Omniman Hammer

[ MATURED CONTENT | NO RAPE ] "You wrote this world to escape me. Now, we’re both prisoners of your own creation." A writer finds herself trapped in the fictional world she created. ----- Her body stiffened when she felt his hand settle on her thigh, grazing the sensitive skin with a barely-there touch that sent a jolt of warmth rushing to her core. She snapped her eyes shut, her breath coming in ragged, shallow gasps as her pulse hammered in her neck. What is he doing? "What... what are you doing?" Elle finally managed to choke out, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and confusion. Halcyon's voice was a deep, dark hum in her ear, sending a shiver through her as his lips brushed against the sensitive skin just below her ears. "Marking what's mine." His words dripped with possessiveness, and Elle's breath caught. A strange heat washed over her, mingling with the terror coiling in her stomach. His voice was so close, his presence so consuming, she couldn't escape it. "Your... Highness... I-I feel dizzy." She stuttered, her hands shooting up instinctively, weakly trying to stop him from leaning in further. Her fingers trembled as they brushed the solid expanse of his broad shoulder, but it only served to remind her of the power he had over her in that moment. "Shhh... you'll be alright," he murmured, his voice low and coaxing, yet laced with a dark edge. "Don't make noise. We wouldn't want anyone to hear, would we?".....

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Surviving the tragedy that took his family and destroyed the small town where he was raised, Lucien Ashthorn now walks a new path at the Sanctum of Blacksmiths—the empire's most prestigious academy for those who seek to master the art of forging Arcane Sigils. However, Lucien is no ordinary student. The Sigil Hammer that should have been a Blacksmith’s pride is now incomplete, shattered into fragments he himself does not fully understand. This weakness places countless limitations on his growth, making it difficult for him to compete with other students. To compensate for his shortcomings, he relies on his intellect, carefully strategizing each step he takes. In harsh conditions and fierce competition, Lucien continuously adapts. At the academy, Lucien begins to realize that the world of Arcane Sigil forging is far greater than he ever imagined. Rivalries among students, Forge Sigil experiments that could turn deadly, and the mysteries surrounding the Abyssal Labyrinth—a place where wild spirits roam and true blacksmiths test their courage—await him. But the deeper he delves into this world, the more he understands that this journey is about more than just becoming the strongest blacksmith. Amidst the ruins of his past and battles yet to come, he searches for something more profound—a reason to live. Is the answer hidden within the fragments of his past? Or must he forge it himself, amidst fire and steel, in a world where only those who shape their own fate will survive?

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Xu Mu, who was burdened with two million foreign debts, called out his school belle girlfriend and prepared to break up. Unexpectedly, she had just returned from rebirth, but he could hear her inner voice. Su Xinyan: "I will never be separated from you." [You big pig's trotters, you lied to me in your previous life that you had a new love, and let us get together after seven years of separation. This time I will never be separated from you! 】 Xu Mu: "My family owes two million to others, and I'm going to work to pay off the debt." Su Xinyan: "I will return it with you." 【Work with a hammer! Your wife is reborn, I will help you make money, and I want to be the richest wife! 】 Xu Mu: "My wife, I think..." Su Xinyan: "Oh, you hate it." [Hurry up if you think about it! I'm just pretending to be reserved, come on! 】 Main characters: Xu Mu, Su Xinyan Chapter: 59 (Complete) Tags: Rebirth,Business Management,Calm Protagonist,Businessmen,Poor to Rich,Second,Beautiful Female Lead,Character Growth,Handsome Male Lead,Male Protagonist,Proactive Protagonist Author: 大五 Translator: ALN NOVEL

