Euron Kills Sand Snakes

Earth, thousands of years after the apocalypse. A boy with amnesia woke up in the middle of the Dregs, the worst part of Crimson Fungus City. The boy grows up and manages to become strong enough to pass an exam for one of the most prestigious jobs in existence, a Zephyx Extractor, someone that can harvest the powers of Specters. Zephyx Extractors have the power to travel kilometers in seconds, read minds, and destroy mountains. In this oppressive world, they are the only ones who can change their destiny. Sadly, the boy had already gained a power from a Specter in the past, which made him ineligible for the position. His dream was dead. Or was it? Join my Discord: https://discord.gg/EfePH46Aru If my patreon gets more than 1000€ per month, I will increase the word count of my chapters! Join my Patreon: patreon.com/user?u=27791050

A child chosen by fate to take on the responsibility of being a savior and defeating the enemy who wants to destroy the constellation.

Cradled by self-ness, a new-born God came forth. The god, perceived as a phantom, wept as tears dripped across the waters. Thus came about its phantom heart. The weeping spirit, a solitary, god that could create anything with its right mind. However, there lay a message that told it one thing; Kill the Light. An unease built inside its heart. A dead thing, not even an echo that reached any god, nor creature alive. If not, then what was the God meant for? What else was needed of him? Thus, he wandered, days upon days, until he met a single, decrepit woman. The first contact he had since over a thousand years. -------- Discord: discord.gg/7NcJYeTUbV

Crimson Sands of Seoul is an epic saga where the vibrant pulse of modern Seoul collides with ancient grudges and futuristic ambitions, creating a sprawling urban battleground of loyalty, betrayal, and power. Born in the forgotten slums of the old city, Min-soo is a man forged by hardship and the scars of betrayal. When his closest friend, Ji-hoon, turns traitor in pursuit of the glittering promises of the elite—and whispers hint at the possible betrayal of his cherished lover, So-young—Min-soo’s world shatters. Consumed by a burning desire for retribution, he vows to upend the oppressive regime ruled by the Iron Echelon in Gangnam, a modern citadel of steel and glass where the powerful maintain their grip through surveillance, ritual, and ruthlessness.

The man watching the moment it was born was silent. He was a snake (that is also a black mamba), but his child was born a baby bird. – I fainted and suddenly woke up as a baby bird. And if that’s not enough, “Who made my daughter cry? I’ll twist their neck right away.” “Quit, you don’t have to talk. I’ll sweep every last one of them. I’m sure it’s one of them.” “Calm down, both of you. My sister has a weak stomach, so let’s take care of it in the back.” They’re all overprotective!

In a far past world, lost in time where Gods and Monsters roamed in the mortal plane: Panphilia, along with mankind, the prophecy of the Fall of Panphilia took place shaking Gods, Monsters and Men alike. Revan Parker, found himself in the body of El Ritch or Elphonse Flint Ritch in an alternate medieval era where he sees the world full of knights, witches/wizards and conjurers(mages) which could be only described as fantasy to him. It would've been an enjoyable life, as a small no named noble, if not for the prophecy disturbing the balance of this world. As a retired college student now, El Ritch wants a peaceful life and will do whatever it takes to get one, which would be a big challenge. Follow the tales of Elphonse Flint Ritch in the realm of Panphilia where Gods and monster lurk, where every man must fend for themselves. Prepare for an exciting journey. One ensures their destiny on the path they take to avoid it.

Ashe, a fallen princess, sets her journey for vengeance against her mother's murderers. As she travels the world to find her prey, she was met with adversaries and hardships on the way. But each time she defeats an enemy in front of her, she gains power as well.

