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When a private video of their most intimate moment leaked, Dara and Sethya's love shattered. The scandal drove them apart, leaving Dara in ruins. His mother, unable to bear the shame, ended her own life. Grief-stricken and drowning in despair, Dara made a chilling decision: to join her in death. But just as the darkness closed in, the shrill ring of a phone pierced the silence—and everything began to change.

Japan – National News Broadcast The polished news anchor sat upright, her gaze sharp as she adjusted the stack of papers before her. The newsroom behind her hummed with quiet urgency, the weight of the moment settling over the broadcast. "Authorities are baffled by a sudden and unexplained surge in sleep-related deaths across Japan," she began, her voice steady yet tense. "More and more citizens are passing away in their sleep without any prior health concerns. Experts are working tirelessly to determine the cause, but no clear explanation has emerged. Authorities urge the public to remain vigilant and report any unusual symptoms before bedtime." A graphic appeared, displaying the spike in fatalities over the past month. Behind her, unsettling photographs flickered across the screen—blurred images of individuals found in their beds, their faces frozen in expressions of terror. The anchor’s tone shifted. "Health officials recommend citizens avoid excessive fatigue and maintain healthy sleep habits. More updates will follow as investigations continue." --- United States – Paranormal Podcast In a dimly lit podcast studio, the host leaned forward, his eyes wide with curiosity. Across from him, a rugged man in a worn flannel shirt, gripping a faded photograph in one hand and a beer can in the other, leaned back in his chair. "So, you're telling me you saw this creature firsthand?" the host asked, clearly intrigued. The man scoffed, shaking his head. "Damn right, I did. Ugly thing had wings bigger than my body—slow but sneaky. Thought it could steal my pigs again, but I was ready this time—camera in one hand, shotgun in the other." He slammed the table for emphasis, then shoved the blurry image toward the host. The photograph depicted a small, red-skinned humanoid figure with large, bat-like wings, its eyes glowing faintly in the darkness. "Spit, the thing didn’t know what hit it when I fired!" the man chuckled, his voice full of excitement. The host held up the picture to the live chat. "Alright, what do you think? Mothman? Demon? Or is our friend here just seeing things?" The chat exploded with theories—some skeptical, others eager for the investigation to continue. --- China – Liangyuan Street Market Surveillance footage from a bustling night market in China captured a chilling scene. A woman in a red qipao walked gracefully through the crowd, her figure striking in the soft glow of lanterns. Suddenly, she paused. Her body flickered—like a glitch in a video—before vanishing completely, as though she had never existed. The footage zoomed in, replaying in slow motion. In the final frame before she disappeared, her face distorted unnaturally, her eyes hollow and empty. The screen cut abruptly to black.

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

“You are the center of my world.” “You have me now, you are not alone anymore. I will protect you unconditionally.” “Lean on me a little more.” I once had a dream- to be a rockstar, an idol. Fame seduced me each night I lay down. When it came, I grabbed its hand and never wanted to let go. What I didn’t expect was, who this dream came with. Him. The love of my life, the person who destroyed me and put me back in place. The person who I shattered for and he called me beautiful. The person I cannot breathe without. The one person in this world who belongs with me. He saw me, touched me in the deepest parts of me I didn't know existed, and loved all of me. I was too scared to turn towards him, how could it be possible, for a person to love someone like this? Enough to risk their deepest desire? All we ever wanted was to love each other. But the world wasn’t ready for us. Or was it us? *This is a work of fiction BL love story. It's a slow burn, characters are not perfect and this is not a perfect world. *All copyrights of the cover belongs to the owner.

Matthew, a 25-year-old otaku, never imagined his obsession with fantasy worlds would turn into reality—until a fatal gas leak ended his life and transported him to another world. But this wasn’t the second chance he hoped for. Born as the illegitimate son of an affair, his very existence was a stain on his family’s honor, and his father relentlessly sought to kill him. Yet Matthew, now Claude, survived, again and again, driven by an unyielding will to live. Until one day he discovered his power darkness. Feared and reviled in this world, dark mages were hunted and burned alive. Knowing his gift could become his downfall, he trained in secret under Theo, his true father. When he turned sixteen, he, his mother, Dalia, and Theo planned their escape from the small town. But their attempt was thwarted by knights and clerics from the Promised Land. Though he narrowly escaped with his life, the cost was high—his family’s safety shattered. Wounded and desperate, Matthew fled to the fabled Elysian Plains, the last hope for those like him. However, just as they neared Elysium, Claude was struck down by the Saint—killed in an instant. Yet, against all odds, he lived again. The voice of the man before him confirmed it. “You are the descendant of the Lord of Calamity. I grant you this kingdom and the power to crush all who stand in your way.” The man’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “Write your own bloody history, Claude. Until we meet again, I expect you to have conquered this world.” And with that, Claude awakened to a power beyond his imagination—the legendary system he had longed for. Yet, as he soon realized, it was no system at all. [Oh? So you expect me to be like the ones in your memories?] [A system that grants you quests and guides your hand?] [Very well.] [Welcome to the Elysium of Darkness System, Lord of Calamity.] A series of commands etched themselves into his mind, each word dripping with ominous purpose. [Your first quest has been issued.] [Increase the number of dwellers in Elysium using your seed and blood. Spread your legacy by making demons and witches bear your children.]