The night was thick with mist, the full moon casting an eerie glow over the dense forest. Shadows stretched and twisted between the towering trees, whispering secrets carried by the wind. Somewhere in the distance, a wolf howled—a deep, mournful sound that sent a shiver down Lena’s spine. She shouldn’t have been here. The warnings were clear. No humans were to step beyond the boundary of the village after dark. Yet here she was, standing at the edge of the unknown, her pulse hammering in her ears. A snap of a twig behind her made her whirl around, heart pounding. But before she could react, a figure emerged from the darkness—a man, tall and imposing, his silver eyes gleaming like molten steel in the moonlight. “You shouldn’t be here,” he murmured, his voice a dangerous mix of warning and curiosity. Lena took a step back, her breath catching. There was something unnatural about him, something untamed. She could feel it in the way the air around him crackled with energy, in the way his gaze pinned her like a predator studying its prey. “I—” she started, but the words died on her lips when he took a step closer. His presence was overwhelming, his scent a mix of earth and something wilder, something that made her stomach twist in ways she didn’t understand. Then, as if the universe itself had decided to intervene, the clouds shifted, allowing the full moon’s light to fully illuminate him. And in that moment, Lena saw the truth. He wasn’t just a man. He was something else entirely. Something that shouldn’t exist.

A College student got stuck inside the body of a princess of 400 BCE who had a very mysterious and tragic ending. To survive from her obvious doom, she decided to have a lowkey and peaceful life away from royal struggle but she ended up falling in love with the nemesis of that Era, the notorious, ‘Dark Prince’ who was renowned to be the destroyer and damnation of the whole continent of that century. But, she didn’t know- She was the main reason for his damnation- For her, a lonely Prince turned into a ferocious monster, burning down the numerous kingdoms ------ [Extract from the Story] In the solitude of an eerie night, I met that stranger again. He was standing tall and straight like a towering spruce, his profile dark against the moonlight as his long and slender fingers were wrapped firmly around the hilt of his unsheathed sword. His deep voice growled furiously while pulling out the sharp and shining blade from the bandit’s heart, “Aren’t you daring enough to lay your dirty fingers on my woman?” Drops of blood tainted the velvety carpet of the grass and the body of the bandit fell on the ground, numb and lifeless. I was awestruck by the smooth strikes of his sword and it was impossible to steady my erratic pulse. Suddenly, his cold and burning gaze fell on me. Though I never met him before, he still felt the closest person; an inexplicable sense of deja vu washed over me, creating an uncanny familiarity that defied all logic. Approaching me, he cupped my chin tenderly in his warm hand as his thumb gently wiped a drop of blood from my cold cheek, making my body shiver alarmingly. My heart was hammering in my ears and his compelling eyes riveted me to the spot. However, noticing his deep wound, I mumbled in a breathy and concerned tone, “Your injury looks deadly. You need immediate treatment.” A deep chuckle greeted me as he pulled me closer to him, wrapping his strong arms around my waist. ‘Death is not a worry of mine Even if I must swallow poison I must have you…’

A young orphan boy, raised in a run-down blacksmith shop, spends his days hammering away at horseshoes and other mundane tasks. Despite his humble beginnings and the harsh realities of his life, he dreams of something greater. Determined to escape the life of poverty that has bound him, he makes a vow to himself: he will forge the greatest weapons the world has ever seen. With nothing but his raw talent, a relentless drive to improve, and an unwavering desire for success, the boy sets out on a journey of self-discovery, honing his craft and building the skills necessary to create weapons of unparalleled quality and power. Along the way, he will face numerous challenges, form powerful alliances, and confront the shadows of his past, all while striving to carve a name for himself as the greatest weaponsmith of all time.

