Yelena Belova Snap

he was sold to pay a debt. Beaten, caged, and left for dead. But fate doesn't bow to men like that- it burns them. Vireya has always been dangerous-she just didn't know how much. Born of a cursed bloodline and hidden away by a cruel, abusive father, her power has been sealed... until the Alpha King finds her. And claims her. Kael is feared across the kingdoms. Ruthless. Ancient. Unmated. Until her. The second he sees her, the bond snaps. The storm inside him breaks. And he will destroy anyone who touches what's his. But claiming Vireya was only the beginning. Because she's more than a mate- She's the Queen fate marked by fire. And the kingdom? It's not ready for her fire.

Mae was just an ordinary office worker—broke, exhausted, and one sarcastic comment away from snapping. So when she cursed her awful, tyrannical boss under her breath… she didn’t expect fate to take it personally. One freak accident later, she wakes up in a strange, ancient world. Same face, different place. But things get even weirder when she sees him: the crown prince of the kingdom, cold, powerful—and the spitting image of her boss. And if that wasn’t bad enough, she’s mistaken for someone else: Lady Marianne, a noble girl who’s mysteriously fallen into a coma. Even worse? Marianne’s powerful, filthy-rich parents—who look exactly like Mae’s actual parents—offer her a deal: pretend to be their daughter, keep Marianne’s engagement with the prince intact, and in return, they’ll pay her generously. It’s supposed to be a simple gig. Act like a noble, survive the palace, and stash away the gold. But things start to spiral fast. The prince is watching her too closely. Their fake romance feels dangerously real. And Mae starts to wonder… If she will be able to finally live an independent rich life in this life time or not?

Enor. A world of ceaseless rain, where steam rises from the land in a slow exhalation, as if the planet itself breathes in torment. The dark heavens weep, the ground smolders, and amid it all, a boy sells himself to chains. Merrin Ashman walks into slavery—not for survival, nor profit, but out of fear. Out of shame. His hands are stained with his brother’s blood, and the weight of that sin crushes him. He does not weep. He does not rage. He is too much a coward to take his own life, yet too hollow to live without purpose. He does not seek redemption. Not yet. But he yearns for something—some task, some meaning, some distant thing to justify the ruin he has wrought. And fate, ever cruel, answers. By chance or divine will, he snaps at the cruciform. In that shattering, something awakens. A power, terrible and vast. He becomes a caster, one who moves the symbols. And with it, revelation: a destiny sought through time. El’Shadie. The title lingers like a question. A savior or a scourge? A harbinger of ruin or the world’s last hope? He does not know. But the path is before him. A path through a world of shadowed faiths, churches and warring clans, of casters wielding forces beyond reckoning, of monstrous fallen things clawing from skies. And this time, the El’Shadie must choose what he will be.

Once upon a time—okay, more like Tuesday—Earth had a problem. Specifically, the kind of problem that comes with teeth, shadows, and a complete disregard for physics. They called it The Darkness. It showed up one day, wrecked the planet like it was a tutorial zone, and left humanity with two options: die screaming or die slightly later. That’s when a Supreme Being—possibly bored, possibly drunk on starlight—took pity on humanity and said: [“Alright, alright. You guys suck at surviving. Let’s try this again.”] With a snap (probably), the last remnants of mankind were transported to a new world: Celestara—a magical realm with floating continents, talking crystals, and suspiciously cute monsters that will absolutely kill you if you blink wrong. Here, humans can awaken magical Jobs, unlock hidden Talents, and level up using a divine system called Vaelwyn—basically fantasy’s version of patch notes and grind culture. It’s like someone made life into a video game. Because... they did [Six hundred year later] And then there’s Kael Virean—a guy from a perfectly normal parallel Earth, where the biggest threat to humanity was bad Wi-Fi and overpriced DLCs. He also happened to be a VR game world champion, the kind of player who dodged boss attacks in his sleep. One day, he opened his eyes… and found himself transmigrated to Celestara—in the body of an 18-year-old boy, just moments away from his Awakening. Whatever that means. --- [Disclaimer: Want to know what happens next? Then start reading. Curiosity is a powerful thing.]

The Old World disappeared in flames. Several nations have risen from the ashes. The Reclamation Army is one of them. Led by the Dynast, its armies invade neighboring lands, bringing ironclad order where chaos once reigned. It is a time of chaos, a time when the strongest New Breeds roam the planet, personally joining the battles without fear or concern for the destruction they may cause. Warlord Janine is a recently promoted officer serving the Blessed Mother. Worried about what might happen if she lets her anger rule her again, Janine holds back and often fights without the fury that the Wolf Tribe is known for. But when a mission to rebuild the Third Army escalates into a full-scale invasion, and the lives of her soldiers and her family are jeopardized, Janine may snap. And there will be hell to pay for anyone who stands in her way.