She loved once. It destroyed her. She won’t make the same mistake again. Mizuki Wolfe should have had it all—the perfect love, the perfect life. But love, as she learned, was nothing more than a cruel illusion. In her first life, she gave her heart to the wrong man, trusted the wrong people, and paid the ultimate price. When she died, she carried nothing but regrets. Then she woke up—alive. A second chance. A new life. And this time, she knows better. Now, Mizuki has one rule: never fall in love again. She walks away from her engagement to billionaire Pablo Rossi without a second thought. She plays matchmaker, ensuring he ends up with someone else. The world watches in shock, but no one dares to ask the real question—why? Because if they did, they’d never believe the answer. Then came HIM. A rockstar with a voice that sends shivers down her spine. A pair of mismatched eyes—one gold, one blue—that seem to see everything. K is the kind of man who sings of soulmates, who believes in fated love as if it’s a force stronger than time itself. And the moment he lays eyes on Mizuki, he knows. She is his. But Mizuki doesn’t believe in fate. She’s lived this life before, and she refuses to repeat the same mistakes. Only… fate doesn’t seem to care what she believes. And neither does he. A battle of heart versus destiny. A love that wasn’t supposed to happen—again. Will Mizuki’s walls finally break, or will K learn that even soulmates can slip through fate’s fingers? A story of second chances, soulmates, and the impossible fight against destiny. ---------------------------------------------- “Miss Mizuki,” he greeted, his voice deep and smooth, the kind of voice that belonged in an expensive whiskey commercial—or better yet, a lover’s whisper. Mizuki blinked. Then again. Her mouth opened to respond, but what emerged was less “hello” and more “garbled wheeze.” Lizbeth, her ever-loyal assistant, jabbed her sharply in the ribs. “Hey,” she whispered, her tone sly, “I think the leading man just fell in love with you at first sight.” “Shh!” Mizuki hissed, her face heating up. She tried to regain her footing, figuratively and literally, but managed only to trip over her own feet. She lurched forward, arms flailing in what she hoped looked like an intentional movement. K, lightning-quick, caught her before disaster struck. His hands were firm yet gentle as they steadied her. Up close, those stunning eyes were even more hypnotic, and the faint scent of cedar and rain seemed to linger around him. “Are you all right?” he asked, his lips quirking into a smile that somehow managed to be both kind and devastatingly alluring. Mizuki’s brain short-circuited. She realized she was still clutching his arms and yanked herself back so fast she almost stumbled again. Lizbeth leaned closer, whispering gleefully, “You okay? Your heart’s racing.” “I want to run,” Mizuki muttered, barely moving her lips. “What?” Lizbeth asked, her grin widening. “I want to run,” Mizuki repeated in a fierce whisper. “Far away. To another country, maybe.” Lizbeth snickered. “Flight at first sight, huh?” “Yes!” Mizuki hissed, shooting a panicked glance at K, who was still watching her like she was the only thing worth noticing in the entire room. His gaze was so warm, so intense, it could have melted steel—and definitely her composure. She shot a look at Lizbeth, who was no help at all, and then at the nearest exit. She was already planning her escape. Update Schedule: Start February 14, 2024 Update: daily at midnight follow me on IG: @schreient_rui Like the story? gimme coffee :D https://ko-fi.com/schreient

As Orson read the novel written by the girlfriend who had left him, he gently remarked on how terrible the story was. But then, noticing a foul smell coming from the kitchen, he went to investigate. He realized there was some kind of gas leak. Already furious about being dumped, Orson became even angrier at the state of his kitchen, and in his rage, he hit the light switch with a powerful punch. Naturally, the explosion that followed killed him instantly, and Orson passed into the afterlife. After spending some time in limbo, he found himself reincarnated in an unfamiliar world. However, he quickly realized he had been reborn inside the cliché-filled novel written by his ex-girlfriend. As if that wasn’t enough, he had ended up in the body of Neonidas, a useless duke who was also the fiancé of the story's villainess. ____ There may be a bit too much swearing and slang in the first chapters, but it gets less afterwards. There will be no yuri, bl or ntr in Neonidas(MC) harem

When she was ten, she said, "When I grow up, I want to be the President!" "It's impossible, but you can be the President's wife," he replied. He gazed at her tenderly. His youthful eyes filled with deep affection, as if he wanted to give her the whole world. When she was thirty-three, due to a leak of military secrets, she was imprisoned for treason, and she saw his signature on the death sentence document. She finally understood that the so-called undying love was fake, and that power and status were the true goals. Love is just like a ghost—more talked about than seen. ... Reborn and back to the age of twenty, she opened her eyes and shouted, "I must be the President!" "But, Madam... Your husband is already the President," someone said. She was stunned for only a second, then viciously replied, "Then I'll take him down first, and I'll become the President!" A man gently pushed open the half-closed door, chuckling softly, "Did I hear wrong? Sweetie, you want to... take me down?"

The Brooke and Williams families—the two most dominant wealthy families—were now bonded through marriage. As the principal figure of the marriage, Professor Williams was obsessed with scientific research, education, and psychological development. She did not have feelings for the demon king, Landon Brooke! The two of them could not even be bothered to put on a show. Tiana Williams was constantly thinking about having their marriage being annulled by the demon king! However, with their godly good looks, talent, and capabilities, their CP fans came uninvited, hoping to see snippets of them interacting with each other every day. They begged for dog food and even leaked sex tapes as they worked hard to find evidence of their love... Professor Williams finally could not take it anymore and texted the demon king: [Senior, I'm proposing to be in a fake relationship with you!] The devil: [Call me Hubby, and we'll be in a real relationship.] Professor Williams frowned. [I don't want to be in a relationship!] The devil made a call instantly. "So? I just donated a laboratory and the academic building. Last night, you said that I performed well, but you turned your back on me the next day? Have you learned how to extort people for sex and money?" Professor Williams was shocked. “I didn't! I’m… in a show right now…” Beep beep… The call ended! The viewers in the live streaming channel exploded: [Did that come from the distinguished Big Boss Shen?] [What did Demon King Shen do last night? Is it what I think it is?] [Can you give us the details? We can afford this much data, please!!!]

