Jiraiya Toei

Born of a celestial bloodline, raised in the heart of Konoha. Sent to Earth as a child to escape the brutal civil war of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, he was taken in by Uzumaki Mito and hidden among the shinobi of Konoha. Mistaken for a half-Hyūga due to his strange chakra and eyes, he embraced the misunderstanding, living in the shadows of his true identity. But as he grew stronger, the weight of his lineage became impossible to ignore. When he develops a unique technique—an evolution of Yamata no Orochi, transforming his obsession with knowledge into a path toward an information-based existence—he takes his first step toward awakening the dormant power within him. With each battle, he inches closer to reclaiming his heritage, refining his chakra into something never seen before: an Ōtsutsuki bloodline of his own creation. Yet the path to ascension is fraught with danger. As his power draws the attention of Madara Uchiha, Danzo, and even the unseen hands of the Ōtsutsuki beyond the stars, he must navigate a world that fears and covets his abilities. With allies like Orochimaru, Jiraiya, Tsunade, and Sakumo Hatake at his side, he sets out to unify the ninja world, unravel the mysteries of chakra itself, and prepare for the looming war against the celestial invaders. But power alone will not be enough. To carve a future free from the cycle of destruction, he must become more than a warrior—he must become a leader, a creator, and the first of a new kind of Ōtsutsuki. The question is… will the world be ready?

Priest Alexander, how good is your printing? Princess Vivian said seductively with only a piece of white clothing that covered little to none of her sinful body. Alexander was shocked by the sight in front of him, looking at the woman who was one of the most beautiful, No! She’s the most beautiful woman in the Empire, but because she never made an attempt to dress up so nobody has ever seen her shine this brightly. Now looking at her with water dripping from her body like the sea pearl, her flamboyant red hair like that of burning fire, and her perfectly seductive body still wet and still carrying the freshness of a rose petals shower. Looking at the way she is wet from head to toe with the room filled with the scent of rose with water dripping from her body, gives a kind of allure that makes it hard for any man to resist her. She’s currently looking like a seductress, No!, She’s a seductress because she’s currently doing what is seductress does, seducing a priest. Vivian had an heart disease since the day she was born, since she was young, she spent most of her life lying on the hospital bed, denying her the joy of living like every other normal child. The only way for her to escape the reality that haunts her and the pain she goes through is by reading novels, watching movies, and following celebrity gossip on social media, but what becomes of Vivian when she suddenly dies from over-excitement and is transmigrated into a novel as her favorite character who was the villainess, and probably the most naïve and innocent villainess ever.

--- Ariana was rooted to the floor outside of Anthony’s door her heart raced in her chest, like something was preparing to break apart her ribs. She had not wanted to come to a halt, much less listen in on the conversation that was unfolding before her. But the sound of laughter that came from Rachel was not new to her ears which suddenly had her face the direction of the voice like a pupet. “…you’re so bad, Anthony,” Rachel whispered sexily. “I never lie to you,” Anthony countered sullenly then suddenly grew smarmy, “I’m only bad with you.” Reaching out Ariana braced her back against the wall and her mind whirled round with confusion. Glancing around the corner she stopped breathing as she saw them. Rachel resting on Anthony laps, having her hand resting on Anthony’s arm. He leered at her, and from even his bearing suggest that he wanted something more than friendship from her. “She has not realized it yet?” Rachel asked me in low tones as if Shareen was a hopeless case. Anthony chuckled. “He realized Ariana was smart, as well as trusting in his team. That’s her weakness.” Such words are a shock for Ariana as if someone slapped her. [His fists clenched.]His hands shook, and for a moment she considered; she felt that nausea could overcome herself. Trust. That was what she had delivered to them – what she considered they deserved. And now? Now they were laughing about it, about her . She wanted to rush into the room and meet them eye to eye, look them into the eyes and scold them for every single angry word that rises within her chest. But she didn’t move. Not yet. She held a strap of her bag so tightly her hands became gloved. Indeed, she retreated sensibly, her breathing becoming light. It was not so strange they did not notice her go ; of course they did not. Why would they, if they reckoned she did not know any better? And when she came to the door of the house, shutting herself out on the cold evening, when the wind caressed her cheek like a slate, then in her soul something leaped. The heartbreak was still there, but it was buried beneath a wave of something new,rage. But she paused and with her head held high she walked away leaving her legs give away from her. The frosty night’s darkness embraced her when she tripped outside, onto the campus and grass., but the freezing air was no match for the icy sensation in her chest. She began to ponder vigorously various questions, accusations and processes of retaliation in her mind. But she didn’t see the car. This blaring of the horn was too late. There was the pathetic squealing of brakes and a moment of unbearable agony that filled her from head to toe. The world staggered, and the last thing Ariana could make out before everything went black was the night sky above her. Everything went black. ---

