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After losing both of her parents in a tragic car accident, Karla Smith, a determined young Australian woman, leaves everything behind and moves to New York City, the place where her late mother was born and raised. Armed with ambition and heartbreak, Karla sets out to rebuild her life and pursue her dreams of working in digital marketing. Landing an internship at one of the biggest and most prestigious marketing firms in NYC, Karla finds herself in a world of power suits, ruthless deadlines, and billion-dollar campaigns. At the helm of it all is Dominic Vale, a strikingly handsome, wildly successful CEO who seems to have the world at his feet. Admired, envied, and borderline worshipped, Dominic is used to getting what he wants... except for Karla. To Karla, Dominic is just another arrogant boss, until sparks begin to fly. But with her focus set on survival, juggling long work hours, university tuition and rent, she has no time for distractions, especially not from a man like him. Tension rises and lines blur between ambition and attraction. Karla must decide what she's willing to risk for her dreams and for a love she never saw coming.

Vihaan never believed in chance encounters—until one afternoon outside the school clubroom, when he bumped into Kavin, the new transfer student with paint-smeared hands and an easy smile. What begins as a casual invitation to a pottery workshop slowly spirals into something neither of them expected. Set in a quiet urban neighborhood, the story follows Vihaan—a reserved, academically-driven teen—and Kavin, a laid-back artist with a knack for making the ordinary feel extraordinary. From high school benches to hospital corridors and art galleries, their bond grows and shifts, tested by time, distance, and the pursuit of their dreams. This is a story of quiet firsts, messy emotions, and the small moments that linger—a coming-of-age romance about finding home in another person.

Karma planned a birthday trip—but woke up in a town full of killers. His friends are missing. There's no way out. Now, survival isn’t just about living—it’s about finding the ones he lost before this world breaks him too.

“They called my affinity useless. They had no idea I’d rewrite the rules of magic.” Born a baron’s son. Branded weak. In a world where monsters evolve, nobles rule, and affinities define your fate — I was given the rarest of all: Logic. It can't burn, it can't heal, it can't destroy. Or so they thought. Behind whispers of power and ancient bloodlines, ten forgotten beings hold the key to the world’s fate. Now, thrust into the nation’s most prestigious magic academy, surrounded by monsters in human skin and elites with divine blood, I have to fight… Not just to rise. But to survive. Because when you understand the logic behind magic— You break it. This is the rise of the weakest affinity... and the beginning of the Tenth Script.

Erik, a mid-level office worker, had a simple dream: "Graduate college. Get a job. Screw MILFs." But reality wasn't so kind to him. Due to his hastiness, he forgot to check the company's background and accidentally enlisted himself into a black company—a corporate hellhole that literally made employees work to death. Such was the fate of our protagonist, Erik. Exhausted after working nonstop 12-hour shifts for seven days straight, he lost his grip on reality and met a meaningless death, collapsing onto his desk in an office nobody would mourn. Yet, reality wasn't entirely cruel either. He suddenly transmigrated into the body of an 18-year-old—young, energetic, muscular, and brimming with vitality. And best of all? He woke up sleeping right next to someone! "What? I'm transmigrated sleeping right next to my step-aunt?!" Even crazier: in this new world, beauty standards were completely reversed. Here, the pinnacle of femininity was a skinny figure with small boobs and an even smaller ass, and women who didn’t fit that mold—busty, curvy MILFs—were mostly ignored, discarded, and lonely. "How crazy is that?" Eren voiced, grinning from ear to ear. But all of that was about to change, since he was here now. He'd make all MILFs his—starting with his deliciously thick, step-aunt. But a slight inconvenience appeared—or rather something puzzling. Strange random messages popped into his life, appearing like weird pop-ups in his vision: [SYSTEM ACTIVATED:] [Synchronization Complete. Host Identity: Eren Voss (Adopted), 18 years old.] [Current Location: Hinterland Village.] [Guardian: Mira Voss, adoptive mother's younger sister.] [M*$U*#@S^$ COMPLETED: $^%$#@] Half of it was understandable, while the rest always flew right over his head. But honestly—what's a cryptic system got to do with him? He was already living his dream life, system or no system. After all, his busty step-aunt Mira was right here beside him. And every single night she’d sleep within arm’s reach, without hesitation or shame—unaware that she was slowly turning her innocent nephew into a lustful beast. Maybe this second life could finally solve his two lifetimes' worth of virginity problem? Join Eren as he navigates this lustful medieval world, seeking the truth behind his half-clear, possibly damaged system, while seducing, coaxing, and conquering every curvy MILF that crosses his path—starting, of course, with the very woman who raised him. Tags: r18 | harem | Reincarnation | adventure | action | transmigration | mystery | magic | myth | slice of life | romance | weak to strong | overpowered | kingdombuilding | conquer | medieval