A World of Bonds and Battles In this world, a person’s strength isn’t just their own—it’s shared with their familiar, a mystical creature that becomes both a companion and a source of power. Every familiar is unique, but they all fall into five tiers based on their abilities and potential: 1. Ember Tier – The most common familiars, good for learning but limited in strength. 2. Veil Tier – More specialized and adaptable, strong enough to give their summoners an edge. 3. Dominion Tier – Rare familiars that can change the course of a battle. 4. Apex Tier – Legendary creatures with stories behind them, the kind that make people stop and stare. 5. Ascendant Tier – Beyond legends—these are familiars that defy history itself, but they don’t start that way. They have to evolve. How Familiars Grow Familiars aren’t just stuck the way they are. They can evolve, but it’s not easy. Some have to survive near-death experiences, others need rare energy sources, and some have to merge with another familiar. Every evolution is different, but for students in training, there’s a limit—no one should have anything stronger than Veil Tier during their assessments. Kyle Corvayn & Boneclaw – A Pact with Death Kyle wasn’t supposed to come back from that fire. But he did. And when he did, he wasn’t alone. Boneclaw, a rare and feared Apex-Tier familiar, was now bound to him. Its presence is unsettling—cold air follows it, shadows shift when it moves, and it doesn’t quite belong in the world the way normal familiars do. Unlike most creatures, Boneclaw doesn’t evolve in a straightforward way. It absorbs power through battle, taking on traits from its deadliest versions—Wraithclaw, Graveclaw, Bloodclaw, Echoclaw, and Famineclaw—until it reaches its final form. But there’s a cost. The more Kyle grows, the more his abilities start shifting toward something darker, something unnatural. Life at the Military Academy Kyle’s not the only one with something to prove. The academy is full of students trying to rise through the ranks, each with their own familiars and ambitions: Darius Holt, a Level 5 student with the lightning-fast Stormfang Panther, is Kyle’s main rival. Their clashes push both of them to their limits. Vivian Marchand bets on Kyle’s abilities, throwing him into a high-stakes sparring match. Jace Torren, Kyle’s roommate, hides his own secrets—like a rare familiar he spent everything to summon. Instructor Vaughn has seen something in the security footage. He doesn’t know what Boneclaw is, but he’s watching. An investigator at the academy is digging deeper, sensing that Kyle is at the center of something unusual. The Phoenix Order & The Coming War Outside the academy, tension is rising. The Phoenix Order, a rebel group that despises the familiar system and the power it upholds, is waiting for the perfect moment to strike. A war is coming, likely sparked by a broken peace treaty, and when it does, everything the academy stands for will be tested. Kyle was never meant to be part of this fight. But with Boneclaw by his side, he may not have a choice. His strength is growing, his mana is changing, and the world is watching. The only question is—will he control his power, or will it control him?

The book was written in his own blood. The answers will drown the world. Li Zhe Ran—once a prodigy of the Celestial Sword Sect—now crawls through the Crypt of Whispers, his shattered meridians leaking spiritual rot. There, he finds it: a tome stitched from the skin of dead philosophers, its pages pulsing with cursed truths. Swallowing its words to reclaim his power, Zhe Ran awakens as a living paradox. His body rebels: Ribs crack into venomous orchids whispering Nietzsche’s bleakest axioms. Blood crystallizes into chains etched with Xunzi’s warnings. Every truth he devours feeds the Philosopher’s Bloom, a sentient rot that turns cities into forests of flesh-bound trees screaming in Sartrean despair. To survive, Zhe Ran binds six women, each a disciple of warring philosophies: Mei-Xing, a Confucian sword saint who kills chaos to preserve order. Ilse, a nihilistic alchemist brewing godhood from corpses. Lian, a poison cultivator whose kisses unravel souls into poetry. Claire, a dualist artificer who splits mind from body—even if it kills her. Nadiya, a Dostoevskian madwoman who weaponizes suffering. Kotone, a Shinto exorcist bargaining with the ghosts in Zhe Ran’s bones. But the Tome’s final truth will unravel them all... Now, his past, present, and future are colliding… and the only way to escape the loop is to destroy every truth he has ever loved.