(CONTAINS R18+ CONTENT) Enemies to lovers- check Slow burn- check A cute naughty dog- check Spice? (The author is keeping her mouth zipped) No third-party breakup or misunderstanding. But there are lots of banter and witty comebacks. (The story is planned to be around 200 chapters. No drag) Mu Yiren I never imagined I'd be faking a relationship with my biggest enemy—the untamed, ridiculously charming Feng Junjie, known throughout the city as the "golden boy" of business and a billionaire playboy with a reputation for breaking hearts. But when he dangles a life-changing offer in front of me, the kind that could secure my inheritance, I find myself agreeing to be his "girlfriend." But the thing is….. What if I start seeing the real him? Pretending to be Junjie’s devoted partner is like walking on a razor's edge. He’s everything I can’t stand—sexy, cocky, and devilish, and yet a sweetheart by heart that leaves me flustered by his actions. I know better than to fall for a man like him; my mother’s battle with Alzheimer’s has convinced me to never fall in love. But Junjie isn't just any man. Beneath his easygoing charm is an intensity that leaves me breathless, and he knows exactly how to crack through the walls I have built around me, awakening a passion I never felt before. JUNJIE I need my life back. A sorry attempt at love had me question everything and forced me away from my brothers. Since my ‘ex best friend’s’ constant accusations had gotten out of control, I might as well pretend to date someone and shut her mouth. My definition of a fake date- Beautiful, sexy, tempting…..umm…. insufferable, annoying, and with a mouth that won’t stop running. The mouth with red lipstick. The mouth I want to…. This arrangement was supposed to be simple: fake dating, clear boundaries, no feelings. But the more he plays the role of her devoted partner, the more the lines between fake and real start to blur. And now, he’s no longer sure where the act ends and his true feelings begin. The catch? Mu Yiren doesn’t believe in love. And she certainly doesn’t believe a man like Feng Junjie is capable of anything but heartbreak. But Feng has never been one to follow the rules. Boundaries? He’s about to break them. Deals? They were made to be rewritten. He’s going all in, and this time, he’s not playing pretend. ******* "Are you saying you'd let any man get this close?" "ABSOLUTELY NO!" The words burst out of me, too quick, too honest. His smirk deepens. "Tell me, if I leave you like this, all wound up and aching, will you be sneaking off to use one of your little toys?" "Yes," "Tell me, were you waiting for me to initiate something this past week?" he tugs my shorts more and kisses my navel. My heart hammers and my voice comes out shaky. "N-No." I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing he's right. He chuckles darkly. "Wrong answer. Let's try again." ****

The sky over Karvess was the color of rust. Thick, swirling dust clouds hung low over the scrap fields, coating everything in a layer of fine, red powder. Jagged heaps of broken metal stretched as far as the eye could see, the discarded bones of an age long past. Somewhere in the middle of it all, a boy named Grant sat atop a gutted transport hull, staring up at the vastness above. "Same old sky," he muttered, running a hand through his dirty blond hair. "Same old nothing." It had been six years since he'd been left to fend for himself, abandoned in this wasteland of shattered starships and forgotten tech. Six years of scraping by, salvaging parts to trade for food, dodging scavengers meaner and hungrier than he was. But today was different. Today, his life would change forever. A sharp hum filled the air, making the fine hairs on the back of his neck stand up. His hands, buried in the exposed circuitry of a wrecked cockpit, tingled as the old display flickered to life. Then, a voice spoke. -System activated- Hello, user. I am the Star Navigator System. I am at your service. Grant froze. His heart hammered against his ribs. This wasn’t just any old ship AI. Star Navigators were rumored to be relics of the Pre-Imperial Era, capable of piloting ships faster and smarter than any modern system. This... this could be his way out. "Star Navigator System?" Grant echoed, his voice barely above a whisper. Then, a slow grin spread across his face. "Huh, maybe I can get into the Academy with this... Or even, create an army!" The screen pulsed with light, scanning him, assessing. Somewhere in its code, something shifted, acknowledging him as its new pilot. And just like that, Grant's future stretched wide before him—wider than the skies, wider than the stars themselves.

In a grim, unforgiving world where ancient martial arts blend seamlessly with dark fantasy, young dwarf blacksmith Gruxgar Steelheart has forges his destiny in both flame and blood. Born and raised amid the roaring forges of Emberfall, Gruxgar's unmatched skill at crafting enchanted weapons is rivalled only by his brutal prowess in combat. With his formidable war hammer, Ironrend—imbued with mystical runes and a fierce, untamable spirit—Gruxgar becomes a relentless force on the battlefield. Realising that true power lies not in solitary might but in unity, Gruxgar establishes the Ironfang Sect—a brotherhood of warriors, outcasts, and artisans united under a single, ruthless banner.