"Establishing connection with Earth 316" "Seizing the soul of the candidate" "Beginning Transmigration" "Welcome, Foreign Soul, to the Verse of Primes" This is a story of a young man who absolutely despises his past chunni self who was a avid powerscaler and a wannabe novel writer ,he was a neet for 4 years then he finally touched grass ahem.. one night as he was watching powerscalers battle on the internet and cursing them on their foolishness,he suddenly Transmigrates in the novel he created in his chunni days. Ain Rex finds himself in a massive cosmic egg as a draganoid with a system that he got from his chunni self that invited his ex-neet present self into the novel to meet his creations that he had ignored for 4 years. After getting out the egg he finds that everything has changed greatly as the Mc he created has become a magus supreme and humans which were weakest in the verse are now standing Toe to toe with dragons and elves.. Ain must learn to harness his new abilities and learn what happened during the time his verse was ignored by him. will he come to accept the characters he created and loved in his childhood? Or watch them get destroyed by the danger that is approaching?? watch as he goes to confront the might of mages and knights,demon and devils,gods and Primordials in hopes of returning to what he thinks of his reality. Op protagonist ✓ system but not meddlesome ✓ No harem✓ Calm protagonist ✓ Morally flexible ✓ Rare Bloodline ✓ Magic✓ Eldritch Beings✓ Powerful Villainns✓

"Aizen, have you fallen?" Namikaze Minato clutched the bloody sword wound on his waist, looked up at the figure slowly flying into the air, and asked in a deep voice. "Minato, you are so arrogant! No one stood in the sky from the beginning, neither you nor me, not even God." Aizen's indifferent and deep eyes no longer have the tenderness of his former companions, and he only looks down at the devastated Konoha below... At this time, Jiraiya, one of the Sannin, was covered in blood, and was unconscious in a coma! Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen was slashed by a ferocious wound on his chest, lying on the ground dying, and even the Vajra Ruyi stick transformed by the ape demon was broken in two! And behind them, the bodies of the Konoha Shinobi are even more numerous...

Dom, a man in his mid-twenties, suddenly gets reincarnated into the harsh post-apocalyptic world of his favorite game series, Wastelander. With his previous life ended and his new one just beginning he needed a new goal to strive for, and so with an ambitious heart, he decided to pursue the monstrous goal of conquering the wasteland in its entirety that has been left scarred by atomic fire for some two centuries. On his journey through this new world, he’ll come face to face with all sorts of dangers ranging anywhere from mutants wanting to tear any human they come across to shreds for a quick meal to bandit clans that love to rape, pillage, and sell their victims into slavery. Despite those prevalent threats seeming dangerous enough to deter most from even attempting to set foot outside the confines of whatever safe haven they have, they're not even the worst of what he’ll come across in the pursuit of his goals. Dom’s quest will have him go toe to toe with the many powers that exist across the wasteland and their armies in his quest to one day conquer it. Will Dom achieve his dreams in this life or will he succumb to the many dangers that exist within the wasteland and beyond? | Other information | This is not a privilege novel and never will be. Other Tags: Relatively Ruthless MC, Faction Building, War, Aliens, Space Travel, Mutants, Robots, Exploration, Cannibals, Sex, Drugs, Slavery, Galactic Conquest, Cultivation, MC POV Only | Links | Discord Link: https://discord.gg/NP8e6CymdY Patreon Link: https://www.patreon.com/PowerArmorGuy

