Gunshot Cartoon

After dying from a gunshot, Reo meets the goddess Ophelia who offers him a rare chance. Instead of being reincarnated with no memory of his past, he can come back to a new world with the offer of receiving a legacy as well. Reo gets to choose from six legacy cards, each offering different powers. One card is blank—a risky option with slim chances of getting a good legacy from it. Ignoring the goddess’s warning, Reo picks the blank card and to both their surprise, he gets the SSS Rank Dark Dragon Legacy, a type of legacy so rare that only one human in Ophelia's world has ever had it. Reo is Reborn as Silva, he’s quickly labeled a failure by his noble family because he lacked magical ability at the moment , due to his legacy not yet awakened. His father, embarrassed and harsh, orders his death, but his mother begs for his life, sending him away to be raised by another family in a far-off town. Silva awakens his Dark Dragon Legacy, growing at a rate that was beyond normal, as he tried to understand the task the goddess had in mind for him, while still enjoying his new life. He also made out some time to pay his father back Discord: https://discord.gg/cQyp9znXYz

Haruto Kiryuu was a kendo athlete—dedicated, disciplined, and always chasing victory. But no matter how hard he trained, no matter how much he pushed himself, he could never claim the top spot. He was always second. Even so, he never stopped moving forward. Until the night his life was stolen from him. A robbery. A single moment of hesitation. A gunshot. And then—darkness. But his story didn’t end there. When Haruto opened his eyes again, he wasn’t in a hospital. He wasn’t even in his own world. Instead, he found himself lying on the cold, hard ground, surrounded by the sounds of war—metal clashing, men screaming, horses charging. Before he could even make sense of what was happening, a figure loomed over him, tossing a heavy sword into his hands. "You are finally awake… I thought you were done after that cavalry charge."

The pain from the gunshot was nothing compared to the pain she felt in her heart as she realized she would be losing not only her life but also her unborn baby. With eyes that beheld great resentment, she looked at the man, the father of the child and her cousin's arms in arms. "Why?" There was nothing else to say. Eyes conveyed everything that was needed to be said, She didn't deserve such an end. He knew this. But the man had an impassive look. As if years of their time spent together meant nothing to him. Years of her showing him with affection meant nothing to him. Just one world "Fate" ... As she opened her eyes, she found herself the very night this tragedy started. The day she got married to David. The face was the same, the reception was the same, and the room was the same. But the soul was not the naive inexperienced stay-at-home wife. But a betrayed woman who burnt in the flame of vengeance.

What do humans want most, money, fame, power? Born an orphan, Aster saw all the other children be adopted and get into caring family, as for him, he grew in the orphanage, studied and found a job, a simple yet fulfilling life as he decided to help raise funds for the home in which he grew. Unfortunately fate seemed to play him a bad taste joke, a crazy robber, a gunshot and a bomb, why did I have to step in, when I have never cared about other people business, he wondered as his life faded away. The next thing he knew was that he was being held in the arms of the most beutiful woman he has ever seen, did he died and went to heaven, did he finally gained what he desired so much, or is he being a victim to some kind of scheme. The asnwer came to him as he was gazed by the tender eyes of that woman, the warmth of a family he longed for, during 18 years of his life, he finally got to experience it, so what could go wrong. If you were given a second chance, will you follow your desires even if they were against common sense? Follow Aster on his travel trough the multiple planets and realms as he gains the title "The Perverted Primordial" ------------------------------------ Achievement rewards: 800 power stones= 1 extra chapters (The reward chapters will be posted on the week, on a random day) ----------------------------------------------- Copyright the cover image is not mine if you are the author contact me and I will take it down. ----------------------------------------------- English is not my main language so there might be some grammar mistakes. ----------------------------------------------- Finnaly if you don't like harem and R-18 chapters this novel is not for you. (No NTR btw). ----------------------------------------------- If you like my novels please do support me by voting with your power stones, and reviewing them, also please give it a try to my other novel "Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System". ----------------------------------------------- For all those who are still reading this lets start our long journey.

Pure instinct to aid the weak. A noble impulse, right? My 'sin,' or perhaps my supreme stupidity, was trying to save a woman and her daughter from a brutal death. In the heat of the skirmish, a moment of carelessness cost me a gunshot. And then, the ironic confirmation of an old suspicion: the God of this world finds amusement in fallen heroes. Just as the darkness was claiming me, a strange phenomenon tore me from its jaws... only to throw me into the body of a noble baby, a child born with privileges, yes, but also with a curse. Lucien Whiteheart, his parents' fifth attempt at having an heir, was a doomed body. A grotesque curse denied them descendants, and now, I, a trapped soul, faced a premature death at the hands of enemies I never provoked. A blessing or a cruel joke of fate? I’ll find out, if I survive.