Kanji Hijiri was just an ordinary man—until a tragic accident sent him hurtling into a world of gods, magic, and legendary warriors. Chosen as the successor to the God of Blacksmithing, he gains the ability to forge weapons imbued with his very soul. Armed with Soulbound Smithing, a mystical forge, and a system guiding his journey, Kanji must carve his own path in a world where the strong dominate and legends are forged in fire and steel. Every weapon he crafts grows his power, and every warrior wielding his blades carries a piece of his soul into battle. But the world of Ethstra is ruthless, filled with warring kingdoms, and monsters. If Kanji wants to survive, thrive, and ascend, he’ll need to forge weapons so powerful that the gods themselves will regret ever casting him aside. In a world where strength rules, he will forge his own legend—one hammer strike at a time. Craft. Battle. Evolve.

[System Prompt: Soul Forge Level 5 Activation]. When the evil god mecha tore through the monk's dantian, Chu Ye heard the crisp sound of his sister's soul shattering. The Cyberpunk Disk shows [87% Evil Corrupted], and he grips the forge hammer inlaid with the tentacles of life, smelting the enemy's Genshin in the roar of the flesh arsenal - this is the 319th time he has used "Bloodcasting" in exchange for a chance to kill the gods in three seconds. "Warning: Only 12% of human reserves remain" He stared at the boiling soul flames in the mech's cockpit, forging Cthulhu's stump into an abyssal chain. The countdown to the fourth psionic overload of the Dragon Slayer Sword starts, and in the outer space of the starship, the cyber monk parasitized by the ancient gods is slashing through the atmosphere with a laser flying sword. "Savior? It's just a breathing furnace. ” Chu Ye bit the soul nail, and then scarlet erupted in his righteous eyes. Hint: [Next Target: Your Own Soul]

In the world of Kalhalla, where gods have fallen and their souls lie dormant in crimson crystals, a wretched outcast dares to reshape fate. Kaelis, an 18 year old so hideous and despised that even beggars turn their noses up at him, has only known rejection, scorn, and betrayal. But with the Hammer of Uuen, a relic of unknown power gifted to him as a child, he can do the impossible—reforge the bodies from the souls of the dead, only the ones who died in the war between Gods and Demons. His goal? To forge the one thing the world has denied him: a goddess who will love him. But every goddess he forges turns against him in absurd and terrifying ways. Some try to kill him, others break free, and none see him as anything more than a mistake. Yet, Kaelis refuses to stop. Even as enemies close in, as ancient beings hunt him, villains rising in power, and as the truth of his origins begins to surface... he keeps forging. Because Kaelis has one secret he can’t afford to ignore. He’s dying. And before death claims him, he will forge a goddess who will.

Warning! Mature Content Hernia is his to care for and he doesn’t care what the world thinks of that. >>>>>>> “We could date instead,” Hermia suggested, her voice laced with uncertainty. “I don’t date,” Niklaus replied coldly, his piercing gaze unwavering. Hermia blinked, caught off guard. “So it has to be marriage?” she asked, her tone laced with disbelief. “Yes,” he deadpanned, not a hint of hesitation in his voice. Her frustration bubbled over. “But we don’t even know each other!” she whined, throwing her hands up in exasperation. Niklaus leaned forward, his dark eyes gleaming. “I don’t need to know you, Mia,” he said, his voice dipping into a deep, dangerous tone. “When I can feel you… that’s enough for me.” She inhaled sharply, her heart hammering in her chest. “That’s not enough for me,” she countered, her voice firm but trembling slightly. His expression softened, and his next words wrapped around her like a promise. “I would forever cherish you, adore you, and treat you like the rarest gem. I would never let you shed a single tear of pain.” Her resolve wavered, but she shook her head and pushed back. “We’re not getting married, Shark. Just go.” But instead of leaving, he smirked, leaning back with a confidence that rattled her. “I’ll be waiting.” Hermia groaned, exasperated. “Nik, you’re hardly doing any waiting. You’re all over me! We live together, work together, eat together—you’re always here!” Niklaus’s voice dropped to a whisper, raw and pleading. “Then just keep me forever, Mia.” She froze, his honest, vulnerable eyes piercing through every defense she had built. Her heart quivered as she felt the weight of his words sink in. She didn’t know what to do. >>>>>>>> To the world, Niklaus Hathaway is ruthless—a man who takes what he wants, no matter the cost. But for Hermia, the girl who’s lost everything, he’s something else entirely: her unlikely savior whom she couldn’t blindly trust. He’s ruthless to everyone—except her. Niklaus Hathaway doesn’t date. He doesn’t waste time. He only wants what’s his. When Hermia steps into his life, he makes one thing clear: if she won’t marry him, she’ll work for him. Keeping her close is his only goal, and no amount of gossip, jealousy, or family betrayal will change that. But Hermia’s life isn’t as simple as working for the powerful CEO who’s claimed her as his. With an evil stepsister and manipulative parents determined to ruin her happiness, Hermia must fight for her place in a world that seems determined to push her out. Niklaus declared her his from the beginning—and he’ll stop at nothing to protect her, no matter the cost Love has never been this dangerous.