Loud music is playing, some students are dancing and other are chatting. The few one who are alone are dispersed observing the others. My eyes scan the room for Liam. Fortunately, I see him standing at the entrance with Lucas, Mateo, Levi and Mason. My legs drag me to their direction and he smiles as he sees me. His friends pushed him to me and he looks like he hesitates for a while before walking up to me. Without a word, he grabs my hand and pulled me away from the noise. Now we’re standing in the boys changing room. Before I speak, he gently cups my face. His forehead is touching mine as his eyes flash in the evening light. My heart races and I look away shyly but he lifts my chin up with his finger. I admire his beauty,drowning in the rush of love and awaiting a toe-curling kiss. I hear his words; “Don’t be silly. You’ll never be my type.” Followed by a chuckle. My blood runs cold as my brain draws a blank *************** Liam Hunter, the name that could make your knees turn jelly. He had it all the looks, money and everyone’s dream girl, Beatrice. He was the school’s basketball team captain. Every girl was dying to spend even a second with him, well except her. His charms didn’t work on her and she seemed oblivious to his existence. Everything changes for Liam when he is dared to date Zara for a month and then dump her. It all starts as game, a mind game for Liam. But what happens when the heart gets involved? What will Zara do after learning the truth? Will she get over her love for Liam and go back to herself?

A promised eternity and meaningful vows linked the Greek god of love and a mortal to lifetimes of relationship. Two drips of blood stained one rock as the proof of their devotion for each other. Before Eros could kiss his bride, she collapsed to deep slumber in his arms. The first and last kiss he ever laid on her forehead was a heart wrenching one that moved clouds to tears, stopped birds from singing and darkened the sky. At the peak of his heart ache, he glared at his mother, Aphrodite, resentfully for her lies, schemes and jealousy. "The moment you decided to hurt her, you should have expected losing me as your son." Eros eyes laid on his wife whose body withered to ashes and flowed to the underworld. "Let her live and I'll be her replacement." Once again, he watched her soul reach safety to the Oracle's hands. Aphrodite stripped away his power and threw him to the dungeon of suffering and torment, expecting him to give up his stubbornness after a few days. His love for her only deepened and the desire for power heightened. Eventually, he became the Devil. Oracle: "Her soul has been sent to the reincarnation portal, but I can't say when it would be her turn." "I'll wait for that day to come." Eros sipped his wine in his chamber as he stayed away from heavens. Thousands of years later..... "Master! Master! The human world is very exciting! There are books about you and your late wife's love story there too! I wonder how humans learn about these stories." The teenage crow demon, Axle, flapped his wings excitedly as he chanted about his findings. "Oh? Then bring me that book as souvenir next time." Eros chuckled at his underling. ------------------- The crow disguised himself as a teenager and always wandered around in a bookstore. "Tsss.. paper cut!" The girl accidentally cut her finger when she flipped to the last page of the Greek mythology tales book at the counter. "Are you alright?" "Yes, but the book..." "It's fine. I'll still take it." The crow said as he didn't mind the drip of blood that stained the words, happy ending, on the last page of the book. --------------- The book burned to flames and was tossed to the floor for others to make a bonfire. "Ridiculous! Happy ending? Don't let me see that ever again!" Eros' rare anger filled voice echoed piercingly in other demon's ears. Crow: "Master! Look!" Eros' attention landed on the pile of ashes on the floor. With widened eyes, he approached the pile of ashes and picked up the unburned piece. "Happy ending.." Oracle: "Eros, she's back." -------------- - A certain high school - "Ugly trash! Leave!" Classmate voices echoed in the girl's ear as she found her gymnastic sneakers filled with pin tacks, gym uniform soaked in pungent scented liquid and scribbled curses all over her desk. Facing the insults five days a week, she had gotten used to it. Still, it hurt to see people duding by her appearance. As tears clouded over her face, the mixture of cosmetics melted. "Here, wipe your tears. Don't let their words get to you." The popular classmate smiled and handed her a pack of tissues, instantly winning her heart as nobody had shown her an inch of respect in school. Rinsing her cosmetic filled face at home, the water dyed grey along with other colors. "I found you, my prince." Too bad, the prince was just a jerk who wanted to gain popularity. Luckily, she realized it early. ------------------ One night, she saved a kitten from getting run over by a car. The driver stepped out and asked if she was alright. Seeing how the man was wrapped up from head to toe, she handed the kitten to him. "I'm fine. Here, take the kitten to the hospital." "Miss, I think you need the hospital more than the kitten." His voice sounded magnetic to her ears. "I'm really fine. Bye." Her gorgeous smile greeted the man warmly. "Interesting. She didn't scam me." Eros stared at the direction where she had ran away.