In a city where truth is a shadow and memories bleed into nightmares, Elle finds herself trapped in a game she doesn’t remember playing. A gunshot that never happened. A crime she never committed. And a man who looks at her like he knows something she doesn’t. Amadeo came searching for answers, but instead, he found her—at the center of a mystery that was never meant to be solved. The past is watching. The lies are unraveling. And not all of them will make it out alive. Some stories aren’t meant to be remembered. Some names were never meant to be spoken. But echoes… they always find their way back

High school youth love themselves their media. Fantasy books, anime cartoons, even online content. However, when four young teens end up being transported to another world similar to that of their precious media, they must reestablish themselves and adapt to their new fantasy surroundings or die trying.

Having experienced and been a living witness to the heartbreaking tragedy that happened to his family. Khun Rafa (2nd son) lost his father and his big brother as well as the precious people in his life. Leaving him and his three poor nephews (his brother's children), it was his responsibility to raise his 10-year-old twins and their 5-year-old baby brother at the time of the tragedy. Successfully escaping and hiding from the pursuit of a stepmother who was crazy about wealth and power, in the midst of his escape Khun Rafa had received a gunshot wound to his forehead, knowing that his injuries were quite serious and his face was also recognized by his stepmother's hired men, Khun Rafa decided to change his face and also make new identities for himself and his three nephews. living a new life in a country as ordinary citizens, their new identities as father and son relationships. Several years passed, living a new life like an ordinary person, bringing them to meet new people who enter their lives, various kinds of trials are faced with patience, loyalty, responsibility. Even though the three children grew up to be cold individuals, they had warm hearts towards the people they loved. However, unexpected things happen to the people in their circle, forcing them to meet again with the evil woman who destroyed their lives in the past. Even though they want to avoid it, all these problems happen to the people beside them, like something that has not been resolved in the past and they must resolve it in the present in order to protect them and take back what should be theirs.

What if one night you woke up to the sound of gunshots, your heart racing, but you couldn’t see anything in the dark? What if, by morning, your father’s dead body was found in a drainage, with seven gunshots in his body, and no answers in sight? Sixteen years ago, that’s exactly what happened to Evan. A violent attack struck the nation’s most secure military cantonment, killing his father and several high-ranking army officers. The government quickly swept it under the rug, closing the case with no farther investigation. A few protests sparked, then faded. No questions, no answers. Everyone forgot. Now, Evan Baydoun is the country’s top detective in the CB (Crime Branch) unit, but the past still haunts him. Every case is a distraction from the one that never left his mind. Who killed his father? Why were they never caught? And what was the real reason behind the attack? As Evan digs deeper, he uncovers a truth darker than he ever imagined. The deeper he goes, the closer he gets to powerful enemies who will stop at nothing to keep their secrets buried. Will Evan Baydoun uncover the truth, or will he become the next lost case?

In the haunting solitude of a dimly lit mansion atop a hill, an aging man in a blue tuxedo grapples with the weight of his past decisions, compelled by unseen forces. As a sniper named Zayne lurks in the shadows, a seemingly joyful reunion between a father and daughter turns tragic when a single gunshot shatters the night. An intricate web of deceit unfurls as Zayne follows a mission to eliminate two targets, only to be drawn into a nightmarish confrontation with Heath Gerald, a man whose sanity unravels as dark secrets surface. As Zayne confronts Heath, the horror escalates, revealing a monstrous transformation that blurs the lines between man and beast. In the chaos, Zayne's reality fractures, thrusting him into a surreal desert landscape where he must confront his fears and the fate of his missing brother, Aiden. Driven by determination and an enigmatic box that holds the key to unimaginable power, Zayne embarks on a perilous journey through an unforgiving new earth, where survival hinges on mystical elements, mysteries that span thousands of years and a demonic scheme brewing underneath.

kosalan is a fan of anime and cartoons,want to be in one such world and God gives him that wish but here he don't transmigrate.world changes to his wish

