prince of the capital circle?! Could she still escape now? Lucas Firestone cornered her against the wall, "Babe, what do you want for dinner? I'll cook for you, or you can have me."

A grieving musician starts receiving mysterious audio files from his dead lover. But as the songs reveal secrets he never knew, he realizes he wasn’t the only one she left behind. A story of grief, guilt, and a final goodbye that was never finished.

Heaven and earth are benevolent towards all things… "Benevolent? Who wrote this garbage? The so-called Heavenly Dao is just a cosmic butcher hiding behind empty words! Balance? Order? My foot! Endless wars, reincarnation cycles, and countless tragedies — all in the name of ‘destiny’." On Earth, he was an ordinary Asian guy — average grades, average job, no girlfriend, and a healthy obsession with cultivation novels. One day, a mysterious accident ends his boring life. But instead of reincarnating into some young master’s body or getting a cheat cultivation technique, he wakes up to a shocking revelation: He has become the new Heavenly Dao! Apparently, all his predecessors — countless so-called "Dao spirits" — failed miserably, plunging the realms into endless chaos. The mysterious System that governs cosmic order has finally chosen an "outsider" to fix things. But there's a catch: ➤ The System won’t hold his hand. ➤ No quest logs screaming “Go save the cat!” ➤ No divine guide whispering in his ear. He must use his own human intelligence, shameless cunning, and a bit of Earthly common sense — plus his OP heavenly powers — to straighten yin and yang, reconstruct reincarnation, and reforge a truly fair world of cultivation. Yet, nobody knows his true identity. To the cultivators, "Heavenly Dao" is an untouchable, cold-blooded, merciless force that enjoys watching them fight and die for karma points. They would never suspect that their current "Dao" is a clueless Earthling trying to act cool while learning on the fly! "Oh? The righteous sect is trafficking a nine-tailed fox beauty? Let me casually twist fate so they slip on banana peels and reveal themselves to the entire continent... Wait! Why are all these fox women proposing to me?!" As he fumbles through conspiracies, unravels ancient mysteries, faces off against demonic overlords, and accidentally builds a massive harem (he swears it was not on purpose!), he remains determined to rebuild a world where no one is forced into endless slaughter in the name of “balance.” "Watch closely! I — the Earth’s most normal guy — will rewrite heaven itself, and make even the heavens tremble from laughter... and maybe a bit of fear!" --- Genres: Eastern Fantasy, Cultivation, System, Comedy, Drama, Slice of Life, Action, Adventure, Harem, Smart MC, OP MC, Satire Tags: Reincarnated as a system/Dao, Secret Identity, Misunderstandings, Witty MC, World Building, Strong to Stronger, Mythical Beasts, Beautiful Disciples, Realm Wars, Karma, Fate Manipulation

In the tale of history and the shrouds of darkness , who was watching ?, who was calling? The Voices of the unseen watching from the rifts awaiting their time of calamity. In the Shadow of the gods and monsters , nestled between nations lies a placed not marked on any official map, A place known only to those who need it most. They call it the House of Red-Hill To the mundane, it's a charitable home for war orphans and lost children. A quiet estate just beyond the edge of the Nation of Aegis , run by a woman once hailed as the brightest mind but Red-Hill is no sanctuary . beneath its warm halls and shared meals , the children are trained in silence, secrecy, and survival. They are taught not to pray but to act, to kill , to protect. Each child is raised to not just face the monsters lurking in the shadows but to be bought , licensed, and employed by those afraid to relay on divine mercy alone. Some call it salvation, Others call it exploitation. But to the children of Red-Hill, its just home. And every night , when the rifts groan , they lie awake in their beds.... waiting for their next assignment.