[DROPPED] My name is [REDACTED]. I was just a normal, job-seeking guy who had just finished his undergraduate study and was hopeful of becoming a useful member of society. However, the job market in this current economy was quite harsh, and competition was at an all-time high. Thus... I remained unemployed for almost half a year. As usual, I was on a job hunting spree, hoping to finally find or land a job that would hire the poor me. However, fate had other plans for me... and I died, getting run over by a large truck. I thought I was dead, but... I soon woke up inside a test tube, surrounded by white-coated scientists in a dimly lit laboratory. I was confused, as I realized that my body, from head to toe, was covered with some sort of dark material that fit my skin quite tightly, as if I was wearing a skin-tight suit from a superhero comic. But... I wasn’t a superhero. “Good morning, Subject... No... Grunt No. 703.” I was just one of the supervillain's Grunts. [STATUS: DROPPED] Reason: - Trash writing in general - Pacing like a crippled snail - Overall a misaligned of what I had envisioned in my head

Johnathan is now reincarnated into the Arrowverse, but with help from a mysterious Deity. He can at least stand toe to toe with the forces of another and trained assassins. (I do not own any rights to any of the original characters of DC comics, Tokusatsu. They belong to their respected companies. The only thing I own is My OC.)

Being the daughter of a famous dragon hunter has its perks and annoyances. One perk Everscent likes is that she has access to things other people normally wouldn't. For instance, getting noticed by the Dragon God Chaos and receiving his blessing, giving her access to the system. There's no way she would have drawn the attention of a shadow god if she wasn't related to her parents. A second perk is getting one on one sparring sessions and being able to afford a tutor to help her control her blessing. At least, if they can find one strong enough to handle the powerful darkness she wields. An annoying perk would be all the expectations that are put on her shoulders. "Your mother is a strict Headmistress for the number one academy in the world and your father is an anointed Hunter to a High Lord who won the national tournament. How powerful are you?" Only she is powerful, she just can't control it so she doesn't use it. Often, at least. Well, only when it's convenient. However, now that Everscent is twenty years of age, she can go with her older brother to the academy to follow her family legacy. To join the tournament and become a dragon hunter. Well, just as soon as she masters the rest of her blessing. However, one mistake makes her entire first year tense and unforgettable. No one likes a pissed off King breathing down their neck, Ever especially. Not when her brother is starting to act weird. Not when demons are sneaking into the academy, and not when dragons are attacking with the Dra'koni. Is it just her or does everything just have bad timing? *** Two daggers sit atop a white marble pillar, protected by a dome of glass. While the hilts and crossguards match, the blades are different. One is made of a pale, shiny metal, while the other is crafted from dark obsidian. At the center of their hilts are round opal stones. Everscent leans closer, her hands pressing against the glass as she gapes at the lovely weapons. "What are you doing?" The deep, quiet voice makes her yelp and she jumps away from the dragon-blessed item. Everscent spins around and finds a dark figure leaning against the doorframe leading to the room she's in. Is he here to steal it too? Has word already gotten out about it being transferred here already? That's so annoying… Ding [Profile blocked from viewing.] Everescent's eyebrows furrow as she averts her eyes from her system screen to her new guest. How strong does he have to be to do that? A low grade wouldn't have been able to get past the Honeycomb Barrier. Everscent narrows her eyes. If he truly is that strong, can he see her profile window? He isn't giving anything away that he does. "Wha–" Her voice cracks, and she cuts herself off to clear her throat. Dang it. "Me? What about you?" The guy doesn't respond at first, then he hums. He gazes up at something behind her and taps a finger against the fabric of his pants. Then he pushes himself off of the doorframe, and with his hands shoved into his pockets, steps closer. "I asked you first," he shrugs. She tilts her head, why does he seem so familiar? "I got curious." She glares at him. She takes him in from head to toe. "I wanted to see it." "Seeing doesn't require touching, now does it, little thief?" She can hear smugness in his tone. Ever's hands curl into fists. Who the hell is this guy? "It's your turn," she snaps, nodding at him. "Why are you here?" "Just," he pauses, and reaches up to scratch the top of his head and then sighs, "doing some old man a favor." Old man? Her eyebrows furrow. "What–" He cuts her off. Suddenly, he's inches away from her, his eyes squinting as he smiles wide from beneath his mask. His eyelashes are so long. "You talk too much." He murmurs softly.