A Few Warnings for the Reader: This short novel is written for people who appreciate Japanese anime – a worldwide community numbering in the hundreds of millions. It's important to understand from the start that anime is not just "children's cartoons," as animation is often perceived in places like Europe and the USA. Anime represents a distinct form of animation and a significant cultural force, almost like "super-cinema." It can be incredibly dynamic and explore serious themes. Now, let's be honest, a large portion of anime is… not great. Maybe around 90% could be considered simply "okay" or even, let's say, "trashy." It can be blatant, silly, and not particularly engaging. Many viewers watch one of these less impressive shows and then assume all anime is similar. But that's a mistake! Understand this: by doing that, you're missing out on potentially the most captivating entertainment of your life. That's not an exaggeration – it's a genuine perspective. But the remaining 10%? That's where the true "super-cinema" lies. Good anime is unmatched in its ability to tell emotionally resonant stories and deliver dynamic action. Anime creators are free to push boundaries. Their imaginations delve into the complexities of the human heart, challenging the common "European view" that restricts animation to children. This story(it's not a Fanfiction!) is a tribute to a classic anime called "Fate." Fate is not my personal absolute favorite – there are masterpieces which incredibly hard to surpass. But still, it's a powerful example of the story started as a simple eroge and converted to a deeply emotional cult film.

The clock ticked past midnight, each second echoing like a hammer in the hollow silence of the apartment. Rain lashed against the windows, the storm outside mirroring the tempest brewing in Emily’s chest. She sat rigid on the couch, her fingers digging into the upholstery, eyes fixed on the door. David’s keys jingled in the lock, his laughter—warm and carefree—seeping through the wood before he did. He stumbled in, tie askew, the sharp tang of bourbon on his breath. But it wasn’t the alcohol that made her stomach churn. It was the cloying sweetness of jasmine perfume clinging to his collar—a scent that didn’t belong to her. “Where have you been?” Emily’s voice trembled, though she’d rehearsed the question a hundred times in her head. David froze, his smile dissolving. “Work ran late. You know how it is.” “Work ends at six, David. It’s *midnight*.” She stood, her legs unsteady. “And since when do you wear lipstick to the office?” His hand flew to the smudge of crimson on his white sleeve—a shade too bold, too *alive* for the muted tones of their marriage. His face hardened. “You’re imagining things.” “Am I?” She stepped closer, the jasmine scent now suffocating. “Or is it *Jane* from accounting? The one who ‘just needs your help’ every time I call?” His laugh was a cold blade. “You’re paranoid. Always picking fights—” “Paranoid?” Her voice cracked. “You haven’t touched me in months! You come home smelling like *her*, lying to my face—” “Enough!” He slammed his fist on the table, a vase rattling. “I’m tired of your nagging! What do you even do all day? Sit here and wait to accuse me?” The words struck deeper than any slap. Emily’s breath hitched. “I gave up my career for you. For *us*—” “Us?” He sneered. “There *is* no ‘us.’ Just you, digging through my things like a desperate—” She didn’t see his hand move. The crack of his palm against her cheek split the air, her head snapping sideways. She stumbled, clutching the wall as the taste of copper bloomed on her tongue. David loomed over her, his eyes wild, foreign. “You… you pushed me to this,” he hissed, grabbing his coat. “Clean yourself up. You’re pathetic.” The door slammed. Emily slid to the floor, tears mingling with the blood on her lip. Outside, thunder roared. But beneath the pain, a spark ignited—a flicker of defiance. Her gaze landed on the shattered vase, its jagged pieces glinting in the lamplight. *Pathetic.* The word echoed, twisting into a vow. She would rise. Not for him. Not for “us.” But to make him regret the day he underestimated the woman he’d reduced to ashes. -**Chapter One: The Scent of Betrayal (Continued)** The air hung thick with venom. David’s chest heaved, his earlier bravado fraying at the edges. Emily wiped her bleeding lip with the back of her hand, her eyes blazing. “You think Jane *wants* you?” she spat, her voice a razor. “Or does she just pity the man who needs to steal confidence from a bottle and affairs to feel alive?” David’s jaw twitched. “Shut up.” “Why? Because it’s true?” She laughed, cold and sharp. “You’re a cliché, David. A middle-aged fraud in a tailored suit. Even your *precious* promotion—did you earn it, or did you cry your way into it like you did when your father called you a disappointment?” He lunged forward, but she sidestepped, her words relentless. “Jane must be desperate. Or blind. Tell me, does she know you couldn’t even—” “I said *shut up*!” he roared, his composure crumbling. “Couldn’t even *what*?” she taunted, stepping closer. “Finish a sentence? A marriage? Or is that why you’re so bad in—” The slap exploded like a gunshot. Emily’s head whipped sideways, her body crumpling to the floor. The world blurred—a kaleidoscope of shattered glass and spinning shadows. Her cheek burned, but worse was the silence that followed, broken only by her shaky breaths.