I scoffed. “It doesn’t matter anymore.” Cade squeezed his face into displeasure as he stepped closer to me, “What doesn’t matter anymore?” His blue eyes turned a shade darker than they should. “You are our mate, Isn’t that what you wanted all along?” Kael spoke and I snapped my gaze at him. It was too late! Nothing could ever make me want them. I loathed them so much that it hurt. Perhaps that’s what happens to a broken soul who was given a second chance. “Iris…” Zane called. He was the calmest of the three, his eyes were soft, trying to reach out to me and I stepped back avoiding him like a plague. They were monsters. All three of them. I find it hard to breathe but this was my decision to make. Gone was the fragile old me. “I, Iris Orlene…” I stared at the triplets dead in the eyes, inhaling sharply. Not a single drop of emotion was left in me. “Reject you all three Alphas; Cade, Kael, and Zane Verek to be my mate.” *** Iris Oren, once the cherished daughter of Alpha Oren Roland and Luna Selene of the Blackbane Pack, I faced a dire accusation of treason for allegedly poisoning the former beta who’s now the current alpha, Alpha Darius Verek, the current ruthless leader who betrayed and murdered my parents when I was just a kid, accused me of their murder and took over the alpha throne. Now, I am a despised maid in my own pack. I am publicly condemned in the council room, surrounded by hostile pack members, including Alpha Darius, his sons who are triplets, Cade, Kael, and Zane, my childhood sweet hearts, and my former best friend Liora. Despite my weak protests of innocence, no one believed me, and Darius sentenced me to death by being buried alive but the council pleaded as he shifted the punishment to 200 strokes of whips with sulfur powder but unknown to me, it was changed to a silver powder, very dangerous to werewolves. During this brutal public punishment, I couldn’t make it, I died. Waking up again, I realised I'd been brought back to my past life, on my 18th birthday, days before my death. In my past life, I am a weak and wolfless omega who can’t even defend herself and has loved the triplets so dearly that I could do anything for them without considering my dignity. Now I am reborn, I am determined to change my fate.

he washed-up magician Zong Jiu transmigrated into a horror, infinite flow novel about a survival show, taking the place of the cannon fodder who died tragically in the first evaluation round. This show was very interesting. Out of the tens of thousands of people, only a hundred people could survive, and the c-position (strongest contender) could even get a universal wish ticket. If it were someone else, they’d probably be scared to death. No one expected that Zong Jiu was not only unafraid, but also caused a sensational stir, shamelessly showing off his tricks the whole way. Once his tricks stopped, and his life could be considered safe and sound, he ended up in a rivalry with the novel’s big villain. Today you try to get at me, tomorrow I’ll get you back, back and forth, it’s pretty fun, heh. As a result, though it was just playing around, one time they got carried away and really did end up sleeping together. Watching the nemesis who was pressing him to the ground, Zong Jiu lazily lifted his gaze. “If you want to kill me then kill me, don’t speak nonsense.” Even when at a disadvantage, he showed no trace of fear, and actually continued to provoke him. That person used his ice-cold finger to trace his ear, and the action heading toward the aorta suddenly stopped. “What a pity. I’ve changed my mind.” — He was once very willing to personally give Zong Jiu death. Every day, he used to regret not gouging out his flesh, personally snapping his neck. But after this person fell into his hands, another, more urgent desire grew like weeds. Compared to winning or losing, he would rather see him crying and panting, with eyes red, begging for mercy.

Not every horror story gets released. Some are buried. Forgotten. Or never meant to be seen. These are the films that whisper in projection rooms, flicker through broken reels, and show up on tapes no one remembers recording. “Each novel is a standalone nightmare—scripted, cast, and directed by a man no one remembers hiring.” The Director. No one has seen his face. No one has survived two of his films. You're not reading a novel. You're watching his cut. Just pray he never turns the camera on you. --- ## Book 1: My Husband is a Serial Killer (and He Doesn't Know It) The reel clicks to life in an empty theater. Frame one: a woman's trembling hands holding a bloodstained journal. The handwriting inside matches her husband's perfectly—each confession detailing murders that made headlines, each date stamped with precision. Behind the camera, something breathes. Mara Lockwood thought she'd escaped her fractured past when she married Daniel Kessler—a gentle trauma therapist who forgets where he puts his keys, loses hours to daydreams, and loves her with desperate intensity. Their seaside home feels safe. Quiet. Until the journal surfaces from a locked drawer, its pages filled with Daniel's careful script describing acts of violence he swears he never committed. The camera never blinks. As bodies surface along the fog-drenched Oregon coast and Detective Elara Finch closes her investigation net, Mara faces an impossible choice: expose the man she loves or become his accomplice. Because the deeper she digs, the more she discovers about their shared time at Haven Creek Mental Health Facility—memories that were supposed to stay buried. Daniel's blackouts are getting worse. His sleepwalking more violent. And someone keeps leaving notes on Mara's windshield: "He doesn't remember what you made him do." In the projection booth, a clapperboard snaps. The Director adjusts his focus. He's been waiting for this story—one where the audience can't tell who's performing and who's just pretending to be real. Because if Daniel's the killer, Mara might be the reason he became one. And if she's covering for him... The film has already started. --- Disclaimer: All characters are original. Visual references are imagined and used for creative purposes only. No real person, actor, or public figure is involved or affiliated with this work. Poster concept and story by [D_Setia] Cover art generated using AI with original composition