In a world where climbing the Tower determines one’s fate, I was granted the most overpowered skill in existence: Regression. With it, I can turn back time and undo any mistake. Death is meaningless. Failure is irrelevant. There’s just one "tiny" problem. [You Got a Paper Cut… Regression Skill Activated.] [You Stubbed Your Toe… Regression Skill Activated.] [You Missed a Step… Regression Skill Activated.] Every time I take even the slightest damage, my skill activates, throwing me back days before it happened. A papercut can reset an entire battle, and tripping on a pebble can erase hours of progress. Now, I’m stuck climbing a deadly Tower, where every step is a challenge, every enemy is ruthless, and every slip-up sends me spiraling into madness. I have a overpowered skill, but it kinda sucks.

two main male characters: Claude, a modern-day witch, and Eden, a Nephilim. Even though they are completely different from one another, they are ultimately just the two sides of the same coin. Hundreds of years have passed since the war ended between the Nephilims and the humans. Eden, being the last of his race, had received punishment from the Archangels for their transgressions. Therefore, he had been doing nothing but obediently carry out his punishment, since what else could he do with his inescapable fate? Until ... PACK! Eden turned to see an unfamiliar man against the window, squinting at him. His ivory hair was dripping wet, well actually he was drenched from head to toe as if he went for a swim and forgot to bring a spare change of clothes which made his current clothes stick to his body and outlining his muscles. His pinkish eyes squinted hard at Eden for a few seconds before recognition sets in. "YOU!" He pushed himself off the window and went towards the entrance all while Eden was trying to place the crazy human in his head and the next thing he knew the man grabbed hold of his arm, ignoring some humans in uniform telling him off for getting the floors wet and dragged him out of the place. ────୨ৎ──── please dont judge the cover ;; its made from canva. socials: @aresclothovt at twitter! NOTE: im the original author of this work. my previous account was binded with just a twitter account that i dont think it's secure enough so i made a new account.

After Ragnarok, the gods and demons died, the heroes perished and all the beasts who fought them toe to toe ceased to exist as well. The world evolved, after the death of all superiors (Gods), the inferiors (Mortals) started to learn the ways to gain those celestial powers, some even surpassed the gods. They were gifted with the spirits of deceased powerful beings. Spirit stolen at birth, the prince of once a doughty werewolf kingdom, Ezra Zephyr is plagued by the curse of god until the fate draws him to a mysterious domain. Where he meets a beast, who became Ezra's spirit. That beast was no ordinary beast at all, he was the evil monsterous wolf of Norse, who killed Odin and devoured the Sun. He was Fenrir, son of Loki and Angraboda. Fenrir trained Ezra Zephyr before becoming his spirit; from that moment the Ezra Zephyr changed his innocence with atrocity. Join Ezra Zephyr as he'll wreck havoc in the world with Fenrir as his spirit. Get ready for rollercoaster of Adventure, War, Dark Schemes, Light Comedy and Seggs. A world where both Cultivators and Sorcerors fight for supremacy, a new fantasy world where Qi and Mana co-exist. *** First 32 chapters consist of MC's training, don't judge before reading atleast 40 chaps. This is a novel where MC will trample the so called Gods and Heroes in myriad of mythologies without disisting his sexual urges that he inherited as werewolf. However, there won't be harem and MC will not stick to one girl. This novel is inspired by chinese novel Dragon Prince Yuan, the first few chapters will resemble to it, it's my token of respect to the author of DPY. However, the story and theme is completely different. [ Hello dear readers add me on discord to be in touch with novel man's fan community. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/AcZ72pRbAZ]

Synopsis: Fresh out of college Mizuyuki Shin finds himself in a slump. While the plan was to graduate and go into his profession of Architecture Design and even after receiving many offers on graduation day, He feels like the spark he had was gone. Fresh off the heels of a bad break up after 2 years of trying, his best friend Myah takes him to a favorite club of hers for a change of pace. Mizuyuki never dreamed he'd meet the Devil himself there dressed head to toe in designer people falling over him for attention and he looks like he couldn't be bothered by any of it. Stephen Coolwater led a pretty boring life. Just because you have it all doesn't mean life is fun. People always fall over themselves for his attention but they only want to use him every time. For money, power, status, or his body, it's always been the case. Until he met Mizuyuki, who couldn't be any less interested in him. In fact to Stephen he looked like he wanted to die. "What better way to die, than in my arms at the peak of an orgasm?" Will upload at least 2 chapters a day! Thank you for reading!!