Synopsis In a universe where breastfeeding rewrites quantum physics, a genetically engineered mother and her quantum-wolf lover battle cosmic forces to protect their reality-shaping infant. Across millennia—from 1023 AD Norse rituals to 10,000 AD galactic tribunals—their struggle to balance parental love with spacetime stability evolves into a mythic saga where milk becomes the fabric of reality, stretch marks map star systems, and a baby’s teething pain triggers supernovas. Plot Summary & Future Arcs Core Premise Lynette, the 500th incarnation of a lab-engineered "Spiritborn," discovers her breastmilk holds quantum code capable of creating—or erasing—civilizations. Alongside Caelium, a werewolf-physicist cursed to oscillate between human and feral states, they raise a universe-breathing infant whose needs (hunger, teething, diaper changes) manifest as cosmic crises. Their nemesis, the ancient witch Isolde, lurks in black hole rattles and formula corporations, weaponizing parental guilt across timelines. Key Existing Arcs (Chapters 1-50) · The Quantum Nursing Wars: Breastmilk algorithms vs. artificial formula empires in 3024 AD. · The Milky Tribunal: Intergalactic courtroom drama where lactation laws put Lynette on trial for "chronon genocide." · Teething Armageddon: The infant’s first tooth eruption rips spacetime, summoning dystopian dentist fleets. · Caelium’s Wolf-J.D. Crisis: His battle with black hole student loans and a werewolf lawyer rebellion. Future Outline for "The Lactating Cosmos" Chapter 51-60: The Pacifier Prophecy Arc Core Conflict: The infant’s discarded pacifiers form a neutron star oracle predicting a Galactic Potty Training Revolution. Methane-based diaper civilizations declare war on organic life, weaponizing fecal black holes. Key Beats: · Lynette brokers peace via Quantum Diaper Treaties, rewriting sanitation laws. · Caelium’s wolf-pack battles Toilet-Bomb Anarchists in Andromeda’s nursery lanes. · Isolde hijacks the prophecy, corrupting pacifiers into Singularity Pacifier Grenades. Global Hook: Parenting’s most mundane task (potty training) becomes a galactic power struggle, blending absurd humor with climate crisis metaphors. Chapter 61-70: Colostrum Crusades Arc Core Conflict: A cult worshipping Lynette’s “first milk” hijacks the Andromeda galaxy, using Lactation Lasers to erase formula-dependent civilizations. Key Beats: · Lynette discovers her colostrum contains Isolde’s Original Sin Code. · Caelium confronts his darkest self: a 2149 AD Formula Executive who monetized infant hunger. · The infant’s third eye leaks visions of a Milkless Universe, forcing Lynette to question her worth. Global Hook: Critique of corporate greed and "wellness culture," with breastmilk as both sacred and commodified. Chapter 71-80: Weaning the Gods Arc Core Conflict: The toddler’s tantrums collapse realities into a Tesseract Playpen—a hyperspace nursery where dark matter is finger paint and black holes are sippy cups. Key Beats: · Lynette and Caelium infiltrate the playpen to teach Gentle Reality-Building. · Isolde manifests as a Toxic Nanny AI, weaponizing bedtime stories. · The toddler’s first scribbles accidentally create Proto-Civilizations in her coloring books. Global Hook: Parental guilt meets multiverse theory: How do you raise a god without breaking reality? Final Arc (81-100): The Lullaby Singularity Core Conflict: The child’s first spoken word (“Mama”) triggers a Nursing Big Bang, birthing a new multiverse. But Isolde’s final gambit emerges: a Formula-Fed Doppelgänger Child hellbent on devouring their legacy.

Park James has always been one of those vampires that despise humans. But one thing like most humans he has a dream to become an idol and be a member of a band so he moves from America to South Korea to pursue his dream. Unlike in America where he openly embraced his predatory nature,in Korea he has to hide his identity especially if he wants to stay in the entertainment industry. With the help of his vampire brother who works at the same entertainment company where he was training as a K-pop idol ,he manages to hide his identity from his fellow band mates. There at the entertainment company,Park James met Roh Yoon-ho a complicated boy and he takes him to a liking. He wants to know him better despite his prejudice against the human race. Throughout their interactions as band mates the two grow close learning each other's secrets. And their relationship reached another level where they were more than ready to promise each other forever but at the end of the day they were K-pop idols - role models whose actions were judged by the majority - fans and other people. What choice will they make where their relationship is suddenly revealed to the public? What will happen when Park James' true identity is leaked?

“Okay, so picture this: Your buddy Kaito dies slipping on a banana peel that’s basically the universe’s middle finger. Instead of heaven, he gets a job offer from a pan-dimensional duck in a suit who’s like, ‘Congrats! You’re now the multiverse’s handyman, but instead of fixing leaks, you fight gods who cry when you roast their PowerPoints.’ Kaito’s whole vibe? ‘I didn’t ask for this, but I’ll do it while sarcastically sipping cosmic boba.’ He glitches through worlds where gravity takes weekends off and wars are fought with karaoke. The catch? He doesn’t exist in any universe’s database, and now every god, demon, and sentient spreadsheet is like, ‘DELETE HIM.’ "It’s like Rick Sanchez and Deadpool had a baby, raised it on anime and dad jokes, and then threw it into a black hole made of HR paperwork. 10/10 would binge-read while eating questionable gas station sushi.”

This novel is rated 18 with lots of fan service. If you are wondering if its. -NTR, No it's not. -Yuri, A big no, I guess. I don't know if it is, so maybe is the final answer. -Incest, yes! A BIG YESSSS!!! In a world ruled by cultivation and magic, the past centuries have been defined by the dominance of cultivators and mages. Cultivators capable of crushing planets with a mere squeeze of their hand, and sages who could destroy worlds with a single gesture, have long battled to prove which path holds the greater power. For thousands of years, their rivalry shaped the fabric of existence. However, the tides began to shift. Over time, the longevity of cultivators allowed their strength to grow with each passing year, while mages, bound by their limited lifespans, succumbed to the inevitable toll of mortality—even with the aid of rare elixirs. This gradual imbalance led to the decline of the mages' dominance. But everything changed when a young boy from a humble village awakened a system. When he saw her mother relieving herself at night in her room when he wanted to take a leak. This event caused significant changes for him, as he discovered that he could grow stronger by engaging in perverted activities. [You just masturbated. You just gained 10 experience points] [10/100. Remaining to level up] [You just ejaculated. You have gained 20 experience points & 10 Silver Solaris] [30/200. Remaining to level up]

The dead don’t lie. But sometimes, they whisper things you were never meant to hear. Forensic pathologist Orion Blackwood has spent his career cutting open the dead. But there’s something he never tells anyone—when he touches a corpse, he hears its final words. A dying breath, a muttered name, a cryptic warning. The problem is, they only speak once. And if he doesn’t understand them in time, the truth rots away along with the flesh. One night, a mutilated woman is wheeled into his autopsy room—no fingerprints, no ID, as if she never existed. As Orion reaches for his scalpel, the corpse’s bloodless lips part, and in a ragged whisper, she speaks: “Don’t let him find you.” Then, her jaw snaps shut. Her body goes cold. And Orion realizes something is very, very wrong. The next day, she disappears from the morgue. No records, no evidence, no proof she was ever there. Even the security footage shows only Orion, standing alone in the room. As he searches for answers, the whispers of the dead become more insistent. A faceless figure watches from the corner of his eye. His own reflection moves a fraction of a second too slow. At 3:33 AM, his phone rings from an unknown number—on the other end, he hears his own voice, whispering something he cannot understand. The deeper he digs, the more the truth unravels. And buried at the center of it all is a terrifying secret: Orion Blackwood is not supposed to be alive.