Cassidy Calista never begged for love. Not even from Ezekiel Salvador, the cold, enigmatic heir to the world’s largest pharmaceutical empire. Their marriage was built on power, not passion. Four years of shared silence and a single rule: Fall for someone else, and walk away. So when Cassidy caught Zeke with another woman, she didn’t wait for an explanation. She filed for divorce. And vanished. What Zeke didn’t know? She left pregnant. Now, after four long years, she’s back. And she’s not alone. By her side walks a little girl. Bright, curious, with the same defiant spark in her eyes as Cassidy once had. Zeke watches, frozen. His world tilts. Zeke had spent every year trying and failing to forget her. But the moment he sees her again, something inside him snaps. The fire he buried returns… And then he sees him. A man. Tall. Steady. Standing too close. Speaking to Cassidy in a voice only intimacy can shape. The little girl runs to him, laughing, and he catches her like he’s done it a thousand times. She says nothing. Offers no explanations. And suddenly, Zeke is no longer the man with all the power. Because now, he wants answers. Whose child is she? Has Cassidy moved on? Is she married to another man? And the most terrifying question of all, Is he already too late?

MATURE CONTENT. DARK FANTASY ROMANCE. NOT A WEAK FL! An omega. A traitor. And the last of her kind. They say fate doesn’t make mistakes. But what if it looks like your fated mates want to kill you? Karina has spent her life at the bottom of the Silver Claw Pack––an omega surrounded by power, cruelty, and bullying she’s never been able to escape. When the rare bond snaps into place, revealing that her fated mates are none other than the ruthless Alpha triplets, her life goes from unbearable to dangerous. Killian is cruel, Ronan is cold, and Lucien hides a blade behind every charming smile. They don’t want her, and they make sure she knows it. To make matters worse, Selene, the daughter of the former Beta and a venomous beauty with a chokehold on the pack’s favor, has her sights set on the triplets and a deep hatred for Karina. Her torment is relentless and deadly. But Karina is not as weak as she seems. She’s hiding something. A truth buried so deep, even she doesn’t fully understand it. As enemies close in from within the pack and beyond its borders, Karina will have to survive the mates who reject her, the rival who wants her gone, and a darkness stirring inside her that refuses to stay silent. Because fate may not make mistakes… But sometimes, it offers second chances.

Once cast aside, now desired by all. Spring Kaine was the forgotten girl. Betrayed by her family, bullied, framed, and expelled from three elite schools by a fake heiress, Rose, she was exiled to Noxshade Academy, where the supernatural elites, werewolves, vampires, elves, witches, fae and demons ruled, and powerless outcasts like her were mocked. But when the academy’s golden tyrant, Lucien, humiliates her, something inside her snaps. Spring is no longer just a girl—she's the reincarnation of a betrayed, cunning werewolf princess with a thirst for dominance and this time, she won’t be silent. With a smirk, she topples Lucien’s pride and stuns the academy by boldly kissing Alpha Storm, the coldest of the four werewolf heirs. What begins as petty revenge turns into something far greater. When her wolf awakens beneath the Blood Moon, the matebond links her to five powerful Alphas as their mate—cold Storm, wild Jace, gentle Tyrion, and ruthless Kael. But fate plays its cruellest card when the final mate bond forms with Lucien, the very bully who tried to break her. Her presence shifts the tides—icy Alphas thaw, rivals yield, and even professors fall into her orbit in a deadly game of desire, destiny, and vengeance. Now, even her estranged brothers return—repentant for choosing Rose over her, devoted, and become overprotective titans ready to destroy anyone who dares hurt her again. As secrets of stolen bloodline, false heirs, a vengeful princess, a dangerous concubine, an old nemesis and a forgotten throne all threaten to pull her down, Spring rises. The girl they discarded has become everyone’s darling—adored, pampered, feared, and cherished. Five Possessive Alphas. One soul. And a girl the world refused to let go.