In the fractured kingdoms of Eldyra, where deserts bleed molten ore and fungal forests whisper forgotten names, three outcasts are bound by a lie older than the stars. Kael, a guilt-ridden blacksmith, wields a hammer that burns with the soul of a traitorous knight. Lira, an outcast herbalist, dreams of a goddess’s death—and wakes with bloody hands. Tyrus, a thief with no past, carries daggers that devour his memories to feed a love he can’t recall. When Voidspawn—shapeshifting demons born from a murdered goddess’s rage—swarm their homes, the trio is branded as heretics and forced to flee. Their only hope lies in the Celestial Anchors, ancient relics said to halt the apocalyptic Dusk Eclipse. But as they uncover the truth, they realize the anchors are not tools of salvation… but locks. A thousand years ago, the goddess Nyrisia sacrificed herself to trap a cosmic parasite that feeds on mortal suffering. The “curse” she left behind was a shield, not a punishment. Now, her reincarnation (Lira) is unraveling, Tyrus’s lost love is the parasite’s avatar, and Kael’s hammer demands he kill the only friend he’s ever had. As kingdoms burn and allies betray them, the three must choose: reignite Nyrisia’s war and doom the world to eternal hunger, or shatter the anchors and unleash the parasite’s full wrath. But the greatest threat lies within—Lira’s goddess is waking, Tyrus’s dagger is a key, and Kael’s hammer remembers how to kill a god.

It is here that Troy Walker was born a devoted Catholic and one who cherished life to the full --until a tragic accident brought his days to a premature end. Instead of final judgement, he wakes up in a new and different world, his soul transmigrated to that of a mercenary knight in life. Not exactly what one would call paradise in any sense of the imagination. Not until an era of uncertainty was ushered in with the ascension of "The One," a divine being. In such absence, something malign got somehow initiated: at a point in history, idols ceased to be simple tokens of belief and quite literally became devils in their own right, corrupting the land and enslaving it. Kingdoms fell into ruin, holy orders fought each other in war-hammered, faith-stretched antagonism, with mankind's souls becoming a battlefield for those powers against whose dark dominion there seemed no hope of victory. Lucian exists as a wandering knight-alone and unbounded by service or order-walking a path where steel and prayers said in near-forgotten Old Tongues, deal out justice equally. With memories of a past life, he seeks answers to the mystery behind The One's ascension and the demonic plague which followed. It will be on each battlefield that he continues his search which may lead to questioning everything he once felt was right. A tide that will fill the void, a knight alone in a war between faith and darkness; will he be able to oppose the current? Or is he simply one more pawn in a divine game far above his understanding?