In a small province form Mountain Province called Bangaan. Something is happening, something that is not right. Benjo was weak and pale, full of anger while his opponent Clyde is making fun of him. Benjo was about to deliver a heavy blow at Clyde when suddenly, his arm emmit yellow fiery blazing aura, startling the audience including Clyde and him. A head of a lion formed on his fist, roaring. It made contact with Clyde's face. It made a loud bang sound like a gunshot, echoing throughout the battalion ground. Clyde was knocked out. Benjo was also shocked to what just happened but he fall to the ground because of his tiredness. The people have never seen like it. They called it a day and went home, still wandering about the shocking phenomenon. Mateo went to sleep. But in a random time in the night, he started to feel uncomfortable pain all around his body. He raised his arm, lizard scales around his arm, his pinky and pointy fingers have claws like a lizard. He taught it was just a dream, he fought the pain and tried to sleep it in. He doesn't know whoever was in that fight, also experienced it the same as his. The next day, all of them are experiencing headache, lower resistance making them easily get sick, and body pain. The next day, they got better as if it was nothing happened yesterday and went to attend school. Another fight is about to happen in the afternoon. Our main character Mateo, who was filled with curiosity because of what happened during the fight between Benjo and Clyde attend to watch the fight.

Thirteen books. Each containing knowledge capable of reshaping reality itself. Ijas, a brilliant yet enigmatic author, wrote them all—then vanished. His final act? A single gunshot, a cryptic message, and a disappearance that defied logic. Only Seven books remain. The rest? Lost… or taken. Now, those who seek the truth must uncover the secrets hidden within the pages. But some knowledge was never meant to be known—because once you understand it, there’s no turning back. What did Ijas discover? Why did he disappear? And who else is after the books? The answers lie within the 13 Books of End—but knowing them comes at a price.

Sanjay Pathak who is one of the successful businessmen and millionaires in the world got killed by an unknown sniper gunshot when he was in his car. He dies while accumulating a lot of regrets and sadness in his life's journey to become a millionaire. Unexpectedly, he was reincarnated into a western fantasy world which was filled with swords and magic. In his new body, as Daris Darkhold, a 7 year old peasant boy who had a similar appearance as him when he was young. To his surprise, he's born with incredible soul affinity and possesses the rarest magic — Black Magic which was hailed as Satan's Magic in this world. As the regret of never being filial son to his past parents… He takes responsibility to become the greatest Dark Magi and tries to return back to his real earth while adjusting to his current parents. But The Dark Magic he possesses acts as a symbiote which often lures him for infinite power and becomes a monster!

"Dad, are we going to die?" "No, sweetie. We’ll be alright." Surrounded by armed men, I clenched my daughter's hand, my heart pounding as their guns pointed directly at her. I closed my eyes, whispering a silent prayer. Then—a gunshot. My eyes snapped open. One of the men collapsed onto the pavement, lifeless. Through the thick smoke rising from our burning car, a figure emerged. My breath caught. It was my son. Without hesitation, he tore through the attackers, his blows ruthless, his movements a blur of deadly precision. Blood splattered the ground as he dismantled them, one by one. Then, headlights cut through the chaos. A sleek black car pulled up, and from its shadow stepped two men. My blood ran cold. They weren’t just anyone. They were the right-hand men of the Devil—the most feared mafia lord alive. Yet, they stood behind my son, watching in silence. As he delivered the final blow, my son straightened, his face drenched in blood. He tilted his head toward the dark sky, inhaling deeply before murmuring: "The time has come, hasn’t it?"