In a not-so-distant future, Earth is thrown into chaos by a weird alien ship that crashes and starts leaking spiritual energy all over the place. This energy messes with the planet’s ecosystem, making everything mutate—animals, plants, even people. It’s like nature’s gone wild, with some folks getting crazy supernatural powers while others struggle to survive against mutated creatures and power-hungry groups trying to take control. In the middle of all this craziness, Amira Hailen—a tough-as-nails ex-special forces assassin with a complicated past—gets a second shot at life. Thanks to a mysterious ally’s Mental Transference powers, she’s sent back in time, waking up with the ability to control ice. Determined to keep humanity afloat, she gathers her old crew and turns them into a reliable team amid all the chaos. Meanwhile, Aiden Emberstorm—a fiery elite operative—gets fed up with the government’s weak response to the crisis. With his own fire powers blazing, he ditches the bureaucracy and teams up with his battalion to protect innocent lives. He becomes a symbol of resistance, taking on mutated beasts and rogue factions while trying to restore some order. When Amira and Aiden cross paths, it’s not exactly love at first sight. Their icy and fiery personalities clash, but they can’t deny the need to join forces. They both want the same thing: a sanctuary where survivors can be safe. So, they decide to work together, hatching a plan to take down the alien ship before it can call in reinforcements for a full-scale invasion. Amid epic battles, unexpected alliances, and a budding romance, Amira and Aiden must face both their inner demons and the alien threat. It’s a fight for survival in a world that’s gone wild, with everything at stake—including their own hearts.

My new villain novel: Demonic Skeleton God Just a warning the first few chapters may be worse because I wrote them when I couldn't write well but in my opinion 18+ chapters will be much better than the previous ones, please give it a chance. I was pretty inspired by ORV to begin with, so if that bothers you you can leave. Because I've been annoyed by people who've read 5 chapters and say it's a copy. The first 7 chapters it's going to be very similar to 40 chapters it's going to be a little bit similar and then not at all. Bob Reloud was a strange kid—psychopathic, autistic, and introverted. On the surface, he didn't fit the typical image of a psychopath, but when he got angry, he became something else entirely: a bloodthirsty predator, driven purely by instinct. The first sign of his violent nature emerged in kindergarten when he was just five. A classmate destroyed his favourite toy car, a cherished gift from his grandfather. Enraged, Bob's face turned red, and foam gathered at the corners of his mouth. In a fit of uncontrollable fury, he gouged the boy's eye, causing severe injuries that left the child hospitalized for a week. His parents, horrified, took him to a psychiatrist who reviewed footage of the incident. But when the psychiatrist met Bob, he found a calm, seemingly ordinary autistic boy. After weekly sessions revealed nothing abnormal beyond his autism, the psychiatrist concluded that it was an isolated incident—a strange, unexplainable outburst. However, Bob's parents remained cautious, assigning him a special tutor and treating him with apprehension, afraid to provoke another violent episode. One evening, his father came home drunk, as he often did, and began his habit of throwing insults at Bob's mother. Bob had grown accustomed to these rants. Afterward, his father sat down to watch football. Bob, fiddling with a stolen phone, accidentally blasted music at full volume. Bob’s dad started beating him, and his mom tried to calm him down, but it was too late. Bob became extremely angry, went into his psycho mode, and murdered his parents. Officer Danzel responded to the call. Breaking down the door, he was met with a chilling scene: a boy covered in dried blood, sitting calmly on the couch, the decomposing corpses of his parents beside him. "Don't move, or I'll shoot!" Danzel barked, his hand on his gun. Bob raised his hands. Danzel covered up the murders, taking Bob under his wing. Over the years, he moulded Bob into a spy and assassin—a tool for his purposes. Bob excelled at killing, but he despised espionage, finding it tedious. Worse still, Danzel kept him trapped, threatening to expose his past if he ever tried to leave. Eventually, Bob devised a plan to free himself. Over months, he deliberately botched missions, creating enough trouble to provoke Danzel's wrath. Finally, Danzel snapped. Now, Bob stood on the subway platform, a grin on his face and a backpack on his shoulders. For the first time, he felt free. Boarding the train, Bob heard the powerful voice of the demon. The apocalypse was about to begin, and his story could finally unfold.