Shuangwen+Invincible+Dedicated to the Son of Destiny+Acting Without Worries] Chen Wen fell into a deadly situation as soon as he crossed through, awakening his strongest physique Chaos Sequence Body with a backhand and, plus the Golden Finger Destiny Furnace. Are you the Holy Eucharist of Desolation, from the Tianming Emperor Clan? Jie Jie Jie, melt him for me! Are you a reincarnation from the First Emperor clan? Jie Jie Jie, I melted him down again! Are you the owner of the system, from the Araki family? Jie Jie Jie, come on, come on, it's all from me... No matter what power you come from, no matter what golden fingers you have, they must all become nourishment for me to become stronger. Compared to personal strength, I'm sorry, but Chen Wen is invincible. Compared to the background? That's even more embarrassing. My father's clan is the Tianming Emperor Clan, and my mother's clan is still the Tianming Emperor Clan. From this moment on, I, Chen Wen, will step by step reach the highest level!

IN TWENTY YEARS, EARTH WILL FALL. NOT BY WAR. NOT BY DISASTER. BUT BY SOMETHING FAR WORSE—AN INVASION. Before that day comes, 3.2 billion people are forcibly transported to Evernight, a world that obeys no human laws. The sky stretches endlessly, painted in deep blues and twin moons. Rivers glow, untouched and drinkable, yet laced with unknown energy. The very air hums with something unseen—a presence, a judgment. Evernight is not chaos. It is not mercy. It is a system. Ranks are assigned. Trials begin. Survival is the first lesson. ──────────────────────── AND AMONG THEM, THERE IS SIX. ──────────────────────── He is not the strongest. Not the fastest. Not the most gifted. But he is something far more dangerous. While others panic, he watches. While others react, he calculates. While the system measures strength, he measures the system. Evernight is not random—it is precise. Every action has weight. Every encounter has probability. Every movement, every reaction, every breath is governed by unseen rules. Rules that can be understood. Rules that can be mastered. Rules that, if executed perfectly, can be rewritten. ──────────────────────── BUT THE SYSTEM IS WATCHING. ──────────────────────── The Evernight Judges stand in silence, their silver masks concealing their true purpose. They do not guide. They do not interfere. They only observe. And Six has drawn their attention. He does not overpower. He does not struggle. He simply executes. With every trial, with every encounter, he climbs. Not through raw force. Not through blind ambition. But through something far rarer—absolute efficiency. But Evernight does not reward ambition. It tests it. And Six is about to prove that even in a world designed to break humanity—some rules can still be rewritten. ──────────────────────── ✔ No overpowered shortcuts—only mastery through precision. ✔ A slow-burn rise—every step earned, every advantage calculated. ✔ A world both breathtaking and brutal—a fantasy realm with real survival stakes. ✔ A protagonist who doesn’t win by luck or hidden power, but by sheer, perfect execution. ──────────────────────── The invasion is coming. The countdown has begun. In Evernight, survival is not about strength. It’s about understanding.

“P-Please... give me a chance. I-I like you, Mr. Kang.” In a world where humans and anthropomorphs coexist, discrimination isn’t just common—it’s an everyday reality. Yueul, a weasel anthropomorph, is drowning in debt after being deceived by his ex-boyfriend into committing illegal acts. Prejudice against anthropomorphs makes stability impossible, as he’s fired from one job after another. Then, an unexpected opportunity arises: if Yueul can work alongside Wooheon, a black mamba anthropomorph, and “fix” his abrasive personality, Wooheon’s older brother promises to pay off all of Yueul’s debts. “Thank you for the offer. I’m not sure if I can meet your standards, but I’ll do my best.” Terrified of black mambas but even more terrified of his crushing debt, Yueul reluctantly accepts. Yet on his very first day, he’s already teetering on the edge of being fired. Desperate to keep the job, Yueul blurts out a reckless lie—that he likes Wooheon and wants to stay by his side. But Wooheon, fully aware of Yueul’s lie, retracts the dismissal with a twist: he suggests they live together, determined to push Yueul into quitting on his own. As if that weren’t bad enough, Yueul soon discovers Wooheon’s unusual way of managing stress: sex. And the room assigned to Yueul? It happens to be Wooheon’s designated “sex-only” space. “S-So if I use that room, does that mean you can’t have sex...?” “Why? Do you want to take their place?” “...If you’re okay with being with a guy... then I’m fine with it.” With Wooheon’s perfectionism driving him to collapse under extreme stress, Yueul wants to help—but definitely not like this! Still, the fear of exposing his lie about liking Wooheon keeps Yueul tangled in his own deception, desperately trying to maintain the facade. Knowing Yueul’s confession is a lie, Wooheon relentlessly pushes him further, testing how long he can endure. What started as a desperate lie to escape his debts has thrown Yueul into a chaotic power struggle. Can he survive life under the same roof with Wooheon and somehow tame his impossible personality? #BL #Fantasy #Modern #Anthropomorph Text copyright ⓒ 2024 by Spicychili All right reserved. The Korean edition was originally written by 매운칠리, Korea Translated and Published by We’ve Lab.