Seized by a panic such as she had never experienced in the 21 short years of her life, Mira scrambled against the man's grip, and a whiff of blood mingled with an intoxicating scent of cedar. “Shh,” he murmured, lowering his head. Pressed against his firm chest, she gulped at the dark red seeping through his shirt ivory white. She risked a glimpse up. Under a silver-black phantom half mask was a sculpted face, strands of jet-black hair sweeping his cheeks. Contrasting his pale complexion were those burgundy red lips, above which, a straight nose cast a shadow on his thin eyes the color of onyx. He glanced down at her, his gaze otherworldly. “If you’re thinking of getting on the back of the truck,” he wheezed, his larynx heaving. “Bad idea.” Deep like the rumbling sea and magnetic, his gravelly voice threatened to drown any audience. ----- In a world ten thousand years after ours perishes, the planet is ruled by the First World, consisting of the Commonwealth and the Republic across the Huron Sea. 21-year-old Mira de Armas must escape the Commonwealth after a posse of vigilantes who called themselves the Reds started a revolution and persecuted her stepfather till his death. Disguised as a boy, she smuggles herself to the Republic. As she tries to escape from the Customs, she is caught by the most wanted man of the First World, the last drug lord who has taken out all the Republican cartels. The man offers Mira a deal: in exchange for helping him reach a hidden bunker and treating his gunshot wound, he will ensure her safety. Left with no alternative, Mira joins forces with him and soon discovers his other identity—Dr. Warshon Qusbecq, a renowned physician by day. As their journey unveils old memories and exposes the conspiracy behind the upcoming election of the First World Premier, their relationship shifts from mutual suspicion to affection. Through intellectual sparring and the exchange of personal histories, Mira begins to see the truth behind the villain’s mask: that darkness will always exist for the light to be enjoyed on the other side. How will she handle the danger that anchors her now? I hope you'll enjoy this romantasy.

Akira Shinjuku isn't your average teenager living in 1987 Japan. The world's greatest paranormal investigator working for the Bureau of Paranormal Extermination, he wields a divine superpower called a Rock Move, with his Rock Move, Footloose, being the strongest of them all. Aided by his doom and gloom girlfriend Amanda Valentine, his edgy as blades rival Rei Higashikata, his video game and cartoon obsessed alien best friend Josefumi Jirou, and a gambling addicted stoner German witch named Maria Elric, Akira is looking to avenge his father's death at the hands of Bruno, a mysterious hitman wearing a cartoonish dog mask. Fullfilling his destiny won't be easy, as devils, freaks, scary monsters and super creeps hinder his way. But with his trusty escrima sticks and his team, he can do anything. Manners. Maketh. Man. This is Silent November.

Lin all tired and weak, from the torture she had gone through for the past days, now tied to a pole right at the edge of the cliff, looked up to her killer who was standing some meters away, and asked faintly "Why do I have to be put through all this?" "Am just carrying out an assignment." the killer responded, with no sign of sympathy whatsoever. Lin stared at her killer, obviously the masked figure wasn't going to show her any form of mercy. Already tired of life and had given up, she asked her killer one last time. "You really think, my dad is going to let y'all go after am dead?". The killer gave an evil grin. "Seems you have so much confidence in your dad..." He said clicking his teeth, and after exhaling. "Your dad wants you dead sweetheart." He said bluntly, dropping the bombshell, leaving Lin in utter shock and confusion. "That can't be true." She whispered although she could hear the doubt in her own voice, as the tears flowed from her already weary eyes down to her cheeks. She really didn't want to believe this but something was starting to make sense to her..She had gone through a lot already "Just end this please." She said exhaling deeply, as she closed her eyes. She could hear the echo of the gunshot as she waited patiently the bullet to pierce for through her... Yet nothing came through, she couldn't feel any form of pain or sting... "Isn't it meant to hurt a little?.. Or is she dead already.." She thought, as she slowly opened her eyes... What she saw was overwhelming... Her killer was on the floor instead... She scanned around, and that's when she saw a young man coming towards her... As the person came closer, she started to notice, that the person was also having feminine characteristics.... Wait that was a lady, looking really masculine.... Clad in all black, high boots, and a neat cut... She was lost in the eyes of this stranger and hadn't noticed that the lady had started to untie her. "What's going on?" A very confused Lin whispered, "Just follow me." The lady replied as she loosened the last knots that held Lin to the pole. Already freed Lin tried to take a step but stumbled. The lady turned and gave a smirk. "You were quite strong at first." And before Lin could fathom what she said, she swept her off her feet. And whispered, "Am not letting you go this time."

Rey Ryuuga had lived his life in emptiness since birth. He never knew love—only solitude that wrapped around him like a shadow. One day, as he walked through a quiet park, savoring a rare moment of peace, a sudden—bang! A gunshot shattered the silence. His body collapsed, blood pooling beneath him. His vision blurred… until everything faded to black. But instead of death, Rey awoke in another world. This was no mere dream. Every time he died, he was thrust into a different reality. A curse or a blessing? He had no answers—only one haunting question: Who is behind this? On his eighth resurrection, Rey found himself in a world of magic, an era ruled by mystical kingdoms shrouded in mystery. And in this world, he finally uncovered the truth. A revelation that changed everything—he could only be reborn eight times. Now, with his final life remaining, what will Rey do?