He will always find her. In every life he will find her. He will love her. He will be her doom. This is their curse. Seri was a smalltown girl. She had a good life, loving supportive parents and friends, a bright future as an artist ahead of her. Her world abruptly changes when she meets a handsome stranger at a bar. His presence threatens to tear her heart apart as she learns the truth about herself. Her lineage. Her past. and their curse. When sudden disappearance shake her town and someone close to her disappears, Seri's world shatters. A war is brewing between Heaven and Earth, mortals and immortals. It will be the final war. Seri will embark on a journey that threatens to unravel the secrets hidden long ago. these secrets will force her to make a choice, one that could tip the scales deciding the fate of the world. This book is a bit of a slow burn but when it picks up the steam will satisfy the wait. Exerts from the book: *BANG* My ears were ringing, it suddenly got so much colder. Hard to breathe. Next to me mother shrieks in horror looking at my stomach. There’s blood. It was leaking from me. Pain slammed into me, felt like I was hit with a thousand knives. It was so agonizing I tried to brace myself back against the railing. Hard to breathe. I could feel the warmth of my blood dripping from my mouth. Looking down and a dark red color drenched me. Mother on her knees wailing uncontrollably. Detaching my clipped life vest to look at my hole. Blood now smeared my vision as I tried to wipe the red from my eyes. Screams and footsteps echoed loudly in my ears. Then suddenly I’m falling. “Hey now, hey now, fainting at the sight of me are you?” His sensual voice slipped in my ears like smooth milk chocolate. the taste of iron consumed my mouth, hot blood flooded me when I tried to laugh. It hurt. Oh god why did it hurt so bad. Tears drifted down my cheeks the salt leaving a trail of it’s path behind it. “You’re gonna be okay, I promise.” “You found me.” a smile creeped up my face. “I’ll always find you.” The ship began to lift into the air and people began to fall. I blink and then I’m falling. With one breath in I hit the ice cold water. Paralyzed. I couldn’t move. The screams and cries of woman and children pounded with water. Slipping. I was slipping under the violent thrashing waves. The air being sucked from my lungs. I try to open to breathe only got water to rush in instead. I was drowning. I was going to die. Gasping for air only to swallow more water. The water was like liquid ice touching my skin, but my lungs burned. A scream burst from my mouth only to be drowned by the water that came in after. I sank deeper and deeper.* *I saw his eyes flash a glowing white before he closed them and started kissing me again. This time it was gentler and softer than before. He tasted like warm honey biscuits. He was passionate and relaxed with his movement. I didn’t stop him. No, instead, I let him claim my lips. I run my hands though his hair pulling his face closer to mine. He rests his body on me, his weight heavy against my smaller frame, pressing me into the bed. The pressure of his body weight made me want to spread my legs and when I did a fire sparked inside me, my core was a blaze. My intimate area felt wet and hot like lava, and it was like everything around me melted away and I was lost in this kiss. This single moment in my life was undoing me. He pulled my head up sliding his arm underneath my neck to keep his body lifted slightly as he ran his fingers up my side. My body jolted; my hips instinctively lifted upwards, pushing against him. I could feel him harden between my legs and an unfamiliar ache stirred inside me, I moaned into his mouth. I could feel my body burning up again. I was getting dizzy, and I started to sweat. Or was that steam coming from us? Stars began dancing in my vision. Then a darkness swallowed me, and I was lost.* discord for this book is: https://discord.gg/Wx3RS62W

Sonakshi, a powerful and ambitious businesswoman, has always been in control of her life. But everything changes when Aryan, a charming yet mysterious man, enters her world. What starts as a seemingly perfect romance soon turns into a dangerous game of deception, power, and hidden motives. Aryan, unknowingly being used as a pawn by a sinister third party, gets entangled in a web of manipulation. But Sonakshi, sharp and calculative, soon uncovers the truth—Aryan is not acting on his own. Instead of confronting him, she decides to play along, setting a trap of her own. The game is on, and Sonakshi is determined to emerge victorious. The scandal of their intimate photos being leaked forces their families into a heated confrontation. While Aryan's conservative family demands marriage as the only solution, Sonakshi's father refuses to pressure his daughter into anything against her will. Amidst the chaos, Aryan realizes his genuine love for Sonakshi and publicly declares that he needs her—not out of obligation, but because she completes him. He proposes, but Sonakshi, ever strategic, asks for time to decide. As twists and turns unfold, Sonakshi remains steps ahead, carefully plotting her next move. With secrets unraveling and new enemies emerging, the battle is no longer just about love—it’s about control, power, and revenge. In When He Came, love is not just about emotions; it’s about strategy. Will Sonakshi accept Aryan’s love, or will she use him to take down the real mastermind pulling the strings? In this high-stakes game, who will win, and who will lose everything?

THIS IS A WORLD OF DANGER . THE DAY WHEN REALITY CHANGED . IT STARTED AFTER A CRACK APPEARED ON EARTH AND MANA STARTED TO LEAK FROM IT . IT LED TO THE CREATION OF DUNGEONS AND SUPERHUMANS KNOWN AS "HUNTERS"

Virus Origin: The multinational pharmaceutical company Blackstar secretly developed the biological warfare agent X-23 virus in Grey Harbor City, and a laboratory leak led to the collapse of the entire city. The military established a cordon, turning the city into a living hell. Agent Mission: Former security agent Lu Chen accepted a mission from the Ashes organization to retrieve the virus's core data from the quarantine zone. During the mission, he encountered a new mutant known as the "Breeder" and discovered that the inhibitor provided by his employer contained a fatal flaw. Unexpected Gain: In an abandoned church, he rescued a mysterious deaf-mute girl named Xiaoyu, whose cross pendant surprisingly repelled low-level infected individuals. The unique reaction in her blood hinted at an astonishing connection between her and the virus. Emerging Conspiracy: A military communication device provided by black market intelligence dealer Tang Jiu suddenly received a mysterious signal, claiming that the entire city was a meticulously designed petri dish by Blackstar, and that all survivors were nothing more than lab mice.