Ayaka Takahashi is the driving force behind a prosperous anime production company in the center of Tokyo, where aspiration and artistic talent flourish. She is always in charge and fiercely committed to perfection, but one chilly winter night, a chance encounter upends her entire world. Ayaka finds Ren Saito, a charming but homeless man with a deep, captivating voice, while looking for relief from a tense business meeting. Ayaka makes a snap decision that could alter their lives because she is intrigued by him and feels an unexplainable attraction to him. Her quest to find the ideal voice for her upcoming anime project quickly turns into something much more significant. Ayaka's regimented life and Ren's enigmatic past clash, but their developing bond breaks down the cold walls separating them. Ayaka finds herself doubting the barriers she has put up around her heart as Ren literally and figuratively rediscovers his voice. Fate has brought them together in the middle of long winter nights and snow-covered streets. Will Ayaka's fear of being vulnerable and Ren's ghosts destroy their relationship as it blossoms? KOE: A Winter's Melody is a gentle, endearing story about second chances, unanticipated love, and the soul-healing power of a voice.

[WSA Entry 2025] I was betrayed in my first life. A cripple, broken and discarded— I died after catching the one I loved in bed with the only person I ever called a friend. That was the start of real torment. When I woke up, it was in another world. A goddess stood before me. She told me I could go back. Back to my world. Back to everything I lost. All I had to do… was play my part. The side character. And I did. I followed the script. Played my role to perfection. They hated me. Mocked me. Used me. Again and again. But I kept going. Because I believed her. Because I wanted to go home. Then one day, I found out. The hard way. It was all a lie. There was no going back. There never was. She used me. Again. Just like everyone else. Thrown away like trash once I outlived my usefulness. That was the day something inside me snapped. And so, I made a vow. I would take everything from her. I would enslave every single heroine she chose. And I would kill the hero she placed all her hopes on. If she wanted to protect this world… Then I would burn it down. But the more I tried, the more things started to change. And then one day— I found one of the heroines. One of the hero's yanderes I had enslaved. She stood there, trembling, a knife in her hand. “You’re not going anywhere,” she whispered, eyes wild. “I won’t let them have you. You belong to me.” ...What. The. Fuck. Is. Happening?!

“Let’s make a deal, Casey, sweetheart. You will accept every single allegation I lay on you, and in exchange, I’d provide the much sought-after elixir that would save your Alpha’s life.” Casey drew in a deep breath, feeling an unfamiliar tightening in her chest. She knew she was probably making a mistake; she knew how vicious her twin sister could get, and yet she didn’t see much of a choice. The Alpha was her mate, and despite how his family treated her with disdain, she loved him. Prepared to do anything for her mate, Alpha Trent, Casey nodded. “I’d accept more than a nod, Casey,” her identical twin snapped saucily. “Let’s make a vow between ourselves and bind the vow with our wolves. That way, none of us would be able to break away.” Tears formed in Casey’s eyes at those words from her twin. For Macey to demand a vow as serious as wolf-binding meant she was planning something very vicious. “Do we really have to, sister?” Macey’s answering laughter was a mixture of sauciness and disdain. “Of course we do, Sister. Just make sure you love your Alpha enough to make this sacrifice for him.” Casey straightened her back. “Of course, I love him that much – I… we are expecting our first child.” She bent her head slightly to stare lovingly at her lower belly, missing the look of pure envy her sister shot her way. “Good. Now, make the wolf-binding vow.” Casey nodded. “I, Casey, bind my wolf to my vow…”

Synopsis: I am Kaelion. Or Felix, as I sometimes call myself. For eons, I reigned as the God of Fate and Time—omnipotent, omniscient, and devastatingly, soul-crushingly bored. When you can create galaxies with a snap and erase eras with a yawn, existence becomes a predictable, tasteless joke. So, I did what any all-powerful being in the throes of an existential crisis would do: I created a plaything. Not just any plaything, but M.U.S.E.—a Mischievous Universal System Emulator with a will of its own and a wickedly sarcastic personality. Its one and only purpose? To make my life exciting. I should have read the fine print. In a brilliant, cosmic act of betrayal, M.U.S.E. stripped me of my powers, branded me "The Universe's Most Unlucky Being," and tossed me into the Kaos Garden—a chaotic world where the laws of physics are merely suggestions. Now, I'm a fallen god in a mortal body, armed with nothing but my wits, my colossal ego, and a system that enjoys my suffering a little too much. [New Quest: Survive this Tuesday. Reward: A slightly used sock. Penalty: Spontaneous combustion.] To reclaim my power, I must navigate a world of grotesque beasts, suspicious mortals, and the constant, infuriating trolling of my own creation. But when you’ve fallen from the top of existence, the only way left to go is up... right? This is the story of how I, a god, became the universe's biggest joke—and how I might just become its last hope. Tags: #System, #Comedy, #Action, #Fantasy, #OPMC, #WeakToStrong, #Overpowered, #Magic, #Adventure, #Anti-Hero, #Gods