Emric Vale has a problem. Three, actually. There’s the present him— outclassed, and somehow surviving a semi-military academy designed to stabilize Earth’s fractured reality and uncover the truth behind its cataclysm. There’s the future him— half-lucid and strapped to a chair in a room that smells like regret, trying to remember why he’s so important. And then there’s the past him— who may or may not have done something catastrophic in another life. Surrounded by Elite soldiers, mind blowing ability users, and a school ranking system that doles out merits based on life risking missions. Emric’s best weapon isn’t a plasma rifle—it’s his brain. (Though the rifle definitely helps.) With reality bending, alliances shifting, and ancient secrets bleeding through the cracks of Earth’s fractured history, Emric isn’t just trying to climb ranks— He’s unknowingly paving the road to something no one’s done before—building a system of his own. No divine calling, No prophecy. Just one sarcastic strategist, a few good friends, and a future that keeps piecing the past together.

Cecilia has been transmigated to a tragedy novel where she becomes a crown princess for a kingdom that is about to be destroyed as the catalyst of the protagonist's main story. Every time she dies, she will return before the kingdom is destroyed. After the 100th attempt to save herself, Cecilia finally lost her mind. Cecilia is destined to die? That's fine. Let's kill her and turn into someone else. That was the original plan. But why did everyone start getting weird around her?

“We’re not even allowed to speak to each other… so why does your name feel like a fire I can’t put out?” Sera was born into silence—trained to be invisible, obedient, and untouched. A ghost among the Hollowborn Clan. Kael was born for war—a deadly Emberfang warrior, raised in blood and fire, sworn to destroy her people. Their clans have been enemies for generations. Their love is forbidden. Their touch is a sin. But when an ancient secret shatters everything they thought they knew, Sera and Kael are forced to survive together—or die as traitors. What begins in shadows soon ignites something they can’t control. And if they’re not careful… their love might burn the world to ash.

Kusho once sealed away a god, himself. Now reborn as a quiet boy in the sleepy city of Montrosier, Kusho hides beneath a name, a face, and a past he no longer fully remembers. But the world has not forgotten him. Between blooming friendships, buried powers, and lies planted like seeds, Kusho must walk the line between peace and destruction… …before the flowers bloom in blood.

Seif Amer was just an actor who lived for the spotlight — reckless, wild, and craving fame. But when a tragic accident thrusts him into the very movie he was supposed to film, everything changes. Now trapped in a world where every scene is a deadly trap, every line is scripted, and the stakes are life or death, Seif must fight not only to survive — but to find his true purpose behind the lies written for him. Is this some cruel joke? Or is there a hidden truth buried deep inside the story that could set him free? The script says he’s a pawn. But Seif? He’s ready to rewrite the ending.

Eles morreram. Mas essa não é uma história sobre a morte. Quatro jovens acordam em um mundo que não é o deles. Um mundo de magia, monstros e silêncio entre as pedras antigas. Sem respostas. Sem explicações. Apenas sensações que não deveriam existir. A cada passo, mais perguntas: Por que eles? O que os observa? E o que exatamente foi despertado com eles? Nem todas as runas foram feitas para serem lidas. Nem todo chamado deve ser atendido.

For James Thorne, an orphan at the desolate Saint Ursa's, logic is survival. He trusts his sharp mind more than the treacherous pull of emotion, his detachment a carefully built shield. But when his own memories begin to blur-names, faces, friendships once held close slipping into fog-James's world starts to fracture. With only a stray cat named Fangtail at his side, he begins a secret investigation into the strange forgettings haunting the orphanage. He's determined to find a rational explanation-and to reclaim whatever has been stolen from him. But at Saint Ursa's, where memory fades like breath on glass,the truth he seeks may prove a deeper darkness than any mere shadow of the night.

Zephyr Von Valor joins the prestigious Royal Veridion Academy to reach his goal.

Once a man who vehemently rejected the absurd clichés of fantasy worlds, he found his quiet, ordinary life in the real world turned upside down. After miraculously dodging a truck that seemed destined to isekai him, he was propositioned by a talking raven, a messenger from another dimension offering untold power, world domination, and a grand harem. He scoffed, preferring his mundane life, even breaking his phone to sever any ties to such fantastical systems. But fate, it seems, has a twisted sense of humor. Despite his desperate attempts to cling to his reality, a chance act of kindness involving a wounded white cat ultimately sealed his destiny. He awoke in an unfamiliar world, a helpless infant, forced into the very transmigration he so adamantly refused. Will this unwilling protagonist ever find true happiness, or is he forever bound to the fantastical destiny he tried so hard to escape? Discover the secrets behind his transmigration, the mystery of his deceased lover, and the meaning of "Death Dice" in a world he never asked for.