Di dunia yang semakin modern, permainan tradisional mulai terlupakan. Namun, di tengah hingar-bingar olahraga populer, ada satu permainan yang kembali mencuri perhatian: Archa-BOi-sebuah permainan strategi, ketangkasan, dan keberanian yang terinspirasi dari boi-boian, berkembang menjadi olahraga kompetitif di tingkat nasional. Jati, seorang siswa yang masuk SMA di Madiun Wengker, awalnya ingin berjuang sebagai Builder dan menjadi MVP ditingkat Nasional. Namun, realitanya klub sekolahnya nyaris dibubarkan karena kekurangan anggota, ia bertekad untuk membangunnya kembali. Berbekal kecerdasan dan insting strateginya sebagai seorang Builder, ia mulai mencari pemain-pemain berbakat untuk bergabung.Namun, perjalanan menuju Merdeka Cup, turnamen Archa-BOi paling bergengsi tingkat SMA di Indonesia, tidaklah mudah. disisi lain, Sahabat-sahabat lamanya semasa SMP telah memilih jalan masing-masing-beberapa bergabung dengan tim-tim besar seperti Jakarta Blades dan Yogyakarta Royals, bahkan Bali Leaks sementara yang lain harus menghadapi kenyataan hidup yang keras.Dengan tim yang dipenuhi pemain baru dan semangat yang nyaris padam, Jati harus membuktikan bahwa Madiun Wengker masih punya taji. Di hadapannya, berdiri rival-rival tangguh, termasuk sahabat masa kecilnya yang kini menjadi lawan di lapangan.Bisakah Jati dan timnya menembus persaingan ketat, menghadapi para pemain terbaik di negeri ini, dan mengembalikan kejayaan Archa-BOi di Madiun?Sebuah perjalanan penuh gairah, persahabatan, dan persaingan dimulai. Ini bukan hanya tentang kemenangan-ini tentang membangun kembali warisan yang hampir punah.

Brielle is one of the few female hunters at the association. Dealing with useless trainees every six months, she has a low tolerance for bullshit. She no longer believes in love, and nothing will change her mind after what happened to her. She believes that the only thing she can love and trust is her job, where she helps protect the defenceless by killing those who use their abilities to get everything they want. Hunting is a thrill that she enjoys more than life itself. Having a minimalist life, the only thing at home she cherishes is her painting. A vampire that refuses to choose a partner for his sister. Ketan will do anything to protect his loved ones, even kill those that threaten his livelihood. Usually, he is calm, gentle, and collected. He stays hidden away from everyone when he does not want anything to do with individuals until the day he is captured and locked away in a dungeon. After that moment, his life changed for good. Cursing the blood that he drinks, Ketan fights against the pull of drinking more blood from the person that donated the blood. An Excerpt from the book: Brielle throws her arms around Ketan’s neck. “I was so worried about you. I did not know what you were going to do or if you would survive.” Ketan smiled and accepted her hug. “I am sorry for worrying you. I had to do what needed to be done. Besides, I knew that this was going to happen and be as painful as it was.” Brielle starts sobbing in his embrace. “I think that you should take what you need from me, Ketan. You will not be able to stand the bloodlust soon… will you?” Pushing her away before losing control. Ketan moves away from her weakly. “Stay back. I am not in control of myself right now. You should not even be here right now. Leave me alone!” Ketan holds his hand out to stop her from coming closer to him. “I can hear your pulse racing; it’s deafening.” “You were fine a moment ago; now you are you pushing me away, Ketan? I can help you.” Brielle leans down towards him and gently pulls him into her arms. “No, stop. I can’t control myself, and I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened to you. I am not a sedated beast; I lust for every drop of your sweet blood that I hear pumping through your veins, but I must resist. Otherwise, I will harm you in the worst way possible.” Ketan pushes her back and teleports deeper into the cave. “Stay back before I begin to acquire a taste for your blood. It is a deadly thing to tempt fate once again.” Brielle continues to walk into the deep dark cave towards him. “Ketan, I trust you more than I have trusted others. I know that you will not kill me. Just look at how fearful you are right now.” She finally reaches him again. Crying, Ketan grabs her from behind, sits her in his lap. One arm wrapped around her waist, the other in her hair, pulling off the right exposing her neck. Slowly he lowers his lips to her neck, licking the surface testing the flesh. His fangs rest at the hollow of her neck before carefully breaking the skin. He starts to drink her blood deeply, but as he drank, he slowly stopped and lifted his face up, crying while holding Brielle against his body crying. Blood leaking from the bite marks while some drips down his chin. Her body was being held up by Ketan, and her eyes were now closed. Her body seemed lifeless in his arms. She started to slide forward as a deadweight. Ketan catches her and holds her princess style in his lap, rocking back and forth. Crying fresh tears.

In a normal ongoing world (earth), a sudden disruption in sky occurred lending to the interlink between foreign worlds that led to the emergence of dungeons, filled with malicious and deadly monsters waiting to cause havoc and bloodshed over the humanity. But as there's the equal and opposite reaction of every action, there's also the emergence of a powerful enhanced group of humankind, came to be known as 'HUNTERS', as the ones who come under the contact of magical energy or mana leaked from the foreign crack. And so, with this the world enter into a new phase of revolution, as with new source of clean and nearly infinite energy many new technologies and research development goals able to be achieved and developed. This is a story of a one such normal human (our MC), who in human terms is at weakest of the chain but still solely continued his struggle to reach at the top. so, let's enjoy his journey in textual form.