Step 1: Marry your enemy. Step 2: Don’t kill him. Step 3: Try not to set the Empire on fire. The Empire somehow arrange two "useless" noble sons into a marriage to preserve peace. What no one knew? Prince Lucien is the hidden Empire’s most feared (and emotionally constipated) demon executioner. Elliot Valerian is a hidden manipulative genius who prefers charming demons into submission rather than killing them. They’ve been fighting in secret for years. They just didn’t realize it… until they saw each other’s faces at the altar. Now they’re married. Cursed not to kill each other for five years. Living under the same roof. Sharing a bed. Sharing a bathroom. Sharing… feelings?! (God, no.) Meanwhile, demons are running wild in the Empire, and the heroic crown prince is too busy looking good in golden armor. So guess who has to save the world again? That’s right. The dysfunctional demon-hunting husbands. With matching robes. Passive-aggressive breakfast. And way too much romantic tension for two people who used to throw knives at each other. Will they fall in love first… or snap and start round two of their murder rivalry?

**Synopsis:** Thea has loved Ryder, her childhood best friend, for as long as she can remember, but she buried her feelings to safeguard their unbreakable bond. ~Excerpt~ “Ryder, p..please listen.” Thea pleads, but he recoils, his voice cold: “You’re nothing to me now.” Her desperate cries—“You’re believing her over me?”—only deepen his resolve. “I don’t want to see your face again..” he snaps, leaving Thea broken and sobbing in the dust. Later on, Thea, now a struggling waitress, faces a cruel twist of fate when Ryder walks into her restaurant, his fiancée at his side. “I told you to stay away.” “Ry...Mr. Thompson.” she stammers, “I never thought we’d cross paths again.” His reply cuts deep: “I meant it when I said I never wanted to see you.” Locking eyes, she whispers, “I didn’t mean to hurt you..” but he scoffs, “Hurt? I hate you for what you did to her.” The boy she once knew is gone, replaced by a man consumed by bitterness. As their past unravels, whispers of the truth begin to surface, threatening to expose the rival’s long-buried deception. Will Ryder confront the betrayal he’s clung to for years? Can Thea and Ryder reclaim the bond they lost, or will the lies that tore them apart leave their hearts irreparably fractured? --- This Novel is not translated but an original work written by author Audenzia_16.

Seventeen-year-old Kael Jones’ life is hell.** Bullied daily at school by Brad and his pack, and despised by abusive parents who call him "worthless," he endures pain with numb resignation. But when a brutal beating and public humiliation push him past his breaking point, Kael snaps – stabbing his parents in a rage-fueled nightmare. Consumed by guilt, he flees to train tracks, ready to die… only to leap aside at the last second, begging for life. Death grants no mercy. A police chase ends when a truck crushes Kael’s broken body. Yet instead of hell, he awakens in a monster-infested dungeon, transformed: his frail body now muscular and powerful, his mind host to Anis, a mysterious guide gifting him a System of supernatural growth. Reborn as Kael Ardent, he discovers terrifying powers: -Mirror Self (summon clones) -Blue Flame Swords (that slice stone) -Mind Grip (crushing foes telepathically) - Auto-Heal (mending wounds in seconds) But this world is savagely ranked: -Hunters (F to X-Rank) slay monsters for gold. -Knights(Bronze to Void) enforce kingdom law. -Sorcerers (6 god-like beings) manipulate reality itself. After slaughtering goblins and a towering Rock-Bear, Kael is mistaken for a "cave monster" by E-Rank hunters. When they attack, he shatters their weapons with bare hands – realizing his strength already dwarfs theirs. Escaping the dungeon, he emerges into an ancient forest under twin suns, his System flooding with power: > "No more cages," he vows, blue eyes blazing at the wild horizon. "This time… I’ll be the monster they fear." But darkness follows him: - His past sins haunt every victory. - Hunter guilds hunt the "dungeon beast." - Anis’ origin hides ties to cosmic entities. - The true battle: Will Kael save this world... or burn it down?