In a universe ruled by gods, Acen was born to a poor woman in one of the oldest clans of the Sun Universe. Despite enduring oppression at the hands of the celestial beings, she appears like any other ordinary girl—though anyone who believes that is gravely mistaken. Acen is the daughter of Saliviako, the ruler of the gods, and the rightful heir to the throne of the supreme. To reclaim what is hers, she must face Finito, an ancient evil who killed her father and plunged the universe into chaos. As she embarks on her journey, Acen transforms from a naive girl into a warrior capable of standing toe-to-toe with the ancient god of woes. But will she succeed, or will she fall as her father did?

"We don't know where they came from, what they are, or how much longer we have." In the spring of 2036, hordes of abominations sprung from the ground and drove humanity to the edge of extinction. The world governments that survived the initial assault pooled what resources they could into large strongholds that could hold off the hordes of the unspeakable. After 452 days of endless violence and a death toll of over 8 billion, the hordes finally halted. Humankind questioned their purchase, but they have not wasted it. After nearly two decades of relief, what remains of civilization is tentatively stable under the United Coalition. They hide in their strongholds at the end of the earth, fearing what walks the land that was once theirs. After the first appearance of these creatures, an event mankind would later refer to as "The First Breach," a small portion of the population started to be born with a genetic abnormality dubbed the Paradox Gene. Children identified as carrying this gene, are taken from their homes, and their lives are erased. They are taken to a UCN black site to be moulded into an elite fighting force; the only hope of going toe to toe with the mind-bending horrors that stalk the wastelands on earth.

With a snap of his fingers, they dance to his tune. With the quirk of his lips, they turn numb. With the tap of his toe, they kneel to him. He can control their every thought, emotion, and movement. Manipulate their very lives. None can escape his grasp. *** Ian woke up one day confused to see the unfamiliar yet familiar surroundings. Once this was his home, when it was no more he got lost. He lost everything. Now everything is back. A burning starlight lit in his cold eyes, promising to burn all his enemies. He would never allow his home to be destroyed again. Not this time. He was back. And this time, he would control their lives just like they controlled his.

In a realm where magic and alchemy intertwine Aroza stood at the threshold of her new life as the bride to the infamous Sapphire Duke. The wedding was magnificent, draped in a veil from head to toe that shimmered like starlight; yet beneath this façade of elegance lay an unyielding wall built from suspicion and guardedness. The Sapphire Duke harbored a lingering doubt about Aroza's loyalty, believing her beauty masked ulterior motives inspired by ambition rather than true affection. Enveloped by daunting responsibilities toward not only herself but also her five companions who depended on her success for their futures, Aroza resolved to prove herself as an invaluable ally rather than a perceived threat lurking beneath royal glitter.

In a world where memories weave the fabric of reality, Michael finds himself transported to a city like no other—a place where the forgotten past breathes life into the present. It is a place where shadows of stories and fragments of experiences refuse to fade, existing in hidden corners and silent echoes. Here, every choice, every step, has the power to reshape history and carve pathways into the future. As Michael explores this strange, alluring city, he begins to sense an unseen force at work. Memories long dismissed resurface in the faces he encounters, each life a reflection of forgotten pains, untold joys, and unfinished stories. But he soon learns that to remember is not without risk: a single ripple can transform lives, unravel bonds, or alter reality itself. Drawn into a community of enigmatic storytellers, Michael stands at a crossroad. He faces the temptation to alter the past in the hope of creating a better future, yet the price of doing so remains unknown. Guided by an enigmatic woman and a storyteller whose words resonate with hidden truths, he must confront the weight of his own memories and the allure of influence. Caught between honoring the stories that shaped him and risking everything to change them, Michael’s journey unfolds in a delicate balance. The choice he makes could ignite hope in a world built on echoes, but it might also fracture the very foundation of existence. City of Echoes is a tale of memory, connection, and the intricate dance between fate and choice, where the past is as alive as the present, and every story—even the forgotten ones—has a life of its own.

Fifty years after the Eclipse, a meteor shower that gave rise to humans with supernatural Aether powers, society is ruled by the gifted. Takumi Jiraiya, dreams of winning the prestigious Eclipse Festival—a tournament for the strongest Aetherians. But there's a problem... Takumi doesn’t possess any Aetherian powers. By chance, he ends up at Azora Academy, one of the top schools for Aetherians, and must hide his powerless nature. Using his intelligence and machines to fake Aether's abilities, Takumi adapts to his new life with his new friends and misfortune while hiding his unfortunate truth...