Adeline didn't expect she would transmigrate into the trashy novel she read years ago. The plot was so cliched that she couldn't bring herself to finish it. Years later, she found that very book on her bed, the page was open to the villainess' execution and before she knew it she found herself in the very novel she hated. The evil villainess who couldn't stand her two childhood friends become completely enamoured by the female lead, she decided to take care of the matter herself and thus became the public enemy. She now became the villainess of the story! "I do not accept this!" Adeline yelled at the top of her lungs. "I will change the plot." The Crown Prince she rejected won't leave her alone. The cold Northern Duke clung to her and wouldn't let go. The Arch Mage wants to abandon his duties and serve as her personal knight, and the Head Priest is obsessed with her! The Male leads she wished to avoid won't leave her alone! ---------------------------------------------------------------- Obsessive male lead- check. Funny but strong female lead- check. Amazing family- check. Annoying Goddess- also check.

About things that humans know but don't know

In modern America a teenage vampire/alien and four men's lives intersect into an ultimate reverse harem. Haunted by a past and a fascist ruler of her home planet, she battles her enemies to achieve her goals in life.

Blood runs thicker than water. Lillian Chen—no, Lillian Lu—met a tragic end in her previous life with not even her body intact. Branded as a villainess in the pages of someone else's story, her fate happened to be betrayed by the Chen family- the very family she devoted her life to. But the fate had other plans. She was reborn, and this time she was out for revenge. Discarded by the Chens and overshadowed by Eva, the so-called “real daughter,” Lillian vows to rewrite her story—this time, on her own terms. And she plans to save her poor real family- the people who truly cared for her- this time from their ill-fated endings. To her surprise, they all turned out to be bigshots! Her mother is the mastermind behind the most powerful intelligence agency. Her eldest brother? Lord of the criminal underworld. The second? A world-renowned surgeon with a genius mind. And the third? A legendary hacker wanted by nations. It seemed she had a dangerous father as well! Also, why was the richest man in the world chasing after her!? This time, Lillian was determined to be the villainess she was and take the world by storm.

In the dazzling chaos of stardom, Scripted Touch unfolds the hauntingly tender and intensely passionate tale of Abir Sen — a powerful film icon with a shattered past — and Maholi, a sweet, grounded, aspiring writer who unknowingly carries the last thread of a buried truth. When Maholi stumbles into the film industry, fate ties her to Abir through a mysterious necklace and a forgotten promise made by a dying mother. As Maholi navigates the ruthless world of fame, manipulation, and secrets, she finds herself drawn to the enigmatic star who hides more than just a broken heart. What begins as silent chemistry ignites into a storm of unspoken desires, stolen touches, and late-night whispers. But every moment of passion is shadowed by a dark conspiracy that links their families — a murder, a cover-up, and a boy who saw too much. With powerful enemies like the charmingly vicious Ruchika and the elegant yet deadly stepmother Sulekha circling them, Maholi and Abir must face the fire of the past to claim a future. Through betrayal, heartbreak, and explosive revelations, Scripted Touch explores what happens when love is both a sanctuary and a battleground. A tale of lust, loyalty, buried truths, and rising from the ashes — Scripted Touch is where romance meets revenge in the boldest way.

Logbook stories, passionate love, new worlds and dimensions unraveled in a logbook where beautiful scenery and trustworthy shitty characters put to test their struggles through every adventure, and prove themselves everything is possible