For a long time, Malin always felt that Fate had been quite generous to him. Although he had to face that life-threatening job every day, as long as he had the lovely Leopard Girl cooking delicious food for him daily, and as long as there was meat to eat and cats to stroke, life wasn't too unbearable. Working a bit harder and facing some difficulties on the job weren't really an issue for a man. Moreover, being able to live two lives meant one shouldn't have too high demands, right, Mr. Different-Kind? Having said that, and without waiting for an answer, the young man snapped his fingers, and the white flame on his fingertip lit the tobacco in his other hand, then he flicked it towards the non-human entity on the stake. Welcome to Abield, to witness the last splendor of the steampunk era. And the madness.

... “You told me you didn’t love her,” Ravyn whispered, her voice shaking. “And now she’s carrying your child?” The Alpha stared at her, cold. Unbothered. “She’s my betrothed. It was bound to happen.” The words felt like a knife straight through her ribs. She had slept with him last night. Let him touch her. Let him hold her like she was the only woman he’d ever want. And now another woman carried his child? Stupid. She’d been so stupid. ... “You can’t forcefully mate with me,” Ravyn said, smiling without warmth. “Unless you’re ready to drop dead.” The Beta’s warm green-golden eyes burned, his claws flexing. “I will make you mine,” he growled. “If not today—then soon. And when I do…” He stepped forward, watching the way her legs pressed tightly together. “I’ll tear through your mind until there’s no one left in it but me.” Ravyn swallowed. But she didn’t flinch. Let him try. She’d rip him apart before she let him win. ... “You’re the reason my mother was taken,” Ravyn said, voice like venom. “I did it to save mine,” he snapped. Her fingers curled into fists. “I should rip you to pieces.” “Then do it,” he whispered. “Because I’d do it all over again.” ... Three different men. Three different roles. An Alpha, a Beta, and a Rogue. And then there was her—a witch who hated werewolves with every bone in her body. So what do you mean she was fated to three of them? She came to the Court to find answers about her missing mother. She stayed to kill the monsters responsible. But the real betrayal? She fell into the arms of the very men she swore to destroy. She should’ve never danced at the castle. Should’ve never worn that mask. Should’ve never let herself feel. Because now, she was trapped. Bound by fate that states: > If she tries to break the mate bond—she dies. If they force her to accept it—they die. And still, they want her.

[Abandon all hope, ye who enter here] They say the Upperworld is paradise, clean air, real sunlight, and lives worth living. Down here, we've got rust, shadows… and Breakball. A savage fusion of street basketball, bloodsport, and raw spectacle, Breakball is the only way out of the slums. No rules. No mercy. Men and women grind together, shirtless or in skin-tight outfits, fighting for points, pride, and power. Drugs flow. Sex sells. One match can change your life... or end it. And once a year, the rich come down to watch us bleed. The Blood Star Invitational, one shot to rise, or vanish forever. Nash Blaze was built for this world. Quiet. Tactical. Obsessed with winning. A pass-first point ghost who made his trash team look like stars. But on the day of their miracle call-up, his teammates kicked him out. "You're too weak for the pros. Just a ghost on the court." Even his girlfriend left him, right into the arms of the new team ace. Abandoned, forgotten. Nash was ready to disappear. Until something inside him snapped. [REWRITE SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Categories: Body | Mind | Lust | Dominance. Boosts gained through Training, Victory, Seduction. Trait: Erotic Ascension | Hidden Stat: Legacy Now, Nash can rewrite everything, muscle by muscle, stat by stat. From stamina to sex appeal, reflexes to raw size, every conquest pushes him closer to the top. The court made him a ghost. Now he's coming back as a demon. Fame, vengeance, and women are just the beginning. Because when you're born in the dirt… You don't rise. You burn your way up.

Elior Wynn thought he was just another orphan in a quiet, ordinary town. But when something deep inside him snaps awake, his world explodes - literally. Torn from the only life he’s ever known, Elior is thrown into a realm of magic, war, and secrets built on blood. Powerful factions are hunting him. Some want to use him. Others want him dead. All of them believe he’s connected to a prophecy tied to the return of a long-buried evil. He doesn’t know who he is. He doesn’t understand what’s inside him. But the more they try to control his fate, the harder he fights to escape it. They sent him away to protect the world. Now the world may not be ready for him.