Jan-Hendrik van Aswegen is an aimless twenty-two year old who moves from Cape Town to the big city of Johannesburg in search of a new life. Failing to get a job or a purpose, he decides to sell drugs with high school best friend Joseph. The two start a drug empire and become some of the most wanted criminals in the country, drawing attention from law enforcement and rival drug lords. Follow Jan-Hendrik and Joseph as they climb up the ladders of crime, battling against corrupt police officers and Nigerian gangsters in the process. As well as try to survive in an environment where human life is cheap. A tale of survival, betrayal, revenge, power, greed and heartbreak. "Toe dit wel gebeur en voldoende goudertsreserwes ontdek is, was die voortbestaan van die Goudstad verseker." "That's just how it goes, my brother. It's survival of the fittest out here. Dis 'n leeuwereld hierdie, tjom!" - Joseph "Ek ry al die pad na die goudstad toe, maar ek kom nooit daar uit nie. Vir een of ander rede, is dit okei by my." - Jan-Hendrik

When sassy, street-smart Amber from Chicago's roughest neighborhood finds herself transmigrated into Song Yanyan's curvy form, she's in for a rude awakening. Trapped in the gilded cage of Wuhan's snobby elite society, Amber must quickly adapt her gangster wit and tough spirit to this new, foreign world. However, Amber is no wilting flower. With her brave hood mentality and sharp tongue, she turns Master Wu's mission upside down. As she unravels the dark secrets behind her new identity, Amber goes toe-to-toe with the arrogant young master, their flames of rivalry soon sparking an unexpected passion. In this world of decadence and deceit, Amber must fight to replace Song Yanyan's meek persona with her bold, unapologetic flair. From intense clashes to wild romantic entanglements, she'll deliver scorching face-slaps to any who dare underestimate the transmigrated hood princess. Brimming with drama, action, laughter, and jaw-dropping revelations, one thing is certain - Master Wu's wife is no shrinking violet. Can this fish-out-of-water hood princess rise as the elite world's feistiest new queen?

Huo Jingchen had a serious paranoid personality disorder, and Zhao Siqing was his psychiatrist. Huo Jingchen had endured it for six years, but he did not dare to get close to her. He thought that he could control himself well, but after just one meeting, Huo Jingchen's face was swollen by himself. "Zhao Siqing is mine, her eyes are mine, and her body is mine. From head to toe, from inside to outside, her hair is mine! " There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but only you are my favorite. The male protagonist is sick, and the female protagonist has medicine. Double Love Letters, welcome to jump into the pit.

Note: Cover Photo from Pinterest and not mine. Credits to the owner The continent has always been riddled with war. Small kingdoms are being invaded by big ones and are swallowed up. Two empires have emerged to be the most powerful, the empire of Constantine in the west and the empire of Alessandria in the east. When the two empires clashed to dominate one another, the continent was put into turmoil. With the war stretching on for years crops and livestock began to dwindle, famine and sickness started to spread. Death had spread throughout the continent. In this war between the two powerful empires, Constantine was at a disadvantage because of the might of Alessandria. Because of the long years of war and the damage it has brought, a truce was formed. Being that Alessandria is the dominant of the two, Constantine was forced to give away some of their territory together with sending a princess as a hostage and one of many wives in the harem of the tyrant emperor of Alessandria. Almera Ashelet Constantine was the eldest princess of the empire of Constantine. Born from the empress of the empire she should have been loved by many. But contrary to that, she was only a princess by name and not favored by her father the emperor Reginald Constantine III of the Constantine Empire. She was then chosen to be the hostage princess that is sent to Alessandria Empire. ** It looked like Almera was in a disadvantageous position, she was not only a princess from the enemy empire but also a weak woman that can be bullied easily. She knew that her father has sent her knowing that she can die in Alessandria and that is what he was counting on to break the truce that was forged. But unknowing to anyone, she has a power that was passed from her mother empress to her. It was a power that can change the tides of this war. Almera kept it a secret as her mother had let her promise on her death bed. But for Almera to survive, she must use this power to wager and struck a deal with the emperor of Alessandria, Romulus. ** At the wedding chambers in Alessandria, Almera was waiting intently. Her hands were sweating even though she was feeling cold. Nervousness enveloped every part of her body. She had heard rumors of Emperor Romulus. She must get him to agree to the wager she had in mind. When the doors opened and a man entered, Almera’s heart leaped. She saw a well built man with little clothes on. It was none other than the emperor of Alessandria, Romulus Alessander. “So, you are the princess of Constantine that was sent here.” The man looked at her from head to toe as if gauging her worth. “You will do.” He had a devilish grin on his face. The man was rushing to the bed where Almera was seating. “W-Wait…” Almera said hastily. “Before everything else… hear me out. I want to make a deal with you.” Romulus stopped just right in front of her. “A deal?” Romulus had one eyebrow up. “Interesting. This is the first time a woman had stopped me in my tracks and surprised me by wanting to strike a deal. Then tell me princess, what deal do you want to have with me?” A playful smirk was etched on his face.