Oh hey there! Welcome to my totally not your average novel. I'm Natsuo, your humble guide (well, maybe not that humble) through this wild rollercoaster of a story. Buckle up because things are about to get real. So, picture this: I was just your regular guy—well, if by regular you mean born into a family of portal-hopping "Dimension Walkers," betrayed by a kingdom, and accidentally sold my soul to Lucifer. Oops. Now I’ve got these wicked powers like gaining all knowledge (yes, I’m a genius), multiplying anything by a trillion (imagine a trillion-dollar pizza), and copying abilities (basically, I'm like the ultimate cheat code). Oh, and did I mention I’m emotionless now? Yeah, turns out selling your soul has some side effects. Who knew? Anyway, things went downhill real fast when the Night Commander decided to try and kill me and my best friend Minami. Spoiler alert: didn’t work. But, in a twist of fate (and some magic portals), I ended up in a new dimension where I ran into some really "interesting" characters, like a dude in a red suit named G.W.A.K.(Guy with a katana) He’s kind of like a talking cartoon with a katana—breaks the fourth wall and cracks jokes like there's no tomorrow. Honestly, he might be funnier than Luci, my annoying floating eyeball companion. Now, with these crazy new powers, I’m hopping between dimensions, stealing abilities from other powerful freaks, and maybe trying to find a way to reclaim my soul before Lucifer decides she wants more than just a one-time deal. Did I mention I don’t play nice? Yeah, if you’re looking for a hero, you’re probably in the wrong place. But hey, stick around! There’s betrayal, epic fights, fourth-wall-breaking shenanigans, and enough sarcasm to fill an entire kingdom. Oh, and if you’re reading this, you might want to keep your eyes peeled—I might just be watching you. discord server:- https://discord.gg/QkbYtJEZ

In a quiet, private room of the restaurant, the sound of shattering glass pierced the air like a gunshot. There, standing in front of the broken shards, was Robert, his face frozen in shock. The word "divorce" hung in the air, a bitter pill that he couldn't swallow. "It's a joke, right?" Robert asked, his voice shaking with disbelief. "No, I'm not joking, I want a divorce" Emily replied her voice resolute. Her words hit him like a punch to the gut, as he struggled to comprehend what she was saying. ********* In a society where arranged marriages are the norm, two strangers are forced to marry each other. They have very different personalities and interests, and they struggle to find common ground. They are bound together by a marriage contract that is intended to ensure that they will work together for the benefit of both their families. Emily Kevan, a college student with big dreams find herself in a situation that seems to have no way out. It was a leap of faith that would forever change her life, for better or worse. She felt a sense of profound frustration, knowing that she was tied to someone she had never met and knowing that she was unable to pursue a relationship with the man she truly wanted to be with. She considered divorce as a means of freeing herself from the constraints of the contract, but the terms of the agreement was clear: five years of marriage and an heir were required before a divorce could be considered. On the other hand, after years of focusing solely on his studies, Robert Rawlings graduated from university and was eager to begin the next chapter of his life. However, his parent had other plans. They informed him of a contract marriage that would tie him to a woman he had never met, and they made it clear that there was no room for discussion. Robert resigned himself to his fate, knowing that he had no choice but to comply. The question now is, will Emily divorce Robert after five years of marriage with a son? Cover image is not mine, all credit goes to the owner.

She is innocent, beautiful, and sexy. He is a gentleman, kind, and caring. He is everything every woman wants in man, but they'll have to get past the devil all around him. Sapphire lost her childhood memories in an accident on a Christmas eve years ago. She knows there's more to herself than working overtime and underpaid to care for her mother. True to her thoughts, she gets involved with an angel in disguise. She quickly learns that Dimitri is understanding and yet possessive. He is a perfect gentleman, kind, and loving just as he is ruthless, unforgiving, and brutally vindictive. An erotic night, a business deal, and a gunshot later; Sapphire is head over heels for him. And Dimitri is no better. But the Mafia world is a cruel place for love, and like he always says; ‘love is a weakness’ Will they have some sort of a happy ending despite the arid climate of crime and danger? Or will the lust for power cloud all judgement?