*****Excerpt***** “Don’t,” she whispered, her words shaky and desperate. “Please, Raph, don’t.” “Don’t what?” he murmured, his lips brushing her collarbone now. “This isn’t right. We shouldn’t…” “But we have,” he countered, his voice unwavering. Her knees threatened to give way, her strength faltering against the onslaught of sensation. She felt his hands on her shoulders, firm but not unkind, as he turned her to face him. Her heart hammered wildly as he lifted her with ease, placing her on the edge of his desk. He parted her legs with his hands and stepped between them, his large hands bracketing her waist. Their faces were inches apart, his breath warm against her lips. Her senses were drowning in him, in the heat of his body and the sheer magnetism of his gaze. “Tell me to stop,” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “And I will. I’ll let you go and never ask this of you again. But it’s your choice, Natalie. Only yours.” Her mind screamed at her to end it, to take the out he offered. But her body betrayed her, leaning into him, craving his touch. He held her steady, his patience unnerving, as though he knew she would falter. “I’m waiting, Nat,” he urged, his voice softening, though his grip on her remained firm. “Raphael…” Her voice was a breathless plea, her will crumbling. “Yes, sweetheart?” Her hands found their way to his shoulders, clutching at the fabric of his shirt. She couldn’t stop the words that slipped from her lips, nor could she deny the truth in them. “Make love to me.” A dark smile curved his lips as he claimed her mouth in a kiss that stole her breath. “Good choice,” he whispered against her skin. “Because I wasn’t planning on letting you go.” *****Synopsis***** Raphael Emberlin, the Duke of Barrington, and his maid, Natalie Scott, are kidnapped while on a journey. After escaping their captors, they find themselves in a strange, unfamiliar land far from home. Everything around them is different, from the language to the people, and they must find their way back, all while learning to navigate the challenges of being stuck with each other. Raphael, used to being in control, struggles to trust anyone, especially Natalie. However, as they travel together, he begins to see her in a new light—her strength, courage, and ability to handle tough situations. On the other hand, Natalie has to deal with Raphael’s arrogance and pride, but she also notices his vulnerability and starts to understand him better. As they journey through this unknown world, their relationship starts to change. What began as a forced partnership slowly grows into something deeper. They each discover new strengths within themselves and each other. By the time they finally return home, they are left wondering whether they can go back to their old lives or if the journey has changed them forever.

"Now, listen to me" he commanded and I instantly looked up at him. "Rule number one, no screaming. No matter what I do to you, I must not hear a single noise. If I do, it would most definitely get worse" he said and my heart hammered in my chest. "Rule number two, when I tell you to do something, you do it, or else, I will whip you repeatedly and make sure you're on the brink of death but just enough to keep you alive." He said with a wicked grin on his face. "Rule number three, follow those two rules" he said and got up. Out of the blue, he whipped me again and I screamed. I had never felt that much pain in my entire life. "Tsk tsk, you're a slow one" he said and I held my breath as I awaited the next whip. He whipped me again and I managed to stifle a scream. "Good girl" he said and went back to sit on his bed. "Now, strip." He ordered and I shakily got up and began to pull my clothes off my body. ... Kieran had a regular life until a ruthless Alpha turned it all upside down. She suffers and even gets rejected. What happens when she has a better second chance mate who is protective and the ruthless Alpha who made her life hell is butting into her life again?

Selene, a girl haunted by a cruel stepmother and the memory of her mother, found herself caught in a royal web of obligation. A decree from the king demanded a marriage of convenience—a forced union with Prince Damon, rumored to be the devil himself. Her stepmother, driven by her own wicked ambitions, shoved Selene into this treacherous arrangement, forcing her to stand in for the step-mother’s daughter, Merceline. Damon, the brooding second prince of Beville, was under pressure from his family to marry. He'd always kept a distance, but when he met Selene, with her startlingly vibrant green eyes, something shifted within him. There was a spark, a connection he couldn't ignore. This wasn't just a political alliance; it felt... different. "Selene, look at me. It's not what you think," Damon urged, his voice low and husky. "Stop," Selene whispered, backing away, her heart hammering against her ribs. "I don't want to hear anything." Damon's touch, though gentle at first, lingered on her skin. He wanted to reach into the turmoil he saw in her eyes, to unravel the secrets she held within. "I love you, Selene, my sweet wife," he murmured, his voice laced with a desperate plea. "I can't hide it anymore." Selene, caught in a whirlwind of feelings, found herself drawn to Damon's intensity. He was everything she'd never dared to hope for. But deep down, a fear of the unknown lurked within her. "Answer me, wife," he pressed. "I... I don't know what to say," she stammered, her breath catching in her throat. "I didn't hear that," he said, a hint of steel in his tone. "Repeat yourself." His touch tightened. He pinched her chin, and a flicker of pain laced her confusion, but he quickly followed that with a tender kiss on her chin, smoothing away any sign of distress. "Give me time to sort out my feelings before I confess to you," Selene whispered, her voice barely audible. Her heart pounded. "Good," Damon murmured, and then, with no warning, his lips met hers. Their encounter was just the beginning of a dangerous game. Their forced marriage hid a passion that burned hotter than any decree, and one question hung heavy in the air: could their hearts find a way through the politics and deceit, or would the rumors of the devil prince become a chilling reality?