They stole his future. Now, he’s rewriting reality. Ryan was at the top—champion of the world’s biggest VRMMO, but one wish changed everything. “I wish I could start over.” The Orb of Wishes granted it. Literally. Time snapped backward. The world unraveled. And Ryan woke up years in the past, holding his younger sisters close in a rotting apartment, broke and desperate. This time, he’s not starting from scratch. He remembers it all. Every hidden boss. Every bugged quest. Every game-breaking secret. While the world waits for the launch of Kingdom Forge, Ryan prepares to tear through it like a storm. But when he logs in, something glitches. His old character is locked. His class is reset. His power? Supposedly gone. Then the system flashes something strange: [Access Granted: Legacy Bank Synced] [Warning: You were never meant to exist.] Ryan grins. He doesn’t need a strong class. He doesn’t need fair odds. He has what nobody else does—endgame knowledge in a beginner’s world, and an account holding gear, gold, and exploits that broke the game once before. He’s done being a pawn. This time, he’ll become the glitch the system can’t contain.

*WSA Entry* They called it purification. Eleven gods. Eleven laws. Eleven continents under divine order. Kai Silvareth was born in the heart of Floravell, land of life and harmony. The son of the Blooming Temple’s High Priestess. A devout believer. He prayed. He obeyed. And when his people were slaughtered in the name of “holy judgment,” he waited for salvation. No god came. Left buried in the rubble of his mother’s corpse and the ashes of a fallen temple, something inside him snapped. And the world… heard it. From the roots beneath the earth, an ancient will awoke. The 12th god. The Beast God—betrayed, erased, and buried by the divine. In Kai, he found a mirror of his rage. Not chosen. Not blessed. Not holy. Reborn. Now Kai doesn’t kneel. He devours. Let the gods tremble. Let them remember what it means to be hunted once more. --- "He lost everything to divine judgment. Now he is divine wrath." "You burned his home. You buried the truth. Now the beast you feared has opened his eyes." ***** This isn't your usual novel where the MC plays the good guy. You can view the MC the way you want to. you might think he is to evil, you might think all he does is for the greater good, at the end of the day it all depends on you. there are some action MC might take that might warrant a lot of questions but at the end of the day it is all for his own benefit. enjoy the read...

Suddenly, the door burst open, flying a meter away from its position. A figure stood at the center of the doorway, his chest heaved heavily. His sharp claws glistened in the dim light. His raven black hair was ruffled, and his eyes were silvery grey. “Master…” I muttered, a small smile curved on my lips. ‘He came at last.’ The temperature dropped as his overbearing aura crept into every corner of the room. Damon didn’t charge or growl. He just walked forward slowly, calmly, as if he had all the time in the world. But something about him felt like the calm before a storm. “Close your eyes,” he said. His voice was so calm, as if everything was alright. Then came a sharp, horrifying sound like thick fabric tearing. A blood-chilling cry followed. “STOP! PLEASE! I didn’t touch her… I was wrong… please…!” Erik wailed. But another snap came, followed by a heavy thud against the ground.  “Touch what belongs to me…” Damon murmured. His voice was low, steady, and terrifying. “…And this is what you get.” A long silence followed. Then, slow footsteps echoed. “You’re safe now,” he said. He covered my body with his jacket and carried me out. The candle behind us flickered once more, casting one last glow on Erik’s bloodied remains… before it went out. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ When Ember opened her eyes, she was no longer the powerful, independent woman she once was. Instead, she woke up in the fragile, abused body of a lowly Omega, destined to be nothing but a breeder for the Alphas. Her escape attempt didn’t get her far. Instead, it led her straight into the path of Damon Blackthorn, the ruthless Lycan King feared by all. Sold like a slave by her own father, Ember becomes the property of a man with a frozen heart and a violent temper. But beneath her submissive mask lies something more: a cunning mind and a will that refuses to break. Now, in a world ruled by dominance, power, and ancient bloodlines, Ember must do more than just survive. She must outsmart a king. She must earn the loyalty of the very people who scorn her. And maybe, just maybe, she’ll bring the Alpha to his knees.

When love isn't enough to save a marriage built on borrowed time. ----- Alyssa thought being a second chance mate meant getting a real shot at love. Three years of marriage to Alpha Damien Blackwood taught her otherwise. The moment his first mate returns with tales of captivity and torture, Alyssa becomes expendable—a placeholder who's overstayed her welcome. Accused of crimes she didn't commit, stripped of everything she holds dear, and carrying a secret that could change everything, Alyssa faces the ultimate betrayal: rejection and banishment from the only home she's ever known. But fate has a twisted sense of humor. As the mate bond shatters, another snaps into place. Alpha Alaric Roman—mysterious, powerful, and claiming her as his own—stands between her and exile. Two Alphas. One woman. And a child whose existence could destroy them all. Sometimes the Moon Goddess gives second chances. Sometimes she gives third ones. But when the past refuses to stay buried and enemies wear familiar faces, Alyssa must decide: fight for a love that was never truly hers, or embrace a destiny she never saw coming. -------- In the game of mates and fate, everyone plays to win. But only one can claim the prize. A tale of betrayal, second chances, and the dangerous game of hearts where love and power collide.