Su Jinyue is a female chairman who owns billions of assets, but she is sent to prison by a couple—her boyfriend of seven years and sister. As a prisoner on death row, she hears the gunshots, and when Su Jinyue sees a familiar figure running towards her through the blood, she smiles sadly. Only then did she realize that she had fallen in love with this man. If she could start over, she would definitely choose to marry him. The blessings of fate bring her back to the beginning. Reborn, she returns to the beginning of everything. She swears never to make the mistake of her previous life again. She would never believe in her glib sister and boyfriend. More importantly, she has to figure out what secrets are hidden in her bracelet and background. She wants power in this life, and so does he. As for those who owe her and had harmed, she will not show mercy either.

A reputation as ‘The Most Feared Gunslinger In the West’, and the Law hot on his heels, Henry Morgan had lived a full life. So when it all ended with a gunshot to the back of his head, he was quite ready. He embraced death… He embraced his end. Except it wasn’t the end… Some mysterious [Powerful Forces that be] wrenched him out of the world he knew and deposited him into the body of a version of himself in a Parallel world. A world where something as ‘impossible’ as Magic apparently exists. These [Powerful Forces that be] went a step further by granting Henry a System and issuing him strange prompts and Quests that send him down a road of Adventure and bloodshed all so he can etch his name in history and show this world and its many ‘wonders’ just how deadly a Gunslinger can be…

In a world where power and betray go hand in hand, Lia's life is shattered the night she witnesses her mother's brutal torture and murder. The scene is seared into her memory. The searing iron, the vile laughter, the gunshot that echoes in her soul. As the silence of that night descends it replaced by the storm of grief and vengeance that fuel her very existence. " You... monsters!" She spat, her voice trembling with unbridled fury. Her fist clenched, nails biting into her palms until blood flowed, marking the beginning of her transformation. With every ounce of her being, Lia vows to hunt down those responsible, to make them pay for torment they inflicted on her mother. She promises no mercy, no forgiveness_ only retribution. Driven by tempest of emotions, Lia navigates a perilous path through a city drenched with deceit and danger. Her journey is one of relentless pursuit, where each step brings her closer to exacting the justice that haunt her dreams. With every encounter, her resolve grows colder, her heart harder, as she transforms into the nightmares for those who wronged her. But in her quest for vengeance, Lia must confront herself. As she teeter on the each of becoming the very monster she despises, she grapples with the thin line between just and revenge. Will Lia find solace in the destruction of her enemies or will the flames of her fury consume her entirely? This is the story of a woman forged in the fires of loss, driven by an unyielding vows, and determined to reclaim her life from the ashes of her past. But I'm a world where the devil makes a comeback, will Lia's vengeance be enough to quench the burning rage within her, or will it lead to her ultimate down fall. Slm...