MC found a wonderful door during the eve of the spirit energy revival. This door connected him to an endless miniature world and he realized that the living creatures in this world were smaller than even ants. He could create an endless tempest with a breath, cause a torrential downpour with a sneeze, shatter city walls with a punch, and level mountains with a footstep. The many dwarves revered him and regarded him as the creator of their world. They prayed fervently to him and offered him sacrifices . "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Book of Wisdom, to you. You have obtained the ability to know everything." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a worlid item, Gravity Ball, to you. You have obtained the ability to control boundless gravity." "Ding Dong, your devout follower has sacrificed a world item, Lightning God's Hammer, to you. You have obtained the almighty power of lightning." With the help of what he gained in the alternate dimension, MC obtained almighty power on Earth. He looked down on humanity and became an omnipotent God, to the fervent prayers of millions of followers! All profit (powerstone) goes to webnovel. Part time Editor and Translator.

Link's soul traversed into the Wizard World, delightfully obtaining the Krypton Card Drawing System. With his first draw being the "Mind Closure Technique," his cultivation progress far surpassed his fellow apprentices. He conducted research, carried out experiments, published papers, and obtained patents. In this highly advanced civilization of a fantastical world, he climbed to the peak step by step. He campaigned across the Heavens, admired countless bizarre landscapes, and conquered one innovative civilization after another.

The world has failed its cataclysmic event and hence became useless to the god in charge of it. So, it was abandoned and left to die. The dominant species of the world at the time, Draconids, created the System to prevent complete destruction, but the very beings who brought the cataclysmic event ended up interfering and the System decimated its creators, leaving the world open for the lesser species, like Elvenkin, Beastmen, and Dwarveners. It also allowed for the new ones to take root - that being Humanity and Demonkin. But that was all a mere flavor text in a game for the protagonist of this story. Or, rather, it was until she reincarnated right into it! After awakening monstrous power, what kind of path will she choose? To lay low, fading into obscurity? To abuse her might and become the absolute ruler? Or to take the empty divine throne for herself and give that godless world another chance? This is the story of Melinda Fenrioette. This is the story of Vehemence, the Brightness most Golden. ***** Cover by the amazing Bason55, find them at: twitter: @Kabe_5S Instagram: @Bason55._

In a mechanical world filled with advanced technology, robots reign supreme. Their currency, Digital Coin (Digi Coin), fuels the economy. With Digi Coin, robots can purchase humanoid bodies, upgrade components like motherboards, batteries, and even mechanical organs such as lungs and hearts. A humanoid body is the pinnacle of aspiration, with prices reaching hundreds of billions of Digi Coins. However, only the super-wealthy can afford such bodies, leaving most robots to make do with standard forms or scavenge for upgrades. The protagonist, a simple robot named Bolt, reincarnates into this world with a body worth mere hundreds of Digi Coins. However, his fate changes when he discovers a mystery box in an old shop. Inside lies a humanoid body worth 200 billion Digi Coins: handsome, orange-haired, muscular, and armed with a massive hammer. When the shopkeeper, enraged by the loss, tries to destroy Bolt, the new body’s power allows him to fight back and win. However, this act makes him a fugitive, as the shopkeeper was a member of TradeCore Corporation, the largest robot trading company. Thus begins Bolt’s journey of survival, revenge, and discovery, aided by his new body and an internal AI system. With determination, Bolt vows to destroy the corporation, uncover hidden treasures, and lead an army of robots across the cosmos.