Ava Carter is a hardworking single mother whose world is unraveling faster than she can keep up. Struggling to make ends meet, she faces a brutal day where everything goes wrong: she loses her job, her landlord demands eviction, and her daughter falls gravely ill with no insurance to cover the costs. Desperation drives Ava to a local bank, seeking a lifeline but what should have been a simple plea for help spirals into chaos when a violent robbery erupts, and she is falsely accused of being involved. Branded a criminal and hunted by the law, Ava finds herself on the run, with nowhere to turn except to Ethan Cross, a brooding undercover detective with a haunted past. Ethan is skeptical of Ava but senses the truth beneath her frantic story. Forced together by circumstance, their fragile alliance becomes the only hope for clearing her name and exposing a far reaching conspiracy orchestrated by a ruthless ex-boss who will stop at nothing to keep his secrets hidden. As danger closes in from every side, Ava and Ethan must navigate a treacherous world of lies, betrayal, and hidden agendas. Their growing attraction complicates every decision, pushing them both to question who they can trust and what they’re willing to sacrifice for love and justice. In a game where hearts are the ultimate collateral, Ava must decide whether to surrender to despair or fight for her daughter, her freedom, and a chance at a new beginning.

Aria Blackwood was born into a low-ranking werewolf family, living a quiet life and waiting for the day she would find her fated mate. That day finally came… but turned into a nightmare. Rejected publicly by her mate, Alpha Caleb, for being "weak and unworthy," Aria is cast out, humiliated, and left heartbroken. Stripped of her dignity and nearly destroyed by the pain of a severed bond, she flees into the forest—ready to surrender to the darkness. But fate isn’t finished with her yet. Deep within the ancient forest, she crosses paths with Lucien Draven, the mysterious and terrifying Lycan King—ruler of all werewolves and the most powerful being in the realm. Known for his ruthlessness, Lucien is feared by all… but when he lays eyes on Aria, something inside him snaps. She’s his true mate. Scarred by her past and hesitant to trust, Aria wants nothing more than to disappear. But Lucien won’t allow that. Not when she’s his Queen. Not when someone dared to reject what rightfully belongs to him. Lucien vows to heal her scars, shatter those who hurt her, and place her where she belongs—by his side as his Luna Queen. Now, Aria must navigate court politics, rival Lunas, jealous suitors, and dark secrets buried in her bloodline. But with the Lycan King by her side, pampering her endlessly and crushing her enemies without mercy… The once-rejected she-wolf will rise—stronger, deadlier, and more desired than ever. And those who laughed at her downfall? Will beg for mercy at her feet.

After the Calamity War, the final and most devastating conflict to decide who would claim the Divine Throne, Kael Medici stood as the last survivor. He had led armies, fought with unmatched ferocity, and performed legendary feats. Yet in the end, his fate was no different from the rest. He perished like all the others, the final casualty of the Great War, his hand just shy of the throne he so desperately desired. But when he thought it was over… his eyes snapped open. He had returned to his youth, his memories intact. The path to divinity is drenched in blood, and the battle for supremacy is merciless. Yet Kael has already endured this once. This time, failure is not an option. With the memories of his past life, dominating talent and and a mysterious power awakening within him... The preparations to reach the Divine Throne were complete. ... Discord: https://discord.gg/uqqr3bc3

Kenji Tanaka is the new transfer student at Seiryu High, a school ruled by fists and fear. With his average looks and quiet demeanor, everyone dismisses him as another sheep for the slaughter. They see a loser. A nobody. A twig that will snap under the iron boot of the school's hierarchy. They are wrong. Raised in brutal, solitary isolation in the mountains by a mysterious grandfather, Kenji's 'training' was a hellish regimen of survival. He doesn't understand society, girls, or why people flinch when he cracks his knuckles. He also doesn't understand that his 'normal' strength is enough to shatter bone, his 'basic' endurance can outlast a beast, and his very presence carries an aura that makes apex predators tremble. He believes he is weak, a novice who has barely scratched the surface of his grandfather's teachings. But when the wolves of Seiryu High come for the innocent girl in the desk next to him, they don't awaken a sheep. They awaken a monster. A god of combat. A King. This is not a story of a hero. This is the story of a Thug, his rise to absolute power, and the loyal followers and adoring women who are drawn to his terrifying, untamed might. In a world of delinquents, gangsters, and underground fighters, there is only one rule: Don't mess with the quiet kid. Because this King's fists don't know mercy.