Peter (George) - A demon who unknowingly possesses a moon god's heart. wants to conquer Everland but falls for Tinker Bell or is it a deception Tinker Bell - A Fairy born from lunar flames, is assigned to protect Everland. Falls for George and gets betrayed, now she is stuck in Neverland with Peter with all her memories faded from Everland. Captain Hook - Losing his love (Ivory) to sea monster who is under command of Selene the moon goddess, wants to stir a chaos in gods world. Tiger Lily - She is the last descendent of Sumerians and a sun fire summoning priestess's daughter. Her mother lost her life in a loot attempt by Hook and his crew. will she avenge her mother? Wendy - A key to all and is been protected by Selene the moon goddess. But why? Noctis - A powerful moon god and sibling of Selene. He is in hiding because his power source which is his heart is missing, and he is unaware who possesses it. And in the silence between fate and fury, waits a flame that ignites the storm-or the light that guides them through the dark?

One minute, I was a medical doctor rushing to work. The next, I woke up as a lowly omega inside the pages of my favorite werewolf novel The Psycho Alpha. Alpha Zachary Black. The cruel, ruthless, dangerously sexy Alpha of the Redwood Pack. The same man who kills anyone who breathes wrong around him. Especially women. He hates them. Despises weakness. And he definitely doesn’t believe in love. And he chose me as his personal omega. But there’s something wrong with me. I can hear his thoughts. Not just random thoughts. Dirty thoughts. Dark, possessive, obsessive ones about me. His so-called “personal omega.” He thinks I’m weak, fragile, breakable… but he also wants to ruin me, claim me, devour me. Every time he looks at me, his inner voice screams things his lips would never dare say out loud. I should be afraid of him. I should run far, far away. But how do you escape someone who owns your body and now, wants your soul? Worse, he’s starting to suspect I’m not who I say I am. Because I’m not just Christy, the omega. I’m a stranger in this world, trying to survive a plot I already know ends in blood.

Wu Feng was just a failed livestreamer with a sharp tongue and no filter—until he died mid-rant and reincarnated into a cultivation world as a “spirit-rootless trash orphan.” But instead of cultivating the Dao, he cultivates disrespect. Bound to the Petty System, Wu Feng gains power by humiliating hypocrites, roasting arrogant disciples, and dismantling centuries-old traditions—publicly. Armed with illusions, verbal kung fu, trolling combat arts, and a complete immunity to shame, he climbs the ladder of power by becoming the most disrespected man in the realms. While others ascend through pills and enlightenment, Wu Feng rises through poetic insults, sabotage, and theatrical revenge. The path of the Petty Sovereign has begun—and no one’s reputation is safe.

In a world governed by glowing portals, procedurally generated dungeons, and a System that tracks everything from combat stats to embarrassing titles, Dante Steelblade a brave but brainless teen with dreams of glory charges headfirst into destiny armed with little more than a splintered broomstick and wildly misplaced confidence. By his side is Pickle Peter, his fabulous, magically-inclined best friend who fights in enchanted unicorn apparel, casts weaponized glitter spells, and just wants to survive long enough to find a boyfriend and upgrade his wardrobe. Together, this unlikely duo dives into the Dungeon of Distant Moaning, hoping to prove their worth, get rich, and avoid dying in horribly stupid ways. Between glitter-fueled boss fights, cursed footwear, undead fashionistas, and a System that seems more sarcastic than helpful, Dante and Peter will level up, screw up, and stumble into danger over and over again—all while redefining what it means to be heroes in a world that’s about 60% magic, 20% loot, and 100% bullshit.

Peter mont had his future finally taking shape when he tragically passed in a car accident. Only to awaken as a newborn in an environment he doesnt recognize. Rain, Wheels, and unfamiliar voices surround him in the back of a wagon. He's held by a woman with sunken eyes and hollow cheeks. Peter realizes hes been reborn in a place where the language is foreign and the comfort is scarce.