In his past life, Mo Liang  was born a commoner in a patriarchal martial world. He was a talented martial artist—disciplined, calculating, and destined for greatness. But the woman he trusted most, his senior martial sister and first love, betrayed him. She used his secrets to rise in power, left him crippled, and discarded him like broken pottery. Mo Liang died alone, despised, and consumed by bitterness. His final wish? "Let me never be fooled by a woman again." But fate has a twisted sense of humor.Mo Liang awakens in a foreign world—one where everything is reversed. In this land, women rule the martial world, inherit sects, lead armies, and cultivate with power. Men are ornaments, symbols of grace and purity, expected to obey and submit. The world reveres strength in women and virtue in men. He is now Sima Rin , a 10-year-old boy from the noble yet declining Sima Clan  of the Northern Murim Alliance. The clan was once known for its fierce female warriors and refined male courtiers, but now it stands on the brink of ruin—politically weakened, economically strained, and hunted by ambitious rivals.Rin is stunning—angelic face, porcelain skin, long flowing hair, and soft-spoken charm. Everyone sees him as the precious little son of a ruined clan: someone to protect, marry off, or control. But inside this fragile vessel lives the soul of Mo Liang—the cold, jaded cultivator who once survived hell. He refuses to live bound by silk chains and smiling lies. Behind his gentle eyes, he observes the matriarchal world with razor precision. He begins training in secret—drawing from manuals, abandoned techniques, and relics of a forgotten era where power had no gender. He will rise. Not as a “son” to be wed. Not as a pawn in political games. Not as a flower to be admired.

In a world where power and control rewrite history, a boy named Kasel , 18 yr old, lives quietly—unnoticed, abandoned, surviving through routine and silence. But a suppressed memory stirs, disrupting the fragile rhythm of his existence. At the same time, a mysterious 18-year-old contract—tied to political power—is quietly beginning to collapse,slowly digging at the layers of rewritten history beneath it. The story unravels a hidden connection between a collapsing 18-year-old contract and a rewritten history hidden by the government—quietly investigated by two YouTubers driven by personal loss. It travels across private choices, political currents, and fragile minds—slowly peeling back the mystery of a forgotten incident from 11 years ago. ___________________________________ At the center is Kasel—an unnoticed, introverted 18-year-old boy living like a shadow. Orphaned, quietly longing for love, he works in a small shop, enduring mockery and monotony just to exist. Kasel’s mind often glitches—brief flashes of a memory he doesn’t understand, one he’s learned to ignore. But when a stranger appears—someone he doesn’t remember but might be connected to it all—everything begins to change. This arc follows Kasel’s psychological unraveling and the slow emergence of his past and truth . ___________________________________ This is a slow-burn political–psychological mystery thriller about memory, identity, control, and power.

I was born to a name stripped from history. A bloodline erased. They made me kneel in front of nobles who laughed at my ruin. But that night... something inside me woke up. Kieran Velis, son of a fallen noble house, was raised as nothing more than a servant within the gilded halls of the Aetherian royal court. Humiliated before hundreds at the grand banquet, he was meant to be a warning—what happens to those who forget their place. But Kieran is not empty. Inside him sleeps a fractured soul tied to a forbidden bloodline—one the crown thought long extinguished. With a dormant sigil carved into his flesh, a cursed voice whispering in his ear, and a hidden power ready to tear through his mind, Kieran begins his silent rise. The Choosing Ceremony is coming: a trial to decide the empire’s future rulers and defenders. Kieran was never meant to compete. But they never expected him to survive the night.

Her fingers shook,not from weakness. From the need to control something. Anything. Me. "I want them all dead," she whispered into my shoulder. "Every. Last. One." I wrapped my arms around her. Let her tremble. Not because I cared. But because this was where empires were born: not on thrones, but in broken chambers and whispered grief. "It's already begun," I said into her hair. She looked up at me,those green eyes glassy with heat and hatred. "You'll kill them for me?" "No," I said. "I'll kill them for *us*." She kissed me like a drowning woman. No ceremony. No coyness. Just hunger and rage tangled into something that barely felt human. And I gave her what she needed,not love, not comfort, but the illusion of control. That's what sex is. A chess move with sweat. We collapsed onto her bed like monarchs of ashes. Her grief was my weapon. My whispers were her gospel. And somewhere, beneath all the heat and hatred, she forgot that her son had screamed. I didn't. Later, when the candlelight dimmed and she finally fell asleep beside me,arm thrown over my chest like a claim,I stared at the ceiling, replaying the scene in my mind. Her son's death wasn't clean. It wasn't meant to be. It was a ritual. One sacrifice to awaken a world not yet ready. I opened my HUD. [Narrative Skill: Cinematic Reflexes - Passive Trigger: PLANNED COMBAT SCENE- EXECUTED PERFECTLY] [Event Branching Complete: Historical Rewrite Unlocked] [Villain Proximity Rising: The Scriptorian watches your edits.] Good. Let him watch. The Director's Cut could hide behind his twisted timelines all he wanted,this was my spinoff now.

The dense woods always hides some mysteries in it. But what if one day you got the chance to encounter them and in the journey unveil some secrets that are even related with your life. Well that's what happened with Sitaara,a young girl. So join this venture to experience the chilly tale with a haul of emotions and maybe try to interpret the motive of life in the way.