She defied the Prince of Hell, now he wants her. But not for the reasons you think. Will she fall for her enemy? — After being severely bullied throughout high school, Keisha Brown decides to make the best of her college life. Getting into Henderickson Prep - one of the nation's most prestigious schools - she is determined to climb the social ladder and kiss her wallflower days goodbye. However, when she incurs the wrath of resident bad boy vampire Luka Haydes, she finds herself at the centre of his unwanted attention. After a gory massacre takes place on the night of his revenge against her, Keisha must work together with Luka and the rest of the supernaturals at Henderickson to discover the mystery murderer and stop them. The question is; can she do it all while overcoming her bond with Luka, the infamous Prince of Hell, and fighting her feelings for a forbidden lover? From frightful adventures to supernaturally sexy encounters and everything in-between, Keisha is about to discover a whole new world of hope, love and monsters. — This story starts off slowly (it's a slow burn) but I promise once it takes off there's no stopping. If you like build up romances with expansive character arcs, enemies-to-lovers trope and of course, toe-curling NSFW scenes (after a lot of teasing), then do consider reading. If you want a story where the MCs fall for each other and make love by chapter 3, don't bother. Also, this story is rated 18 because there will be spicy scenes, so if that's not your thing then feel free not to read or skip the risque chapters. There are also mentions of sensitive topics like suicide and depression, so reader discretion is advised. Happy reading!

Mina has no idea if "she" is dead or alive. But one thing's for sure - with her new furry identity, no one would know she used to have only two legs. Armed with her razor-sharp wit and newly discovered cat skills, Mina knows her chances of living a comfortable life is higher with a human who can handle her cattitude and put up with her thirst for fame. With her squeaky sidekick Tarou, Mina discovers the world through the eyes of a cat and sets off to change the course of her once pathetic life. At this second shot at life, Mina has one goal -- total world domination or something significant enough to be mentioned in history books. Unfortunately, fate may have other plans in store for her. Warning: This novel is full of misunderstandings between a cat and a mouse. -- "What happened?" he bellowed in a voice that sent chills to the soldier and the servant. Knowing the master's temper, the soldier quickly explained. "This servant kicked the master's cat." The master looked at the servant with a murderous look. "Which foot?" Shaking in fear as the master looked at him with a murderous glance, the servant couldn't say a word. "Which foot?" The master asked again, this time in a louder voice. The servant's knees betrayed him when he heard those words. He immediately went down on his knees. "I'm sorry master, I will not do it again." he pleaded earnestly, his hands grasping each other. "Master, have mercy on me." He eyed man begging at his feet with disdain. He walked past the man and inched closer to the slumped cat on the floor. He picked up the creature with extreme care, patting its head. He took a quick look at the dejected man before looking at the soldier who eyed him nervously. "A toe will do." The servant looked at the cat who appeared so haughty as if it is the master's wife. "Even the most beautiful maidens could not move the master's heart. How could a cat make him act like a husband who is saving his wife?" he muttered under his breath. Lording over its victory over the servant, the cat let out a smile revealing its fangs as if mocking the man.

Ruby is trapped in a contract marriage, all because she needed money for her mother's treatment. All hope was lost for her. She got separated from the one who truly loves her to settle with a cruel billionaire's son because of his money. But the truth is that her marriage is a ploy by a family member to get back at her because of an accident in the past. Now she has to settle down with a man who doesn't love her and navigate the stormy waters of marriage with him. Aidan is stuck with a woman he has no interest in, all just to get access to his inheritance. Knowing she married him for his wealth made things easier because the both of them knew their boundaries. But then what if this wife of his is so much more than he thought? Would his view about her change? Was there even a chance for love to grow between them? Or would the challenges from the outside kill their love before it even began? Well, read to find out! _______ "So you are my new puppet?” he asked as he studied my body from the top of my hair to my toe.