In a world where speech is outlawed, one voice could start a revolution. Or end everything. Kael was raised in silence—just another forgotten soul in the crumbling outskirts of the Vowenrealm. But when blood is spilled and secrets rise, Kael discovers he holds a forbidden power: the ability to command with a single word. A Whisperer. Now hunted by a ruthless theocracy and haunted by the cost of using his gift, Kael must decide what he's willing to lose in order to set the world free—if he doesn’t lose himself first. The Last Voice is a dark, character-driven fantasy about power, memory, and moral fracture. Fans of grim settings, quiet rebellions, and morally grey protagonists will find much to love—and fear—in this tale. New Chapters on Mondays @ 12:00PM PST and Thursdays @ 12:00 PST

A child cursed from birth or maybe not totally cursed ok fine he is cursed but just a little bit

Genre: Dark Fantasy | Post-Apocalyptic | Supernatural Before light, there was Chaos—a god born of shadow, cast into a mirror world by the god of light and cursed to fade into nothingness. In this dying replica of Earth, humanity fights for survival against the World Eaters, monstrous beings sent to devour everything. But Chaos will not go quietly. With his last strength, he scattered seven black crystals, fragments of his power, across the prison world—waiting for someone to find them. Waiting for a spark. That spark is Zenith, a seventeen-year-old orphan drawn to a forgotten ruin by a force he doesn’t understand. When he touches the crystal, he awakens the ancient voice of Chaos itself—and becomes its reluctant vessel. As Zenith struggles to resist the god inside his mind, he’s pulled into a desperate mission: to recover the remaining crystals, unlock his true potential, and uncover the horrifying truth… This world isn’t real. And the only way to save it is to destroy it. But Chaos has his own plans. And Zenith may not survive becoming the weapon he was never meant to be. ---

It is about a demon lord being renicarnated in the word he almost destroid .He became the hero of the world since a new demon lord had been born

These are poems I have written for the past two years.

In a country shattered by corruption, military brutality, and unbearable cost of living, the people suffer in silence—until one man decides to scream loud enough for the world to hear. His name is Very Dark Man, known across TikTok, Facebook, and Instagram as VDM—the fearless voice of the oppressed. Through massive protests and powerful online messages, he becomes the face of a movement. Millions believe in him. The youth adore him. The government fears him. But behind every revolution lies a shadow… When VDM makes a shocking decision that shakes the entire nation, the line between hero and traitor begins to blur. Is he the people’s last hope—or their greatest betrayal? This is not just a fight for justice. It’s a war for the soul of a dying nation.

Preface Welcome to Jumanji: A Book of Riddles — a journey into the heart of mystery, adventure, and clever puzzles. This collection is not just any assortment of riddles; it is a carefully crafted experience designed to challenge your mind and ignite your imagination. Each riddle within these pages has been chosen with intention, inspired by the wild, untamed spirit of the jungle and the thrilling world of Jumanji. Whether you are a seasoned puzzle solver or a curious adventurer, these riddles will test your wit, creativity, and courage. As you turn each page, you will find yourself stepping deeper into a world where every question holds a secret, and every answer unlocks a new path. This book is your guide through the unknown—a companion on a quest where logic meets legend. I need someone to Jumanji my voice, To set my words free, to give them choice. Whisper the secrets, solve the clues, Unlock the riddles, follow the hues. Are you ready to play this game with me? To roam the jungle and claim the key? Speak your mind, but choose with care, For every word shapes the path you dare. The First Clue In the city where justice scripts the night, And minds profile shadows out of sight, I send a whisper, a secret code, But it’s lost where silent blockers hold. Invisible bars, no keys in hand, Lock my words from the promised land. If you know a queen who fights for truth, Or ghosts who move in the darkest booth, Tell them a voice is trapped in the maze, Waiting for heroes to break the haze. A puzzle wrapped in a lawman’s tale, Where silence reigns and signals fail. Find the badge that never sleeps, And shadows where the silence creeps. Decode the message, break the chain, Deliver the word through the hidden lane. The game is on—can you hear the call? Unlock the silence, free us all.

In a world that silences truth more than lies, one boy begins to hear whispers no one else can. As dreams blend into reality, and people begin to vanish, a hidden guilt grows louder than words. Voices of the Forgotten is a psychological mystery that unravels the human mind, society’s silence, and the fragile line between madness and meaning. Realistic, symbolic, and deeply emotional — this is not just a story. It’s an echo of every thought we bury.

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