THIS IS A Harry Potter FANFICTION. A girl who lives 3 lifetimes. He is her Destiny and She is his Doom. How long can a Gryffindor remain a Gryffindor?

I, the protagonist, was just an ordinary NEET, but suddenly I was reincarnated as a tiny white snake in a fantasy world where legendary creatures and gods exist. Not only that, but I awakened in a cave as the offspring of a terrifying Medusa Serpent. Armed with only my human knowledge and my indomitable mental strength, I'm forced to use cunning tactics and rapidly evolving skills to survive against far stronger monsters and humans... So begins the survival story of a former shut-in with incredible willpower, living as one of the lowest-ranked beasts in a world of magic! ᆖ Music suddenly started playing in my head. I'd been waiting for this moment for so long. 'Snakes! Assemble' ....

【 Warning : Mature Content R-18 】 This was a transmigration. And it was an astonishing second transmigration. Although the first one ended rather abruptly... Arriving at the riverside, the child crouched down, scooped up a handful of cool water, and drank it. The sweet and clear river water was more delicious than any beverage on Earth. The child exclaimed loudly, "How refreshing!" Gazing at the water surface, the child's face took on a solemn expression, as if painstakingly brewing something. His eyes suddenly closed, and when he opened them again, an evil aura suddenly emerged on the calm water surface. In the reflection, the innocent - looking child actually had a pair of blood - red eyes! The water surface was rippling, rising and falling, with glistening waves. Yet, those blood - red eyes remained distinct. On the evil - looking blood - red background, a black tomoe slowly rotated around the center of the eye. It was the Sharingan! What followed was quite clear. Lin Xing, an unfortunate guy, had unfortunately transmigrated into the world of Naruto. He managed to survive until the night of the Uchiha clan's massacre, and then, unfortunately, died. This was truly a tragic story! Lin Xing didn't, like many transmigrated heroes, fight Obito and defeat Madara. It wasn't that he lacked talent. In Lin Xing's words, "Geniuses are often nipped in the bud." In the world of Zhu Xian, gods above, Lin Xing was even younger than Sasuke! So, on that fateful night, Lin Xing ran desperately. Suddenly, a ripple appeared in the space ahead, and the big - boss - like figure emerged. Lin Xing didn't even have time to see how the opponent attacked before losing consciousness. Well, let bygones be bygones. Lin Xing stood up, deactivated the eye - catching Sharingan, and looked towards the south. According to what the shopkeeper said, Qingyun Sect was in that direction. The world of Zhu Xian was full of disasters. When it came to the best place of refuge, Qingyun Sect was undoubtedly the top choice. Lin Xing promised that if he died this time, he definitely wouldn't transmigrate again. The first transmigration was a soul - transmigration, which was quite normal. The second one couldn't really be considered a proper transmigration in the strict sense. The Sharingan was still there, his five - year - old body remained the same, and even the other - world clothing he wore before his death was intact. Lin Xing guessed that something must have gone wrong with the masked man's space - time ninjutsu, and by some strange coincidence, he was sent to this world. If he were to die this time, he would truly lose everything. Having made up his mind, Lin Xing vowed to join Qingyun Sect.

being in prison for the crime that you never committed and the one behind your imprisonment is your brother in law and your girlfriend who used as their escape room after Killing your sister. you meet again after some years and they are married and they have a son. so you do your very best to come close to them inorder to get your revage and your main target to come close to them is their son whom later you was told is your son.