(warning:r18+ and strong mature content) In a world shrouded in darkness, two souls collided in a dance of destruction.Each harboring secrets that could annihilate them, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the very flame that could consume them. Their lives are a labyrinth of shadows, woven with deceit and bloodlust. Yet, amidst the chaos, they discover a glimmer of light in each other's eyes. A spark that ignited a passion so fierce, it threatened to incinerate them both. Shante Jarret,a siren of seduction,had built a fotress around her heart. But Madden,a maestro of control had a way of dismantling her defenses. With each whispered promises,he chipped away at her armor, exposing the vulnerable soul beneath. Madden Banks,a billionaire with a taste of darkness,had grown accustomed to shadows. But Shante,a female fatale with a kiss that could kill, awakened a hunger within him. A hunger that drove him to crave her touch,her taste,her very essence. As they navigated the treacherous landscapes of their desires,they found themselves bound by an unbreakable thread. A thread woven from the fabric of their own darkness,yet illuminated by the light they discover in eachother. Shante's past was marked by the brutal murder of her parents and her own rape at the age of five,perpetrated by the gangsters she has now taken care of. She has risen from the ashes,forging a new identity as the enigmatic leader of an underground club society. The club,a deadly society of dangerous seductress and evil gigolos,was built on a foundation of darkness and deception. Their mission was clear,hunt,seduce,manipulate,play and take down their targets within three days. The penalty for failure is death and the cardinal rule is simple: NEVER FALL IN LOVE WITH YOUR PREY. Shante received a mission,one that will test her skills and push her to a limit of sanity. Her target - Madden Banks,the same billionaire who awoke a hunger within her. As she delved deeper into his world,she found herself torn between her loyalty to the club and her growing fasination with Madden. *** Excerpt "Hello, I'm Te," Shante purred, her voice dripping with seduction as she extended a manicured hand. Madden's gaze narrowed, his eyes lingering on her face before responding, "Te, as in Tea?" Shante's smile faltered for a moment, her anger simmering just below the surface. But she quickly regained her composure, her voice taking on a husky tone. "No, as in Teeeeee... Short for Shante." Madden's expression remained impassive, his voice curt. "Madden." He turned his attention back to Tyra, dismissing Shante altogether. "I'll be on my way now sissy." He smiled softly. Tyra was about to whine but Shante did the whining instead. "C'mon, it's not so gentlemanly to go without at least taking us on a date." Madden's gaze was fixed on Tyra like she was the only one there and no one said a word. "Later,sis." He winked at Tyra. "What the f..." She scoffed,her eyes flashed with anger, her face burning with indignation,she had never been ignored all her life. That bloody bastard, it's not his fault,not his fau... === "Madd..." Shante hollered as she stormed into his glistening study,her eyes blazing with fury. Madden looked up from his desk, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes and a sarcastic smile on his lips. "...are you fucking running mad,how dare you change my project to cartoon,you have any idea how many nights that took me?" She spat angrily. "Leave my fucking space,get the hell outta my house and I won't be able to irritate you again." He spoke nonchalantly. Shante's anger boiled over, her palms slapping against his desk. "You can ask well bring it on, cause I'm not leaving even if it's burning to ashes..." *** In the twisted game of cat and mouse, they're both predator and prey. Each move calculated,each kiss a gamble. But as the stakes grew higher,they realize that the greatest danger isn't the secret they kept,but the love they couldn't deny.

It wasn't on purpose. When Maria stole a peculiar book from one of her classmates, she thought nothing of it since her classmate didn't seem too fond of reading; Maria thought she could get away with it, however, she never expected the book to hold such secrets. Working as a barista in the city of Quezon, Maria discovers that not only was the book she had once read predicting the end of the world, but her old pocket watch was the key to figuring out its secrets. Before she knew it, chaos started to unfold, claiming the lives of thousands as deadly games began to appear all over the world, forcing humans to become players to survive. Maria never imagined that an old book series could lead to such catastrophes. Can a book with hundreds of pages stacked together— really be the sole reason for the end of humanity? Left with no other choice, Maria uses her knowledge from the books to navigate through the looming perils before her. With the desire to meet the beings that heralded the world's end and uncover the mysteries shrouding her books, Maria strove to survive and adapt to her new reality, even if it meant being tangled between life and death. In a world brimming with tales, akin to the multitude of stars gleaming in the nocturnal skies or the depths of the vast ocean yet to be explored, the story of searching for one's ending begins... * * * TL;DR: What to expect: -Slow Paced Story -Character Development  -A Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic World -Mysteries! -Diverse Characters  -Family Conflict and Comradeship  -Sub-Plot Romance between Two Women -3.4k-3.8k Word Count per Chapter -Mistakes in grammar or prose since English is not my Native Language What NOT to expect: -Overpowered MC -Reverse Harem -LitRPG * * * Before reading this story, please note that this story will not be a short one. This story is inspired by many unlimited-flow Chinese novels I often read, Alice in Borderland, and my childhood favorite cartoon show, Adventure Time. Although this is my first time writing a story and may be an amateur, there would also be some terrible grammar, prose, and repetition of words since English is not my native language, I still hope that some of you will be able to enjoy reading this story I created during quarantine.  This story may also be slow in terms of updating, but I'll try my best to upload frequently or find a schedule to upload the chapters. I accept any form of criticism, tips, and advice!

Araon is a quiet, introspective child navigating the challenges of elementary school. Often lost in his thoughts and feelings of isolation, he struggles to connect with his classmates during his journey from kindergarten to higher grades. While his parents are at work, he immerses himself in Pokémon cartoons and games, sparking his imagination and creating a vibrant world filled with imaginary Pokémon friends. One day, after a long day at school, Araon drifts into a deep sleep and awakens in a fantastical Pokémon realm. In this dream world, he embarks on an extraordinary adventure to become a Pokémon Trainer. Along the way, he encounters unique Pokémon, faces thrilling challenges, and discovers the true meaning of friendship and bravery. This journey not only promises to change his life forever but also reveals the magic and wonder hidden within his own imagination.