Jeyson Break never expects that he will wake up one day torn and broken. With so much pain about the sudden break up, he can't find the reasons to move on and the seemingly nightmare haunts him always. Known to be a heart breaker, Evo Thunders asks a favor to Jeyson. As a true bestfriend, Jeyson accepted the deal. But Jeyson's conscience was later hammered with guilt, realizing that it wasn't him who should be the one to break an innocent girl's pure heart on behalf of his senseless friend. Too late enough to step back, Jeyson has no choice but to face the consequences. However, the roller-coaster ride revelation has something more to unveil! The So-Called "Ex" All Rights Reserved

“The daughters of a man like that doesn’t deserve to live.” The crowd chattered angrily, they were ready to tear them apart. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death.” She raised her head slowly, she glanced at the current emperor of the Aubreun Empire, he wasn’t very much different from how she remembered him; he was only dressed in the clothes of the imperial palace and his name had changed. “Heads down you insolent witch!” One of the palace guards snapped before smacking her cheeks, her head snapped to the side and blood seeped from the cut. “The princesses of Elderslot should be put to death!” The crowd kept on chanting. “The tyranny of the duchy of Elderslot has come to an end his majesty should do us a favor and kill them all.” “Kill them all!” “Show no mercy!” “Off with their heads!” “Silence!” The Emperor yells and the crowd grew silent. “The house of Elderslot has indeed committed treason against the imperial family and the empire as a whole, but I assure you, the Duke of Elderslot and all those responsible has been executed.” Her heart hammered in her chest, and once again she dared to look up at him, he spoke with a dignified arrogance whilst radiating kingly aura; he was like a stranger. “My verdict is mercy, they shall be given their lives but their positions will be reduced to nothing.” The tears that well in her eyes, slipped and fell to her blooded dress. The Emperor turned in her direction as he spoke. “They shall be left with nothing,” their eyes met and his hardened immediately. “Nothing but shame and pain to clothe them.”

Kuro Aku was a high-schooler who one day bought a game because he liked one of the characters on the cover. To his great surprise, that game turned out to be an otome game and the character he liked was the villainess who was destined for a bad end! He was desperately playing through the game in search of some sort of way to save the villainess but he died in an accident before he could achieve that, and got reincarnated into the world of that very game by a selfish being who began calling him its toy! In a different world, before the proper game started, and as a side character who doesn't even have a name fueled by a firm conviction to save the tragic villainess, he won't stop at anything to ensure her happiness! Is saving the villainess even possible? And what does being a toy of the mysterious being even means? Read now to find the answer! Former title: Reincarnated into an otome game and becoming the attendant of the villainess - For my master, I'm ready to even kill the heroine ********** *************** The story cover is made by an amazing @YumenoKiseki - thank you so much once again for such lovely art! *************** ********** New discord account: Sound_Hammer#0850

Maximillian's hands cupped Julian's face, his thumbs tracing the soft contours of the latter's jaw. He leaned in, their breaths mingling in an exchange of pheromones. Julian felt the heat radiating from Maximillian's body, his own heart hammering a frantic rhythm against his ribs. Only a whisper of space separated their lips from each other. Maximillian's voice was a husky sigh against Julian's mouth. "If you don't want this, push me away." The challenge hung heavy in the air, but Julian met it head-on. "I do," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. In a single, fluid motion, he closed the distance, his lips meeting Maximillian's in a kiss that was both hesitant and hungry. ------------------ A catastrophic meteorite impact triggered the first evolution. A devastating global viral pandemic forced the second evolution. Insatiable human greed drove the third evolution. What does it feel like to play hide-and-seek with your enemy during the day, and entangle with him during the night? Julian Haas, a male omega, formerly known as Laurent Krausser, shot Atticus Bates, a male alpha responsible for his father's demise. The murder attempt failed and ended in an explosive collapse, landing Julian in a hospital. The National Bureau of Security, tasked with investigating the fiery demise of the building, brought alpha Maximillian Grant face-to-face with the enigmatic omega, the only other survivor of the tragedy. Intent on gaining a second chance for revenge, Julian started to approach Maximillian. Unable to resist Julian's seductive advances, Maximillian was soon drowning in not only the omega's intoxicating scent but also the murky secrets at the heart of the third evolution. Warning tag : NOT a slow burn romance, a lot of smut scenes