He chuckled. “What’s with the face?” I blinked. “What?” “You’re blushing.” His voice held a teasing lit, and I could practically hear the smirk behind it. “Oh.” I raised a hand to my cheek, rubbing absently, only to feel the warmth spreading across my skin. My lips twisted into a small, guilty smile. Leo’s eyes gleamed with amusement. There was something about the way he looked at me—steady, knowing—that made me uneasy. Not because I felt uncomfortable, but because I had spent so long misunderstanding him. Why hadn’t I seen his loyalty from the start? Why had I assumed he wanted me for business, for something transactional? A pang of guilt settled in my chest. “This place is…” I started, glancing around, searching for words. He leaned back slightly, one arm draped over the chair. “Deserving of a heiress,” he finished smoothly. “I had a work break.” A warm rush of gratitude filled me, but it was quickly dampened by a lingering thought. Cassie had mentioned something earlier—something about Ophelia storming into Leo’s office. My fingers curled slightly against the tablecloth.

In collapsing spacetime, {Linhe}—a woman with cybernetic prosthetics—trades quantum-state memories through a convenience store vending machine, desperate to reclaim her mother’s final moments. {Mingjing}, a memory recovery agent, exposes the "immortality protocol" as a cruel experiment: Linhe’s transactions funnel pain into the Stardust Sea to sustain her mother’s fading consciousness. Plunging into memory vortices, they discover their symbiotic origin—split from the same primal code. Behind the Bronze Door lies the truth: Mother transformed herself into stardust, while her daughter became a vessel for cultivating sorrow. Shattering the trade system, they release memories back to the Stardust Sea. Sand grains morph into dandelion seeds sprouting translucent shoots in asphalt cracks, as stardust dew on the store’s glass whispers forever: "The sand knows all answers."

Children are vanishing. Aziz was one of them. Dragged into the depths of the earth, Aziz is thrown into a pit to die—but death does not keep him. Each time he dies, he rises stronger, his senses sharpened, his resolve hardened. Leaving the pit only leads him deeper: to an underground forest, a brutal Exam, and finally, an academy ruled by the Order, a organization hidden from the world. They claim to seek peace, but their true purpose is shrouded in secrets Aziz is desperate to uncover and tear apart. Trapped between vengeance and the unknown, Aziz must survive trials, betrayals, and the truth lurking beneath it all... Revenge drives him. But will it blind him to the real enemy? All will fear the Divine Snake Cult. All will whisper the name Ghost. 3 - 5 CHAPTERS EVERY WEEK

Delyth has had her fair share of luxury and worked her whole life for years more of it; so by what fate was she exiled to the west and more importantly how would she survive the wrath of the imperial prince who's dead set on bringing her down... PS: cover not mine, contact me privately if you want it taken down.

A male antagonist who was tortured to hell by those that are close to him. Later did he realize what the eyes of the government and their voices are. Thus he chose to live the life of being an serial killer and give justice to the depraved.

After a sorrowful heart break with her boyfriend of 6 years , Tiffany vows to never give her heart out again to men ... But this time it is not a man who wants her heart, it is the top player in the game of love , Chloe, Beverly Hills finest maiden . Will Tiffany let herself love again ?. Find out in 'To kill a bird'

My name is Jin Shimada and I work for HIS (Hitman International Syndicate). A contract organization that takes care of the world's problems like it's a usual 9-5. Recently, I've been given the task of taking out a string of political targets that leads to a large conspiracy to take over the free world; mix that with my psychotic coworkers, a cutthroat boss, and my declining mental health and you have a cocktail of guns, bullets, and never-ending chaos. Otherwise known as another day in the office. Author's Note: As of Ch. 11, Killing 9 to 5 will be on a temporary pause for the next 6-8 weeks while the author recovers due to medical issues. I apologize for this inconvenience and Thank you for your patience.