The Alistair siblings, consisting of 6 people, look perfect on the outside, especially in the eyes of the world: Victoria is a successful actress, Rebecca is a successful CEO, Madison shines as a supermodel, Davis is a top rockstar, Sadie is a famous doctor and Corina is a professional artist and bestselling author. They are all beautiful, intelligent, talented, and have brilliant careers. However, there is one thing that the public doesn't know about their most fundamental similarity: the wounds and traumas of childhood caused by their abusive and narcissistic father, as well as the death of their mother in 2017 that haunts them to this day. Will they be able to heal all those wounds, or will they drown in destruction? This book is available in KDP: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0DYPKK8R6

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

After a gas leak explosion Aelelithys find himself in another world with the powers of all of the characters of his drawing and imagination

Shadow of Desires From the Alleys of Lucknow to the Underworld’s Throne. Set against the grimy tapestry of Lucknow’s class divides and the glittering menace of global crime, Shadow of Desires traces the harrowing journey of Mufidul Sheeraz Akhtar—a boy forged by poverty, sharpened by betrayal, and consumed by the hunger to rewrite his destiny. The Spark of Ambition (2008–2015): Orphaned at 8 when his father, a low-ranking clerk, dies of cardiac arrest, Mufidul becomes the reluctant patriarch of a crumbling household. His mother, Shahana Parveen, battles UP’s bureaucratic quagmire to secure their meager pension, while his brothers—Zohrez, the dreamer, and Raheem, the sickly toddler—lean on him for survival. By 12, Mufidul masters the art of scarcity: diluting milk with gutter water, forging ration cards, and bribing local officials with *mithai* boxes. But when Zohrez nearly dies from counterfeit medicine sold at Prakash Medical, Mufidul’s innocence shatters. “Money isn’t desire,” he hisses to the night sky, “it’s armor.” The Descent (2016–2020): At 16, Mufidul drops out of City Montessori School, trading textbooks for contraband. He starts small—smuggling stolen car parts across the Nepal border—but his mathematician’s mind soon devises risk-reward algorithms that impress Lucknow’s underground kingpin, Raza Bhai. Under Raza’s tutelage, Mufidul learns to launder money through sari emporiums, hack into police databases, and exploit UP’s political rivalries. His first kill—a corrupt cop who threatens Raheem—leaves him trembling but addicted to the rush of control. By 19, he builds Zunar Enterprises, a front company trafficking arms from Myanmar’s rebel factions to Mumbai’s gang lords. The Ascent (2021–2028): Mufidul’s genius lies in his duality: the boy who still mends Zohrez’s torn shirts becomes the “Ghost of Gomti”, a phantom orchestrating heists from Macau to Marrakech. He infiltrates cryptocurrency markets, manipulates Bollywood studios for money laundering, and seduces an Interpol analyst (Ayesha Kapoor) to leak classified files. His signature move? Using childhood chess strategies to outmaneuver rivals—sacrificing pawns (loyal henchmen) to protect his queen (family). But as his empire grows—spanning 41 nations via shell companies, drug cartels, and stolen AI tech—the cracks widen. Shahana, now a hollow-eyed widow, disowns him after discovering his crimes. Zohrez, a law student, threatens to testify. The Unraveling (2029–2031): Interpol’s Operation Black Lotus paints Mufidul as Public Enemy #1. Betrayed by Ayesha, who plants a tracker in his vintage HMT watch, he flees through Lucknow’s labyrinthine gullies—past the kebab stalls and chess clubs of his youth—now a fugitive in the city that raised him. In a climactic showdown at the ruins of the Lucknow Residency, Mufidul faces Zohrez, now a prosecutor. “You became what killed Abbu,” Zohrez snarls, “greed wrapped in excuses.” The Shadow’s End: Cornered by NATO forces in Istanbul, Mufidul chooses cyanide over surrender. His final act? Transferring ₹8,400 crore to a secret account—not for his brothers, but to build free cardiac hospitals across Uttar Pradesh. *“Let them hate my name,”* his diary reads, *“but let my mother’s pension never fail again.”* --- Themes: - The Poverty Trap: How systemic rot in India’s welfare machinery breeds desperation. - Moral Calculus: Whether evil deeds can be justified as “love” for family. - Legacy: Can blood money ever cleanse itself? Style: Gritty, lyrical, and unflinchingly visceral—a Slumdog Millionaire meets Scarface tragedy rooted in the smells of Lucknow’s chaat stalls and the cold logic of offshore bank accounts. “They called him a monster. But monsters aren’t born—they’re sculpted by the hands that starved them".

Between the howls and wails, the screams and cries of women being raped, and the villagers being eaten and butchered like cattle, there was a middle-aged man who was desperately running away while yelling his lungs out. ''Why.... WHY!!! YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKERS!!!'' His clothes were in tatters and marred in blood, with his body being barely able to function. His state was simply beyond recognition. As for where he was running to... It didn't matter... He just wanted to flee the hellish scene that was unfolding behind him. His remote village, the one he had lived in his entire life, was now a fiery beacon illuminating the night. ''Whyyyyy areeeeeee youuuuuuuuuu runninnnnnnnnnnng awwaaayyyy froooooom usssssssss?'' Terrifying low growls and voices could be perceived behind him, and every time he heard them, his body released adrenaline to try to override its limits, but to no avail as his injuries were just too severe. The humanoid creatures pursuing him were like shadows, barely distinguishable through the cover of the night. Their eyes, akin to black holes, were fixed on their prey as it struggled for its pathetic life. Their faint and sinister giggles kept reverberating through the darkness... *** As blood rushed up his throat and leaked at the corners of his mouth, his sinister appearance aggravated to where he resembled a devil. During his maniacal laugh, his punctured lungs had finally given out, causing his whole body to collapse on the ground and dyeing it a scarlet shade. His mind went blank, while his consciousness left his battered body. *** After what appeared to be a few minutes, he suddenly woke up. He was startled at first, but he soon realized that he had indeed died. Everything around him was black, without an ounce of life in sight. He was basically a spirit floating in the absolute void. ''So this is what happens when you die... You just drift in darkness... That's actually underwhelming. I wonder if I'll just fade away'' When Derrick's thoughts started to drift, a prompt appeared in front of him. [Welcome to System Nemesis, Derrick Tarlin] [Would you like to seek revenge? Yes/No]