we all will be stories one day, so make yours wild till the end. But mine has no end. kill me all you want, I simply won't die. I'm a story after another.

one has to be skilled in any activity to servive.This sentence is explaining the importance of skill deveelopment.But when we come to know about the activity in which the person is skilled so many questions are arising .let us continue to get the answers

___Lost Notes___ In this age of superheroes, the public safety is at the hands of these all so powerful figures. Located in the metropolis of Condor is the worlds strongest hero, UltraMan. In his decade long carrier, he has destroyed multiple conspiracies started by the city's old elite, single handedly apprehended the mafias that encroached upon the weak and feeble and even stopped several alien invasions and infiltrations. It is safe to assume that such a man would have many enemies, but with skin that cannot be pierced by any earthly means and strength that puts the legends of old to shame, how can such a creature ever be defeated? If UltraMan wanted to, he could have conquered earth at any time. So why did he not? No one quite knows. '' In any regards, he is seen as the balancing force of the world. So what happens if he is removed from the picture? What if I removed him? How will the world live? How will "I" live? ....

Annalise Katz is one of the top agents at the CIA. She’s smart, fearless, and always gets the job done. But when a series of brutal murders points to the powerful Moretti cartel, Anna is forced to go undercover. Her mission? Get close to Ezra Moretti, the dark and mysterious heir to the Moretti empire. Ezra isn’t like the usual criminals she’s dealt with. He’s calm, unpredictable, and way too attractive for his own good. Anna knows she should keep her distance, but the deeper she gets into his world, the harder it becomes to tell what’s real and what’s part of the game. But while Anna is busy trying to figure out Ezra, someone else is watching her. Someone who’s been watching for a long time. A killer who leaves cryptic symbols and brutal messages behind, making it clear: Anna is his, and anyone who gets close to her is as good as dead. Now, with a stalker in the shadows and a cartel kingpin in her sights, Anna must figure out who she can trust before it’s too late. One wrong move, and she’ll lose everything—including herself. V⁠●⁠ᴥ⁠●⁠V

THIS IS FOR OFFLINE READING PURPOSES ONLY! I DO NOT OWN THIS WORK! Synopsis: What can a person do in order to survive? Mei Lin doesn't know about others, but she can sacrifice everything for it, including her body and dignity. She longed for life to bloom as wildly as the spring flowers in February, even if it was short-lived, but in reality she lived like a toad in the mud, shrunken, ugly and dirty. She only knew that she could only talk about other things if she had a life. Even his life is gone, what else is there to say? But she never expected that in the end she would fall into the hands of Murong Jing and that bastard, the man who once treated her as a plaything to please another woman and was severely repaid by her, the man who was determined to retaliate. That bastard man!

“They're not dead,” “They are alive… watching and laughing from the shadows as we all fall into our coffins.” The Domains had grown weaker, and the Gate of Oblivion had finally collapsed, weaving ancient terrors back into existence. Ripped from their reality, three strangers were plunged into a nightmarish dimension where death was permanent, and survival was an illusion. Every full moon, the Otherworlders were judged with simple but merciless rules—succeed and walk further in hell, fail and be annihilated. ___ Elias Valor, a ruthless hitman for a local mafia, was no stranger to violence, but the dreads of this dimension pushed him beyond insanity as he stumbled against two other anomalies—Lysandra, a sinister healer, and Malachi, a mad prophet. With each mission, they descended deeper into a world where their deadly and mystic skills were both a weapon and a curse. Haunted by their past sins and the forgotten horrors of the dimension, they had to navigate brutal landscapes where survival came at a price too steep to pay. As the lines between reality and nightmare blurred, they faced a dark truth: the greatest threat might not be the dimension, but the darkness they once were. “The clock has stopped—but the true game has not even started.”